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Seed Of Friendship-A dedication

L-iving in a world of vast 
souls formed from 
another voided world,
E-ntering thru portals 
from their world to earth.
O-ozing spetacular smell 
and wail when the chips 
are down.
N-urtured from cradle to 
entity with a new world 
to face.
O-rganizes oneself for the 
task ahead,passing thru 
hurdles of life unabased 
and unabashed.
R-eaps the fruit of labor 
with joy or heavy heart.
A-ge sets in,mission 
accomplished or not will 
dawn on the entity.

I-n retrospect,he thinks 
about his childhood and 
how life was to him.

L-iving in confidence or 
shame,he bows his head 
in victory or defeat.
O-nly the taste of time 
will tell the durability of 
his achievements.
V-oid of preference the 
aim result bears the 
foundation for his lineage.
E-njoyment or lack lies 
with the works of the 
man,for there is no food 
for the slothful.

Y-oung ones,a stitch in 
time saves nine,make 
haste while the sun 
O-iling your lamb always 
like the ten virgins is the 
key to success.
U-rging you to shun peer 
pressure and focus on 
the course marked out 
for you by fate,so a 
fulfilled life you shall live.

An acrostic for you 
Leonora Galinita.

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I s a child to be heard?
N o one answers, as usual. The silence is slowly killing me.
S orrow, misunderstanding and these mourning memories,
I s this the way it is supposed to be? Since that fateful day, I have been a 
G irl, lost in a whirl of tragic past, calamitous present and the fear of having no future,
N ever have I known what "family", "friends" or "fiends" mean, for
I have never made or heard of any.
F or I am thirteen, just as inconsequential as a dwarf planet, amongst boundless galaxies.
I live in misery, why won't anyone listen to me? I may be young, but I
C an converse, listen and see, and I
A m as normal as you are. So why
N ot give me a chance to prove myself?
C an you ever give me a listening
E ar? Is a child to be heard?

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Time and time again,
broken heart and shattered dreams.
My eyes start to close and,
I hear all the retched screams.

I see the twisted faces, 
the hatred they hold inside.
The eyes as red as blood, 
all the anger they can't hide.

The sound of the screams turns my blood, 
curdled like sour milk.
The faces fall away, 
drifting like a scarf of silk.

I open my eyes once more 
to find it was all in my head.
These memories they torture me, 
they make feel...... dead.

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Gone With The Sin

Giving up on all I believe in,
Opaque is the road that I walk on,
Not even the brightness of a hundred stars, is capable of
Erasing, all the wrong I've done.

Wandering the streets of wrong-doing,
I'd watch people pass me by, life is much more complicated
Than I thought it would be, it's just so mystifying, 
How everything wrong feels so right, everything is a 

Trap, in the web of life. 
How everything that gives delight, in fact, has
Existed to reveal the true meaning of remorse, yet until this day, a 

Sinner I am, carrying a bundle of sins
In my hands, 
Not knowing what road to take. 

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Frame is solid, some refurbishing needed; I have a room for rent
Only needs a few repairs and my patience has well been spent
Ready for immediate occupancy as soon as one can spare

Renovations commencing instantly; rent is somewhat fair 
Equipped with all the essentials; a spacious room is what you’ll find
Needs an well organized individual; one able to dwell inside this mind 
Today it’s clean and tidy as can be; tomorrow's a new day, I'll wait and see 

© Stacy Lynn Stiles

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Twisted to Untwisted

Twisted to Untwisted
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

Twisted and confused.
Wanting to understand.
Idealized life view. 
Steadfastly bewildered. 
Twisted and confused. 
Endless unresolved fear. 
Dark shadows hovering. 

Twisted and confused 
Oh, my Lord, please give death!

Under every rock shame-
Nothing good could abound. 
Twisted and confused
Withering fallen soul. 
Idealized view crushed. 
Self-esteem buried whole. 
Twisted and confused. 
Endless self-hate taunted. 
Decided to let God….

Written for Michael Jordan’s contest.

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Who Are You

 How dare you take advantage of me like that ,
Leaving me stranded with no way to go forward or back.
   Using the friendship that we had led me to believe,
That there was trust and honor between you and me .
   How you layed me aside and left me for dead ,
You have caused these hateful thoughts inside my head.
   Never could I have done this to any man , 
I can see you have no concious so I know you can.
  There just one thing I really want to say  about this ,
It's been a long time since I have made a clinched fist .
  You have no idea how much hurt you have caused,
It won't be me you'll have to face That's up to God
   But you will regret mistaking this kindness for weakness girl,
Bad Karma will surely consume you this is my word.
   Yes you were able to catch me completely off gaurd ,
Never again because now I know who you are .

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Why Bother?


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Reflections: Midlife Crisis

P     aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A     cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N     othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I      nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C     hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace

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The Message

I'm not the greatest of all-times, but when I'm done, I'll be an all time great in this lifetime of mine Like the late great who came before my time I will breed a new lifeline, that will breathe life like march of dimes My story lines, will bring truth life; like troops who fight Overseas, for rights of those who believe that death is life Now that ain't right! As the rich is getting richer, eating fillet me-non, while we barely feeding our appetite Night after night Survival has waged a war that gave us no choice but to battle and fight Although, we'll be all right They say we a dying breed, but that ain't right Instead we're the light to a lying greed That will enlighten life to a brand new seed A man of God indeed Freed from the Son that bleeds Like the summer breeze He's the sum that equals the amount of air I breathe The air that please A satisfaction like the birds and the bees My word's words are the keys That will fornicate with the mind and give birth to a seed A seed of social change, that'll change our social economy So shall our comradery That will bring comfort to a struggling society A synonym...similar to a civilization seeking for unity Unifying the physics of theory That seeks to explain the synopsis of a dying philosophy Similar to the Cosby X-cept my scrip-tic will speak more about our reality Like life's calamity And everything else in life that's destroying us systematically However, I've discovered a system That can mathematically destroy ignorancy And turn our state of mind intellectually I elect that He (God) selects me to be And be that man who may lead this community So that they (My Peoples) may commute with me En-route to a destination, destine towards our destiny Like we were destine to be We were meant to be "Great" like the late great that came before we. Because we are... The reflection where perfection gave birth to the definition of greatness Where great means Competent, Skilled, Well Informed, and Tremendous Our potentials are endless And only we not even the enemy can put an end to this So it's time we put a stop to this The biggest enemy of self And that's envy and jelousness Cause after this is Heaven or Hell and that's all there is A promised made sealed with a kiss Knowing this Is the next best thing since "In the beginning" In the first chapter of the first verse in Genesis!

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To Much Drama- Acrostic

Talking excessively just can’t stop.
Overly stressed and beginning to flop.

Messing in matters you need to stay out.
Ushering in tension and running about.
Choices being made without a second thought.
Holding others hostage by your own malicious plots.

Drama, drama, drama that’s all I hear.
Rehearsing matters over and over again.
Always in the valley of o.p.p.
Mettling in other’s business this should not be.
Angry at others and being the drama queen.

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Though I did not want anyone to know

Helping people is what I try to do so I can grow

Even when it is tough I realize I help people not for show

Self involvement is a must a way to make things make sense

Eager to do things I become sometimes dense

Caring about the things I love is what really can help my choice

Revealing my secret to you I will keep my poise

Even when the time comes I will not be spoiled because of my heart

The secret to doing things is make it a great memory so it will not part

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New wounds

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Everyone is sleeping, but am not..
Room is full of silence, & weather is hot.
I have closed my eyes,as dreaming deep..
 But am not lost in thoughts, just trying to sleep.
Its 3 at night, n everythings dark..
But am willing to go outside n walk in a park.	
Willing to feel cool air & breathe long..
Looking at the time, I realize, its wrong.
What if I call someone at this time..
No, anyone will think, am not fine.
I should have not sleep in evening like that..
5 hours, I have already slept.. now feeling bad.
 I know time is not right..
But attempting a sleep, am texting friends, GOOD NIGHT.

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Confused by the cacophonous voices in my head,
Reason has been replaced with paranoia.
Alarmed by my self-destructive tendencies I am restrained,
Zipped into a strait-jacket of my own making.
Yielding to the voices clamor, I surrender myself to insanity.

For Andrea's 5 Letter Word acrostic contest

(This is a work of fiction! I don't hear voices and I
am not self-destructive. Just so you know)

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The Gulf Oil Spill

Gulf oil spilled
Useless big waste
Lives were taken
Foolish mistake

Oil will spew
In such turmoil
Loss no one knew

So much damage
People showed care
Invading land
Like a nightmare
Let’s clean this up!

