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Details | Free verse | |

Double Phantasy

Mama, did you know the precious amethyst shadow hours
I spent beside you, cuddled cosy-close, nestled in blankets of light,
shawled in your red-gold hair? I kissed each tear you cried;
each one a starlight pearl forged from the depths
of your fragile soul. I rocked seashell-shut to each lullaby note
and silently watched as you rocked my cold, empty cradle.
Sometimes you sensed me coiled at your breast -
a small balled knot of grief. You felt my tiny fingers plucking at you
as tingling shivers. And sometimes I bounced sunshine-free
on your knee, a giggling orb of light.

Little one, once again I felt you here,
entombed in the womb of this eternal everywhere room,
your spirit sifting through my fingers like hourglass sand.
Pain has blanked my mind wraith-white, but I felt
your lips nip the warm rosebuds of my nipples
as I pressed a lullaby to the delicate shell of your ear
and brief blessed seconds spun out like years.
My sentient heart will always hold you, my grip will never slip
as my earthbound hands, human-warm, reach through time
and heather-shadowed ether to love and care for you.

*'phantasy' is a deliberate misspelling, an amalgamation of 'phantom' and 'fantasy'

Details | Rhyme | |


Sad Heart, now thou art wither’d from the Sun,
What man, or god, will near thee run?
Wrought in twist like branches in Tempests' gasp,
What Comfort, or Gauze, shall be near to grasp?
True ones begotten are the ones now Rotten
And the ones now Rotten will never be forgotten
They are merely sad remains of assiduous Tears
That have been meddl’d with and tatter’d Raw throughout the years

And thou, cruel Mind, that sat’st still thru toiling trail of Night;
Must dream your broken Dreams; thou’rt a sanely flight!
Can thou extinguish passions of Fire, Disease, or Rain?
—tho thy distinguish’d influence trains to abstain
Thy Remnants brought to debris in thy Empty street,
Devour’d by Vultures, their bestow’d beaks entreat
Merely are they cleaning an inexhaustible Mess
Alas! Leaving thy rudiments of Identity to redress....

Details | Epic | |

Love secre, No more

I love you today,
An yesterday.
I loved you the days,
Before those ones... .. .
Yet kept a secret
  No one knows
Silents DON'T last 
        forever.. .
 A child's laughter
Ain't easy to hide you

Details | Dramatic Verse | |


          Oh, Poisiden, you disrupt my sea;
                Alter not your color for the likes
                    Of miserable me;
                       Your mouth foams in revelry
                       As I gasp desperately for 
                       One remaining breath;
                     My rosary floats upon your
                Fickle friendship of fury,
         For your whims leave me
      With goose flesh as
    The grapevine wraps itself
    Around my throat ~
    I bear witness to antiquated
      Notes which deceive;
         The tongue of  thy counterpart
            Scorches this bosom...
                Nevermore do I grieve,
                    Yet I swim vainly;
                       The chastity belt on land
                           It does remain,
                              Drowned dreams of delusion ~ 
                                Un- new;
                                     I  lurk within the shadow of
                                        Door number two.

Details | Quatrain | |

My Torment

A fleeting still small voice tries to warn me
A sudden overwhelming desire to run
The tell tale taste of metallic flakes
Means my nightmare has begun

Everything around takes on a ghostly pallor
A landscape of anguish and corrosion
A moment of silence before the violence
The flash of light, the brilliant explosion

The sound of the Sun fills my ears
Fear, my throat, though none escapes me
And paralyzed I clench my eyes
As my tormentor prepares to rape me

And it's endeavor is absolute
Consumption is its ultimate goal
It exists to chase me so it can erase me
Whilst feasting on my soul

And then that familiar salty smell 
The sudden rush of warmth so stings
Engaging me relentlessly
In vile unspeakable things

Over and over and over again
My limbs stretched and wrought
As it's teeth tear my bones bare
It's mind defiles my thoughts

And still wounds beget wounds beget wounds
As in the mouth of madness I suffer
And with every injury he just seems to be
Rougher and rougher and rougher

Then just as suddenly as it began it ceases
And for a moment I am clearer
And then the true horror of it all
Is revealed in a darkly lit mirror

There in front of me stands my destroyer
Face flush with it's fill of my pain
And I find that it's eyes and mine
My God, they’re one in the same

Details | Narrative | |

African Child

" From the debt of my heart"

The African child
Sat behind the bamboo fence
He was sober and tense
Sputtering and wondering.
He forsook the bush meat
And the gathering under the moonlight
For sobriety and the causes of his uncertainties.
His clothes were like dried leaves
His feet like openings in the eaves
He longed to see a brighter tomorrow
He clarified the causes of his sorrow;
Sins of the father,
Fighting not to make things better
Therefore darkening the weather,
Making his destiny falter and bitter.
Tears exuded from the sound of his flute,
His fears enlarged like a parachute
But one thing he never understood,
Watch and pray, oh! African root
For your foundation is stinky, filthy,
Faulty and guilty...... watch and pray.

Details | Haiku | |


Silence can deceive                                        
One's quiet to understand
Another to destroy

Details | Verse | |

Secretly Obsessed

Obsessed with the thought of you
wondering if it's only me or
if you sometimes remember the sweet things you've said
and if you meant them how I took them
or if I'm just obsessed with what's in your head

Obsessed with your very sentences
Every response I take personal
I know it's selfishness
Have you not noticed my eyes?
They hold secrets that only you can unlock
if you'd just take time to fill the thick juices of my pride
It's just boiling with lust, passion, trust and distrust
and other things I obsess over so much

I find myself writing to free myself from this prison I've created
where only you and I reside
I become confused about what I'm really feeling inside and I 
try to rid the thoughts that are highly debated as false and I
begin to cry and
think of casting love spells so that the universe can deliver this affair
I know it's unfair
but I don't care

I'm obsessed with what hasn't happened between us
I'm obsessed with your heart and that the fact that 
I don't think you've even noticed my selfish innuendos 
and secret undertones that blatantly express my lust
Or maybe you have and you calmly remain in resistance of distrust 
If you could only read my mind by simply touching my fingertips,
I'm sure I'd catch you out the corner of my eye biting your bottom lip
I'm obsessed with the passion and thoughts I think you have
Obsessing over an experience that I may never have....

Details | Rhyme | |

The anomaly of irony.

Rolling through a bloody mess,
my master died alone no less.
His mercy was indeed a lie,
he said I lived but now will die.

His hand was swift with a mighty stroke,
within a thought my life was broke.
Oh how I lived, and he knew not,
but now I life to rot.

No foot, nor hand could move a limb,
Three days old and no sign of him.
And then he came at my wits end,
With strength alone I cant defend.

He lift me up and broke my jaw,
Just to laugh as I hit the floor.
He took a blade and made a fist,
stabbed his flesh, his vein, his wrist.

Now you're dead and now you're mine,
drink from me and you'll be fine.
I could not stand my masters site,
I killed him quick with my own bite.

Details | Free verse | |

The Beauty In Futility

my heart breathes its last breath
Embraces its own death
Ready to be reborn 
and made anew

Can’t live a lie
Refuse to “do”
and I’ll DIE....
Focus now on why I’ll live 
And never touch the sky. 

I have to forget you
I have to reject you 
But I will never love anyone 
like I loved you.....

I heard you whisper 
and you never knew it
I wiped the tears from your eyes 
But you couldn’t feel it

You’re lost and you’ll never find you
And neither will I 
And I’m so sorry--
but I’m NOT. 

I'll attempt to reset
Try to forget
But you know, I never will. 

Be my dirty little secret 
My very worst-kept secret 
Sweet, smooth, beautiful poison 
My infernal and endless attraction 
towards complete and utter self-destruction 

I fell in love with the devil
And it will take one heck of an angel
To save me from the likes of you....

My addiction 
my confusion
my nightmare
my dream never to come true

Oh, I’ll never forget the times
we never shared
I’ll never forget 
how you were never there

Always me, the stars, and tears
And I ask you,
what kind of life is THAT?

I have to face the facts 
I don’t know what happens now
but it happens without you. 

The stains will always be there
the scars will never fade
But the memory of you----
it HAS to. 

I could carry the torch forever
But it would only consume me
I can’t cry another tear for you
Or I’ll dry up completely

It doesn’t affect you
and you never deserved me

You’ll go on with your life, too
All, all alone
Because you’ll only ever be in love
with you. 

Details | Free verse | |

Carbon Monoxide (CO) Week 2: Carbon Cabrona

Smokeless inhales hurt.
I cough tar on my shirt.
As my black lungs breathe,
Shrilling exhales wheeze.

Falls me
Down to
My knees.

The nicotine cracks
My will.
My composure

I want 
I must 
Have this.

I sink
The brink
Of madness.

Details | Lyric | |

Human Being

I walk a mile to see the self in me that I believe to be, 
I knew the road I choose to lay my head to sleep is called my home,
times in need I could barely see that in myself I will set free, 
the act that held me down, something about me I could not see,
I lived a life when I decide that day I said that I don't care, 
so young, so bright, I dim my light, traumatized for me to share,
love me please regardless of what you heard and what you have seen, 
friends say that I'm only human, yes you're right, a human but who am I being?
My life will move in the direction I choose, 
this I know I have always been taught
that I choose to be a winner or lose, 
its entirely up to me its all in my thoughts.

Ken Fepulea'i

Details | I do not know? | |


To a heart that can not yet forget

the moments he spent,

the beats that eventually stopped

at the same moment when

out of that door, people stepped!


To a heart that yet,

does not regret

the dream it lived

for a long time

and now, it woke up

and none of that is aside..


to a dream that turned to a nightmare

to a life that, by that time,

I thought it was not fair

But it repaired what it did,

or so it thought..

or so I don't believe..

But why can't I just forget?


Yet I don't want a turn,

but at least value what is there

what is now in turn..


What makes me hold on

for something that passed long time ago

what makes me forget

the smile that I have drawn now, on..


I don't know..


It must have been real,

or maybe..

I, so believed in dream..


I don't know..


But I thank GOD that this door

is now closed

and even the key,

is lost..

Maybe.. It is just..

Afraid of another fall..

That is for sure


Nothing is guaranteed,

and nothing is totally secured..

But what in hand do we have to do

when days are just passing through..


What is the mystery behind you my heart,

what is there inside of you my soul,

what are you thinking of, my mind

what else do you want

after being alive...


I don't know..


Afraid of tomorrow?

And who cares,

as long as we all unite..

Afraid of a fall down,

why not..

As long as we will stand up STRONG

just as ONE..


Just tell me what is wrong?

why are you so lost..

when the road is well lit around

and you know the way

so why are you lost..


I don't know..

Details | Rhyme | |

My mother, my earth.

Into the light I see,
with rays in clouds and warmth in me.
Brittle is the air around,
no voice is there, nor sweeter sound.

Within my scars and broken back,
there are my kin, there love I lack.
The oceans turn, therefore I weep,
Is it truly my tears to keep?

Now the mountains begin to fall,
like sand and dust to death they call.
I hear my children bleed and cry,
there bellies thirst and almost dry.

Some will seat and eat there fill,
"lets help them now, so now we will!
His mother would find pride within,
a pretty thing this life of sin.

Alas, my days are almost through,
my breath, my flesh and heart is too.
Let this be my final song,
for war alone is for the strong.

Into the night I see,
is there still love left for me?

Details | Narrative | |

A Blind Sunset

He glances out the window,
And watches the sunset,
But he doesn’t see the beauty,
Nor the warm rays which, 
Pierces through the glass,
Only the anticipation and, 
Anxiety of a long night,

Carefully, he watches, 
The colors change,
First the bright orange, 
"God I pray this never ends…"
Filling with a deep red,
"Just a little while longer…"
Slowly softening to the, 
Deceptive pinks and purples,
"Please, one more minute…"
Fading into the crimson black,
Which only night can bring,

Reluctantly, he gets ready for sleep,
Yet, knows it will never come,
He tossed and turns,
Half praying, half waiting,
Knowing what will happen,
In the way only a child can,

A light! It peeks through a crack,
In the door as a shadow floods the opening,
Quickly, the figure slips through the door,
And shuts it softly, but not without the,
Empty creak which has become so familiar,
The shadow climbs in beside him,
Touching his trembling leg, whispering,

“Hush little brother, it’ll be alright,
While I’m here, have no fear,
I’ll keep you safe tonight,”

He struggles and writhes,
Sadly knowing he will never,
Break the grip and prays to faint,
To loss all consciousness and,
Memory of that horrible night,
Just for one night without the pain,
Just for one night without, 
The cold empty feeling, 

Several years pass, too many to count, 
A single call, one he had never expected,
He rushes to the hospital to find, 
His tormentor for so many years,
Lying on a cold, hard bed,
Able to move, but only by pushing a button,
Able to speak, but only with a whisper,

He stays by him for weeks, caring for him,
Reading to him, watching over him,
Still suffering, still unable to move, 
He takes his brother home, 

The day goes on, moving slow as all,
The evening comes and he,
Watches once more as the sun sets,
Carefully watching, Orange to red,
Red to purple, and as the purple turns to black,
He walks into the room where his brother lies,
Slowly, he sits next to him, holding a pillow,
Stroking his head whispering,

“Hush big brother, it’ll be alright,
While I’m here, have no fear,
I’ll keep you safe tonight,”

The difference between right and wrong,
Can be hard to find,
But who’s there to see you,
When justice is blind?

Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Loosing It

  < Early morning,

   Its rainy and dark,

   Quit dull,

   Cloudy and gray,

   Emotions flowing not,

   So dim and sadden,

   Stuck in a zone,

   Feeling all alone,

   Suddenly blacken,

   Now dressed in lace,

   And black satin,

   Emotions flowing all over,

   Yet still lost,

   Dazed and amazed,

   Felt crushed pancake flatten......>

Details | Epyllion | |

Late Night On Salisbury Ave.

The meadow's radiance gradually dimmed
and evening littered far and wide
it encouraged the unfamiliar 
and everything uncertain.

The night accelerated sounds of anticipation 
as a thousand strangers loomed
and I thought him to be a foreigner 
until he glanced twice 
as his smile slightly dropped
 astonishment plagued him

Insecurity encompassed me
as I turned away in doubt 
betrayed by the numinous... 
that often guides my thoughts

He left with lady and child, to merge 
With a thousand anticipating strangers 
 and the northern lights sheltered me
  the explosions across the sky 
gave satisfaction -to so much expectation 
that unexpectedly emerged 

Then the night was briefly soundless; 
the applause prolonged 
as were my my immersion
and within what felt like only seconds
he was passing, 

 through a thin pane of glass 
all I could yield was a smile, 

a smile to the incredulity within his eyes. 

Enclosed with the evening...was the meadow, 
and the difference was indistinguishable.

Details | Rhyme | |


A bridge stood tall beneath a sky Of colour shining bright Darkness and light both amplified And beautified the night The stars, they danced in rainbow gleam Kissing the velvet base The gentle heavenliness of the dream Renewed my ugly face It seemed that years had disappeared And time had fallen asleep As I stood upon the bridge I feared But now I keenly reap A college friend was by my side Smiling futuristically I felt as if my past had died Simply renewing reality We watched, living and nonliving As the stars expanded and glided I gaped, silently forgiving My ugliness that had subsided The lake below grew jealous Of our glowing, beauteous form But we ignored it, obliviously zealous As the cold chill of night kept us warm When daylight came upon us The balance was tattered and torn My glowing frame was suddenly conscious Of the lake below, forlorn I stared upon its glimmering waters While the sun burnt out my paradise The college friend was sliced and slaughtered By the reality I have come to realise The ugliness declines to subside But who says beauty can’t be rough? The stars refuse to shine so bright But still they shimmer enough As for that random college girl I just don’t know how long But I’ll find her someday in this world And who’s to say I’m wrong?

Details | Free verse | |


Rest is a requirement,
for all,
in order to have this,
sleep is a must,
after a day’s of hard work,
wherein sleep is a must,
for all,
to freshen up the next day,
though the mind goes to sleep,
and the body follows suit,
the subconscious mind awakens,
and in lie,
a number of dreams,
awaiting you,
the dream,
that always reigns in my mind,
is the death of my wife, 
not once,
but more than a couple of times,
why does this dream,
often arise in my mind,
is the answer I seek,
is it because of the love we have towards one another,
or is it the compassion for each other,
or is it in relation of serving one another, 
or is it a kind of warning,
a warning to take care in the future, 
some people may call this as the sixth sense,
while I call this a nightmare,
as nightmares are really scary,
yes, nightmares are quite scary indeed, 
if you do agree with me or not!!

From:-Mr.Manu Nair (dated 19th November, 2012)

Details | Verse | |


There are no lies to be written
Real life is how it's read
What I write is the honest truth
No more regrets
I've been pushed 
I've been shoved
Straight in the gut 
Where my heart bleeds out the love
No bandage around 
To patch it up
Pressure more pressure against me
On the floor bleeding
No help to come save me
Pain creeps around the room 
On the floor I try to breathe
Need the therapy
Read this aloud 
Know what I'm about
Feel my pain
Read it
Look at my face 
Be it
I get up on my feet
Love still dripping
Someone help me!
I can't see
Need the therapy
As I open my eyes
I see plain white bright walls
Around me 
I'm strapped
Noticed I'm patched
What happened to me?
I sit there and wonder 
Why me? Is this my fantasy?
This is what therapy put on me

Details | I do not know? | |

Drunken Loneliness


Details | Rhyme | |

Writing With A Pin

Writing with a pin,
I know it is wrong.
Writing with a pin,
Blood is being drawn.

Writing with a pin,
My skin's burning and searing.
Writing with a pin,
It's wrong, but it has a satisfying feeling.

Details | Free verse | |


Desolate,prideful,terrible and sick
People have created themselves a new brick
Sinful bricks have planted a wall
Wall has brought a major fall

Pride eyes are seen every where,
Hatred is blowing and flowing no care
Hardening their heart is enjoyable for them
Staring eyes is nothing but pride in them.

Details | Free verse | |

Silence journey

Silence journey

I walk in the rain 
Without cloak 
In silence I pace  
Gaze on the sky like an image 
Of reality yet vague …..
Is it just me or us? 

Seeking answer from gods
About life 
Is it a fantasy or reality?
A glimpse of Siddhartha smile 
There is a way…. 
Its karma to play yet 
A must to  pay …..

If it’s a poem then am dreamin …. 
12/03/ 2012

Details | Free verse | |


Complete darkness
No sound at all
This is where you live
No one to talk to
The blackness, engulfing
Smothering the air out of you
In this vast void with lack of light
You are forced to believe
That you see a speck
A tiny green light
Way off in the distance
This blot of light brings so much hope
So many desires
You can hardly breath
Suddenly the light grows larger
You feel elated
Complete darkness
No sound at all
Things are back
To the way they will always be

Details | Narrative | |

Quit That Tapping

like the raven 
who taps taps upon 
your chamber door
do not fret my Virginia
for it's my shadow
moving across the floor
this is what I'm telling you my darlin
and nothing more

beneath lattice
I still call your name
come to me virginia
come hear the tap tap 
upon your chamber door
for only you my love 
I surrender and never more

wind howls in blanket snows
here I stand so all alone
broken hearted and misconstrued
my Virginia who lies under stars and moon
just a tap tap upon your chambers door
tis I and nothing more

tales of hidas truth
blackbird sings harps cords
just like the tap tap upon your chambers door
my sweet Virgina whom I adore
for there'll be love waiting and nothing more

as I lay right next to you in this tomb
I counted only seven who have even knew
the times of this raven who 
tapped tapped upon your chambers door
twas only I and will be never more

Tribute To Edgar Allen Poe
And His Young Bride Virginia
Also To His Poem The Raven

Details | Blank verse | |


Silent  In a cage,
No blanket for a bed
The little kitten 
Laid  by its food

The lights in the building
Lit up above the cage
The  sweet  little Cat
Asleep and alone

A man quietly came in 
The poor little kitty woke
The man approached and
The kitten spoke

The man held the kitten
And the kitten was happy
The man said, I want this 
One and he waited 

The people behind the counter
After a delay said no
The man left broken hearted
And the little cat sadly stayed

Will that little critter ever
Have a happy home
Or will it have to
sleep forever?

Details | Free verse | |


I don't have filled spaces.
Nonexisting time lies to me,
making me feel as if I were not empty.
Space remains painfully unoccupied in me.
There is no prince
no poetry or sigh
that a sigh without cause is consequence of passion.
There is no romance or excitement.
Word or song.
Meaning or ignorance.
I don't have time, it's true,
for I am filled with the strange intensity of freedom and youth.
However, all the space of my soul I keep
like a ballroom with no ball.
. . . If someone shouted in me . . .
it would echo.

Patricia Evans

Details | Alliteration | |

sworn to secrecy

This doesn't belong to me
here you can have it back
i held it now for almost seven years
its getting heavy
you can take it anytime
i don't want to hold this anymore
why cant you take it
it doesn't fit
and it doesn't belong
it tears me apart
the struggle goes on
go ahead and cry
i can hold onto that to
just drop it in and go right through
i'm just a stop
a shoulder to need
and you can go on lifting away free
i'm slowly falling
i'm tipping from side to side
i'm not quite stable
but i'm only here for the ride
i'm not going to take charge
i'm not going to sit
and stare out my window of regret
my window is clear
clear as glass
and gets bigger with everyday we pass
its making me sad
tears run down my eyes
 i cant let it go
that's no surprise
i tell you what i tell you
and hear what i hear
but what about everything inside
everything i fear
well wait
i got that to
right beside the picture of me and you
i know this is crazy
and i know i am to
but what about my secrecy
i have to follow through

Details | I do not know? | |

Lost And Alone

Have you ever been so lost that you feel that you will never find your way out, That 
the whole world has moved on and left you behind. You want someone to come 
find you make things ok again but as you look as far as you can see there is 
never anyone there. You yell for help but again no one is there to hear you. You 
can run but there is no end no way out. You just stop and sit there waiting hoping 
to be found to be some were you belong be loved and cared for, The air keeps 
getting colder and the loneliness darkens you. You start asking God why? But he 
never answers, You think is he even there is he real? guess not you know that 
people in the world have it worse then you but that don't mean you pain don't 
count, It hurts the life you once knew and loved not a perfect one but it was yours 
now is gone, Will you ever find your way back, belong some were? As the night 
comes you lay there and cry yourself to sleep trying to get all the answers your 
heart needs but like you the answers are lost. As you sleep you dream of the life 
you wanted a happy one but then as you start to smile something reminds you of 
what is now gone, And you are lost all over again. Maybe Someday I will be found 
and the world will be right again.

