Best Feeing Poems

Believe

You told me you loved me.
I foolishly believed you.
I fell for you, like never before

I believed you loved me.
I shouldn’t have, because you
Left me forever, all alone.

You left me,
Broken without you.
Feeing like I was not enough, for anyone.

You wanted more,
Than I could give you.
My affection...

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As unprecedented  weather
sweeps across the freezing land
my thoughts and heart goes out
to every woman child and man
To all soupers who are feeing the colds 
chilling bite 
after seeing the terrible pictures on TV
I pray you all be safe
both day and night.

Please spare a thought
for...

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Through those times of madness
When I've no more energy to fight
When I've that feeling of emptiness      
You bring me up to the highest height                ...

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We are at times so comfortable with saying the wrong things.
Looking into your partner eyes, directly telling lies of I Love You. 
Smooth, believable, without the passion that lovers should have.  
Nothing to back up the facts of actually LOVE.
We are not living in...

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THIS IS A PARODY 





         Ding Dong Bell.
         Nations not feeing well?
         Get shots of endless boosters!
    ...

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Through those times of madness
When I've no more energy to fight
When I've that feeling of emptiness
You bring me up to the hieist height

When ever I'm drowning in loneliness
And every day is just black and white          ...

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we are now together
we exchanged our heart
with each other
we truly love
one another
with patience and little fear...
but O my dear..
are we here..? 
I think no...
I too am burning
in the same fire
I am just learning
the way to love, from you
and I am not a liar
we are in...

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There’s nothing as sweet as the sound of silence.
Nothing is as deep as the valley of mute.
There’s nothing as fragrant as the aura of the wise one,
Whose tongue is silent as danger looms.
There’s nowhere as serene as this place that’s soundless
Or kisses so sweet as...

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"MYRIAD OF POETIC DISTINCTION"
By Tom Edward Douglas Johnson
(Please note lack of punctuation is intentional…)

swimming in the ocean always invites a certain potion but not one that you drink just more one that makes you think feel and act or is it react to a feeing...

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The sent of a woman is like fine incense
feeing our heads with romantic thoughts
creating feelings so strong and tense
the simple curves enticing us so
driving us mad with rapid thoughts
the way women talk and smile
for that pleasure we would run a mile

The embrace of a woman...

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Christmas is nearly here
Santa is feeding the reindeer
They are getting nice and sleek
Almost ready for next week


Rudolph is checking the route
The others are feeing left out
Dasher wants to be king
Dancer would like to be able to sing

Prancer has all the moves
Vixen is polishing her hooves
Comet...

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red
an inbetween of hate
and lust

red
like your sheets
and hair

red
walking together under dim street lights
and auburn skies

red
staying in your bed for days
and still feeing lonely

red
speaking mistakefully while screaming at each other
and hoping youll leave this time

red
an inbetween of hate
and lust...

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She sits quietly by her window each and everyday  

She watches the big, yellow bus pass her house and she begins to pray

She carries on throughout the day feeing joy and feeling pain,  

She longs to gaze upon a caring face and share...

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Keep wasting the years
Spilling blood to appease your fears
Lost in this material plain
You're constantly trying to gain
Objects with no meaning
and no ryhme

Empathy
I wonder what that means
Aren't we all just machines
Doing the bidding of our master
Daily routines
embedded into you forever

The time for escape is coming
You need...

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Faith is like the light of the moon at night


Yesterday was filled with sunshine
Its warmth upon my shoulders
Its caress upon my rosy cheeks,
Evoking in its memory a tender smile.

Yesteryear’s innocence of a child
The closeness of a familiar shelter
Content upon my face, of peace
That even night...

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