I stopped breathing, I stopped weeping, My mind is bleeding, my eyes starts seeing, conscious starts to deceive me...
Why am I heading in the dark? Here's my body at the park, Treat it with dignity, my soul is out from here so u can leave it to be,
Been waiting for so long, now I'm departed from this world 'n now I'm gone, Noone near to l’amour me cept my wife and yet she's so strong,
Broken pictures down the hall, the sound of moaning grows stronger down with a hunger call,
Every moment starts to fall, every dreams starts to crawl, Every life starts to bawl, All my life to know the world was evil.... I was small.
My cul, ass stays still as I'm flat, Behind the curtains with just an animal looking through my fears as they stack, One sudden movement; if I loose it my blood on the mur splats.
but oh how I wish some more. Body's hung across the door,
All ive been waiting was for someone, The crows grew stronger for plus to come; right behind. The plus they come, for the smell. Ally starts screaming, when does these humans know when im not done...
Why am I heading in the dark? Here's my body at the park, Treat it with dignity, my soul is out from here so u can leave it to be,
Been waiting for so long, now I'm departed from this world 'n now I'm gone, Noone near to l’amour me cept my wife and yet she's so strong,
Broken pictures down the hall, the sound of moaning grows stronger down with a hunger call,
Every moment starts to fall, every dreams starts to crawl, Every life starts to bawl, All my life to know the world was evil.... I was small.
My cul, ass stays still as I'm flat, Behind the curtains with just an animal looking through my fears as they stack, One sudden movement; if I loose it my blood on the mur splats.
but oh how I wish some more. Body's hung across the door,
All ive been waiting was for someone, The crows grew stronger for plus to come; right behind. The plus they come, for the smell. Ally starts screaming, when does these humans know when im not done...
Dear Mom, this is a poem for you. Hope wherever toi are, your with your dad and toi can finally have the birthday you've always wanted, I l’amour you, we all miss you.
Your silly cutesy smile,
Your crazy actions that toi did were oh so wild!
I miss you,
every time I think of you, all the memories that I have with you...
I reach for a tissue.
I don't care if this sounds really sappy,
all I care about is if this made toi happy.
I l’amour you, I miss toi especially that damned
smile,
that damned crazy smile will be here even if toi haven't been here yourself for a while.
Happy birthday,
oh how I wish I could've been there with toi when toi needed me... then maybe you'd be here with all of us today,
today on your 43rd birthday.
Your silly cutesy smile,
Your crazy actions that toi did were oh so wild!
I miss you,
every time I think of you, all the memories that I have with you...
I reach for a tissue.
I don't care if this sounds really sappy,
all I care about is if this made toi happy.
I l’amour you, I miss toi especially that damned
smile,
that damned crazy smile will be here even if toi haven't been here yourself for a while.
Happy birthday,
oh how I wish I could've been there with toi when toi needed me... then maybe you'd be here with all of us today,
today on your 43rd birthday.
The carousel of lies, In which we all ride.
Prohibiting us from l’amour so abide.
toi cannot see clearly, take a closer look.
At the words in my sad, endless book.
One lie after another, It comes so easy.
Unfortunately the outcome may not be so pleasing.
The truth hurts, heals and stores.
The lies which we have made before.
Lies of love, lies of hate.
Maybe soon we will be set straight.
Candy coating lies to joint, joint d’étanchéité the truth.
ou painful lies to stain our suits
The mask we are behind is ought to break,
As well the carousel of lies we rode yesterday.
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Prohibiting us from l’amour so abide.
toi cannot see clearly, take a closer look.
At the words in my sad, endless book.
One lie after another, It comes so easy.
Unfortunately the outcome may not be so pleasing.
The truth hurts, heals and stores.
The lies which we have made before.
Lies of love, lies of hate.
Maybe soon we will be set straight.
Candy coating lies to joint, joint d’étanchéité the truth.
ou painful lies to stain our suits
The mask we are behind is ought to break,
As well the carousel of lies we rode yesterday.
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-OfmiceandDes
But I’m afraid to love.
My cœur, coeur is like the fragile wings
Of a tiny little dove.
I'm scared to get too close.
I feel that I can't win.
You'll l’amour me for a little while
Then you'll set me free again.
I've lived so long on hopes and dreams
I don't know what to do.
I don't think I can trust my heart,
For it belongs to you.
I know you'll only hurt me
Yet, I still keep running back.
Between the paths of our hearts
There's a worn and beaten track.
You've got my cœur, coeur held on a string.
It’s breaking right in two.
Enough belongs to me -to hurt-
The rest belongs to you.
I know that somewhere in your heart
There is a place for me.
I just don't know how to find it
And there's no way to make toi see.
I can only hope that someday
You'll wake up and you'll find,
That while my cœur, coeur belongs to yours,
Yours, too, belongs to mine.
" This poem is opposite to my mood as I am very happy in my life but I write this poem for the one who are not happy"
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
I feel the darkness in the place
the place which seems bright to them
These people are not mine
but other recognized me with their names
I am feeling miserable,horrible,terrible here
But they are feeling magical,beautiful,peaceful here
I don't resemble to them in any way
I don't belong to them in any way
Here I am living the life that I never wanted to live
here they are living a life , filling their desires things.
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
I feel the darkness in the place
the place which seems bright to them
These people are not mine
but other recognized me with their names
I am feeling miserable,horrible,terrible here
But they are feeling magical,beautiful,peaceful here
I don't resemble to them in any way
I don't belong to them in any way
Here I am living the life that I never wanted to live
here they are living a life , filling their desires things.
