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Sorry There is so much to say to you But my mind gets in the way Will you hold me until I'm blue? You make me happy every day You're the best to happen to me I'm always trying to destroy it Without you where would I be? Rotting at the bottom of a pit My heart was closed for years You have opened it with ease Many times I've held back tears I'm asking you to forgive me I haven't told you this before You are everything for me When I think I want to roar I love you so much do you see? ©Schizology Sorry #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Sorry poetry in english

Sorry There is so much to say to you But my mind gets in the way Will you hold me until I'm blue? You make me happy every day You're the best to happen to me I'm always trying to destroy it Without you where would I be? Rotting at the bottom of a pit My heart was closed for years You have opened it with ease Many times I've held back tears I'm asking you to forgive me I haven't told you this before You are everything for me When I think I want to roar I love you so much do you see? ©Schizology Sorry #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Sorry poetry in english

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Paul Here's a story of a man, named Paul Here's a story of a man, he's tall He lived around the corner When it used to be warmer Out checking his mail one day A dog bit him, while on his way So then he went to the doctor He went there by helicopter He arrived shortly after His screams sounded like laughter He got a shot in the butt After seeing the bill, he could only say What? He paid it, but felt so sour He went home within the hour He doesn't check his mail anymore His feelings for dogs became too sore ©Schizology Paul #story #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

Paul Here's a story of a man, named Paul Here's a story of a man, he's tall He lived around the corner When it used to be warmer Out checking his mail one day A dog bit him, while on his way So then he went to the doctor He went there by helicopter He arrived shortly after His screams sounded like laughter He got a shot in the butt After seeing the bill, he could only say What? He paid it, but felt so sour He went home within the hour He doesn't check his mail anymore His feelings for dogs became too sore ©Schizology Paul #story #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

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Mind My eyes closed A mind I suppose A simple mind You don't control Often thinks Too much about things A simple mind Out it sings ©Schizology Mind #Mind #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

Mind My eyes closed A mind I suppose A simple mind You don't control Often thinks Too much about things A simple mind Out it sings ©Schizology Mind #Mind #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

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Signs Fractured minds , like open blinds , seeping through I find Wasted thoughts, like a broken cot , really just can't alot Serious problems , like wet cotton, pretty soon it will go rotten Angry demeanor , like a severe fever , and we don't need either Sadistic actions , like a mini cannon, because they shouldn't happen Always creates drama , like decaying salmon , best to eat plankton Stubborn rude misfit , like a chipped drill bit , it will not fit Irrational attitude , like a failed parachute , destined to be fast food Numerous faults , like a drunken waltz , you must be high on basalts ©Schizology Signs #signs #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

Signs Fractured minds , like open blinds , seeping through I find Wasted thoughts, like a broken cot , really just can't alot Serious problems , like wet cotton, pretty soon it will go rotten Angry demeanor , like a severe fever , and we don't need either Sadistic actions , like a mini cannon, because they shouldn't happen Always creates drama , like decaying salmon , best to eat plankton Stubborn rude misfit , like a chipped drill bit , it will not fit Irrational attitude , like a failed parachute , destined to be fast food Numerous faults , like a drunken waltz , you must be high on basalts ©Schizology Signs #signs #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

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Loving you like peace of my ♥ and Loving your vibe is beautiful ©Roshni Mehar in english

Loving you like peace of my ♥ and Loving your vibe is beautiful ©Roshni Mehar in english

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Lies There's always lies Beneath their eyes The truth disguised Their honesty has died And random words They freely blurt With no concern Of who it may hurt Talking so fast No time to ask Or even grasp How long the pain lasts Their voice is loud It makes them proud It's not allowed To disrupt their crowds To hear them talk It's so much crock I want to walk For so many blocks Away from deceit Stuck on repeat Would be a treat But no easy feat To forget the fibs To go and live It would be a gift And thanks I would giv ©Schizology Lies #Lies #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

Lies There's always lies Beneath their eyes The truth disguised Their honesty has died And random words They freely blurt With no concern Of who it may hurt Talking so fast No time to ask Or even grasp How long the pain lasts Their voice is loud It makes them proud It's not allowed To disrupt their crowds To hear them talk It's so much crock I want to walk For so many blocks Away from deceit Stuck on repeat Would be a treat But no easy feat To forget the fibs To go and live It would be a gift And thanks I would giv ©Schizology Lies #Lies #poem✍🧡🧡💛 poetry in english

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Blazing Shadows (Rhyming Version) Clouds made of suns are again around me, I was trying to be relaxed, they don’t let me be. They make their visit when I least expect ’em, Burn my skin with their ruthless flame. I don’t like these clouds that are circling around, And turning into a cyclone to drag me down. I’m losing my vision, my breaths are falling short. To continue this fight, I of’n lack my forte. Pretty distractions can't shield my head, No umbrella for the dread. Morning comes, and they're still there, With flames so hot, too much to bear. ’Twas after so many days I was feeling alright, Turned out I flunked to escape, maybe in’t I’m a neophyte. ©Saurav Banerjee #BlazingShadows #darkpoetry #Nojoto #poem #Poetry poetry in english, sad poetry

Blazing Shadows (Rhyming Version) Clouds made of suns are again around me, I was trying to be relaxed, they don’t let me be. They make their visit when I least expect ’em, Burn my skin with their ruthless flame. I don’t like these clouds that are circling around, And turning into a cyclone to drag me down. I’m losing my vision, my breaths are falling short. To continue this fight, I of’n lack my forte. Pretty distractions can't shield my head, No umbrella for the dread. Morning comes, and they're still there, With flames so hot, too much to bear. ’Twas after so many days I was feeling alright, Turned out I flunked to escape, maybe in’t I’m a neophyte. ©Saurav Banerjee #BlazingShadows #darkpoetry #Nojoto #poem #Poetry poetry in english, sad poetry

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White Sometimes It's better to keep silent than to tell others what you feel. Because It hurts badly when you come to know that They can hear you, But can not understand ©DreamBeliever #Sad_shayri in in english

White Sometimes It's better to keep silent than to tell others what you feel. Because It hurts badly when you come to know that They can hear you, But can not understand ©DreamBeliever #Sad_shayri in in english