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Array ( [sid] => 164287 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I dont like titles [time] => 2011-01-16 19:53:04 [hometext] => This poem has nothing coherent, just a jumbled mess of nonsense really... [bodytext] => Behind these eyes have always been ocean, never mistreated
Once I left you, the waves have crashed and became depleted.

Now we dont talk as much and our eyes barely meet, but dont be mistaken
There's not one single thought that goes by that you're not first place in.

I can be your molding clay to twist or turn, pull or bend
But one position that's still very hard for me is to just be your friend.

Not one single feeling for you has changed, not one memory diminished
That's why it's so hard to accept the fact that "we" are still finished.

You have picked me up and dropped me down time and time again
Ever since, my final words at night have ended with "Amen".

Yet this is no sad story, my heart has been eternally filled
Nothing could have made me happier, I couldn't have been more thrilled.

YOU are the reason why I'm here, the purpose I was made
That's why I'll never leave but this time I have to fade.

Far off into the distance, but still within sight
Just because you can barely see me, doesn't mean I gave up the fight.

So here is where I wait, until you decide upon what you want
I'll just be sitting right here, eating a buttery croissant. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 48 [informant] => RyanS [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
I dont like titles

Contributed by RyanS on Sunday, 16th January 2011 @ 07:53:04 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Behind these eyes have always been ocean, never mistreated
Once I left you, the waves have crashed and became depleted.

Now we dont talk as much and our eyes barely meet, but dont be mistaken
There's not one single thought that goes by that you're not first place in.

I can be your molding clay to twist or turn, pull or bend
But one position that's still very hard for me is to just be your friend.

Not one single feeling for you has changed, not one memory diminished
That's why it's so hard to accept the fact that "we" are still finished.

You have picked me up and dropped me down time and time again
Ever since, my final words at night have ended with "Amen".

Yet this is no sad story, my heart has been eternally filled
Nothing could have made me happier, I couldn't have been more thrilled.

YOU are the reason why I'm here, the purpose I was made
That's why I'll never leave but this time I have to fade.

Far off into the distance, but still within sight
Just because you can barely see me, doesn't mean I gave up the fight.

So here is where I wait, until you decide upon what you want
I'll just be sitting right here, eating a buttery croissant.




Copyright © RyanS ... [ 2011-01-16 19:53:04]
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Re: I dont like titles (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 16th January 2011 @ 08:20:55 PM AEST
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Well you certainly underestimate the power of your own pen.
You did an awesome job with this write.
blessings, welcome to YPDC,
emy


Re: I dont like titles (User Rating: 1 )
by RICHARD_CAMPBELL on Monday, 17th January 2011 @ 09:14:12 AM AEST
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when one write on how one feel,
one would be surprise of what is reveal.very good my friend.wow!


Re: I dont like titles (User Rating: 1 )
by purplestary on Thursday, 10th February 2011 @ 06:35:38 PM AEST
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no..it is not a jumbled mess of nonsense at all..i think you will actually find many who can relate to these very words..i know i have been there before..




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