Submissions by PhantomPoet (Zoe..)
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Feb 2012 7:09am
25th Feb 2012 7:09am
Compare My Feelings To An Ocean Wave.
Against the bank,
the seashore roars.
You have my heart to take,
before the rain begins to pour
into the empty river tanks.
The ocean waves crash
beyond the dreadful rocks;
My love for you will soar
between the water on the docks.
Against the ocean bank,
the salt begins to foam-
rising up like molten lava
that pains me to the bone.
The heart I once held for you
Is receding back to the horizon line.
I can't resist to know what is true-
but to only feel the present depths of longing time.
the seashore roars.
You have my heart to take,
before the rain begins to pour
into the empty river tanks.
The ocean waves crash
beyond the dreadful rocks;
My love for you will soar
between the water on the docks.
Against the ocean bank,
the salt begins to foam-
rising up like molten lava
that pains me to the bone.
The heart I once held for you
Is receding back to the horizon line.
I can't resist to know what is true-
but to only feel the present depths of longing time.
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STORY POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2012 5:03am
23rd Feb 2012 5:03am
If I Die
i]If I die today-
at any hour,
I will spend those
entire hours
gazing at your reflection.
Speaking all that I
have written,
from heartache to heart full,
Pain to happiness.
If I die today-
Any minute now,
I will take those
entire minutes
searching-'till the end-
For where you reside.
I will remain searching-
Even if I've already died.
I will die-
at any second now,
waiting for you
to Open Your Eyes
and See me; ...
at any hour,
I will spend those
entire hours
gazing at your reflection.
Speaking all that I
have written,
from heartache to heart full,
Pain to happiness.
If I die today-
Any minute now,
I will take those
entire minutes
searching-'till the end-
For where you reside.
I will remain searching-
Even if I've already died.
I will die-
at any second now,
waiting for you
to Open Your Eyes
and See me; ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Feb 2012 5:44am
20th Feb 2012 5:44am
To Hold What Is Not Mine
I cry over you
every second of every day-
waiting,
longing.
Trying to find the courage
to say.
and express my
love for you .
I've always thought that
poetry, and writing
is the only way to
speak Love, true or not-
but I can't find any other
Real solution besides this.
I know that the
only way to realize
if you love me-
The way that I Love you-
Is to dissolve away from
My pathetic Delusions
and...
every second of every day-
waiting,
longing.
Trying to find the courage
to say.
and express my
love for you .
I've always thought that
poetry, and writing
is the only way to
speak Love, true or not-
but I can't find any other
Real solution besides this.
I know that the
only way to realize
if you love me-
The way that I Love you-
Is to dissolve away from
My pathetic Delusions
and...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Feb 2012 00:56am
13th Feb 2012 00:56am
What One Word May Become.
These feelings that suppress my mind,
Block out the incandescence of longing time.
This fear that appears before and after my eyes,
Is everything and all, of what I hide in disguise.
Nothing in my life is the same as it was, because
I unlocked my past from fear and Love.
So a'las, I may have my heart lifted to above.
Block out the incandescence of longing time.
This fear that appears before and after my eyes,
Is everything and all, of what I hide in disguise.
Nothing in my life is the same as it was, because
I unlocked my past from fear and Love.
So a'las, I may have my heart lifted to above.
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Feb 2012 11:25pm
11th Feb 2012 11:25pm
Blake
i]
Blake;
I love to say your name,
I adore the way it flows
and sounds- piercing
my body like a lake
incarcerated with icy snow
that bounds the water in sake.
Blake;
The way your voice
is light and calm-
with a slight pitch
of darkness-
like the time between
Dusk and Dawn.
Blake;
Thinking of you,
eases all the pain
from my existing wounds.
Thinking of you, ...
Blake;
I love to say your name,
I adore the way it flows
and sounds- piercing
my body like a lake
incarcerated with icy snow
that bounds the water in sake.
Blake;
The way your voice
is light and calm-
with a slight pitch
of darkness-
like the time between
Dusk and Dawn.
Blake;
Thinking of you,
eases all the pain
from my existing wounds.
Thinking of you, ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Feb 2012 4:15am
9th Feb 2012 4:15am
No Regrets
i]
I do not regret telling you,
And I know you have kept it.
I know you will never
do any thing to hurt me-
or tare me in two.
But I must ask you this:
" Do You regret asking me,
and have you kept it since?"
I want to believe
that you will never hurt me,
Never deceive me.
But how will I know that is true
If I've never asked you?
[b]The minds' heart
is a fragile object.
If it so much as
receives a fracture,
it will die-
and not even
the...
I do not regret telling you,
And I know you have kept it.
I know you will never
do any thing to hurt me-
or tare me in two.
But I must ask you this:
" Do You regret asking me,
and have you kept it since?"