Details | Free verse | |

Dream Me In Black And White

Color me pretty
The way that you see me but not
The way I see myself

Wash me pure
The way you look at me
With eyes of unconditional love
You overlook my indiscretions
Judgment you never pass
Acceptance is all you offer
You make me a better me

Dream me in black and white
Like old time photographs
Torn edges
Jagged with time
To preserve the image that you hold of me

Paint me in red
The sweet blood that I left behind
Etching my name in the grain of eternity
So as to never be forgotten

Burn me into ashes
Let me dance on the winds of tomorrow
To feel the freedom
The release from my personal hell
As I soar across the sky of time

Details | Blank verse | |

the rotting edge of hope & abandon pt. I

when the world falls,
will you be my figurehead queen?
dark regent, of my secret heart & broken-glass dreams
drip waterfall lies from full pink lips
& bleed out your truth(s) to me?
come silently in the night
over plush & supple fields of carpet
into the halls of my half-waking 
& reach for me through the illusions 
& shadows of my own doubt,
so strong, it wraps me up, 
myself all contained & tainted, 
tainting only myself.
be the beautiful & shining falsehood
that brings me back into a world of
the likewise
leaving the torn pieces of the true falsity, the true reality
hanging shreded in the doorway
rotting on the edge of
what was & what could be
be my perfected failure,
my self-less
& self-serving love
my heart is yours;
it never beats the same way twice

Details | I do not know? | |


The Sun is now gone
Beaten away by chains and whips
You won't last too long
Under the reign of the new Eclipse

Details | Bio | |

Explanation Long Overdue

I know it matters little, 
At this time, I am sure,
But I've always felt,
I owed you,
A reason why,
We did not endure...

As I approach,
The final destination,
I've unfinished chores,
I must amend,
And I guess
It's up to each
Of us to tend...

It may sound insane,
In fact, I think it is...
I was feeling too much in love,
Something had to give...
All I'm sure of,
Is this, I do swear...
It was never a question...
Of if I did care...
All I'm sure of, that is,
Whoever followed me,
The luck was his...

I felt I was losing control,
Felt jealous and insecure,
Withdrew into a defensive caccoon,
But there's even more...

I knew I blew my chance
With the most beautiful girl 
I ever had,
One who shared my love,
And to this day I'm sad...

I did what I'm good at,
I ran away and hid,
My life was forever changed,
The dumbest thing I ever did...

I know it sounds insane,
And I'm sure that this is true,
But one thing I can swear,
I never ever,
Stopped loving you.

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I Hate...

The collision of my feelings,
And the confrontation of words,
The lies,
All the lies…
Hatred, hate, all the hate,
I hate…

Drown in my pain,
Until you suffocate,
And free yourself from me,
To free me,
I hate…

A million words burn in me,
A thousand screams call for freedom,
For salvation,
But my soul is abandoned
In the void,
I hate…

Let me fade away,
Let me turn into black,
Let me dissolve into nothing,
To free me from myself,
I hate…

Free my fearful heart,
And take me away,
Let these words stop:
“I hate.”

Break the chain of eternity,
Kill the immortality of my torment,
Let my blood flow in my veins,
And let the air circulate
In and out of my body,
I hate…

I hate…
You…and you,
I hate life,
I hate me,
I hate…
Hate, hate, hate,

“Hate , hate , hate”
I woke up saying,
With the letters,
“H” “A” “T” “E”
Sliding between my lips,

I cried loudly,
For I felt it,
I felt the hate,
Conceal all my feelings;
I felt it make me grab a knife…
I stabbed myself!
I stabbed my heart…it made me stab myself…
Just to free itself from me,
And to free me,


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Once Upon a Dark Fog

Where the trees once stood,
A dark fog covers their grounds-
                    A path through lost lives.

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The Arms of a Stranger

The odor of warmth and affection,
The feeling of love and protection,
An isolated heaven of love;
I lay in his arms like an angel,
Like a white dove,

At the moment,
I am living an endless time
Of eternal happiness,
Life seems to be everlasting…
Life now, is a colored painting 
Of smiles and joy,

Words slithered between his lips,
Like tiny insects sliding on the petals
Of a bright-colored flower,
I contemplated his beauty as 
I heard his tender voice whisper,
“Thy beauty is like the azure sky.”

Perfection is what I am seeing,
His words kept on repeating
In my head;
In his arms I lived another life…
A nirvana created by his glaring eyes,

“Thy beauty is a mosaic picture on the walls of heaven,”
His words swayed like the dancing waves…
I lay there inertly,
With a river of feelings penetrating 
My soul like an addictive kiss of his,
I smiled…   

My feelings suddenly shifted,
I felt tiny droplets of water condense
On my cheeks,
Were they tears?

My anguish was immense…
Sadness and grief formed
A body of confusion that mystified 
The fantasizing feelings I had felt,

Here I was,
In your arms;
My ally, the person I shared my life with…
You held me tightly trying to ease
The pain I was feeling,
The pain created by you…

The tears in my eyes created a reflection of
My sufferings,
The sufferings that tend to draw a continuous
Picture of your betraying eyes…
I cried and cried as I felt your arms
Hold me tighter,
I felt no comfort at all…

I closed my eyes trying to place myself
In “his” arms again,
The arms of the stranger 
That allayed my soul like tender music,
Like a harmony created by the soft,
Emerald leaves that danced with the wind…

I smiled again…


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Shadow Man

I'm the shadow man -

Thinly tracing every step you take

I'm there, always there

Pressing near and yet apart

Just a shadow of a man

I'm the shadow man -

Don't look back or down

I will be hiding

Beneath a footstep or a cloudy sky

But I'm there, always there

Just a shadow of a man

Pressing near yet apart

Treading lightly here and there

I can't be loved

And I won't be ignored

So lend me your hand

And stay close if you can

Everyone needs somewhere to be

Even a shadow man

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Me, Myself, and My Soul

As happy melodies hum,
Underneath, the sounds of sadness come,
Provoking all the sorrow and fear,
That all hearts are forced to hear,

Looking at the glowing mirror,
Seeing the reflection of “Myself”
Shadow less, I stand,
Contemplating the solid glass, imagining “Me”

Hearing the terrified breaths of “Myself”
While inside, I am touching the joyful “Me”
That an eye no longer can see,
No sympathizing, no sympathy,

Through “Myself” I could feel my lonely soul,
Desolated from the incomprehensible world,
Surrounded by rhythms created by void,
That I hear “Myself” continuously sing,

My soul sees through “Me,”
Unleashing the pain, making freedom surround,
But “Myself” comes and interrupts,
My freedom and my soul begin to corrupt,

“Me,” someone that no longer lives,
Someone that tries to forgive, “Myself”
The person that took place,
The person living a life drenched with dimness,

“Me,” is gone,
“Me,” has disappeared into non existence,
My soul is surrounded by “Myself”
Cherishing “Me” by the colorful memories...


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I hate to know how you are, Just remember what you did to me

I can see right through you, don't you know? ha!! 
You don't know me, but I know you, isn't that funny?

Can't you see what you put me through? 

I am very amused by this you see, don't ask why
I have no answer to reply.

But in the end it will all turn out fine.

Because I can read your mind.

awhh and I sieh, 

You don't remember why.

But here I am waiting for you to remember when and why.

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Midnight Fantasy

I was good to you. But you just insisted on leaving me.The moon was full and 
shining bright. And I needed my midnight fantasy. I couldn't believe my eyes 
though. How you could go with one friend to another friend. Although my fantasy 
was in play I didn't want it to end. You would yell at me and beat me to my shame. 
But still we lit the candles and had dinner with champaign. Why couldn't I have 
that respect for myself. And know the dawn to dusk abuse was not ok. It was only 
because my midnight fantasy would leave me feeling fantasized so in my mind 
he would lay. You put one arm around my waist and the other on my neck. I felt 
sorry for myself you nearly strangled me to death. Oh but midnight fantasy I have 
one question to ask. When will this nightmare in the evening end. Because this 
love has just stabbed me in the back. You were my midnight fantasy but I hate 
you and love me.

                                                a destroyed mistress
                                             called death by evening

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Swallow me,
Like the air you inhale,
And exhale the broken pieces of my soul
To cherish me in you, 

Swim in my eyes,
And drown yourself into my sorrow,
Sacrifice your life to sympathize,
Try to live my life of disguise,

Bleed like me,
Live in the reflection of my wounds,
Allay my pain
And cry my only remedy…

Liberate me from myself,
To conceal my lonesomeness,
Free me…
Into you, and be my sympathy,

Let your words sedate me,
Bring the feelings we shared into reality,
Feel me, feel with me…
Don’t be my misery,

If only I can hurl the words
That bled in me,
To feel…just to feel
Some sympathy…
From you,
My destiny…

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Parasite Alley

The moon sunk her teeth in a sky of black,
Over city backdrops and the scent of crack,
Neon spilled burning through traffic veins,
Dead man's handles on subway trains.
I tasted of acid in the end of night,
Snow descended dirty, off-white, 
Staring through curtains at six a.m.,
Into the kitchen and back again.

All currency spent in the cheapest of bars,
The ones beside wreckage of burned-out cars,
Drinking from morning 'till midnight chime,
With stoned stool-pigeons and lives of crime.
I hurt nobody, only hurt myself,
Sat in the shadows, toasting my health,
As sleep comes calling I start to fall,
A dreamer washed-up with no dreams at all.

Don't tell any secrets, don't tell any lies,
There's enough depiction in these blood-red eyes,
Don't require religion or my soul to save,
Or a shallow legend on a shallower grave.
I could preach you sermons to warp your mind,
I could show you things to strike you blind,
But the world won't listen, it remains the same,
Always leaves me stranded with a crying shame.

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The Internet: Return

A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...

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Breaking down in the heart and mind.
With all regrets that are truly not kind.
Shocked at people are, so painful to see.
Abused with hated and ecstasy.
Violated and directed with torments
Lost of words or comments.
Hatred gushing out of life long experience.
Reminding yourself to become absence.
Coward and scared to even breathe.
Like the feeling of knives unsheathe.
Sharp but not enough to cut.
Enough to scare like a door that immediately shut.
The hand raised to help you is a lie.
It is a hand that slaps you so you can die.
Rough around the edges.
Crawling in your dreams in ledges.
Powered to stay alive.
You feel people want you to take a dive.
Just stop, and fall down.
Hoping to break your mental crown.
Hiding a feeling that never feels real.
Like shaking hands with demons for a deal.
Blocked out, out of your own story.
Thinking that people are stealing your glory.
Ashamed with fear.
With eyes that are full of tear.
Lost in such hidden romance.
Luck has it seems to be a dance.
Moving around in your head.
With scary thoughts and dread.
Feels like you never leave.
So you feel so many that grieve.
In your mind that is lost.
Full of drama that holds you down in cost.
Keeping in the shadow.
You watch people so shallow.
Gut instinct says that life with them is a muse.
When your just standing your accuse.
Society is just so lame.
Like all the people that are in it your to blame.
Soloing life is a brief.
Walking away is some what a relief.
I dreamed of many things.
With beautiful sorrows of wings.
Wavered in a direction that leads no where.
Escaping everything by a hair.
Pointing into the sky.
And asking yourself why.
The cage is so big.
Just enough to put on a huge rig.
Moving back and fourth.
It feels that your life does not have a worth.
Caned by laws of laughter to deceive.
Shackled up to be bent to your will to receive.
When you hope to hope.
A person can just show you the rope.
They have such friendly hands.
Like the deserts of sands.
Dangerous it is to just keep walking in it.
Lost cannot find your way even a little bit.
Just seem like your heart feels dry.
Then you give up and give a sigh.
That moment that you do is just all a dream.
You are really in a ward you will scream.
Thrust upon you because you could not protect.
So what cost you is this effect.
Warping in to your mind to leave this place.
You feel full of disgrace.
With nothing to drink.
Causing your true self to think.
Grief is such a pain with sorrow to gain.
Looking out in your own rain.

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What's the point of cheating
Why hurt someone by how you're treating
Why not just walk away
Say a simple goodbye, and have a nice day
Why hurt, break, and lie
When all that someone does is try
They try to be good enough
Try to give you all their love

Maybe a simple mistake was done
But why make that mistake cause everything to be gone
Why? A word always used for questions
Questions everyone asks themselves
That keep piling up on the shelves

All i'm looking for are some answers to my questions
But i dunno whether in his words i should trust
I need some answers, it's a must
Please tell me, are these lies?
I dunno if i should believe my eyes

I can't stop thinking, it's tearing me apart
Are you telling the truth, or are you only afraid to break my heart?
I don't mind if the cut will be deep
But take your lies that make me smile, Id rather go for truth that will make me weep

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Philokalia (Love of Beauty)

Unforgettable sweet horizon like the sleeping woman's hips...
Tortuous destiny whose yellow sadness tips
With centuries of sacred silence ;

After I pass the sacred glass beads through
Since the pink dawn and the sweet dew;
After I live "Philokalia", blessing the Lord's name
With one thousand sad prayers,
With faith that can move the mountains,
With complete devotion and obedience,
Silent like a statue of long endurance,
Could I remember her again?

From eternity, for ever had been
Above the waters without border,
The light of that very beginning in no world
And no time, but this cloud and the first Word
Who changed the trembling no time's order,
So that the paradise still mirrors in her eyes green…

Beard like our bishop, you'll wear: 
Lost you'll be for this world, my friend…
But your secret mad hope still moves like a lizard
In front of the rocks with human face.
With "Philokalia", your dreams will ascend...

Maybe, from heaven will drop a tear:
With bitter taste of grass and leaves of any honey September;
And the dawn with scent of woman will rest in no time's amber. 

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Well how do you feel

In high school everything changes
Teachers, friends, you, 
“That’s just life” they say,
And they never stop to ask
“Well, how do you feel?”

And your friends leave, and your grades decrease,
And your teachers begin to worry,
And they make you see a shrink,
But they never stop to ask,
“Well, how do you feel?”

The sky starts to crumble,
And the tears begin to fall,
And music and hoodies become your best friends,
And they never stop to ask,
“Well, how do you feel?”

And the tools come out.
And the objects fall apart,
And you reach for the closest one,
And the ask, finally,
“Well, how do you feel?”

But by now it’s too late.
Your time is up, your blood’s run out,
Your scars show for the world to see,
Cause they asked too late,
“Well, how do you feel?”

“She was so young” they all say,
But really you were old.
You’d seen so much and hurt so much,
It was time for you to go.

So you picked up the pills and washed them down
And grabbed the blades and cut
And when they finally noticed you weren’t around
It was too late you were gone.

They found your letter on the bed
And read it out at school
“You asked to late, but I don’t blame you.”
And your friends were moved to tears. 

In your tree house in the yard
They found you pale as snow
Your eyes closed, a smile on your face
And they realized you were gone.

They roll up your sleeves and roll up your pants
And scream at what they see
Lines, and lines, and lines of cuts
Some healed and some not.

And they realized they should have asked in the beginning
How you felt that is, cause, 
Honestly you didn’t, 
You didn’t feel anything at all. 

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The Humans and I

Ones who wage,
Ones who rage,
Ones who take,
Ones who pay,
Ones who craze,
Ones who rave,
Ones who crave…

Ones who fear,
Ones who breathe,
Ones who give,
Ones who need,
Ones who will,
Ones who weave…

Ones who plead,
Ones who beg,
Ones who beseech,
Ones who entreat,
Ones who appeal,
Ones who volunteer,
Ones who disappear…

The ones who follow,
The ones that don’t know about tomorrow,
The ones who don’t deserve the morrow…

The ones who sleep,
The ones who cry,
The ones who live,
The ones who die…

The ones who proclaim,
Those who say they create,
The ones who ache,
The ones who don’t wait,
The ones who hesitate,
The ones who don’t concentrate,
The ones who fornicate,
The ones who procrastinate…

Those who fall in temptation,
Those who get in frustration,
Those who sometimes feel desperation,
Those who keep going without caution,
Those in motion,
Those in tension,
Those losing notion,
Those being poisoned,
Those getting in distortion,
Those following the broken diction,
Those dying like the billions,
Those without unction,
Those washed in the oceans…

I might seem cold,
But it is you who is bold.
I might not express,
But it is you who doesn’t let me progress.
I might not seem like I seek,
But it is you who doesn’t know me…
I might seem like I need,
But it is you who might always be begging on your knees.
I might seem dull,
But it is the one that is fool.
I might not be alight,
But it is you who isn’t truly alive…

I will remain neutral,
I will remain silver,
I will remain gray,
I feel darkness,
I feel light,
I will remain hallowed…,
After all, it is you who deserves no life…

I am a metal hawk,
I am a mountain goat,
I am a silver bird,
I am a gray wolf,
I am a white tiger,
I am a mystic rose…,
I am I…

I’m alive,
And I survive,
You are here,
However, it is you who deserves no life…

Being human does not imply that you have humanity…

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My Hidden Fear

People are my weakness and hidden fear
I just feel that some words they say set me in tear
For example I gave a person a smile one day and they gave me a glare
I did not know that smiling in the world today cause people to stare
These types of stare gave me chills down my spine a feeling that made me blind
Why? why is my weakness the people who are very unkind
Hiding is all I can do when people give me a unkind view
I get to a point that my fear seems to wonder and stew
People are who they are and what should I even do
I don't understand that they are evil and some times nice too
My hidden fear are people just because they are always around
That is no argument and my feeling are perfectly sound
The hate builds up in my mind, but does not bother, how my heart feel
I learned to undergo a change that my feelings become like steel
Hard as it should be in situations needed I forget how to use it
So it becomes my weapon and it is to some people heartless just a bit
My hidden fear is what I see in people today
They harm others and they think it is okay
That is why I fear my feelings for others at times because it is so confusing
My hidden fear is some what bad and some what a blessing

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Christmas Rebels

Christmas Rebels
It was about a weak
After that night walk
The unknown dangers, 
Made known, turned me weak,
I was managing myself,
After my heart was pulled,
From where it sank,
I was yet in the oven,
Of my haven,
To dry up the coldness,
And the wetness, 
Of that fearful night loneliness,

Today is Christmas,
The whole mass,
Was joyous,
Every home, glorious,
Meat was plenteous, 
Rice and beans.
Was every homes means,
Children bouncing in,
New goat skin jackets,
Mother’s dressed in costly
Beads and all the way,
Father leads.
For Christmas had taking over,
Taking over the African Shrine,
It supplied a joyous sunshine.
Our pockets were full of cowries,
Like a goldmine,
Happiness was mine,
For the usual war seemed 
To be hidden, and our teethes where like, 
“Forever opened”.

Oh! Joyful, blissful, plentiful Christmas.
Providing joy each time it surface, 
But joy has a slender waist that breaks so soon.
Christmas night came, so we visited 
Our beds as night rang it’s bell,

(To be continued in the next, same Poem).

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I tried to talk it out but it would not leave
I tried to cry it out but the water from my tears went straight through it
I walked all night refused to eat, and couldn't even sleep, but it still hung around
I shared it with others hoping they would understand but they laughed at me
I could not understand why it stayed in my head and would not leave 
It gave me so much pain with nothing to gain almost driving me insane
What is it with this thing called Memory?

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A Soul Awakened

The warm light calls me
And all the people who cries for thee
I raise my hand in this abyss
Only to make one wish
To float among the others
With all my sisters and brothers
I call out for forgiveness with passion
I take their pain into myself for this occasion
The moment that I see the sky
I will not look back and cry
My body is laying still
People standing by it with a chill
The air gets dense with sadness
I would not think of it less
Some people look up and down
To see the light hit the ground
Some can vision the uplifting feeling they see
One soul that has been and always be
It is special to notice such aberration 
And that might be how souls are awaken

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Invisible Ink

"My pen drips of sorrow and on this paper, I write each tear" – A Rambling Poet

Someone once said, “Write not what should not be read…”
He never knew what to do otherwise
for his pen was his only friend, and paper, his face
of which emotions made themselves known

Forbidden love touched his heart,
never knowing ‘til then that it could be 
the ink for which his pen would write

He seized that passion
and wrote ‘til his fingers bled, mindless of the pain,
numb with love.
The pain was superficial after all, just blood on skin
A flurry of letters that grew strength on secrecy…

Ah, but someone once said…
“Write not what should not be read…”

But how badly he wanted to be read…
the only problem is that word called

Love reveals, love betrayed;
hearts betray, hearts revealed.

It was all a ruse,
to let slip secrets that were never meant
to be known.

The pain now draws from the heart,
bleeding him dry, reaching his soul
to dehydrate him some more,
‘til Death becomes his friend.


She receives one last letter in the post
-a blank sheet, wrinkled…warped

Was it invisible ink?
On the contrary,
its message was loud and clear.

No words needed at all, just
pure sorrow of a heart and soul 
that wept

…her tears stain that paper now,
never enough to smooth it out.

