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GoodbyeDon't think twice before you leave,
my tears have already dried.
I, that waited so much for you,
can hardly wait to say our last goodbye.
That ardent passion I felt for you...
Do you know that feelings can freeze?
You came like hurricane to my life,
now you're weaker than a soft breeze.
You can think and rethink about our past,
and dream that things will still be the same.
Actually, I doubt I ever loved you,
I'm not sure if I still know your name.
ForgivenessForgiveness, they say, is divine but
rancour is typically humane.
How can I ever consider remission
once remorse disrupts my brain?
The peaceful feelings are for others.
I can't even look at you.
Please, get out of my face.
otherwise I'll have to hurt you too.
Be sure of what I tell you now
during all the time I live,
I'll keep what you've done in mind. No,
I don't forget, and I won't forgive.
My Widowed HeartMy love for you was something I can't say
the reason of my breath, the light of my day
I'll never find someone like you used to be
I'll never recover the part of you missing in me
When I listen to our song, I still sing along...
Though I'll never understand why it went so wrong
I had never felt that a sentiment could be so true
What will I do once I can no longer count on you?
Will I ever overcome this loss and the pain?
Will I ever hold you in my arms again?
I pray that I will up wake from this nightmare,
look at you, feel you near, see that you still care.
I'll always miss all of you, every single part.
Rest in Peace, while I try to heal my widowed heart.
PricelessI don't need any present
for me to know you're mine.
Rings are just golden collars.
Diamonds, stones that shine.
Why a bouquet with many flowers
is better than a single one,
if love can't be measured, and
it's enough by itself, alone?
Venice and Paris are nice,
but I can love you regardless the place.
Who cares about "where"
if I have your kiss and your embrace?
Why expensive clothes and shoes as
Chanel, Louboutin, Dior and Louis Vuitton,
if I can love you even better
when we have no clothes on?
Luxury and wealth
are always welcome, for sure.
But my love for you, which has no price
is my most valuable treasure.
Take Me Away to MarsSometimes, when I feel down,
I look at this city sky
trying to see the stars.
The vastness confirms that
no, I don't belong here.
Please, take me away to Mars.
No one there to call my name,
give me unwanted advice,
or try to live my life for me.
I close my eyes, and imagine
the silence, the empty space,
perfect place to be free.
An atmosphere so grey,
we can't trust anyone.
Another planet? It's not that far!
I've already packed my stuff.
Take me away from this big, bad world,
and agree to take me to Mars.
The Promisse- I don't know what to do... I just don't feel what I used to feel for her anymore. I wouldn't like to hurt her... but I can't make her happy,
and she no longer pleases me. I need other people. That's why I cheat on her.
- Isn't there anything to do?
- I don't think so. I've already tried everything. It's useless. I think she doesn't love me.
- If you're not fine, if you don't love her, if she doesn't love you... why are you still together?
- Because we promised. We said we'd always be together.
- I'd rather someone being with me because they want to, not because they have to.
- We can't break the promise!
- I'll never understand... why did you promise to be unhappy?
My Lover's GoneI'll never be able to hold him
in my arms again.
He has been taken away from me...
Can I overcome this pain?
I won't say "I love you" any more...
Or look into his beautiful eyes...
He is dead! He is gone!
His soul rests in paradise.
I wonder if it is a nightmare
but the pain feels so real!
My heart is wounded, forever.
It'll never recover, it'll never heal.
All the things we'd shared
when I knew he was the one!
I'll never feel his touch again.
My lover is dead, my lover is gone.
Friends...Friends sometimes will hurt you,
tear you apart
and you won't have a clue
of where the blow
has come from.
They may tell they're right
and that, again,
you are wrong.
are not what they seem.
they can be quite mean.
Who's the one to blame?
It's that old story,
That's so lame!
a dirty street, a dead end.
Who would have known
that this is what
I'd call a friend?
We may cry,
complain, feel doubts...
You never know when it comes,
but be ready for the blow.
Is it the end?
but you're losing a friend.
Love StinksWhen you are feeling sad
what's the sense in romantic songs?
Love is good, they say...
Did I learn it all wrong?
Heart is an attention whore,
love is a vanity game,
romantic stories are just lies -
Now cover your face, and hide the shame.
Forget the trifles and common sense,
remember this one thing:
No one cares about your feelings,
love is rotten and it stinks.
The one who loved you the most (Goodbye)I suppose that i played all my cards
And still it has ended like this
but somehow im able to smile
even though you chose to be his
Do you remember not to long ago
We hung out all day at the park
you told me to "never stop writing"
and one day id be loved for my art
Well this is my last one to you
Anymore would fail to reach your ears
And it hurts to have to say goodbye
After all of our prosperous years
But I suppose that love really changes us
Hell, you changed me more everyday
You shown me what it's like to have a purpose
and to not be the one cast astray
But through all this I still find a smile
Because i know now that this is your choice
And there is nothing i can do to change that
Nothing 'cept the power of God's voice...
