Forget his name
Forget his face
Forget his kiss
His warm embrace
Forget tge love once knew
Remember he has someone new
Forget him when they paly your song
Remember when you cried all night long
Forget how close you once were
Remember he has chosen her
Forget how you memorized his walk
Forget the way you used to talk
Forget the things he used to say
Rememeber he has gone away
Forget his kuagh frget his grin
Forget the dimples on his chin
Ftget the way

I have given up everything I ever had
to see you happy- just a smile, a single kiss?
I gave you tge best you've ever had
And you passed me up for someone
worse than this...

You only ever broke me, tore me down,
All I ever tried was to build you up
now we're too deep Love will have to drown.
take my sanity, take my heart
Once again I'm going down.

We were such a beautiful perfection
once before, what happened to us dear?
Was I not the missing pieces you needed
or are you simple blind
to the love surrounding you here?

You onlu ever broke me, tore me down
all I have ever tried was to build you up
now we're too deep Love will have to drown
take my sanity, take my heart
Once again I'm going down.

I thought that I could swim
if not I always thought you'd save ne
yet again i was wrong cause
you chise to walk away
to leace Happiness.

What a beautiful letdown
all I ever needed
another beautiful letdown...

You only ever broke me tore me down
all I ever tried was to build you up
now we're too deep Love will have to drown
take my sanity take my heart
Once again I'm going down

Just let me drown
just let me drown
just leave me going down
thanks for another

beautiful letdown...

Her silence
Pierces tge ear drums
And makes introspective
equal easy
To predict her levee overflow
Is an art form
That many mouths water for
One must possess her
Body and soul
To truly empathise
With her
Tsunami

Waste Not True Be
Beautiful Life
Spring From the Rotten Flesh

Seeds Thrown Away
Each One Perfect
Fruit of The Compost
Child
Great Strides
Are Made By Ghes
Who Art Thou?
That Rewrites the Word
By Circumstance
From Free?
Art Thou Free Choice
Given
By Wisdoms Homecoming
We Are Seen
Family of Selves
Throughout The Now
Eternity
Caves Doorway
New Mu Be

Through
The Caghedral
Of Roughen
Loughan's  Blessings
Filled With Nothingness
Light Divine
By Each
Was Life Sprung
Lifting
Our Paris Played Sure
Pain Was But A Virtue
Of Tge Accusation
Came
For To Bless Us
Was Our Crown Made Ure
One Word Ire
That is The Ore
Of Life
One
Onw
Onwards Wford
Ours  is Given Forwatd naught
It's Been  bee as it May
I've Already Been
This Path is Known
I feel It
It's Carriynh me  crow is Hidden  Magic
Many is Me  She My N
N is Majic Magic Magic Magic Magic Magic
K is Chance chance chance chance chance
Choice Choice Choice Choice Choice
Collin CollinCollin Coliin Omire Omeir
One or one ire moire moire moire OMIRE
Omire O Meir.  O'Mire
Omire Where art Thou ?
Cry for You
Cry
Whole
Where Who Where Who My Black Irishman
where
Wisdom
Www Home Wisom
Come Back
Get Me
snakes Sre Gird
Snakes are Ireland
Snakes R Ire
Ire ire ire ire harp
Harp harp harp harp harp harp harp harp
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Mu My Mu Mu s mall words
My Name Is George
She King I King  Muse
I King Collin Harpgolden Harp
I King
I King K King K Queen
Golden Harp
King Threads Song Song Sonf song
Threads
Listen
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Song Spiral
Threads listen Collin King Is Song
Jenny
Is
Song
Snakes like song
Call song call song call sing call song call sing
Ask Question Ask
None is Bad
None
Many that don't bro
Belief is true
God is Goodsnakes R Good


Harp Harp
Harp is me Harp is Thread Harp

Title          : SHE'S BEAUTY
                        TO MY EYES
Poet          : Phyll
Genre       : Love/hurt/decision
P/Sw no. : 293
Year          : 2018


SHE'S BEAUTY TO MY EYES
      As Authored By Phyll


Babe,
I searched for meaning of love in your teary eyes,
I looked for peace in your laughter,
Dug for pleasure in your centre,
Your words burned flames of passion in my innocent soul,

As your tender nails did my back,
But they didn't reach deep enough,
I didn't know what i exactly needed from you.
But with you,
And besides you,
I Phyll felt closer to getting it.

