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- The smell of your sight at allpoetry
It's nothing personal, it's just something that came on my mind...something I wanted to share. - Echoes of Innocence at allpoetry
The world should be a better place - Column: Holidays at allpoetry
HAPPY NEW YEAR! - Tulip at allpoetry
Don't worry, no one can hear your secrets. - Life at allpoetry
It all seems like a theater's play. - Platonic love at allpoetry
This storm of sights and flowers that are ready for blossoming. - Before the Dawn at allpoetry
It was just like a painting of Leonardo Da Vinci's collection. - A Letter to Elise at allpoetry
I'm sorry our symphony had a farewell like this - Summer at allpoetry
Can you hear the warm breeze in the distance? It's the music of the summer, - Painting with freedom at allpoetry
With the joy of today
We shall rise our consciousness - Abstraction of a brand new day at allpoetry
When the birds were singing their song for goodbye I knew: - Just fantasy at allpoetry
Sun rises up again A new day. - Greed at allpoetry
A big bag full of delicious cookies attracting two innocent eyes. - In honor of Mariah (TwilightRoses) at allpoetry
Hello dear friend! How are you feeling today? - A prayer for life at allpoetry
A prayer. Where did the light go? - Casual reveries at allpoetry
Dreams. You wake up and they're all gone. - Youth at allpoetry
The world is out there waiting for us For our wild ideas and original attitudes - Shape of life at allpoetry
Just another amateur dementedly looking at the white paper. - Farewell at allpoetry
And every life has it's departure.
Heaven is now his final home, - Nostalgia at allpoetry
. - Destiny at allpoetry
. - Elegy at allpoetry
I wait for the sunrise Hoping that the new day will bring more light, - A story of an artistic mind at allpoetry
Rain. / The painting is there alone in the dark room / Waiting for the colors to take the place of the black and white objects. / And the wind slowly gets in / Gently playing with the artist's hair, / Softly to - The perfect life at allpoetry
I wish I had wings like the butterflies in spring / And fly far, far from here, / Further from the reality. / To feel the sound of hope and love, / The life of beauty, the freedom of the dove. / Purple clo - The little old house at allpoetry
Moonlight / The window is open. / An old lady with her thoughts far away / Standing there alone, she prays. / Her tired eyes / And her exhausted look / Speak of the solitude. / There, in the little old hous - In my time of need at allpoetry
Thoughts of death inside me / But I try not to care / Because I'm drifting / Somewhere far away / Where the days were brighter / And the nights were warmer. / (When we said our last goodbye) / But now summ - Life is a hard road at allpoetry
From the time we opened our eyes / We wonder / We search. / Life is like a long road. / You walk and it suddenly ends! / We hope that one day we'll find the answers / Before that road starts to become s - The world we created at allpoetry
Millions of fake smiles / And acting our dreams are coming true / Deceiving the others, / Deceiving ourselves / What has this world become? / Is this the one we created? / People are just trying to find another mi - A torture of a young soul at allpoetry
The nights are long. / Quiet. / The days are hopeless. / Fake. / When will we stop asking? / When will we start understanding the meaning of our big but small lives? / All we get is more pain each day / More suf - Forbidden Dreams at allpoetry
Look around you and remember what you see / Don't forget the faces, the voices, / It's in your dream. / Whispers, screams and lies, / Ignore them, just follow your heart. / They don't let you follow the dove, / Th - The black pages of our lifes at allpoetry
Purple sky above us
A cold wind overcomes us. - Hypnotized at allpoetry
Humanity is a perfection who we don't respect.
And wars are signs of a world's total apocalipse. - The silent echoes of lost inocence at allpoetry
First, I want you to know that I didn't write this one because I want to win a place. I know I can't because this poem really sucks! But, I - Beauty Dies at allpoetry
Does my poem fit with the title?Please, let me know.
And yes, this is what happenes to our Mother Earth these days, and we are the only - Serenity at allpoetry
Drowning in their lies.
She drowns,
