

Love AlphabetThe amour that tinges the air, Blood, beating round my veins. To conclude my combing of society, This dastardly deed must be finished. Each and everyone has to have been seen, Friends, foes and those in between. Groaning under each extra gram of no. My heart must be heated soon, The ignition on the inside. But with the juggling of my job, And life, I know the key is hard to find. The leaping of my soul lately, Means that I might be close. Not knowing how near though, Is the only omen I have. Peculiar looks, with a lot of patience, FromLove Alphabet


Pen And PaperA blank sheet of paper, It is transparent, I see right through it.Pen And Paper
The pen in my right hand, Held at an awkward angle, Strains to write, as I sit.
Concerning my future, These tools can be Laced with magic.
Even so,
My hand stays still, And my life stays tragic.
I cannot connect events. I do not see them together, This is why I struggle.
This ton of education, This weight I carry round, I must evenly juggle.
Without this pen And without this paper, My life will not form.


My MaladyI have Alzheimers. That is why people stare. I cannot discourage it. I cannot swear. This entrapment, In an unfamiliar body. People thinkMy Malady
I do not understand My illness. Just because, I have no communication, No way of regenerating My old worn batteries.
I am a burden
On my two daughters. Uselessness in society, To them, I am an Embarrassment. But I am dependent
On them. This, I cannot deny, I cannot do things On my own anymore. I hit objects, Sometimes people. I cry,  


Human WaveI dance the tango, As others next to me, Do the conga. Crashing around, Frothing, At the edges.Human Wave
I am a wave. But I am human, Others do not understand. Differences between My movement, And theirs.
I roll in time With the beat. Whilst syncopation Occurs beside me. I then fade, Into the wet sand.
Nobody will ever know, My suffering, With nobodys.


DarknessWhen darkness engulfs it all And the stars have died out And the sky has gone out And the tops of mountains covered And the blossoming meadows blanketed When the end of the seas Has become like theseDarkness
Remember this A glimmer of light still remains Remember that Hope will never die
When darkness encompasses it all And you feel like there's nothing left And you feel your mind has snapped And you believe there's nowhere to turn And you think you've reached your end When just like the night You've put out the light
Remem


I Miss YouI miss your bright smile, The way your lips gently press to mine, Our bodies embracing for one last hug, I miss your hand being in mine, The way how you rub your thumb across my fingers, How you kiss my cheek, I miss the way you breathe in my ear, Telling me that you love me, Making me blush and smile, I miss you holding my waist, Making sure I was close, I miss that one last kiss before nights end, And I miss you so much babe, And If I could have you here right now, I wouldn't miss a thing...I Miss You
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Don't have time to read poetry? Listen to it!
DANGERS OF POETRY: Rick Danger's voice on words from deviantArt
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~I shine, not burn.
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you are a independent person with lots of value!!! remember that
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YES!
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"Many a man hath done so; sought to fence
In straitened bonds the soul that should be free,
Trodden the dusty road of common sense,
While all the forest sang of liberty" -- Oscar Wilde
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I'm Part of project Reciprocation
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