Black clouds hang,
Blocking out the sun.
It's just a fling between us,
Just a bit of fun.
Grey mist loiters,
Blocking out my view.
Nothing important's going on,
At least with me and you.
Beige sky ahead,
A halo around the sun glows.
I thought we were nothing,
But then again- who knows?
White sky up,
Blue sky ahead.
Sun shining brightly,
All darkness dead.
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The world is feeling. A little bit flesh and spine,. Finding it difficult to. Make clear and define. One day you think 'it's yours!'. The next 'it can never be mine!'. Sweet mother of euphorbia.
Don't lose sight of what's right, or what basks in a warm-red light, A heart un-gagged, a soul un-masked, New, trembling body, with what is asked, A strength found deep, never lost, Even in sleep, A...
Burgundy, this heart of mine, A little withered, but that's fine, It still beats at its normal pace, Although it doesn't take first place.
Some people say love is bad and you should be careful with it and once your heart is broken, you'll never be the same. I think love is good. Here's a poem that includes both points of view.
My days are now full...of torturous pain. She's left me and broke me and I'm going insane. She says those three words followed by my name. I've found my true love and my heart is aflame.
A sweet symphony. One that blows in the trees. The shush of the grasses blades. A soothing tune. Like water trickling in a stream. A small breeze through my hair. The sea salt in the air.
A firm believer in fate Never one for hate Knowing that everything happens for a reason As predictable as the changing of the seasons.
I once held a precious treasure, a fragile beauty in my hands. A prism of reflective pleasure, with gentle radiance it shone. It was formed with compassion, in a furnace fired with love.
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