Goodbye Analogy Poems

hope …

dismay
heaven, hell
gods, mortality … love
all live within us
we create our own realities
and we dwell there …
oh, we are taught the tools for life -
the...

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Some express their pain,
some sacrifice it for others,
only poets turn it into poetry - (my quote)

Only poets can turn words into poems,
so those who are...

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more …

more than I’ll ever know …
that’s how much you love me
(just spoken)
but what the hell does that mean?
how do you know that I’ll never...

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I am the door she ran through;
Broken, off the hinges, jammed in place 
I lie on the floor that once brushed off my shoulders 
Unable...

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In the narrow margin between life and death,
I feel as I'm walking a tightrope - but balancing.
I'm a portrayal of metaphors, 
illuminating like spring's moon,
who...

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So take your rose colored glasses off
And see this battle for the withered tulip it really is
There is no leaving this town,
It's got the best...

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When Christmas comes around,
And I am still above ground,
With the prospect of seeing in another year,
Wearing the presents I got this year,
I ask myself given...

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Stop hating on people for no reason, I stop a long time ago, so you need to go, follow your dreams, run faster than horse,...

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Fading craze upon my brow

Goodbye madness

I know how

Do I will

I will be done

Days
         And
Nights....

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when he said goodbye
you are sure to cry and cry
was my kind of guy...

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Clarity, clarity, surely clarity is the most beautiful thing in the world, A limited, limiting clarity I have not and never did have any motive...

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shadowed ...

the China hills
like little pills set on end
and stairs that wend to the moon
so far from June, he thought
wrought now with frustration
on the ramp...

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“I don't paint dreams or nightmares, I paint my own reality.”
Frida Kahlo“

In the absence of love,
a childhood is shaped by the stars,
but when black smoke...

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Dear Mom, I bet the day you held me to ya chest in Abeline, was the day you felt that you’d accomplished everything 
But time...

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Into the sunset we’ll ride 
And we’ll see how much you’ve grown 
By the last words you choose to leave behind 

We can pretend that...

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