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The Lonely SoulA lonely soul,
Left to rot.
It starts to die,
After it fought.

It broke in two,
Then to four.
It was left scattered,
All over the floor.

It finds another soul,
It thought it was happy.
Until it realized,
The soul wasn't with it.

To this day,
It hopes and prays.
That sometime soon,
The souls will come together...and stay.

breathe softly for memy dreams of you are saturated,
as briefly, hotly alive as flame.

i want to explore your sweet hand

trail lightly over your knuckles and down to the very tips of your fingers,
travel the lines in your palm like crooked country roads.

i want to put my face in the warm secret of your neck
run my hands over every juncture of your body

the in-and-out of your waist’s curvature,
the cord of tendon in the crook of your knee.

i want to kiss the innermost part of your thigh
the tender skin taut over the pelvic bone

press my lips there
and murmur with my eyes shut that

oh god, i love you.

Let Me KnowI can’t tell if this is love or inspiration
or the songbird’s melody fresh in my ears,
woven into my heart.
My heart is like a woven basket:
each treasure stowed carefully;
but no basket is fool-proof.
That’s why this feeling can’t be identified-
my basket is bursting at the seams,
and it’s getting a little too heavy to carry.
I need someone to share these treasures with,
Yet I fear this is
fleeting
flying
fugitive.
So help me.
Let me know if this is love or inspiration
or the songbird at my window.
Let me know this is love
and ground me
because I am a helium balloon
with a big fat smile ac

2.05from ashes you rose,
and to ashes you will return,
skin ripped from muscle
and muscle from bone

i will watch you burn
and laugh as your fingernails,
still red with my blood
melt into your skin

yes, i will burn with you
but at least this fire knows
no other woman's touch
and at least death
tells no lies

My lost taleI watch
I fall
I fell
I watched
I won
I lost
I cut
I scarred
I laughed
I cried
He’s the reason why
He hurt me
He cheated
He lied
He cut
He scarred
She cussed
She fought
She yell

relicsi shouldn't need reminders that you exist
but
littered chocolate wrappers
the dull warmth of library seats
stray threads from your skirt
incomprehensible scraps of study notes
your name on the notice board
and effusive laughs from other rooms
make me quite warm inside

NevrozaÎnchide-mi ochii și fă-mă să cred că ești adevărat
Întunericul nu încuie lacăte pentru totdeauna
Lacul de unghii nu vopsește și inimi
Ce e cald rămâne roșu
Albastrul e pentru marțieni
Și pentru diminețile reci.
Nici zațul nu poate să-mi mai vadă viitorul
E crunt, e-amar
E un coșmar în cămașă de noapte la semafor
Așteaptă să se facă verde.
Dacă nu poți trăi fără iubire
Te voi ajuta să ți-o imaginezi.

falling in love on SkypeI first met you on Skype,
our conversation kept going from day to night.
Our hearts beat like a drum,
as we came together as one,
we confessed our love to each other,
as we fell in deep love for the first time.
Speechless from meeting each other,
we blushed as red as a cherries,
wishing that we were side by side.

But month later,
seeing each other one last tine,
you turned off your Skype,
and stepped out to the war.
my tears kept flowing a thousand time,
my heart shattered like broken glass,
as the rain poured, it cover my pain.

My once cherry cheeks are now stained with tears,
will they ever go away?
as everyday is a miserable day,
i al

Perfect MemoriesI gave you my
broken dreams,
and you turned
them into distant
memories.

LoveAs darkness from the deep abyss

As a sweet angel's kiss

A dream, a fear, so far, so near

A desire, a need, so dim, so clear

One's daydream, one's love

One's hand, one's glove

A journey of a lifetime, capable of incredible feats

A fight eternal, to find the missing puzzle piece

9:02scenes of war radiate over us, leaving your skin aglow
my heartbroken limbs cling to your lanky side
I cling to you for fear of falling, fear of losing the breath from my chest
but your lips, unforgivably soft, giving the kind of kiss that begs for more
my breaths fall into you as your eyes fall just as heavy
volume up to keep sleep at bay, effortlessly I fit into your arms
gaps in shutters leave space for skyline light to creep
slowly light begins to turn to grey, invading our 2am skin.

HeartHeart

My heart throbs as you draw close

Blood roars through my body

I feel butterflies flutter inside

My breathing picks up

I feel slight panic

I never know what to do

You smile

I smile back

You close your eyes

Lean toward me

My butterflies tickle more rapidly

I lean down to meet you

Our lips meet

I wrap my arms around you

And sink into bliss

See me insideI would tell you how I feel
If the courage I had was real
I should tell you but
I keep my feelings locked in a ceel

Every time I have you in my Grasps
I let you go
Scared of what will happen
Scared of what you can know

Only if you could look inside
What's on my mind
The feelings I hide

Love is goneLife is over
Buried in hatred
Love is gone
He has won
But there is hope
For she is still alive
Yet I am not
Love is gone
And she is still there
Where I stood
With her
Before the end
And she mourns
And I cry
For I know she and I will never be
And he knows too
As the tides die
The moon hides
Yet she is still there
Mourning
Love is gone
And I lose
But she does not
And I can be happy
To know she is safe
And when that day comes
I will be happy again
Love is gone

You want me?I want your loving embrace
It took me a lot to know this is the case
I don't want my love to go to waste
And be left alone with a bitter taste
I feel your passionate words surround me
Slowly but surely they fill me with glee
I want to do the same for you
It's something I have to wait to do
Be careful, my father can be mean
And I can't date till I'm 16
You sit the and patiently wait
You desperately want to be my mate
Sometimes love seems too scary
You act like I'm the one you'll marry
If I concetrate, your almost there
Is it bad I want to hide that I care?
If so I apologize
I find it hard to be wise
I love you
Yes I do
One of the only things i

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The Pain Changes

by *Befera, Jun 26, 2010, 10:45:17 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Free Verse

The Pain Changes
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the pain changes
i try to wipe away the clouds
but i can't come close to reaching them

the hurt expands
across my dull horizon now
darkness calls to hold my soul forever

the rage enflames
it's not worth holding back now
anger always finds its own way out

the infection spreads
i only desire the unattainable
as i lie here replaying his calm voice

the sadness festers
wrenching tears from my eyes
as if they were rare, precious jewels

the silence confines
it's so boring in this tiny box
but i just can't let my sick self escape

the road falls away
my aspirations have been lost
misplaced in the dust he left behind

the puzzle is complete
i have no need to investigate
nothing remains for me to uncover

the fire fizzles out
i have no fuel left to sustain me
for the logs we stacked were burned

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leaving only the stillness of its passing

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and nightfall brings the tears
i'm a creature who's identity is masked

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burning away at my fragile flesh
tearing holes in the fabric of my soul

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like the fog seems to do
hovering, disabling any restraint

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one day strong, another weak
if falseness keeps me alive, i hoard it

the love overwhelms
as if tornadoes could sprout
down from these thick grey clouds

the pain changes
and i'm still learning to accept
that i can't make Time stop for me

The Pain Changesby *Befera

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Free Verse

©2010-2013 *Befera

yet another poem written in my bed xD

i tried to apply some kind of visuals here.
hopefully it kind of served a purpose.

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