August 14, 2011  149a219 
for Constance’s Just Write contest :)

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Loves deadly spell

Together they live happily forever
in a life filled with sorrows and sadness
they will be together, always never
excluded from reality for life

Forever or never they live to cry,
away they will be gone with but a knife
the choice to live happily or to just die
A knife or life, forever or never

a quarrel, a death, leaving one alone
he lies on the ground, a knife in his heart
a plan, a scheme, its never to be known
She says to herself "we must never part"

Now two dead hearts lie, killed with the same knife
Why? Was it love or just a wast of life?

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When I grow old

I will grow old
I tremble in the cold
None to care
I have nothing to fear...

But my love is alive
Though I strive
Beautiful roses to pluck
Yet I am stuck..

I grow old with wrinkle
Yet I will kinker
You will always remain in my mind
This is how you will find...

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Why Do We Preach Tolerance and Love

Tolerance and love is preached…  But,  at what price?
Too often we forget about Jesus’ sacrifice!

His death was because our sin counted against us.
He died on the cross because he truly loves us!

How dare we “cheapen” his work on the cross!
In today’s “political correctness..”  We have lost!

In the love and acceptance, we call it “inclusion.”
This has led many into a serious “confusion.”

Many want the loving side of God.  I can’t blame them!
But those who seek his holiness…  
Can you name them?

God is a God of love.  But he requires holy living too!
This is not a request but a command 
me and you!

If it’s tolerance and love you want…  Look no more!
You’ll be able to find it washed up on sin’s shore!

The people of Israel wanted “free love.” 
 Look what it got them!
Being slaves and captives, is what
 it taught them!

God is a loving God but is also as a consuming fire!
Living a righteous life is what he really desires!

“Without holiness…  No man shall see him.”
That’s why he sent Jesus, to the world beneath him!

Won’t you allow your sins to be totally forgiven?
Only Jesus can change the way
 you’ve been livin’!

He gives eternal life to those who
 diligently seek him!
The choice is yours to repent and receive him!

By Jim Pemberton    

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Mourning Over The Locust Plaque

Some sounds like the noise of bees
Hovering around the atmosphere
Or like rain drops on our roof tops,
I opened my round window
The window of my hut,
I wanted to know
Why my sleep won't mellow,
All i saw was sorrow
As the atmosphere turned green.
The cassava farm was over shadowed
Banana plantation feebled,
Apple orchard struggled
Yet their efforts stifled,
Lemon grass for mama's herb withered,
Rose flower shattered and our 
Groundnut farm tattered.
Suddenly,the green army fled,
Tears exuded from my eyes
As i sputtered in pain,
Mother filled with melancholy,
Father tore his heart in grief
Villagers hope captured and crippled,
So their travail displayed as
Everyone mourned over 
The locust plaque.....


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The Night Walk.

                                                                                   **A WINNING POEM**

That night, my heart pleaded i should
Wait over and pass the night at grand pa's 
Old inn.
Enormous was my concern to reach home 
And see Constance La France.... the rambling poet.
About "create your own form, may be?"
I embraced the night and darkness mingled 
With my eyes;

Yonder are night workers,
Here and there they wander,
Seaching for who to plunder,
Oh! what a mighty wonder.
Look at that  supermarket,
And a man with a mask,
Gun and matchet,
He most be a burglar,
Oh! i must be undercover,
Or else i step into danger,
For the night is in dark anger.

"Ahh! ahhh!! ahhhh!!!" the cry of a victim,
Something must have wrought a cry,
Who will be the rescue?
For me, this night walk must linger.
Look at the police, having me as an 
Accomplice, they need my identity and money,
Yet yonder is the victim crying....

Look over there! drug users
Assembling in dark corners,
Swaying like feathers,
In the midst of their daily rituals,
That is never beneficial,
Oh! blind earth leading to an open death.
Group upon groups, stationed in their post,
Looking so malicious, looking so vicious, 
Brandishing weapons, ready for the slaughter,
Gun shoots clatter as a group fight starter.
Charles melody has seen wonder
And endless palaver.

Knives mingled with flesh, blood and bone,
Men eager and bold,
Heads bounce like ball,
Suddenly, calmness......
Gba! gba!! gba!!! another trigger's verdict?
Lord when will these pass over?
For i am likening to salt in water,
Never to calm and ponder,
The night walk seemed not to be over. 

For the night is in dark anger....

BY CHARLES MELODY (Lightening Ink)                  **14TH PLACE IN
The form of this poem is called,"stream of consciousness." 
i formed it so because the thought kept coming
 like a stream or river of consciousness in my mind,
i was conscious of the dangers i knew, especially in my Little
African village and the war that covered it.
For "Constance La France, the Rambling poet's contest.

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Conspiracy: Who Killed The Easter Bunny

A crowded table, all suspended in shock 
The sound of the shot dimming to a ‘knock’
Only silence, except for the marching clock
The weapon still smoking; an anonymous glock

Loud cries arise from the elongated table,
Jack Frost is shocked, the Tooth Fairy unable
To speak whilst Santa is checking the stable
For clues on the erstwhile maidservant Mable

They searched for hours, called in C.S.I,
Panic set in, would the children all cry?
Sandman confirmed the bunny had died
Batman suspected somebody had lied

Guests were quizzed, interrogations began
The mystery unfolded when Santa Claus ran,
Grabbing the pies, he tried escaping in a van
But was stopped in his tracks by superman

Details | Rhyme | |

I Hate Aunt Floe

NOTE: This poem is a humoruos stab at PMS from a mans point of view

I can see your blood boiling
through  the blades I once called eyes,
they were once beautiful  like jewels
now they hurt my deep insides.
cutting at my guts
and like a noose on my  lungs;
your words seek like bullets 
your mouth like sniper guns.
I’m hit with each inaccuracy…
Being killed by words untrue;
and you even got the nerve
to tell me what you think I do.
But let me get mad
and try to plead my case;
then suddenly the world
is a f--ked up place.
You got tears running down…
What the Hell did I do?
We were just sitting and laughing
I could swear that we were cool.
Oh God…
Oh no…;
I should have seen it… 
It’s Aunt Floe…,
This battle can’t be won or reasoned
I think its best I go.
Cause I hate Aunt Floe 
and she hate me too;
she sit and talk sh-t
about the gum I chew. 
The color of my shirt…,
She say my look is a stair;
She say my best has no worth
And she doesn’t stop there.
I didn’t change
I’ve been the same 
these 28 days,
 but now I’m f_ckin A__hole 
Aunt Floe gave me that name.  
She said get out my face 
This aint your home no more,
But I’m more puzzled by 
What was said before.
I love you 
With her glossy eyes 
I knew it was true, 
But horribly sly
You see these words
make me the fool.
The one that’s cruel
That a__hole dude,
That sparked the fuel
To this f__kin feud.
But I swear to God
I didn’t start this sh_t,
Why would I give up my love 
To live my life like in a pit.
 This is horrible sh_t 
Wasted days spent,
On nothing but the worst
I could be bathed in your sent. 
You could be laughing 
While I’m smiling
But Aunt Floe Won’t let this be,
And the only way to make this right
Is hold my tongue  a week.
And that ain’t gone happen 
I’m a person too,
Not soft
But I got feelins
and don’t know what  to do.
Now its been six days
Unbelievable  rage,
She locked herself 
In the room
I call it her cage.
I smell a sent in the air
It wasn’t there before,
Now lookin down the hall
I see an open door.
Is this a trap 
I’ll guess I’ll see,
If I fall for another
 You know that’s dumb ass me.
Curled in the bed 
I think I know that girl,
But where’s the hells Aunt Floe
The one that f__ked my world.
She packed up and gone
Didn’t even say good bye,
Just came wit gang of bullsh_t
And vanished in the sky.
Is that you my dear
Can you please come here,
Listen close and crystal clear…
I hate Aunt Floe
 Next time she here
Make sure I’m stocked
with weed and beer.
I love you punk.  ?

Details | Narrative | |

The Woman In White

It was a cold and rainy night.
The stars were shining bright.
It seemed as if the world was at a pause and not a person was in sight.
I sat quietly in my car, 
the sound of music I heard blasting from a far.
I opened my door,
stepped out slowly and looked around.
Now suddenly the music stopped,
not a word is heard, not even a sound.
I turned my head, looked over my shoulder,
I saw a woman running.
She was wearing a white gown.
I couldn't help but wonder why this woman running
flaunted such a frown.
I followed her footsteps,
I listened for the sound.
Running through the darkness,
one question came to mind,
Who would leave this woman?
Who would be so heartless?
How can someone leave her when she is so obviously distraught?
Abruptly a sound was heard.
I came to a stop.
I listened closely.
It was a gunshot.
Now fearful I stood.
I began to run as fast as I could.
I ran so fast, I could hear my heart beating.
I came upon my car and noticed a woman bleeding.
She was gasping for air.
Someone had shot her and left her to die there.
It was as if they didn't even care.
She reached for my hand,
whispered softly to me
"never trust a man"
At that moment her hand dropped.
I knew her heart had stopped.
I looked at her white gown now dripping red.
I I cried to myself and pondered what she had said.
This could be me.
I could be lying here dead.
I will remember her words always.
They will haunt me for the rest of my days.
This moment I will never forget.
No man should ever be such a threat.

This was the day my life would change.
From this day on I would never be the same.
The lesson I learned here,
never have such fear.
Fear that will keep me from being free.
I learned that I can be happy just being me.

Details | Concrete | |

dry cry

the child of a distant mother
whose cry ran dry over the other,
the child of nothingness in winter
whose feet ran cold to the toe,
to whom were she without 
a glow to the unknown?
for whom need she commute
when she does crawl than norm?
then who must follow when she cries
to the voice of a soul child; so dry?
where is the father gone too long
or were there a mother, done too long?
whose child a tender care must one render
to which child than love of a parent?
her lips cracked in instances 
and tears long soaked in her tearful skin...

Details | Elegy | |


Destiny fraught with hardship 
So much in aconite life of the 
hapless soul
In row prone with some ponce
Who could save as she fret? 
Conscripted in a route routed 
On lisping lips of the wobbly 
Like bird she could afar and 
appear in minute 
As it were when one is peregrine 
in gradgrinds
It could be anything but help 
Dove like as seen on thy alter
Not just a deist in your 
What could have warrant such 
Towards these wench 
If there were life after where she 
The issuance of ones isonomy 
to beloved family
Like teddy bay roaming in the 
hands of strangers
Straining in no altercation 
Yes, she live up to her mournful 
Waited in many of her days 
Maybe the sun could deign and 
benign her path.  

Details | I do not know? | |

Family Matters

In the attic, above wooden floor,
through the hallway of psychotic, locks upon my door,
near the broken window and glass of the sore,
hiding in the shadows,
bloodstains on the wall.

 Number nine,
house at the end of the street,
where lights are low,
where silent never sleep.

Details | Narrative | |

Silence, Nested In The Sand

Coming apon, a large desert rock.
Along side, a smaller white rock, 
so I thought. A sun bleached skull, 
nested in the sand. Silence, with
a gentle desert breeze moving my 
many unanswerd thoughts; quickly
race threw my mind. This O'l skull,
once riddled before with dream's,
stolen memories, for ever gone!
A wide open jaw; Imagining, this
poor O'l soul screaming from the 
other side, but never heard. So
I walked away, and wisperd a few
words: Rest now, youv'e been found!

03/07/14   Written By, Larry Berdoo
                         WRITE ON!



Details | Free verse | |

Words of Life

Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s gouging me…bruising me to the core…

Embrace the light…embrace the midnight sky…
You fall in my arms – you die so warm
Shed me more sun to lift up my spirits
From the…underground…and release me – I’m breathless
I’m drowning in doubt…ooh… oh… 

Remember me…I’m falling…into my swirling fate…hanging on the roots 
Strangling my heart…distorting in my veins… I’m bleeding so softly – cut out the wood…
Splintering me…I’m shattering… and I’m falling in the abyss
Bring me more radiance from my candle light
Warp me up in bliss…don’t let the midnight sky…don’t take away my delight
From the…ocean…and save me—save me…oh… oh…  I’m failing 


I’m drowning in regret…ooh..oh…
Hit the bull’s eye in my heart…embrace the light
And don’t leave me hanging in the abyss…hand me a kite!
Save me before I fall apart…shut out the night
And don’t let the dusk escape us…

I must confess…
I must confess…
I hate to see you abandon the light…
But I’m not the one to save you from the night


Splintering lies fill your heart 
I want to kiss it goodbye…
But you’ve mastered it like a piece of art
I want to kiss the abyss and die…
Dry… I wanna touch the sky with my whole soul
But I’m failing and the end of time has taken its toll
Tainted sorrow…swims around me…I dwell where the waters depart
But the anguish still swarms in my heart…
I’m failing…my heart stops beating
And my desires are fleeting
From my grasp
And the monsters laugh at me…as I fall… 


Embrace the midnight sky…catch me…catch me…
As I fall in death’s arms…I die so cold
And your heart is made of gold

Untangle the darkness & take away the nightmares 
Answer our prayers & block out the night 
Erase the heartaches & wipe away our tears
Unravel Your words of life & delight

Details | Dramatic Verse | |

The Boy Who Smiles at the Sky

There he sits neither brazen nor too shy
The boy who sits and smiles at the sky
He is not moved as those who pass him by
He sits and smiles his head up to the sky

There seems to be some peace to it
Something for us that doesn’t fit
But nature is subdued admit
Admit you couldn’t, wouldn’t thus smile and sit.

Mindless sightless people passing by
Dare not notice it smiling at the sky
Just move on faster doesn’t matter why
There is nothing to smile at in the sky

Pray what is it he’s smiling at
I wonder is It smiling back
He seems to hold something we lack
We lack yet couldn’t, wouldn’t live like that

Some things taught should really make you cry
Not like the one who smiles at the sky
Who lives in reasoning like you nor I 
Is there something in smiling at the sky

What do his eyes now truly see
Is his mind completely free
Does he recall you and me
And me we couldn’t, wouldn’t friends still be

What meaning to time gently passing by
I’d just be that boy who smiles at the sky
As all my treasured memories sweetly die
I turn my hopes and smiling toward the sky

Details | Lyric | |

Our Paths Have Crossed

Our paths have crossed,
When we each had our own sets of rules,
You holding to yours, 
And me thinking I must see my thru,
You had played the game longer, 
And knew better than to lose,
I played the part, 
Of only the blinded fool.

Me, thinking I was smart and not knowing how to gain,
Let you beat me,
Oh such a clever game.

The days of our speaking,
And remaining as friends,
Ended as quickly as it all began.
But with you on your side,
And me on mine,
We knew our paths would cross again,
Somewhere in time.

Now older in years and after bearing the strain,
I'm prepare to do battle again,
But this time with equal gain.

Clever you are and this much I have learned,
Don' t walk on your toes,
Or somewhere I'll get burned.

We'll help each other in our business affairs,
And make it worth our time,
But take caution when you make that first move,
To walk on mine.

Plan your moves with care,
And I'll be doing the same,
Don't expect my friendship,
Or my trust,
For this much, you'll never regain.

Through others our paths will soon cross again,
But this time I won't be in search,
Of a partner, lover nor friend.

Details | Free verse | |

Bao - Yu

<                                         Bao - Yu
                                        precious jade
                                    your angelic font 
                                  cast mirrored images
                                      off stilled pond

                                  orchids in woven hair
                                  garments of satin and lace
                                  you lying in fetal position
                                  upon granite's stone
                                  tell me heavenly Goddess

                                  Why Do You Look So Sad  ?

Written By Katherine Stella

For Rambling Poet's
Reflection Contest 


Name Of This Poem 
Is Entitled
Bao -Yu

Details | Lyric | |

It's Not Over

Don’t say it’s all over (cause it’s not)
“Sorry” won’t cover it…so don’t go on your knees and pray for my forgiveness 
Oh baby…don’t listen to the commotion…I’m done taking cover (it’s all for naught)
I’m plummeting in slow motion…into the remorseful pit…I’m plummeting in my nightmare’s abyss

I want to carry you through the night… 
I’m swimming in the ocean of my tears… 
My sodden wings lost its ability of flight…
You've been swimming in your distress for years… 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we’re breaking bit by bit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to discover 

I want to remind you to fight the good fight…
My misery pools are brewing inside of my head…
I’m backing away from the light & exploring the night… 
You’re giving in to sleep and I’m wide awake on my bed 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we’re breaking bit by bit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to discover 

Please don’t tell me…oh, don’t tell me…darling!
You’re giving up today… (I beg you to stay, despite your inner pain) 
I’m scared I might erupt – it could be quite startling!
Someday, things will change for the better… (Don’t turn the wrong lane)
I’m waiting for that day to arrive – perhaps it will wash away our dismay…

I promise you a tranquil reality 
I want to stray with you tonight 
I still have hope that He’ll set us free
I was wondering if you could stay the night
Maybe the Lord could grant us 
Pure, incredible delight 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we've plunged into our own pit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to gather…

Details | Lanterne | |

Words of SILENCE On the Beach

A footstep so smooth;
A word so candid, yet strong:
A mind, so full of empathy,
came straight up to my heart:
Knock, knock, knock, are we there?
Or, are we still strangers?

The long pile of stories of life,
Unfolded, into your lap, with tears —
Some horrid, some slimy, but all true.
Solutions and steps were put forth:
Knock, knock, knock, are we there?
Or, are we still strangers?

Moments of silence, in tears,
Emotions riding high,
Darkness so deep, fathomless;
Keyboard, whispers, brought hope. 
Life sprouts, naturally,
With light, and manure — right, 
Springing from words of wisdom:
Knock, knock, knock, are we there?
Or, are we still strangers?

A ray of light sprouted, as did life,
From within me; and my words
Grew wings of fire, and sprung
Right onto paper, as poems and news.
Alas, the thrill lasted not long —
Black venom of the fire of Satan
Swirled around me, eating me up: 
Knock, knock, knock, are we there?
Or, are we still strangers?

The silence, construed as disregard,
The lag and the arguments;
Words of war, and then — SILENCE.
Search, search, search…
Life went off action; 
No sound, no light, no life. 
Knock, knock, knock, are we there?
Or, are we — after all — strangers?

Details | Rhyme | |


Like tires in mud,
Like a knife in my chest,
The visions haunt me,
Until I cannot rest.

I hear those voices,
Crowding in my mind,
Fretting over my words and acts,
Afraid of what they find.

Oh the voices do not rest,
Until they have torn me apart,
The visions, voices like knives,
Driven through my heart.

They are always with me,
Morning,  noon, and night,
They may never disappear, 
No matter how I fight.

To the voices I beg,
To please leave me be,
For the visions to stop,
To the voices I plea.

I beg to stop,
And as for mercy,
I am to confess,
That I, 
Am guilty.

Details | Free verse | |

The Justice of the Crossroads

They've hung on him a For sale tag
He's wearing a stale old plastic bag
And the rest of him is in rags
The whole world passes by him
Stops and stares, or points at whim
Mad Marley stands there everyday 
Without  a job without the pay
He knew no place but where he stood 
On that busy trafficked crossing road
He was waiting for something to happen there
Perhaps the justice that the judges couldn't spare
Of some  long forgotten clash of cars 
That had claimed his life and all its hours
So there he stood all the time
As the crowd of cars grew in line
Then one day, a day like any other 
He saw a car hit another
And out fell a man, the man with the scar
Who had killed his wife and children with his car
A drop of blood trickled down the man's nose
Mirroring Mad Marley's teardrops as he rose
He removed his for sale tag and plastic bag
Took out the bullet that, for these 18 years he had, had
And the rusted barrel of the gun
He had sworn he would use to avenge his son

Mad Marley fell on the pavement alone and dead
With the bullet lodged inside his head

Details | Verse | |

Inevitable Bear

Oh lonely Inevitable Bear,
Padding claws, death in white
Sorrow in recurring nightmare
Instinct’s test; fight or flight?

Camouflage against the fence,
A challenge; my subconscious fear
Ominous slowly moving silence,
“Let me in, there’s a bear out here!”

Details | Ballad | |


I see you standing there through the fog looking at me 
Your eyes never leave my face 
What are you seeing?
What are you looking at?
You see me standing here in the mist but you don't come no closer
I can feel that you want to come to me but something's holding you back
Don't you want to hold me in your arms ? 
Don't you want me baby?

Mystery guy come to me 
Clear all this fog in your wake 
I want you 
My body achs for you 
There's so much space between us
Filled with this fog and mystery
Why do you just stand there letting the fog swallow you?

I cry out for you
to run but you just stand there like a statue 
Mystery guy come to me 
Don't stay here in this fog

I'm trying to come to you but someones holding me back
I can see that I'm starting to lose you to the fog
Even though I don't know you 
I can't bear to lose you

It feels as though Iv known you my whole life
Who are you mystery guy?
Fight don't give into the fog
stay with me

Details | Monoku | |

Unseen Beginnings

Death is not the end, but a start of new life

Details | Rhyme | |

Fallen dreams

               I  wish my heart could turn cold and stone,
                  one fine day I would die alone.
                                                      together with my poetic creations,
                            I shall leave behind.
                                       Remember there was a heart so honest and kind
                               To put an end to this pain that has driven me insane.
                                          To think of love in this deserted world,
                                  for I know there is no one to break the curse.
                                              A  shoulder for my tears, Someone  to  hold my years.
                                     Endless  nights  in a lover’s arm, to make my winter’s warm.
                                                    Alas ! I am a song with broken strings,
                                          my hopes are bellied with shattered dreams

Red @ 2012

Details | Verse | |

Philosophical Poetry Week: Transient Tuesday

I am a misprint,
Ink blot on love,
I remain a maybe
Longing for fact,
No speck of lint,
A hand in glove.
Thunder; a baby
Will only react

When you etch
Parallel clouds,
Whistling on cue
To a dead town.
Dream a sketch
Of silent crowds
Becoming you,
This boiling crown

Chews thought
Into flagellation.
Holes in the walls
To spy through,
Seeking a sort
Of bricked-up sun.
A heaven of halls,
All leaving you.