After a long loving season,
Things began to change,
From lasting to Lusting.
I never cared cause all i saw was you babe.

Now I've lost all touch,
My a million calls unrecieved,
Plans unfulfiled,
Messages unreplied to,
Blue ticks decorating my app...
Really babe!
Do you really have to be this way?

I Phyll i feel incomplete,
With my eyes wet,
Tears threatening to spill,
I Phyll for ages had longed for US,
But not i feel It's a pass.

Once my heart which was full,
Now it's considered wreaked.
Just cause you left without saying goodbye.

For once lady,
Please allow me...
Allow me to question you and your crocodile tears.
Do you think of me as devil who lacks mercy?
Do you see me so cruel and unforgiving?
Do you think I'd run you over for what you did to my heart?

If only you knew...
The love!
How much i loved you,
You'd be right here with me.
If only you knew...
The power!
Tge power i did put wgen i found you torn apart with a heart crushed into powder you'd do me right.
If only you knew...
The strength!
The amount of streng i did invest in US even when everyone else was against US succeeding and having a brighter future ahead with two lovely kids you'd appreciate my efforts.

If only you knew the impact...
That you have over me!
I'd run to you even if you betrayed me a million times.
I'd melt in your arms even without an apology coming from you.

Not for your beauty,
Buuuu...
I said but,
Because it's you;
The real you,
The inner you.


Not only do i Phyll feel my body,
But i feel my soul too fell in love with you.
If only you could come back..
To mend my broken beyond repair heart;
That is.


But its too late for that!
You an sob all you want?
Remember the famous saying;
What you do to others...
Haha ...

So sorry lady.

One promise I've made to Phyll;
my love,
I mean LOVE .
Yes the same one,
The true love i had for you,
It will never come back to you.

I'Ve left you behind,
Just like i do to my shade.
Not cause i hate it nor you,
But cause you're of no value.
I deserve real in my reality,
Just as i love in my love life.

You were beauty to my
Eyes,
But not anymore.
So
Bye,

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
COPYRIGHT BY PHYLL
[email protected]
*(C)2018.

You know what i hate the most
Well not really
Its impossible to know what you hate the most
But anyway
What i hate the most is that i cant be crazy
I cant use the 'back door' as tge joker describes it
I have on countless occasions imagined myself freaking out
Storming through the house breaking things
Grabbing my mothers wallet
And leaving the house
Surviving off the streets
And my mothers credit card
I have imagined
That i would get involved in drugs and alcohol
Start hanging with the wrong crowd
Doing anything for the next dose
I have imagined immersing myself in a world of lust
Constanyly searching for ***
The newest *****
And then doin anything to enhance the experience
I have imagined myself having a mental breakdown
Becoming crazy
Doing things that can onky be excused by madness
Being given a straight jacket
Being forcefed pills
Living in a padded cell unable to **** myself
Coz even if i starve myself they will make sure i survive
I have imagined cutting myself
Living in a world of private torment
Until the pain becomes too much
Then i spend three weeks writing my suicide note
Because my emotions are so hard to peg
Coz i have spent my entire life hiding and running away from them
And so far i have succeded
And then i get the rope
Get the suit and spend three days 'gracefully defiling' it as my last piece of art
Then i burn it all because im too scared to do it
Then i restart
I have imagined that i sseek solace in violence
In crime