But Now as i take my leave
And the tears start to reach the floor
Don't cry, just remember me always
As the one who loved you the most...
Goodbye for now, Goodbye for laterThe Goodbye for now hurts me
And it is for your pleasure alone you see
For you are the only one who gains
And your heart he'll "Forever" Keep
But little did you know my dear
that you weren't the only one
Now your sitting there all alone
while they are together on the run
The Goodbye for later hurts us both
For as you try to come to me
I am forced to pull up the courage
To tell you its just not to be
Because if you were willing to leave me
for someone who you barely knew
then i know that you would do it again
And then i can no longer blame you.
So cry on my shoulder if you need to
I never said we couldn't be friends
but as far as love is ever concerned
This will have to be the end.
I wish my eyes were a mirrorI wish my eyes were a mirror
so you can see you as i see
your heart was crushed by an image
built by a cruel society
I wish my eyes were a mirror
So that i may help you to believe
that what they say is lies
and show you how you are to me
I wish my Heart could speak clearer
to help you understand
that you are the only person
that can fill my empty hands
I wish i could be your savior
Wipe away your fresh tears
i would gently say i love you
as i hold you through the years
And i wish my soul was a healer
to undo all of the pain
Make all their hostile efforts
finally end in vain
But to you im just a stranger
or "Just friends at best"
because you fear that i will hurt you
just like all the rest
So i wish my eyes were a mirror
So you can see you as i see
And ill continue to count the days
until you become one with me.
If only You'd say yes.You want to know how i feel,
but im in fear of what you would say.
Telling you plainly "i love you",
Is not enough to make you stay
So the reasons that i love you...
is it your smile? Is it your laugh?
is it the fact that i can tell you anything,
and know that you'll always have my back?
Is it because you're like one of the guys?
Never afraid to make fun of us back.
But still showing that you are a lady
that is gentle and with feelings intact.
Just the feeling of seeing you next to me,
is enough to make my heart race.
It would stop at the sound of your voice,
but wont settle for less than first place.
You tell me that you aren't perfect,
and i tell you that nobody is.
But if i had the chance to change that,
There is nothing that i need to fix.
Now you know how you make me feel,
and i hope that i do not regret this...
but you and i could be perfect together,
if only you would say yes.
#Another-Poetry-Group 's Challenge: Accepted!How exactly do you make me feel?
All of my mental wounds you healed.
Miles away, you may be
But you feel so close to me still.
I get butterflies when we speak
I’ll be even worse when we meet.
You make my heart skip several beats
Yet I’m falling for you like I tripped on the street.
And though I feel as if you deserve better
Ill be here for you and defend you whenever
Because if you agree we can find love together
And if you choose not we can stay best friends forever.
Send me awaySend me away
To a place not tracked my miles
I know you don't want me to stay
So maybe now you can finally smile
Send me away
Like everyone else has before you
I'll find a new place to lay
For what else is a broken man to do
Send me away
Yet again I will play as the fool
Tear up my heart just to play
Then toss me like a useless tool
Send me away
What more can you want from me
Your leaving my heart to decay
So just let go and leave me be
Send me away
Away so I can go back to being alone
Go back to being cast astray
And go back to a world without a home.
JealousyWhy do you love her?
She doesn't know you,
She doesn't understand.
She has everything,
That I want in her arms.
You pay no attention
To the ones who love you.
What do you see in her
That you don't see in me?
Sure, she'd pretty,
Yeah, she's smart,
But so am I.
I guess jealousy
Has taken over,
And has clouded my mind.
I envy everything she has,
Because I don't have you in my life.
BlackbirdA black winged bird sat atop a roof,
Nonchalantly humming its caws and coos.
For there on the street down yonder it peered,
At the coming of jeers; the walking of fear.
It saluted its foe and hopped to and fro,
Unaware that behind the mask was a heart of gold.
But the blood stained cheeks and pale white hands
Reached out for the bird, thus it succumbed to their demands.
Feathers flew in the wind from the night time air,
A whirlwind of darkness only the night could compare;
The bird found a place where it could perch and respite,
On the shoulder of a corpse oh, what a delight!
A chuckle from a mouth that the heavens forbade,
Gave room for the next few words that were said:
"Blackbird, blackbird! Why have you come?
In this unruly hour the night will be undone!
The children on the street are marching one by one,
To innocent to know that a nightmare has begun."
He clasped his hands when he finished his speech,
His shoulders were shaking in delicious relief
Without you.what is a twister without the wind?
What is a high-tide without the moon?
What is a fish without its school?
The result would be me when im not with you
The fish is alone, easy picking for prey
The water can not progress, it is stuck at bay
The twister would fade, just lost in the air
And so that is me, when you aren't there.
Count on MeYou can count on me, at any time
regardless the place or day.
I am here for you
(even though I don't know what to say).
I'll help you
as you have ever helped me.
Together, you know, we're stronger
and we will always be.
I beg you, please, let me know
if there's anything I can do for you.
You can trust me (as I trust you),
you know it's true.
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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