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Twin Towers

T wo buildings once stood tall
W hen one day they would fall.
I n the sky the planes flew
N ot knowing what they'd do.

T oo many people died
O n that day we all cried.
W hat happened no one knew
E xtreme anger just grew.
R emembering the fear
S o keep your families near.

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Don’t know why
I sit here
And resentful,
Pathetic expectations
Of your
Nothing will relieve
This hollowed hope
Manufactured almost
Now reduced to  

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Uncertain Times

 " With barely a nod they delivered the news
     ... the store is closing, your job you will lose."

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Unemployment is an imminent threat
Not to be taken lightly.
Changes I'm not looking forward to
Envelop my dreams nightly.
Retirement is not an option.
This uncertainty is daunting.
Age is a factor to employment.
I find my anxiety haunting.
Never did I think this job would end.

Tomorrow is now the unknown.
I'm scared of the future, as never before.
My anxiousness, full blown.
Each day I wonder what will be.
So afraid of what will happen to me.

              ~~~       ~~~       ~~~

 by Francine Roberts 05/09/2011
for Constance's contest 'Write it Deep
and Dramatic, Please'

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Embracing this low and calm fumes
Adopting these reserved maneuvering skills
Rehearsing my lines daily…hoping to perfection
I wish to be the extra prototype when the curtain rises up
I will majestically bow to the jury…doubting their frown
Here with me…will compose the best speech
With my specs; you will see an intelligent poet
Yet with my hands you will lay an author of the future
Now we are a little far away from the spotlight…
On the road we are pedestrians…of course Christians
Now we weep, now we creep out with terror
Last night I saw the fellow; he was a sad veteran
Weirdly he seemed killed already only that he wasn’t berried
Poor soldier; dead already just a moving corpse waiting for
An open grave…
So much I had wanted to tell him…when I stared at him wobbling
Zonked, I couldn’t help a tear from falling
The war had consumed so much of his good smiles and the blissful memos
When he embraced me…he whispered to my left ear and said;
‘Do you know how to pull a trigger aah!?’
I answered no…you should learn son as he sighed with discomfort
The was ache in his left leg…I loved him much he died the next evening
It’s always like that for me…
I am rehearsing my agony…so hurting

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Shadow dwelling in the heart
Over a rain of raw pain
Retrieving light from the soul
Reducing fire from the spirit
Obscured by night so dark
Whirlwind of emotions’ tearful train
Falling helplessly in the undertow
Unable to go on, wishing to quit
Lost, until one must surface to breathe air.

By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 2007

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One thing, we all have in common worldwide.
Because we need it to be human to provide,
Secrets fantasies keep most from going insane.
Even though each knows they will not gain.
Sure enough we all have these thoughts or deeds.
Spending money, wasting time to plant these seeds,
Inventions of the desires prepare the mortal mind.
Obsessions vary from the wild to tame we find.
Now step back and think about your life’s fixation.
Seek out your fantasy or reality that steals passion.

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Lost Love

L ife without you is not the same
O ut in the dark alone
S till hear the echo of your name
T aunted by the unknown

L ost without your loving touch
O nly you can give to me
V oid now, I miss you so much
E veryone can see

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The Teach's from Brookl'n / Dedicated ta Sweetheart

T hey’d aughta not called nookie
H eaven’s blessed cookie...
E ither burd or bee, cause neither's a lookie! 

B urds well der feathered, not like me?
I n da interest of clarity, I’m certainly NO bee?
R obins do have red breasts and I have two, see?
D ern, maybe dat's why dey calls dem da burds and da bees?
S o, if da ladies da burd, da guy must be da bee? 

A nyway, why didn’t dey call IT da cows and da doves?
N ow, cows at least got legs and doves are for luv!
D rat, I still don’t get da bee stingy thingie, "Gov?"

T he bees has a sting YIKE and bees sure love honey.
H ell, maybe they thought a man'd sting ya for money?
E ither dat or “Hmmm,” some ladies are real punny?

B et we women smell real sweet, I guess, and da bees fly to honey?
E eeeeeekkk, I so confuddled, I feel like Mikey Rooney? 
E ach dern metaphors is making me more looney tooney!
S imply forget da dern foolishness and give me a groomie!  

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P roblems there are so many for everyone 
R ealize and accept that this is life 
O bviously we all have them sometimes 
B elive that you can manage them all 
L et no trials and problems steal your joy 
E ndure them and have Faith,Hope and Trust 
M anage your problems and just trust God 
S mall or big problems won't last,hand them all to God each time 

Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 


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Fool, you borrowed time from fate
Obeisance was wrong indeed
Objected nothing and moved on
Lotus was your favorite fruit 
Irrationality was a kind of madness
Sarah warned, " Be careful, son! "
Harry, your pal, spoke like her
None seemed unreachable or vain
Enthralled by many false visions
Surges of panic and anger abounded
Sultry thoughts brought death

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1st of the Last Men

Naturally is all you have to say
Ay i wake up to get my pay
Tell it through and true
U know i cant go our looking blue
Riding fancy clothes and wearing fast cars
All I have to do is aim for the stars
Lie to me like they lie to you
Looks like your dream has come true
You kneel then pray to see another day

Naturally that would be the last line but the lie i was told cant stop me from writing. It actually makes me write more and i know how it is on the road, coming out of bathrooms stepping on toads. Your life is pure so what is next, answer your phone very important text. Step outside to get some air, hiding from the people you thought you knew but found new friends in an empty room. Tired and breathing with fire from your chest, the door opens and you see that you will always be running from things you ran from in the past. Be a stop sign, posted on all most every street to stop the cars coming your way and when they pass you can resume your day.

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Why Do I Love You

Why Do I Love You?
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd

When I tell you that I love you
Hurriedly you ask, tell me why?
You laugh when in dismay I sigh

Dare now, listen to some reasons
Obsess and parse them if you please

I love because God gave you to me

Life is good when I see your smile
Observe your wittiness and style
Valuable are your hugs so snug
Each time you travel I feel a tug

You bring pride and make my heart dance
Overawed I choose to love, not perchance
Utmost I love because you are you.

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Leave It In My...

Hour glass pours so slow, I wonder if the hour knows
I challenge a thought to pass out my mind, and take form through my mouth
Dancing in the beginning of the rush of feeling felt of something new
Drowning when I realized that the colors of paint were still wet and dripping on me
Endless was the craving; wanting for more, less, then yelling to stop
Needing to grasp a legde that I knew I threw myself over

Poundering now, when I look at the mask that just left this face and returned
Leering at this body that has just rebooted it self back to normalcy
All I want is an answer, but the page written has already been torn
Cowardice makes me do the same, but my writing never stops sinking
Erasing it won't make it go away, so I must endure it in my hidden place...

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It is the light that burns through the night
The night that is covered by pain
The pain that burns on bones so fragile

It is the face of the parents
The face that glow with joy 
But the joy that is far from me

It is the father that has lost his dignity 
The dignity that was nurtured for years
The years that has passed like super eagle

It is the look of poor souls that cause this pain
The pain that has no souses but shame
The feeling of pity for a hungry child

It is that pain which make me sick inside
Where sorrow hove around like a trapped bird
I shall toss myself to the ground 

Though sun bring new beginnings 
But this pain makes the rays deadly
How I wish to make the day light again.

