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Poet

I could write a book about the things I see in your eyes 
I could craft sonnets about the way you look under night skies
You said you liked poetry that one time 
I’m not good at most things but for you I would try 

I could be a poet only for you
I could write forever with you as my muse 
If you wanted to fly I’d make you wings 
Then I’d make another pair so I could fly too 

I could be an artist just so I can paint your hues 
I could capture your brightest yellows and blues 
The museums would be lucky to display such a masterpiece 
Even if they only lived here I would never cease 

I could be a singer so we have something to listen to for a while
I could be a dancer for the chance to maybe earn your smile 
If my days end tomorrow then I’d still listen to you 
Anything you say I’d live to make true 

I could be a poet
But only for you

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Ocean’s Past

Sitting at the shore 
Water at my toes 
Thinking of more 
Drowning in woes 

The rocks over there 
Is where sat together 
It’s where we would share 
No matter the weather 

That firepit was our kitchen 
You would sing songs 
And I would listen 
But not for long 

You collected shells 
And then put them back 
I knew your tells 
You didn’t want the sea to lack 

The sunset I see now 
Outlined by waves 
Is much like when you wondered how 
We’d love till our graves 

I close my eyes 
I hear the birds and your voice
I tell myself lies 
That we ever had a choice

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Tassels

Christmas morning at seven years old 
Separated from the other gifts it was 
It looks different now that it’s sold 
To me, worth mountains in gold 

That one hill we made a racetrack 
Before we counted all that we lacked 
We had our own cars, our own lore
Only two wheels instead of four 

Back when my bike still had tassels
Oh, Way back, way back, way back
Way back when days weren’t a hassle
I wish I could ride forever 
If fate hadn’t pushed that lever 
But I’ll always remember 
When my bike had tassels

Parked by the tree house, turned into a greenhouse 
My heart was full 
Going through trails, picking up lost snails
Never ever dull

And if I didn’t appreciate 
Let me now open the gate 
Outside world I now hate 
It’ll never be the same 

Back when my bike still had tassels
Oh, Way back, way back, way back
Way back when days weren’t a hassle
I wish I could ride forever 
If fate hadn’t pushed that lever 
But I’ll always remember 
When my bike had tassels

Tired never tired of carrying us around 
No more glitter, instead just withered 
Memories kept us alive 
Back when we used to ride 

Oh up and down, up and down
(The hills) 
Way back when, way back when
(We rode) 
It kind of gives, kind of gives
(Me chills)

Back when my bike still had tassels
Oh, Way back, way back, way back
Way back when days weren’t a hassle
I wish I could ride forever 
If fate hadn’t pushed that lever 
But I’ll always remember 
When my bike had tassels

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My Park Bench

I think I’ll sit here a while
The ground could vanish 
Say something outlandish
And I’d stay right here
And not move a muscle
This is my bench
It’s perfectly crafted
Devoid of any stench
I made it myself
 Catered to me
It’s quiet and peaceful
Or at least it seems to be
The wood is all mine
I can trace with my finger
All the little lines of age
I’m glued to this bench
Is what I will tell you
When they ask me for something
Give me a task to do 
I’ll stay right here
Until the day starts anew

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Perception

Perception is the cage in which I’m stuck in daily
My being is a double sided mirror, the thoughts of others are on the other  side just barely out of my grasp
I don’t mean to be so over analyzing 
Wait.
Do you think I’m over analyzing?
Do you think I’m chill or too anxious or weird?
If you could describe me in five words what would it be?
What do you say about me behind closed doors?
What was your first impression of me?
I’m doing it again aren’t I?
The key to the cage is on the ground precisely five feet away from me.
The bars are vastly far apart. 
I could slip out of the cage if I wanted to.
But would they think I don’t care enough to stay in the cage? 
That I’m taking the easy way out by slipping between the cracks?
Nevermind.
I think I’ll just stay in here
Unless you’d rather I not.