Details | Prose Poetry | |

The color of love

Without him beside me, my future seems so bleak, being naïve, 
i was told he was not meant for me. Ignoring this world of cruelty
and its power tear our world apart. Now sitting i ponder why I being so naïve from the very start

My tomorrow will never come, for I will forever live in his yesterday. Turning my back on the one who loved me in every single way.
Not even time can heal a shattered heart, but I guess somewhere in his heart he loved me after all

Many times I’ve dreamt of him and unable to hide my tears,
As I reminisce that sad day I decide we go our separate ways,
I pinch myself, as in a dream, knowing it is not true,
How could I let go of such a man, no woman would ever do.

I remember the look in his eyes when he dropped by and found my note. Pain crippled on his face leaving such a heart in pain, as he read along “My heart is with you but I will forever be alone, never will you and I share a place of our own. Rejected by all to cross the color line thinking my love is blind".

 If again such a love should come my way, I’d break free of those dark days I’d confess my true heart and reject the rest and  break through this racial barrier and fallow my lovers path wherever he lead to ease this heart that beat to grieve.

Details | Blank verse | |


I have never 
Actually seen all this,
I just fantasize 
In theme parks and pubs,
During an Alumni picnic,
Or while exiting bookshops.

Dreamland concoctions,
Warehoused in letters 
After mundane names
Inherited from 
A not so erudite father,
I would have the blood pumped in,
What goes out
Must, after all be replaced.

Lines and phrases
Twisted through history
This way or that,
Like autumn leaves
In a tornado of dust,
On a sunny day.

Sounds tell me
That life has woken up,
Time for cotton wool
In kidney trays,
Time for squirrels 
To gather nuts.

They will open
This sarcophagus
After me, beyond me,
Let the wisp escape the willow,

They will gather dust.

Details | Prose Poetry | |

the strength of death

O death!!! Why is the 
reason behind your actions 
Where can our oceans meet
That l may accuse you of 
injuctice and wickedness
Why does your action 
transform vibrancy to 
nothing but dust.
Why, why but why?
Why leaving the 
condemned to commit 
more atrocities and 
The just spend but a 
This may be because you 
don't want them to have a 
hard taste of corruption
Through your actions;
Homes are broken,
Hearts are divided,
Tears and pains abound
Think, think, thinkless death

Details | Ballad | |



They’re everywhere
These pretty little creatures
On the serpent road to Exmouth
They be some of the features
Along with Emus, Kangaroos
And handsome birds of prey
These little goats be bountiful
They’re all along the way.

They be domestic goats 
Who’ve gone back to the wilds
Where they have bred one million fold.
As one moves along the miles
These little goats be seen so much
In their many shades and hues
Don’t know where they got their water
It be tough country too.

The weather here be hot and dry
As the sun bakes everything
And mostly here no rain does fall
To drinking water bring.
And yet these goats look healthy as
Such nimble little beasts
You’d see some dead there in the road
As the crows do have their feast.

That be the price of progress
That poor beasts have to die
That be the curse of human beings
Sometimes it makes me cry
Yet still they be so plentiful
These handsome little guys
Another little part of nature
That make love in me rise.

Details | I do not know? | |

I am...

I am a poet writing of my pain
I am a person living a life of shame
I am your daughter, hiding my depression
I am your sister, striving to make a great impression
I am your friend acting like I'm fine
I am a dreamer, wishing this life, wasn't mine
I am a girl who struggles with suicide
I am a teenager, pushing her tears aside

Side note: (Writing for other ladies out there, not so much myself, so don't worry about me)

Details | Free verse | |


It makes no sense to 
Withdrawals what left with yesterday
Anonymous love...
We await the return of the dead,
Wondering what is it on the other side!!
Yet.. Nobody comes, and nobody speaks to us,
Silence overnight,
Without croaking frogs, without sparkling stars..
Only an abstract panel, 
Where the sky with the earth join in the line of sight
Hunger for beauty,
An explosive eager attached to the shoulders of gods,
While funeral prayers embrace yellow autumn leaves.. 
Then I asked you: do you remember when we infiltrated beneath the scrolls of time?
Ambigous destiny awaits my love
Oh, I got my soul in after life...

Details | Ballade | |

Paying back what I owe

Paying back what I owe.

I guess that some are wondering
Why I’m writing all this stuff
About the man John Sherman
Maybe you’ve had enough
But I owe the man so much
He taught me how to be
A man who lives more in the moment
With a heart and soul that’s free.

I was angry, rude and antisocial
I had no friends at all
No one wanted me around
I’d drive them up the wall
With all  my foolish paranoid
And the hatred deep within
I tried with everything I had
To quell the nasty din.

But then I read Johns message
As I did surf the net
He told me ’do one little act!!’
And I have no regrets
That I did take the mans advice
For look at me today
My happiness is my success
And joy, it is my way.

Now I’m a very loyal man
I must pay back what I owe
John and Carla changed my life
So I want the world to know
I make me no false promises
I just say look and see
It doesn’t cost nothing at all
But it made a brand new me.

13 July 2013 @ 1208hrs.

Details | ABC | |


That night, knowing she loves butterflies;
He promised her a visit in fairy disguise,
In doubt that he might, she bought,
Knowing he adores, a sample boat;
Yet she never believed in his fairytale
In the morning, she caught a rare butterfly, 
And pinned it onto the white plastic sail,
Then she began to cry, annoyed by his lie.

Details | Free verse | |

Last Sonnet

Hither I stand, at crossroads,
And then I gaze, at the yonder end-
The vague horizon from where I began;
And all that I may ever deem
Is that- my days
Have been a waken dream.

Hither I stand, at the edge of my dream;
Then I wonder, at the depth of my trance-
An adventurous journey through the wondrous woods;
An idyllic stroll through the vicissitudinous meadow;
And from the final station as I depart,
All that I can ever say, is that
Perpetuation has been a rouge
Of fleeting phases of my life.

Suyash Saxena 
St. Stephen’s College.

Details | I do not know? | |

I'm Tired Of It All

I'm tired of the lies,
I'm tired of the deceit,
I'm tired of the rumors,
I'm tired of it all.

I'm tired of the pain,
I'm tired of all the heartaches,
I'm tired of the break-ups,
I'm tired of it all.

I'm tired of the hatred,
I'm tired of the sadness,
I'm tired of the anger,
I'm tired of it all.

I wish everything was perfect.
I wish everyone could get along.
I wish all the negative things in the world could be tossed away.
I wish, I wish, I wish...but this is reality, and here...NOTHING is perfect.

Details | Rhyme | |

Might these be

Might this be a wonder,
Might this be a sunder,
Might this be the blocker,
Might this be the warder,
Might there be a plunder,
Might it pass the border,
Might there be a dweller,
Might they be lodgers,
Should they be squatters,
Should they be trespassers...

Might they squander,
Might it scatter,
Might this be a sputter,
Might there be a clutter,
Moght there be to many clusters,
Might this be the controller
Mightit get power...?

Might these be handlers,
Might these be forcers,
Might these be the squashers,
Might these be the breakers,
Breaking some of the order...

Might this be a night,
Going to a wretched midnight,
Coming from a raging twilight,
Until these be ended, throughout nighttime,
Later waking from our bedtime,
Maybe dying to see the morning light,
Might this be happening tonight...?

Might there be a knight,
Might there be a fight,
Waiting for a shining might,
Coming from some rainbow's light,
coming slight from the nighttime,
With some waiting for their fly...

Might these fight the ghouls,
Might they get to their goal,
Might this vanish some ghosts,
Whom want all of our souls...

Might this be other things,
Might these be the lives of life,
With some asking, might these be I...?

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When a Man cries Himself to Sleep

When a man cries himself to sleep,
it is a sad sight to see,
tears roll off his cheek
and onto his bed sheets and pillow case.
When you hear his somber cries,
you can feel his pain
when he wimpers like a child who treds in fear.
No one knows what they do to a man
when they play with his emotions,
lead him on,
take advantage of him.
They don't know what they do to an innocent man
looking for love.
They break his heart that is full of love,
they stab him in the back
when he needs them at his most vulnerable moment
they laugh at him, and tease him,
Do they know what they do to a man?
They slowly kill a man, who just wants a simple kiss on the lips,
they kill a dreamer, a good man, with a big heart.
They drive a man to his bed,
with tears running down his face
and force him to dream of nightmares.
When a man cries himself to sleep, 
it is that saddest thing to see.
Goodnight and sweet dreams...

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Diamonds and Milk

Once covered in diamonds, Ive got nothing on this skin but filth
Once my heart was bathed in milk, but now its rotting in s***
Down on my knees, the crushed onyx under skin, burns
Down on my knees, I see the alarm and panic ringing out loud
Just a long road, I keep my face paralell to the ground
Just a long road, I keep my body moving through the sludge
Inferior and covered in dust, I crawl up onto your prayer rug
Inferior and covered in cuts, I inch my way up to your prayer rug
Cracked fingernails, dirty skin, shaded eyes, slow, thick blood
My cracked hands wear your beads through, down to the heart
Once covered in your diamonds, Im nothing more than sin and lust
Once my heart was bathed in mothers milk, but now its failing slow
Down on my knees, tears are mercury pools in my perimeter
Down on my knees, Ill take it, take it out on me
Just a long road, I keep my face hidden, punish me
Just a long road, I keep my body moving, punish me
Inferior and covered in scabs, I just want to crawl up into your lap
Inferior and covered in scars, Ive stopped bleeding, love me now
Cracked fingernails, dirty skin, shaded eyes, slow, thick blood
My cracked hands wear your beads through, down to the heart
Once covered in diamonds
Once bathed in milk
Im cracked open and sore
But please let it hurt some more

Details | Cinquain | |

Eyes On Me???

Eyes on me,
People watching,
In my direction?
Can't they look somewhere else?

Feeling uneasy,
Discomfart rises, too.
Afraid to mess up,
Afraid to fail.

Eyes are on me.
I feel pale.
I freeze.

I don't want
The attention.

Details | I do not know? | |


To a heart that can not yet forget

the moments he spent,

the beats that eventually stopped

at the same moment when

out of that door, people stepped!


To a heart that yet,

does not regret

the dream it lived

for a long time

and now, it woke up

and none of that is aside..


to a dream that turned to a nightmare

to a life that, by that time,

I thought it was not fair

But it repaired what it did,

or so it thought..

or so I don't believe..

But why can't I just forget?


Yet I don't want a turn,

but at least value what is there

what is now in turn..


What makes me hold on

for something that passed long time ago

what makes me forget

the smile that I have drawn now, on..


I don't know..


It must have been real,

or maybe..

I, so believed in dream..


I don't know..


But I thank GOD that this door

is now closed

and even the key,

is lost..

Maybe.. It is just..

Afraid of another fall..

That is for sure


Nothing is guaranteed,

and nothing is totally secured..

But what in hand do we have to do

when days are just passing through..


What is the mystery behind you my heart,

what is there inside of you my soul,

what are you thinking of, my mind

what else do you want

after being alive...


I don't know..


Afraid of tomorrow?

And who cares,

as long as we all unite..

Afraid of a fall down,

why not..

As long as we will stand up STRONG

just as ONE..


Just tell me what is wrong?

why are you so lost..

when the road is well lit around

and you know the way

so why are you lost..


I don't know..

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They said her time had come- Death by insurance

They said her time had come
No place to run
No place to hide
No time for fun
Just an empty vessel inside
Going through the motions
Overwhelming emotions
They said her time had come

They said her time had come
Evil coats
She wants to run
She desires to have fun
Not understanding why she can not play
It is now the month of May
Another denial letter
Another denial to get better
They said her time had come

They said her time had come
Why such looks of sorrow?
She doesn’t understand
For there is always tomorrow
Evil coats
She takes a breath
Smelling all of the flowers
No place to hide
Now literally an empty vessel inside
They said her time had come

Her time had come
Her bald head 
Just four years old
She looks to comfort from her mom and dad
Why do they look so sad?
Evil coats drag them away 
She never got that chance to go out and play
Beep. Beep. Beeep.. Bleeeeep….. 
The room floods with long white coats
Now to heaven this little girl floats
Her time had come

They said her time had come
She was just a name
No money, undeserving of fame
Easy for her to be denied
If only the suits had looked her in the eyes
Who is to blame? 
Sent to the free clinic
Now dead at four
No insurance
Ooops! What a shame…
She could have been saved
Now two parents at her grave
Once a happy family, now destroyed
Because THEY said her time had come

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We aborted the Lamb and Cursed it to Hell

We aborted the Christ a long time ago
What with the successive thousands of gentle fetuses strangled.
Stop stop! Why lament? Let not the wind be rankled
By thy silly bleats and unbaked ego.

Thee killed the Christ
Thee impeded his coming.
Thee cruel beast flaked with lies
O thee daughters of Jezebel’s sinning!

Thee killed him, that young Christ in thy womb
That lamb sent down to our sins loom. 

What did so meek a lamb do to thee, predators?
What vice did he depict, O executors?
There, thee shake those cursed heads of thine.
That lamb committed none, but thee went for its throat.

When thee felt it kick in glee in thee
Thee hastened in terror for that mountain yonder
Where thee crucified him still like done on Golgotha,
Fronted by those lascivious Romans in their creel.

Those Romans were of a less cruel breed
For I watched thee in triple trepidation murder the Christ.
I peeped as thy hands pulled it forth from its manger
While that stiletto went cutting and shredding and  beheading its soft cord.

I watched thee squash its throat:
A young lamb that has neither learned to kick nor croak
Nor mastered the humanness of weeping.
I watched thee young Jezebel, thee came stabbing. And stabbing. And cursing.

I watched thee as the sun set in the East
While darkness fell speedily from the mist
as the sun hid its head in fatal shame,
While thee with the stealth of Lucifer 
Cast that messenger from the heavens two feet below
And again cursed it to the bowels of hell.

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Ring! Ring! The ambiguous sound always stays true
My last year implacable acquaintance is renamed as “who” 
Perfidy to the fidelity is what who do

Ring! Ring! Driving to the next didactic coterie
I pass the car I will transcend, unlike poetry
Where the topic to be… who I see

Which didactic coterie is who in, unfortunately it’s mine
Since my car got a new engine and placed in a faster line
Ring! Ring! Who keyed my trunk and felt it was fine

Ring! Ring! Who I loathe to sit near
Simultaneously, those Medusa eyes should be fear
We used to drive together… as so I hear

Ring! Ring! Time to go home
The inhibition of hate is so close gone
Perfidy to the fidelity, who said it wasn’t wrong

Who wants to re-acquaint because my car has speed
Who was never a friend in need
So why should who be a friend indeed 

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this world is bleak,
everywhere i look is the same
dark and dreary black
and plain boring white

oh how i would miss 
those clear days, that i could ook into the sky
and see for miles and miles
now all the sky is ugly dull and boring

and the color of a red delicious, juciy apple,
all i see i see is a black blob of nothing

but most of all, all the bright different 
flourescent colors of my favorite t-shirt

how dull the world would be
not to see the beauty of someone's eyes.
no baby blues, big browns, or jadey greens
just dull, boring, white, black, and grey.

a bleak world is a boring world.
without color, everything looks the same
everywhere looks the same

no diversity,
no ethnic difference

look at those two people,
are they different?
yes. but you can't see it

this world is bleak

but the thing i would miss the most,
the thing that makes everyone feel good
after the most devestating of times
a rainbow. its colors are what  makes this world, 
sparkle glisten, and shine
after a storm

i think that i shall never see,
something as beautiful as a rainbow.

belak, everywhere i  looks is the same.
this world is bleak
all the colors gone like the wind
on a breezy day.

all i see is dark, dreary, black
and plain, boring, white.

Details | I do not know? | |

On the line.

I put my heart on the line, 
But you hung up.

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"What If... You Lost Everything?" What if your "luck has all run out?" "No one listens" no matter how loud you shout. What if your life has come to "a dead end road." You've lost everything... Even your car's been towed. What if all you have "suddenly disappeared." As the storms of life have “appeared." What if you got on your knees in prayer. Knowing there's a God who really does care. What if you gave Jesus complete control. Giving him your life, heart and eternal soul. What if Jesus gently wiped away your tears. And his peace calmed all anxiety and fears. What if you realized at this moment in time. Jesus is worth more than a large gold mine. What if he restored that you've lost & all that's been tekan. With him on board... You're never forsaken! An abundant life is that he promised to give. And he will enrich your life each day that you live! By JIm Pemberton

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Guilt Overflows

Guilt overflows
with a spark of revilement
its decay spreads like fire, 


binding up in its sticky debris
still surviving
tangled whispers bleeding through me
reminders of a depthless past...
listen to the sobs beneath me, 
the hardness of your ears meet my lips at last
deep inside a heap of lies, 
refusing my cries
you can never see how binded I am...
how blinded I am.
you too cannot cannot see
though your eyes meet me, 
still, you cannot see.
the least you can do is listen
listen carefully,
sight is mere illusion, 
follow the voice intently,
it cries softly, oh so softly...
before it dies away unnoticed 
It whispers steadily, 

Remember me, 

Remember me...

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Barnabas Collins

They visit me here though they think me dead They all think me a long time gone The mausoleum is quiet, with only a dark shadow Creeping upon its ancient walls, and thats of my own The heavy door seems to creek all of sudden I think Outside I hear the sounds of what seems like footsteps I open that very old secret door which leads to my rest And with a heavy heart consumed by this fire, I prepare for the kill But then, outside, there is no one, no one is there No one out there now to steal from me this time in here Outside now I catch only the furtive and dark shadows As I hear the lonesome cry of a howling wolf or hurting bird I dart quickly another look again to my ancestral and cold coffin My fateful resting place is one more time again safe No friend nor foe to release me to free me tonight from my woes And from all of my black and torturous betraying thoughts I, Barnabas Collins, I stand here in all this darkness alone As I close my weary eyes for another moment and rolling time Then again I hear the wind moaning and hear the wind weeping The dogs are howling and my wounded heart abates in the wind They're my only companions in my endless and perpectual sorrow. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2010 July 22, 2010

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I Never Knew

I never knew that you loved me so, 
you never really let me know.  You
always tried to pretend that you were my
love until the end. 

Then one day when you confess to me,
that all I was in your sight was a tiny
little pea.  That you know how much damage
these words did to me.

I never knew you thought so less of me
and now, I know this is the way it will be.
You never told me not once before that 
you were planning on walking out that door.

I never knew you had all these feelings and
emotions about me inside of you, they are
so terrible until I am really afraid of you.
Is this something you planned to do?

I never knew a person can pretend so well
and all along was nothing but hell.  You made
me think that I was alright with you and there
were nothing going wrong because you were

All of this has been corrupt, now I got a taste
from your bitter cup and it is enough.  Now
my love I never knew that you were the one
I loved so much and yet in still you caused
me so much pain and hurt.

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6 a.m

It is time to wake- 
After being bludgeoned by sleep.
A quick brush 
And a quick wash
Off to the bus-stop in a quick rush.

It’s another day 
To work for a pay
Loose soap lather-
Sticking senselessly by the tip of the ear
And white Vaseline still to sink in the hair.

This life is a rush
Get late and get fired
No one cares if you are tired
Or couldn’t spare the time for a notch.

Brown suit,
Black trouser
Loosened zipper
Man! You are a walking sleeper.

We all filed-up
Looking like men heading for the concentration camp,
Yawning helplessly from an unfinished sleep.
This city life,
Is just a life of strife.

We hop on the bus,
So eager to seek solace in its confines.
Heads hanging loosely,
Snoring trumpets at its crescendo.

11 p.m

Free from the day’s toil
But held captive by Lagos traffic.
Sweating and panting from heat,
Squeezed like a crumpled note at the back seat.

Dinner on third-mainland Bridge,
A stick of gala and Asala*
With a bottle of water to quench the hunger.
It’s business time for the street urchins
From Iyana-oworo to the bridge that links Alapere,
They disguise as beggars-
Or hide in the shade of dark like scavengers
Watching out for victims to prey on.

The day weans itself away;
Broken down vehicles,
Long tankers stealing the lanes,
Pedestrians ignoring the bridge,
Hawkers shouting their wares,
Tanker horns blaring like hooting train.
Six to Eleven of our lives
Stolen by the struggle to survive.
Office pressure and less leisure,
Street madness and no cure.
Traffic Thieves,
Problematic Passengers,
Howling Hawkers,
And Lazy-ing LASMA**
All add to this insanity.

* A Yoruba dialect for Walnut 
** LASMA reference to Traffic Officials of Lagos State

© Ayinla Muyideen Adeleke

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Cave dweller

Cave Dweller.

Once there lived a little man
A dwarf yet smaller still
Who lived within a little cave
All cold and darkness filled
He'd lived there such a long, long time
And knew he nothing more
That there was nothing better he was sure.

Then this maiden fair and beautiful
She ventured in his cave.
Her eyes were blue like crystal gems
For her most men would crave.
When the little man discovered her
With the candle in her hand
He saw a nymph so beautiful and grand

The maiden told that lonely man
About the beauty of the world
She spoke about the wings of a butterfly
All Gossamer unfurled
And she spoke of lush green meadows
And the flowers by and by
That lady spoke, her tone so very wise.

But that dwarf when she had finished
Sadly sighed and shook his head
For the thought of leaving his snug cage
Did feel his heart with dread
And he told that lady wistfully
That her fine land was not for he
For he was born to live this misery.

Socrares Dec 8 2003.

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Today Time Stood Still

Today time stood still, I could see existence in its clearest form. A vibe of coldness and silence, yet peaceful and reassuring, you could almost imagine it to be the same feeling of initial death. 

The curse of knowledge and intelligence is you know too much. Sometimes that ignorant bliss seems attractive, but even if given the choice I would not go back, as the more I learned the more i seeked. 