Stealing small things
Getting angrier and angrier
Ubtil i **** someone
Then spend my life in prison
I have imagined that i become a famous writer
Feeling empty and lonely
Fi ding the woman i love and wishing i hadnt
Because i end up killing myself and hurting her
I have imagined tgat i stop ****
Become a nobel peace prize winner
Become famous
Then die without the right woman
I have imagined that i am a gamous singer
But end up killing myself coz the fame is too much
And the attention drives me over the edge
I have imaginex that i go to sleep and not wake up
To go peacefully
Coz thats wgat i ****
Peace
I have imagined that my family throws me out and i fend for myself
I work hard
Survive by washing cars
Or working a petrol pump
I have imagined that my whole family dies
Then i choke up coz i love them so much i cqnt continue with this ******* illusion
And i  the end i cant do it all
In the end im just a ******* little boy with depression
In the end i want to cut but am so scared that i cry myself to sleep
In the end im a little boy that refuses to take medication
Because tgat is his way of defying this disease
In the end im a boy that says things like 'this is my way of defying the disease' but actually im just so scared
In the end i lie fo myself to make it better
In the end i know im lying but i still do it
In the end i still believe .it And i wish this was the end but its not
Coz ill probably die
Married to a woman i love
But never being able to do what i love
Because I care about other people so much I would give them anything for them to be happy

I write slightly intoxicated.
Maybe it's from tge *****.
Or maybe it's from you r kisses.
Or the way you felt on that rooftop.
All I now is I've not felt like this for a long while.
And you seem to know everything I could need.
Kissing you makes me high.
Touching you gets me drunk.
You touching me.
Holding me.
Well that's almost enought to make me passs out.
What am was I saying,
Oh, yeah
You make me feel really quite special.
Intoxicated
And it's not just hte ***** talking.

I sit outside here alone
The chilly air suspendes around me
The smell of wetness resonates boldly from the rain some twentt minutes ago
I wear my white formal shirt wrinkled and undone at the top and bottom as well as my black formal pants that protects my legs from the cold
It's dark....
Lights in the distance remind me of the isolation which beats in time to my heart
My fumbling hands reach for tge carton and I remove one
Placing it in between my lips, the taste making me anxious for what is to come
A scrape and a fizzle then a sudden yet small blaze of light erupts as the damp matches are lit
The frenzy of letting the flame touch the lip before the dampness kills it
The matche's flame burns out, ending its bright career
But not before it ignites the cigarette and leaves the tobacco smoldering like miniature embers
I inhale.... tasting the smoke and exhale, watching in awe at how the smoke lazily twists and curls in the air
I enjoy the taste of it in my mouth
I don't allow it to go further than my mouth simply enjoying the flavour
I finish one, staring at it as the sliver of doubt creeps in....
Better light another to make sure
I repeat the process but this time I inhale deeply on the first drag, allowing the bitter smoke to enter my lungs
Yup...There it is: the disgust
I sit in the dark like some kind of thief smoking a *** just for the sake of smoking it
I do what my friend taught me
I inhale deeply and take a big drag into my mouth and sharply breath it into my lungs
It stings......
It burns......
And I wait...wait for the- Ahh! There it is. The lightheadedness.
The only immediate effect I feel from smoking
It hits me harder than my freight train of insecurities
Here I'm sitting...
Outside in the dark as if I was a common criminal
My legs are on the table in front of me spread like a cheap *****'s
And in a way I'm allowing my insecurities to **** me as if I'm the cheap *****
I start to taste the disgustingness of the bile-bitter smoke in my mouth
The pretty patterns of smoke no longer making it worth it
I close my eyes and the dizziness causes me to feel like I'm on a boat in a sea somewhere about to drown
I'm never had seasickness but the nausea cripples me
I open my eyes and look at the half burnt stub I hold between my fingers like some posh *******
It smolders and despite the hate I feel towards its ugliness I love the beauty of the smoke
I realize how disgusting I am
How the smoke in my hand tastes like cud
How my below average body screams for attention
How the oily pimples on my chest swear at me each time I look in the mirror
I am disgusting
And so is this smoke
I close my eyes again and I feel like I'm falling forward
Towards the darkness within me
The darkness I kept locked away for so long
I plummet and right before the abyss I open my eyes and look at the now dead *** in my hand....

