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Nestor Sanabria Poem
If i could take it back
i would
but honestly i don't know if i should
i wish i could take it back..
so that the tears of the beast wouldn't fall
so that on my phone i wouldn't get the call
that said its over
its over
love never found
mysterious like leaves of 4 on the clover
the soft touch from the hand that.
was there but never existed
the whispers of love never heard
face of an angel not seen
its over
silent scream
the contract of love is over
a heart split in two
never ending nightmare
from this broken heart
it forever bleeds
cuz i loved you from the start
that call that said its over
ended me
Copyright © Nestor Sanabria | Year Posted 2011
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Nestor Sanabria Poem
I love you
with this thing in my heart that beats red
with my mind i memorize all the words said
I'm mesmorized with the thought of you in my head
i love you
so much that this thing in my chest
skips a beat when we kiss
heart full of happiness
i wonder silently to myself
what did i do to deserve this
this angel sent from above
with my arms around you in a hug
i whisper in your ear
that i love...
you
Copyright © Nestor Sanabria | Year Posted 2011
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Nestor Sanabria Poem
you left me
took away all that was happiness
you left the heart of the beast
out the window it went
all the words and all the love
I do...
sadly turned to did
as you left me
you took everything
plans of an unborn kid
the contract of love
in which we signed our name
you broke into pieces
like this shattered heart of mine
you left behind
i remember that word
it sticks to my mind
"Forever"
but forever was just a dream
of two young kids when we were sixteen
five years later it turned into a nightmare
the promises that once were bound tight with a pinky
were quickly broken
as if they ment nothing
you once told me
"bad things happen when you brake these"
so as you walked away
you didn't look back..
but i kept watching
until over the horizon you went
hoping you would turn around
but kept walking is what you did
and this once emotional bliss
is no more
as i sit here in silence and remember all this
all the times we smiled
all the happiness
i wonder if you even remember our first kiss?
tears hit the paper as i think back
i lost you
my life, my angel
i guess i have to face the facts
with two words
five years together ended
i relied on the luck from the
four leafed clover
but you were done with me
see i remember now
the day you said
"its over"
Copyright © Nestor Sanabria | Year Posted 2011
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Nestor Sanabria Poem
He found himself pacing back n fourth in his empty house as if looking for something he had lost. The only sound heard was that of the freezer re filling the ice cubes and the dripping tap he kept forgetting to shut off. he slowly made his way to his dark brown leather chair, sat and began to sip on the half glass of flat cola. He sat their wondering to himself why the sound of silenced sounded so loud, and why being surrounded with people felt so lonely. He wrote this Poem:
Surrounded by all the ones who I love
But still I find myself alone
What does his mean
What does this mean
I was never the kindest soul
But jumped at the opportunity to help
But just as he finished that verse, he felt the urge to do something he could never take back. He reached for the hidden handgun he kept in a secret drawer in the coffee table, and without a warning or a letter to leave behind he shot.
Copyright © Nestor Sanabria | Year Posted 2012
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Nestor Sanabria Poem
I came late to the love of the one who doesn't exist
she owns my heart with an emotional bliss
she stole my heart with that
first kiss
and from that day on i felt
hopeless
this is to the one i love
but i don't know
my heart broke when you
walked out the door
Copyright © Nestor Sanabria | Year Posted 2011
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Nestor Sanabria Poem
It drips red
like the gel from this ink pen
my heart it drips red
ever since the day you left it behind
that broken heart
that is taped back together
drips red
lost love that causes this heart to shatter
words that were said don't matter
no matter what?
what was the word we said?
forever?
always but never
It drips red
Copyright © Nestor Sanabria | Year Posted 2011
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Nestor Sanabria Poem
I came late to the love of the one who doesn't exist
she owns my heart with an emotional bliss
she stole my heart with that
first kiss
and from that day on i felt
hopeless
this is to the one i love
but i don't know
my heart broke when you
walked out the door
Copyright © Nestor Sanabria | Year Posted 2011
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