Best Left Too Soon Poems

Sunsets aren't quite as bright;
And the flowers are all dying.
Miss you, tall, handsome knight,
As autumn leaves are flying.

Searing summer now a memory-
Soon we'll be together again!
Hope you often think of me.
I know you're not too vain.

Didn't we dance golden days and nights away?
Didn't we kiss...

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I had a little friend who left too soon.
Acute leukemia struck at age five.
His mind was so blindingly bright.
This earth could not give it room.

He had questions in endless supply.
Every answer quickened another query
About stars, earthworms, seasons.
Even some adults struggled to reply.

In that era nothing...

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The heat was high and rising
A shower came, but left too soon
   The temp was quite surprising
It wasn't even noon

   They thought it was a mirage 
As they stumbled upon a spring
   The backdrop created a beautiful collage
Their hearts...

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I wasn't ready to let go of you, no not yet...
I'll hold your memory I promise , I won't forget...
I swear that I'll pray - every little single day...
I'll always remember you , so pretty , so funny , so honest and kind...
There will never...

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The smell of your paper. 
The smudge of the ink on your crinkled edges. 
The words I scrawled on your surface
You knew all of my secrets. 
And I knew you wouldn't have told a soul.
You had a home in my backpack. 
You lived there. 
Day...

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My Best Friend
Poem by: Flor Ramirez
 
To busy worrying about me
So depressed I had to flee
I ignored you when you said you were sad
I didn’t know your life was that bad
Wishing I could see you, hear your every word
Now every night, for you I pray...

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A year has passed since Bobbie dropped,

Leather and lace with riding crop,

She left too fast, left too soon,

She left many like me behind to swoon.



Her words of comfort never faltered,

And our minds she always altered,

Stories of sexual glitz and glam,

Simply saying 'this is who I...

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Take me deep into the night
Give your soul felt feelings sight
Comfort me, make my heart light
As I embrace your vocal plight

Sitting alone in my bedroom chair
Forgetting all of my worldly cares
Close my eyes, you're standing there
Disrobing my conscience, completely bare

In your voice I feel your...

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It was a gorgeous summers day today,
not a cloud to grace the skies,
the cobalt blue that held my gaze,
while I envisioned my lovers eyes.

A radiance warmed my hair and skin,
from the ochre sun above,
my heart leapt but sank back deep within,
as I remembered you my...

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Judge Daniele Saggio

This year of our salvation, sixteen twelve.
Now.  Gentileschi? Don Orazio?
This suit is yours.  You’d press it?  Drop it?  Shelve

it?  Very good.  And you are Tazzio?
Beg pardon, Tassi.  No, you’re new to me.
But you, sir, famed through...

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Your voice all quiet now
Your laughter never to be heard again
And yet it still echoes in my head..

Your smile still plays in my mind’s eye
Feathery kisses blown from above
Floating around brushing against my face

The sadness sometimes overwhelming
When the wind blows and the flowers dance
Their multihued...

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Particles borne
from the entropic; the eventual.
The inevitable death
brings life.

Annihilation is not death,
death rides a continuum.
A wave always knows it is the water,
it rises and then ceases; continuation.

The loss of life can be 
such pain, such tragedy.
But it does not have to be,
If one thinks of...

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You left too soon
To live by the moon
To dine with the sun
And smile with the morn
Am left now, with double heart
I know you left by me, your heart
I have now, double feelings
I have now, double emotions
Two voices, to enhance my screaming
And I'll accept that, and...

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You died too young

Your angels’ voice

Your deep deep sorrow

Don’t you know how I need you?


You left too soon
Your wicked heart
Your drunk drunk love
Don’t you know how I need you?

You are from the black gold era
Black is for your melancholy
Gold is for your inexpressible soul

You said...

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Southside Sunset
Poverty stricken pink, purple, orange incognito 
After chasing down the poor paleta man and taking his stock of Paletas de Limon
The Fantastic Four, always together
grabbed up their baseball bats and mitts
And left me,
“Stupid Girl”
To play tea and dollies, girly follies
“Hey, HEY! Wait for me!
I...

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