Hope Lost Poems

My love is a black hole,
silent, vast, misunderstood.
It doesn’t explode. It swallows.
Soft things. Sharp things.
Every memory. Every maybe.

I give and give and still it spins,
pulling...

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I don't love you

We can say I don't know you
We can say I haven't given you a chance
We can say that maybe love will grow...

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I used to think heartbreak missed girls like me,
the ones who waited, who stayed soft and sure.
For years I prayed, “Lord, guard this fragile heart,”
believing...

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I didn’t want to light the flame,
But damn, you handed me the match.
We played a bitter little game—
Now neither one can scratch the scratch.

I offered...

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 On Kensington Avenue, many lose their souls
 Drugs have consumed them, and they've lost control
 They are walking like zombies in search of a...

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On a dusky evening long time ago,
When shadows huddled at every corner, 
When rain had gone and birds had roosted,
You held me close and whispered...

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As he gently pressed his lips against her photograph
His one last hope; to see her once again
A tear ran down his cheek as he spoke...

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Like a storm trapped in her chest
she moved in circles
footsteps restless
heart pounding louder than thought.

She had lived inside a lie
vowed to love through anything
clung to...

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Amid the fire of twilight sun
I wish I knew my way
horizon’s char and moonlight’s shun
has ashed my hope   I pray

for dark cloud constellation...

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Love, is not a moderate image to paint !
I have tread a serene parks walk with colourful abundant trees and beauteous scenes
Yet Love  :
“let...

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With smiles they waved goodbye
barefoot on the soil that raised them
carrying nothing but names
and the weight of dreams too heavy for home.

They spoke of Europe
like...

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I read through my old poems
And my heartbreak is just words
I can’t even remember what I felt for you
Or why i was so desperate to...

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I once lost my thought on the paths of time, like a wandering cloud in the ever-changing sky,
but I found it chained between the pages...

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Pains are supposed lifetime teachers,
Teachers that connect mind to soul.
Soul, mind connects unto preachers,
Towards time... life lessons made whole.

Pains are pieces of peaceful storm...
Comfort's steeze...

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My name's ANGIE, are you listening?
I grew up listening to that group called Rolling Stones
I was told you're wasting your time by dreaming
They never knew...

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