Tee2emm

My body is here While my heart wanders there Though I have never been there But my head bears its image vivid and clear. When you sleep, I am there beside your bed Or at least, that's the picture in my head When you choose to rest instead, Lay your head on my breast And I will play with your hair and, with it, learn how to braid. I am divided in two One of me here, the other with you. Though sanity says "it is not a thing you can do" But love says "that's not true, You can be home and still be far away with your love too" Two of me; My heart and my body How can that be? I do not know if you ask me But I know for sure it is what is.

I am Tired of poems about love Sickened by love poems. I have a muse for a different stuff I don't want to write about the beauty of this world I'd rather tell how wrong it has gone And how hard it is to get the things for which we long Decent life; love; joy; peace; and a home. Love sounds like an almost beautiful song Just messed up by a few wrong notes Like a beautiful adventure Marred by a few wrong turns. Love is like love is not love anymore. I am tired of poems about love I want to unmask all the hurt behind every smil e ; I want to put the " not " in every " I am fine "; I want to show the similarity between love and hate ; To tell the relationship between joy and pain ; To tell how much hate we harbour in our hearts ; Thus open a new page that lays plain humanity's problems. I am tired of love poems They sound like a song sang from a cranky voice That awful sound of noise I want to te

Dear lovely, take my coarse hands Let me lead us to a wonderland. Across this gorgeous green sea we shall sail To that place where love's sun never goes pale Where our hearts will never, again, ail. The moon has aged thus grand Here, sit with me on this sea shore's sand From whence we will watch hand in hand While we listen to our loving hearts pound. Lets count the night sky's stars And tell how lovely and beautiful they are. Lets watch the milky way fall to the earth And make silent wishes in our hearts. Ahh, beautiful lay here by my side And lets listen to nature's lovely lullaby As we recount the great time

One of a kind Rare to find Harder to describe Thus a poem with lengthy lines. As opaque as she is transparent As dark as she is a fluorescent Even without perfumes she wears an awesome sent Though she bears her flaws to same never condescends. Who carries a ghana-must-go of money Yet ignorant of the value therein I guess its only one who is blind totally Its like caressing and romancing a tree trunk Such a waste of passion and emotions. Shine dear star, for that you were born to Like the sun shines gracefully and true Even the blind can't feign ignorance that she is beautiful. Prince charming won't have a choice but to rescue you From kingdoms afar, woods and seas he will see through. Diamond in a dirt, that's who you are Lay quiet in wait, much to the delight of a happy miner. Price is rarity's beautiful daughter Though clouds can blanket the sun from shining but it won't last forever.

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