Boyfriend Poems Poems

(a story in trochaic tetrameter)

Even a Prince must bend his knee
to the lass who has won his heart.
“Please be my bride, stay by my side
forever...

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Why should I tolerate?

You should tolerate
when the girl you loved hugs you.
You can’t breathe.
But respired the heat.

You should tolerate
when the boy you loved holds your...

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It was a day unlike any other before, 
The day I wasn't alone anymore. 
A beautiful day, the sun in the sky,
The day I vowed...

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As the morning mist turns in to dew,
I often sit and think of you.
I remember your smile, I remember your touch,
It makes me miss you...

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Quote By Poet "Life is filled with hurts.                 ...

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I heard them say~love is blind,                   ...

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“You don’t indulge in much self-reflection, do you?” Peter asked me.
“Are you asking about that time in Reno I shot a man just to watch...

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Photograph 3: Rain

Dancing in the rain
umbrellas twirl, not a care
Chilly rain dampened hair
Clothes cling suggestively to the skin
Under dark skies, lightning flickers
Flashes, distant rumbling echo

Dancing...

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oblivious

we are oblivious to it all, the death, the lies, the cries of nature and spirits among mankind, powerful sweet repose we will regret our...

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Separation can be the death of a loving relationship, 
but can resurrection come too? 
Can one give a reprieve from
Braking bonds that bind. 

Threads that...

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Enjoying myself, in a deserted world
Strolling down, unchaperoned.

Ran into someone, 
Who knew he would be my heaven.
Eyes locked, piercing eachother's soul.
When realization hitted, sorrys are...

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When I was young,                                           ...

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bad, bad headaches,

how do you know if it’s not the trauma packed?

he moves his head from right to left

as his stiff neck makes a gentle

click...

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In early eighteen-forty-four,
In Cornwall’s heart; on Bodmin Moor,
Charlotte Dymond, a young farm maid,
Had her throat slit with a steel blade,
She crossed fast streams and deadly...

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PEOPLE with eating disorders are “allowed” to keep their identity secret. You’re not allowed to be a person.
You are simply “a stomach that ate.”
Everyone who...

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