You Tell Me Poems - Poems about You Tell Me

You tell me “I am too much,” as if your heart were a forbidden place, locked away, As if feeling deeply were a wound that refuses to close beneath the vast sky. But, darling, I crave the storm in you, the tempest hidden within your secret chest, That wild, unbridled surge of emotions no one else dares to...

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In case you’d like a test that doesn't always rhyme Is the opposite of ‘protest’~ ‘contest’ ...

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You came into my life You didn't ask so much of me. You're the one giving out I'm the one taking in You came into my life Expecting nothing from me. You're the one letting it out I'm the one keeping it in One day you left me Without saying a word. I looked for more of me Without you on board One night you came back And...

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A MYSTIC’S VERSE-2, ”Questions” How shall I see you in heaven? Do you glow? As the creator and temple of love, Do you stand in unparalleled radiance? Is there a glimmering of your aura? Does your knowing all truth Put a sparkle in your eyes? Do the flames of your purifying fire Leap up? And May we hear Their snapping sparks? Does music...

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Oh, yes, the hard, sad loss, the ever-aching desire! We're all left lost tired and wanton, burning within-but oh yes we all will rise up; greater before these days! This is all promised because of these treasures, verity our hope our chance-these faithful whispers all offered to us by our Creator! Yes, these brilliant opportunities...

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You don't see what I see or what goes on in my head, so how can you tell me that the sky is not red? You can't feel my passion, eternal flame in my heart, so how can you tell me from my pain won't come art? You can't listen to my soul or the melodies it sings, so how can you tell me that I...

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A father tends to his children's fears with sweet kisses while drying their tears. And his hug embraces them with love, prizing each as a gift from above. Can you tell me of a father's kiss? A lover acknowledges your past pain, supporting you as you smile again. And desire brews an erotic scent as sweat drops and sexy thoughts ferment. Can you tell...

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Drunken slurs Vacant stares More broken glass Wishing this was the past Slammed against the wall Bloody, broken, and bruised Dying Bloody, broken, and bruised Dead...

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“What You Tell Me ” © 2003 Michelle Lynn LeBlanc You tell me that I’m beautiful You tell me you love me so You tell me I need to trust you In order for me to grow You tell me I need to open You tell me I need people's love You tell me that I’m precious And that I'm one you're proud of Yet,...

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YOU TELL ME I cannot be there the way you say cobalt expanse littered with bright shock a stranger here with a pen as sex fills the air humid humility many of my lovers taken down kissed by crimson roses that have exalted without crown I have no lover just a pen yet I am told by millions I am adored but… no one calls so I return to you chasing down an endless storm you tell me what direction to go… © Kim van Breda...

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Sonnet: Can you tell me why?~ (English sonnet) Can you tell me why babies everywhere die? Can you tell me why this world feeds from hate? Can you tell me why we all have to cry? Can you tell me why some can’t find a mate? Can you tell me why sorrow conquers laughter? Can...

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It was a very serious accident one which nearly killed her But even as things went they would never be like they were As in a coma she would lay being kept alive by a machine By her side they would pray and toward her ear would lean So many days would go past with not even one single...

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Can you tell me why I feel so upset? Can you tell me that you have no regrets? Can you tell me why I’m emotional, Can you tell me anything at all? Can you tell me what I’m doing wrong? Why is the day taking so long? I wanna know why I feel this way, I wanna know why people cant change. Why...

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If you tell me you love me... Love me not for the color of my eyes, But for the way they speak- Love me not for my lips, not for my smile; Love me for the all the things I smile for- Love me not because I create art, But because what I create is art to you- Love me not because...

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