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Where are you, stranger? Why do you leave me so alone? Why do you let me cry for him? He's not my love, he's hers Where are you, near or far? Why do you let me miss him? He already left So come around

It all began with the purple ink You wrote me a note "Let's meet tonight" I couldn't say no It all began with a purple rose I never felt like that before You said "I think I'm in love" I answered "Me too" It all ended under a purple sky We kissed for the last time "It's all going to be alright" You lied It all ended on a purple night You left with my dreams Never looked back "Goodbye!"

A feather dancing with the wind Flying on the wings of an angel A little piece of sky Chasing the sunrise Open your eyes A feather falling in abyss Broken from a devil's heart A sign of the dark Going down with the sunset

Behind the locked doors There’s so much pain You never asked You never wondered You never cared The cry for help was silent You weren’t there to listen You missed all the signs The sadness in her eyes And the dried tears She died slowly She hoped till the end, when The pain it took to wait for you Became greater than the pain it took To tell you goodbye

I smile while inside I'm breaking I can look into your eyes and tell you I don't care that you left and abandoned me though I don't think the sun will shine without you I can say the sky is blue even if I'm lost behind black clouds I can promise I'll believe in a better tomorrow but today my life is crushing like a sand castle I can still breath my heart stopped beating I scream I want to escape I lie I want you back

wind blowing through the curtains angry rain falling on the roof heavy heart beating in the blue night fast tears rolling down the skin cold

A star that doesn't shine at night A flower that blossoms in the dark A poem without words Smiles instead of tears A song that plays silent A deaf who speaks through thoughts A blind that looks right through you Eyes that look away A sunshine on a rainy day A rainbow in the snow A little hope for love Dreaming when you’re awake The world is better Upside down

This is not a poem, I know, but it's the first short story I ever wrote and I'd really, really like some opinions. I don't know where else to post it. The game was over. We won the fourth time in a row, so we hit the playoffs and the crowd was cheering so loud that we couldn’t even hear our coach congratulate us. And that wasn’t something that happens everyday, he usually is tight with words when it comes to flattering. When we lose, no one can stop him. He is not a bad human being, he just says we are men, not cry babies. His philosophy is that as members of this team our duty is to win, and we must not make a big deal out of doing what we actually have to do. But last night was different. We drunk beer in the locker room and the boys went to celebrate the big achievement in a pub, but I didn’t join them. She was waiting for me in front of the hall, smiling as she smiled to me the first time I laid my eyes on her. It was the second game of the new season and we were playing against the champions, The Blue Devils. They were leading us 44 to 18, the ball just didn’t want to get into the hoop, I was feeling miserable, when I saw her. Did it ever happen to you to find a stranger’s face familiar? Maybe from a concert, even though I haven’t been to many, from the supermarket, maybe I’ve seen her on the street before, or maybe she has been to all our games and it’s the first time I notice her. Is there a perfect moment to meet your soulmate? Can it be right under your eyes, but you don’t see it until that perfect moment comes? We lost the game, no big surprise, and after the coach’s usual lecture I run to find her. It was too late, so I went back to the hall. Most players love a full hall, I love an empty one. It’s the best place on earth to hear your thoughts. I lay on the floor for hours, doing nothing, just trying to figure things out. When the hall is empty, no one expects me to shoot, no one expects anything from me and that lets me breath. That night I thought of her, a girl I knew nothing about, I couldn’t get her beautiful smile out of my mind. When I was like 4 years old I thought love is what surrounds you at Christmas morning if you stop opening all the gifts and listen. When I was 15 I was in love. My happiness was measured in her heartbeats, her eyes comforted me like sunshine after rain, we kissed until we felt like two chapters of the same book. Hand in hand, we walked this earth on clouds, together we made sense. Then, one day she said goodbye with no reason at all and I thought love is pain, tears, the fear of losing someone you care about and loneliness. Now, at 19, I don’t know anymore what love is. I saw her again at the next game. Same spot, same smile. It was like she was supposed to be there. Secretly, I played for her and I gave the best performance of my life. I didn’t let her disappear again. I asked her out and she said yes. Eight months later, she was waiting for me in front of the hall. She always does that. She snicks out after all games and waits for me. But her smile couldn’t touch my soul and I didn’t know how to tell her I feel one world apart. I felt like that for a couple of days. I tried to focus on the game, thinking that a win would make be feel better. But it didn’t. Neither did she. I hugged her so hard I thought I’d kill her. Still, I didn’t feel her with me. I felt my life had no purpose, I didn’t see a tomorrow for me. For us. Everything went black. And what scared me the most was that I felt I’m not good enough for her. A voice in my head was telling me I must let her go, if I love her. She felt something was wrong with me, but I calmed her with a kiss. I left her at the door of her house. She was crying, but she didn’t know why. I went home. Mad thoughts were running through my head. I couldn’t keep my eyes open…The game was over!

I don’t care anymore That you didn’t hear my thoughts screaming That you didn’t listen to my heart break That you didn’t saw my tears rolling down I don’t cry anymore Because you’re gone Because I miss you I don’t feel lonely anymore I don’t feel sad I’m falling away from me I’m dead

in a good way, i hope...

I believe in the sun …after the sunset I believe in happiness …when my heart is bleeding I believe in love …when I’m tired of being lonely I believe in music …when it’s silent I believe in colors …after a day in black and white I believe in summer …when it snows I believe in dreams …after I wake up from a nightmare I believe in you but, only when you’re gone I believe in more …when I have nothing

I’m the girl in purple red, walking every sad autumn morning down the lonely path of the bloody colored park watching the dance of falling leaves and the runaway of swainsons accross the page of a gray sky I’m the girl in frozen white drawing ice-flowers on burned paper as the pale wintermoon appears beyond dead reflections of flakes lightning a candle inside outside my window sings a sleepy nightingale I’m the girl in violet blue, wondering over lost boulevards after the cloudy sunset of an early spring day hiding burning tears in the cold rain and the whisper of a heartache in the rush of dull umbrellas I’m the girl in golden black, standing everywhere you go in the everlasting shadows of a darken summer moonlight waiting for your eyes to raise to me on a silent moment as the time goes anticlockwise

Don’t you rush my boy Into this haphazard world… Please, just stop for a second And listen to the song of my heart Echoing the cries of my broken dreams. Don’t you walk my boy Upon the edge of the night… Please, just peer for a while And follow the blu ray of twilight To the lost home of our united souls.

I usualy go to sleep late, but just because I stay on the internet chatting or so... that doesn't bother me. But there are some nights ( like two days ago when I wrote the poem) when I just can't sleep... that's what I hate...

Well, thanks for the comments. I wrote the poem in such a hurry ( just an impulse of the moment) and I had the impression that it's undone...