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{My last song} she said to me , "why don't you write anything for me? " " we are friends na thats why," I said smirking. That was 3 weeks before i told her how i felt for her. She said no. I felt something different, I...felt like crying, Uh..those tears.. Broken, sad started writing for her.. Without her.. Wrote about her hairs, Maybe she still cares? Wrote about her eyes, Oh those little lies, Wrote about her lips, Deleted our clips from school trips, Wrote about her smile, It's been a while, Then after some years , She saw me through the window of social media, Broken me posting sad poetry, Only if i could undo, Loving she asked "you write so well, but for who?" #review#asthir#poetry

{My last poetry} she said to me , "why don't you write anything for me? " " we are friends na thats why," I said smirking. That was 3 weeks before i told her how i felt for her. She said no. I felt something different, I...felt like crying, Uh..those tears.. Broken, sad started writing for her.. Without her.. Wrote about her hairs, Maybe she still cares? Wrote about her eyes, Oh those little lies, Wrote about her lips, Deleted our clips from school trips, Wrote about her smile, It's been a while, Then after some years , She saw me through the window of social media, Broken me posting sad poetry, Only if i could undo, Loving she asked "you write so well, but for who?" #review#asthir#poetry

Longdrive You roll down the windshield, While I take the steering wheel, Humming to music & talking for countless hours, Let's disappear darling into a world far beyond the stars. Travelling through various time zones, Travelling across different landscapes, A place so mystical and bewitching, Where the moonlight ascends over the seawaves. From camping to passing sleepless nights, As we giggle,dance & cook together, Cherishing every moment & leaving no regrets, Making out love in the pleasant weather. To getting lost in the mystical land, With only the two of us, In a place so nice for a secret rendezvous, Though the outside powers might try to defy us. #review#poem#San

Dragging myself up as if I'm hanging from a freaking cliff, Never felt so sleepless to need a sedative, Demons inside making it hard for me to survive, Devouring on my soul & risking my life. Sometimes u fail to swim in the shallowest of waters, Paddling & sweating in vain, Sometimes the slightest of cuts, Gives u the greatest of pain. When the Sun goes out of sight, When u could walk alone in the dimmest of light, U don't need someone to hold u tight, U don't want anyone to dwell on your plight. Those who caused u this distress, The raging flames they tried to suppress, Now entangled in their own mess, It's u who made more out of less. Wading through the puddles of misery, Climbing over the stacks of pain, They don't see the struggles behind, Just wanna see u falling again. #review#poem#San

The death bell resounds, Awakening the fiends while taversing the dungeons, To the doomsday has arrived, Opposing to comply from aeons. Begging for mercy from Azrael, Concealing beneath the tapestries, Treading on the steep alleys, Shrunk & turned pale like winter leaves. Alleys leading to an unsolicited realm, Leaving behind footprints of a lone traveller, Recalling the good memories of the past, A yearning to resurrect that lasts forever. #review#poem#San

To The Seasons. Seasons that pass me by in varied mood, As the impressionable land you leave a trace, Molding sometime a delicate flower's sweet face, Touching again with green the sombre wood, Or drawing all beneath a snowy hood, Am I not worthy as they have a place, In your remembrance? Am I too base, To know what weed and thorn have understood? Fair vernal time,I need your quickening, Even as the sleeping Earth! O summer heat, Make flower and fruit in me that I bring, Full hands to autumn when above me beat, The serious winds ; and winter, make me strong Like the glad music of your battle song. #review #Linville #poetry

Its rainy ,im wet all over Will my mind be sober Still engulfed in darkness Water in my inner black socks And my black jacket too cold Waiting for sunshine to rise So that i can bask till dusk And be dry imperfection Thats how i was wetted with love When mid summer recuperated Kisses, hugs made me shiver But the warmth enclosed me tightly Had to be patient for rain to seize For my dry heart to persist For when you left me, Dryness took charge of me And thats when i realized Im still wet all over And your love was over. #review #Linville #poetry

To The Seasons. Seasons that pass me by in varied mood, As the impressionable land you leave a trace, Molding sometime a delicate flower's sweet face, Touching again with green the sombre wood, Or drawing all beneath a snowy hood, Am I not worthy as they have a place, In your remembrance? Am I too base, To know what weed and thorn have understood? Fair vernal time,I need your quickening, Even as the sleeping Earth! O summer heat, Make flower and fruit in me that I bring, Full hands to autumn when above me beat, The serious winds ; and winter, make me strong Like the glad music of your battle song. #review #Linville #poetry

#review#Linville #poetry Why do you ignore me? It seems I am a conspiracy For the love mushrooms solitaire My imagination in oceans Stretching miles away I thought of you Surety my only concern That my trust is halfway My compulsive memory's The one's we lost in facade I admit I'm going But ill return with sour Will it add value But for now it's satires I still give you And I steal take it On earth unbearable lightness But on Venus fly trap Watching me at a distance I'll still hold on to you Standing besiged on rooftop My hands stretched out But as the cold creeps in Conveyancing plea motion But it's okay It's life

#Linville#review So sunny so funny Old fashioned quaint serenity Write ups still alive Behind the scenes i survive Questionable memories satire Put together plan thwarted Smoking cigar Saturday fever To be or not to be Can't feel a bit put-upon. Fresh off market sale Fragile glass extensive Remember fragrance so expensive To negotiate better discrepancy Cries pocket great goodwill Happening harbour rare and care To be or not to be Can't feel a bit put-upon. It's Friday tender toddler Hold you warm and closer Nobody's migraine potential Value added consequential Decision of being possessive Was in accordance acade To be or not to be Can't feel a bit put-upon. #review#Linville. #poetry

The realisation of thoughts No sooner than later I was owned and disowned Worthy of admiration arouse Now suppose I'm sold To the new and old. No sooner than later I was unyielding and uncompromising Track and field traduced Like a dice either tossed To save all lost souls. No sooner than later I was top notch and tropical On mountain being topmost Like a terminator am terminated To the jungle survival native. No sooner than later I was theoretical and periodical Strike and wounded lightning Now a stream of consciousness To rise and fall always salvation. #review#Linville#poetry

The bird Earth unbearable and unclear Coming forth direction disguise Trampled lifeline obsessed Zero pressure formidable composure Susceptibility sneaking agility Bronze angel outspread wings Unless you take my meaning Will take no for an answer. There is looking up prawn Saboteur precast ruthlessly Precedence tilted nobility Precept extirpate certainty Learning from experience Gain and lack the expertise Past and previous despondent Gradual rapid development Unless you take my meaning Will take no for an answer. Condemn and bless Gustatory pleasures sour Missing piece fiction Like a puzzle parlour The reason I'm this way Is because I'm finicky Unless you take my meaning Will take no for an answer. #review#Linville#poetry