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A Soul Called Soul

I’m trapped in the American struggle/ 
Surrounded in the alcoholic drug addicted jungle/ 
In my soul called soul I seem to unknowingly look for trouble/ 
Yeah am I the only one to truly see our invisible chaotic bubble? / 
Am I the only one to truly live in while I realize the hidden pains in our own ghetto living rubble? /
 I see in what I still saw of the pains at the same time I hear the alcoholic mumbles/
 Like a burnt cracker over a uncooked cookie I still see the culture crumble/ 
I see the staggering, I see the swerving and I see thy own stumbles/ 
Still yet I am crawling out the dirt like an ant spreading my wings in the sky like the bees bumble/
 It’s when I knew I was a soul called soul/ 
In my soul called soul I am in the super bowl/ 
Seven hundred seventy-seven now I can’t let thy football fumble/ 
I am not going to let thy ring leader lead me in the circus no more, I am no longer an elephant Dumbo/ I’m here to stay not to go/ I been down that same road too many times before/
 I know what it’s like at the bottom, I hit it straight rock ,yeah I been that low/
 now pains of my life I outgrow/it’s when I knew I was a soul called soul 
In my soul called soul/ I hang on not to my enemies nor my friends but my own inner foes/
 I got no true friends, I got no true bros/ I got no true women, I got no hoes/ 
I don’t even know if I will even make it to be thirty-four/ 
I worry about alcoholic danger in the hood every time I walk out my front door/ 
I thank God I’m not rich and thank him for the experience of being dirt poor/ 
I thank him for the fact that I no longer have to steal from the local store/ 
I thank him for the simple fact that I can do simple everyday chores/ 
I remember a time when I was in a prison cell where even death itself felt like a bore/
 until one day something great pick me up off the prison floor……..that was a time when I know I was a soul called SOUL/
 I know my truck of life was ready to take it’s damage when it can still pull its own toll/
 I knew my boat of life was ready to go against high winds with a broken bow/ 
I knew I was ready when I can go against waves 100 feet high go under and still row/
 if not then I make the surf board roll/ The storms comes like shadow hidden in the skies undergrowth/ I’m not only floating I’m also flying through them both/
 I am no longer empty with darkness I am filled with light shone/ 
I am no longer alone, I am force of many through word flow/ 
I am a prophet among my own/ words put together like no other only I condone/ 
I say it in a unique tone/ 
I’m going to make it past the internet and cell phones/ 
I am the one, I am by a higher power chose/ 
These problems in life I will outgrow/ 
I will overcome being just another SOUL CALLED SOUL….

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Choices of Words

Children learn from what they hear and see.
Have you ever heard certain words from a child?
Our thoughts and feelings spread to them from me.
Intentions are good, though prejudice comes wild.
Carefully, we should not press our evil, outwardly free.
Every time, we do, it will come back, oh, so beguiled.
Senses of the child are impressive, guided by thee.

Our parents embedded both wrong and right on each.
Freedom of choice is what everyone has, within reach.

Words, deeds, are what teach the young, indeed.
Our greed can also be pressed inside the seed.
Ruthlessness also transfers, but what does it breed.
Does anyone know for sure, what children will need?
Sacrifice your evilness, or your children’s spirit will bleed.

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A mania she could not explain made her devise the plan:
No one could know where or what place she may have gone
If so, I’m not sure they’d tell; conclusions would be drawn:
Tomorrow, perhaps an answer will come, before the setting sun; but,
Really does it matter to anyone? Are we not all out of ‘town’? 
Actually, yes I think it matters for many; especially matters to one. 

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Fear is everywhere

Feeling like I'm all alone
Everyday worse then the last
Anybody going to save me?
Real life is a nightmare

Internal struggles
Stop caring

Enjoying nothing
Very little matters
Everyone is gone
Ready to leave
You wont care
Why isn't anyone 
Here to stop me 
Even though the end is close
Ready is one thing I'm not
End... Such a sweet thing

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A is for Absently staring at you,
D is for Dazed thorough and true,
A is for Agony coming undone,
M is for Maybe you might be the one.

A is Arousal my body's on fire,
D is my deepest most hidden Desire,
A is Allured, enamored to sin,
M is Magnetic pulling me in.

A, I'm Angry you cheated you lied,
D, i'm Dead feel nothing inside,
A, i'm Addled don't know what to do,
M i'm Madly in love with you.

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Divided Within June 14 2011

She was created by me out of terror and pain,
Providing protections her job and Millie's her name.
Loosing track of serious chunks of time,
Inside the reality of an insane mind.
Trying to track every move I make,

Bracing myself with every step I take.
Erased the memories she didn't want me to see,
Tracing a portrait of what she wants me to be.
Wanting something real but my hearts now full of doubt,
Entering a world I know nothing about.
Existing only when I need her because life gets to hard,
Needing her only as my wild card.

Two minds, one body, it's a lot of weight to carry,
With no recollection of what happens can be pretty scary.
Overwhelmed, how do I get back that part of my life Millie stole,

Missing many pieces of my mind, my heart and my soul.
Intrigued as to what Millie has to hide,
Needing someone in who I can confide.
Divided within my life's literally broken in two,
Split between what's fake and what's true.

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Treading Sins Away

Sensing each step I persuade my body onward and up.
Trekking up toward the light that adorns a precious cup,
Angels around sing gentle sounds, I never heard before.
Imagining the beauty that awaits me past that golden door,
Reality sets in that I am rising upward to Heaven’s gate.
Why oh why, have I been chosen to be given this fate.
Again I see the Angels floating past my mortal soul.
Yelling praises to him, our Lord, I met a mortal goal.

Truth is what they said, even though I had sinned many ways.
Only the living truth will deliver you upward, glorious praise.

These steps I take I see all my sins on each tread that I take.
Hearing forgiven, forgiven, my soul gets lighter upon the wake.
Evangelical songs being sung, I pray, in his name, for my sake.

Stairway brightens as I reach the top, hearing a question, I stop.
Tell me, your saviors name, He who died upon the hilltop.
Angels await my answer, tis a simple question that he does say.
Reveling, Jesus I say, he took our sins, saving all upon that day.
Seeing in my heart, I believed, he said come forth, cross over this way.

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Drain out the violence from the paintbrush and smear it to the canvas 

Aggressive creatures scuttle into my expanding cranium

Memories of him echoes through the forest…into the atmosphere

Astonishing screams of misfortune filter the forest where he once trailed

Great solitude and rage tortures us all…we will not fall!

Everlasting breakage paints me a portrait of turmoil and what not

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Witnessing before God, and taking your vow
Enter into marriage, forever starts now 
Devoted to each other, for all your life
Desiring no one, except for your wife
In sickness and in health, till death do you part
No one should come between you, right from the start
Giving of yourself, to make your family whole.

Value the sanctity, of both being “one”
Obstacles are there, for you to over come
Wedding vows are sacred, to show all your love
Straying away, is not meant from God above.

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The Talk

The Talk


"The Talk:",
 He hesitated, 
 Interested in
 During different, developmental 
(Assurances are always awkward;
 Nothing new.)
 Dad dodged    
"The Talk" 'til I turned twenty two.
 He honestly
 Bewilderment by
 Even though everybody knows, each infant grows in a secret station
 So its strong enough for the long aviation of being taken, by delivery stork, to it's home.

(This poem was written specifically for Carol Brown's "The Birds and the Bees" poetry

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when the clouds turn gray the sky turns dark there’s no running because the rain doesn’t have eyes unlike the hills the rain can’t see more like cupid it is blind 
when it rain everyone is getting  wet rain doesn’t care if your white black or even a mocha frappe it doesn’t care if your rocking the new Jordan’s and that your hair just been tortured by chemicals and that you wore that new I love pink jogging suit that he really likes 
rain doesn’t discriminate unlike that next door neighbor who watches your every movement because in their mind the darker the skin the more sticker the fingers are 
Rain dosent stop because you decide to **** the world and be  who you want  cause no one else matter 
Rain doesn’t fall upon those with lighter or darker skin  it isn’t racist unlike that store clerks  who guards who watches Hispanics because he know there history of sneaking in and out why can we be more like nature more like the rain 

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10-313 Untold

He saw me I saw him
We leaped for greatness
But we were earth bound
He surpasses my hopes
And shatters my dreams
I feel darkness in him which I bravely embrace
He’s my hope my shield my love
My undivided trust
With him
I feel that I can reach bounds and mounts of greatness
So why do I still feel so empty

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King of Pop Acrostic

Midst all the praise, forgotten all uncouth,
in this our time, we shan't remember this,
conveyed to all the world, his morbid truth,
he wanted more than anything, his greatest wish,
above all else, he wanted to be white.
enough to show the world it turned out right,
long after all is said and done, he turned out white.

Just as, in hot pursuit, no one could see
another 5, without his his dancing frame,
come latelys came too short to even be
known as contendors of his cherished name
so white is white, they never want him black,
or even guess he's not one of their fame,
nor see into the junky in his name.

