goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 6:29am
10th Nov 2024 6:29am
when does she sleep
when does
she sleep,
when does
she love,
somewhere
between
now and
eternity,
my desires
mean
nothing
to her,
but my
feelings
still cling
to her.
she sleep,
when does
she love,
somewhere
between
now and
eternity,
my desires
mean
nothing
to her,
but my
feelings
still cling
to her.
#breakup
#conflict
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#sadness
92 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 6:29am
10th Nov 2024 6:29am
when does she sleep
when does
she sleep,
when does
she love,
somewhere
between
now and
eternity,
my desires
mean
nothing
to her,
but my
feelings
still cling
to her.
she sleep,
when does
she love,
somewhere
between
now and
eternity,
my desires
mean
nothing
to her,
but my
feelings
still cling
to her.
#breakup
#conflict
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#sadness
92 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 6:29am
10th Nov 2024 6:29am
when does she sleep
when does
she sleep,
when does
she love,
somewhere
between
now and
eternity,
my desires
mean
nothing
to her,
but my
feelings
still cling
to her.
she sleep,
when does
she love,
somewhere
between
now and
eternity,
my desires
mean
nothing
to her,
but my
feelings
still cling
to her.
#breakup
#conflict
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#sadness
92 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 6:29am
10th Nov 2024 6:29am
when does she sleep
when does
she sleep,
when does
she love,
somewhere
between
now and
eternity,
my desires
mean
nothing
to her,
but my
feelings
still cling
to her.
she sleep,
when does
she love,
somewhere
between
now and
eternity,
my desires
mean
nothing
to her,
but my
feelings
still cling
to her.
#breakup
#conflict
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#sadness
92 reads
2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 6:29am
10th Nov 2024 6:29am
when does she sleep
when does
she sleep,
when does
she love,
somewhere
between
now and
eternity,
my desires
mean
nothing
to her,
but my
feelings
still cling
to her.
she sleep,
when does
she love,
somewhere
between
now and
eternity,
my desires
mean
nothing
to her,
but my
feelings
still cling
to her.
#breakup
#conflict
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#sadness
92 reads
2 Comments
drone
Poem Published
13th Jan 2021 9:58am
13th Jan 2021 9:58am
Knowing
I rise and shine
knowing
your
in my mind
no words are spoken
just a
beautiful feeling
inside
that always ends
with a sigh
As I watch you
float
around our home
as I
so desperately try
to keep you
in my mind
Alive
Trying to paint
your silhouette
on every relationship
that I try
But it's not the same
Every night
I cry a river
on my pillow of pain
knowing
deep down
one day soon
I'll not be able
to take the strain
...
knowing
your
in my mind
no words are spoken
just a
beautiful feeling
inside
that always ends
with a sigh
As I watch you
float
around our home
as I
so desperately try
to keep you
in my mind
Alive
Trying to paint
your silhouette
on every relationship
that I try
But it's not the same
Every night
I cry a river
on my pillow of pain
knowing
deep down
one day soon
I'll not be able
to take the strain
...
#heartbroken
327 reads
4 Comments
Ashleysworld
Poem Published
30th Oct 2024 5:47am
30th Oct 2024 5:47am
The Human heart
The human heart is cruel and kind,
Wicked thoughts inside every mind,
Everyday we're deceived and fooled,
By everything that is cruel,
The human heart is very complex,
Its full of shame, full of regret,
The torture, the torment, the yearning the hate,
The human heart easily breaks,
There's good and evil inside every human heart,
That can lead you to the light or dark,
It's the one thing that keeps us alive,
But in the end it makes us wonder who we are inside.
Wicked thoughts inside every mind,
Everyday we're deceived and fooled,
By everything that is cruel,
The human heart is very complex,
Its full of shame, full of regret,
The torture, the torment, the yearning the hate,
The human heart easily breaks,
There's good and evil inside every human heart,
That can lead you to the light or dark,
It's the one thing that keeps us alive,
But in the end it makes us wonder who we are inside.
