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I loved being a child in my little house, in my little street. Growing up there was so much fun. Our back garden that seems so very small now was huge when I was a child. In the summer dad would build me a tent out of some old bedsheets. I had so man...

actung 5 months ago

Back In Time

What once was ... will again be ...

Baby… Oh, baby… My sweet baby… You’re the one… To understand the way forward, the road to the future, one must go back in time… It can be said that love can sometimes be strange as it can also be said that love is eternal though what can be stranger...

I´d never thought it would end this, I´d never thought we would part, I´d never thought of time as an enemy, I´d never thought you would leave me. Still, fear not, I have seen you sneaking, just to escape, just to hide, just to go. You did not know m...

She.   He stopped texting her, all of a sudden. She could not understand why, since he had asked her to be his completely, to belong to him out of her own will. She had found this disturbing and enticing at the same time. The nature of her feelings f...

She wrote about him all the time, she never mentioned his name again, she wrote about her love and her lust, she wrote not taking any needed breaks. She just wrote about her sadness, about his absence and her bereavement, she wrote to extract all fro...

Living by proxy in your mind, with just the promise of my surrender. Living by proxy in my own skin, with just the memory of a few encounters. Living by proxy in a fleeting time with just the solitude left by your absence.

In the old city of canals, of narrow winding streets, in the city of dark waters and bridges of mystery, there is a time when all stops and goes back to centuries ago... Trust me, in this beloved city I met you once, in times long gone, you loved me...

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One day we can sit together, in a quiet garden with no flowers, with white statues watching us. Then we can remember our many attempts at love while a pale sun hits our hearts and a cold breeze kisses us. One day we can remember and cry for lost hour...

Pirate 5 years ago

Teardrops In The Champagne

My entry in Andy an my poem/rhyme challenge.

Teardrops In TheChampagne Our place that we first met, Has closed and is no more. I enter what is left of it, Stepping through its shattered door. As I gaze upon the dust covered tables, And the paint peeling off the walls. I remember the day you pr...

HazelsHeaven 5 years ago

Missed Chance

The past collides with the present.

Hidden in a church’s bell tower, I crouched as I aimed my rifle towards a black Audi down below. The target was a man with a dragon tattoo on his arm. I felt the trigger, viewing him through the scope as he alighted. A bullet in the head was all it n...

Nostalgia - Adrian Gabardo Today I remembered, that old place I used to sleep in, those four white walls within I used to reside, much alike the ones where my eyes shall close tonight. I remembered, the feeling of misplacement I used to feel, the me...