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but you chose to be the wind #asoulinprogress


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Five minute poem challenge: "Never Been"
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For some reason I can't forget
That maroon shirt you wore when we first met
You were the first one that caught my eye
When you turned around with that smile

You had me then at first glance
You were the only one I was willing to give a chance
Without knowing your name or recognizing your face
In my memory you somehow became permanently engraved

For some reason I still remember
The burgundy stripes on your tie
The first time you hugged me
And after so long made me smile

And again the bright red shirt
The night you called me your best friend
The only decent picture we ever managed to take
And talked on call for hours till the night faded away

That new maroon t-shirt you promised you'd wear
On my birthday, before you couldn't make it there
And forgot to wish me and called to say you're sorry
And we ended up laughing till 4 in the morning

Your faded red sports shirt
That still flashes before my eyes
Every time I remember
The first time you actually saw me cry

Embracing me in your arms
When I laid down and sobbed
Whispering sweet nothings
Saying we'd make it past it all

And again that stupid red
The first time I saw you both hug
And walked away when I recognized
The love you had for her

And that last time I held you
Before walking out of your life
At the bottom of the staircase
Before I turned around to hide my cries

And you're not here anymore
I miss you almost everyday
Because no matter how much I try to remove it
The red is etched into my brain

A constant reminder
A bittersweet association
The color of my love
And also my bleeding feelings
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Do not allow yourself to be treated in ways that you would not treat others. By accepting this, you devalue yourself. Your acceptance of poor treatment lowers your sense of self worth.


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wherever you’re going and whoever you’re going to be, have faith in it. ✨


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Hang tough Peeps!! 😘


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This was an amazing collection of poems of some of my favorite poets. If you want a good collection of classics poetry, from Wordsworth to Dickinson to Poe, this is the Book of Poetry for you. I’m surprised some poets were not included, but the poems chosen had a good range and were fascinating.
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Annabel Lee: Edgar Allan Poe.
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When I Was One-and-Twenty: AE Housman.
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The Highwayman: Alfred Noyes


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Once, I decided to visit a merry making event,

To do away with the sadness in my heart.

Well, escaping from a monotonous life was my intent.
It was here, I chanced upon Mr. Hart.

He wanted to dance and asked for my consent.
I agreed for he seemed a real gentleman and a sweetheart.

We came close and I found myself drawn to his scent.
As we danced together he spoke about literature and abstract art.

Dancing and conversing hours together we spent,
Until finally it was night and time to part,

I said goodbye and thanked him for an evening well spent.
But he insisted,""please stay a little longer and maybe sometime later we can depart."" For some reason I decided to relent,
Perhaps because being with him I felt so content.
My emotions took a toll over me but Mr. Hart was a man quite smart.

It was under the dark blanket of night,
He ignited a spark in me,
That turned into a fire burning bright,
It set my soul ablaze n wild desires free,
Making me lose my sense of wrong and right,
and turning me into what I'd never dared to be.

So far what I knew of morality,
A line of demarcation between good n evil,
Had been erased in complete totality,
In the midst of a revel,
I found myself sinking in the ocean of great immorality,
Now a puppet in hands of devil,
I had lost my own individuality.

It was only when the sun reached its height,
That the alcoholic intoxication was over,
And I found myself perplexed and gripped by fright,
As I sat alone in an unknown place still recovering from the hangover,
Trying to recall events of past night,
I looked out of the window and saw a 4 leaf clover.
Through my lids a sense of sunlight,
Made me realise it was just a dream and the night was over!

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Dr. Maya Angelou - Still I Rise


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