Ached Poems - Poems about Ached

...Without a word I slip out of bed and a thousand conversations run through my mind as I walk barefoot across worn carpeting. Two nights ago, I barely made it home while driving through a deluge......

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...She wouldn't let the guilt warp her mind into believing its perception of her She knew who she was And she was is a girl who's been deeply hurt She knew deep down no one was coming to save her T......

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...It was past midnight in my college bed above the shuttered café— the whole town in a hush so complete I could hear my own breath and quiet it, when a crystalline voice floated in through the......

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...You tried to lead me (surely) by the hand across the shallows but we were both too drunk and the stones too slick so we slid stumbling and laughing, falling toward each other all the way acr......

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...I put my heart on the line so many times, I shared so much, I never felt the need to hide, I viewed it as freedom to speak up and out, I chose faith over fear more than anything else, I watched f......

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...Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused. — Paulo C......

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... "Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused. — Paulo Co......

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...It was the eleventh hour of the midnight, He stood single on the border line, Drones and missiles moved like light, ......

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...Though the carpet teemed with costumes, toys and figures, laid orderlessly, it was barren. Distant echoes of the battery powered monkey clapped naively through the still air, and its dim LED eyes s......

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...Last night I met a gypsy girl, Temptation was her name. A breathless brazen beauty, a drop-dead gorgeous dame. I went to get my fortune told, ten dollars was a steal. This magic mystic m......

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... * In memory of the great Charles Laughton, who brought charm and tenderness to a monster with his rare form of melancholy genius * ~ on the ledge … of majestic Notre Dame he wat......

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...2025.5.1 It has been quite a while, I wished I could really write Some lyrics to go with music Just like song writers or composers. I have not a fantest ideas, At the heat of the moment, I m......

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...They call you my ex— like you were just another chapter, just another name to forget. But how do I forget the girl who made forever feel real? You weren’t my past. You were my present, my al......

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...Beef and taters are a meal thought Dad Didn’t want Italian, which he never had Refused to try chicken, pork or fish Beef and taters were his only dish Would not eat pasta, it did not look good ......

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...Take me where the ocean rolls bigger than the pain in my soul. Let me lay upon shore sand and hold its grit in my hand while the ocean claims ground again, so sure of where it belongs to be......

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