Poet Jordan Volume 16
“Without a muse, there is no love�
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By Jordan Neininger 1
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Introduction Muse From afar Journey to the first kiss Forest Tuned in Escape I can no longer Settled Whatever happens To hear from you If I could make it up Streets of hope This is the time No more words Waiting Time Answers required (for progression) The physical attributes may change I try to forget Empty space It's killing me Like a wave The theory of love The candle Feelings Be free Centre of gravity I'm getting back to what I love
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Introduction: To set the scene / the place / the world. Every person that falls in love has a story, thoughts to share, reasons why they fall in love. This is a collection of poetry fables, made by me, for you to read. Poetry about feelings that can be true to life about fighting for love, even if it may be love that never comes true. Love in life should not be wasted, for one day we will look back and see what love was, and why we should speak out.
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Muse Without a muse, There is no love, To every poet, There is a muse, I will never find, Another muse, Like you.
What’s it about? Some poets have a muse, something to inspire them. Life is like a muse
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From afar I'm looking at you with fondness, From afar, Of such a very beautiful person, There's just something, That's telling me, I'll never tell you, What you actually mean, And why so, With the sun setting, I take a photo of the moment, Hoping it'll last forever more, More than the memory I have, Yet when I walk to see you, And you're not there, It's hard enough not talking to you, Never mind not being able to talk to you, Each moment I have, I try to make you smile, Brighten up your face, As I know it will brighten mine, I look with fondness, I see the way you are, You’re beautiful, From afar, Or up close, From afar, I have feelings for you.
What’s it about? Admiring someone from far and enjoying their beauty they have.
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Journey to the first kiss Our first kiss, Will be at the top of the hill, We will walk, We will talk, We will each other, I just need to take your hand, Ask you to walk with me, Be with me, The hill is high, As high as the love I have for you, But to get there, We must take the effort, To be next to one another, Share our feelings, Give something to believe in, To each other, Our first kiss, Will never happen, Unless we reach that hill top, From then we will understand, Each other more, From the journey we will make, To our first kiss and beyond.
What’s it about? Putting in a lot of time and effort to get to know someone before the first kiss.
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Forest Through the forest, I can see the light, The light that inspired me, To take my love, And place it upon your hand, For you to look back at me, Stare at what I have given you, And never sure, Of what to do with it, The light in the forest, Is all that I need to see, You as the one I love, The one that holds my heart, Yet I find myself, Awaking from a day dream, Sitting in the forest, With the light fading, You are not there, To hold my heart, Through the forest, Of life, I handed you my love, Hoping the light would flourish, But the day dream ended, And the journey continued.
What’s it about? From a walk in the forest and a day dream, thoughts turn love given without a reply.
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Tuned in I've been tuned in, For what feels like a lifetime, But all I see is static, Hear the static from the screen, The screen crackles, Flickers with spots, Yet I stay tuned, As I know one day, The picture will appear, A drama worth waiting for, I stay tuned, But nothing ever appears, The static causes the eyes to tire, There is so long you can focus, On something so unclear, Stay tuned, For next week, The drama will continue.
What’s it about? Staying focused on something for so long, or ‘staying tuned’, yet not guaranteed for something to happen. 11
Escape I can see in your eyes, That you want to escape, Just for a moment, Or even two, My hand is waiting, Held out proudly, Open handed, For your hand to hold mine, Each time I look into your eyes, You must see what I have, For you, To hold and keep forever, A moment to escape, Or even two, Does not have to be The last resort on earth, To have a moment with you, However if that’s what it takes, Let it be so, My hand is waiting, Never shall it grow old of waiting, Patience is a virtue, And I am here for you.
What’s it about? Wanting to have a moment to escape with someone into a calmer world.
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I can no longer I can no longer, Wait for an answer, No matter how great it could be, Or detrimental to the heart I can no longer wait, For if it was natural, An answer, Would be so easy to give, I can no longer wait, But wait I shall, For as long as I can.
What’s it about? Waiting for an answer for what seems a long time after questions have been asked.
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Settled All seems settled, So why rock the boat, To cause waves of unknown measures, I have spoken of love, Broken my silence, For one that is you, The settled moment, I looked upon, And wondered if this was the time, To share what I love, To share that moment with you, With all seeming settled, The calmness of the water, Was too beautiful to ignore, Just like you, So I had to break the surface of the water, To just say, I adore you so much, The waves lapped against the boat, But there was no tidal wave, The wave just passed by, With no blink of an eye, When the water settled, Your beauty was seen so clear, In the glisten of the water surface, Settled it seems to be, Even the rock of the boat, Cannot unsettle what is.