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
Sad l’amour Poems
Sad l’amour poems are always one of the best elements of sadness. Nothing describes a broken cœur, coeur better than sad l’amour poems. The poet’s poetic way écriture may always find a rhythm with your inner feelings. And better yet if toi are poet ou at least feeling like one, why don’t toi pick up your pen, in this case your keyboard and write your sad l’amour poem. Your poem will help many others in times to come.
I'm so obsesses with poems so I wanted to make one too
I handed toi my heart
when I handed it to toi I
told toi "be careful its
very fragile".
toi held my cœur, coeur in your hands.
When I turned to go I hear
a shattering sound.
I felt a sharp pain go through me.
That instant I knew toi had
dropped my heart.
I turned to see toi on your knees
trying to pick up every piece.
I told toi "forget it its my heart
.....
par Geoo (me)
Sad l’amour poems are always one of the best elements of sadness. Nothing describes a broken cœur, coeur better than sad l’amour poems. The poet’s poetic way écriture may always find a rhythm with your inner feelings. And better yet if toi are poet ou at least feeling like one, why don’t toi pick up your pen, in this case your keyboard and write your sad l’amour poem. Your poem will help many others in times to come.
I'm so obsesses with poems so I wanted to make one too
I handed toi my heart
when I handed it to toi I
told toi "be careful its
very fragile".
toi held my cœur, coeur in your hands.
When I turned to go I hear
a shattering sound.
I felt a sharp pain go through me.
That instant I knew toi had
dropped my heart.
I turned to see toi on your knees
trying to pick up every piece.
I told toi "forget it its my heart
.....
par Geoo (me)
They spoke sugar-coated words with a serpentine tongue,
Spun tales with a soft silken voice.
Drew her in with their songs that they sung, that they sung,
She was powerless, without a choice.
They whispered nightmares into her sleeping ears,
Tormenting her even in dreams.
In the light they seemed harmless, not one of her fears,
But these creatures were not what they seemed.
They told her of fire, they told her to burn,
Showed her fury, anger, and destructive things.
She couldn’t resist, she couldn’t escape,
A puppet controlled par their gossamer strings.
They whispered her lies and she did as they said,
A weak being destined to fall.
But she’s not alone, they’re not just in her head…
There’s a silver-eyed demon inside of us all.
Spun tales with a soft silken voice.
Drew her in with their songs that they sung, that they sung,
She was powerless, without a choice.
They whispered nightmares into her sleeping ears,
Tormenting her even in dreams.
In the light they seemed harmless, not one of her fears,
But these creatures were not what they seemed.
They told her of fire, they told her to burn,
Showed her fury, anger, and destructive things.
She couldn’t resist, she couldn’t escape,
A puppet controlled par their gossamer strings.
They whispered her lies and she did as they said,
A weak being destined to fall.
But she’s not alone, they’re not just in her head…
There’s a silver-eyed demon inside of us all.
l’amour Is Like A Snake,
So Cunning And Sly.
Leaves toi Asking Questions,
Who,What,Where And Why?
My Tears Are Like The Ocean,
Flowing Like The Sea.
Anything I Dream Of,
I Know It Cannot Be.
We Can Gaze Up At The Skies,
And We'll Carefully Listen.
As The anges Above Laugh,
And Their Wings Shimmer And Glisten.
She Creeps Round The Bushes,
As They Play Hide And Seek.
They'll Hide When We Wake,
And They'll PLay When We Sleep.
They Hate To See Torture,
Poverty And Neglect.
But They're Here To Treasure Us,
They're Here To Protect.
anges Are Special,
In Each An Every Way.
They're Are Harmless Yet Beautiful,
And They Grow Everyday.
Sometimes It's Hard,
And It Cuts Like A Knife.
But Your Angel Stays With You,
Right Through Your Life.
So Cunning And Sly.
Leaves toi Asking Questions,
Who,What,Where And Why?
My Tears Are Like The Ocean,
Flowing Like The Sea.
Anything I Dream Of,
I Know It Cannot Be.
We Can Gaze Up At The Skies,
And We'll Carefully Listen.
As The anges Above Laugh,
And Their Wings Shimmer And Glisten.
She Creeps Round The Bushes,
As They Play Hide And Seek.
They'll Hide When We Wake,
And They'll PLay When We Sleep.
They Hate To See Torture,
Poverty And Neglect.
But They're Here To Treasure Us,
They're Here To Protect.
anges Are Special,
In Each An Every Way.
They're Are Harmless Yet Beautiful,
And They Grow Everyday.
Sometimes It's Hard,
And It Cuts Like A Knife.
But Your Angel Stays With You,
Right Through Your Life.
toi hear a normal name...
And the papillons start.
That feeling in your soul,
That toi just can't outsmart.
The one toi think about every minute,
every single day.
toi feel like picking flowers....
Your cœur, coeur skips a beat.....
And when they look at you,
toi get covered in a lovely heat.
That great feeling, toi always get...
Cupid just got himself a clean hit!
toi feel yourself blush,
toi know this isn't just a crush.
toi smile, and just think
of what is to come
When toi hear that voice, toi now the truth,
Your the one for him, and he's the one for you!
par Susie Reeves Copyright 2011
And the papillons start.
That feeling in your soul,
That toi just can't outsmart.
The one toi think about every minute,
every single day.
toi feel like picking flowers....
Your cœur, coeur skips a beat.....
And when they look at you,
toi get covered in a lovely heat.
That great feeling, toi always get...
Cupid just got himself a clean hit!
toi feel yourself blush,
toi know this isn't just a crush.
toi smile, and just think
of what is to come
When toi hear that voice, toi now the truth,
Your the one for him, and he's the one for you!
par Susie Reeves Copyright 2011