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BP: Brutal Performance

Broken       “Perfect”       
Blowout      Preventer
Billowing    Petroleum
Burning       Profusely

Bodies          Paining
Burning        Peeling
Bleeding       Pleading
Buried           Passing

Blighted       Preserve
Bayous         Profaned           
Beaches        Polluted
Biosphere     Poisoned

Banned            Products
Boats               Parked
Businesses       Pinched              
Breadwinners  Penniless

Beleaguered      President
Bluntly               Proposed
“Billions             Promptly”
BP                        Provided

British               Petroleum
Blind                 Profiteers
Bloody              Pumpers

British               Petroleum
Broke                Permits
Betrayed           Public

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Affordable Care Act

A great and noble idea to improve many ways of life,
Fiasco from the start, too big was the beginning strife.
Fairness for all was never set up within the many lines.
Only the government can create, without seeing the signs.
Republicans and Democrats, lost in a world of decline.
Democrats, Republicans, live beyond, yours and mine.
Americans need to be aware of the growing control.
Before we lose everything, including our living soul,
Listen to their arguing and noncompliance to law.
Each of them has nothing, to lose after all.

Care for them is guaranteed, after they leave.
A continuance of pay, benefits with no reprieve.
Retirement is not less in their pockets, you see.
Eternal pay received, unlike you and me.

Accountability has no meaning any more.
Culpability and more they just ignore.
Take heed Americans, or be forever poor.

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                    Dan Cwiak -  Dedicated to *** Constance ***
                    The Rambling Poet's work titled: Throbbing With Life

                     In thinking of a contest poem with ~~~ RULES ~~~

                     Consideration must be given to them,

                     Or the poetry written will not fit

                     Under their *** UMBRELLA ***

                     Lonely, the poet feels encumbered by

                     Doing his work for such a ~~~ CONTEST ~~~

                     Nothing else can upset the delicate balance

                     Of words, rhyme, and *** METER ***

                     To enter a contest is a challenge

                     For any poet to attempt ~~~ YET ~~~

                     In so far as subscribing to the rules

                     Necessary, he must make the effort with

                     Devotion, thought, and ***STRONG WILL ***

                     This is the strength of the poet's 

                     Heart as a writer and wordsmith,
                     Endeavoring to complete his ~~~ TASK ~~~

                     When I try to write something clever

                     Or get on with my writing as a  *** QUEST ***

                     Rigid are the thoughts that cross my mind,

                     Descriptive are those that only ~~~ ESCAPE ~~~

                     Such that I am mindful of the burden laid upon me.
                     To some, it may come easily to their *** BEING ***

                     Others, like me, have a more difficult task as the 

                     Disharmony of thoughts, words, and feelings

                     Evolve into an imperfect type of ~~~ PERFECTION ~~~

                     Very often, the expressions are only those 

                     Of the emotional guilt I may have for the subject.

                     Too often, however, I begin to use *** Poetic License ***

                     Even though, I should not take that liberty.

                     To those who can claim the poet's glib words,

                     Or the gift that they have,  often proceed to ~~~ GIVE ~~~
                     Yet, such is my life as poet.  Such is the ~~~ CONSCIENCE ~~~

                     Of my soul.  Oh, but to shed myself of these thoughts,

                     Under the banner of the poetry that I *** WRITE ***

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No Answer

Heaven muted in solemn storms,
waiting Anxiously, insanity taking hold
abrupt emotion Tenderly butchering stillness, impossible to 
control the Emptiness in HATE.

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Gloomy and empty
Unable to have inner peace
Insatiable feelings of forgiveness
Losing the trust of others
Trying to rid thyself of sin

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Nine dozens of
Eight nothings
Veranda romance inside
Every man for no man
Running in place
Dearest husband
Or dearest wife
Urban legend
Brutal love
Tall tales
Hidden hate
Sex orgy
Three in a couple
Riot in the bathroom
Universal thought
Timeless fashion
Helpless god

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Women should be




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Pretty Ms. Jackson in her daisy dukes
Upsurges her mental state to entice Luke.
She sashays her body to the booth.
Her crowd adores her to.

My my my...
Easily she is to use.
PENNED ON JULY 04, 2014!

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Silent Sitting

Sat in silence
Ill malfeasance
Lingering softly
Eerily' aloft he
Never did know
Carefree and slow
Eerie always lasts

Evanescenced ephemerally
Never fitting inwardly
Died today
So please pray

~The silence engulfed another victim, in the forest the tree heard him fall.

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The elegy

The Elegy
From Chicago to Washington
Guns play their fatal crescendo
Not much glissando
Too many musicians 
Or too many instruments?

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War should be no more - I hope everyone could be together in unity & 
accord & sing in a chorus of pure, dazzling bliss! I smell the odor of remorse and 
hatred in the atmosphere...leaving me with scraps of terrifying fears & reducing 
me to tears...stains of scarlet regret and pride is smeared on the swords of murderers - and they blame it on their frustration, pain and determination...competition is encouraged on these killing grounds and a peaceful frame of mind was never built here.
Aim towards the bull's eye - concentrate with your might...we're gonna get 
through this plight whether we like it or productive things to deal with 
our anger and angst - reap what you sow and face your fates like a 
strong, be brave and be prepared to face your fears tonight! HUMBLE YOURSELVES and MOVE ON...move forward and dream of brighter days...the smoked-up, ebony and vermilion skies will fade away sooner than you think . . . confrontation embraces you all...but keep your head above the surface 
Rage is thrown back and forth like a hot potato - who wins? Who has gone 
missing? N-no one knows on the mysterious battle grounds or fields of endless smells of death and determination all in one...fight the fantastic fight 
with triumphant victory close at hand! Here's some grand land that serves as our 
resting spots - be peace-makers; be not back-biters, discord-makers or commotion-
brewers, sowing discord from head to toe! Graze in your own mazes of graceful grasslands of plenty and you'll be found in peace, instead of lost in chaos

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Where on Earth Can I Be

Startled at waking beneath a gold gilded tree.
Thoughts quickly ventured through my mind, magic?
As wonderment asked, “Where on earth could I be?”
Intelligence knew a gold tree held no logic.
Rainbows and leprechauns pass through children's dreams. 
Was I awake? Where was my reality? 
Altogether lost in fantasy far away?
Yes, that must be it, a nervous breakdown.
Totally prepared to call my shrink, I shrieked!
Over the rise, I saw figures dressed in white…redeemed!

They came gliding through the clouds, oh, mental help!
Heaven had descended or so it to me seemed.
Exceptionally weird was their sight amid stars.
Spacemen dressed in white smiled and cheered.
Tomorrow we shall relate your eternal fate.
And you shall know all about the gold gilded tree.
Remember all those stories about evolution.
Surprise!  The stairway to the stars goes through Mars.

© February 21, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: STAIRWAY TO THE STARS
Sponsor: Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.

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Really Angry, Getting EasieR
Actually contemplating ferAl
Godforsaken acts, FURY Goading,
Effortlessly Growl, A Roar Ending.

So it would seem, rage has brought me full circle,
 wondering why I ever thought I was here.

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J is for the Jews and gents
E is for the Egyptian rebellion
S is for the sinners as saints
U is for Utopian a word that will never exist on this earth
S is for the sacrifices our conscience makes

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Janna Parke 2

Juxtapose two conflicting minds.
Against one another they tassel.
Never to complete their argument,
Nick is stuck as mediator.
And it is not a fun job.

Proposition after proposition,
All movements are mirrored.
Rather than agree, they fight.
Kind Nick is torn apart.
Everyday he worries about the outcome.

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Ask Nothing of This World

Ask Nothing of this World

What is this?
What sleek retribution is held within the
Slightest movement on the soil?
What slim issues stance is almost broken
In cadence and cascade?
Words shall leave the senses blind,
Enough, time will find a healing balm for
Eye to seize the day, when all in dreams must
Fade; oh, this is not a sadness offered; this is not the final cut of circumstance; for
yes, my fellow’s dreams are sharp, yes their corners are folded clarity; all plans are
Squared away this day; all is smooth and proper in
Some ceremony of guilt and pleasure – but low a lasting treasure is found beyond such rituals,
Such histrionic poses; beyond your comprehension –
A gift which beats a pulsar tympani – as angels moan
In symphony to herald the coming of His summation;
His fingers on the moon, unseen tendrils tug the axis
of the universe toward a sanguine moment…
Shout this Brothers!
His fiber strands withstand all trauma, his nightly dream,
Your daily drama to give your heart a twirl,
To ask nothing of this world.

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Please don’t ask me what I don’t want to tell
Say something is wrong, as you should know well
You think I’m a nut, and that’s ok
Cause I know I’m one, and oh, by the way
Help me get my meds adjusted, before I loose my mind
Illness that I am fighting now, sure seems to be unkind
Another antidepressant, to add to my daily grind
Taking all these happy pills just so I won’t lose my mind
Really now, doctor, what more can you do
I am having to trust God an you
Say something more is wrong with me
Tell, me now, doc, and don’t let it be.

