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Stephanie Jan 2019
if ever that you would meet
one of my poems again,
don't pay attention on the words
seek for my heart instead
then listen to whatever your heart says
and that's it..
the most precious thing in the world
let our hearts find its way back home
you own my poetry
so as you own my love
for once, i wanted to be the subject of your poetry.
because to me, it's always been you.
  Jan 2019 Stephanie
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

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Stephanie Jan 2019
I saw the moon tonight
round, full and bright
it reigns over the darkness of skies
down to my almost teary eyes

The moon followed me home and
I imagined it was you then
it made me smile
If it's with you, I want another mile

Tonight, it is so sad and cold outside
I nevermind, I would beg the heavens all night
tell the moon to embrace you for me
If by chance that you looked up too and see

There I was, I stole the moon and wore it
distant, but every night when I miss you
I'll shine to you, and tell the stars to do it too
Darkness can no longer hide you away from me.
Stephanie Jan 2019
I'm tired.
and I'm sad.
but I'm not sad because I'm tired
it is because...
you are the rest that I need
but I can't have you.
I've never stared to a flooded notifications on my phone before and still don't recognize it because none was from you.
Stephanie Jan 2019
I hate the nights
when I'm missing you
and can't do anything
to hold you, to tell you
how much I really do
I just miss you
and can't help but cry over it
til it brings me to sleep
I used to love it
there's no pain when sleeping
but tonight, I found you there
and it's not a dream anymore
but a nightmare
of how you still
push me away in other world
but what I hate the most
are the sudden wake up's
when it's dawn, cold and lonely
then reality will remind me
my nightmares are reality
i miss you
Stephanie Jan 2019
imagine, the time when we all learn the art of living
rather than just continuous breathing
there'll be no more lies
there'll be no more cries
we'll all have our sun shining through
and we'll look at the same skies of blue
peace will be at hand
and earth will be a happy land
wave farewell to the terror of the nights
terminated are the painful fights
For there will be no more battle
inside the heart of a love-filled human vessel
words synonymous to sadness will exist no more
genuine happiness will be felt down to its core
you'll be surprised at how forgiveness
could be the starting point of a new fortress
and it will be available for all
no more pain if anyone will fall
there in our paradise, you can sing and dance and groove
without the fear of judgment of how it is going to be not that good
there in our paradise, you can have enough sleep in peace
with still the urge to wake up, tiredness of minds will cease
there in our paradise, no complications to love
you don't have to wear a mask to be loved,
nor to pay for it, for to love only requires yourself
and in our paradise, there'll be no more lonely self
there in our paradise, no more broken nor complete families
For there will be only one, resilient over hundred calamities

yes love, I promise you all these.

what you imagine today, will be our paradise tomorrow.
yes, I'm gonna take your hand and your whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you.
Stephanie Jan 2019
two letter word and the goodness it held;
crossover the forbidden pleasure of sense
no sudden burst of supernova
shall ruin my assayed constellations
if million years do exist, why seconds don't?
but if I have to wait a light-year for my universe,
I will spell out a more magical three letter word
when the time has come and everything's in place
where would I be? in my universe?
I wish I'm with my universe, but first...
let me be drowned in my own bittersweet dreams
I'm not yet done in killing myself so I could finally live
if matter has space and has mass and so do I,
then why I keep asking "do I matter?"
the absolute value is not my care, to whom is
because for those who really care is the essence of worth
many claimed pledges were already burned
by the raging wrath of my trust-doubting sun
in a world full of lies, where should I start
to breathe the purity of painful truths?
so by then...
four letter word will rest in my soul again
01/12/2019 | 22:29
-- these thoughts are dangerous, they are suffocating my mind. begging me to let them finally out. guess i'm hiding myself in messy combinations of words again... :(
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