SeleneForeverDream

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***I've written 5 poems, so I need to write two today. Can we do it? Yessiree!*** #23 Faith is for those who believe; Those whose flickering flame is gone, and ...

#22 Wisps of dove-gray dew swim above my face, a tongue-taste away; lace entwined within a finger grasp, not meant to last this long. Pull and push like waves of ...

#21 Once More It's true my dear ones, Never one to commit. Toying with the soul, Grapples onto good; Those supporting hands Are meant to destruct. Playing with a heart ...

#20 Treading Waters My heart races and will pound Like a jackhammer breaking ground. My feelings make me trip over a word So a jumbled mess is what's heard. Your ...

#19 Droplet's Journey the raindrop turns from clear to blue as it falls beneath the tides of seas then transforms to a brilliant green that snugs up in the ocean's ...

#18 Proud to Sin The lambs have been told to repent or die Splattering the ground, biterness resides Seems you can't do one good thing in this life Gurgling the ...

#17 Farmland honey lipped, I take a sip of dew so purely fresh morning-laden, down to rest upon the tips of grass blades one hint of perspiration on my ‘stache, ...

#16 Total Disregard Feign your ears are closed so you won’t have to listen to anything said. ***It seems my poetry is getting shorter... but I'm almost caught up!***

#15 Push our eyes back into their places positioned in front, never behind the glass-hard look unblinking Thinking back to silver hoops on each side, swaying in air Wait, stay ...

#14 Guiding Light feel the thrash within your bone, sinew, flesh gasping, aching for inspiration to breathe out to clean white paper, letting the ink rub off how you allude ...

#13 Poetry poetry is a selfless act, giving up yourself to lines just to be criticized and reprimanded every time.

#12 To Him To love would be a giving up Of what I now know and have known. Yet he took my hand to understand That love is more an ...

#11 Not a Child Anymore There is a child in her features, but she acts too old for her age. No, this girl can’t be but thirteen Bearing the world ...

#10 A World Seen The mind trapped within a cage Wanting freedom to fly, to live. Like that poor waitress, How she scrapes by for that hungry, whining two-year-old at ...