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Violent is the Mind Feeble is the Tongue

V is for the violent images created by the ID
I  is for the immaculate figmentations that come to play
O is for the opticals of illusions
L is for the lucidness I have yet to succumb to
E is for the evolution of child's play to harmful reality
N is for the nonsense my tongue blurts out  in insanity
T is for trickery schizo-affective plays on me like a leprechaun

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Serious Look

S o dispassionate I have BECOME 
E ager voices of people made me NUMB
R ambling tales of them just gave BOREDOM
I  to restore my faith, still silently seek FREEDOM
O ffshore built my own little place to avoid any BOTHERSOME
U nafraid, un-argued, unasked, un-broken, ah my own solemn KINGDOM
S lowly turning in to an old soul though LONESOME

L ooking in the mirror, irking on lost SARCASM
O ver-busied, I made my mind, being DEFEATISM,
O f peace I only yearn and restore gone OPTIMISM
K nowingly of serious look wore, but still don’t know, why feelings are FEARSOME 

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Turning over and over through the
Hours, my friend. My
Eyes see yours and I know you’re here.
When you say “will you still come to see me when
I’m alone and
Not how you remember me?”
Do I know you enough to know?
But, see…
Like when the trees bend,
Or when the rain falls…

What am I
True love waits? What the
Hell is that? I was beginning to think the only thing I’d 
Over for would be for a good Cheetos bag.
Upon that occasion, I’d be sure to look
Good for the cashier at the local store. 
True love waits? What the 
Hell is that? I don’t know
Everything, but I know something.
Trees bend.
Rain falls.
Everything dies,
Everyone dies,
Sooner or later.
And the only way out
Now is to
Die before something else can kill you.
Telling me about something 
Other than me. My concerns. My
Pathologies. And for God’s sake
Stop saying “true love waits!”
Don’t you have somewhere 
Else to be? No? 
Are you lonely? Ah, I see.
Damn you. Leave me be.
Sooner or later, all
Things die. But…
I’ve got to admit you’ve taught me something. I 
Learned that all things somewhere, someday also

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Spirit Torch

Souls are guided by interior circumstances infatuated.
Persons are accountable for own actions devaluated.
Internal guidance is always there in some kind of form.
Reading the right or wrong is what will break a storm.
Indirect words may help with any decisions that inform.

Torch within your spirit will always guide you true.
Our hearts and minds will deliver a softer clue.
Recycle the tribulations that you have lived thru.
Carefully make the right choice in what pursues.
Heal mistakes; forgive yourself, before darkness ensues.

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use somebody

Useless is the time Sexual is my mind Exhausted is my heart. Somebody stable my life needs Old and alone is what ill grow to be Morning sun,i sneak off and run Expect me to call back.never Beautiful was our night Orgasms couldn't have been better Damn good i feel. cause today i learned Yellow is the color of what isn't real

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It runs in the family

All my life,
Love was lost,
'Cause of my daddy,
Oh what the cost.
He must suffer,
Over what he has done.
Little do I know,
If I'll be one.
Surely don't want to,
Maybe I won't be, hopefully.

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I'm starting slowly to be confused
I'm believing this life has no use
This pation is wasted in the wind
This love is chasing hopes from dust
Those thoughts are torturing me so fast
Those dreams are bringing my world to the end...

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Breaking by the minute 
A savior might change my life around 
Drum rolls... .... ..... x5

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The Dance of the Ocean

The ocean seems so relaxing when you hear the wave 
Healing sounds that can clean a soul and save
Even when the waves brings in an unknown 

Dodging the sadness can be shown
And the things become more easy
None will dance with balance so steady
Can a person by the ocean feel free of fright
Embarking conquest with passion that last in the day and night

Out on the beach on the sand we dance on a spot
For we hold our friends and an family a lot

Tricky the waves move with a trance each day
Hardly understandable to what I have to say
Even when the wind pushes the water most

Onto the sand by the ocean cost
Cites that people love to see and use as a passionate source
Even when it the wind blows the ocean waves set a different course
And finely the wave pulls back and forth in a lash
Notes that make music in every ones ear with a splash

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Insomnia Dilemma

 (Things crystal clear in dark of night might be gibberish in light of day.)

I n the darkness of the night I wake,
N ot wanting to open eyes
S ince the more I rouse the farther
O ff  sleep needed before I rise.
M y mind won’t accept the shut-off switch
N o matter how I try.
I toss and turn, rotate some more
A s the night crawls slowly by.

D ozens of problems flood my brain. 
I tackle them one by one.
L osing sleep is not the answer.
E ach there still when night is done.
M y nightly wrestling with them,
M akes of difference not a whit.
A nd doesn’t help a single bit.

By: Joyce Johnson 9/6/11  for contest; "Write it Deep and Dramatic, Please

won no. 7

Won a 7th with this.  

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Baby born off of the bay
Inspiration is into the imagination
Right there ranting like red rovers
Tyrants topple from their towers
He hustles to have his hands hammering homes
Day when daisies drown in detergent; disgusting
And anyone able to achieve amazing accomplishments,
Yields the yellow yaks yammering about the yams.

Happy Birthday!

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Savior Conductor

Ensembles of 
Venomous thoughts invade
Reasonable emotion I hold.
Your touch keeps my 
Hidden. Your kiss keeps these monsters
Inside at bay. There is 
No other way to catch. No other
Guide for my 
No other
Safety net. My
Inner heart, you balance.
Destroying disturbing
Of cracked instruments playing in
Fortissississimo inside 
Every haunted hope. 

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I feel like I just left past shadows runaway
Before I grow taller in more ways that my soul needs
I first saw the future's mirror and sweet dreams that still feeds
My wick heart on hope's table that sends me faraway...

It seems to me that rock called sun is alive
Bringing vibes for those poor people who always pray
Without knowing that a stupid wish worth a life
Who goes into a world of forgiveness and happiness, where every angel lays...

My conscience is bleeding and I hear the death's crazy lyrics
My life is a slide show now and my only friend is the misery
When I say faith I hope to see innocence's dynasty
The Christians say I need Jesus touch in my world's roots...

I make mistakes like everyone, but I don't wish perfection
I only need God's angel for protection and affection
Sometimes I miss childhood with his naivety
And regret I'm a beginner is this world full of insanity...

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Calamity in my mind
Order undefined
Nonsense searching for sense
Failing to form coherent ideas
Unprocessed words and pictures,
Swirling around,
Orientation lost to utter

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Every day is a struggle and I don't care  
Perhaps I am not alone but always feel that way
Relapse happens all to easy and so easy to give in
Even my friends pretend to understand and I smile a knowing smile 
So maybe they are not worth keeping, then I would be alone 
Sometimes this is how I feel not a good state of mind 
In my own space I would always like to be 
Only recently I think with a clear head
Never knowing if I am going to have a good or bad day

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Freaking out about the unknown
Over and over thinking to see if you will ever get it right
Rember which you never will
Ever on going of having no knowledge of the topic
Very dissorientated and annoyed
Each and every day dealing with the unknown
Respecting those who don't laugh but yet instead help you learn

Crazy in which you are going 
Only the unknown
Never comprehending the explained
Forgetting after being taut the specifics
Understanding the unknown will always remain unknown
Sufforing from being taunted of never knowing
Ending the not knowing
Debacle of the century

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On this road again, wasting time.

So good to see you once again. 
We could sit and talk about it
Or continue on with the journey 
Down this road of entity. 
It’s a long way 
Before we get there.
Many bridges we will ravage,
Before we come home. 
We’ll signify on the way,
There is so much ahead of us
I don‘t want to miss. 

Look at those meager souls
Out there in the distance, 
They seem so vacant. 
Can’t they discern?
Through his eyes they will see tranquility.
To conceive a path on the way.
A passage to convey with immunity
On their way home.
Everyone will want to see.
Surely this, they will miss.

As i turn from the distance
To see you beside me,
My focus seized by a reflection.
The shine of deity 
within your eyes.
Darkness has receded,
Skies filled luminous red and purple. 
The end of the road is sublime,
Over those gates peer into ecstasy.
Hope to identify her facade.
Cant wait to meet him.
My own sea of rebuttal 
Needs to be set in place.

