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  217.     

Lost Is My Quiet

Lost is what I am.
Lost is who I am.
Lost is who I have been.
Every since I Lost you I have been Lost too.

Quiet is my lost.
Quiet is my sound.
Quiet is what I am.
Quiet is what I have been.
Since I lost you i have been nothing but Quiet.

Love is what I lost.
Love is what I want.
Love is what I will never find.
Love is what I had been.
When you left you took my Love with you.

Lost is my Quiet.
Quiet is my Soul.
Soul is my cage.
But forever more
Lost is my quiet.
 
Kelsea Osterman

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  218.     

Sometimes

Sometimes the days gone faster, sometimes the days gone slower
Sometimes, the mind seems unable. Sometimes, the heart seems uncontainable
Sometimes, the passion is gone. Sometimes, the spirit is weak.
Sometimes, the soul lost its desire. And sometimes, the truth is out of reach.
Sometimes, it lost its power. Sometimes, it lost its strength
Sometimes, it lost its energy. Well, then, I guess it’s just you and me
Sometimes, you lost your valuables. Sometimes your heart full with rage.
Sometimes, you get back up. And sometimes, you lost your tame.
Sometimes, you lost your soul. Sometimes you lost your heart.
Sometimes, you get a second chance. Sometimes, you gone too far
Sometimes, you lost your family, Sometimes.. well am I gone too far?
If not, then sometimes you lost your children. Sometimes, you stop being a man
Sometimes, you got to step up to the plate. Sometimes, you got to put the rifle down
Sometimes, there is hope. Now you may think I’m talking foolish now
Sometimes, you may feel loved. Sometimes, you may feel bless
Sometimes, you may be disrespected. Other times, you may be a mess
Sometimes, one is enough. And Sometimes, three packs is too much
Don’t you see, you have a family. Who want to keep you in touch.
Sometimes, the days are going faster. Sometimes the days are going slower.
Sometimes, your mind is able. Sometimes you heart is powerful.
 
Ryan Richards

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  219.     

Lost

How a poet mess up a verse to fright,
Deep inside but no time to vet lost,

On the dark shadowy paths, nothing has caught,
As we observe sun rise and set lost,

How ridiculous it is, chore day to night,
You would not be immortal, a mere het lost,

Spell what’s a thing, what’s thee height,
Mortal everything, mortal net lost,

Here you will be allegedly call a polytheist,
For which you sentenced gibbet lost,

Soldier and commander same ambition to fight,
Rear one got fame, and frontier get lost,

The criminal, who denies the hypocrite,
Here I there you, only a pretext lost,

Wonder If I be bosom in just a blink sight,
As river intrude silently to sea and met lost,

The journey commences or stopped in plight,
Go ahead, above, up, So never get lost.

As wishes won’t come true till death arrive at site,
Shahid no way to escape, will you pet lost.
 
Shahid Hussain Chouhdry

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  220.     

'Lost'

How a poet mess up a verse to fright,
Deep inside but no time to vet lost,

On the dark shadowy paths, nothing has caught,
As we observe sun rise and set lost,

How ridiculous it is, chore day to night,
You won’t be immortal, a mere het lost,

Spell what’s a thing, what’s thee height,
Mortal everything, mortal net lost,

Here you will be allegedly call a polytheist,
For which you sentenced gibbet lost,

Soldier and commander same ambition to fight,
Rear one got fame, and frontier get lost,

The criminal, who denies the hypocrite,
Here I there you, only a pretext lost,

Wonder If I be bosom in just a blink sight,
As river intrude silently to sea and met lost,

The journey commences or stopped in plight,
Go ahead, above, up, So never get lost.

As wishes won’t come true till death arrive at site,
Shahid no way to escape, will you pet lost.
 
Shahid Hussain Chouhdry

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