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There's different versions of love Some can be like magic But in my case it seems Love is usually just tragic My friends think I exaggerate That it's all just make believe But why in all my relationships Is the guy the one to leave Oh sweet Lord, please give me a sign Please tell me if I'm wrong Can't lose another partner Don't think that I'm that strong You've got to help me out this time I have such bad luck in love Help me find the perfect guy Send him from up above Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar

Why don't you love me? I thought we had it all. We use to text throughout the day. Now I wait but you don't call. Why won't you just leave me? There's no reason for you to stay. We use to lay in bed and cuddle. But now you're gone for days. When did you stop loving me? In the morning's we would always kiss. Now you don't return my gaze. There is no longer wedded bliss. Why do I still love you? Our happiness would make me glow. Now we sleep in separate beds. It's time for me to go. Can I finally embrace the end of our love? I've packed my bags, I'm out the door. I'm happy that I'm moving forward. Because I deserve the best and more. Maybe we no longer share a love.   I don't wish you animosity. In fact I wish the very best. My heart's full of generosity. So let us go our separate ways. For our love is gone. I wish you all the happiness. But now I'm moving on. Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar

I have a friend far away Across the big blue sea We chat via the internet From home to Mississippi. She's a writer, She's a poet Beautifully writes does she About all sorts of life event Of love and treachery. One day I hope we meet up And talk of the differences we see About how I live in a little Aussie town And she in the big city. Enjoy lunch and a drink or two We will have a great time Pick on each other's accents And share a poem or rhyme. Unfortunately, our time will come To go on our separate way But remember the great time we had Sharing friendship on that beautiful day. Poetry Written By: Peter Laursen Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar 

WITH THIS VOW I will find you in every life For you I'll make this vow I'm not too sure what it takes But I know I'll find out how You've given me so much love And I want to return the favor Your friendship and your kindness Are something I'll always savor Thank you for always valuing me And for giving me your heart I hope you've felt cherished too I've loved you from the start So with this vow I promise you I'll track you to the ends of earth To lavish you with all my love And show you what you're worth So I vow that I will search for you For all eternity For you and I to be together I'd rewrite history Original Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 10.29.2024

HEAVEN LET ME IN I'm lying here in sorrow In my darkest hour Wishing I could get up But I'm like a wilted flower How will I survive Knowing that you are gone Sleeping in the same room And the bed that you slept on You were like a rainbow So beautiful and rare Missing you is madness We were the perfect pair Please God can you help me Let me know that he's alright Flooded with our memories Wish I had the second sight Thinking of you kills me Lord I miss your voice Letting go's impossible But I know I have no choice If I thought there was a chance That heaven would let me in I'd take my life right now But I know that it's a sin Instead I am here by myself Heartbroken and alone Left with all this grief and pain That I must process on my own At my window sits a cardinal I know that must be him Please Lord call me home And Heaven let me in Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 10.2024

Sitting   around the campfire Your hand holding mine. Loving the feel Of them both intertwined. Talking and laughing While making a s'more. Can't imagine what life Was like ever before. Marshmallow kisses  And time spent alone. Wrapped in your arms And the scent of cologne. I have never experienced Such happiness. Blessed beyond measure It's heavenly bliss. You pull me to standing Then drop to your knee. In a hoarse voice you whisper Please Marry Me. Grab me in a hug Vow to never let go. The moment is perfect  But how did you know. I would have said yes If there wasn't a ring. Because in this life You're my most favorite thing. I could never want Or ask for anything more. Than marshmallow kisses While making a s'more. Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar

BRAVELY I am scared to show how I feel Because you so easily turn away The fighting, hitting, yelling Happens almost every day I don't know how my day will go Until I see your mood We used to be fine in public But now you're always rude You no longer try to hide it Whereas all I feel is shame This isn't how love's supposed to be You treat it as a game The ball caps and sunglasses Only hide the marks so much I never getaway fast enough From your wicked touch Friends no longer come around My family doesn't care I have to keep my head down now Because people always stare I barely go out anymore Can't stand the pity in their eyes You're not the man that I once loved Now I can only despise You decide to take us to a bar I order an Angel drink The server nods their head one time And gives me a slow blink So many cops surround the bar And now you're in handcuffs I bravely took a stand against you For I'd ultimately had enough I finally managed to cut ties A...