Drifted soul in the shadows
Squint toward divinity.
This road is far too long
To be stricken with reason.
He doesn’t believe you can’t see.
Surely this, you will miss.

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Memory Loss
Urinary problems
Losing vision
Thinking difficulties
Individual weakness
Painful moments
Losing balance
Extreme fatigue

Stress induced
Coordination problems
Life altering
Emotional rollercoaster
Reduced strength
Over reacting
Smell sensitivity
Irritable feelings
Suffering daily

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If feelings were a glass mine would have been broken
As I have felt many pain not just pain of hurt
But pain of been looked down
But I am holding back

I hold in my heart things that are way too big
I hold words that can destroy another soul
The soul that live by hope
But I am holding back

Back in the days of joy where nothing was beyond reach
I was paralysed with happiness back in the days
The days that were so short
But now they are long as years
As I am holding back

Holding back to the hope that things will change
Holding back to words that have nurtured me
With the hope that I too could be the words
That everyone wants to hold on to.

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Danger looms as we gather together in clandestine
Anxious to overcome our rival`s plot
Never again will anyone attack us unprepared
Go-to-hell,machetes,axes,guns will do justice to many
Even the police and Army cannot stop this gory combat and war
Rapid attacks,burning and looting will weaken them,we are ready.

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Joy to the world! Vengeance will take its toll soon! Be aware!! Negativity has arrived at the front door, knocking obnoxiously! Don’t answer it or you’ll be inviting bad company full of bad luck and demonic zeal…illuminating with greed and selfish ambitions! Don’t try to get her attention or she’ll erupt like a violent, vicious volcano. . . . . . .
Oh, wait! Are you joking? Here comes that pessimistic, sadistic, rage-indulging woman again, watching that TV 24/7 with cruel envy, shattering the bones of the innocent…observing the wickedness of the world with malice painted in her brownie-like and plum-purple eyes – avarice growing in her like cancer, inflicting pain and depression upon others without a trace of guilt – that ignorant WITCH! That insidious fallen angel, wishing upon remorse and morbid luck on others and doing it tactlessly – she has no heart…her heart’s tainted with malevolent, ill will determination and makes her sister, hope, weep in vain – she watches her sorrow just like she gazes at a television screen, thrilled by fantasies of good and evil… love and hate… ice and fire… bliss and grief… the living and dead… etc. – GOOD GRIEF!
Yep – a typical witch she is – casting evil spells on people with the way she presents herself to others and how she starts riots and quarrels, dragging people on her level and putting them under a bittersweet, wretched spell! She’s infuriated and will take revenge in her hands…joy to the world!

(Ch.2 of the series)

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Of life
Emerges with doubt
Tame the INEVITIBALE rage
Return once again 
Your soul

Prime the feast
Alabaster to rouge 
Liken the INFUSION 
Akin to the essence that 
CREATIVITY will always 

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Confessions to a Bartender

Can you take my order now if you please?
Orange liquor would definitely do the trick.
Now don’t go away for my tale is not a tease.
Frankly no one listens. I make them sick.
Every word I say each day of my life.
Sings of rhyme to an amazing flair,
Sessions that I do speak flows to rife.
I asked an elf to give me a poetic fair.
Oh you know how mischief they can be.
Now I honestly have a problem, you can see.
Saying rhymes constantly is not an esprit.
Tell me bartender have you seen a pixie.
Oh please say that you have even if it’s risky.
A real one if you please not just any nixie.
Bartender bring me a Jack and Coke, I crave.
Another chance I need, another wish to plead.
Really, really this story is true, I swear on my grave.
To tell a lie, it would make me fall down of my lead.
Elves are everywhere; they give wishes, this I know.
Now you might think I am drunk, or need to let go.
Dear bartender you are a psychological pro.
Earnestly you know this is not a fantasy to outgrow.
Remember the ghost last week that won the game show.

written for
Sponsor Natalie :) The Rogue Rhymer  
Contest Name Confessions to a bartender 

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Teenage Wasteland

Tripping on acid
Erasing all the hope
Nobody seems to be listening
Aggravation towards family
Entering a world unknown

Wanting to feel loved
Scared of the future
Trying your hardest
Lost inside your own thoughts
Anarchy towards discipline
Draining away all we thought we knew

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H-  Heart felt are my burdens, 
E-  Ever lasting are my needs, 
A-  Argumentative I seem to be, 
V-  Vacant are my memories, 
Y-  Yes it's really me. 
     HEAVY is what it seems.

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A Mess


Love unseen and binded
Over me you collided
Sifting in the vortex
Taking life as it is—a mess

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In this dream...

Scream -- the figment of a dream, but so much more
Confusion rakes my brain, closes each door
Right from the start, he has meandered through my visions
Empty and cold, I find him making my decisions
Adding painful secrets that stain my real life...and there's
Much more to come...with the force of a knife...

In this dream of reality...

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Traumatic by Pamela Espinal 8th grade

Tries to kill himself.
Rather die young than
Achieve goals.
Unsure about
Making a bright future.
Acts like a follower but can be a leader.
Tries to get out of trouble but
Instead, continues until something bad happens, then
Cries when not heard.

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-a collaberation with my friend who wishes to remain anonymous -


Separated by the emotion barrier
Pierced by your absence of words
Anguished by annoyance and abnormalities
Calling out your name
Emptiness is your reply

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once there was an old man on a lane
he always had many cats
then he took a train
and went down another lane

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Singing and dancing,
kissing and waiting,
missing and waisting,
her time as a single lady,
hurting the weak,
feeding off of what once was a person who didnt give in that easy,
she gave up her strength,
giving into the needle oh f***,
swerving off all the homies,
just to bang up,
she thought she was cool,
asking her self "why me, oh why,"
taking a risk everytime,
she didnt care about her life,
she didnt want to live,
but then she caught her self slipping,
So she took her self off the rig,
threw it out the car,
glad that they were finally apart,
seeing the hurt that it brought,
made her want to vomite alot,
pain in her brain, 
she thinks she is going insane,
someone please save her,
before i make a point for you to hang me!

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Rotted From the Inside

Rolling onward, toward the goal,
Only slowing for a moment.
Take the time, enjoy the roses
That is what I was told.
Everyone told me I did too much,
Did I heed advice, no.

Fear drove me, fear consumed me,
Razed the ambitions I had,
Only for a moment, I grasped at a glimmer,
Maybe, I thought, I could touch the intangible.

Terrible, liar, I always was.
How can someone else believe, when I don’t.
Everything fell down.

Inside, I thought, inside is safe - 
Nowhere is safe, failure the only option.
Somewhere, I’m laughing at my own tears,
I never knew how funny it was, to watch a person collapse.
Dread is a beautiful motivator, and a terrible mistress,
Everyone tried to warn me, did I listen, no.

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Behaving one way in front of the eyes of another and behaving 
in a complete different manner in front of the eyes of others.

Evil intentions acted out towards a confidant for the good of 
one’s self and for the defeat of your confidant.

Twisting of the knife in the back of another,
bringing death to the trust of that relationship.

Returning to a relationship as if nothing significant 
happened while you were away, knowing that hell will 
come when they finally discover what you did when 
their back was turned.

Acting out fantasies that you’ve played in your head over and over, 
knowing that those actions will cause you to pay a big price.

You choose to satisfy your own cravings and desires, 
without any caution to the feelings and consequences 
they will have on others.

Asking one to forgive the unforgiveable and smile when doing it.

Lying to your trusted loved one to please your 
own self serving desires or needs.

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Decived deception

All alone sitting in a room.
Crying out from within this deadly tomb.
Will you see me, will you hear my screams..
All these things you couldn’t say, 
Lost in the mouths of the dead.

With my eyes closed,
The bloods smell oh so familiar in the air.
If I could take back all these mistakes,
And misfit days.

Sitting here all alone,
The deadly silence,
The dangerous games.
To many tears,
Praying someone will save me.

Whispered deadly words off my lips.
The blood pouring from my fingertips.
The dark mask upon my face.
Such things you couldn’t say.
Turned into a world full of grey.

These things hidden in the dark.
These things never showing to me.
The things that I will never be.