I pray for humanity and the will of the people, the story draws close to the end and with hope I watch . . . in the end good will always prevail, Amen

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Her children are still at rest .
through the frosty window beholds the mother
the feeble rays of the waning sun.
Taken aback by the hovering clouds
as her daily chores remain undone.
Yet another day of futility
Equations lack parity
and remorse fills the rift
a life with bargained voices
constantly feeds the flesh
and insanity veils  the wounds.
This gaol seems a heaven now
and all the sinister chores rejoice within
the door is locked and once again it
resounds with the same nocturnal hymn

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A smudge on the mirror
Thats all I can see
I cant see the eyes staring back at me
My vision is blurred
My sight unclear
Why cant I see when I am so near
To the person on the other side
Still I cant see the tears she's cried
Before me the image is a lie
For it can only show the outside
Not the truth that's held inside
Behind the eyes that I cannot see
For the smudge is keeping it hidden from me

Details | Rhyme | |

It's Something...

The light of my depression,
The joys of my sorrow.
What's coming my way?
I'll know by tomorrow.

Details | Bio | |

The Man Behind the Mirror

Behind the mirror, the man is seen Where on our streets surrounded, Friends Thousands met cold, untimely death With screamed echoes of souls unrest Bullets flied, guns blasted ceaselessly Children dead in their mothers’ arms Father, for his lost son searched Found him only, with parts cut in shreds. Behind the mirror, was the man there? Our Young children, to soldiers turned Educated only in field of war Guns carried, bigger than they can bear Faught battles, of no cause but fear To read or write, they dared not do But to shoot or kill, well informed they were. The man behind the mirror, how did he rest? Our babies, dead while he sound slept In his glorious, paradise mirror he kept Still offered nothing, but violence more Promised, inflicted upon innocents, murder If anyone dared open their mouths to speak Or, if orders came of his seat to render. Behind that mirror, my freedom he took Our homes Burned; our stores looted Citizens, chased out of a land to love Forced into exile for years so many Adapted to a culture so not ours From scratch, we started to build Until bit by bit, we rose so high above Like an eagle, up up and away. The man behind the mirror, for him I always blame The color so dark, on our backs stained Bruises so deep, forever left to heal Visions of his bloody watch, repeatedly, us plagued Flashbacks of dear ones loved, Snatched, And palmed away by cruel, hateful death With tumbled bodies over bodies All soiled up into one tiny hole. Behind that mirror, the man will always be With blissful look in his red, budging eyes Wishing evil gleefully, with a dark smile His laughter,joy, through my anguish I see My heart beats fast, like a thunder sound And the more my hate for him increase Oh how I wish, that mirror came crashing down Then, a taste of his own medicine, he shall get

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Distant Thoughts

 I cannot concentrate, my mind wandering
This day, my heart has been unsettled
The secret that I must carry 'round with me
Plays upon my mind and will not set me free

Here among the trees, breeze rustling  the leaves 
Laughter comes to me, calling from the past
The seasons have come and gone along the way
Yet I will keep my secret, forever and a day


Details | I do not know? | |


A witness to screaming silence
Bloody visions of dreams in violence
A wishful trap to seduce
Hiding behind a door within recluse
Nothing becomes what already has
Reality unfreezing blowing past
Leaves that fall search for wind
Against thy fate your unable to defend
A scream by visions unable to sustain
Into the mouth of madness I seek to maintain
Whatever it takes is the key to pretend
Yet a brand new start forbidden to begin
Words that are said remain behind
Treasures forgot so easy to find
Beyond my lessons explain my reasons
Just as whispering winds change with seasons
I escape my pleasure and acquire so much pain
Everything to loose which is all to gain
Enslaving madness within a dream
Forever changing things that seem
Social insult becomes the only one
Mixed together escaping fun

Details | Free verse | |


In the midst of conclusion,
this breathtaking, last sight.
Fitting the peace of final sigh,
the picture perfect landscape
spread out beneath a sky clear as Heaven’s light.

The vastness of nature’s reach and the danger of death
combined in dance creates an epic last note
in which one edge of balance will topple onto the other.

In a flash, my past performs a scene
to the rhythm of panic
as I’m held on edge by the arms of a murderous heart,
refusing to let me fall to forgotten love,
telling me to hold on…
Beyond the threshold of the rugged horizon
Heaven's gates beckon.

Should I let go?
To die inside myself or to live in slavery?

I look up to the now brilliant, crystalline sunset.
Time is running out for choice
as bloodied hands lose their foothold.
I look back to see the shadows multiplying,
encompassing the hope of life. 

As night chokes the permeating beams, 
I shut my eyes
and give up the fight that was never mine…

Details | Rhyme | |

Self Made Demise

Is it really hard to understand 
I am just looking for a man
One that sees the world like me
Offers his heart humblely
I will cherish and protect 
Give back to him what I get
Hoping its not just me
Drifting in this lonely sea
Been floating out here for years and years
Fighting not to drown in my own tears
This ocean I find myself drifting in 
Was created from unintentional sin
My eyes cried this reflecting pool
Due to all the times I played the fool
Will I ever feel the ground again 
Or does a boat come pull me in
Save me from my self made demise
See the sun through cloudy skies
May the warmth come cure my pain 
Stop these eyes that pour like rain

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Who Am I

Who am I?
I don't know.
Maybe I'm the sky.
Or something dark and low.

I have a past.
Of course I do!
One that is always lost.
One that reminds me of what you have no clue.

My past is something dark.
My personality is bright.
I am a black lark.
I am a white light.

I am mysterious, and lost.
Happy, but yet very sad.
To escape has a high cost.
And it will drive you mad.

But for those who think they know me, 
Don't know anything yet.
What I could tell you and make you see, 
Would shock you I bet.

My life was painful.
And it still is today.
It was never beautiful,
And there is only one way.

One path.
One death.
One life.
And its all over.

There is no more of me.
I died long ago.
And now my soul tells me,
As the cold winds blow,
That you need to take strife,
Find help,
Save my life, At the sound of my yelp.

Who am I?
I don't know.
But what I do know, 
Is that you'll find out soon enough.

You'll find out when I tell you.
Then, I can start off new.

Then I'll find out who I am.

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Missing You

I yearn to see the stars twinkle in the midnight sky when I’m with you
I’m waiting faithfully
I’m drowning in the solitude, missing your enthralling company  

Details | Pastoral | |

Death To Sin


God accepts' us all
Even the little baby child
He cast thee of robber's
And scourges'
     For them,
Life is just not worth
Life is not forgiving
But, He will always'
Transverse the Earth
Decitful feast
      Of wonder
The very which thing
That which puts' man
    All asunder
Leaving me to wander
And threw His day of
   Reap and plunder
The scourge of the earth
    Doth' not wonder
All that's left for him 
          Is nothing
All of His empty
Tis there by renderded
As sin' is to be no-more
        For-ever and more...


Details | I do not know? | |

I Saved You

I worry about you,
Especially when you talk that certain way.
You have that sadness in your voice,
And claim you want to throw your life away.

I'll tell you this:
Life is a raging fire,
Something that is constant and dangerous
Not a calm horizon bliss.

For all the things that are now,
Is what makes up who you are.

Not the lies and deceit from others in your past,
Not the torture of living with whomever your living with,
Not the pain that you heart has been through,
Not the sadness of thinking you're an outcast.

What is here and now,
In this moment of this day,
From the time you wake up,
Til the time you rest and lay.

Forget yesterday,
Think about now.
Know that people love you and care,
Even if THEY don't show how.

But I saved you,
I saved you from making a mistake.
I'm glad you're here and alive,
For to lose you, would be like losing a part of my life.

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A Daunting Manifestation of the Human Eye

We dare not look! 
We dare not stop! 
We dare not ponder!
Beyond the skin, to a humdrum is a no man’s land,
Build and soothed by the malevolence of such a spellbinding hand,
Forging us, shaping us,
Building us, soothing us and molding us,
Is the potter and his evil hand,
Until, Until we are part of his clan.
Until, until he has prevailed in his nightly plans.
It’s but a satins eye, that’s stirs the malicious fire,
And he the potter, with hot vivacious stick adds life,
To such a vigorous Fire, never to tire.
Until, Until we are part of his clan.
Until, Until he has prevailed in his nightly plans.



Details | I do not know? | |

I Hate You Like*

I hate you like the Eclipse of the sun and moon====== 
Lightning, thunder, twisters,and Hurricane # 7 destruction upon my hate====

I hate you like the father who walked out on us======
Hating you is the only way we can relate========== 
Fire, burn, heat , and smoke, igniting the hate in flames=== 

I hate you like the lion who can't wait to devour his prey===== 
I hate you like ivy with poison to irritate ===============
I hate you indeed, deeper than the abyss in space=========
Black, ebony, coal, and darkness you fell in my pit of hate==== 

I hate you and dispise all your living ways==========
I hate you because I want to==========
I hate you and nothing compares================ 
I hate the living guts out of you ================ 

*Written by: P.D. as a request from me (an opposition to my original poem: I Love You 
Like)...thank you P.D. for your awesome talent

Details | Narrative | |

All About Her

I dont know much about her
but I heard she wasnt that talkative
She didnt like being alive
She was numb to all the pain she had to go through

I heard she didnt like anything that was green
She ate roman noodles everynight for supper
She always wore flannels and bellbottoms
Sometimes i seen her wear dresses and fancy tops
But lately shes been wearing band shirts

She wears converse shoes and uses an army bag for school
I know that she dosent like to communicate through talking... only through her peoms
or sometimes even her songs.

I see her drawing and painting all the time
She draws famous people
She would like to be famous and not so unknown
When she tries to speak to anyone they always walk away and leave her alone

When she gets home she goes upstairs to play her bass guitar
She hates chocolate cake but loves chocolate
Her family left her behind because she cant forget her past

Sometimes when shes alone she contemplates the meaning behind her life
Her favorite color is gray because her life is black and white
Everything she says is false according to the world

She is not so innocent
I understand that she dreams about the perfect life
When she opens her eyes they are pitch black

She is someone that is fake
She acts nothing like she should
She is very grungy and unclean

She knows of no safety
and of no time
Her life is smashed into pieces by the giant sun

She will always be a ghost
She knows of no god
She crawls around in the world of death
She remains forgotten

Details | I do not know? | |


I RUN from FEAR.



I FIGHT cause of FEAR.

I'm FAR from you.

I'm SCARED cause of you.

You're the FEAR that I HUNT.

You're the FEAR that I FIGHT.

You're the FEAR that SCARED me for LIFE.

*Comment if you have any thought and if you like it. oh and some of the poems i write arn't 
always my feelings. their some times just to get through other people so they can have 
something to read that just fit's them.*


Details | Rhyme | |

The Man

I lie awake on the floor,
Hoping he won't open the door.
Fear zip-lining through my spine,
My courage not willing to climb.
My memory spins,
As he would slowly lift my chin.
Why again?
Doing it as if a trend.
Listening for his deep breath,
Stained with the death of meth.
My heart beating faster,
Not willing myself for another disaster.
Left eye still stitched up,
After telling the doctor it was a wood-shop cut.
"You disgusting whore,
Get to the floor!"
He would always holler,
As if I were an animal wearing a collar.
Looking out my caged windows,
Wishing I could hide away in my pillow.
Hoping he's gone,
Hoping, this one time, I'm not wrong.
As a car pulls in,
I picture the man lifting my chin.

Details | Rhyme | |

The Trouble Tree

Years ago near New Orleans
There lived people who were not free
So every night they would gather
To leave their worries at the Trouble Tree

The Trouble Tree was a giant magnoila
With fragrant blossoms snowy white
As the sweet perfume filled the air
They would sing and dance in the pale moonlight

Every day they worked for the master
Picking cotton  or planting corn
Late at night they would gather
And sing and dance 'til early morn

The Trouble Tree grew deep in the bayou
Hidden away from you and me
The only ones who knew it's power
Were those people who were not free

Many years have come and gone
And all the people should be free
But I'm sure there are many of us
Who wish we had a Trouble Tree

Details | Verse | |

Our Last Path

Walking down our straight narrow path 
Hand in hand 
We enjoy our last seconds 
With no pressure no demand 
Our path's have always been dark 
We have both left our mark 
On the worlds pains and desires 
We both made mistakes 
Our sentence; To burn in hells fires 

Both we do not wish goodbye 
And we ask please don't cry 
You never saw our pain on the outside 
You could only see it in our eyes 
We are not leaving to run off and hide 
We are leaving to live, to fulfill our suicide 

Staring deep at each others eyes 
We know that this will be the last time our hearts die 
This is our last and final decision 
We are at the end of our path, where we first met 
That's something i hope we will never regret 
Let's take our last kiss; 
This cruel world we will never miss 
As a dying flower let's take our last breath 
To once again meet 
In our love and our death 

Beside each other do we lay 
Hand in hand 
Beneath the ground 
To lovers is what we will stay 
With love as our tombs sound

Details | I do not know? | |

Whispers In A Cursing Wind

Whispers in a cursing wind
Anger in stormy skies
Rain falling like mournful tears
Fear in the heart
Panic and torment
in the mind.

Peter Dome.Copyright.2012.

Details | Lyric | |

Complicated Love

My life is so complicated,
It feels as if I'm neither loved nor appreciated.
This feeling I have inside of me, 
it burns...

To imagine the touch of his soft skin against mine,
It's like I'm running back and forth through time,
'Cause it's never gonna happen again...

To hear his voice whispering in my ear,
It would be as if I'm reliving that one special year...

I'll never forget the words he said to me...

"I Love You, Baby"...

It makes me cry, even thinking of it now,
As if I'm gonna die and won't remember how...

The feelings I have for him will remain the same,
Even though it makes me feel stupid and insane...

I'd give my life for him,
I'd just lay it on the line, 

I'd give my life for him,
To let him know the heart that he'll always have is mine

Just to show much

Details | Ballad | |

The forest of grief

The forest of grief:

At night I can hear the pain filled screams coming from the forest of grief. Longing, despair, and terror seeps in from the thick tree line into my bedroom window.

Their inhuman wails send chills down the nap of my neck rendering me unable to move. 

“What horrible events accrued inside this desolate place?”

No vegetation, growth, or life exist.
Only the suffering from distant pasts.
Time itself seems to be halted by the walls of the dense forest that shelter its ghostly inhabitants.

“Do they know death?
Do they know of the life they once led or can they even hear their own horror filled cries?

I do, I feel every heart breaking emotion as I lay in wait for dawn to break.”

There is no rest for them or me, the lonely women who tends the forest of grief.

Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Lost in the Mirror

am I


are you


am I


are you


am I


are you


am I


are you


am I


are you


am I


are you


am I


are you

Details | Lyric | |

Tears of a Runaway

Tears of a Runaway

Blinded by these tears;
Choking on my useless words;
Heart racing like a horse;
Lungs gasping for air.

I long for that happiness
That I once felt.
Instead, painful memories
Are coming back to hurt me.

Running away
Sounded like a good solution,
Even though I may trip and fall.
I'll just keep on running, 'til I can't run at all.

I trip and completely fall down,
But I don't get up this time.
I’m just lying on the ground, now,
Crying ‘til I can’t cry anymore…tears.

Blinded by these tears;
Choking on my useless words;
Heart racing like a horse;
Lungs gasping for air.

I don’t know what to do now.
I’m just paralyzed on the ground;
Except that I’m also shaking
From all the crying that I’m doing.

Running away
Wish I could say
That I would stay.
But, God, just please help me?

The coldness is wrapping around me
Like it’s a frozen blanket.
Trapped in this cold, cold world
And in my mind, memories swirled.

Blinded by these tears;
Choking on my useless words;
Heart racing like a horse;
Lungs gasping for air.
As I lie here,
I wonder
What it would be like
If my life was happier.

I can’t really say for sure
What would be going on.
But if my life was happier,
I wouldn’t be singing this song.

I once felt that warmth and comfort,
But now it’s gone.
And it’s been so long
That everything in my life now is wrong.

I’m blinded by these tears;
Still choking on my useless words;
My heart still racing like a horse;
My lungs still gasping for air.

These are the tears of a...runaway

Details | Free verse | |

Diamond In The Rough

The Diamond in the rough has been lost in the masses of panicked flesh
He looks through the eyes of the unnoticed,
He thinks with the questioning of his being,
He only looks to escape the day

The Diamond in the rough only leaves in the night
bereft of joy he entraps his plight
He makes music alone waiting for pain to escape
he looks in the mirror and cries at his face

the Diamond in the rough he's escaped far away
He's tired of the masses he sticks to like clay
He walks the silk plains and travels alone,he's severed all contact with his past and his home

His potential may be realized and maybe it won't
He writes in his soul what his eyes have absorbed
They hear it and like it but they always want more

His soul's been exchanged by demons in suits
For MTV slots, platinum plaques,drugs,sex, and a bust in a room

The Diamond in the rough,no longer there lies
but he's had enough he's decided to fly

The fame and the fortune has darkened his day
It's tragic, but masses proclaim him cliche'

He knew they would view him as weak,and then scared
Nothing else mattered he was always prepared

He couldn't fear fear any longer inside
Alone in a tower a diamond he died

Details | Free verse | |

The mask we wear

It is that of a man’s heart to which he follows.
But that of the lord our God that guides our steps.
It is the beauty we find in one another.
As I have found this in you.
It is there we seek our true lives as we strive.
That of our soul to which cries out for love.
It is life’s trials to which make us stronger.
But our hearts we defy as we suffer.
It’s there we die inside from the rejections.
Not just love but the life we have to live.
It’s that of the people we try to impress.
Only to find out we are far different in life.
But it is there we lose ourselves to.
As each one put themselves higher then others.
We are all equal in the sight of God.
Why can we not be equal on the face of the earth?
Why does each man think they have to be vain?
Especially when we all bleed the color red from our veins.
It is in this life we only live once.
Why can I not be me instead of someone dictating for me?
It’s because each person wants to control us and what we do.
Instead of worrying about themselves and what they do.
It is there I fight for freedom and rights I have in this life.
As I stand as a rebel, alone in this life.
But it is there I am strong and without blemish you see.
Because I have the greatest gift of all.
And that is God is here with me.

Details | Prose Poetry | |

The Golden Fertility of the Harvest

He is the sinking of the final red orange sun of the glowing summer 
Warmth no longer oozing and seeping into the pores as I lie bare under the skies 
Jeweled dewdrops on the morning grass to dampen bare feet all softness under  
And the shimmer on the surface of the lakes like the diamonds in your eyes 

He is the golden cusp pf Autumn's Fertility 
The ritual dance of the scarecrow in the breezes 
(Straw coming loose and flying towards you, most certainly 
will brush up against you and tickle before he ceases)  
And this thinner less lumpy all seeing scarecrow  
Seems to be in no remorse: his knowing face will always grin  
And his arms will always be raised in a wave to show 
He will protect the yellow brown stalks that bend before him 
He is the crisp wind that caresses the crinkled foliage 
Their rustling like long flowing skirts on a 1940s ballroom floor 
These winds chill the fingers and toes and your face with the stinging red roses  
Yet when winter beckons the retreating light, we will be frozen at its core 

He is silent snowfalls and many winter moons  
And the brown earth beginning to expose itself  
The uncoiling of green and mud beginning to ooze  
And all new life breaking free from its fragile shell

Details | Rhyme | |

Within these Walls

Always closing the window,
cursing someone's shadow.
Always alone,left with nothing to do.
within these walls, I'm simply blue.

It's a place where I remember my past.
A smile that didn't last.
It's where I can dream,write and sing.
But He's the only one witnessing.

within these walls I let everything out.
My anger,my tears,my desires but can never let it out.
and w/ a paper and a pen,
writing it all down, the question of "How & when?"

within these walls I hide my light.
The beauty,the madness & the serenity,kept it here every night.
what are my chances in this shallow world?
who will awaken me in my own little world?

Am I just in disguise outside these walls?
should I chase m,y dreams & answer all His signs & calls?
One day I know that within these walls will be shown.
And I'll be prepared to share it to the world & let others be blown.

But now is not the time,so I'm gonna stay here for awhile.
let my songs,poems & time heal my next journey in a mile.
because for now,within these walls is a secret & a mystery.
But I swore to myself that someday when I step out,I'll be ready.

Details | I do not know? | |


Deafening silence,
Roaring whispers,
Just within earshot.
Telling stories,
Asking questions,
About what is and is not.
Frantically jumping, 
Back and forth,
Looking for answers.
Feeling surrounded,
Feeling scared,
Stuck in a circle of shadows.
Darkness sunk,
Within the cracks,
No sign of hope.
Needing to break,
Wanting to scream,
Find some way to cope.
Exceeding the limit,
The cracks spread farther apart,
And all is lost,
In the shadows of the unknown.

Details | Free verse | |

The crystal ball

The crystal ball is placed on a pedestal
shows the immediate future. 
I saw two faces in it.
One face was happy with tears in his eyes and
one face was sad with shine in his eyes.
The crystal ball is broken. 
How many years is it unfortunate?

Details | I do not know? | |


Three months is date 
Six months our hearts pulsate 
Ninth month is here
If there isn't hate
Then soon will be a year  
We're really to believe it to be fate? 

Smothering ourselves in this theory 
A concept based solely upon the idealistic "soulmate" 
By this, we incorrigibly infatuate 
Neglecting what's real 
Ignorantly becoming our own hostages 
Essentially an internal inmate 

Prisoners who fear 
And self mutilate 
We're sitting patiently as we wait
And wait
Just to wait

Playing these games we're burdened to tolerate
Causing confusion 
Creating heartache

But in the end I'm betting all that I've got
Betting on the most evident of facts 
As I'll always be the first to call... 


Details | Pantoum | |


Suffocated, strangled, I struggle.
Drowning a hundred feet under sea,
Wrapped in an abyss of darkness
I hope to breathe.

