Don’t remember when it happened
A year ago or a few, But a strange thing has happened And, for me, a very new.
It all started with a prologue,
As it always does, A prologue very interesting, For the both of us.
From the very first glance,
I knew he was true, He was so different, From what I usually do.
Time flew by us,
As we walked around and talked, Time flew by us, After we broke up.
But even that didn’t stop us
To foolishly try to recreate what was before. And idea very beautiful, But in the end an idea and nothing more.
And so we parted once again,
This time knowing it was the end. But the thing we both lost was Not only the love, but a friend.
And once again, I’m here,
Not knowing what to do. So I guess I’ll do what I usually do And that is write something new. New Beginning Poems Grand poems about Prologue Artistic poem on Thoughts
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You have no problem leaving me behind. You can easily put me out of your mind. It’s like my presence puts you in a bind. I bet every time you see me you wish you were blind. You told me
Not for long will they clasp my hands or play with pots and pans not for long will they run to me with a scraped knee not for long will they run to bedside when they hear the brontides the
I write this poem for my life, My love Which can never be mine She walks in style and her smile is fine But I know she will never be mine I stand alone in the rain Everytime I feel
I am just a thread. I came out of the fibers of a tree older than letters, or – maybe – out of a cotton plant thrown by chance winds into a field where stones, flowers, thorns and wheat multiply,
You’ve kept my heart’s dynamite aflame You know I can never be the same since your charming kiss did my heart tame. What words can describe your beauty’s fame? No smile can contend with yours’ my dame. It sends sorrow