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E - fourth part of EXPENSE series

Errands are available to run any time you want….confuzzled beyond belief…give us brief relief & relieve us from gripping, glad-less grief…sadness swept over us like a dust storm, spiraling like the fire in my stove-hot soul…blood zips through my veins and it’s giving me more brains to write with my eternal might with tranquility & peace in mind…clustered ruins reduce me to ash and dust…I’m not priceless as dashing cash, but to try my hardest to pass the test – I must! I must bust a move to win the audience’s attention and shake off the body-quaking sensation, leading me to falling victim to torturing tension . . . every move I make….every dollar I spend…every time I waste time…every time you lie to me instead of telling me the truth of the situation you’ve encountered or the stories you share with a fake smile of glee pasted on your moon-shaped face, I always find myself puzzled out of reason and logic! Deplorable Reality’s strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees out of their honey dens or hives! Havin’ no where to write my feelings down, wearing an upside down time two frown! I drown in the tears of my sorrow…no tomorrow…for the meantime, it’s yesterday’s tomorrow…there’s so much treasure to dig up and there’s so much money to borrow still, though you still owe a few fines for an overdue book; however you have tons and tons of loans coming your way (I wanted to make your day the greatest day in your financial life, indulging you with dough and pride!)…read on & pen on, dear child…remain mild, calm, reserved and self-controlled, yet you should still be that wild child I adore with a passion so clever, playful and wild like the wonderful wind, put at ease with wishes without an end! Deplorable Reality’s strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees out of their honey dens or hives! Caught under your wicked spell or a trippy trance … … … … … …I lost my train of thought & I am left to rot.

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Be Still My Heart

Be still my heart for you are all right.
this love you have is worth the fight,
these shadows will pass
you will see light.
don't be troubled anymore then you are,
you have already made it this far,
so you have hope for tommrow,
and live for today,
still think about him and say it's okay.
let him live his dreams and you as well.
even though your heart is going through hell,
sing those songs of happyness,
just scream it out,
don't let your confidence have self dought.
for the future will come and there he will be,
even though he said he cares
lets just hope he don't give up on thee,
say he will come back no matter what,
please don't let your lonely heart shut.
one day he will see,
in the end your the one to be.

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Pending elation
Past impressions
Rogue confessions
Evoke restraint,
Hovering fear
Every time you are near
Newly made perceptions
Silent misconceptions
Inner hesitation
Over wrought sensation
Never-ending elation. 

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This old man

I have sinned the lies that i have to now leave forsaken,
contradicting causing my life to fade,
that slow bullet that made that man lay,
burning down into ashes,
i will be dead soon from all these failing crashes,
i will take that blame that is going to enter my heart,
that way i will never be in the criminals of art,
i re great what i have done,
now i will be chosen as the one,
so i lay there on the floor,
they ended up finding me laying on the floor,
A guy with a bullet in his chest,
that man that killed me,
has put me to the test,
so my sins in life were a dreadful mess,
now im dead that is what that man did best

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A little baby dying, 
A mother crying,
A father hoping,
A broken heart, 
A pray sent out, 
A dog lost, 
A grand father searching
A funearel
The sky,
The stars,
The dark, 
Bright lite,
A golden gate,
I'm home.

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Little by little befuddled
Overwhelmed; off track or muddled
Scatterbrained; astray and puzzled
Tapped out; tore up or bumfuzzled

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She said

Until you listen to me

Talk will be empty I need

Time to heal from the wounds you've inflicted please

End the games you've been playing and 

Return to the warmth of a love renewed.

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X - second part of EXPENSE series

X is the second part of EXPENSE, the acrostic series.......

X-tremely NOT un-cheap! X-ray my pain that’s been going off track like a 
wacko, kid’s train…you got me sidetracked and distracted on the road of 
ecstatic paradise & entangled reverie… it drives me to insanity & I’m 
unfortunately slipping into the next languishing, lament-cemented, little 
driven insane – if only you would look through my pain-staking pane…you 
aren’t pensive, but rather judgmental and loud as hell on Mount Heavens! 
Passion in me rots & it wasn’t ripened with rose-beauty & reserved reverie…
I’m climbing the Mountain of Gracious Glory, gaining back my alienated  
ambition – I know where the wind do blow…it sweeps something grand into 
my brain and seeps inside of my body altogether…it marinates in my brain 
signals and I receive thoughts of endless sensations and brilliant ideas! 
Reality’s mere demise ripens my rage, intimately concealed inside of me…
yet, I am looking up at His sun-quenched sight and I appreciate His 
that bestow happiness upon my lips, ascending them into a knitted smile of 
heavenly approval and bringing me to my delicious haven…Deplorable 
Reality’s strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees out of 
honey dens or hives! God has a way with words & Jesus Christ has a way 
His words…It’s extraordinary how Moses led the people to the Promiseland, 
despite the hardships they encountered with before they got what they 
looking for & everything there made them dance merrily & it was divine 
shelter, protected and looked after by God, Most High of the Highest 
Beyond Limitless Levels Above US All! It’s brilliant how Noah made the Ark 
save the animals and his family and friends with God’s helping hand and led 
them to the grandest land of all! God is good and gracious forevermore! 
is REMARKABLE beyond measure…better than all of our pleasures combined 
into one! The most powerful, loving Creator of all time! No one can beat 
Not even Satan himself – compared to God, he is a scrawny little rat, 
by his tail by the Cherished Cat! Every move I make….every dollar I spend…
every time I waste time…every time you lie to me instead of telling me the 
truth of the situation you’ve encountered or the stories you share with a 
smile of glee pasted on your moon-shaped face, I always find myself 
out of reason and logic!! Doused in drastic, darkening dread!! ~

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Worlds End

Why is it we always believe profits of doom of words.
Only human nature believes the worst and hope for best
Reality is that we strive to be worried in great herds.
Listening to the worst of times hiding from our zest.
Dealing in hardship and bigotry, when we are all the same,
Seduction of evil seems to be all and everyone’s game.

Evil is not the demon we should be fighting against today.
Nearer to each other, we should be and that would be the way.
Driving away prophetic doom, precious peace would play.

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Broken Dreams

Wonderous dreams come and go.

But broken dreams stay forever!

You loved me once apon a time a wonderous 

dream come true.

Try as I might I can't get rid of the 

broken dreams that come surrounding me all 

through the night.

That I think I shall go mad! 

Too much time has come and gone since I've 

seen you wonderous face, 

But in my broken dreams you call out to me 

and yet some how you stay so far away. 

Broken dreams why do you haunt me so?

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The Soul

Sleeps more peacefully than the heart and the mind.
Only truly awoken by the tender touch of a lover
Unless of course by the searing pain of a love

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slow sucide

Running Away, becoming lost
Out in the night time
Nobodys coming home
Screaming aloud threw 
a slow sucide
No one hears the screams
Nightmares lives threw my dreams
hollow and alone
I'm never gonna feel real
Trust went into lies
now threw this slow sucide

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Within The Branches Of The Willow

Within the branches of the willow
Hiding in this secret place
Years of solitude has brought me here
And dreams of peace filled skies.
More into a daylight trance
In meaningful reminiscence 
Happenings of love filled life
Ending to engage the solitude.
Recreating in volumes
Every moment of beauty past
Hovering in the clouds, mindful things
Inters the world of yesterday.
Dreams become in reality
Inner thoughts rewound
Never to allow departure
Genuine in all that will remain.
Bellows of laughter gain residence
Engulfing the sorrowful trill 
Necessities to believe in nothingness
Ever, forever lasting in me.
And the willow surrounds
The braches hiding me from the world outside
Here is a lonely place indeed
Though the willow comforts me.
Harmony fills in vivid colors
Evergreen everlasting
Where dreams regain new life
Into another entrance of beauty.
Longevity of life takes precedence 
Love intertwines the thought
Overture leads the way
Where solitude begins again.

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Words and Their Effects

Worries etched in despair and blood.
Outrageous attempts to masquerade us.
Righteously hidden in the wrongs.
Drowning out the truth.
Significantly affecting youthful minds.

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Up and Out of the Cage

Dabble in the pen for a bit
Eventhough you know it is not worth it.
Not for a moment, not for a dash
In through your skull it is a rat-a-tat-tat.
At the end of the lines the end is the start
Lasting in ink dried, immortal from rot.

Interest has been lost
Now the flow has slowed.

Dispense from the wonder, cast off to the unknown
In floods of floundering frustration and feebleness.
Sink no more because the muddy bottom is found.
Grind to the surface there is nothing that can stop it while
Upscale high rise condos pale in comparison
Inuendo and secrecy is the best trick of the goal so
Swallow the pills and see where they take you and
Eventually a balance of dabble will bring the start to the end.

