Outspoken Poems - Poems about Outspoken

There's an emptiness within me, a loneliness I can't appease, the days grow longer as I long for you I know it's out there somewhere, a love that can't wait to be shared, another heart that beats in the same tune and though my voice my be broken, my heart remains outspoken, you can't hear me but I'm calling...

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Your index is still in grip than your appendix. Your words are still in repulsion of mirror, consciously. It does kill, I think, both ways. indecision as a pill cutter and anti-cutter Three subjects wide ruled lines, even though ...

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I went from shy to outspoken I have Trixie to thank for it. Trixie was everything I wanted to be but was not. She was loud, proud; self-confidence oozed out of her in every direction. When we were in our early twenty's, Trixie was murdered. This darling, wonderful, everybody-wanted-to-be person was gone. Snuffed out by Devil-Only-Knows-Who. This is when I decided if...

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her sudden untimely death left her speechless ~ silence is golden Cliché: Cat got your tongue? January 5, 2018 Contest: Monoku 5: Cliché sponsor: Silent One...

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Thinking about you as usual and what we have, It feels good to have someone who has also removed the mask of insecurities and trust issues, someone who forgives your past mistakes and realize exactly what they have with you so it was fate that you two got together. I'm living a dream with you...

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Time tells secrets to a heart so small, Following our leaders to learn to stand tall. In my story I start with love, From a mother who cared before all else, far above, Caring for each child day to day, Holding a bigger picture unfolding into astray, As she became unhappy with her spouse, Keeping it to herself, so sly, so quiet,...

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Created from a distinct mold of, Is a counterfeit personality in me, Covering up how i really feel, Expertly Engineered by I, Me and Myself disagree, As aerial blueprints, Diagram my artificial front, I judge, Holding the truth in contempt, Slamming my gavel, Squeezing the last bit of life left, Out of honesty. The real Me and Myself, Leak out in smooth poetry, Metaphors of reality, Similies of confusion, They hide...

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Poetry must speak whether said by strong or meek Muses have their say...

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What will she say next? To turn a simple saying complex. What will she write this time? To change complexity into a vulgar crime? We want you to understand. They need to have freedom banned. For fear of impressionable minds. The youthful kinds. To keep them jaded. Freeing them from the torture that has been faded. It's still there. Hard and strong, unable to compare. Hidden beauty...

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