Drowning a hundred feet under sea,
The swim toward the surface never seem to end,
I hope to breathe,
Gasping for air I desperately miss.

The swim toward the surface never seem to end
I could see the sky, almost feel its warmth,
Gasping for air I desperately miss,
I stretch out my hand as far as I can.

I could see the sky, almost feel its warmth,
Wrapped in an abyss of darkness,
I stretch out my hand as far as I can,
Suffocated,strangled, I struggle.

Details | Ballad | |

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nothing gold can stay.
Sometimes u find it slips away,
Something close that u can touch,
But in the end it was to much,
Like a flood flowing through a city,
Life is hard when u live in pity,
Things may be good but turn bad,
Sometimes it makes u really sad,
Days and nights may go,
Just have to live life nice and slow,
Maybe somethings may not be right,
Its never good to pick a fight,
Sometimes u find it slips away,
Nothing gold can stay.

Details | Couplet | |

The Deadly Dart

Wherever I go through out my whole life,
I end up struggling with lots of strife.
Thinking that my life is a total waste,
Wanting it to be over in a haste.

I can feel the pain inside my own heart,
Like someone through at my a deadly dart.
The wound is easing deeper and deeper,
Will the pain ever stop getting bigger?

Feeling emo is never a good thing,
Cutting your arm makes a really bad sting.
Blood is dripping from my arms and my heart,
Failing to dodge the largest deadly dart.

Drowning in all the lies and self pity,
I live each day but always feel sh*tty.
I have lots of thoughts about suicide,
But then I think about those who have died.

Those who have died not just from suicide,
But also those who are really nice guys.
...This "poem" was actually suppose to be a couplet (on any thing you want) for my english 
class but i made this kind bcuz i was feeling emo that day...and also after i was done i read it 
over and it almost sound like a rap song which, i guess, is kinda funny and cool.........

Details | Free verse | |

Me My soulmate

I , i in a blue sea
In the sea i am flying
Sometimes on sky i am swimming 
Down on earth i am in dark 
In a cave i am searching for light 
In the noise i am searching for silence 
Then i go to forest 
Under a tree i find myself 
I look in my eyes , the eyes which are full of fear
I look at my lips with a smile.
I touch my face 
When i touch my face 
Suddenly i feel a hand on my shoulder 
When i turn around, its an other me standing infront of me
When i see my eyes , in my eyes i see strength 
But in my hands i see blood
When i see the blood
Everything fade in black
I am on sky with a white wolf staring at me
In wolf's eyes i find myself 
I follow the wolf
Everything fade in white
I find myself in a room 
I am on my bed nothing around
So calm it is 
I am too alone
I thought it was a dream
But when i look at my hands
I find the blood 
In my dream i met the reality
I met different faces of me..
The reality which i am hiding inside
Hiding me, me as my soulmate...

Details | Free verse | |

The soldier, the war, and I

The soldier, the war, and I

Today I am home and thinking to my self..
What would I be doing if I had a soldier coming home to me and my family?
What would I be doing if I was the soldier looking to going home to my family?
And then, I look back at all the years passed since this last war..

Many children have grown to become men, Others have grown to become soldiers
Where would I be if I had gone to the war and fought for my country?
Where would I be if I had gone and came back safely?
Where would I be if I had not gone at all because I was not qualified to go?
Would I be with my family or in a hospital injured?
Would I be standing proud, and laughing with my friends and family?
Or would I be dead, as I never got to come back?

Today I am home and thinking to myself..
Thinking of all of those brave soldiers, children still
Who are out there, suffering.. And some ill

Today I am home and thinking to myself..
How many woman are crying because of their gone loved ones
How many men are crying for their loved and missed ones
How many children are fatherless or motherless, or both!

And at the end I stop. I think no more..
I am grateful for the things I have, 
I am grateful for the people who surround me...
And I am sure grateful to never have gone to a war; yet, 
I sure appreciate the thoughts, courage, life, and suffering
Of all of those who have been touched by it.

Details | Free verse | |


his eyes tell me he loves me
yet he can never seem to utter the words
but I know

his fingers lace through mine so intricately
yet the warmth they emanate feels cold
because I know

his body conforms to mine perfectly as we make love
yet his heart is nowhere near
for I know his true intentions

his angelic lips make my heart skip a beat
yet they never meet mine
because, then, he will know that I know

he does not love me fully
he lacks a beating heart
he is missing a conscience clear of meteor-like holes
and he neglects to care as much as he truly wishes he could

because I know
he is not human, though not a monster
his is not a man, though nothing short of a gentleman
he is here for a purpose that only I understand
and he sees my awareness

my beautiful, soulless, immortal

I live for you

Details | Free verse | |


They say this will all make sense one day
He told me words of mind, words of worlds,
with the sound so familiar, echoing that we are not alone
I gazed, trying to find the hint, the rise.

From the window i watched, looking on the inside of your world
Such terror you see, and all i could find
were perfect skies, reflecting what is out there
But from your window, you knew these skies were hanging low

Our time was endless. Your spirit was forever.
Stuck to my heart, i never felt the hit.
As i rose above, i never thought i'd fall.
I never thought the ring worn so tightly around my finger would live on,
as you passed by.

Never, i would tell myself.
I would never forget, or replace our laughs.
The sound of our interrupting thoughts, 
clashing at one another like a runaway train against soft rain.

We had lost our maps. We had lost all sight. All sanity.
The storm arose, as i sat in bed breathing.
My body aching, thoughts numbing my mind.
When will i wake from being awake?

Lying in a puddle, i search for the answers.
I beg for solutions, while tumbling over faults of my own.
Emotions tangled up inside of my stomach
like a ball of rubber-bands
Toxic to my health, they try to retrace the bonds
but they don't know where to start.

Nothing left but memories, All that's left is a four letter word.

Details | Rhyme | |

secret crush

be still my heart just hush
ill get rid of this big bad crush
if only you knew how much i care
the kind of love i have for you is rare
you dont even know my hearts on fire
and that your the one that i desire
i dream of kissing your lips
but when i wake away you slip
be still my heart just hush
ill get rid of thei big bad crush
i wish i could tell you how i feel 
then your touch i wouldnt have to steal
you would be mine
with our hearts and body intertwined
i wouldnt have to dream
and i could be with you always
i wouldnt have to scheme
this secret is hard to keep
into my heart its etched deep

Details | Verse | |

The Moth

Through tomes of strange mythology
   Floats music sweetened by the gods;
And secrets wrapped in mystery
   Dance daringly where knowledge nods.

My very soul I'd gladly sell
   (Were there a devil in a hell)
To learn the truths within that tune --
   But tiny wings can't touch the moon.

Details | Couplet | |


They took him away, I don’t understand
He was wrongly accused, I’m taking the stand
They said he was bad, was that all they could say?
He was actually good; isn’t that a shame
He suffered badly;  can’t believe he didn’t won
Ten years in prison, now this is wrong
He payed the price, can you live with that?
Keep questioning yourself, did he take that shot?
They said life is too short, I’m disagreeing with that
I think life is unfair and that’s a fact.

Details | Narrative | |

Honor of Friendship-Part One

In glowing light you saturate them in words of precious gold, honors adorned by you electing them to be your true friends. Telling me that you adore them, love them, so; that they listen quite often to what you say, that you can tell them anything without fear of them judging you and all the while I listen to such high praise. As you bestow upon them the highest honor one can receive from you-the gift of true friends- I listen, but I can’t help it as my mind wonders ‘where do I fit among those you praise’? Between the lines I remain, unsure as to where I truly belong.
Can I find myself; the monster, the witch, amongst these silver knights of yours, or shall I stay hidden, beside myself watching, loving, caring for you from afar?
I never really know just where I stand; I don’t know what or who I am to you.
But on you go about them, your true, amazing friends as I listen, secretly listening wish I too, could make you so happy. I hope that maybe someday, you will see just what you mean to me, that you’ll understand you are my one true friend-My best friend. The only one who has stayed by my side? And I’ll continue to listen to you. Continue to read all you write for the others, and I’ll continue to give you all I have until you hold the entirety of my heart in your hand until there’s nothing more of me but emptiness and all I have you shall receive, as it’s reserved for just you until the very last breath I have leaves me.
Never will you really know how your lack of words is so much louder than any words that could ever be spoken. But still I keep everything for you because you are everything to me-my best friend, the only one to have ever stuck around…I so wish I could do the same, but I am not like the others. I am the nothing that fills the empty space around you, the nothing that hovers and clings to you like a leech. I am a nobody, a nothing but a ‘someone’…
A someone unknown to most, a someone who cannot express a damned thing in a way that makes sense.
But still I sit by you, I stand by your side and hope you know I am here for you; always here forever. If ever you need someone to lean on, someone to carry you up the mountain of turmoil…I will.

Details | Quintain (English) | |

No room for Crybabies pt 1

Prologued:  Before granny left....she used to sing to me a song..{that I'll} "that I will
never forget."  'Son...I'll be going on Home....soon', "but there will be someone who will
take care of.......You.."  {I say}..."But gran-ny....whoo-wo-wwhooo will take care of you,
and where are you going....(?)"  "Because me and john-boy wants to go with you". Tears
are (slowly) druel-ll-ling-g down her ...sweet-ol-face, she see's the the corner
of my eyes, and she graps my hand and she tells me to (hush)..."hhuuu-sss now boy and Promised - Me."  That you will take good care of your....Mother_____"and your (lil) cann't remember his name)...John-Boy...grann-iee
...John-Boy.."  OH'Yeah....yeee-aah..(he's) my baby, bighead and you Wiiill-led take care
of him too.  "Do you hear me.....boyy-ee....Yes'Mamm-med."
Then she say for stay from.....Stetson's on Stetson corner where drugs are sold, and she'd never allowed me to ever there all by myself.  {she say} now even
in her weakest stage;  "you are to grow-up, and...become a man amongst...Men'(s)..
Still(coughing) and you understand..??  'Lil...Wesley..'
"My Angel is, then the room is suddently very quiet, then.....the machine goes
flatline.." Crying moreso now...(myself) then someone touches me on the shoulder...and
say's...she's gone now....son..."Home to be with the______Holy-One".  "John-Boy...the
little raskal...he's my baby brother and he is (3) yrs' old, and I'm Wesley...(Hi) and I am
(10) ten yrs old..."Don't drive your...Mother Crazy....and remember what you...promised
...Me..(!!)."  "Because....there's_______No room for ....Crybabies..{!!!}."  And this is my
story.   (Lil) Wesley::      (pt. 1)

Details | Free verse | |

Love is a Four Letter Word

When will I learn to anticipate Love's keen and painful sting?
Penetrating deep within my chest and spreading it's poisen.
High, ever so high, only to fall again and to seize in agony.

Oh, Love, why do you trick me with a veil as deceitful as infatuation?
How you held me close, and embraced me with your affection,
Only to push me away and shatter my heart again.

I cannot pick up my pieces, for the shards are many in number,
They litter the foor around me as I sink to my knees,
Staining my legs with glittering, ruby glass.

I crouch over the jagged diamonds,
And wish my tears to mend my glass heart back togther.
I'm the Cinderella without a glass slipper.

Instead of fleeing the Prince for fear of midnights final tone,
I fell from his gaze.. and fell under my drowning tears.
Can he see his Princess cannot surface the waves of her fear and depression?

Details | Prose Poetry | |

-Needs a title. I will probably think of one later on.-

There is a single rose

kept high in the vase of her memories

she eyes thee rose with despair and sorrow

circles around and walks away.

The rose withers and petals fall

she comes back but has the same thought.

Picks up the withering rose, she starts to dance

circles around and around with the rose balanced in her palm.

-she stops-

she starts to cry and she sees streaks of blood fall from her palm

the thorns dig deep

her tears reach her collar

darkness falls, then drags her deep in it's depths.

Details | I do not know? | |

found by the lost

The world of ice,
in perfect white,
tainted blood,
as black as night,
the love of lost,
on end of chain,
the shoeless freak,
out in the rain,
the homeless child,
lost in fright,
sleeps by day,
runs by night,
always forward,
never back,
the heartless Psycho,
the bodies stack,
the dark and red,
on silver blade,
you now lay in,
the bed you made.

Details | Prose Poetry | |

The Fog

I can no longer see past the trees
They stand solemn in line. 
Their dark outline 
Weeping from the sky.
All I can hear 
Is the faint heartbeat 
Coming from my chest. 
It’s getting faster 
As my breaths 
Become shallower. 
It would appear 
That I am choking 
On the fog.
My lungs can no longer take 
This dense air 
That’s creeping in my mouth 
And filling me. 
I start to run 
Into the forest  
How far can I go in?
Before I’m halfway out 
The fog chases
Until it has consumed

Details | Ghazal | |

A Conflict

Deep darkness fears me at night, 
Sable thoughts surround me tight, 
Run I to the dark corners to escape, 
Wrestle against inner self and fight, 
The conflicting struggle continues, 
Till I exhaust and lose the might, 
The next day recovers me again, 
And the night brings the same plight.

Details | Rhyme | |

On many things

It was a voice in my head
A whisper in my ear
A sound I've come to dread
A thing I've come to fear
It was the look in its eyes
On a face whiter than snow
Seeing through all my lies
Uncovering that I do not show
It was the power in its stare
Showing what I don't want to see
Saying your time is near
And you can neither hide nor flee
It was the words it said
Creeping into me in a whisper
Telling me that she is dead
Telling me I know I'll miss her
It was what it forced me to see
Things I've hidden away with denial
Things I said I'd never be
For which I'll surely stand on trial
It is what I will become
A thrall of the shadow
Death's own son
Libera nos a malo!!!
It is what I feel
Black bleak sadness
Pain I wish wasn't real
Driving me to the brink of madness
It is what I stand for
My prerogative
The urge to always be more
My reason to live

Details | Cinquain | |

The Hidden Side of Love

                    Hopeful, Hurtful
             Exposing, Hiding, Changing 
             Secrets hidden by emotion.

Details | Narrative | |

Honor of Friendship-Part Three

Once again silence envelopes me, like a thick blanket choking me, thrashing and panicking I wish to escape and wonder why you have left me like this? Why you have left me with such emptiness, such silence, digging into me, ripping me apart… “Please, do not abandon me…” I wish to say, to plead…to beg, but no words escape me for I can no longer breathe.
All I did was listen, that’s all I’ve ever done, and then…you’re gone and I feel so alone…so alone. Lost in a never ending darkness, floating aimlessly and I cannot find my way. All I did was listen, all I’ve ever done was listen, I was only ever by your side. Was that not enough? Did you want more? What more can I give? Please, tell me why must you hide, why must the silence over take us-me? Why must I be left on the sidelines…why must I be forgotten…?
When you speak with others, can you not speak with me as you speak with them? Do you feel shamed when spending time with me? Must our friendship be hidden? I do not understand… I wish to, I wish so much to understand you but I cannot. I cannot see when my only light is gone.
They are the only ones for you, they are your friends…I am the forgotten one. Abandoned; left behind, in silence, darkness, and sorrow. They are the ones for you, they are the ones you love, they are the ones you praise and honour…What am I? what am I?
Why do I surround myself around you, why do I care so much, when you obviously care so little? Do you even care at all? Am I just someone to fill the space, am I just someone to pass the time with until you can be with your real friends, once again leaving me on my own…

In glowing light you saturate them in words of precious gold, honors adorned by you electing them to be your true friends. Telling me that you adore them, love them, so; that they listen quite often to what you say, that you can tell them anything without fear of them judging you and all the while I listen to such high praise. As you bestow upon them the highest honor one can receive from you-the gift of true friends- I listen as you continuously adorn them with riches of words…

What am I to you? WHO am I to you? Will you ever say, will I ever know? Is there anything to say, anything to know? Or shall I always be left in the dark silence?

Details | I do not know? | |

My Hidden Pain

When you smile at me i laugh at you
When you laugh at me i smile back
I try and hide the pain and agony I feel
So i left this earth and went to Mars
To live closer to the lovely stars;
You might not think it's true

You say you know me 
You act like you know me
You even talk like you do,
But that's not true

You talk about me like you know me from deep inside
You have even tried to have that denied
But sooner or later i'm gonna die
And no one will care

To you and them it doesn't matter anymore
'Cause I'll be under the soiled floor
I'll be forgotten;
Never spoke of,
I'll be hurt and killed because of love.

No one will miss me 
I'll die with no one's sympathy
They won't even ask what happened to me

Livin' alone i think i hate myself
It's like i'm on the top of a never-ending bookshelf
Feelin' as if i'm gonna fall any second now
I'm gonna die and won't remember how

I'm sayin' to the world "good-bye"
Now i'm gonna ask you this:

Can ya hear my shouts and cries 
Can ya see the tears in my eyes 
Can ya hear, can ya see, can you feel me?

Baby, me
Take the pain away
So i'll never deal with it for
Another day

Details | Elegy | |


As blood drips down
I stare at myself with a frown
Her body flashy red
Stabbed her dead
Dropped my knife
Started to caress my wife
Gruesome love
As I removed my infected glove
Flowed in my mind were memories
How the joy to bury her in the cemeteries’ graves
I chopped her many and waves
Of worship appeared
I knew I feared
This, I loved too much
I remember the first touch
My hands on her hips
Licked mine and on her lips
As my hand gentle rows to the end of her back
I managed to take a snack
My hands reaching her round behind
Combined of the kissing of her chest
Licking between the two breast
I become more attracted
And more distracted
Pushed her on the bed
Instead my jumping ahead
I gave time
So then she can be mine
In the mid-dust, forever
Me and her together
As I stormed with the ring
I became the king
And she is my queen
The glorious scene
In a dull and faded
With me is hatred
I had to say
In a mysterious way
I have done a mistake
That no one can break
I picked the knife stabbed myself and returned
To my lover that I burned…

Details | Ballad | |

The Phantom of Menace

Hidden beneath the surface behind a masked disguise, The truth about my Prince Charming was veiled in his eyes. So full of Love and Kindness so quick to lend a hand, Everybody loves him they'd never understand. Gifts of love and flowers after another fight, I really must provoke him I know that he is right. Adorning me with his love he does show tenderness. As long as I obey his every need we'll live in happiness. He makes me feel special Though at times I feel so bad I really dont mean to do it but I know I make him mad. I know that he really loves me but I mustn't disobey, I just want to make him happy I know no other way. He does patches up the marks though my face he will not touch, So no one else see's that I disobey him that much. He's good at hiding our secret So no one else know our flaws. He's loved by all who know him And though I love him it does hurt. I sometimes wonder why But he does it so to teach me still it always make me cry. There are times that I hate him for pain and the bruises no one see's. Although I know he loves me so Why does he do it to me? Maybe one day I would learn how not to decieve or disobey Oh how it must make him feel and why I must always pay. No one else suspects it For he never marks my face To them he's a friend to all to me, The Phantom of Menace.

Details | Rhyme | |

Are We Trying to Remove God From Everything

 UNSUPPORTED CODE We often hear this topic across our nation.
Another person crying; “discrimination.”

In our many attempts to not discriminate.
It seems like it’s God that we seek to eliminate.

It seems like we’ve come up with our own “rules.”
And somehow have turned into a bunch of “fools.”

We accept many perversions of various kinds…
But God himself?  We seem to close our minds!

In many of our lives,  we’ve “kicked “ him out.
And refuse what he really is about!

The words, “In God we trust...”  Our money bears it!
Anything of God?  We’re afraid to share it!

It seems like the courts almost say he doesn’t exist!
And have brought much confusion into our midst!

As many say it’s “offensive” to display a cross…
Many godly values have already been lost!

It’s time to wake up America!  And begin to see!
The kind of country we’re beginning to be!

A country that’s foundation is getting off course.
Being driven by a wicked and ungodly force!

Out only hope is in God!  And him alone!
We must invite him back into our homes!

To God and his word we must hold secure and fast!
He is our only hope that our country will last!

By Jim Pemberton

Details | Prose Poetry | |

Encompassed in Memory

Cool mountain streams reflect the cobalt blues and greys of sky 		   
Restful twilight with stars scattered as if on a canvas 		   
Fire cloaks the curve of the earth and golden fish swim nearby 		   
Weeping willows in the field sway to an urgent sadness 		   
The gushing wind that stirs etches the land, channels through boundless time 		   
The carved thrust of a mountain range, maybe the Andes 		   
Will challenge the forever yielding sky, vast as the horizon 		   
Where rain batters the window and mists as far as we can see 		   
It is a warm evening in a pub in Ireland 		   
As the songs hover around us, I know this is what it is like to be free

Details | Dramatic Verse | |


The beauty I see in things 
makes me so sad....
For when I find something beautiful,
It may never be quite that way again.

A summer day
an autumn breeze
a color in a sunset....
your warm hand held in mine.

Why do i still hear your name....
in my head....
so tired.....
almost dead.

My soul still whispers to God for you 
without me even thinking....
So thoughtless,
sadly dreaming. 

That sweet old dream of being in your arms 
my frame stood secure in yours
You were thin and warm and sturdy.....
soft coat of yours so cozy.................
Your face emanating ‘happy’....

Too soon, you began to fade away......
In tears I closed my eyes 
and held on tight.....
Oh, I couldn’t bear to watch you disappear again
But I felt it, all right.....

Your memory....
I’ll stuff in the dark of my mind 
in an ebony box
And keep it so tightly shut....
Tied with a long, dripping ribbon of blood

And thus my healing has begun.....
But I’ll still be on the run.........

