My Poetry

Loves memory has traced our outline in this place.
But will the spider remember, or the sun?
Did the water capture our faces in permanence?
Does the wind create us anew as it blows?
Did the shadows from the trees record our passage beneath them?
Our secret been revealed.
Yet I have told no other.
I write these words in silence, in mute testimony
To what once was.
But our image remains alive in this place.
It can not be removed.
You, me,
We then,
Were here.
We saw the day and hoped for tomorrow.
We caught a brief glimpse of love's promise.
We were not liars,
But thieves of time.
For now time has now forgotten us,
Yet our memory lingers, and love remembers
This place that was ours

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Love burns in our hearts
Like flames your cant put out
Knowing the promises of forgiveness
Has gotten to me
Going on with love burns in my soul
Pain strikes my heart like a spear
Going on with Life would hurt worse then Love itself
But for now i whispear in the dark with tears
Somethings are more then memories
There Reality

Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,
And ever changing, like a Joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?

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The sky was lit
by the splendor of the moon
So powerful
I fell to the ground


Your love
has made me sure

I am ready to forsake
this worldly life
and surrender to the magnificence
of your Being


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Thy shadow, Earth, from Pole to Central Sea,
Now steals along upon the Moon's meek shine
In even monochrome and curving line
Of imperturbable serenity.

How shall I link such sun-cast symmetry
With the torn troubled form I know as thine,
That profile, placid as a brow divine,
With continents of moil and misery?

And can immense Mortality but throw
So small a shade, and Heaven's high human scheme
Be hemmed within the coasts yon arc implies?

Is such the stellar gauge of earthly show,
Nation at war with nation, brains that teem,
Heroes, and women fairer than the skies?

Maybe I am in love after all
Maybe me and you are meant to be
Perhaps I hurt for you cause your supposed to be here
And I tell you my darkest feelings cause I know there safe with you
And I know the infatuation is long gone sweetheart
You don't see me as the perfect soulmate
And you look at the other boys and want there more than you want me
And I know all your love was wasted
We have been in love more than a year, much more than a year
And so what that your leaving, I will love you still
Gosh I will love you even when i'm gone

So sad is this situation how can true love fail?

Thought I was some big bad boy to sweep little lover off her feet
Maybe I did, and when I decided to show up it was love
And when I didn't did I break you heart? Cause I never knew
Coward, indeed as in all things but never more scared as when i'm in love
And I am with you, the only girl who knows who lost I really am
Yes I clearly need clarity, and a saviour and that was always you
Rosey lips and cheeks what is not to love
My dear you aren't perfect but never has one come so close as you

~Erin Bates~ wrote:

Loves memory has traced our outline in this place.
But will the spider remember, or the sun?
Did the water capture our faces in permanence?
Does the wind create us anew as it blows?
Did the shadows from the trees record our passage beneath them?
Our secret been revealed.
Yet I have told no other.
I write these words in silence, in mute testimony
To what once was.
But our image remains alive in this place.
It can not be removed.
You, me,
We then,
Were here.
We saw the day and hoped for tomorrow.
We caught a brief glimpse of love's promise.
We were not liars,
But thieves of time.
For now time has now forgotten us,
Yet our memory lingers, and love remembers
This place that was ours

--------------------------------------

Love burns in our hearts
Like flames your cant put out
Knowing the promises of forgiveness
Has gotten to me
Going on with love burns in my soul
Pain strikes my heart like a spear
Going on with Life would hurt worse then Love itself
But for now i whispear in the dark with tears
Somethings are more then memories
There Reality

I love it it's really good:D

~Erin Bates~ wrote:

The sky was lit
by the splendor of the moon
So powerful
I fell to the ground


Your love
has made me sure

I am ready to forsake
this worldly life
and surrender to the magnificence
of your Being

I love this its sooo goood!
You rythm is just superb!

Thanks! Sometimes I just get bored in my room and they just come to me!

thats called tru genius!

Yeah. I have more then that to! But i chose these cause I personally think that these are my best poems.

well sometimes what you think are your worst are the best!

I guess!