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I Miss You... (Future is War) (Sonadow)I Miss You...
(Sonic's POV)
After all the pain and suffering you've put me through....I still do not hate you nor stopped loving you, but all I know is that I miss you...I miss your smile. I miss your laugh, which brighten everyone's day. I missed the way you loved me...

(Shadow's POV)
You didn't have time for me....But yet you still cared for me...and all I did was give you pain...Why? Why do you miss me?

(Sonic's POV)
No matter what you do or did...I just can't stop myself for loving you, love is going to be the death of me, I swear....

(Shadow's POV)
I miss you, I miss your smile, the way you used to look at me...
(Sonic's POV)
I hate mI Miss You... (Future is War) (Sonadow)3 days ago in Concrete Poetry

Too ShyWhen the bitter sun sets
I wonder what could be
If you also wanted
You and I to become we

We could be two actors
In a movie film or two
You could save me from bandits
I could fall in love with you

When the cold moon rises
I ponder and I fuss
I want to know what would be
If you and I became us

We could be two stars
Burning through the night
You could be my fire
I could be your light

When my eyes become sleepy
Nothing would be better
To know what’d be like
If you and I were together

We could be two boats
Lost at sea in storm
You could lead us back safely
I could help you to the shore

When the dawn begins to wake
I think about our yoToo Shy1 month ago in Concrete Poetry

You Are My LifeYou Are My Life

You mean the world to me,
You’re the only one I see in my dreams,
Me and you are meant to be,
Whenever I see you, all I can do is scream,
I can’t stop thinking about you,
I admire everything you do.

I want to see you night and day,
Me and you understand each other,
You are the one, that’s all I can say,
One day after another,
You’re always on my mind,
Your voice is so soft, gentle and kind.You Are My Life3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry

It's not like thatI don't hate you,
But I don't trust you.
If I don't trust you,
I can never love you.It's not like that2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry

Fallen in LoveI don’t want to be pieced by cupid’s arrow
And falling head over heals in love
A crush is a crush,
And the feelings I could feel would be lost and unheard

I don’t want to fall in love
Where my heart turns cold, hard, and frozen to stone
I don’t want to cry myself to sleep
Dreaming of you with somebody else

I don’t want to feel jealous, hurt, and in pain
Just because of one little mistake

I don’t want a love to be a lie,
Where I find myself in a void
Left to be miserable, motionless, and to the point
Of losing interest in the things I like

My walls will be sturdy and strong, nobody can break through
Fallen in Love3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry

tnm-reencuentro cap3Danville-3:00pm…
Las chicas ya estaban en el auto, pero desafortunadamente se quedaron atrapadas en un trancón que había en la calle principal de Danville...
-creo que como se ve, esto se descongestionará dentro de una hora-inquirió Marie
-dijo entre murmullo para sí misma-todo va bien-dijo isabella entre murmullos para si misma
-que dijiste tía-replico jazz
-!!Nada querida!!-dijo isabella un poco asustada
-está bien-replico jazz confundida-....tía Candace sabes donde esta Fred
-y Xavier –replico Candace, lanzándole una mirada picara y jazz lo único que pudo reaccionar jazz fue con un leve sonrojo en sus mejillas-pues ellos estaban alistándose con Phineas y Jeremy en el centro comercial comprando los esmoquin... ¿por?
-nada...-replico jatnm-reencuentro cap31 month ago in Concrete Poetry

Fat Girl ProblemsIf only my mass were as few as the ounce of my sanity;
Someone might wait less to finally like me.
Oh how I wish I could win you with my wit alone,
Without the diet of a rabbit or a body in bones;
Till then I can only be a love requited in my stanzas so pretty,
Dreaming of the days when I was one-thirty,
Pounds of happiness and youthful delight,
While your muscles would ache from our fights,
Over who broke the mirror.Fat Girl Problems2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry

Take my Hand

Take my hand and lead the way,
Pour out all your deeper thoughts,
Let your soft voice whisper swiftly into my ear,
All these lovely things I want to hear.
Kiss my lips and touch my skin,
Invoke my adrenalin,
And bring out passion deep within,
Draw me near and hold me tight.
Throw away all my sorrows and mourning,
In to the thick darkness of the night,
Claim back the long lost smile,
Back into my face at early dawn,
I’ve been in this custody for years,
Break the walls and enter my heart.
Untie the chains,
Hold my hand and let me out.
Release my soul held deep within…
I’m ready now;
Take my hand,
And let love begin!Take my Hand3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry

WilkPieśniarze pełni i łowcy wśród nowiu
Lasu srebrzyści i czarni strażnicy
O futrze w barwie rtęci i ołowiu
Rycerze zmroku, łowów orędownicy

Zawyjcie, by noc swoją pieśnią rozedrzeć
By pociąć ją Waszym hymnem pogoni!
Ofiara Wasza w mękach będzie wrzeszczeć...
A krew jej spłynie do ziemi bezlitosnych dłoni...