No love deserves to live so long...
then die alone, so painfully.
Never again will this soul feel so trapped---
so helpless----

Details | Lyric | |

Chancy thinks its soo fancy

Is it you ? is it me?
Stuck in a world of a fantasy 
Heart beats, unceasingly 
Is this what they call ecstasy?
 Some say “the heart wants ,what the heart wants”
Yet the fire is oh! So enticing! Tranquilizing!
I adore it! I fear it!
Chancy foot stands transfixed in front
The petrified foot it taunts 
As it takes one step back, 
Chancy stands there and laughs
Torn between the two…my heart weeps
What path to take? My heart! Guidance it seeks
The fear of falling
Holds me back
The want for love
Pushes me back
The shackles of scary bounds me tight
Chancy is there, never to give up with out a fight

 Arising a hurricane is what they doo
My poor feeble heart, knows not what to do
The heart is pure. It seeks it strives to find who proves to be true
The ultimate still unknown
For here my heart still stand in the sea of unknown
Cupid I beg you do guide me
And dare not strike me and leave me
With your arrows of blind love
Guidance is what I need 
Give me that and I shall heed
Leave me not in the dark of misery
Leave me not in the sea of mystery
But guide me to that ever shinning light
Scary or chancy
With what do I side?
Shall forever remain a secrecy….


Details | Free verse | |

Web wise

Web wise

The fear drops from its light brown wings; 
this is not home; at least not for a bird. 
Little sparrow flaps its wings in madness; 
flaps them so hard. Living room, staircase,
it is humming past your mute chair.
But how can you help, you cannot locate 
your own way out of this golden web. 

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 

Details | Dramatic Verse | |

To discover you

?I wanted to discover the world through your body, to be in adventure, to know the truth, about rain, wind, rainbow, and morning breeze, but I never touched you, hugged you, smell your neck, and breath through your breath, but today, when it was raining outside, I figured that rain is not your sadness, wind is not your madness, rainbow is not your smile, and breeze is not breathing through your breath, rain is tears of joy that falls from sky when you wink, wind is when world want to smell like you it come and touch you, rainbow is sort thanking after your wink to the sky it bow his hade, and breeze I can?t figure it until I see you and smell your neck?..?

Details | Lyric | |

Halloween's Song

Its your Halloween rave, having your mascaraed
With all your best friends from back in the day
Liz Lauren and Blake and while they're dressed like skanks
I'm on the front line of battle
Howlin like jackle with A real nasty cackle
puttin a razor blade in the sack of Blake's apples
crack in Lauren's snapple
Staddle Liz like mclovin
But I am more like faghole As I babble at her ass
Axe her fast and mash her up like cattle
Sneak back and tackle your dad and put him in shackles
Shove sour patch kids Down your trap and gaggle
Its abominable, so unbelievable
But its inevitable, the end is kissable
I have rattled these kids psyches 
squirming like a centipede, cutting them like celery 
hear their squeamish screams echo in the streets
as the  creepy bells of the chapel ring

I remain a mystery
You'll need nancy drew, and at least 3 of the hardee boys to find what I'm up to
Theres this gloom that looms down in your basement room
Consuming shrooms, enhaling fumes to escape your doom
Witches zoomin by on their brooms makin sonic booms
Quick call scooby doo, but I killed him too
You heard a loud pound cause I cut the fuse so you
Run away to a motel room, assuming your safe
And As you look the other way,
I got my fangs in your veins and stranglin your neck
Too bad you didn't text your friends to tell them who is next
Hmm let me think for a sec. As Hex your boy  rex 
with an incessant twitch, till he is dead in a ditch
Hang him from bunny man bridge
Yo dude turn the lights on
But there's no flip to switch , I have flipped the script
Its bewitched with no miss to kiss
Exorcist with no priest to dismiss the spirit

So the town clock strikes half past 3
There's one last gas before i must sleep
Or i will crash fast if the light touches me
Put on the mask jack, just like the sixth scream 
I need to grasp havoc, till i hear shrills and shrieks
Please back rabbit, these chills aint for teens
As I stick a cherry bomb in your moms exhaust pipe
Run up on you  with nine a knife, and the head of your wife
Its useless I'm the nuisance that's abusive yet conducive
To your fear that I am near So close I could whisper in your ear
Smell the shampoo in your hair Wipe the floor with your tears
And as you look up in the mirror
I'm there ready to smear your blood all over the chair
as I stab you with my spear I crush a coors beer then
Leave you re crops there dead, red spread on the floor
But I hear a knock on the door
Are you okay honey? "Yes mommy,  just got a cold sore"

Details | Narrative | |

honor of Friendship-Part Two

I listen, and I’ll always listen because I will do anything for you, I would die to keep you safe and alive. I would do whatever to make you feel better. And so, I listen as you talk about them, these amazing friends of yours…Only some I have met. How lucky they are to have such devotion, how lucky they are to not feel the sting of betrayal and abandonment; thrust upon their spine crippling them to a state of fear, anger, and distrust.
How lucky they are to have you, how lucky I am to have you.
Do you understand, do you see just how much I love you?
 Soul such as yours deserves only the best; perhaps that is where I fault, I bring upon you sadness and pain, until all you do is go silent hiding behind solid doors. Composing words of sorrow, and they stab me like a sword in the gut…Closed off, shut away from you-I cannot function like this. I lose my way, I lose everything, I cannot be kept away, please open up to me… ‘DO NOT SHUT ME OUT’ I cry…I don’t want to lose you, yet I feel as though I already have; I feel as if I never really had you all along-not truly. That everything I believed, everything I have come to know is fake. An act, a show you put on until you can no longer pretend to care anymore so when the opportunity comes along you go silent and drop me. I am left forgotten, wondering what happened…Seconds, minutes, hours go by and nothing. I lose control, I panic and my bleeding heart reacts. Maybe you did not mean it though, but maybe you did…I don’t know and I’m not sure I ever really will know and my mind spins like a top…I don’t know what to do, or say…or think. Do you even care? Did you ever care, or did you just pretend so you did not have to face me? If you were given the opportunity would you forget who I am, would you abandon me in the unforgiving tide, left alone to fight against the waves, until all I have given you-all the memories flood me until I drown, going down to the pit of nothing…? The pit of lies that you made, would it be easy to turn you back on me, leave me to fight alone this losing battle until you are no longer burdened by me…? And when I am gone, will you finally feel free?

Details | Lyric | |


What if I die, would I be a bother?
If I drawn, would love come to me from another?
Thin as air, I float among “others”
All of my past, my sadness, my hopes, my dreams, my lovers…
Vanish! Lost! To the edge of unknown…
Solitude, a heartbeat away…
For only me, my thoughts, there we lay
A sight, a movement…invisible to the “others”
Who are the “others”?
Fathoms of my past imagination?
 Specimens of my own creation?
Now I sit here, and write..
Awaiting salvation
A reincarnation of myself, if you will!!
For my time here is done
My journey is complete…
Away! Away! I go
Where?, I am yet to know?
A lifetime I waste on useless beliefs
That peace lies within the heart of many
Or, those fiendish deeds do not in fact transpire by any
No sweet thought to hold on too
Life: every inspiration you made 
Every motivation you crafted,
And every moral you imparted
was all a sham, and I was its sad sad target
You taught me once not to measure life by the yard
Or to whimper when the days gone hard

But now I must question!
I question at this time if the sky is really blue
Or if cars really run on fuel…
A Baffled soul is what I am
So away! Away! I go
Where? I am yet to know…


Details | I do not know? | |

Path Unwalked

Been everywhere, but no where at all
Headed down a path that's not there
To a place inside my head
Trying to find myself
Only to lose everything I had
I lost my sanity
The hand that held my heart
I lost my mind on that rocky road
Lost control of emotions
I never knew were there
Through my double vision
I see things I want to see
The outstretched hand I run to hold
The heart I yearn to keep
I see my imagination run astray
And my insanity keeping me alive
These things are not real
They never will be true
Headed down a path, but motionless I stand
Look around to see where I've gone
Been everywhere, but no where at all

Details | I do not know? | |


Our lives are like stories 
Like the ones found in books
We all play our part in the plot
But you were a bit more than just a character
Babe, you were a chapter

Chapters begin and end so quickly
So fleeting, like the way we would flirt
A heart-pounding beginning with a dry, cold close

I'm saying good bye 
This is for every time I could have cried
This is for every night that you forgot I exist
But I haven't shed a tear on you and, boy, I'm not gonna try
This is for every single mean thing you say
This is me deciding not to pretend I'm looking the other way
This is something I'm doing for me
So good bye, cause no longer will I be the girl who is blind

The chapter has sealed itself shut
So sit in your room and play some mean songs about me
I don't care, I know somebody with nicer hair

As a kid you must have been the bully on the playground
I'm done being the girl you give affection to and push down 
And I'm tired of standing on the sidelines while you try to run the show
I'm gonna move on with my life 
Prove there are things you will never know
There are things that books can't tell you 
Things only the heart can understand
You don't have one of those
So, pardon me, if I don't consider you a man

The chapter has ended but I won't shed a tear
The future's too bright for me to look back to darkness

Details | Free verse | |

Blind Goddes

child fed on the sap of rotting wounds
body, bones clad in thin black skin
opaque eyes,pearly beads on
dead nearve-string.
mind maddened by hunger 
bursts pearly fish-eyeballs
into floods of stale tears,
as worm-infersted faty thighs
squeek funeral song.
lulaby for another sick featus.

Details | I do not know? | |

Play Your Cards Rights

Changing my ways
Looking for hope
Wishing for peace
Releasing moap

Crying for help
No one hears
Trapped in someone's body
Retrieving all fears

Nobody understands you
You cant open up
You lie to yourself
Though you're hopeless enough

Capturing the attention
Of all that stare
You cant defy the hate
Your heart still makes you care

You think thoughts of anger
Combobulating for love
Dreaming big dreams
Flying away with the doves

You dont take life seriously 
Although you try hard
Life is a game
So be careful how you play your cards.

Details | Free verse | |

Return of She

Broken pieces of glasses
moves around the high-way
while water flows away,
Lights were drizzling
over the road - nearby
woods were mangrove
and someone,
someone was crying
between the hearts

I saw,
her shadow
Standing still scared

Over the walking sands

Somehow, Somewhere She is ....

The Wind
The Blood
The Glass

Bounces and flies

A floating glass runs way ! Returns the long trail

Details | Light Poetry | |

What Just Happen to My Spring

I looked out side to find a nice day in the month of May
And was walking in the evening just to say
I almost cried and my hands got cold
And winter month got so bold
It was so frustrating and out of the norm
And each person in their heart had a storm
It's the month of May what the! happen to spring
And my headache began to ring
Most people on the first day of May was so happy
And now they look out on the second day sappy
I just want everyone to know it is May 2, 2013
And nothing should be in between
So pullout your snow shovels in dismay
And things you should know will be okay
So good morning to all and to all a good morning
And I just want you to be out their in a warning
The snow is at six inches and beyond
And you will not see green grass in dawn
I help myself by writing this poem
And I will be staying at home
Crazy the weather became bad in May and nasty
I brought out some of my snack and that was tasty
I just looked outside while I was eating
As the snow kept on beating

Details | Free verse | |


Her life is clinging to unrealistic thoughts

She has settled for pebbles and stones

Gold glitters before her, but unseen

Precious parts taken away, left behind

Slowly being swallowed up, shipwreck imminent

Details | Rhyme | |

Everytime I See Him...

Everytime I see him, my heart aches and breaks.
Everytime I see him, my knees and hands shake.
Living with the pain,
I am in vain.
Thinking that I'm hated,
It's not appreciated.

Everytime I see him,my world turns.
Everytime I see him,my stomach churns.
Everytime I see him,the world goes around and around.
Everytime I see him,it's like my heart's falling to the ground.

Just hearing his voice, all rough yet smooth,
Just waiting for that one perfect move.
At the same time, his scent is sweet & bitter.
It makes my body feel as if it's gonna shiver.

Everytime I see him, a flood of memories come into my head.
Everytime I see him, it's like the burning in my heart is being fed.
This pain hurts so much that it's so unbearable.
To me, this situation is not understandable.
Can't he understand that I love him so?
Well, I guess not...

Details | Pantoum | |

they helped to look for little Caylee

they helped to look for little Caylee,
in rugged woods, muddy lakes and ditches
endless days and nights, thousands searched
everywhere by foot, car, boat and air

in rugged woods, muddy lakes and ditches,
they tirelessly looked for signs of her--
everywhere by foot, car, boat and air;
hoping she had survived any danger

they tirelessly looked for signs of her,
while Caylee's family pleaded for her return,
hoping she had survived any danger--
until her mother confessed she had drown

while Caylee's family pleaded for her return,
endless days and nights, thousands searched;
until her mother confessed she had drown,
they helped to look for little Caylee


Details | Free verse | |

Against My Will

So persistent...
Your name will be whispered 
with my dying breath
Subconscious echoing in my head
And you know I never asked for it 
I wish it had never come to this

It’s so funny, I could cry
Hurts so bad that I can’t stop laughing
I’ve gone beyond insane
Been driven far beyond feeling

I used to feel too young for this body
Inside was a terrified child 
who couldn’t grow up

But now i feel so old....
so tired...
so numb....
so hollow and empty and cold.

Because I’ve loved you against my will, my love
I’ve loved you against my will
Life without you is a fate worse than death
I’ve loved you against my will 
to live.

Details | Elegy | |

When words mean nothing

How to abate the loathing
When words mean nothing?

There are moments
In human existence

Any resistance
against baleful fate
is futile.

One is left
with his thoughts
by all gods

Astonished immensely
by the world vile
which first
gave him birth
and now
devours him
with mirth

Agonizes he
in every spot
on the Earth

Where does his heart belong to
Never will he learn

How to console such a man
When all words would burn?

How to abate the loathing
When words mean nothing?

Details | Free verse | |

When the lights are gone

It's beautiful, it burns
The most magnificent sight i have seen
It flows, it falls
Thy turn there heads, as my lens focus
The most perfect type of vision
The core of my eye widens,
It speaks, it whispers
The ending to a movie
It rolls, it sinks
It makes my heart pound
It overwhelms me, that there is nothing here but this
That this will soon one day be over,
My blood, it overflows
It twists, it falls,
It rises, it fights,
And in the end,
We are all glimmers of light
All that is here when the day turns to night
At the bottom of the ocean lie untouched skeletons,
A mountain range, with blue skies overhead
With shipwrecked cannons,
Unknown bodies, who fought for this beauty,
Unnamed faces, that will never be traced again,
What makes them different,
Is it what is beautiful, what we can't see
The darkness,
The fear,
The emptiness,
The beauty of nothing,
There is no truth,
The point past certainty,
Where nothing matters,
Because we are all the same,
Now that the lights are gone

Details | I do not know? | |

What is it About You

I don't know what it is About you that i Love,

I can't stop fighting for you.

Even So many people have told me to Forget about you..

But i say I can't!

I can't Forget about you,

I can't Forget how much i Hurt you.

I can't Forget the Fact that i Want you.

(thank you for reading.. if you like please comment and rate :) thank you so much)

Details | Rhyme | |

You Question My Heart

You question my heart
And curse my soul,
Adding bullshit to bullshit
With a mouth so bold.
Many have problems
but ours are too cold,
And if it doesn’t change now
It’ll be till we`re old.

You question my heart
And call my love my lies,
We both hurting and we’re yelling
And refuse to sympathize.
Minds colliding, crashing, in twine,
I’m sitting right in front of you
But you say I’m hard to find.

You question my heart
Cause you forgot my love,
And you a stranger to me
In the place of my beloved.

Details | Haiku | |


Stars gleam in darkness
as the lank pines resemble ghosts,
owls fly towards me...

Details | List | |

eap: I'm Free

A few days after Big Daddy's death
In the night don't really know if asleep
And the man appeared to me, spoke deep
Of the assurance the he's alright, so sleep
In the vision he said I'm free, no pain, don't weep

Details | Rhyme | |

Between the Trees in the Dark Forest...

Between the trees in the dark forest,
Called a voice filled with fear,
Between the trees in the dark forest,
Everything was dark, and nothing was clear,
Between the trees in the dark forest,
Flowers cried immortal tears,
Between the trees in the dark forest,
Frightened whispers, that's all you can hear,
Between the trees in the dark forest,
Torment is all you see,
Between the trees in the dark forest,
You can still find some mercy....

Details | Limerick | |


Under millions of stars...................eyes deeply fixed to the golden moon..............when dew on the grass is shinning like pieces of glasses...............on the bus to a monkey on a tree,
With my favorite blue pen................sometimes draft in my cell..................the strongest bond love,
My mysterious pain.....................undying dreams.................never-ending hope.............................
Beautiful rhymes from my inner being............................a mental obstruct................struggles with lines.........................I write...........................hoping for some coins..................the bag to better my life.........................the clue..........................a shoe...........................ask even Valarie.........................add wit.....................sometimes filled with so much questions................may be its for perfection.....................intercession....................aren’t I  worth anything?.....................all my time a breath of pain............all stretched hands twinge me......................all my ambitions go but a dreams are like birds.............everything a pack of dead beat of this oceanic pain......................sick of the waterfalls in my eyes....................the friendships that cleaves my heart out............................tired of the thorns raining from the skies.....................I hold on to prayers.......................I still hurt my an apprentice of writing............................a millionaire in searching...... ................. trying to piece the rest of my dilapidated life............................yet the darkest days are ahead of rotting in carrying an album full of bad head is creating  successful future pictures......... ...........maybe the sun will shine once again........................maybe the color of life will return...........................maybe the planet will celebrate with me........................but now am still alone..........................if death wont silence the struggles of my existence........................i pray it will free me from this pain my ulcer is aching.........................i can’t afford the hospital. 

Details | Free verse | |


I’m alone journey on this quest of life 
I’m alone trying to paint a life
I’m alone in this holy karma pilgrim 
I’m alone resting on the feet of unknown

Hail upon God and devils
Puppets Smile on hypocrite lips
Measuring as caser crumble
Perish then I refuse 

A shallow star in a far distant
To triumph or fall into this life journey
Created and recreated destiny
Whirling in the Abyss of existence 
Motionless and im Alone


Details | Rhyme | |

March Before Me

Eyes of an angel.
Deeds of a devil!
Walking tall, but
making my flesh 
Screams, and scratches
On the wall.
Trying to make me
listen, but I fall.
I’m not comfortable
anymore not at all.
Happiness can’t be kept
In a place it cannot be.
Your touch is empty
upon me.
Your words are like
a war with soldiers
marching before me.

Details | Free verse | |

That Free Will is an Illusion

That decisions are in the form of electric impulses and chemical reactions in the brain…
That these electricity and reactions are facilitated by different chemicals…
That chemicals are just aggregates of atoms…
That we do not have control over atoms.
we cannot control the chemicals in our brain;
and therefore,
cannot control such reactions and electric impulses;
and therefore,
cannot control our decisions.

Details | Ballad | |

The battle within

Sparks fly in the air
Lights glow in the dark
I am gripped by fear
As my worst nightmare attacks
It's shriek pierces my soul
It's roar tests my bravery
This battle has left my control
And no one is here to save me
The air gets colder
The light gives out
The darkness gets bolder
And I'm filled with doubt
I'm standing on a bridge, hewn  from stone
It lies between the world and my mind
Now as it approaches, I'm all alone
But this demon of mine must stay confined
It must never escape from inside me
For the world cannot withstand it
And even though I may no longer be
I will do all I can to hinder it
I summon the courage I used to lack
And stand there dumbfounded
It's eyes glow a fiery glow
It's wings are made of fire
It's sinister smirk scares me so
And I know it's one desire
Huge and menacing, it comes before me
I must now perform my appointed task
'Ancient and evil you may be,
But you shall not pass.'

Details | I do not know? | |

"Leprosy utah"

my seed came to me 
with a bump on his face 
and ask why we both 
had the same on our faces
and why it had showed up 
over night?

lie to the child 
lie for heavens place 
lie, and never tell 
him the truth of hate

spin a not knowing 
so he will think every things alright 
but in my own eye 
the fear spilled out 

the shame of what 
has happen to his face 
the shame of knowing 
i failed to keep the fallen 
from my door 
the shame    

Details | Dramatic Verse | |


I no longer need your company I can no longer bear the guilt I can’t afford your love I can take care of myself Long search has left me winded How I see the world has shifted Now I don’t care where I am headed So scared of where I’ve been Woke up far away from me faced with a sordid mystery Surrounded by messy little pieces meaty pieces of a murdered heart Followed a twisted trail of blood back to an obliterated corpse Its head somewhere nearby Picked it up and found out it was me, of course No trace of fingerprints Not a shred of evidence To prove that someone else did this when I woke up inside It was then I simply tore my way out Now I don’t NEED your company No, I don’t need the GUILT You love costs too much for me I’ll destroy me ALL BY MYSELF!

Details | Senryu | |

Lost Forever

Casey Anthony--
found not guilty, yet her child
is lost forever

Details | Ballade | |


This vain wish to live longer, somewhere,
makes me struggle with my vulnerability
of having been born with the fear of dying...
and before that is accomplished: let me live!

I've been told, " It's not possible that time can freeze youth indefinitely,"
but that intricate illusion was too persistent and real;
this boy always believed it would have never faded...
now being sorrowful and old, I realize how untrue and contrived it was!  

Be convivial and consume your time wisely,
don't hold the conviction that over-the-hill is the end;
you've gathered all the knowledge to survive another year,
and on your calendar mark every birthday and celebrate...
I will do the same believing that I'd continue walking in eternity
as when youth froze time to contradict an undeserved fate
without connoting wrong, but being congrous and fair...
oh, youth  your concession has compensated me for that loss!

I should be miserable as anybody else...lamenting and lashing,
but what good it would do if not harm me and shorten these days?
I enjoy every moment that life gives me...being hopeful for more to come;
others cuss, slander and end life demolishing all they had built in their past!
I denote my achievements as milestones that everyone will remember,
and certainly I'll be sought after for the secrets my words will unfold;   
and their purpose and extent are very conceivable to the scholar and reader...
not deploring the naive idea that time can freeze youth indefinitely.