What’s it about? In what seems a settled world, why cause an unsettled period? But yet this soon disappears.
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Whatever happens Whatever happens, I will always adore you, But forever regretting, Not to have shown, That you are beautiful to me, Whatever happens, I can look you in the eye, And know I feel I have done, All I can to show my feelings, Whatever happens, The world continues, For you and I, But just maybe, In a parallel line, To each other, Whatever happens, Do not hate me, For showing you my love, For you, And what you mean to me, Whatever happens, Happens, Just the feelings, I have for you, Keep going around, And around.
What’s it about? In a world when we do not know what will happen, there will always be certain feelings.
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To hear from you You have never said, That there is something In your heart for me, For all I could be doing, Is chasing a shadow of a dream, If I knew how you felt, I would become the one, That made everything, In your life, A happy one, From here to the end, Never saying how you feel, Makes the world an unknown place, Even more stranger, What is in your heart, Only you know, Just to hear from your heart, Would make mine calmer.
What’s it about? Saying to someone what they make you feel, but not hearing back to what they feel.
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If I could make it up If I could make it up, It wouldn't be like this, I'd write every page, Like it was my last, Make you believe, What I feel, Is for you, If I could make it up, I could just as quickly forget it all, Because it would not mean anything, At all, If I could make it up, Why do I feel like I do? Joyous when I see you, Downhearted when I can’t be next to you, If I could make it up, I wouldn’t be like I am, Because my heart aches every day, Knowing if I could make it up, I would be next to you.
What’s it about? If you could make feelings up and say you like someone, would be easy to forget about. So why make it up?
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Streets of hope I'm drained from chasing you, Through the streets of hope, With every twist and turn, Each new street showing hope, Yet at the end of each Street, Just like a dead end, There is nothing, To give me a little hope, That I need, As I catch my breath, I see a shadow in the distance, So I run again, Through another street of hope, Just hoping that this one, Will have the answers, I cannot chase you any more, Because I have lost my way, I don’t know where you are, Or which direction I should take, Each street is starting to look the same, As I stand and look around in a daze, However I know there is hope here, Just where it is, I believe to be with you, That is why I need to find you, Through each street of hope, So I can see you, Believe in you, with you. What’s it about? Running through life after what you feel can take it’s toll on the heart. Always looking out for hope.
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This is the time This is the time, When there's no more to give, I've taken my heart and soul, Presented it on a platter of poetry, Words can, And have, Shown what I believe, Who I believe, And why I believe, This is the time, I step back, And see the bigger view, Like a panoramic shot, Yet as I look, And see the bigger picture, I realise I do not want to give up, The words I have spoken, Are those of love for you, This is the time, When I let my feelings go, Hoping that one day, They come back to me, More focused, And written better, The next time around.
What’s it about? There’s only so much that words can say and only so many times that you can say them.
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No more words No more words, Written or otherwise, My next thoughts, Will be acted out, Just like a Shakespeare play, With dramatic scenes, And an unforgettable ending, But I can't guarantee, That your heart will be in one piece, By the words of love, I have always had for you.
What’s it about? No more time for words, actions must speak louder.
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Waiting Time I've waited all this time, But I can't go on, The clock ticks, Day by day, I need you to say, If what I feel, Is what you feel for me? The idea of hurt, Is already in practice, The clock ticks, And I watch it closely.
What’s it about? Waiting can hurt the heart.
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Answers required (for progression) With no answer, I cannot progress, Progression is based, Upon answers to questions given? When the answer is provided, Progression can be made, But until then, No movement there will be.
What’s it about? For progress to be made, questions have to be answered otherwise we get nowhere.
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The physical attributes may change The physical attributes may change, But what's underneath, Will forever be more important, The physical attributes attract, The heart shares what is true, The heart does not care, What you look like to me, What’s inside, Is more important to me, Than anything else, That is where the real beauty is, The physical attributes may change, But you are beautiful from inside out, It may seem contradictory, But you just are beautiful to the eye, From the glimpse of your gorgeous eyes, To the soft voice which talks from within, There is no part of you, That I do not love, more than another.