Nic nie jest tak dzikie, jak nocne wilka oczy
Nic nie jest tak wolne, tak dziko wyzwolone
Niechaj rzeczywistość o kłów Twych ostrych broczy
A drżą posady świata, pazurem uderzone!Wilk3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry

tnm-reencuentro cap 4Muy, muy lejos de Danville...

10:00Am
Xavier: ¿qué? , pero si hace unos segundos estábamos en el centro de Danville, ¿papa?
Jeremy: si lo se hijo, hace un momento estábamos a pocas, que digo pocas, solo dos cuadras del centro comercial, Phineas dijiste que si tomábamos el túnel llegaríamos muy pronto
Xavier: papa, mi tío Phineas no está aquí
Jeremy: que, pero si hace unos segundos estaba...-este dirigió su mirada hacia el auto y confirmo que phineas no se encontraba en el auto, solamente estaba Fred, el cual estaba profundamente dormido-¿Xavier tienes tu celular?
Xavier: asintió -si
Jeremy: muy bien, ¿puedes llamar a phineas?
Xavier: si, con gusto
Entonces Xavier se dirigió al auto, abrió la puerta de este, y cogió el celular que estaba en uno de los asientos traseros del auto, stnm-reencuentro cap 42 days ago in Concrete Poetry

I am a LimeI am a Lime
Green and Sour all the time.
Yes, I am unpleasant.
My skin isn’t soft like a plum
And my taste doesn’t give a yum.
It gives people a yuck.
I’m a taste other fruits can’t bear.
Because I sure am not a sugary pear.
So what is my use?
I am after all a Lime.
I am a Lemon.
Huh?
Yellow and bitter all the time.
Do you also suffer from the sour?
Well, yes! I am a Lemon after all.
And I am a Lime after all.
I think you and me will go well together Lime.
I agree with that Lemon.I am a Lime5 days ago in Concrete Poetry

Papered ConfessionI am afraid, so very afraid to speak
I can never verbalize my inner want, that thing I desire.
But on paper, in ink I am strong and my fears come down as glass, to break.
I can tell you so much, all of it true, you’ll never see that begotten liar.

I can lay tears, wants, hopes, myself out on paper
Scream out those rage born frustrations too.
Those wicked but sweet things I need to say will come to burn as endless taper,
Wreaking havoc on my lies, and my truths will roar as fire, and I could never rue.

Ask me for a poem, ask me, please do!
All those thing I want to say, must say
I want you to know, to my utter shame, I confess I think Papered Confession2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry

FinalYou're lost.
Come find me.
I'm rare like the recursive stars in the city sky;
Your pale moon face feasts on my walnut eyes,
Sharp with sad times that sting softly like the static from your hair...
We shouldn't be too hard to find.

You're lying.
Try honesty.
I'm foolish like the fair maiden in a fairytale romance;
Your thin lips pierced my veiled innocence,
Leaving our whispers at midnight.

You're found.
I'm still looking.
Your fine fingertips freed me;
Yet I wander woefully,
The morning after.Final2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry

And Mine Her'sHer day is mine,

and mine her’s.

She smiles at me,

and I smile back.

Her love is mine,

and mine her’s.

She holds me,

and I hold her back.

Her body is mine,

and mine her’s.

She loves me,

and I love her back.

Her life is mine,

and mine her’s.

I trip….

She laughs,

and I laugh back.And Mine Her's2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry

NO more buts!i look at you and think WOW
but then i think WHY me

when you touch me i feel like i am in HEAVEN
but then i remember I Am NOT ALOUD there

you smile and i say thank you GOD
but then god HATES ME

i say I LOVE YOU
but other people think that is the DEVILS WORK

i say i have a GIRLFRIEND
and people WALKAWAY FROM THE 'FREAK'

I SAY NO MORE BUTS AND YOU SAY......NO more buts!1 day ago in Concrete Poetry

Untitled (Covered)Cover me up
Swallow me whole
So I can fill the depths of your soul
Let me cradle you close
Close to my heart
So that we'll never need be apart
I soak you in
Like fresh morning dew
And I'll know you know that my heart belongs to you
I'll drown in your scent
And get lost in those eyes
Getting so high on you that we're lost in the skies
Show me your scars
And I'll show you mine
As we fall into a love that feels so divine
I'll kiss every wound
Every bruise, every mark
As all of the past hurt fades into the dark
For you are my angel
My heaven on earth
No jewel or precious stone could compare to your worth
I'd give up the world
All the riches and fUntitled (Covered)3 days ago in Concrete Poetry

The Heart You Broke (May 12thThe Heart You Broke
(May 12th, 2013)

Oh, I know it wasn’t perfect in the first place,
But what heart hasn’t been hurt at least one time?
Maybe it was cracked in a few places,
Ran through with a few hairbreadth lines.
But it was mine and it was whole at least,
Still together, all in one piece.

