Best Maybe Tomorrow Poems

Now I'm here, fighting my own demons.
Tell can you see them, with their eyes burning so red.
My hands are weak from breaking all the molds.
I've...

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sometimes, I am sleepwalking through life
disconnected
stumbling
not fully awake    lost and confused
I feel, I am not with the living
I tell myself,  "wake...

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Nobody's home
I'm not here
unavailable
  for visitors' cheer

Not right now
I'm not in the mood
Give me some space
  All emotion subdued

Come back later
or maybe tomorrow
I've...

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I decided to turn around this morning,
stop spooning away the day 
Forget about mother nature, 
look much deeper into the grey
I could see late night...

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~ Punished~
                       ...

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The carcass of my subliminal words echo through smoke filled corridors... it is an intricate dance where the subjective yearning of broken hearts and confused...

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Mirror of Memories

On my brown bedroom wall hangs an old misty mirror,
with a ghostly reflection staring vacantly back at me.
It’s taunting me and I don’t...

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*Author's note. This one was inspired by some lovely yet sad pics by the artist destinyblue. This was very sad and emotional for me to...

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I loved you
from the first moment I saw you
running on the playground grass
Michelle
I raced over and grabbed your hand,
when I saw you had tripped and...

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As i stare at this paper
empty,without words
it waits for me to write
so my feelings can be heard
inspiration came often
when we were together
words flowed freely
my pen
light...

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Feelings
expressed in words of endearment
A cheek stroking breeze on a hot Summer day
Cool of tile floor to walking bare feet
The squeeze of a hand.
A quick...

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why will men fight and suffer to advance the interests of their masters, who fling them aside when they have no further use for them?

Arthur...

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I Am…

Woman – give me life to nurture
Wife – give me two lives made one
Singer – give me arias of symphonies
Poet – give me words...

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A Soul grown cold repenting for the lies to come,
lays cast in addiction laced stains of anguished fantasies.
With a tortured logic knowing the only way...

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Anytime I want to… 

So you think all I can write is romantic poetry,
well that is not the case I can assure you
I can write...

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