Bravery, my heart -- Strength, my soul -- Harmony, my voice -- Nothing will knock me! ☮️💕🙂⭐️🌻 Sara Ellie MacKenzie, 8/5/22 #Survivor #GotBackUp #SingForTheLaugh #SingForTheTear #APoemForYou #CatCalabrese #AfternoonPoetry #TeaForTwo #PourMeACup #AfternoonRead #LocalAuthor #NewBritain https://www.instagram.com/p/Cg4zTEfup8q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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A Flower in Early Spring
Like a flower in early spring,
I can't open up to you,
You come every day with your watering can.
But still stay completely closed off.
I'm not the sunflower you think I am,
I don't even turn towards the sun.
Even though she gives me her unconditional warmth.
I'm that dried up flower that was picked by a child,
A child who didn't know how to take care of it.
And then forgot all about it once they found another to pick.
I laid there on the concrete,
Drying Out
My color fading
Life leaving my stem.
Then you came along
You picked me up and decided to return me to the Earth,
Watering me every day.
You declare your love to me,
But you don't pick at my petals,
Instead, you give your gingers on them.
Soft and Sweet.
Like a flower in the Spring.
I can't open up to you.
Yet
You come every day with your watering can.
Hoping to catch a glimpse of the flower I am.
Perhaps on a warmer Summer day,
I'll open up.
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Day 45: lying in questioning
You didn’t say anything to me.
There was no conversation I had hoped for.
No “you look pretty”
or “what are your favorite flowers”
nothing.
But part of me knew
that you wanted to
ask all those things
and say exactly what you meant
to say.
I’m still trying to figure out
why you didn’t.
- Day 45
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POEMS (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/gBeWEHkFL1 All about sweet, one-sided love
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#poetry #poem #original #forrowen #foreveryone #apoemforyou #somuchmore https://www.instagram.com/p/B2CD_jtp8-R/?igshid=1gyqpo77m8yxz
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Slash
Sometimes, usually,
when the world is spewing nothing but black,
I trace sweet lines of joy,
and wait. In tremulous anticipation.
It trickles in a small nondescript bubble,
unsure of why I pulled it out.
And shyly peeks, bathed in painful lines of red.
Quietly pulsing my lifeless veins.
Crimson senses awaken me from my stupor,
careening me into a seeming arch of life,
and yet I know as do they,
that all I will do is swing right back into the pitted depths.
The words will fail, with jagged shadows cast.
The men won’t smile and friends disappear along with your cat.
And yet I know as don’t they,
that empty void was where I always belonged.
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Your mind is a galaxy
I don't know where to start and where to end.
@keziadavita
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A Poem for You
Down at the bottom of the garden
I felt you
One day.
Beneath the moss and the dead leaves
You come to me
Unravelling.
Quiet as rain
Curled up
Waiting
Like a fern,
A hedgehog,
Or a cat in a flowerbed.
Through the crispy crust of snow,
Snoozing in the sun.
Melting,
Softening
A return.
You are waiting
For me
Beneath the bed your memories lie.
Folded neatly and preserved
Shoved in boxes, forgotten.
The things we lose, leave behind
Or save for another time.
Waiting for Spring.
The wild geese are heading home again.
I remember warmth.
Sun on my skin.
Your eyes on me
Like fire.
Anticipation.
And the world is somehow much smaller and yet also impossibly big
And I am hungry for you and the memories we were supposed to make,
Unbooked tickets, untrodden footstep, unseen sights-
Un-un-un.
These days I don't know what to say
So I try to keep it small.
I don’t pay attention to the world ending.
It has ended for me
Many times
And began again in the morning
We’ve got the time
We’ve got the space
Claustrophobia and agoraphobia at the same time
Like two people in a bed.
Still-
You want it.
An amplified state,
Mistakes easily made.
Observed.
Because of this,
Because of this that,
Because of that the other.
My tongue is sour
But it made me feel better.
Say what you mean,
But you better not mean what you say.
Consequences.
And so it seems safer not to act.
