Have I stained you?
Did I do wrong?
Please tell me who,
Sadly was sung a song.
...
Swollen eyes, weary face,
'Twas I was fractured, much too grief so fierce.
The heart that used to beat and pace,
Save it the solace, as through the heart, I'm out of tears.
...
I've seen despair,
I've been crying.
I've seen the absence of air,
But all was fixed in perfect timing.
...
Man was created,
And so nature came forth from it's creation.
They progressed so slanted,
But that's what to expect from one of inclination.
...
Mountains, canyons, and rivers.
In the material and abstract they're nature.
We never were receivers, nor givers.
We were never indecisive, nor were we sure.
...
I would like to entwine my hands with yours, walking into the blue,
And heed everything you say.
Would this come true?
Well, only if you may...
...
A realization came by
So sudden and abrupt
I imagined I could fly
And all emotions erupt
...
Descending rain,
Day to day you fall.
You're not one so tame,
You are nature after all.
...
Leave it be,
My soul so salted.
Don't halt, nor dare to see,
For anger courses through the insulted,
...
Tease me with a sight
A sight so sweet, so blissful
It doesn't matter if I yearn, because I know right,
That the torment it will cause, it could be nothing but painful
...
I walk upon this ground,
Existing, helplessly.
I may only be a sound,
Maybe, probably.
...
Where are you?
Where, in a world so vast?
Who are you?
"Who? " one would ask
...
Fell upon the hardest,
Bruised upon the roughest
I will surely see to it,
Found for you, a place to sit
...
Valentine help me,
A soul solitary
Assist me to see,
A love extraordinary
...
Has it been long,
Since times I despaired?
Perhaps I'm wrong,
But fine I have faired.
...
Forgotten I shall be,
By no intent
To that, woe is me!
None will lament...
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I've been in Poem hunter for a while now and I am thrilled to know that my poems get to be out in the open, so you'll be seeing a lot of me (hopefully) .)
A Pitiful Apology
Have I stained you?
Did I do wrong?
Please tell me who,
Sadly was sung a song.
I crumble to my knees,
Under your gaze.
No use saying, "please"
I know you desire to raze.
I could just perish,
I could just disappear.
But would you relish,
After my words you hear?
What was spoken could merely be,
Just out of desperation.
But could you not see?
You are my aspiration.
I only wish to be forgiven,
All for my actions wicked.
Forgive one so stricken,
And you may never have hated.
You are only 14! ! AMAZING! !