You've become my dependable source of happiness.
A endless stream of overflowing thoughts.
I stay up every night in hopes of seeing you.
I've never sacrificed so much sleep for anyone.
Some things are better left unsaid.
But I still can't figure out what this is.
A exploration of souls that cannot meet.
What exactly does this mean ?
Self doubts and lonely nights fill the soul.
So much that it can be so overly dull.
On the verge of insanity, for what reason ?
I do not know.
John is telling me 'I Should Have Known Better'
Paul's reminding me that I'm still 'Eleanor Rigby'
George is singing clearly that 'If I Needed Someone'
And Ringo is just saying that it'd be easier in a 'Octopus's Garden'
The Beatles are my only friends in this situation.
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So it's 1am and we all know that I get my best ideas at night. This was meant to be a charming lovey dovey poem but then it turned into a random Beatles appreciation. Because can we just have a round of applause for the endless list of relatable love songs that The Beatles have prescribed us with.
I could've added so many Beatle puns in this poem but that'd be never ending. And god bless Ringo for his short list of love songs. Haha.
But in all seriousness, I love those boys dearly.
Sincerely Yours,
Liliana.
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Poetry (2015-2017)
PoetryThis is poetry for the soul from Yours Truly. Volume 1. "We don't read and write poetry because it's cute, we read and write poetry because we are members of the human race." - John Keating aka Robin Williams. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Co...
