Breakup Poems
A Study in Scarlet
by Jonathan Goff
Act 1: Reckoning
Vinyl burns February skin.
A sticky valentine.
Handprint heat echoes
on cracked windows.
Your breath--
half prayer,
half epitaph.
Demons of the night
Dressed like angels,
......
Life Is To Short To Score Little
by Christen Kuikoua
It Is not Death Most people are Afraid Of
But it is getting to the end of life only to realize
That you never truly lived
Most people On Their Dead Bed,
Don't regret the things they did
but the things they didn't do
The risks they never took
and Finally the dream they didn't pursue
So if I ask You today
will you last Words be ' If Only I had'
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Affect Of Breakup In Relations & Children's Lifes
by Christen Kuikoua
In life Relationship,
Useless Battle Between Couples
Must be avoided
Because there is no need for negative energy
In the midst of Love
My Bible say love cares
Love protects, Love put a smile on faces
Love forgives & Finally Love don't hate
I am no expert in love
because I myself always learn from it
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The pain of remembering
by Raul Hultin
Trust in our future
Made the hardest cries, filed with comfort
But now, so still
Lost the future
Made the softest moments, filed with pain
Arthur
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Mysterious as the night,
Shadowy figure of towering height,
Eyes of black, perhaps contrite,
He walks in starlight.
The night is fine,
As the oaks intertwine.
From a window of mine,
I watch him pass the vine.
Sleep is not imminent,
In this hour of discontent,
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Onder die groen doringboom
by Mario Odekerken
Onder die groen doringboom
het ek jou vir die eerste keer gesien.
Jy het daar gestaan
soos iets wat reeds lank aan my bekend was,
'n herinnering wat nog nie gebeur het nie.
Die son het tussen die dorings geval,
lig op jou hare,
skadu's op jou wange.
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A Study in Scarlet
by Jonathan Goff
Act 1: Reckoning
Vinyl burns February skin.
A sticky valentine.
Handprint heat echoes
on cracked windows.
Your breath--
half prayer,
half epitaph.
Demons of the night
Dressed like angels,
......
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Continue readingIn de tuin van onze liefde
by Mario Odekerken
In de tuin van onze liefde,
waar ooit de bloemen bloeiden
en alles met innerlijke aandacht groeide,
hing de lucht stil van vertrouwen.
Jouw blik was toen nog thuis,
je handen nog bekend,
je woorden nog geworteld in waarheid.
Maar tussen de rozen
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My biggest mistake
by Mario Odekerken
My biggest mistake
was loving you
with all the parts of me
I should have saved.
I gave you silence
when you needed truth,
patience
when you gave me distance,
hope
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