After The Break Poems - Poems about After The Break

a growing indifference roses and thorns will not release me I try to get along, ‘doesn’t come easy it isn't the money or the phony power play y' just don't want me in the most familiar way I've seen your eyes with a new distance that won't be denied, a growing indiff'rence oh yes, oh my poor me, and mine no burning rubber, 'hardly...

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Don't know how I missed it, How I got so complicit, How I overlooked those parts of you. And now I'm in danger, The man I love turned into a stranger, And I'm starting see we've got more problems than a few. Holy F%ck do I feel stupid. How did I even do this? How did I let this...

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oh lord every break of dawn i shall see the sunrise in her jasmine green eyes and all the light have not gone through her sweet smile lord restoreth me again every break of dawn...

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I saw the light in you, warm and wide, But felt too small to walk beside. You gave me love, pure and strong— But deep inside, I feared I’d do you wrong. You dreamed of futures, of holding tight, But I saw shadows in my sight. Not because I didn’t care— But because I knew I wouldn’t be fair. You deserve someone steady,...

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Maybe you did break my heart, but it was yours to break from the very start, I loved you, and I still do, from the moment I met you, from now to the start, I knew I’d love you with every broken piece of my heart. ...

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Like sand held in my hand, I know I squeezed too tight, Grain by grain you will drift away, And with wind take flight. I'll keep my hands wide open, I'm stepping to the side, So when you look about you, Your space is open wide....

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We call each other every day utilizing this wasted time for mediocre recycled conversations. Neither of us do anything new or interesting. And yet we call and rehash recycled blah blah blah, blah blah blah. A habit that does nothing for me; I doubt it does much for her I can finish her sentences. Same old, same old. A familiar ditch...

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Dulcet whispers, pairs of three, Enact a dangerous dance. What on earth is eternal? Springing up from her stupor, Tosses her ceremony- Golden ring of fantasy. Truth tastes like sun in her throat....

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I am the river, wild and wide, Not yours to dam, not yours to guide. You cast your stones, but I still flow— A deeper truth than you can know. The wind does not explain its flight, Nor asks permission for its height. So why should I, with open skies, Bow low to soothe your jealous eye's You lied with ease, then turned...

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"My eyes were never shut that night, As I pulled my soul in the concept of Magnetic field, I looked through the reality of poets, It can be anyone- an engineer, an artist or a man with a broken heart, since hearts are meant to broke so a soul can join them in pieces again, Though Love and Sorrow."...

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She stood there, eyes on the moon, Whispers of 'where do I begin?' It had already ended — a silent doom, She searched for warmth in the sea's despair, But only the silence grew immune. Waiting for waves to even care, But darkness had come too soon. ...

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When chains do bind a body tight, It may one day be freed with might. The tyrants know this truth too well, So books they craft where thoughts do dwell. With words they tie the innocent mind, Their subtle tools, so cruel, yet kind. Each nerve within the soul they bind, And soon the body’s trapped, confined. No freedom shall that...

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FEBRUARY 2024 I've got the shoes of life on the wrong way so chop off my legs and let me walk with the stump, so I won't have to take this anymore. I'd rather walk left, left, left than right, right, right to fall into your arms, into your ballad of wrongs. But I'd rather walk right, right, right than left, left, left to...

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in a soft sigh or quiet curse a bubble of pain in the embers of a fading fire sparks of memory in the hollow of the chest echoes of love where the smile doesn't meet the eyes mania or melodrama ...

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you misunderstood my words assumed the worst where that anger came from i’ll never know you closed the door without a glance you walked away and that was that you weren’t the friend i thought you were but from my heart i wish you well the sting will hurt but not forever, may life be good to you ~ AP: 1st place 2025...

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