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Shoes

To live a thousand lives through the eyes of others
A gift that often goes forgotten
The soul of another
Person that is not me
Or you or she
The tallest giraffe or the smallest bee
The shoes of a neighbor can walk forever 
You’d never know the distance until
Much much later 
Is the moment where we sit down and ponder
If I had those shoes might i have wandered
As far as the original owner did go 
Or would I have stopped, hopped to and fro
You can never truly ever know
If the person beside you
 has climbed a mountain in the same shoes of the one you confide in
The soles might be gone, the shoelaces 
All dirty for they have donned these shoes
For years upon years
You would know that if you only opened up your ears
To hear and to listen or maybe to feel
The contents of their person 
That may be like you 
Or not at all
Maybe the wall in your thinking 
Is a simple diversion
Your shoes are too new, too shiny 
To see through the bubble in which you exist
To live a thousand lives  through the eyes of others
Is a gift that sits in the back of our mind
If only we spared a thought to remind

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Looking Glass

L-Longing 
O-Other Side
O-Or Other Universe
K- Kill The Lingering Hope
I- Inside My Lost Life
N- Not Forgotten
G-Gone All The Same

G- Grasping At Air
L- Living With Regret
A- All Behind The Looking Glass
S- Silence As I Walk Past
S- Sorrowful Thoughts

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Parallel

There’s a scrapbook I look back on
Every once in a while
When I’m in a reminiscing mood
It always seems to make me smile

Pictures of us, of you
With disposable cameras
We bought in surplus
I’d like to think you look back on it too

Oh, how could anything ever be a waste of time
Is loving our time together such an awful crime
A dream that i had where you were the one for me
Is no longer alive, that I can clearly see

Cuz maybe we were 
Just parallel lines
Wrong person wrong time
Destined to meet once but never again, so very sad 

Parallel lines 
Never intertwined 
I say I’m okay with it, cuz what else am i supposed to do without you

Sometimes I think i see your face 
In the gluten free aisle
Because Of course i know that about you
I was so happy then,
Tragically I didn’t have a clue
What’s to be will be
But why couldn’t it be me for you

I sewed the hole in your favorite pants
It made you happy, 
and that was my favorite kind of romance
When it felt easy
Sonnently pleasing
Two puzzle pieces 
When they fit just right
Seemed like it ended before day turned into night 

Cuz maybe we were
Parallel lines
Wrong person wrong time
Destined to meet once but never again, so very  sad
Parallel lines
Never intertwined 
I say I’m okay with it, cuz what else am I supposed to do without you 

Reading between the (lines)
Fine (lines)
Punch (lines)
Dead (lines)
Life (lines)
On (line)
Off (line)
Never the right time

In my head
We’re intersecting
In my dreams
We never parted
But reality is taking over 
Life is not my four leafed clover 

Cuz maybe we were
Parallel lines
Wrong person wrong time
Destined to meet once, but never again how very sad
Parallel lines
Never intertwined 
I say that I’m okay with it, cuz what else am I supposed to do without you

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Please

Please whoever’s out there
Let my soul be forever tainted
With the sorrows of my yesterdays
And the worries of my tomorrows
If I said I wished for certainty 
I know it’d be a lie
Because certainty is the thief of the spark that makes me try 
And when it’s already so weak and close to extinction 
I pray to the stars alone that it only keeps on breathing 
Without fire we are nothing, without purpose we are restless
We’d spend our days alone with the word that is unless
And if I’m ever content with the greys of my periphery 
Please give me something else in the distance that will sing to me
My peace is my unknowingly,anxious,hungry way of viewing 
And if my eyes no longer understand then please whoever’s out there
Remind me

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Misty

Misty
I have a couple invitations 
To the same old soirée
Would you believe me if I said
It’s not until May
But I’m already planning 
On drifting far away

I’m like mist, simply moonkissed, Irish goodbyeing my way around the world
I’m like mist, I won’t be missed, saving my time for an empty guest list 
I’m like mist

345, I’ve never felt so alive
Walk right through me, Idon’t mind truly

There but not really, no impact if I fall
Wouldn’t have the gall to step out of place or show my face in this awful overcrowded place

I’m like mist, simply moonkissed,Irish goodbyeing my way around the world
I’m like mist, I won’t be missed, saving my time for an empty guest list
Im like mist

My own bliss 
Right here 
Staying near
To no one 
Is my own kind of fun

Making a list
Of everyone 
Who will notice 
Checking it once 
Checking twice 
Have to be concise
For fear of stumbling 

Misty misty 
They won’t miss me miss me
In their dreams their dreams 
Maybe tomorrow 
But we all know 

I’m  like mist, simply moonkissed,Irish goodbyeing my way around the world
I’m like mist, I won’t be missed, saving my time for an empty guest list
Im like mist mist

Best Poems Written by Ava Virgilio

Poet

Ocean’s Past

Tassels

My Park Bench

Perception

Shoes

Looking Glass

Parallel

Please

Misty

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