Poems of the Heart Weekly Newsletter

[Aaron Graf]

Poems of the Heart Weekly Newsletter





Table of Contents:

Poem #1: La Flamme Mourant
Poem #2: Why….
Poem #3: Ugly Side of Love
Poem #4: Just A Dream
Poem #5: Circles
Poem #6: Angels Do Sing
Poem #7: Listen Dearest One
Poem #8: To My Grandpa~~May He Rest in Peace
Poem #9: Roslyn
Poem #10: Thunderous Music



Poems:



Poem #1: La Flamme Mourant
Username: Nacht der Tiger
Author: Jessica Erin
Link: liberalpoetry.proboards29.com/index.cgi?board=Other&action=display&thread=1100161473





Ici la flamme mourant
Dans sa dernière danse

Elle qui a renoncé à la vie
Elle qui n'a pas d'espoir part

Le l'un que tout le monde a pensé était brillant
finalement a commencé à mourir

Le danseur une fois de flamme brillant
A gauche tout derrière

Elle est non plus longue heureuse et brillante
Elle est non plus longue là-bas
Elle a renoncé à tout y compris
se

La flamme scintillante meurt
La flamme scintillante est allée<br>
Est ici la flamme mourant
Dans sa dernière danse


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English translation...

Here is the dying flame
In her last dance

She who gave up on life
She who has no hope left

The one that everyone thought was bright
Has finally started to die

The once shining flame dancer
Has left all behind

She is no longer happy and shiny
She is no longer there
She has given up on all
Including herself

The flickering flame is dying
The flickering flame is gone

Here is the dying flame
In her last dance


~~French then English.. it sounds better in French though... sorry if the French is bad... I’m a little rusty on it.


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Poem #2: Why….
Username: BrokenSoul
Author: Sarah A. Wilson
Link: liberalpoetry.proboards29.com/index.cgi?board=Other&action=display&thread=1101012742



Why is that a guy lets you get attached just enough to never let go,
and THATS when he starts to drift away?
Why do guys have to play these games with us?
Don't they have better things to do, like play video games? or watch tv?
Why is that they make you believe they are in love with you?
Do they find it fun breaking our hearts?
It's like handing them our heart and they just stand there, drop it, and stomp on it...
Why can't guys just have hearts and learn to love?

* Sarah A Wilson


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Poem #3: Ugly Side of Love
Username: Nacht der Tiger
Author: Jessica Erin
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She feels like crap today
The rumor going round
They are over
They were together for over a year

She's made herself look normal
And everyone is asking
"Are you alright?"
As if in sympathy

Her answer is always the same though
"I don't feel too good."
And they seem satisfied
And leave it at that

So one on one
Her best friend and her
Sit and talk
Her friend knows the truth

Her friend simply says
"Your heart is what hurts right?"
She nodds her head
Then breaks down and cries

Her friend is there by her side
And says
"Now if only tears
Could make it all go away

Life would be easier
But you will still hurt
And not be okay
And no matter what

I know you'll never say
Your heart is what hurts the most
Even though that's all that's wrong
Lemme tell you....

THIS IS THE UGLY SIDE OF LOVE."

~~Based on a quote:: Has there ever been a time when somebody asked you what's wrong and you said 'I don't feel too good' and then they asked what hurts and all you wanna say is my heart


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Poem #4: Just A Dream
Username: Aaron Graf
Author: Aaron Graf
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Just a Dream





The warm feeling you get,
Where two worlds of misery collide creating their own paradise.
Many call it love, oh I wish you could see.
I wish you could only wake up from this dream.
It's just a good dream, but then you're forced to wake up.
Forced to see the girl that you like fall for someone else.
You never wanted it to end, I know how you feel,
So you reluctantly get up and try to shower yourself awake,
Saying you're all right, that other dreams are to come in your next sleep.
But you know in your head this was the one, the one you never wanted to go away.
That no dream could replace the passion it ignited in you.
The fires in the others could never burn higher,
never last longer, never burn brighter.
Yes the very girl who gives you this dream,
Will take it away so quickly to give it to another,
as he gives it to her as well.
You want that dream back so you keep trying to sleep,
You hide yourself from the world, in search again of that dream.
The dream that another is now allowed to take,
But just as a reminder for the love you must seek,
If you want it forever, forever you must sleep.
Sleep from the realities and sleep from the world,
sleep from the inevitable heartbreak that you know will come.
Just be happy for yourself, and be happy of this one thing,
Be happy that you have awakened from the dream.
Go let them have it, while they will forget,
It's all just a dream.


