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A Wish Extinguished
a wish extinguished by the simplicity of your voice making a beloved wish come true. a shooting star cascading down to hit the gravity of my world wishing for both worlds to collide and create something better where peace among us would be adored with the essence of your beauty guiding my soul to a life of wishful happiness and adoring the greatness of you over and over stuck in time.
By Love Dalius7 years ago in Poets
6/9/12
I was in a dream until reality struck me like a lightning bolt. I knew something was coming when I didn’t get my hello I missed you kiss or in other words what was ending, but I felt it in my gut. This force of energy whispering in my ear this won't last long. Walking with you left an awkward cloud in the path we had left and it lead to the moment that was long dreaded, our future plan, both heading to different trails that take us to our own meaning of life but it meant leaving the other behind so we made the choice, a friendship would be long lasting and less painful to experience but in reality this ripped my heart apart, but I will never forget the feeling that I got when you mentioned that the intimacy and lust from my art turned you green, it brought the wrath in me the feeling of not owning your trust and raised questions of your knowledge on me. Do you know me or was it just a guess? The answer I will never get, but the event was left with no promises. You still want me around and I don’t deny that I feel the same but breathing the same air will never be again as I slowly realize that if we look at each other the intense awkwardness will pile up into regret. I told you I would be there for you but I’m afraid I made a promise I can’t keep. Terrified of how you will take it but at the same time I could care less because now that we’re no longer the only one I care for is me.
By Vanesa Morales7 years ago in Poets
Hold Your Breath
Thrown in without a vest, life truly is the ultimate test, they tell you you'll succeed, just do your best, you can be anything you wanna be, truth is improvisation is key, for the survival of you and me, like an endless game of chess, but you were taught checkers just like the rest, unprepared we feel depressed, lost in our programed emptiness, bishop to e3? You mean I jumped your piece so king me? Go to college and get a degree, then what? I don't know, but I thought education was key? It is, but only to a certain degree, just follow the wave to its crest, don't sink, and hold your breath.
By Christian Whitfield7 years ago in Poets