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Mystery rises up to real persecution.
Allowing discrepancies to spread confusion,
Darkness inhibits mistakes, which infuriates.
Now blame turns into irrelevant clues.
Exemplifying jealousy and hatred incriminates.
Sending thoughts of blind truth can destroy.
Suddenly the travels end, prejudice kills.

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The Emerald of the Spirit (acrostic)

Take notice of all the beauty that surrounds you.
He is alive; the truth is inside your heart so true.
Everyone has doubts at some point, all of us do.

Emerald a jewel with such beauty with glitter too,
My spirit has faith even when my mind says for who?
Each and everyone have had misery without a clue.
Reality sets in when heartache has blackened hue.
Angels are deliverers and bearers of what is new.
Let’s just take a glance into a baby’s eye of blue.
Delivered upon this earth with a delightful coo,

Only one entity could bring a miracle like this.
Freedom of life and choices of human bliss,

Take another look around you each new day.
Hear the power he conveys; see the life at play.
Exemplified by his words, as well his loving way,

Since the birth of our generation, we have labored strong.
Preparing for what we have known and to just belong.
Inspiration of the soul lacking, have our hearts been wrong.
Richly in everyone’s heart, there is a space that has a song.
Individually we have one moment, and then we knew it all along.
Till the Emerald spirit glistens, we realize, we are among a throng.

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Trouble Mind

Tick Tock Tick Tock
Racing around like the hands of a clock.
Oscillating about with no rhyme nor reason.
Undoubtedly attempting to control me.
Banking on immediate changes
Laughing as you make me scream
Emphatically forcing yourself upon me 

Mystifying my decisions as only you can
Instilling uncertainty and definitely hesitation
Never looking back to lend a hand
Doing as you wish hoping I understand.

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A Nightmare

pale moon rises in vermilion skies
ashes and screams erupt from the pyre
lusterless eyes beseech me to join their throng
lifeless hands stretch forth from the fire
imploring me to cast off my innocence
daylight rips me from the delusion ~  pallid and afraid

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Happy Mother's Day

She yells for her mother but her mother doesn't come running. She yells and 
yells noticing her mothers not coming. She's now thinking that her mom is out 
running the streets and she'll get tired and come back to eat. She sits in her 
room in this small little section. She sees something move noticing its only her 
reflection. She knows her mom will be walking through those doors real soon. 
So she sits there and wait patiently in the living room. So walks in the kitchen to 
get a bite to eat. She looks down and to find two black feet. She throws her hands 
over her eyes and screamed. Praying and praying that what she saw was only a 
dream. What she saw was no dream at all and at this moment only thing she 
could feel was her heart fall. She dropped to her knees,hands now covered in 
blood. The blood of mother is just what it was. She never knew of such a person 
that would do this to her mother, because even though her mom wasn't always  
there  but she still loved her. Even though they struggled with a lot of pain and 
sorrows they'd still have time to work it out and be okay tomorrow. She was a 
mom that tried to stay strong for her kids and even through all those trails and 
tribulations that is just what she did. All because her life wasn't perfect as a girl, 
she was a mother that wanted her kids to be ready for the world. They have made 
it through a lot, I mean her and her brother, but one women that tried to make it 
work was her mother. Well the only last words she could say. Was that she loved 
her mom very much and to wish her a very Happy Mothers Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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The way I feel

Nothing for me
no where to hide
the light has faded away in to night

this changes everything
No love
No  life
Stupid redneck open your eyes.
For so many to not know the truth is a waste
but for you not to know your own is a sin
Change has come
the time is now
dont make me wait any longer

stop burning my friends
Help me
Ive earned it
fill me with your love or go away
make the change
stop the pain
my eyes over run with your lose
my heart on your plate
my soul in you hand
the mind of an artist never given a break

Your losing me and the taste only grows
I have nothing to show
Come on man You make me ashamed!!

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Real or Fantasy

Reality stole my fantasy, from my grasp three times.
Each one twisting my soul, mind again and again.
A life would be lost each time; I started the crimes.
Legalities not broken, others lives affected within.

Originality of my making, took control driving away,
Realms of destruction of my creation, upon a day, 

Frozen ageless thoughts distorted by simple drugs in me.
A forever love destroyed, by both drugs and fantasy.
Not ever a real eventuality or even a possibility,
Transience of my mind, never to live in infinity,
Alive, I have awakened to a new precious reality.
Sending thoughts in forms of words, a new destiny,
Years have past me by, drugs forgotten in my insanity.

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Take these thoughts within your mind.
One should know what suffering is.
Realizing if you are questioning the act,
Then it must be cruelty in some form.
Universally if it causes suffering at all,
Reality is that the act must be torment.
Exacting the realization, this act is, Torture

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Work; worry;
Action ~ reaction!
Kindness? Never!
Needs not met.
Eventual eruption!
Somebody WILL

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Behind the Wall

Willfully erected..obstructing..
    emotional velocity halted..
Armor.. imprisoning..
    safe and secure.. spiritless..
Layers of pain.. eclipse 
    and enclose..restricting ..
Languish not behind the wall..
    surrender to the magnitude of emotion..
Escape the enchantment of safety..
    passions unleashed.. fireworks erupting
Delight in the wonder of Love..
    thrill to the sensations of life!
    ~ rejoice as the bricks tumble..
    ~ shout as the wall falls....

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Please don't think me demented
Until you have walked a mile
Zooming through my thoughts
Zest for life bubbling from your heart
Love for all a must
Excuse me? Were you speaking to me?
Damn; I was puzzled there for a minute!

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Stinging skin
Lingers and tingles
Ashamed and embarrassed I dwell on the

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H esitant, tenuous, an inconspicuous mind,
Y ielding incoherence, as reality collides,
S ubtle, grim, emotions strive,
T ormented, distressed feelings glide,
E ncrusting the soul, as fear ignites    a
R ambling fire of strife…
I ntimidating, terrifying, an adversary of might,
A n aspiration to fight…

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Win some Lose some

Out in the sun
All I think about is your radiance shining down on me
All around me
Surrounding me
Is your flawless love.
Love me tonight.
If it's only for tonight
So be it. 
At least I loved you.
It's better then not having you at all.
Even though in my dreams 
We would have 
Until Forever!

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I have somethings in ma neck,
I plot a while at ma desk,
I ask, and seek, 
How will I cope with things that I have on my neck.
I was given a test,
A trial and a vet,
I thought for some minutes,
A while and some seconds,
Then, I later put all at rest.
Now, am coping, 
Using all my strength.

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R egret, as it fills my eyes,
E ndless, are my laments and cries,
P iercing my skin, forming holes of remorse,
E xtraordinary pain; a huge bulge of force,
N othingness, for void surrounds me,
T errifying breaths echoing around me,
A byss, in which everything fades,
N othing but irrational decisions are made…
T angible guilt,   in which it drenches all my senses.

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S ilently creeping, 
L eisurely seeping, 
I nfiltrating, penetrating stealthily…
No one hears the weeping,   trying to
K eep breathing… breathlessly wheezing…
I ntensifying… even seconds are freezing,
N othing heard, but vocal screaming…
G argantuan bewilderment, as I hear my thoughts breathing…

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Training your eyes
even when it hurts
always putting on a smile
returning with stronger armor
depending on faith and hope
running through a war
opposed to even a battle
'pretty' is as mighty as a sword

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R evulsion, as it pierces my skin,
A  nger within me, as I feel the burn,
G argantuan, immense…in which I can’t persist,
E ngulfing my every feeling…I’m insensible. 

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Unanswered Prayer

Judge this.  We know that since our Father in Heaven hears
Us when we pray according to the will of His Son and in His
Name, whatsoever we ask, He will do it faithfully; so, we
Know that we have the petitions we desired of  Him.  Yet, 

Many have not because they ask not, while some others ask
Amiss to consume it upon their lust, while sinning or warring
In their members.  Then some pray in doubt or without persistence,
Lest, in their desire to prosper and be in health God would hear them.

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12:15 A.M.

Through the days, it's as if i'm standing a thousand miles,
away, up on the hill tops looking down on the shattered ones,
the forgotten ones,
gasping their final breath for an outcome that will always be the same.
These scattered ashes in the wind are all carried by a prayer long ago,
far away, from Sundays best.
A thousand knees at the alter,
one thousand hearts crossed in prayer,
and to this day we all have crosses to bear.
So for this outcome that revolves in the same,
we must cry out to the lord, and confess our pain...
Only then may we exhale.