Tag: sad poem


After the sun has set And the birds have vanished, to places I can not see I lay awake Much too aware of my essence That thing I try to avoid That humanity that gives me much pain, and sometimes pleasure I see it A fire that does not burn, nor is red I see…

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My flowers have no color No roots, no earth to which they belong My flowers are immigrants Forgotten after hearing a cheerful song You acted like you cared for a moment Then changed the channel I wouldn’t blame you But don’t blame my thorny flower

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Don’t try to save her She is singing in her head Trapping the thoughts you said Turning them to something beautiful instead Don’t try to pull her away from the heaven that you call hell For you don’t know in which hole your beauty fell

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My Sands

You might have thought me poor Digging for hours in the dirt Trying to find pieces of my childhood Yeah…they might have thought me poor Carrying pieces of sand, acting like there are jewels in my hands… …See they used to be my own Earth and dirt to which i belonged I find me poor…

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The Lost Shoe

Am I so strange that I tend to see Things that can not be An inspiring lost shoe Turned into poetry Who did it belong to And how can its pair Be made functional with this one laying here

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