What’s it about? Something’s physical looks may change but what is loved will always be there no matter what.
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I try to forget I try to forget, But I can't, No glimpse is better, Than one of you, No view will be better, Than that of when our paths cross, No life is complete, Without the view of you, I try to forget, Who you are, And how I feel towards you, Or when we shall meet again, Speak again, I just can’t forget, It’s always on my mind, Every waking moment, Every sleeping dream.
What’s it about? Trying to forget about what you feel, who you feel for. But it’s just not possible.
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Empty space I see life empty, Because it should be filled, With the memories that I have of you, The love that I have for you, Empty space, Like no words on a page, And no one to read them out, Space to have grown, But cower I have, This vast empty space, I have not known, For such a long time, Come and fill it with me.
What’s it about? Love should grow into spaces in our life. Yet sometimes it just doesn’t.
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It's killing me It's killing me, The tears can't roll, Down the face that is so sad, Yet it appears so happy, In more than a moment, So close I sit, Yet I am the furthest away, From ever being the one to trust, To speak to, When we have a moment alone, It's killing me, I told you I care, And I know you know, It's just we never speak, To one another, To set the world straight, To make a smile, It's killing me, My heart has so much space for you, Yet you are not able to fill it, A void open to you, And to you, I will open my heart, It's killing me, Silently, With no one to notice.
What’s it about? The heartache of never knowing.
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Like a wave The depression is setting in, It's like a wave coming in, The weather closes in, The depression deepens, When all around is fine to every eye, The eye's you behold, Are looking at a very different world, With no reason for the wave to approach, It's all you can see, Stand and breathe, Knowing it will hit, Waiting for it to hit, Just not knowing how hard it will be, This time, Like a wave it recedes, Leaving a trail of damage, But nothing can be right at first, Time to clear up from the wave, And prepare for the next one, Yet prepared to avoid it if possible.
What’s it about? Relating depression to the weather, and not sure why it sets in.
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The theory of love The theory of love, Is always a good read, Each one of us has our own, We have our feelings, We have our thoughts, We have the one we like, The theory of love, You’d think would be easy, Share what you feel, Make known to the one, That there is love in your heart, For the one you feel, In practise the theory, Cannot always be applied, Only written about, Waiting to be tried and tested, The theory of love, Is sometimes just a theory, Like many others in the world, Never being put into practise.
What’s it about? about? Having thoughts on love and why and who to show them to, but never always becoming true.
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The candle The candle flickered, In a dark world around us all, I lit the candle for you, To represent the love, I have grown for you, To share some light, To start to spread the hope, That this light would grow, Into and around the world, I know what I feel, Is real, And when the candle is almost out, I will light another, And another, Until there is enough light, In our lives.
What’s it about? Wanting to share the light you have in your life with others.
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Feelings Feelings, They just don’t make sense, To me? To you? Do they? Feelings, Why show what you have, When the world isn’t ready? Feelings, Can inspire the mind, Inspire Feelings, Can destroy the mind, Even if it was only good intentions, Why show them? Why bare the heart to the world, When it’s clearly just not ready?
What’s it about? Why show feelings, it just confuses things.
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Be free Muse one, Has gone forever, Muse two, Was you, Muse three, Is to be free.
What’s it about? Being more free in poetry.
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Centre of gravity The alcohol has taken the centre of gravity, Taken away what I feel, As there is no return for what is said, With no centre of gravity, The world spins out of control, What am I meant to do? Gone is the centre of gravity, The only thing that was keeping me safe, When I thought you could help me, Find that centre again, I find nothing that is stable to help, When one more drink, Helps find that centre of gravity, We awake to find, That it was all false hope, And life is forever spinning.
What’s it about? Losing the way and not having a central stable point to be settled.
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I'm getting back to what I love
I'm getting back to what I love, The tunes play out loud, I'm getting back to what I love, The pen writes from the heart to the page, I'm getting back to what I love, But I'm not getting back with you, I’m getting back to what I love, Yet the feelings I share are not for one to hear, I'm getting back to what I love, And that is life itself, but yet I still question that, I'm getting back to what I love, And that is sharing what I really feel for you, I'm getting back to what I love, And never really knowing what you felt.
What’s it about? Getting back to what is good but yet so much to find out.
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To where does love & feelings end?
A poem, a thought, an action?
Love & feelings do not end.
No matter how much you try.
Love & feelings are felt forever.
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