~ Aaron Graf



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Poem #5: Circles
Username: onyxfiretear
Author: Kelly Hinman
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Birth is Living
Living is Death
Death is just waiting to be born again

Breathing sustains existence
Existence brings life
Life that eagerly awaits its death

Everything has a circle of life to it
Balance and love
Everything has a purpose


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Poem #6: Angels Do Sing
Username: onyxfiretear
Author: Kelly Hinman
Link: liberalpoetry.proboards29.com/index.cgi?board=Other&action=display&thread=1100171992




Night embraces come and go
Glances of love ever lasting
Dance with newly colored wings
Making every breath even more memorable

Gliding through oceans deep
With only the happiness of life to hold us up
Laughter emanating from a child
Reminding us of how wonderful life can be

Candle light glowing oh so warm
Snuggling us close
Letting us rest our head on pillows of clouds
So we may dream sweet dreams once more

Vanilla and cinnamon swirl on the night's breath
Intoxicating or sense of smell
Sweet entanglement of seduction does come to pass
What more can one want on a winters night

Pan flutes play off in the distance
Letting out imagination roam wild with curiosity
What enchantment lays just beyond the mystical horizon
Of emerald and silver?

For once the world worries are now off our shoulders
All seems to be in perfect harmony
Oceans swirling in golden sunrise
Or endless rolling lands being caressed by a sweet velvet touch

Winds singing sirens songs
Entrancing even the smallest creature
Shooting stars stream across they sky
Showing all of existence
Angels Do Sing


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Poem #7: Listen Dearest One
Username: Nacht der Tiger
Author: Jessica Erin
Link: liberalpoetry.proboards29.com/index.cgi?board=love&action=display&thread=1100746786





Dedicated to my friend Jody and her daughter


Listen to me darling one
You have so much more to live for
Listen to me darling one
Your mother cares for you
Listen to me dearest
There are better ways to cope
It doesn't have to go that far


Suicide is not the answer
It's not even the question
There are better ways to deal with things
Like talking them out
Or maybe writing them out
Possibly even letting them out in more creative ways
To prove that you are strong
This is your task
To continue to live each day
For you are still so young
You still have many more days
You still have a lot to live for and see


Listen to me darling one
Trust in your mother
Listen to me dearest one
She will not falter
She loves you more
She will try to help and understand
If you find it hard to go to her
Go to a friend
or even come to me
You may not know me
But your mother does
And I only want to help out
To keep her angel,
Her blessing,
Her daughter
Here with us on this planet of ours


~Jessica Erin~


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Poem #8: To My Grandpa~~May He Rest in Peace
Username: Nacht der Tiger
Author: Jessica Erin
Link: liberalpoetry.proboards29.com/index.cgi?board=love&action=display&thread=1100162422




Happy Birthday Grandpa
How's the view from up above
It's been over a year Grandpa
A year without your love

Happy Birthday Grandpa
I miss you with all my heart
At least now Grandpa
You and Grandma will never part

Happy Birthday Grandpa
You'd be 76 today
Would you like to know something Grandpa
I still have a lot to say

Happy Birthday Grandpa
I miss you so much
I haven't finished Grandpa
I wish I said more

I miss you Grandpa
More with each passing day
I hold my nicknames dear Grandpa
No one else can say them

I hold all the memories dear Grandpa
Never held on to anything more
I miss your stories Grandpa
All those goofy ones you had

How's the view Grandpa
Did you see me graduate?
How's the view Grandpa
Did you see RJ's cute little face?

How's the view Grandpa
From way up there
I miss you so much Grandpa
I hold you in my prayers

How's the view Grandpa
Do you see us all growing up?
How's the view Grandpa
Do you see all the memories being made?

