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pandoraspoet · 2 years ago
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A wish in the fountain
Throw a penny in the fountain
Dyed indigo blue
My wish takes a dive
And comes up with you
But only a shadow
You’ve been gone way too long
You’re a tough lonely cowboy
In s sweet country song,
And I’m off on adventures
Chasing the sun
Diving off of the moon
Riding stars to beyond
the horizon
where the Buffalo roam
And your riding the range,
So I’ll never find home.
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thecoloursofmylife · 4 years ago
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i am lost
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shootiingstarrr · 5 years ago
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I’m so lost
Everything is rushing through me, as if time was moving too fast. But only if I could see, that I’m falling for the past.
I feel so empty inside, swimming in an ocean of dark blue. Everything is kept in my mind, shut with some heavy duty glue.
Feeling as if the world is falling, end it and I’ll be fine. If there is a sudden change of calling, then that will be my sign.
I’m lost, please find me, I’m severely low on life. I just want to feel no more pain, even if that means losing another 10 lives.
I’m tired, I’m angry, I’m questioning “who am I”. Why can’t I live a normal life, where lemons turn into lemonade that doesn’t make me die.
So much hate, so much pain, I did it once, I’ll again. Please give me hope and purpose, for this life is restricted within small domains.
As a new decade comes, please forgive what I have done. I want to grow old and wrinkly and still have a little fun.
I wish next year, everything will change. From my style to my hygiene, even my mid range. I know this sounds weird, but this is truely me. All these poems are stuff I feared, that hopefully will flee.
So in coming days, Christmas is upon us. I wish everyone a Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Years.
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kristineknowlton · 2 years ago
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TODAY!! I’m so excited to have a poem published in this amazing book!! Come to the New Jersey Bards Poetry Review 2022 Book Launch, Reading and Signing on Friday June 24th 7:30pm (Door Opens at 7:00) at HYATT PLACE MT. LAUREL 8000 Crawford Place, Mount Laurel, NJ 08054. $5 Cover charge. . . #booklaunch #book #booksigning #bookreading #published #publishedauthor #author #njbards #poetry #poems #poem #kristineknowlton #lostpoem #nj https://www.instagram.com/p/CfLI7qGOB2t/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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wqueens7 · 6 years ago
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#Sonnet #Lostpoem #poem #labor #empirestatebuilding (at Saint Raphael's Roman Catholic Church) https://www.instagram.com/p/BwZH42ShH9d/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=qamocrtemwt2
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alyssayoungart · 8 years ago
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#lostpoem #giftsforfriends #donotfear #burnbright #borntobeliving #wild #lifecycle #watercolor #wolf #sunset #color #light #script #handlettering #birthday #bestfriend
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toddbotblog · 4 years ago
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The Poet finds his lost poems! Here’s today’s comic ❤️ #thepoetcomic #art #drawing #comics #poetry #poet #makingcomics #drawingcomics #comicstrip #workinprogress #toddwebb #toddbot #artistsoninstagram #thepoet #poetrycomics #patreonartist #parkbench #pigeon #lostpoems #photocopies https://www.instagram.com/p/CFff-SYB62Y/?igshid=jqn1ibbsjp3p
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madmanmikki · 5 years ago
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Letters Never Sent: Part 5
In the darkest hour of the night
My heart it aches.
It lacks your warm embrace.
I lay here all alone,
I wish you’d just say hello.
I wish I could hold you one last time
We’d dream and fade away
In each other’s arms we’d turn to clay.
My arms wrapped around you
I’d never let you go
I would have held you so much tighter
If I knew our time was just as tight…
I’d have put a ring around that…
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cyndapoet · 7 years ago
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3am thoughts. #thoughts #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #anxietyquotes #anxiety #lostpoems #poems #inspiringquotes #cyndapoet
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reconditesea-blog · 8 years ago
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you know you're lost when the map steers you the wrong way you know you're gone when the lights dim at the end of the day you know you've drifted when the wind carries you off the ground you know you've fallen when his voice is your favorite sound you know it's love when the stars aren't as bright as his eyes you know it's over when he looks at you and theirs no more butterfly's they know you from the outside but fail to look within they know you are strong but don't recognize where your heart has been it takes a certain soul to admire a broken masterpiece and find beauty in ruined colors of a shattered puzzle piece
c.r. // reconditesea // 8
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wqueens7 · 9 years ago
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#sonnet #lostpoem #eastriver #QueensboroBridge #couplet But it has just evaporated Lost, never to be celebrated (at Queensborough Bridge)
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toddbotblog · 4 years ago
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The Poet tries to let things flow. Here’s today’s comic ❤️ #thepoetcomic #art #drawing #comics #poetry #poet #makingcomics #drawingcomics #comicstrip #workinprogress #toddwebb #toddbot #artistsoninstagram #thepoet #poetrycomics #patreonartist #parkbench #pigeon #lostpoems #letthingsflow #friends https://www.instagram.com/p/CFczSTsBzxa/?igshid=1giug1itbsx6l
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eveowl18-blog · 11 years ago
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WHAT THE FUCK
I’m trying to put my collection of poems and short stories together and I’ve seem to have missed place half of my hard copies I wanna cry because I restored my phone which had all of them on there in particular ONE POEM that I was naming the book after and I have no fucking hard copy in freaking out I can only remember bits and pieces of it I want to cry!!!!! Why can’t I recite the whole thing ughhh! Shoot me in the face pleaseeeee some if by some divine power it would be amazing if I can find the hard copy or remember the full thing :((((((( STUPID STUPID STUPID
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josephwoe · 11 years ago
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"I do not trust my eyes.
Forget touch, I want to feel.
Instead of smell, inhale.
Listening is hearing for adults.
Tasting, is just what it is. Ingest me.
As for sight, can it change without adding another layer?
Shutting off such a false sense can do the body good.
I'd rather be a batlon, pray for pay."
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ipoetried · 11 years ago
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Hotel Room Hearts
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