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Poetic T Apr 2020
my last breath
alone,


but you here, peace
The Foodie One Apr 2020
I don't know why I feel
this pain right here - it's real;
Just tear my heart apart
and put it back at rest.
© 13/03/2019
White Phoenix Mar 2020
They say I have a good heart
But Im not really sure
The **** that ive done
could have the devil running from the underworld
and if i run the world one day
id be tired
were all the same when our eyes are closed
just rest
and even if they dont agree
theres no need to leave the rest
they say the grass is ALWAYS greener
thats a lie we all need the rest

but
im an insomniac
hahaha
Gemma Mar 2020
I yearn for sleep.
If my eyes are closed I cannot cry.
My mind can not continously ask why.
I yearn for sleep.
The kind that envelopes you,
The kind that is deep.
At least within my slumber, my heart may find some peace.
I fear my dreams, good or bad, because I still wake up with out you.
I still wake up sad.
There is no real rest inside my head, even when I'm safe inside my bed.
Yet I still yearn for sleep,
the kind that envelopes you,
The kind that is deep.
I'm tired. I miss you.
R Mar 2020
If I let you roam to your heart’s content,
Do you promise to come back
When you need to rest your weary head?
Still pining for someone I can never have. Ever.
Jay M Feb 2020
I say this now, for I havst not time left.
Not this fair night, in this night air, you see.
Goodnight, my love, for now I must go work.
School work, for there is much of it left still.
Adue, my darling, I must resume this
And you, surely you must resume your night.

(Tís Shakespeare my dear; rest well my darling.)

- Jay M
February 24th, 2020
From last night, I had been reading Shakespeare and sent a text to my love in iambic pentameter. Sounds a little like Shakespeare, in the sense of format..
Mikel Feb 2020
The space in every word of a sentence
The silence between notes of a song
The rest after a hard day's work
Gap and stop makes sense

There is no such thing as nothing.
Even nothing must have something.

Sometimes, a stop is needed
A necessary halt for refueling the engine
A little brake to a steep corner
The travel becomes faster
This poem suddenly came out while on a trip.
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