I'm a picture without a frame.
A poem without a rhyme.
A car with three wheels.
A sun without fire.
I am a gun without bullets.
I am the truth without someone to hear it.
I am a feeling without someone to feel it.
This is who I am.
A mess without you.
Something beautiful with you.
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This is stunning. Exactly when I needed it. Thank you so much! <3
Pictures don't need frames.
Poems don't need to rhyme.
Sometimes it's better to walk.
I always preferred the night.
A knife is more personal anyway.
The truth is still true without being heard.
Feelings aren't real if they aren't felt.
You are more than that.
You are a mess regardless of who you are without.
And just as beautiful without.
I don't wanna be your friend, I just wanna be your lover. No matter how it ends, No matter how it starts.
i need u now...
Tyron....brilliant!
To Tyron Bache's comment - you made me smile.
I dare say tyron's comment made me smile too :)
so remember that:
no matter how sad you are,there's always the bright side of things (i know it sounds cliche but sometimes cliches are the biggest truths)
i love this. even more now that someone left house of cards lyrics with it. i hope you have a wonderful day!
Exactly me right now. Sigh.
This was the PERFECT start to my day. <3
If only you could see how much I'm hurting without you :(
Please come back.
(Tyron, wonderful comment)
WOW... beautiful piece of poetry, and Tyron, yours fit perfectly between the lines, a lovely dialogue. Thank you both for making ym day more beautiful.
i need you too...
my love for you is like an hurricane, but the difference is that will never pass away
I go through the day with half of my soul.
I walk around with half of yours.
Aquib...
Radiohead lyrics.
Beautiful
I love Tyron's answer...sometimes the best thing you can do is make yourself whole, by yourself.
"This is who I am"
Healing with out a cure.
How can I be sure? I know, I know you, but mystery is so much kinder than truth. I'm so tired of finding you between the lines of everything I read.
"you more than that.."
and here i am..
neither frameless or frame..
the one fact that i couldnt put to sleep..
that this heart is still yours to keep..
I've read every post you've written and found peace in between every space of your work. You've inspired me to love a little bit more and understand a new meaning of everything.
I dedicate my work to you Iain.
Thank "You"
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Great poem-comment, Tyron.
'You are more than that.
You are a mess regardless of who you are without.
And just as beautiful without.'
Absolutely wonderful.
I agree. We are all beautiful, with or without.
But, for some of us, why does it seem we are always without? Why does it seem so much easier to be broken than to be in love?
We are beautiful, and love is beautiful too.
But both of those facts hurt, beautifully, as well.
'For I am not perfect' You are not perfect, and yet you are so .....
A poem doesn't have to thyme to be good. Free verse is better sometimes.
Hey there!
I landed on this blog, out of random blog crawl, and you gave me this.. and left me so stunned... Because this is exactly, and I kid you not, exactly what I am feeling about someone who isn't there in my life anymore.. Your wonderful poem brought back all the memories like a rushing tide.. and for once, Im not sad.
Wonderful poem, I think Ill be around again soon.
Annie.
im not sure. But i know i love you. I guess i just dont know how to show it. So bear with me.
genius :)
Thank you.
And thank you Tyron, too.
Absolutely beautiful. <3
dear, you:
i think i'm falling for you. i hope i'm right.
some day i only hope i can say i love you with the intensity that you do, and mean it.
you deserve that more than anything.
love, me.
How I feel.
More like,
a frame without a picture,
a rhyme without a poem.
beautiful. thank you.
Because of all the millions and millions of words I can write, of all the countless thoughts I can communicate…of all the bullshit in between…of all the lost translations and vague hopes that inevitably cling to the distance between heart and hand and paper…there are only three words standing in the shadows of these lines. The truth can only be seen once there is nothing left to gain from its telling. And I couldn’t bear that the last words you didn’t hear from me weren’t I love you. Because of all the words I say to you, those are the truest.
this was beautiful. gave me teary eyes.
After loosing myself in this souless place. Your posts made me realize how much beauty and soul there still is in this world.
Thank you.
TYRON'S COMMENT MADE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH THIS ENTRY... I did not even bother to read anything else after that WOW
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