Truly, the 50th one is the feelings from my heart and my mind. I do not edit my poems, many are asking.
Poetry is nothing nor enjoyable if you cannot feel it or try to convey the feelings by editing it massively.
Otherwise, it's just work.


BeautifulYou pull me to your side, Wrap me around your warm arms,Beautiful
And whisper, "I love you."
But you were drunk.
You say that I am so damn beautiful, Caress my face with your soft fingers, And give me that luscious grin. But you were just being nice.
You shower me with gifts that will satisfy my desires, Call me every night until I fall asleep, And tell me that we will spend the rest of our lives together. But you told me this when I was number three.
You did not know you were number one to me.


BottleAs I look beyond the shoreline, The world swallows me whole. When I reach out my hand to touch the sun,Bottle
It is consumed with impossibility.
Why can't this wish be granted?
You promised me the ring of effervescence, Or was that another hollow truth?
I am trying my best to hold on,
But loneliness has been my shelter from the good. There is no other refuge.
Pity and empathy are not the roads I will walk upon. You will never embrace me, If I should embrace myself.
Just let the ocean sweep me away.
The bottle is almost full.


FuturoWhat I see isn't necessary truth. What I believe isn't necessary reality. What I hear isn't necessary bliss. So, what am I surrounded by?Futuro
I wish upon a star... but what's the use? Stars cannot hear my demands. I cannot stop shaking, my courage is slowly diminishing.
This is just a phase.
I want someone to push me towards greatness,
For greatness is not shown,
It is gained. The moon is full, So why aren't you coming out?
I'm reaching out into empty space.


SpaceBetween my fingers, I see my destiny. Will I be able to meet you then? Will you be able to recognize me?Space
I see the stars above me, But is it true that you are there? Should I believe in the lies that you have gone to a better place, Or swallow the truth's bitter taste? Between my fingers, I see my bliss.
If a black hole sucks everything away, Then does that mean my heart is one?
If I was created,
If I am suppose to live my life, Why am I the farthest star?
I wonder how far you are.
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"candy... it tastes like chicken.. if chicken was a candy... " Toki from Metalocalypse--
~Thin line between love and hate, an even thinner line between Enimies and Friends? So are they one in the same?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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I love fully and completely, even though I know I may get hurt. It's how I live.
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