Short Lost Poems
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Everyone has
No one can touch
Tears
In the distance
Forever lost
In a world of pain
Floating endlessly
Morning’s golden
Dawning
Kisses my wings
As I fly
To the sky
Looking for you
Instead, I found
Half moon
Aloft
Take the moment, then, my heart and home
Take it and be gone.
Leave me rising dust and memories
To kill me when alone.
Searching for thy bright sun
seeing a dimly lit star
Look away in remembrance
Of a once burning flame
Feeling abandoned
Your enforced expectations
Got you entangled
In selfish desires to mold
Their existence to your own
my face is a a trace
of drop i cryed a lot
when you went away
right to day
come from heaven above
these are
TEARS OF LOVE
Leaving
Staying
Coming
Going
Love ever leaving a staying heart
is hurt coming from going love's start
Leave me alone
Take your heart of stone
And go
You broke me
All I had to give
Wasn't enough
Just go
Leave me alone
A man in a dream called once his wife
By another women's name.
What can I say? He lost his life
In bed, without pain .
Almost yours
Almost together
Almost in love
Almost forever
Almost worthwhile
Almost a fit
Almost tried
Almost quit
I
day of promise
day of deceit
will we advance, retreat?
II
the reason, a door
Hers, Mine, ours -
Open or closed
lost every notion of life's cosmic rhythms
atrophied links with nature
blind deaf marionettes
AP: 3rd place 2021
For you, I'll keep lit up
the pathway to my heart
so you can find
your way back home to me
AP: 3rd place 2026
The Endymion to my Selene, as he was always so endearing.
Even to this day, in my world of dreams, he is still haunting.
He had great disdain for her
Enough to eliminate
The soft parts of her
He never associated the bones
To the pale girl
Some never hear
the past whisper goodbye
Till perfidy shouts
— and destiny cries
(The New Room: October, 2025)
I love not
That I ought
For I sought
What I had fought.
I hate aught
That I should not
For I forgot
What I besot.
You don't know
what you do to me
I stare
and I hope
that it will be ok
I don't want to be
washed away
by the waves
Awake from a dream about gangsters
it’s Friday morning, I’ve slept in
it doesn’t really matter
now I’ll dream about her
Crushed faces
Shattered hearts
Lifeless inside
Now apart
Joy became hatred
Love destroyed
He's gone
And left a void
Form:
Love?
Forever disgraced.
Imagined love drenched in pain
Leaves a lost soul dry.
© Dane Smith-Johnsen
May 20, 2010
Rushing to nowhere
The dead are lowest on time
For eternity
Self-condemned to walk empty
Though life works differently
the broken voice
in only dreams
sings
lifted safely
on unconscious
wings
of joy and love
it can speak these
things
Form:
I'm sorry
For all
The times
I said no.
I'm sorry
That this
Is how
It is.
When we are together
The world is young.
Behind friendly smile and bright eyes are scars
left by raw pain and sorrow
Heart broken when love died
Seren Roberts