I want to believe
that you will never hurt me,
Never deceive me.
But how will I know that is true
If I've never asked you?
[b]The minds' heart
is a fragile object.
If it so much as
receives a fracture,
it will die-
and not even
the...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Feb 2012 3:03am
1st Feb 2012 3:03am
why does fear exist
Many days have passed by
since my fear of him has
shattered towards the sky.
Into many fragments of
emotional dust. But
sometimes I think:
"This must be a dream"
For I did not speak-
Only stood-frozen.
With a bleak expression
on my face-
In my mind.
Maybe it was a Dream.
But I know that in the
deepest core of my mind
That it was not.
[i][b]We all own something to Fear
no matter how small or personal it is.
And even though we try to vanish them,
they Always remain there. ...
since my fear of him has
shattered towards the sky.
Into many fragments of
emotional dust. But
sometimes I think:
"This must be a dream"
For I did not speak-
Only stood-frozen.
With a bleak expression
on my face-
In my mind.
Maybe it was a Dream.
But I know that in the
deepest core of my mind
That it was not.
[i][b]We all own something to Fear
no matter how small or personal it is.
And even though we try to vanish them,
they Always remain there. ...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jan 2012 4:41pm
30th Jan 2012 4:41pm
For My Scarlet Scully
Though you are not human
I love you very much.
And though you cannot fly-
For your left wing is damaged
from past homes;
I will guid you through
the sky and protect you
no matter how
far I am. Because
you deserve the love
and freedom of a simple
human beign.
For your thumping birdie
heart belongs to me,
And my thumping human heart belongs
to you.
And no one will
take you from me
nor I from you.
Because if they do
I will fight
I will protect
you.
Z.L.H.
1/30/12
I love you very much.
And though you cannot fly-
For your left wing is damaged
from past homes;
I will guid you through
the sky and protect you
no matter how
far I am. Because
you deserve the love
and freedom of a simple
human beign.
For your thumping birdie
heart belongs to me,
And my thumping human heart belongs
to you.
And no one will
take you from me
nor I from you.
Because if they do
I will fight
I will protect
you.
Z.L.H.
1/30/12
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Jan 2012 00:23am
30th Jan 2012 00:23am
Is it Too Much To Ask?
i]Is it too much to ask for
only a simple hug
from you, Or even
all but a brush of skin?
Is it too much to ask
to gaze into your dark
Topaz eyes- for only a second,
And see the truth,
that lies?
Is it too much to ask
To truly speak to you;
To actually tell you
what I feel,
instead of writing?
Is it too much to ask
to so much as be alone with you;
for only a minute?
Too much to ask to...
only a simple hug
from you, Or even
all but a brush of skin?
Is it too much to ask
to gaze into your dark
Topaz eyes- for only a second,
And see the truth,
that lies?
Is it too much to ask
To truly speak to you;
To actually tell you
what I feel,
instead of writing?
Is it too much to ask
to so much as be alone with you;
for only a minute?
Too much to ask to...
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Jan 2012 9:49pm
29th Jan 2012 9:49pm
Chasing Lost Emotions
The Decapitated mourning of devotions
that spill into the River of Lies;
Are only all of my emotions
That I held for you in disguise.
The time that I never owned
is running out-
Those feelings will be gone
and discover a new route.
I must retrieve them,
For they are the only
Joyful emotions that I own.
But even though
the wind has
taken them away,
I will chase them forever;
'Till my dying day.
that spill into the River of Lies;
Are only all of my emotions
That I held for you in disguise.
The time that I never owned
is running out-
Those feelings will be gone
and discover a new route.
I must retrieve them,
For they are the only
Joyful emotions that I own.
But even though
the wind has
taken them away,
I will chase them forever;
'Till my dying day.
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Jan 2012 8:59pm
28th Jan 2012 8:59pm
Phantom
Ageless phantom
of the night
why do you repell me
With your captivating sight?
You own enough to know
That I do not wish to fight-
But when the blood pours
from your wounds onto the snow
I will begin to die.
And that is all you Must know
When the Sun Vanishes behind the Sky.
Z.L.H.
of the night
why do you repell me
With your captivating sight?
You own enough to know
That I do not wish to fight-
But when the blood pours
from your wounds onto the snow
I will begin to die.
And that is all you Must know
When the Sun Vanishes behind the Sky.
Z.L.H.
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Jan 2012 8:51pm
28th Jan 2012 8:51pm
Shadows Of The Nile
Shadows of the nile
break free from
the regret of the sun.
he is truly one to beguile,
even though he has left none.
Once they depart
from the heart of dreams,
no one will break them apart
because they are meant to be.
Z.L.H.
break free from
the regret of the sun.
he is truly one to beguile,
even though he has left none.
Once they depart
from the heart of dreams,
no one will break them apart
because they are meant to be.
Z.L.H.
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