#heartbroken
86 reads
3 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2019 3:38pm
3rd Apr 2019 3:38pm
Faded and forgotten
A stalk of wilted flower
broken pencils on the floor
circles etched on wood
that's a memory of me
red red rose
petals dried between pages
of a tear spattered diary
left dusty on a shelf
just a flower
discarded and forgotten
wilted on glass vase
casting shadows on the wall
that's me.
broken pencils on the floor
circles etched on wood
that's a memory of me
red red rose
petals dried between pages
of a tear spattered diary
left dusty on a shelf
just a flower
discarded and forgotten
wilted on glass vase
casting shadows on the wall
that's me.
#sadness
#love
#heartbroken
588 reads
3 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2019 3:38pm
3rd Apr 2019 3:38pm
Faded and forgotten
A stalk of wilted flower
broken pencils on the floor
circles etched on wood
that's a memory of me
red red rose
petals dried between pages
of a tear spattered diary
left dusty on a shelf
just a flower
discarded and forgotten
wilted on glass vase
casting shadows on the wall
that's me.
broken pencils on the floor
circles etched on wood
that's a memory of me
red red rose
petals dried between pages
of a tear spattered diary
left dusty on a shelf
just a flower
discarded and forgotten
wilted on glass vase
casting shadows on the wall
that's me.
#sadness
#love
#heartbroken
588 reads
3 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2019 3:38pm
3rd Apr 2019 3:38pm
Faded and forgotten
A stalk of wilted flower
broken pencils on the floor
circles etched on wood
that's a memory of me
red red rose
petals dried between pages
of a tear spattered diary
left dusty on a shelf
just a flower
discarded and forgotten
wilted on glass vase
casting shadows on the wall
that's me.
broken pencils on the floor
circles etched on wood
that's a memory of me
red red rose
petals dried between pages
of a tear spattered diary
left dusty on a shelf
just a flower
discarded and forgotten
wilted on glass vase
casting shadows on the wall
that's me.
#sadness
#love
#heartbroken
588 reads
3 Comments
Soxy
SoxThePoet
SoxThePoet
Poem Published
1st Sep 2018 9:32pm
1st Sep 2018 9:32pm
The Puppy Had to Love Like a Dog!
She asked for my heart,
So wholeheartedly,
With unquantified innocence,
I carved it from my chest
And with both hands
I handed it over,
So she could be its keeper.
Instead she danced over it,
Breaking it down to a million pieces,
Until there was nothing to break anymore,
And when I begged for a moment to bleed,
With a witch's tear and a sharp piercing voice,
She shamelessly accused me of being heartless.
That moment I knew,
The puppy love was gone,
So like a greedy dog I learnt to move my bones
And...
So wholeheartedly,
With unquantified innocence,
I carved it from my chest
And with both hands
I handed it over,
So she could be its keeper.
Instead she danced over it,
Breaking it down to a million pieces,
Until there was nothing to break anymore,
And when I begged for a moment to bleed,
With a witch's tear and a sharp piercing voice,
She shamelessly accused me of being heartless.
That moment I knew,
The puppy love was gone,
So like a greedy dog I learnt to move my bones
And...
#regret
#heartbroken
#disappointment
471 reads
8 Comments
Soxy
SoxThePoet
SoxThePoet
Poem Published
1st Sep 2018 9:32pm
1st Sep 2018 9:32pm
The Puppy Had to Love Like a Dog!
She asked for my heart,
So wholeheartedly,
With unquantified innocence,
I carved it from my chest
And with both hands
I handed it over,
So she could be its keeper.
Instead she danced over it,
Breaking it down to a million pieces,
Until there was nothing to break anymore,
And when I begged for a moment to bleed,
With a witch's tear and a sharp piercing voice,
She shamelessly accused me of being heartless.
That moment I knew,
The puppy love was gone,
So like a greedy dog I learnt to move my bones
And...
So wholeheartedly,
With unquantified innocence,
I carved it from my chest
And with both hands
I handed it over,
So she could be its keeper.
Instead she danced over it,
Breaking it down to a million pieces,
Until there was nothing to break anymore,
And when I begged for a moment to bleed,
With a witch's tear and a sharp piercing voice,
She shamelessly accused me of being heartless.
That moment I knew,
The puppy love was gone,
So like a greedy dog I learnt to move my bones
And...
#regret
#heartbroken
#disappointment
471 reads
8 Comments
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