Old Poems #1

Old Poems #1

A Poem by Poetic Solace
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These are a few of my older poems, I hope you like them.

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Fly 

Written - May 15th, 2008


If I wanted to fly

Would you be there to say goodbye?

Or would you just stand and do nothing?


If I wanted to cry

Would you be by my side?

Or will it all be fore nothing?


So, even if I cry or fly

You might be there to say goodbye

But, I need to spread my own wings now

"Goodbye..."



Canceled

Written - May 17th, 2008


That was the word

That took root in my mind

That one word lifted my heart

It's amazing how a single word

Could be so strong

That was the word

I wanted to hear

For that whole month long



Life

Written - June 5th, 2008


A space in time

A dot in life

Is that all we are?

Pawns on a chessboard?

I don't think so...

We stand on our own

We stand by each other

We share emotions

You're there for me

So,  no, I don't want this anymore

I want to live...



Drops

Written - January 13th, 2009


Everything we know

Changes in a heartbeat

The weight of our tears fill our soul

Let them drop

Let them drop

Sorrow draws our tears

Do we know who to turn to?

Anything can change in seconds...

How do you perfect the art of crying?



Rewrite

Written - January 20th, 2009


Written words stand alone

Where do we lie?

Where were you?

Words rewritten to form

A single apology

A singlle emotion

Words rewritten show us we're not alone

There's more to it than we know

We can make it right

Let's rewrite our lives...


 

 

© 2009 Poetic Solace


Author's Note

Poetic Solace
I believe there will be a part 2 and maybe more..

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Poetic Solace
Poetic Solace

Stalker, MN



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"Music = Poetry" I live in this one place called Minnesota... You've probably heard of it. You know, the one with the twin cities and stuff.. Yeahh... I realized that music is my escape from.. more..

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