Poetry for thoughts

Poetry releasing the thoughts and emotions caught up in the whirlwind in my head, enjoy.

[emma-in-the-rabbit-hole]

Heaven - Bryan Adams (x)

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Betrayed is a eight lettered word - Betrayed does not cover it. I knew, like I knew you knew, But confirmation takes its toll.

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Ships in the night

We passed each other, Like ships in the night - Unable to reach out. Yet each day we passed each other, We felt stronger and fell deeper, Until one day, as it turned out, You were amphibious And ran away to the land.

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It's kinda hilarious - That when you're drunk I'm number one; First on the list of who to text, That you love me, x 4. It's kinda hilarious - That when I'm drunk you're number one; First in the list of who to text, That I miss you, x tears.

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Text messages

Who texted who first Messages end in insult But friendly insults Yet nevertheless I still wish they were ending With kisses instead

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Lad Haiku

I was over you You were so gone from my mind Until Friday night.

I lay way too close Feeling heat of your body With you feeling mine.

I had accepted The sad awkward lonely truth To then be misled.

I had been content With my fleeting share of light But now I can't be.

Stop confusing me With your turncoat ladish ways Become truthful please.

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Sacrifice

By sacrificing us You think you're being noble I think you're afraid

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A Second Attempt at a Haiku

At the words I said Your face, it fell suddenly, Did I accuse you? No I never did But funny how you thought it Instantly guilty. Gives me a relief Of sorts, knowing you saw it - Possibility. Muddled in my mind Secrets of another time I'm ending it now.

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First attempt at a haiku

Strangely funny how,

You conveniently forgot

Your own sleeping bag.

Til just this moment

I hadn't thought about it

But now I can't stop.

The side to unzip

Your wondering hands working

We could barely fit.

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Truths Unsaid

Truths unsaid,

Emotions of red,

Holding hands,

As time stands.

It's now in the past,

It couldn't last,

The difference between,

The things we have seen.

All too late,

Not lasting in fate,

Darkness consumes,

Lovers it dooms.

Words without care,

Actions unfair,

Whispers unheard,

Others preferred.

Hidden hope,

In horizons pink scope,

Faithless fear,

Friendship so dear,

It's written again,

In permanent pen.

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Found

We talk for hours on end 

After multiple texts we send 

Concerning them, you, me - 

Discussing every possibility. 

 For there's a fear deep inside, 

 A worry that we try to hide, 

For friendships come and go, 

Melt away like springs fresh snow. 

That for us we cannot bare, 

The alterations just aren't fair, 

Why just we forever be, 

The pair alone so solidarity. 

There's connections that run too deep, 

Which keep us from a peaceful sleep, 

Words that are spoken without a thought, 

When people hope they won't be caught. 

There's malice in the vixens tone, 

The moment I pick up the phone, 

And angry you rant with words of hate, 

As we bemoan the hands of fate.

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Ending Exclusion.

Let the exclusion end 

The charm to be resurrected like a phenix to send 

The friendships burning like bright new flames 

Let us lay down these beaten claims 

And clasp a hand and make a stand 

Against the dreaded evils of the land Let us hold fast 

And burning brightly forever last

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Graduation Part I

Three years; time has flown,

Uni came then goodbye home,

We grew together, then apart,

Secured a place in my heart,

The rolling hills of the Southern Downs,

Party laughs and essay frowns,

Friends for seconds, friends to keep,

Affection hidden oh so deep,

Loungewear and Faulty Towers,

Dodging Winchester-only crappy showers,

Meaningless arguments throughout the day,

Disguising what I mean to say,

Strides across the hill tops bare,

Feigning life without a care,

Now ushered silent through the stone,

As I at last am headed home.

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A Try at Free Verse

Now the twinge I get is not about how I feel but how you act

How you go back to treating us like bros

But conveniently forget about bros before hoes.

Not that I believe in slut shamming.

Not that I judge people if they want to be free,

What I judge is you and your treatment of me.

What I judge is myself and our weird dependence on each other,

How you are like both lover and brother

How we cuddle but fight, debate but agree

Knowing all along it wasn't to be.

I am over it I know

There's no more tears to let flow

Yet you're strange in you inability to see

There's still certain sentences you should tell me.

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The Giant of Self-Doubt

In the darkness we conquer the monster,

The angry, jealous, giant of self-doubt,

Headlong we rushed swords drawn,

Stabbing and lunging till dawn,

We slew it, pushed it roughly to the ground,

And crowed triumphant.

We danced in victory about its dead weight,

We laughed and called out in delight,

As the last moment disappeared of the night,

Then we sat without fear on the crest of the hill,

And popping a beer we settled to chill,

And yet some hours later returning to bed,

That monster resurfaced, no longer so dead.

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In The Darkness

Fingers played within releams of hair, Hands stroked my arms so bare, Lips brushed upon lips of fear, And in your arms I held dear. Comfortable there I lay, Until morning brought the break of day, When your eyes touched mine, Causing a shiver down my spine, As I felt our thoughts for once combine, As we remained there intertwined.

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The Shallowness of Laddish Men

The shallowness of laddish men A predator after the natural urges And the caring guy society purges, You are this all in one The ladies lad and the good mans son. You struck me as quiet first of all, Then you facade it began to fall, The ladies lad you then revealed, But that too was slowly killed. Now you yoyo between this and that, Discouraging girls you see as fat, Followed by seeking out their kindness, In you're times of good guy blindness. One moment your hands are around me As if my size 14 you cannot see The next you're romancing her at the bar Hoping that you'll get quite far, Tall, skinny with great boobs you said As if you'd reject anything other from your bed. Yet I've been there twice before Your caresses bewitching me to the core, Perhaps you like to think I'm not like those; The girls who willingly strip their clothes And in that you see the partial truth My chastity is my daily proof. Yet to act as if there is no desire Is like saying there's no heat to fire And if in your arms I had not laid My emotions they would not have paid. Yet I regret it not at all I only wish I did not fall For now it reminds me once again Of the shallowness of laddish men.