True. Poems - Poems about True.

there’s no true lovers but just lovers who never change so at this party morning we create a situation and you join...

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I know I messed things up But you chooses to be in a slump You had the chance to show up When I needed you to pick me up But you choose to break me up I gave all of me You have only seen the dim of me Ignored the worth of me Choose to take break from me You were clearly a...

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Then she appeared, like morning’s glow, Through pixel-light our truths would flow. I swore that love was just a game, She held my doubts without the shame. A year we spoke in midnight streams, Trading hope through fragile dreams. I gathered courage, soft but true, “To keep in touch—could that be you?” Two weeks passed, the silence thin, Then at 2 a.m., she pulled...

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By~Krish The wind arrived without warning its cold fingers lifted him like paper from my hands. He dissolved, like ink in water. The tulips crumbled into ash that danced away before it could touch the ground. The earth tilted beneath me and I fell. When my eyes opened, I was somewhere else. The sun was too bright, its heat warped by a crowd gathered in a trembling circle. At their center, a...

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When you say - "I sacrifice my needs for your needs." When you say - "I will put my work aside for your work." When you say - "I will leave all my dreams for you, You are my first priority." Then - My heart starts beating very fast and you come closer to me. Then - I can see my picture in your eyes, In your...

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Times when I've run out of rope, out of second chances, out of hope, and I don't know what to do - I'm all alone and lost. I've been too harshly tossed. I'm drowning in a river, uncrossed. From Heaven, I hear you. Times in my life, I've been laid low, and hope is buried beneath snow - I can't see my...

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Love is not something that belongs only to a living soul. It could be anything your soul is tied to. Neither human nor god, but something you chose above them both— that is what love truly is. You look at it and know you cannot live without it. It is not a person, nor devotion. That is love....

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I saw him as I entered the city gates— a man clothed not in robes, but in a strong green light. His presence bent the air. Birds above broke into sudden song. A cool wind swept the dust from the streets. The city had known no rain for three years. Yet when his foot touched the ground, soft rain began to fall, as...

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Love is like time, it moves and has its own space and rhyme, like the pieces are all over the universe, making us look for our love in the stars above. The universe has sent us here in this place and time, to watch as we move in this time. Maybe to see if we...

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Unlike a Spurgeon, I by dull words unfold The limits of my Sarah's love for me, But I realize that the rot and stink and mold Are all within my mind, beneath my See. There is no other person who can love For me. It is my duty and my joy. It is the Truth that True Love is made...

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I've finally reached it What I'll call the end A volume of poems For my special friend A thousand that took me Three years to construe And all of these poems Were always for you To be continued......

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A cabin in Tennessee A chalet on Lake Annecy Sunsets in colors so bright A wood stove that's nice and warm During those big snowstorms Loving you all through the night Pink sands and turquoise seas Baccarat on the breeze Holding hands, stealing a kiss Art museums, living dreams Behind you inside moonbeams Klimt made a painting like this Always your troubadour Always, forevermore Always...

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I'll be waiting quietly Back behind the scenes In case, perhaps it's meant to be That we live out those dreams I'll still be up most half the night Thinking hard and long And in my mind 'twill in my sight See Bluebird singing songs Reading books I think you'd like Each year one more in sum Talking to you while...

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There's a plaque at number 1-0-5 'Twill be there for some years And anyone who looks at it Will just see what appears But they won't know the meaning What lies behind the word All they'll see when reading it Is simply this, "Bluebird" A testament to something? A nickname for someone? No one will have an inkling They'll just think it's fun But two...

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