Love Society Poems - Poems about Love Society

chivalry ~ a fine art gone extinct AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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He doesn’t trust me. I told him the truth. He doesn’t care that I told the truth, he believes them. He thinks that I lied. His eyes have nothing but hate and darkness in them. His body stones there's no warmth in his lip. He is blinded by the words that never existed. I tell...

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Within a chosen realm, Empty, yet occupied by many a mind Stacked upon the next, as chaos forebode, They’ve left their very own bodies behind. In there, they’re Theirs, The Them, whose glimpse the gospel pined. Stacked upon the next, in order by code, Their there, where they’re confined. As if, as if, They’re there, Yet neither hitherto here nor hither...

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Ledger of Love In the dim-lit chambers of the Victorian home, Resides a wife, her heart a silent tome. Once, love’s flame burned bright within her breast, But now a thin whisp, a ghostly jest. Her gaze averts from her husband’s weathered face, As she tends to her duties with an air of grace. Yet within her heart, no ember of affection...

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They said, "Fake it till you make it". I faked my life, I faked my soul, I faked it all the being of my being. She said, "Just try little harder" I tried it till I was numb, I tried it till I was dumb, I tried it all for the sake of trying. He said, "It's enough, I am done". I was done, Finally, done from it...

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Lord show us the way That we can best celebrate your day, Should it be fun For all of us to feel as one? Or should we be sad Knowing that we may at times have been a little bad? May we please drink, So that into depression we do not now sink, Aware of course That too much imbibed turns our chatter into...

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There’s thousands of puzzles that have never been solved and never will be Please excuse my OCD as it floods my brain completely I’m a man of cold hard evidence As I’ll be sure to fax you all my fax complete receipts As they continuing printing “Follow me, I can give you answers you...

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In the mirror of this world I see a face that is not my own A stranger,dripping tears of blood And cast with impunity to the very depths of hell Dwelling in the haunted shadows Cursed to wander this accursed world alone Forbidden to love,hate a name to be embraced Lest you fall asunder in the bosom of a friend The horrors of...

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"Thursday’s Windows" the view from the other side open wide watching other stories unfold write their worlds upside down their concert sung to mirrors none fair of face and most, far to go (LadyLabyrinth / 2023) “Monday's child is fair of face, Tuesday's child is full of grace. Wednesday's child is full of woe, Thursday's child has far to go. Friday's child is loving and giving, Saturday's...

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We are the only bonds of pleasure We drink a cup of wine at night A slave in the illusion, in the illusion of our pleasure Don't think otherwise, don't have a heart Alone in the night of the rush of dreams Steps slowly in the dark Bring your imagination with us We are the only chains of pleasure in illusion and...

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I had the strangest of dreams They happend in the land overseas Usually called the land of the free Even though I have never been There were familiar people and daddy issues My father tried to pick some prostitutes Then puked on my bed In real life he is a strong christian Familiar sins , disorders, secrets...

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You can take love to the store~ that's nice, but the cashier will say kindly, that I need a bit more... You can take love to the bank, and the teller will say, that's nice but not a deposit, dear, to be quite frank... One takes love to the Altar: I also do, but two years latter the relationship may be thoroughly through... for in the scheme of...

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I wish heaven had visiting hours I'd carry a beer or two And some meat to go Cause I know my grandpa's would love that I'd seat with them and let them just talk For I'd love to hear how they were For to me they were but stories Cause I never got to see them, long gone before I was...

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Democracy is about freedom of speech Anarchy is, without a doubt, the opposite Of democracy, liberty and freedom to wish To hope, to dream and to confront defeat. Brothers, sisters, express ourselves as we wish Never, never be afraid or fearless to tell the truth If possible or reasonable, go on the summit of the roof To tell it like it is,...

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(Cinderella is the protagonist of the 1697 fairytale by Charles Perrault. The whimsical tale is later told in 1812 by the Grimm brothers.) “Why, if it isn’t my dear Cinderella, That twinkle in your eyes, still bright as your ballroom days, In your smile I still see the sweetness of Nutella, And in your glow some golden summer rays.” “How...

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