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You passed away but
Our love for you will
Never fade away and
We miss you more
Than words can say
And pray you're resting
In a better way.
Always Thinking About You
Every moment I spend talking
To you makes me fall more deeply
In love with you so take my hands
And grow old with me because
Forever and always I will love you.
True Love ❤️ ❣️❣️
  3d Joker
Shane
When red apple roses rise from my head,
Know that the earth has embraced me, now dead.
I'll rest where roots wrap my bones in the ground,
And bloom through my silence, no longer bound.

Their petals still whisper the things I once said;
In death, I will part with the cage of my heart.
So grieve in my garden, but know it’s my home,
For beauty will grow where my love ever roams.
  3d Joker
Hummingbird
You’ve left a bitter taste in my mouth,
Your fragrance clung to my breath,
Things with you have gone south,
You’ve taken a toll on my health,

I watch embers chase white paper,
Leave blackened ash in your wake,
At times you have made things seem better,
In time you’ve become something to hate,

I’ll miss the warmth at my fingertips,
Not forget the rush you bring to my head,
Nothing but poison between my lips,
Hard not to want you before going to bed,

I loved you but I can’t live in regret,
Time to snub you out, my sweet cigarette.
(Just got out of an abusive relationship, quit smoking in the process)
Joker Nov 2024
I want to forget but I can't
Not close but not out of sight
She also appears in the reflection of the mirror I can't talk to her though...
I hear her voice
I know she will never be mine
I don't want to love her but...
Love her forever,
Oh!! what a celestial love is mine.
Secret love always keep man intense about their woman. These are the few words of many.
Joker Nov 2024
The road is empty
in the middle of the night
The path is crooked With me on
the way Maybe someone will meet
A crescent moon is also curved
The clouds float away
I walk on the road of my mind
Head against the window grill.
Not everyone can walk but their believe and imaginations take them far from where they are. Sill they are alone.
  Oct 2024 Joker
Sydney V
There is a melody that sings,
of a dream lost in time, with music
that fits the space  
that can’t be filled.
She is as real to you,  
as the wood in your hands
and at night, beyond the timbre of your guitar  
that murmurs melodies about a world
too many understand.
What once was elegant boulevards
in Madrid, are now  
a melodic strain  
of fleeting moments, trapped  
in colorless discontent.
This is an attempt at ekphrastic poetry, which I based of the X-ray version of 'The Old Guitarist" by Pablo Picasso. I highly suggest looking up this image, as it speaks differently than the one that is commonly known, and it may make the poem easier to understand.
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