Reread Poems - Poems about Reread

...They call you my ex— like you were just another chapter, just another name to forget. But how do I forget the girl who made forever feel real? You weren’t my past. You were my present, my al......

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...To live in the past must be scary a bit Like you open the novel you’ve read And it’s not quite the same what now you reread What you have thought, felt and said Seems distorted by memory, you ask......

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...In a corner of the world, under an ink-colored sky, where the earth breathes of old and longing, Lies the country once called Romania, under the shadow of a silent and ruthless siege, The cloud of ......

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...After the lie, truth is a gamble, A shattered glass from which my thirst longs to drink, I know the edges of the heart can be cut, Yet still, I seek sincerity as if it's a treasure. Ask me why tr......

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...You're my obsession, and that is true, A vivid dream painted vividly, got me trippin' in my heart. Your body, so elegant, stunning, and gracefully in every way, With abs that stretch endlessly, be......

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...ANSWER: I'll be your loving Gilbert And you'll be Anne to me I'll build for us a gabled house Like those in Avonlea I'll court you like in old times I'll play for you and croon We'll marv......

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...Writing my first Sonnet was like a pregnancy. I knew I wanted to give birth to one and took on the parental responsibility knowing it wouldn't... or shouldn't take nine months. There'd been no m......

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...Judge me gently, as I am still a fledgling. I avoid the pompous, gaudy and bling. Swiftly simple suffice setting styles. Abandoning artists amorous aisles. Fingertips searching for contrite mea......

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...After reading YOUR poems What can I sandy say Not that I’m so bad But you guys are so great You may or may not research Yet your words flow like lyric Flying my spirit like black bird Each t......

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...To my beloved, when the language of romance fades into rivulets rippling with reddish rage… Before your petal like nature withers in the subsequent storm, remember…. In my loneliness......

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...I like leftovers, especially when it comes to soup. Brought back by popular demand. They say that soup is better after it sits for a few days. Stewing in its juices, mixing time with truths. ......

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...You're my poem My consummate rhyme And I could reread you Time after time Flowing in meter Perfect in sync Inscribed on my heart In indelible ink......

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...You forgot my intonation, and my smile What’s behind it, wasn’t of your concern Maybe you did not appreciate my style Knowing that I have a lot to learn Out of sight, then out of mind and heart ......

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...Among the shadows of people, I stumble incessantly, Invisible among their walls of noises and living shades. My thoughts are colorful butterflies that find no understanding, Words - echoes crashin......

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...Matthew 21:2-7 King James Version 2 Saying unto them, Go into the village over against you, and straightway ye shall find an ass tied, and a colt with her: loose them, and bring them unto me. Re......

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