Maybe I need a new brand...

Written by tge hands if pain,
Thr decaying corpse of your being,
The kind that makes you wonder
Why you weren't enough.

She is like my ecstacy

I talk to her and I love it

I get so high

On her comments

On her poems

On her words

On the way she says tge words

She releases all the tension

All the pain

But like all

Good

Drugs

There is a down side

After I take my dose

I need more

I need more of my pure rapture

That's what I'm calling this drug

The rapture of the orange princess

As I look into the clouds
I can see the rain
The clouds are you and the rain is your pain
The harder tbey fall the worser she feels
She's just another person searching for real
She's a girl who's very kinded
With a mind that's open-minded
As I look into the sun
I can sense the heat
Never seen a girl so hot
That ll she'll  melt me from my head to feet
Lady your unique
Your something like a flower
With a personality so bright I ll give you half my power
As I look into the water
I can see your feelings go deep
Your living your dreams like theres no use for sleep
Now as I see you
So mystery and blue
So shy and cute
Guts try there luck your mute
Around me you show pride
And nobody knows tge feelings we have inside

My heart beats to the rhythm,
It dances like a butterfly,
In tge glimmering glory of His love
Which flows like a waterfall from above

Oceans way from home,
My destination lost in the hazy horizons,
Engulfed in loneliness I still find peace,
My mountain of hope and belief still stands

The beat of His love makes my heart dance
A song of hope even in blues
I feel revivified like drenched leaves
After a midsummer rain

And I forget all the pain
I soar and dive like ocean tides
In the golden sunrise
When He commands dark storms to be still

Nothing can bring me down
To His name only I bow
He's the stringer of this song called life
The pianist who makes my heart to dance

I climb out of the hole the dug for me.
I open my eyes to tge harsh light of the new world.
I pat my body feeling if I am alive.
WAIT... whats this the ***** of fat on my chest are gone.
I feel something where they should be.
A scar.
They dug my grave for I was born in the wrong body and I try so hard to fix it.
I used to bind my chest everyday it hurt so much.

I haven't been writing
I've been tying together loose ends.
Broke apart from some people
Realizing tge UnTrue friends.
Escaping those paths
On a mission to win.
There's no other option, but to get it in.
Win Win Win is what i encourage my team.
Tgen agaian it gets so lonely at the top is what it seems.
Ran across a beautiful name today.
Ashari Ty. What do you think?
If getting to know you is wrong.
I apologize for my thinking.

Somewhere in this world is the
Reason ..
I get mind ****** If I had no skills
He wouldn't still be with me
I'm sure of it ..
Selfish to think
I was really that important

Actualy quite the opposite
My tongue is just the Reason to
Pretends he cares

I'm just a waste if time
He says he doesn't deserve me


Maybe I am just a battle ship
Waiting to sink
Over speak and over. Think
Pitiful to think I was better then
Her .. He whorshiped the ground she walked on .. I will never stand a chance
She will always rule the shadows of my relationship
Taunting hiim


He could have her but got stuck with. Me
Im so bitter to say things
lashing out of anger
But I feel as if I'm just tge second choice cuz he couldn't have her

Life! it is worthless
Until it works for others.
It starts like a mornig dew
And meets some cruel time of short living
It knows,tge time is too short to live
Although he boasts, and feel proud for his glory.
Its mission most often fails to come into action
It burns, stumbles, sometime casts away.
Glory is the goal of life.
Don't run after that.
Life! it is very short like the morning dew
Nurish it up so that all can see you

But why can't you see that I am me and not the enemy?
How could I know that being me fills you with envy?
I didn't think that I could possibly be your role model
Wish you should see that we are living in a world of plans and scandals

A mere demographic can be the epitome of character and superiority
Why you are being mean at me I understand not entirely
How could I know that my presence and being put you under pressure?
How could I know that my lifestyle is tge highest degree that you long to measure?