  A few weeks ago on a rainy summer night. I met a beautiful girl with a smile so bright. From across the room she caught my eye. And when we danced my oh my. We shared some kisses we shared some laughs. And before we knew it the night had passed. When the next day came I made the call. Praying I wouldn't lose her I explained it all. Just when I thought she would run away. She held my hand and said we'll take it day by day. It hasn't been easy and we shed some tears. But I have no worries and I have no fears. Alone in a world where there is no light. I was saved by a girl with a smile so bright. *If you are struggling with PTSD, you are not alone. Please reach out to 988 and speak with a crisis counselor. Please seek help. You are loved.* Poetry Written By: Denver Lewis Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

Some are born to see themselves than they can actually see, themselves. A newborn to the ways of other unknown mirrors. A constant thought of improving something that doesn't need improving. A perfect sculpture of cosmic grace and integrity. A personification of Mother Earth and her groovy move. An unseen energy that can only come from within and shine without. Look at the metaphor of the statement. See with your ears as well as your eyes. And pick up the pieces and give them placement. The grandeur of insight into beautiful things, isn't easy to innerstand or comprehend. It takes countless centuries to even master the basics. Not really realizing that the beauty in everything has always been there, in its own amazement. No Need for ownership or validation. It comes in various variables and varieties of extreme caliber and strange uncanny truths. But there can be only one that stands out amongst all, not just the physical. But the absolute. See through the eyes of creation itse...

"I Can't": It seems impossible to make a decision like this. Heartache and heartbreak are close friends. They'll see you fall to your knees and curse the entire world to burn to the very ends. But is it really worth it? Is it really that bad to end it all? Or is it just a huge leap you refuse to take, and canvas your own wall. What are you afraid of? What is it that you fear most? A second chance or a chance to second guess that cost? It isn't fear. No. Not fear anger. Anger because of your love being in danger. Especially to a stranger. It's your closet. You need to get off the hanger before you hang yourself. These are the thoughts in your mind, that constantly rant. To fall in love and have my own soul destroyed in the process......................."I Can't" Poetry Written By: Reginald Lee King Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

Her glaciated eyes peering through all she encountered Certainly more than a symptom aggravated by the hand of an impatient man Thought of you as a broken spirit until I finally seen you, really seen you Not as a broken woman kneeling, reeling, wincing from shadows and memories But poised and upright, beautifully ascended, void of anger no more confusion A sense of accomplishment and freedom, peace and dignity Poetry Written By: Justice James Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

A salty old dog went out to sea His bonnie lass stayed behind This dog got saltier, I think you'll agree As his maiden was on his mind Fair maiden, supple, round, and white She was true to her man on the water She thought of him, and he of her each night Their bodies grew hot, and then hotter He wrote that he was headed for shore She happily readied their place He made it home. she was at the door They couldn't wait, and pardoned grace He was less salty after giving his best She was more round beneath her breasts Shakespearean Poetry Written By: Robert P. Barnett Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar   

Her last lucid display of love will last forever in my heart even as time and memories fade to gray Her smile her eyes like bright blue skies offered comfort by way of not being aware that memories were blending physical pain unending Wanting to arrange my future my life, her last gift as a wife and my best friend only caring that I'm not alone Often I feel her presence like a cool breeze during bastardly waves of heat or warm thoughts on a winter's morn Her last gift, not wanting me to be alone Poetry Written By: Justice James Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

It's so quiet outside. I am home all alone. Well, you are in the house. But look how far we've grown. We never talk anymore. We do not share our bed. I am feeling so lost. All alone in my head. I don't know if we can get back. To where we were before. I'm starving for your affection. I crave it more and more. Our love use to be so strong. Honest and pure. But now we barely share a glance. Our life is so obscure. Please return to me. I miss you so bad. We're within the same walls But our home is so sad. I miss our life. This life I had with you. Whatever happened to our vows. The day we said I Do. Please come back to me. My love can be enough. We're no longer even fighting. It didn't use to be this rough. In spite of all that's wrong. I love you more every day. Please turn back around. Please... don't walk away. Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar  

You make me so happy, I'm   damn near giddy. Even when you just, Tell me I am pretty. You truly fill, My life up with joy. Then nine months later, Came my boy. And then there was happiness, Like I have never known. Now he is twelve. Look how much he has grown. I would not trade a day, I would not trade a year. Never in my life have I Held someone so dear. Could we have been happy? Yes... maybe so. But instead you chose To leave us and go. If you had stayed, We would have fought and fussed. We are truly better off, Just the two of us. There is nothing in this world Like a mother's love. My son was a gift, From up above. So yes, we are stronger, As mother and son. Because when I had him, Two hearts became one. Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar

Why is it so hard for me to let you in? When all you want to be to me is a gentleman. Trying to tear down all the walls I have in place. Focused on the image of your beautiful face. Why is it such a challenge for me to let go? You said you're even willing to take things slow. I promise, I'll keep trying. Trying for us. Trying not to argue, quarrel or fuss. Attempting to always make us work. Promise when we do fight, I won't be a big jerk. I guess I'm finally willing, if you know what I mean. Finally willing to be a King and his Queen. Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar

Press me they do, oh.... do they press me. She must burn is screamed! God wills it too! She is my friend, my ally. For I know this is not true! It is your evil intent, I have seen all too often. No more I say, never again will I do what you say. Walk me down to the pyre, tie me to that post. I will not betray, my ally.... the one I love the most. I look down at the fire; as it climbs up to my legs. I know that I am tied here, yet I try to get away. A calm settles within me.....familiar feeling it is. No more burning do I feel, upward and upward I go. I hear a gentle voice floating on the air, I look down to the woods that I know so well. It is my beloved, finishing her spell. I am free now to find you again. Poetry Written By: Alan Mack Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

In the quiet of the morning light, Your smile ignites my heart's delight. With every whisper, every glance, You fill my world with sweet romance. Your laughter dances like a song, In your embrace, I know I belong. Through every storm, through joy and strife, You are my love, my heart, my life. So here's my vow, forever true, In every moment, I choose you. With every beat, my heart will say, I love you more with each passing day. Poetry Written By: J. Arcuri Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

If my heart were a puzzle The corner piece would be missing Perhaps a Jenga tower And it's crumbling, I'm guessing. As my night eclipses my day And I search the expanse of sky My star is shooting fast And he disappears, but why? Grow, evolve and go, but don't leave I'm still here, missing you You let go, I reach out, and grieve. The morning mist you walk through are my tears Gusting from me as I sigh and exhale. Maybe you paused for a moment to think He's realizing his greatest fear. I pray in quiet, and it seems, in vain For your gracious return, Hoping against hope, my hope That you'd love me again. Poetry Written By: Robert P. Barnett Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

What do you call a woman who fixes another woman's crooked crown without telling her? A "Dream Killer", saboteur! What do you call a woman who answers the call no matter the time or circumstance? A Hero giving you an Even Chance! What do you call a woman who pays the price or takes all risks to achieve her goals? A Witch Doctor ready for Life's Superbowl! What do you call a woman who does not settle for less than the best of possibilities? A Magician who converts disabilities into probabilities! What do you call a woman who says "YES", until she has to say "NO"? A Master of her universe, a F**king Goddess! Poetry Written By: William Pope Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

I can live without you Even though it will cause me pain and soon you will see there was never another so the question is "why couldn't we stay together" but now I'm in doubt of if I even ever want to try because I'm sick of being at the point to where I want to die. My life was only happy when you wanted it to be and all you ever did was blame it all on me. I'm not going through this pain over and over again. So what we do from here will no longer be a sin. I don't want to live in a world full of lies wondering who's going to be the next that run to my cries. I never meant to hurt you by the lies you've said I have done. I just got to the point where all I needed was fun. You left me here daily while you went out on town gathering with all your friends and never caring I wasn't around. As long as you knew that I was yours everything was just fine but when you were alone I seemed to always be on your mind. It never seems to change As much as yo...

I wasn't supposed to be here, my parents only wanted two. So here I am, bittersweet about the sister I never knew. My oldest sister took responsibility for me, she was seven, I was two. It's a backwards pulse of life, a child dying before you do. I'm proud of my parents after all that, still making it through. Sis and I used to fight over trivial things, like donuts and onion rings. Our dad would get so upset when hearing our constant bickering. Our mom would be like, "that's what you get, I can't do anything." He had a different kind punishment, they were more of a mental taxing. We'd get in trouble together, a sister brother bond and that became our thing. She loved me unconditionally, and never gave it a second thought.  Necessities we always had, but we sure didn't have a lot. She made sure I didn't know that and I never questioned what I never got. My sister thoroughly worried about me more often than not. That kind of love from a sister i...