I thought I would let you know Grandpa
The house has been sold
It is so hard Grandpa
The day to leave is coming so soon

It's so hard Grandpa
To think of all that's happened
It's hard Grandpa
To think you're in heaven

Can you see us Grandpa
Into our very souls?
Do you see the tears Grandpa
And the heartache each holds?

Do you remember Grandpa
The day Grandma died
I could have sworn Grandpa
You also died that day

You remember Grandpa
How we cried that day
Was it scary Grandpa
To die like you did

Did you really see her Grandpa
Was Grandma by your side
Did you see it Grandpa
All the tears we cried

Have you watched us Grandpa
Grow in every way
Does it shock you Grandpa
Or are we a disappointment

I'm sorry Grandpa
I didn't say enough
I'm really sorry Grandpa
But letting go is tough

Did you know Grandpa
You were like my dad
Did you know Grandpa
That I miss you so much.

I guess I'm predictable Grandpa
I put my pain in writing
I feel so guilty Grandpa
I feel like I let you down

I've made some wrong decisions Grandpa
I wonder what you'd say
I like to laugh Grandpa
At the way things used to be

My tears are coming Grandpa
This pain and grief is hard
I miss you so much Grandpa
Will you still watch me grow

I remember Grandpa
The incentive I gave for you to live
I remember Grandpa
Wishing you'd finally let go

I hated to see it Grandpa
All the pain you were in
I hated it Grandpa
I wish that illness didn't win

I guess I had to write this Grandpa
To show you I still care
I had to write this Grandpa
To wish you a happy birthday

And though you'll never read this Grandpa
I'll still hold it dear to my heart
I wish you could see Grandpa
Without you our family fell apart

Only three weeks Grandpa
To cherish this once loved house
Three weeks Grandpa
TO implant the memories in our hearts

Three weeks Grandpa
Only three weeks left
Just three Grandpa
This is all that's left

This house Grandpa
Is the only part of you I still have
How hard Grandpa
But I need to let go

Happy Birthday Grandpa
Here's my gift to you
You'll stay in my head Grandpa
Throughout each passing day

Happy Birthday Grandpa
I will finally let you go
But I want you to know you Grandpa
I love you so much

Rest in Peace Grandpa
Shine down on us tonight
Rest in Peace Grandpa
I'll miss you for the rest of my life.

~~I know this sounds childish.. I honestly do... I wrote this on his birthday this year. It was hard because with 2 weeks of his birthday we were moving... we have moved... RJ is my nephew who is now a year old

RIP Eugene P Christensen July 26, 1928 - June 30, 2003



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Poem #9: Roslyn
Username: Upperchelon
Author: Name not yet disclosed
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Are you happy now?
with the acclaimed.
For the mutiple reasons, the-
Infinite-
Possibilities.
With the turn of events,
the millions of eggshells-
that I walk on, so valiantly.
Dignity: Voluntarily tossed out of-
the Protege's window.
When I realized that [You]
were the woman of my dreams-
I had no idea, that I would want,
to stay in this blissful slumber, forever.
Because it's the only way, until-
Forever, for you to be with me-
always.
Until now, I wanted to feel wanted,
and needed.
Things are different now,
Heartaches, and tragedy,
and then so magically-
v-a-n-i-s-h-i-n-g, with the slightest hint-
of your voice.
Time is all that matter's now-
I'll continue to wish for you,
to have an improvement on-
life. Even if you deem it only possible-
without me, eventually-
I'll pray for you to be-
happy.



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Poem #10: Thunderous Music
Username: Nacht der Tiger
Author: Jessica Erin
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Thunderous sounds
ba bum ba bum ba bum
Resonate in my ears
In my head
ba bum ba bum ba bum
Never ceasing
Always beating
ba bum ba bum
Until it finally
And slowly dissipates
ba bum
And slowly black falls
And my life gives out
My life is over
All that remains
Is my lifeless body
With music still waiting
To be heard

ba bum ba bum ba bum
Strongly beating
Music blaring
Another life is saved
ba bum ba bum ba bum
Thunderous sounds
Never welcomed more
A second chance
For the songs to be heard
And played out loud
And sung by all
ba bum ba bum ba bum ba bum


Inspired by a movie I saw the other day... Can you figure out what happened??

~~Jessica Erin




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