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This three poems were writen a while ago.... Well, almost three years ago! Not that good:S But I will still post them! They are a bit small, that's why I'm putting them in an article!

Why we love!

Isn't it love, to forget
Everything we ever knew?
Isn't it love, to hear the birds sing
And think we understand them?
Isn't it love, to look at a desert field
And see it covered in flowers?

They tell me, they do not know
Why they amor who they love!
However, I know...
They amor because
They seek emotion,
They amor because
they procurar a reason to live,
They amor because
They only know how to love!

So they weep...
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posted by ashesandwine
So... this is the first time I post my poems here (I just found this spot:) But I'll post them and see what you think:) This poem was made for a friend of mine here... For her story! Hope you all like it:)

I’m lost in the remains of our love,
Trying to find a way to get out of
This dark place, looking for a light…

I’m travelling through my memories,
Searching in the good moments for a
Clue that this bad moment would come.

But in the sparkling memories I only
Find what I thought was love…
It was heaven with an angel only
For me, and now it’s hell without a
Way out… I want a sun to guide...
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posted by Lovetreehill

It was many and many a ano ago,
In a kingdom por the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee,
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to amor and be loved por me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom por the sea,
But we loved with a amor that was mais than love
I and my Annabel Lee,
With a amor that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom por the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee,
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,...
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posted by hungergamesfan

Gaily bedight,
A gallant knight,
In sunshine and shadow,
Had journeyed long,
cantar a song,
In procurar for Eldorado.

But he grew old –
This knight so bold –
And o’er his coração a shadow
Fell, as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado

And, as his strength
Failed at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow –
“Shadow,” said he ,
“Where can it be, -
This land of Eldorado?”

“Over the Mountains
Of the moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
Ride , boldly ride,”
The shade replied,
“If you seek for Eldorado!”

- Edgar Allan Poe
posted by yamiXyugi
cry, cry, let the tears roll down.
the willows will weep for thee.
por the river i see thine frown.
and thine bloodshot eyes see me.

the flores covered in morning dew.
droop and hang their heads.
the water runs on one or two.
they cry into the riverbed.

i wade across the water cold.
to embrace you in my arms.
for be you young or be you old.
a hug will do no harm.

you see me fight the current.
as i try to get across.
i see the helping hand you lend.
and i see the tears have lost.

you smile and, despite being sodden.
you embrulho, envoltório your arms around me.
the darkness inside you has finally fallen.
and i know that sad you will never be.
posted by ShiningsTar542
Many days since we were apart have passed,
and each one of us lived their lives.
Can't you see where you are now?
You and me where now?..

I am very sorry for us,
that parting shouldn't have happened to us.
But what can I say?
My coração has expired!

But I can't blame you,
this was the life fault.

Oh darling, even if had passed billion years would never forget who eased my mind such as you!
Come back please!

Who's else you can feel the peace of mind with?
I swear my life without you isn't a life,
you still on my mind.
Come back again!

Wasn't me, weren't you, but the life fault.
posted by Nocturnalchild
* Tick tick tick tick tick*

That sound...where have I heard it before?

* Tick tick tick tick tick*

That sound.....it sounds so fimliar...where have I heard it before?

My coração stops as I remember......

That the sound of my memories fading into nothing...but vague dreams.

Vague dreams that I do not want to remember....but have to...or everything will stop.

*Tick tick tick tick*

How much time left...until it all disappears?....

* tick....tick...tick...*

Ah, there it goes...the memories I had of you...of them.

They are starting to leave ...to fade.


Haha, there....it's done.


Remember Forever....nothing ever really disappears ....
I will never involve myself
in any-thing that isn't estranged
from me being inside your coração
and soul that you expose only
to me.

As you find an impylse to
any-kind of reason that will
imply me being amazed by
what you do with your life as
it comes to you.

inside your coração and
your soul, lies a man
that cannot stand on
his own two feet alone,
as he looks for ways to
escape the terrifying
out-look on the life that
he wants and needs to
leave out now.

But you carry the weight
of amor on your shoulders
as you give away your delayed
response to the perguntas that
seem to be playing around inside
your mind as of right now.
posted by psychmacgyver
Their body, glistening in the moonlight
Their hooves going
"Clippity clop, clippity clop"
Running faster than the wind
Its mane flowing in the air
Around and around the track it goes
Not stopping
Faster and faster the coração is pumping
Heaving, breath after breath
One hoof goes over the other
Nostrils flaring
Its green eyes lighting up
The bit squeezes the jaw
The whip thundering down onto the horse
Crossing the finish line
Being rewarded with glory
And back into it's lonely stable it goes
posted by Attirox
Your words trasform me
And chuveiro upon me like a water fall
Your touch so calm as the sea
Makes me come alive
Only to be turned off when you leave
The thought of you helps me to survive
I stare at you from affar
Waiting for you to notice me
My amor for you slowly burning out like a estrela
And finnaly dying out
With no feelings left at all

Why do I feel this way
Like I want to scream
Like my mouths on mute and I have nothing to say
Do I need you to be my cruch
When I'm hurt
Do I rely on you depend on you and such
And why do I dream of you every night
And think of you everyday
Even though your out of my eyesight
posted by stickymonkey
amor is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this dia draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.
posted by stickymonkey
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes círculo moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that amor would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
posted by irena83
I want you to know one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look at the crystal moon,
at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fogo the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now, if little por little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little por little.

