Forget Poems - Poems about Forget

...So you couldn't be that unimportant for me, could you? "You know, I loved you in the past, I was so cringe, time flew so fast." I heard him say, as he could rest, After years of trials, he fe......Read the rest...

...To my Cousine I never forget you, you were a real friend In my life a diamond, a hard man, and so kind A soul of life, relative of the life, part of life Your life and your heart were your ki......Read the rest...

...Tormented by the flashback of regret Holding onto indelible memories Vivid events of how we first met Daydreaming of all the possibilities My love for you is undeniably deep Wishing, I had t......Read the rest...

...neither cleanliness nor godliness do I abide rather yours truly doth thrive on keeping the ethos, mythos, and pathos of Pigpen alive subjected to eternal abomination, brutalization, condemnatio......Read the rest...

...I never understood the sentiment: “Attention is attention even it's bad” Until now I spill your gearfull hourglasses better than anyone can And you still don't recognize who I am You weren'......Read the rest...

...I sit alone, and meditate. I think of kin, I dare to hate. I think of things, that I have done. I think of people, we live among. I think of deeds, that shame my soul. I think of sins, I......Read the rest...

...1.) Slept most of my life Forget the stress The best kind of strife is the kind kept repressed Every guy just gotta accept we’re inclined to becoming depressed You’ll never cry Except if y......Read the rest...

...When I was a young man, I could easily recall, A beautifully bold and vivid tapestry, hanging on a wall. It told of a great story, with chapters in history, As if woven by skillful hands, ......Read the rest...

...In the twilight of thought, where shadows whisper tales to the wandering mind, Without poets, without artists, the world would dissolve into chaos, A universe stripped of its seasons, its civilizat......Read the rest...

... Though I long to be perfect, So that God will see… How much I love and respect, When I fall on my knee. Though my heart is frail, And my failures so very real, I know a God ......Read the rest...

...If you could see beyond the skin, to all my trauma, buried deep within, you'd be in awe; I still manage to grin. I struggle with sleep; some days I can't eat, left feeling empty, dead on m......Read the rest...

...I have an idea for a poem, a collection maybe of all-encompassing rhymes that satisfy each emotion, separately and together. Once it's finished no one will need to write a poem again. Ther......Read the rest...

...I am an Indian I am a Hungarian, but I am an Indian, just loving of wood, getting a try of good I am white, but can’t be my kind, loving good, can’t you be on me a loving good Drop my love Ge......Read the rest...

...She wonders. If I did. Forget the dishes, dishes, dishes. There are sharp knives, that get sharper. Dirty water. It’s always Tuesday when I get cuts on my fingers. We never have bandages, I don......Read the rest...

...I just loved I just loved, just loved, and loved. And loved Need a God in my life, can’t be my life’s kind If my life is a problem, let me lose that, cross the time Forget my problem, get me ......Read the rest...