Andrew Hinton

Andrew Hinton Poems

Feel the pressure pushing in from all around,
The grip of cold water as it begins to surround.
See your dreams float like pockets of air,
Things you wish you had strength to dare.
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2.

Why does music move the soul,
And temporarily make us whole?
What is it about the vibration of air,
That draws us from darkness’ lair?
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I see fire, burning my hills,
My desire, and heart stills.

Brought to my knees, from the things I've done,
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The flickering flame slowly begins to die,
I watch as smoke begins to gently fly.
Just the little ember in the wick remains,
Like a survivor from the wax it proclaims.
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Here below the fluorescent sky's glow,
I let my mind wonder as I go.
Pale and tired are some eyes I see,
Others shine brightly back at me.
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I remember all the times I've tried to weep,
And the fitful nights I've found no sleep.
I remember feeling dead inside this shell,
Emotions ringing like a muted bell.
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I don't want to love you because of your eyes deep,
I don't want to love you because together we sleep,
I don't want to love you because of your hips,
I don't want to love you because of your lips.
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I awake with tears in my eyes,
Sorrow embraces my heart as it dies.
I can rise and face the day,
But in pain and defeat I'd rather stay.
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What is this wasteland that I travel here?
I see others, but none come very near.
Always at a distance, an arm's breath away.
My heart feels tormented, left to decay.
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Loneliness is an ally I'd rather keep,
Even if in misery I must sleep.
Hope comes and inspires a dream,
Thought it evaporates faster than steam.
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I didn't try to run Lord,
I didn't want to hide.
I didn't realize I hoard,
I didn't know I lied.
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White above, and here below.
I am blinded by the glow.
Mind blank, and chest cold,
I feel heavier than gold.
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Angelic voices echo in the cathedral of my mind,
Long has it remained empty with no life to find.
I sit alone on a throne of the darkest stones,
Feeling so sick and weak down to my bones,
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With eyes glacial blue,
And smile snow white,
Your laughter is warm
Like sunlight.
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Dear one whose strength I admire,
I must admit closeness with you I desire.
I hear rumors of mistakes you have made,
And they do cause my heart to fade.
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O Lord I cried out, and You answered.
You gave me the things I desired.
I grew weak and You empowered me,
You opened my eyes to see.
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As I lower this casket into the ground,
I painfully aware of the lack of people around.
No friends or lovers left to say good bye,
They're just happy to let the old man die.
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18.

They said I was too soft,
That my dreams were too aloft.
They don't know the monster that I hide,
That is clawing and fighting deep inside.
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19.

Hear the wind howling through broken homes,
Watch it carry the pages of ancient tomes.
Through the streets and empty roads,
Feeling only heavy loads.
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Blessed is He who thwarts my power,
Leaving me weak because of my strength.
He does not let the enemy devour,
Me though I suffer at a length.
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Andrew Hinton Biography

I was born in Massachusetts, but raised in New Hampshire, the homeland of Robert Frost. I grew up not knowing much about poetry until I read some of his work. Since then I have been inspired to try and write poems of equal quality. I enjoy writing poetry mostly as a means to communicate to others what I am feeling. Some poems I do write only for myself, but the majority I write for people I love or people that hurt me and didn't know. These poems are here for you to enjoy! I hope you like them! Please don't be afraid to rate them!)

The Best Poem Of Andrew Hinton

Let Me Know It Is I You Will Miss

Feel the pressure pushing in from all around,
The grip of cold water as it begins to surround.
See your dreams float like pockets of air,
Things you wish you had strength to dare.
Away they rise, leaving you to your demise.
Dragged towards the bottom in a bitter lie,
Sinking alone and waiting to die.
The realization you are not as good,
And some one will take the place
Of where you once stood,
As tears run down my face.
What do I have to give that you desire?
What adventures light your fire?
You'll say you still love me for who I am,
But compared to others I am a lamb.
And they are wild and full of life,
You wouldn't want to be my wife.
I am tired and shattered,
I will only leave you battered.
Fly free, and leave me be.
Let me sink to the bottom of this abyss.

Just let me know it is I you will miss.

Andrew Hinton Comments

Latasha Diane Terry 27 January 2013

I have truly enjoyed your lyrical manuscript. Check out my poems, I think you'll find them interesting.

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Latasha Diane Terry 27 January 2013

I have truly enjoyed your lyrical manuscript. Check out my poems, I think you'll find them interesting.

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