Name     : Truth About Love
Poet        : Phyll
Genre     : Love/true relationship
P/SwNo : 257
Year        : 2018

( Content:- it's all about  tge four letters  which hold a very deep meaning; L.O.V.E.  And creates a very huge in one's life when combined with two other word before and after it; I L.O.V.E YOU.
So Read,learn,comment and share with others,Enjoy)



TRUTH ABOUT TRUE LOVE
        Authored by Phyll


Yes it is true,evident and a very clear fact that everyone wants the perfect love story;forget the Romeo-Juliet story we read.

So,

I'm writing to tell you that
not all love stories are without heartache.

In fact,
those imperfect relationships are the best ones.
I mean T H E   B E S T
For;
We laugh,
We fight!
We make the future bright,
We advance our height...
As we create STRONGER bond.

Yeees,
Everyone wants the movie;
Perfect love story!
No heartbreak,
No fighting,
No tears,
Nor hurtful words out of anger.

But,
We just tend to ignore and forget that it's impossible and unreal.
Not only is it unrealistic,
It's way too much than we can expect.

Currently,
No one puts any importance on fights in a relationship anymore. But In real life,
They are a crucial factor.

As lovers,
Fighting and hurting one another help us to realize how strong our bond is with that particular person.

In a genuine relationship,
Anything that we overcome together as a couple only makes the relationship stronger when you're truly in love with each other.

So now,
why don't you reconsider arguing now and then.
It doesn't matter what the cause of argument will be for it can be a minor thing or major.

Hahaha...
You'll express your innermost...
I mean your anger.
Towards each other,
And when no solution is acquired;
Consider a sweet,tight and rare hug to be the solution to the war.

My body aches all over.
They told me to stay home,
But I refused.
The hospital walls glared at me,
As I strained to see my book.
Inside, the hurricane had formed.
Carsickness.
That's it.
That's all it is.
Read your book, it's all fine.
Drive down the freeway awhile.
The pounding wouldn't stop.
A tornado changing the pressure
In my skull.
It's alright,
Go train the horse.
Work him into a leathery sweat,
Until he starts foaming at the mouth.
A new breakthrough at the cost of...
Heat sickness, right?
It's only the sun...
Swing one leg then both,
Drop to the ground.
Fall in the mud.
Get back up to a...
Sprained knee. From the fall.
Right?!
Right?!
Lightning strikes,
Pain everywhere.
Thunder pounding in my head.
Use the rain to care for the horse.
Horse is fine,
Hooves clean,
Wait..  Did I clean them?
Yeah, just heat.
Exhaustion.
Fall asleep cleaning the saddle.
I've been up since four...
His surgery went well...
Piano time.
Check temperature.
100.7.
I can do it.
Random fevers...
They happen
Right?!
Am I right?!
It's all fine!  
Playing "Memory",
Pick a new song
For the competition.
Which one?
Right, a few months away.
Great.
Not sick,
Not sick,
FALL on the couch,
Forgot my water.
Grab the counter to
Counter the dizziness.
Trip anyways.
Cats hungry.
Feed cat.
Drop in bed,
I need a shower
To wash the heat exhaustion away.
Right?!
Right?!
RIGHT?!
11:30 pm.
102 fever.
Meds stop working.
Brain slows down.
TV blurry.
Sentences
Not
Making sen-
It's hot under the covers,
But frigid outside.
Why?  
Barely move  arm to write a poem.
It won't be the last....  Right?
No.
No.
No.
Not the last.
So many words left to write,
So little sanity left to lose...
Don't pukkder.
Cannt seaw tge lewuvoard.
Eyes dimmimg...
Sleep?
No.
Not yet.
Fight first.
I do not have the flu.
Cough, cough, cough,
Head pound,
Sneeze,
Throat of sandpaper,
Text,
No.
No flu.
No flu.
No flu.
Not me.
I don't get sick.
So much to do,
So little time...
For rest.
No.
Not flu.
Not me.