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Best Poems Written by Shelby Wood

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Cross My Heart, Hope To Die

Cross my heart, 
Hope to die.
I won’t tell a soul,
That you were mine tonight.
Tucked alone,
In the dark.
With a pillow and a smock.
Painting a picture,
Of the moon and sky,
Upon the canvas.
As the meteors flew by.
This picture was beautiful.
Covered in detail,
Glimmered like the sea,
And in the background were you and me,
Laying together,
Watching it all,
As it happened,
When it happened,
Those many years ago.
I cross my heart,
Hope to die.
I won’t tell a soul,
That we made love that night.

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Find Me

The fiery depths of a soul began to creep,
Where the shadows lurked and began to speak.
That’s where you’ll find me.
Trapped between worlds of light and dark,
In need of rescue but unable to spark.
That’s where you’ll find me.
A doorway with ruins of ancient times,
Lost in translation to everyone’s eyes.
That’s where you’ll find me.
Swirling deep blackness without any air,
Drowning in sorrow and not a care.
That’s where you’ll find me.
When eyes of coal bid they show,
A lost little girl loses her soul.
That’s where you’ll find me.

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Her Long Lost Name

Her tears dropped purple,
She was different from others.
She knew it.
Her swirling orbs changed color,
As did her tears.
She had wings bursting out of her back,
Pure white, as snow.
Her hair was a soft blue, just like the sky.
She was an outcast from the others,
Because of her “defects”.
She had gotten used to being called “freak” and “loser”,
She has forgotten her name.
The poor girl tries to remember it,
Ponders so hard she gets a migraine.
One day, a boy about her age came about,
And he tried to be her friend.
But she was used to pushing people away,
That’s just what she did.
This boy was strange,
And no matter what, he came back the next day or night,
To sit and talk with this “beautiful sight”.
He flattered her,
She didn’t understand these feeling she was having and thought they were bad.
She pushed herself overboard,
Ran all about,
Anywhere to get away from that boy.
It didn’t stop him.
He went after her.
One word he said caused her to realize who she was,
“Maybullene!” He cried, chasing after her wings.
“My name…” Maybullene whispered. They flew back to her now.
Her memories, her name, everything about her.
She wasn’t a freak.
She was a goddess.
Worshipped by others just like her,
And she found all this out by that boy,
Who knew her long lost name.

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Valentine Blues

You want a little rhyme,
From me to you,
To get rid of your Valentine’s blues.
Well, here it goes:
You came at me like a blow to the head.
I rose back up, to fall down again,
Blown away by your sweet remarks,
Your teased attempts to jumble my thoughts,
Much to our surprise it worked,
And now we’re both hooked.
Completely booked on a ride to the sky,
Our heads held high when we took our dive,
Hand in hand.
We’ll get through this together until our end.
You and I,
Let’s take our time.
And find our way,
To become One on our special day.

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Your Ferocious Gaze

I crossed the path,
To meet your gaze.
Such a ferocious gaze.
It bore anger down upon your prey.
Curious horror came across my face.

I pulled you aside and,
Far, far away.
To find out why
You were after that prey.

I wanted to cry,
For the pain that showed in your eyes.
I grasped you close,
Oh so close to my breast.
To shush the beast inside.

The beast raged and roared,
To stay high above your best.
I hoped to clam him, 
At least just a little.

To my surprise,
The beast I did sooth.
Back came you.
Your soul came flying free.
To finish taming thy beast.

Away went the beast,
Away went the ferocious gaze,
Away went the look of curious horror from my face.
Came falling down, the invisible tears of yours.
And mine did follow, as visible as day,
Because of the pain I sought,
In Your Ferocious Gaze.

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Mistake

Falling deep,
Hard and strong.
Can’t stop from falling,
In love with your gaze,
And I won’t realize it,
Until I’m hit hard in the face, 
A horrible reminder of this morbid place.
Can’t stop time,
And can’t turn it back,
Can’t change your place,
In a world made of class.
My heart shatters,
Like glass,
When you aren’t around,
And yet you don’t notice,
Until the day,
I’m gone for good.
Invisible,
Not there for you to admire.
And now you’re the one falling,
And falling,
Until you’re hit in the face,
And realize you’ve made your biggest,
Mistake.

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Missing You

One day out.
Still crying to sleep,
All because I’m missing you,
And your gaze.
I’m entranced by you.
My mind whirls about your face,
And you’re not even around.
The smallest thing that reminds me of you,
Triggers the tear ducts to fill.
It hurts to look at the pictures,
Of us.
Because I know that I won’t see you for awhile.
Too long, if you ask me.
Summer has come,
And I’m still waiting for it to pass.
Can’t last,
I’m sure, much longer.
I’m missing you.
I’m missing me.
Because you hold my heart and soul in your palm.
Take care of it,
For I am missing you,
And will need to see you soon.

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Rocky Roads

Hey there my little goofball.
Just landing in to say,
Rocky roads seem oh-so-smoothe when I'm with you.
My worries leave,
But just in case they don't,
You're always there to hug them away.

Through the easy and tough,
Smoothe and rough,
Babe, I'll always have your goofy back.


Note: This poem is written on a picture I drew of an anime turtle with a lady bug on its back.

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Oxymoron Over Me

Soft and quiet one moment,
Rough and demanding the next.
Underminded and distant another moment,
Outspoken and won't let go seconds later.
Put together and thoughtful after mere minutes,
Unorganized and jumbled awkwardly after.
He has no excuse as to why,
But I do.
My boyfriend is an oxymoron,
When it comes to me.

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Ode To Brock

He's so spirited and free,
Hardworker and sweet.
He's a follower of God,
And a holder of our love.
From lawn mower to drumer,
From son,
To significant other.
He'll always be here.
He'll always be near.
He'll never be forgotten.
He's my cousin through and through.
I love him dearly and that won't ever disappear.
So here's to you, Brock.
Your strength inspires us all.

For those who read this and don't understand, my cousin Brock was diagnosed with a 
cancerous brain tumor many months ago. He's been battling it quite a long time and seemed 
to be doing much better. Recently, I learned from my aunt that the cancer has spread and 
he's not going to make it. He has mere weeks left. I love Brock dearly and pray for him 
constantly. His strength brought me courage to overcome stupid fears in my life. Instead of 
mourning his impending death, I've decided to celebrate his life and what he gave to us 
without having to say a word for that's how he's always been.