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Girls Need Affection: Guys Need Sex

Girls need affection 
Guys need sex
When a guy knows he’s not getting it
The warning bells scream next…
Girls think of the future
Guys hold onto “now”
I think the future scares them
So that “talk” they won’t allow 
Girls are more “emotional”
They express how they feel
Guys are more conserved
With you they can’t be real
When girls say that they love you
They mean just what they say
When a guy says he loves you
It’s just to make you stay
To girls sex= feelings
For guys no, not so much
For them it could be casual
Just want a girl to touch
Girls hold on to ex’s
It seems they can’t let go
Guys have called it logic
To move on with the flow
Girls are hurt by one guy
Then think they’re all the same
But guys, they often prove this
New guy, same hurtful game
In breakups loss is different
Both can feel upset and vex
Girls ‘cause their hearts are broken
Guys because there’s no more sex
Sex versus affection
The battle of the sexes
But both need each other
To reach life’s great apexes
So let’s agree on one thing
The word “need” is overused
There’s sex and there’s affection
I wonder what each sex will choose…

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Just a Minute With You

Your disconsolate hollow eyes continue to stare straight through me
Your mind has transformed loved ones into strangers
You see only a haze of people coming and going
Words whispered affect you not
Nothing spoken can affect the puzzle left unsolved in your mind
The missing pieces are designed to shut people out
And although I fail each day to recover the absent pieces
I Persist.
Each day your once colourful portrait grows dark with age and sorrow
Failed attempts to add a dash of yellow
Yet still I stay here waiting for the brief minute or so when you'll notice I’m here.
You'll smile innocently and ask me when I arrived.
I'll play along as I hold your hand and lie to protect you; 'I just got here Mom'
For a minute your colourful portrait peeks at me from its cobwebbed corner
But happiness is futile
You leave no sooner than you arrive
In my hand yours suddenly grows limp
Your smile retracts 
Your eyes grow hollow once more
And you no longer know who I am
Contemplations of leaving you alone cloud my psyche
My tattered soul is constantly frayed by the devastation caused by your lassitude.
Turning my back on you I only ever make it to the door; never once have I opened it
My fingers grasp the cold brass though I cannot turn the knob
Tears blur my vision and I return to my chair beside your bed
Waiting faithfully for the brief minute in which you return,
Knowing I’d rather have just a minute with you, than no time at all.

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What We Were

We were oil and water
Immiscible
Not right for each other
Unable to mix
Oil always thought it was better than water

We were alcohol and fire
Dangerous together
One made the other stronger
While the other faded away
Disappearing into nothing

We were soap and water
A cliché partnership
Pretty much expected
Worked well together
It seemed to make sense

We were fruit and vegetable
One sweeter than the other
A healthy relationship
But seeds needed to be removed
They would cause problems

We were Hydrogen and Oxygen
H2O
Perfect combination
Together we were something so much more
Than when we were apart

We were curvy and straight
One out of the ordinary
One perfectly normal
Two different styles
And perspectives

We were left and right
Fate tried to send us in different directions
But we ignored the signs
No serendipity
Didn’t need fate's approval

I was me
He was him
We were us
And together...
We were perfectly imperfect

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Anyone Can Say They'Re a Mother

Anyone can say they’re a mother
It takes more to be a mum
And all the desirable qualities
Are shown through the things that you’ve done

From changing nappies to holding my hand
Teaching me to walk and helping me stand
Plastering scrapes when my balance proved weak
Cuddles that lifted me back on my feet
Tucking me in you always kissed me goodnight
Reading the same story a hundred times

Wishing me luck on  my first day of school
Making sure that I’d adhere to the rules
Helping me get through that difficult class
Paying a tutor to make sure I pass
Throwing a party when grades hit their prime
Encouraging me to strive higher each time

Watching me grow into a mature young adult
Helping me work on all of my faults
Teaching me how to learn from my mistakes
And all about patience when things are at stake
You raised me with pure love and great care
Without you, I wouldn't even be here

Now that I'm older I realise
The sacrifices that you've made in you life
You down played the cost of decisions you made
But now I can see the great price that you paid
Two years without dad, for my happiness
You’re one of a kind and completely selfless

Anyone can say they’re a mother
It takes more to be a mum, 
You’re a first-class mum, daughter and wife
The love that you share brightens my life

Taide
22/04/16

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My Heart's Confession

Put upon the stand
I swore to speak the truth
My very first court session
With this session, I began my confession

A hundred eyes were focused on me
My eyes avoided only yours
Shame turned to feelings of aggression.
Feelings of aggression, this is my confession

The room was silent, everybody listened
As I began to tell my tale
I spoke of my heart’s regression
Feelings of regression, this is my confession

In tears I called your name
I just wanted you to feel the same
I craved you, my secret obsession
Feelings of obsession, this is my confession

Heartlessly they took me away
The charge: loving you after love’s decay
As you left, unmoved I learnt love’s lesson
Love’s lesson: I shouldn’t have shared my heart’s confession.