I want you now and I want you here
You smell my fear
But you do not run
Or turn away.
Instead.
You wait.
She believes it’s down to her formula
Something broken
Long ago-
Who knows when
Or what-
But broken and never quite completely fixed.
If you can’t speak it
Can you fix it?
If you can’t hold it in your hands
Or roll it between the fingers of another
Bite down on it teeth clenched,
Point it out with hands high
Examine it with clear vision
Eyes other than your own
Then is it real?
Your truth (?)
Still, you wait.
Fingers stretched for something near
An unnecessary longing.
A belonging.
I expect sadness
Like you expect rain
But both offer a new beginning.
Storm in a teacup.
We dance in the living room
And wake the neighbours
Nothing but presence and potential and facts and future
Why does evidence bow down to doubt?
We meet in honesty.
Inspiration in abundance,
Fresh air living.
We can find poetry in puzzles,
The garden of eden in our backyard,
A sonata in the kitchen sink.
You delivered me.
When I look at you I know.
You do not have to be good
To be worthy.
You will always be waiting.
Softly.
Hopefully.
Your body
A warm animal.
My body
Nestled
A perfect fit.
You are a long unopened letter,
Crumpled but full of hope.
Solid, unwavering,
Subtle as magic.
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LFT
I didn’t get to finish my coffee
Departure approached.
When the wheels lifted from the earth,
It all seemed like a dream.
And now, If I never see you again
I will spend an eternity missing a soul like yours.
Similar to your mismatch sock now,
its mate tucked away carefully in my bag...
m.b
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A poem from Hearts + Words ❤Elies #eliesndeceit #getyourcopytoday #apoemforyou #saturdayislove
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Time.
So in the still of mornings’ moon, i will rest my weary mind,
to know it’s you, when the sun breaks in the afternoon.
My mind, a symphony of time, intertwined,
your presence, Heaven to my mind.
Words evade my lips, on the cusp of fingertips,
as you lay your weary head, troubles melt away.
Brushed against my chest, your breath beneath my neck.
When the hands of time meet again.
There i will be.
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Paper house
I just wanna lay here Where I'm fine No booze No drugs Just me myself and I. Trying to figure out My life Like it is possible In one night. Laying in my bed With this lines Being unsure Of my time. Am I even here? Where am I? Who am I? Thats the one. Who am I? What good have I done in my life? What is this house that I call home?, Where they don't even know when I cry. It's not their fault How could it be? I push people away All the time. It is kind of sad I don't let anyone love me Because I know I will love them more. Getting hurt Thats my fear Don't know why I never have.
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Overtime
In all my life, I never thought of soul mates I never thought love would give me Happiness But, you were the sun And, I, the moon Although traveling, different journeys Ours somehow intercepted And my god The life you brought into me Was beautiful Just like you Unfortunately, Out of all the things I do best In my life Is hiding My feelings, My thoughts, My words, And those are things most important to love I slipped away to the darkness But, you somehow stayed shining I admire you for that I admire that you still Talked, Laughed, Smiled with me I see now, You deserve better, You, my sun, deserve an earth, Someone you can Bring life and love to Someone who appreciates All your warmth I hope she heals you, I hope you help her grow, I hope you know, My love for you will never diminish As I watch from afar Just please, For me, Don't hurt earth, Like I hurt you, For she cares for many, holds tremendous life, And is beauty and grace all in one, Cherish her and know me and my stars Are happy your happy
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Day 40: my improbable dream
I dreamed
of a life
so colorful,
that I knew
the one
I would have
with you
would never
measure up to it.
- Day 40
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“#APoemForYou #withlove”
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Our lives are nothing more than stories left to fade into bittersweet memories
We look back upon them - rereading our intricate chapters, feeding off the nostalgia of happier times
I often lay awake at night wondering if I will ever feel the sun's rays again, or will I be engulfed by this saddness and longing for your touch
Either way, I will wait - never feeling love, fovermore waiting for the warmth I have only ever found in you
, your luna
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