Taken. for always Broken
Pulled away by my own conscience
Knowing that I can Give
And Knowing that I can never take.
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Life can be sweet
a ripe fruit grown Naturally
that feeling of being Incomplete
describes my current situation Perfectly
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Instead if that soft light
so soft and ambient
You shone violently
crisp sharp and
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I searched for you everyday
I knew how to get to you
But I was trying to find another way
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I write most of my poems when I'm drunk lol. I haven't written a poem in ages because I believe the heart it takes to write poems is not there anymore. So do read, comment and rate my poem, That'll be appreciated.)
Call Me
Six pm. Still no call
I sit here waiting
Not budging
Not Eating
Do you know how much I worry?
You’ve disappeared without a word
How can you be so selfish?
Deserted, a lost bird.
Some may not understand me
They can’t imagine
A waterless sea
Yin ‘n’ yang, you and me.
A tear dropp falls from my eye
A tear you can’t see
The tear only represents a small fraction
Did you read, the caption?
My broken mind, my broken soul
My sleepy eyes
Waiting endlessly
Without you, I am lonely
Waiting for you to call me
What can I possibly do?
As I have left many messages for you
The wait ends with. You.