My Heart Is An Open Book Poems - Poems about My Heart Is An Open Book

...I do not search in the written pages of love, nor in the films dancing on screens, not that I bear any hidden burden against the longing that illuminates souls, even I, a traveler through the world......

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...In the forgotten corners of the country side, where shadows dance, A homeless poet, wandering with words, in a sorrowful trance, No home to shelter, just the moon as a friend, Whispering sec......

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...My poetry is a blessing and I’m glad I have this gift It enables my mind to find words so swift I must keep creating and release my thoughts to you As each message is intended to convey something ......

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...Here I am, Standing at the alter Where I plead my case and express my guilt. I confess, My emotions were torn and my heart was buried within his ashes. My furious wrath broke him. I am guilty, ......

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...I lived a life I am not so proud I use to follow with the crowd I drank, I smoked, I slept around I never knew where love was found I searched and searched for love for me In places love can......

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...7/24/12 --------------------------------------------------- I stand over you and stare There is nothing to read—nothing there I want to hold you in my arms But I lack the eloquence—I lack th......

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...I can not hide who I am inside. My heart is an open book for all to read. My soul is a whisper in the breeze. When I am down and need a way out I grab my pen and let it out. writing gets ......

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...her heart is an open book, pages torn and frayed, tossed round so carelessly, beaten up and played. If a bandage could cure the hurt, if actions didn't sting, those pages might not fade awa......

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...The Tree If my heart was an open book, What a story it would tell. Been played so many times, You’d think you’d know it well. If a smile could hide the pain, One would think that I was......

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...A whisper on the morning breeze to take my breath away a love that brings me to my knees as I awake each day. One touch to show the love divine, the love of you and me, a dream that’s caught ......

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