If suddenly you forget me do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners...
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What if Life Happens
Life dose happen
What if i Cant Take it
ill Take it
What if.....,
You say ur nothing
i know ur Everything
Cover ur coração With my Soul
I Hate u
Tonite stay with me
Close ur Eyes And Let the Heavans dream
Tomorrow amor me say my name
Your Voice like Angels
u are
i am
We are
never leave me
I Never Hurt
Come to me i will amor you in a world That has Forgotton
I Rember
I Rember ur Name Frome the first time we met
I Rember
Sadness Tell me You
You Cant Tell a Sad Story To coração Thats Been Torn
You Can Tell me cuz my Torn coração Just Morns
Groken peises Falling Down
We Are
I am
Coming to an End
Never Fix me
Never amor Me
never HURT me
posted by Sasunaru120
There are times
when I feel your presence
at my side

There are times
when I hear you say
it will be alright

There are times
when I see
your face in a crowd
and I turn around

There are times
when I miss you
and my coração begins to ache
and I smile through the pain

But then there are times
when I realize
this is just the way
it has to be
there’s no you and me
This poems (not written por me) are dedicared to my best friends who I missed very badly.

There are times when
I feel strong
and I know that I
can finally mover on

There are times when
my mind is at ease
and I can enjoy life
and all it can bring

There are times when
I miss you
and times when I’m okay
it’s getting better everyday

No matter how much time
there is in this life
I’ll think of you
from time to time
and remember you with a smile.
posted by irena83
In the tremors of despair
You see your life's fading away.

Now it seems like you've always known
that life you have will always be the path of thorns,
You've seen it, oh, you have seen it long ago
In the depths of your eyes.

Dark has never been so silent,
While the steps of death are too loud,
So dreadful for the hope that expires slowly.

These moments of sorrow extinguished you,
Harrowing your mind, only the dark were there,
Misery and lonely death were calling your name.

Why is death so painful for others,
Yours has always been present,
In your thoughts, In your absence,
In this sadnees, in despair.

Your being is wrapped por blackness,
into the depths of your tainted mind
it took roots, crawling inside,
feeding with the fears that are buried
into nothingness ( the depth of your eyes).
posted by irena83
In this night
composed of beads sprinkled
of the memories and remembrance of
the days that sill live in the hearts of sorrow.

In this night
I procurar for one soul
who can understand my thoughts,
in this night I whisper...

Your name like a blessing,
your hug like a consolation.

In this night,
magic is real,
weakness of the past has been stopped
por this moment of fidelity,
this moment belongs to us.

Make my demons go away,
I know,you're the only one,
the only one who can stop the pain.

Beads are sprinkled all over,
this beads of past,
rolling to the floor to my foot
just to remind me,
just to punish me
for the days when my strength
was gone,
when I was gone,
burried por the thoughts of darkness and grief.

But this night belongs to magic,
the magic of your presence,
this night will forgive my weakness,
so I shall forgive,
I will pick these beads and I will be free,
fear won't find me,
the night will forgive me.
A brief note : The Lady Of Shalott is a poem that was written in the 1800's and it is loosely based on the story of Elaine & Sir Lancelot .

The Lady of Shalott
Alfred Lord Tennyson

Part I

On either side the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road runs by
To many-tower'd Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.

Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Thro' the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot....
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posted by chattycatty
this mural saves me
this mural helps me
this mural is bad for me

i cant see any light
no sun not a crack
i dont dare to brake it

for all the times ive cried a brick is built to the mural
i cant see anyone nothing at all its all pitch black its a dark hole
it threatins the light out of everything im like a rag doll thrown around.
i built the mural por my self now por myself i will tear it down

maybe not today or tomorrow but someday this mural will tumble down.
i hope and pray that the mural will go away but it grows and grows and grows.
i have built it so high that the pain inside i cannot feel my

friends are...
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posted by irena83
In the silence of
your thoughts
you hear the wind of

Wind of memories,
wind that whispers
the most powerful words
that are locked inside your heart.

In the silence of
your words,
you feel the strength
of the things that have never
been revealed,
the unspoken words that
are hidden in your heart.

In the silence of
your dark
you see these memories
that are never going to fade.

In the silence of
your heart
you hear the calling,
you hear the whisper of
the wind which is sent
por the dearest one,
the one that has a special
place in your heart.

That's the silence
of your heart.