You distracted me so you could steal it;
I let it go, because you really turned my head.
You were supposed to take it and heal it,
But now your hands are stained blood red.
You couldn’t just be my friend, you had to ignore,
While I felt an emotion like none before.

I wanted my heat back, but you returned
It in a million pieces like The Heart You Broke (May 12th1 week ago in Concrete Poetry

In The Growing DarkIn The Growing Dark

“

In the growing dark,
I heard your silence,
whispering in my ear:
“There is nothing to fear.
“I will always be here.”

In the growing dark,
I discovered your heart,
To my soul it did speak:
“You are not weak,
“for your heart does not creak.”

In the growing dark,
I felt your breath,
And to me it told:
“To me you are gold,
“And to you I am sold.”

In the growing dark,
I found your arms,
Held fast they hissed:
“My chance I nearly missed,
“And with that I would have been pissed.”

In the growing dark,
I traced your heart,
And it soothed to me:
&lIn The Growing Dark1 week ago in Concrete Poetry

Please Come Back And Show Me What's RealWhy have you walked out of my life
All I have left to feel is this tear.
You've pierced the veil with the knife
Do you even know I'm here?
I've been lost in this world.
Though it's been so long.
As I lay in my bed curled
Singing this song.
My heart drops at your sight
Your beauty highly mistaken.
Your eyes shine bright in the light
And my head feels forsaken.
I miss you behind the heel.
Please come back and show me what's real. Please Come Back And Show Me What's Real1 week ago in Concrete Poetry

Would You?If I said I loved you,
Would you come back to me?

If I said I needed you,
Would you come back into my arms, let you see?

If I said I couldn't live without you,
Would you be my saving grace?

If I said I was lonely,
Would you hold me close in your warm embrace?

If I was spiralling down and all seemed lost,
Would you pick up my broken pieces and put me back together?

If I said you were the only one for me,
Would you be mine forever?

If I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you,
Would you get down on one knee?

If I wrote you a love poem that was not titled for anyone in particular,
Would you know it was for you and you only?Would You?2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry

If... , I would...If kisses were water I would give you
the sea, if hugs were the leaves I would
give you a tree, but if love was time, I
would give you eternity.If... , I would...3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry

Thomarie-Un Complicado Amor Parte 7Marie: bueno con Thomas todo es hermoso me trata bien a veces… ya sabes que es un poco gruñón jiji me encanta cuando se molesta se ve tan lindo…

Jazz: mmm…

Marie: y no me gusta que este con Bridgette…cuando los veo juntos me enfado y no sé porque…

Jazz: porque te gusta!

Marie: eso crees?

Jazz: obvio evidentemente estas celosa de Bridgette

Marie: celos???

Jazz: si amiga CELOS

Marie: mmm…

Jazz: por dios!!! No sabes que son celos verdad?

Marie: SI SE QUE SON!!

Jazz: a ver sabelotodo… que son celos?

Marie: celos son…

Marie agarra su Tablet y busca definici&Thomarie-Un Complicado Amor Parte 71 month ago in Concrete Poetry

CarbonUbiorę się dzisiaj w nieco inną skórę
I zamiast pióra w rękę złapię pędzel
Choćby przede mną armia stanąć miała murem
To powstrzymać się nie dam, a padnę ja prędzej!

Przemaluję epitet na barwną paletę
A metafory droga dojdzie do alegorii obrazu
Z marzeń i słów ułożę Ci rozetę
A ogień mój i zimno ujrzysz Ty w witrażu

Przekuję taniec liter na orgię plam i kresek
Na występ operowy ołówkowej damy
Ton moralny słowa przekuwam dziś w deseCarbon1 month ago in Concrete Poetry

Un fantasma enamoradoUn fantasma enamorado
De una mujer que ya no existe
Un espectro encadenado
Un espíritu atrapado.

Por unos besos inventados
Por un amor mal fabricado
Por una silueta hecha de sueños
Por una silueta encadenado.

Llorando lágrimas de humo
Soltando gritos que se ahogan
Un fantasma enamorado
De una falacia vuelta gloria.

De un ideal nacido en recuerdos
De una meta que yace en derrota
Yo soy todo el amor que no me diste
Y tú este corazón que no aceptaste.

Soy un fantasma que solo vez tú
Tú parada frente a aquí y ahora
Tú que me conociste
Tú que me enamoraste.

Tú que teUn fantasma enamorado10 hours ago in Concrete Poetry

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