Uplifting and Positive Poems About Life and Love

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Gone For Good

I feed myself from the street lights
and them mosquitoes all around.
The street is a scary place to be tonight,
it’s not safe if I am around.

My thoughts will wake the homeless men up
they’ll start drinking again because I can’t.
When I feel hungry I start all over again,
closing my eyes, so I can see his – full of crime,
ready to undress me and be my guests, tonight.

The street is a scary place to be trapped
where I’m never alone, always someone by my side
trying to kill my time.

Oh, I don’t mind, I don’t even feel alive
they’ll be all gone till it gets full dark
’cause nobody feels safe having me around,
mad woman they say
but still a foolish girl, if I may…
my brain grows with thinking of
those eyes, undressing me for the last time, tonight.

People Of Love

I am learning about my country,
affirmation, about the smooth jazz
and Kubrick’s evolution.

Me, apostle of our own revolution
-standing tall as a flag of
our time, posting letters to your soul
and expecting one in front of my door.

Only you can redeem
all twisted judas of Dante’s hell.
Posting letter with nurture from all
poets of the World, paroling in the name of love.

When reading it, shade your eyes
about my existence you already know.
Last parole of love, is words of love
paroling and confessing…

Me, pupil of revolutioners
and their caddish thoughts.
Paroling and confessing…
Last parole of love, is words of love.

…And he never did

Being the one:
made me burst,
dragged me off my base,
departed, double-faced

Being the one:
made me sick from being his,
crossed me out of faith,
torn me out of path

Being the one:
myself was stagnant inside,
numb to the outside,
screeching for liberty at night

Being the one:
made me comprehend
what he didn’t, what he never.

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