Sorry ( This Was Supposed to Be About Love )

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We Try To Forget

When We Want To

Seen Through The Haze

Of New Found Smoke.

 

Easier Said Than Done

 

The Last Words

Before We Choke.

 

Back What Made Us

Think About Them

 

Don't Cry

It Will Be Okay.

 

That Is The Reason

We Wake Up

Lookin For A Brand

New Day.

 

KS

 

Trying To Forget

 

Yesterday

 

Ending Up In The Bar

 

We Play.

 

When We Want To

 

Seen Through The Haze

Of New Found Smoke.

 

We Turn To Each Other

Cuz We Have Seen It.

 

Been Down This Road

Before.

 

Fire  /  Fighting  /  Fire

  Wondering How Long

It Will Last.

 

FIre and Rain

Consumes

Us.

 

Our Past  /  Our Past  /  Our Past

 

We Try To Forget

When We Want To

 

Seen Through The Haze

Of The New Found

 Smoke

 

KSS

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

Forget to use this RoC

Maybe I will try again 

To define

Love

6/30/16

To me

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Tried to put this out

Earlier.

But things were messing up.

KindredSpirit

 

You can use this RoC

For the collaboration

If you want to.

 

Made the Deadline. :-)

Changed my mind

And changed the name of this poem.

Let me think again.

You have enough without me.

 

Maybe something short.

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Are you entirely sure?

I still need a part for verse 5, I can combine these to make them fit


"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr

Sassylass's picture

Interesting

And the heart wants!

There is a strong mystical pull in the Cosmos. Love isn't always a choice and quite surprisingly it heals past hurts.

Dwell on the past,die with it.

Dwell on the present live with it.

Dwell on the future...we could die today.

Soooo enjoy it while you have her.

smoke signals are friendly

xxx


Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....

Words

 

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So True

My friend.

KindredSpirit

Sassylass's picture

Yes

It's true..

However it's not always  best.

Love my friend 


Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....

Words

 

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The greatest love

Is more than physical.

It transcends.

If you can not ride the train

Get off.

Where you want to get off.

The many stations

In the many nations

The welcome matt

They put out for you.

Don't you see it true.

All aboard   /  All in.

 

In some convoluted way

You almost believe

They really want you

 

To be

all in.

KindredSpirit

Sassylass's picture

I agree

Absolutely 

 


Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....

Words

 

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That's why

I like you

Love.

KindredSpirit

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Hey KS

Wherdyago? Miss ya - Stella