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The Reasons Why

If I ever took my life
What would I say
What could I say
That might explain
The reasons why
I chose to die

Was it the loneliness I felt
Friends lost and gone
The men I couldnt get love from
Parents forever unimpressed
by grades, behaviour, 
The way I dressed.
Overwhelmed by essays, reports
Upcoming tests, presentations, all sorts
Sleepless nights worried and stressed
Crying, lamenting, anxious, depressed
Not pleased with reflections
Failed attempts at corrections
No further directions
Feeling insecure
On show, exposed and raw
Caught in the night
Throat strangled tight
Can't call for help
Or rely on myself
Feelings unshared
Running from fears
Drowning in tears
And nobody knows that I'm here...

I wonder...
If I ever took my life
Is this what I would say
And could it would it 
Find a way 
To explain
The reasons why
I chose to die

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Ways To Die

She sees him through her window
He's standing right outside
The darkness always finds her
There's nowhere she can hide

There's nothing left to save now
She's been through this before
He always steals the sunshine
But she can't take it anymore

The flowers are all dying
No water left to drink
No green here, there's no colour
It's swirling down the sink

Her heart is beating fast now
There's knocking at the door
She's starting to feel seasick
She need to find the shore

She sees it in the bottle
Of pills left by the sink
She'll have to do it quickly
She's got no time to think

She sees it in the razors
They all feel just the same
The metal's cool against her skin
One swift swipe ends the pain

She sees it at the station
While waiting for the train
She's standing there upon the tracks
'til she becomes a stain

She sees it in the strangers
Who pass her in the street
A bullet, knife or bare hands
Left dying obsolete

She sees it through her window
She's finally found a way
She steps out on the ledge 
To reach a brand new day

She always seem to see it
When at night she shuts her eyes
It haunts her when she's sleeping
The ways that she could die

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My First Sonnet

No clouds could grace the sky on such a day
'Tis too special a time, they know their place 
Conformed to my word that I have my way
And sun never leavest thine pretty face

The inner beating of my finest race 
Perfection is what I must realise 
Although this stomach has now spun to lace 
It sees forever smiles and brightest eyes 

The most brilliant light did memorise 
Avert impossible from fixed beauty 
Flowed forward with the truest grace and prize 
Reached out, hands entwined ready for duty 

Eternal circles cause to start anew 
Arrived detached, departed tied to you

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Writers Block

This naked paper glares at me
Demanding ink to drink
But all I see are vacant lines
In my desperate attempt to think

I need a word or maybe two
To get my ideas flowing
So I get a pen and start to write
But nothing is worth showing

So I scrunch up the paper another round
And start all over again
And hope that this time my idea
Will have a beginning and end

After a couple failed attempts to write
Words begin to fill the page
Its like I’m no longer in control
My thoughts are let our of their cage

No longer is my paper blank
Its pretty filled I’d say
With just a few more lines to write
I guess im on my way

My pen has dominated the page
Just like a high school jock
I put it down to rest, relieved
“there goes my writers block”

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Unanswered Questions From the Battlefield

What are the rules of love we must obey?
What are the games that people love to play?
What mends the broken heart and speeds recovery?
What keeps us blind so that we cannot see?

Who are the ones that hide behind a mask?
Who are the ones that never tell, but ask?
Who are the ones that feed us sweetened lies?
Who are the ones that just don’t do goodbyes?

How can we trust when never told the truth?
How do we learn from blunders in our youth?
How do we let things go and clear the slate?
How do we start anew, forget the hate?

Why do we fight for those who do not care?
Why are we real with those who never share?
Why must the ones we love never be real?
Why can’t we freely say just how we feel?

Where are the hidden truths I long to find?
Where are the answers to the questions in my mind?
Where can I go to lose the fear I keep?
Where is the birthplace of the knowledge that I seek?

When did the innocents disband?
When did we all agree to break command?
When will the soldiers of love’s war be spared?
When will the purpose of it all be clear?