Details | Free verse | |

The Dying Limb

So tightly squeezed shut
Is the flow to healthy flesh,
That might by your release 
Ramble back and return again.

The tireless dancer sends an echo,
Desperate, pressing,
Pulsing into the vice
So far from home.

Details | Lyric | |


Stories dared not whispered, legend of great thinker. 
Artificially created Atlantis, maze search for law-giver. 

Hushed lips speak no evil, silly little monkey cliche. 
Privy ancient knowledge, not clear as light and day. 

So-called peace-loving demigods, closely followed in trace. 
Sexually crazed fools, copying angels fallen from grace. 

Pillars of Hercules within island, dynasty king frenzy awoke. 
Powerful and remarkable, ready to enslave at single stroke. 

Originally thought to be noble, conspicuous reveal greed. 
In route to world domination, struck down by Specialbreed. 

Later time earthquakes and floods, extraordinary violence. 
Single dreadful day and night, massive lost of innocence. 

Intervening super mighty one, so-called wrathful Zeus. 
Manipulation of elements, water and lightning bolts let loose. 

Grand golden wall palace, swept aside sea and sunk below. 
Ironical measured payment, for employment of ruthless blow. 

Swiming through labyrinth of wisdom, vie of the celest'. 
Chancing risk of schism, mighty sequential vignette. 

Perplexed pattern in hide, bloody seal of truth. 
Illuminati repelled, for a time real minoot. 

Message of twisted tongue, langual contrivance. 
Masters' visions swoon, in journey through euphoric trance. 

Loud whisper switch, silence left in wake. 
Souls of denizens burned, in fiery scourching shake. 

Prominent eclectic short order, alien wishbone act. 
Convert of non-belief, fierce zealots' minds impact. 

Lucid broken water reflection, visible-eye agleam. 
Blind finding quarry, standing like obelisk beam. 

Instinctive overriding, a slip into lucidity. 
Telepathic mind connection, recede to infinity. 

Exponential theory, base of schematics. 
Common like maybe, superpower military tactics. 

Voice of bleeding knowledge, fade to obscurity. 
Mystic in strange land, fault found in masters of intricacy. 

Undecipherable rhetoric, great monster on chase. 
Featureless darkness, a threat to human race!

Details | Free verse | |

Visible Breath

Autumn comes I stand watching the leaves..thinking
The breath leaves my body unseen
But as the mercury drops and as I ponder my place.
I notice all I think all I feel.
Right there on the window before me.
To others it's just a mist caused by cooling or heating or both.
A chilhood whimsical game"oh boy look it's cold"
To me that mist is all, your name , your face, Our time.
I want to wipe it away this physical aberation of all unseen in my heart.
I see it all the pain the love the heartache everything in a small whitish cloud on a simple window.
My hand reaches pauses  oh so this is what you look like.
Oh if it was so easy to be done.
The mist fades rapidly with every lonely wasted breath. Making an apperance oh so briefly.
What ever course I take to wipe away or to gently touch the mist.
Would this breath on the window which taunts me so relay back to my damaged soul see its gone you'll be ok now or see how it welcomes your touch?
welcome to the world for all to see.
Hidden by the sun most of the time.
My fingers glide through the vanishing mist, I flash back to your cheek beneath my fingers.
Goodbye my love, goodbye my pain, goodbye to the only proof I have left of you.
But at peace I am.
I know now what I did not before.
Your not invisable your their in my breath.
Kissing the crisp Autumn air with me.
And all I have to do is breath.
And my visible breath will show me all I feel is real as real as the mist on the window

Details | Free verse | |


...wasps in my stomach
sting at the core
the pain is easy to bear
knowledge is the killer
over-rated introspection
more like a dissection
exposing each unshed 
I hear me wincing

the mind is a wicked friend
the heart a beloved enemy
a gallant companion
as make-believe is reality

I'm yet to savour
my lover's touch
I bleed
Shredding the protection

Truly deception
the truth is an enemy
I let you lead me
Eyes wide open...
"Where to next?"

Details | Free verse | |

I'm Slipping

Someone please catch me,
For I am slipping.
Death is looking like a solution,
But not a path I want to take.

Someone help me,
For I am slipping.
I can't take the stress anymore,
And I just feel like I want to be under the soiled floor.

Can somebody help me?
I can't find myself.
I just want to die.
Many may ask why?

What outcome is good from a life lost?
None I say,
But I want that fading feeling anyways.
I'm messed up in more ways than one.

I'm slipping,
I'm falling,
And I want to never get up.
I'd be thankful once the darkness takes over me.

To be free from all this torment,
To live a life thats as peaceful as death,
Would be a dream come true,
But I know it won't happen soon.

*I won't commit suicide, though....there's too may people I care about....and 4 people that 
mean the world to me: Adalhi, Dillon, Daniel, and Amanda...I love you 4 very much

Details | Free verse | |

The Wasteland -part 2-

A long time passes and I am still here Silently insulting, brutally weeping But then I lift my head from the ground To see him standing there Towering over me in all endeavor of quietude Was he there the entire time? I feel his eyes but see only his stare I am dreaming again Has he returned to guide me? To frighten me back into reality? Who are you, entity of fear? I know death draws me near— But why, oh mystery, do you linger here? He never answers me, though still I try Why are you here? Must you hate me too? He pulls me up staring me down His thin, sophisticated form makes me feel hollow Empty features burning my vision As he bends facing me I never want to see your face again See, that’s why I hide. . . Why, I ask, my voice croaking Tell me why. . . He takes my hand as I cringe Walking me to the edge, his head tilted my way I shake like a dried leaf on the brink of autumn A small, pathetic part of me wants to thank him To believe all of this. . .is right How though, can I trust his blank sincerity? I am the only. . .the lonely But there he is beside me His long fingers intermingling in mine The sense of fear and confusion Sticking to me like grime I am the Slender Man—I am—your friend And for once I let him embrace me I cannot bear to flee He tenses and tightens his grip Dreading I may slip away in panic Please stay. . .please stay Soon it will all just go away. . . He is warm against me—alive Breathing slowly, I feel the beating of his heart Bashing my nerves—blurring my mind Tingles shoot down my spine As I stand there, so close to him We watch a sagging sunset As tears flow down my infected eyes I have learned to fly. . .to embrace the lies Squeezing my hand he holds me close As the black sun wearily lifts its head one last time Only to sink from its post I never want to see your face again See, that’s why I lie Slender Man cradles me in his tendrils Surrounding me like I am its sickly nourishment Whispering comforting falsehood I gaze beyond the wasteland Beyond myself. . . But there I find nothing Hand in hand we walk over the edge Heading yonder into the sheer, sweet Nothingness The demons watch us disappear Grinning from ear to ear I cannot see them now. . . But I can smell their fear -January 26, 2013-

Details | Free verse | |

Another day

Another day, the sun rises
Life lived in bland monotony
I find at best I am complacent
existing on the borderline of contentment
It's rarely found to be of favor
but everyday you'll find me here
Waiting patiently for another chance
to leave my mark on so dull a world
Maybe today will be the day
that this bleak existence I suffer
Finally gives way to a new spark
and I find excitement has been born
I wish only to have a moment
A brief passing of time
Let me live my fifteen minutes
dancing quietly in the spotlight
Another day, the sun sets
I look out my window
With a sigh I find my bed
Another day passed,
Another day wasted.

Details | Free verse | |

My Muse

My legs complained.
My body weakened,
While my mind raced.
'The search is not over',
It said.
I unlocked each and every coffin again.
I flied to and fro, to and fro again;
Along the dark corridor of memories.
I open the wounds,
Went through the scars.
I called her name,
Only silence called back.
I looked under the bed,
Under the blanket, under the veils.
She was missing,
My muse was gone.
She took away my means;
My feather and my pot of ink.
She tore all the sheets.
She made a mess of everything,
And everything was pink.
Sadness has left.

Details | Romanticism | |

Away From Me.....

Whenever you are apart from me,
I dream of those beautiful moments; that  were shared between us,
Those closeness of yours, reminds me of you lingering towards me... 
When  you are miles away from me,
I close my eyes and see that cute smile on  your cute face.
Your words keep whispering into my ears when m alone,
Somethings which went wrong between us; when you who came to convince 
When you go away from me;I dream of  me being with you..
Let's both go into sky; You and Me, no one else..
Will it be like heaven...?? may be yes.......
When I dreams of those lovely moments,
Glad tears too get scared to roll down;
'Cz you have warned them not to flow down my cheeks..
They too get afraid and  are  honest to u too..
The moment you entered into my small world,
My life changed...
Learnt good-bad things from you,everything  changed ...
I remember the time when your labials were brushed with mine,
Felt like that moment will never end...
And when we were together  in that dark room,
I was safe with you.
When you r away from me,
 I miss You and hope that even you do.....

Details | Rhyme | |


Here we go again, you yelling and my head doin spins.
Now both so loud…both tryin to win.
A battle not ment to be, between two who have something so unique;
Now hot biting lips and at times can’t speak.
B_tch is a word I try not to say, I know it burns but what else can I say
You choppin at me like a tree, molding me like clay.
Into who you see in front of you,
Doing stupid things I wouldn’t think to do.
But you know what “f__k this” “I can’t take it no more”
How strong can a man be, when he like nailed to the floor.
And you can take it how you wanna
Cuz that’s where we at right now,
Cuz don’t forget what you throwing
Also hitting like kapow!!!
When all I wanted to do…was just lay down.
So could you please just stop and think of this
You and I in this frantic twist.
All I want is my baby’s kiss.
Brainstorm…and imagine me,
Think of my eyes and what they see.
Something not working that used to be.

Details | Free verse | |

Untitled #261 / Human nature

Human nature, human nature
why must
human nature

Details | Free verse | |

The Burial Grounds

the Burial grounds
punctuation. marks.    on the walkway of life, an ending
we Thank our friends with Kisses
pretending to    sl e  e   p
quaking with terror as
we   s t a r e   down the drain
creeping Things on stone s
                                              s    whispering
                                                           Go Home

Details | Verse | |

Infinite Bliss

Bite my tongue
Choke on my words
Spell out the letters
That must remain unheard
No one should hear the desperate screams
Coming from deep within me
No one should see my soul as it burns
Without peace I'll always be
No one listens to the pleas I cry
They ignore me every day
No one sees the blood I shed
And I wouldn't have it any other way
I don't want them to know I suffer
And die inside when I'm alone
I'd rather pretend I'm fine for their sake
But I don't care when I'm at home
I am depressed and with good reason
You shouldn't judge me for this
But I'll stick out life till its end
And die to reach infinite bliss

Details | Haiku | |

Rainy Times

Comes and goes and goes and goes!
Moon chants and sun cries...

Details | Rhyme | |


Adrenaline pumps through my veins
Knowing the feeling i'm insane
People proding at my mind
Trying to see what they can find

Theres nothing important in my head
Wishing everyday that i was dead
Hearing voices that emotions feed
Whispering thoughts that all say 'bleed'

Bruised and scarred is all i am
All i feel that i'm damned
Mentally insane i don't know
Seems like everybody is my foe

Silent tears i may cry
Wishing, only wishing, i would die
Everyone seems they don't care
Embracing my thought, the world doesn't care

Details | Lyric | |

On The Brink

On the brink of crying,
on the brink of dying,
what are you gonna do?On the brink of cryin‘,
On the brink of dyin‘,
You’ve gotta listen to your soul now, too.

Now think of this situation,
This is a poem, but also a conversation
If you don’t want to hurt those around you
You’ve gotta help yourself first then the other few

On the brink of cryin‘,
On the brink of dyin‘,
What are you gonna do?
On the brink of cryin‘,
On the brink of dyin‘,
If you don’t wanna hear the truth
Then you better not do something stupid, but instead new
On the brink of cryin‘,
On the brink of dyin‘,
What are you gonna do?
On the brink,
On the brink,
I’m on the brink of cryin’
‘Cause inside I’m
‘Cause inside I’m
‘Cause inside I’m dyin’
I’m on the,
I’m on the, I’m on the brink.

Details | Haiku | |

NEWSFLASH: toddler's tragic cry

a toddler crawls in
bank vault-- timed to close—door shuts--
darkness—tragic cry

mom calls nine one one
drill for four hours--door opens
mom hugs child tightly

Details | Ballad | |

Embracing His Wrath

The great deceiver picks one
To manipulate and bare his son.

Something goes wrong, she won't have it
So she runs away from his havoc

She refuses to commit to his will
He curses her to the Island Seal

A place to give in to the evil
Where she meets a man named Cecil

The evil one under a mask
To deceive is his ultimate task

Through his eyes she can tell
Looking through unmasking hell

In his furious anger he breaks her neck
Her soul is lifted to her lord ship

Her body is given a second chance
Without recollection of this dance

He places her under angel guards
Marking her under the stars

Her torment will not go unseen
If she goes back she will...scream

Details | Free verse | |

Shores of Malta

Rhythmic swaying of peaceful waves
Tides align with the influential moon,
Lapping gently on wave-beaten shores
Of frothy seaweed and golden limestone.
Dazzling, too-blue-to-believe waters
Mirrored in the bright afternoon,
Eroded shores ancient with history
Keeping its secrets of thousands of mysteries.
Within honeyed walls that echo through time
Are whispers of old that try to be heard by modern age man,
Who is so out of tune and his instincts low,
Not keyed to the earth.
Age-worn battles of power abide
Never realising that they’re against the tide,
For the Earth surely in its finest hour, will win its opponent in war,
And seal them in through Earth’s activity.
A very good and fitting cemetery.

Details | Rhyme | |

An Unfair Life

I look at the sky as the sun sets
I look through your eye
and I feel allot of regrets
I look at the angels and smile to them,
but I see them cry
I look at the bright light
but it's too bright it blinds my eye
I try to go good
but it changes into bad
I try to be happy
but I end up being sad
I rise up to the top
but I see people falling apart
I watch my sweat drop
and a river of tears in my heart
when the truth comes
People deny
they only care about the tears they cry
and in the end when they burn in hell
the angels will smile because they know them well,


Details | Rhyme | |

save me not

living or dying
time is bout to tell
breathing now thriving
heaven or hell

times ticking
dreams fading
hearts weakening
soul hesitating

life has drained me
the crawling, the climbing
oh Lord save me
my soul is hending

is dawn breaking
please awake me
is this the ending
please, dont, fortake me

Details | Lyric | |

A One-man Boat

Why do I strive so much in life
This heart of mine cease to refine
Of hope and love and tranquility
I give and give, yet scarcely receive 
It’s the heart that deceives
My Soul resides upon a mountain of misery

It shouts, its scream, yet high up above, as it seems
Away, away from mankind to care
At times like these I am at despair
Hoping, seeking and wishing to share
I speak my heart, my thoughts, and my mind….
Yet scarcely, do I dare to show this degree of misery
My essence is as thin as air…. 
If I hit mankind in the face
No mark, no remembrance, no trace shall I leave
No sweet- sour memories to reminisce upon
Its as if my very presences is provocative to mankind
They ask me kindly, oh please! Oh please! do leave, Save us time and disappear!
No one to care, no one to adhere to

I loved and laughed and lived and hoped and trusted in mankind
Yet from this day on shattered and stiff and deceived and depleted, is what, I now am 
I bare a load wrapped tight around my heart
That never seems to crack or break, 
No fitting key, no rock to break….
For my humble abode lies within my mountain of misery
Where I reside high up above from mankind
From; Hurt or pain or deception or greed
From this day on, to no one shall I heed
I fight my battles on my own
I sail upon a one-man boat

Details | Lyric | |

Was it you

1st Verse:

Walk on by me if you see me
Let me pass just let me go
All those things we had between us
Just the past now says so

In the moment it was real
At the time we could stand still
For a love we thought would last
Never forgotten by the past


The love we thought could never die
Has evaporated to blue sky


Saw you today
Couldn’t believe
Was it you standing there
Did my eyes deceive?
Never thought I would wonder
Always thought I knew
But now I don’t know
Is it true?
Was it you?

2nd Verse:

Turn around walk the other way
Strangers is what we are
Knew each other inside and out
Now just a distant star

Time and space, left it behind
Gave our hearts to another kind
Tweaking dreams not breaking seams
Changing faces Wiping slates clean

Details | Rhyme | |

My sister has courted Death

Lush, green meadows beyond punctured skies,
Balloons of every shape and size,
Golden hues masked by glory,
Suppose the people have no worry.

Dashing across the wooden floorboards,
Children giggle and swing their swords,
Imaginations that drive them wild,
How I wish I were still a child.

An ease about my sister's face,
The maidens prepare to tie the lace,
I suck my breath; I hold it in,
My wedding dress makes me thin.

Buxom priestess with wary eyes,
She eyes Death and speaks true lies,
Death doesn't focus, for she is healthy,
Despite the fact she's born too wealthy. 

Oblivious cheers the crowd does act, 
When Death kisses me, my eyes go flat,
Soul born into the world and soul taken away,
I was a stranger since my first day.

My sister's eyes I catch with mine,
Wordless gaze, mute goodbye,
She speaks to me with a hushed breath,
'My sister has courted Death.'

And so I have. 

Details | Rhyme | |


my destiny I have to resume
my purpose or so I presume
all doubt I have to exhume
responsibility I have to assume
its really never too late
or maybe it’s just fate
only God gives a clean slate
even when we have lots on our plate
people so particular about dates
all this time they use to hate
showing no pity even to sister kate
with perdition as their right-hand mate
I dream of a season
When I’ll finally see reason
The cause and need for all this treason
In a world where all trust is dead
Judgement day lies in wait like a bed
Unto lies we are lead
Into the abyss of uncertainty we’re spread
Sometimes I think I need a breather
I just can’t take it
Hook, line and sinker
There is so much at  stake
See how they tinker
Or dignity they finger
Our death-beds they make
Their lies flow forth like a lake
While in suffering we sleep and wake
It’s time we opened our mouth to talk
And oh, they’re gonna hear it all in bulk
My words are gonna hit them like the hulk
I’m so tired of sitting to sulk
In any event that I lose my life
At last I’ll escape for all this strife.

Details | Lyric | |

Black Widow

1 through the door
2 through your heart
3 through your head
4 colors in my eyes
Red, red, red

1 clash
2 rings
3 words
4 sirens
Shrieks of red, red, red

1 bed of white
2 saviors
3 men at my side
4 grievers
Tears of red, red, red

1 room of rock
2 rings around my wrist
3 eyes in my head
4 days before forever
Stains of red, red, red

1 room
2 sides
3 on one
4 on the other
Crying out red, red, red

1 decision
2 stabs of pain in my side
3 cries
4 smiles
The judge says red, red, red

1 boy
2 people
3 arguments
4 solutions
Mine was red, red, red

Details | Free verse | |

Moonlight Bliss

Sadness overflows
glorifying this time
when the sun loses
its battle over the
When this heart
feels devoid of
anything happy and
the light of
this being loses
its battle over the

I feel you slipping
away into the darkness
of this moment.
I will wait for you
to emerge in the
stillness of this night.

Details | Free verse | |

Resting place of Mary Jane

Mary Jane was barely sixteen
When they locked her away
For talking very strangely
They readily declared that
she had lost her mind
This so called safe keeping place
Turned into her secret grave
Ninety seven years ago
This sad tale played out
Yet this sixteen year old child
still sadly roams in this place
This dark dreaded asylum
still hears her wailing voice
In the silence of the night
You might still catch her sight
Moving from room to room
Lost in an asylum of
Quantum and space

 Nalanti Goosen©2012 
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A moonlight's dream

There, by the moonlight
Me and my dark knight do dance
My dress is silver
The same colour as moonbeam
Tonight I am lost in love

The night will end soon
I lament when my knight leaves
Will he come again?
I rest my heart on patience
Till I shall be in his arms

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A mask
Left without face
Guarded a man with scars
Kept him in lonely seclusion
The public made him a brutal nightmare
Took a matrimony with shadows
Evolved into a myth
Story of hate
A mask

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Gentle as the moon

Who is this?
That calls me from my latent apathy.
Why is this good?
rescuing heart from lovers atrophy.

My desperate mewling 
reached further than a shout.
Stumbling toe scraping limp
took me further, packed more clout.

I was lied to.
Thinking that you're bottomless ration,
could be earned,
could be bought with acts of compassion.

I was indulging in hurt,
abiding in poetic romantic pain.
I was thrashing around
bellowing at nothing,
needing to blame.

Why is this love for me?
when I was wasting all my energy
on a treadmill run.
Who is this?
That holds me light;
gentle as the moon,
source of the sun.

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A Part Of Me Lives In Darkness

A part of me lives in darkness,
Afraid to come out, thinking it's useless,
Useless to live a life,
Even if there is no strife.

Confliicts surround us no matter where we go.
While you think things will be pure as snow.
I think of all the negativity,
Not always thinking of the purity.
"No outcome is good" I think.
I tell myself my life is down the sink.

Drained of all the sureness,
A part of me lives in darkness.
I feel so uncapable,
Like I've never been stable;
Stable to think things good, 
I'd sneak out and roam the neighborhood.

A part of me lives in darkness,
Never having awareness.
What will the out come be?
I don't know, I don't take the time to see.
They tell me I know better,
But then I'd feel "under the weather".

A part of me lives in darkness,
Feeling like it's useless.
I'd end up rebelling,
feeling like my mind is swelling.
Chaos turning around and around me,
Like it knows no boundry.


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Instinctively moving through time, my judgement results in my pain, at times it feels like this 
world is unfamiliar or just does not entertain my triumph. Too many days endured 
emotionless, thoughtless, does my heart beat in vain because it has not a purpose. 
Recognizing my surface is a struggle, better days have to be ahead, only the strongest 
survive in an era where being strong is not good enough. I long for a companion with a silk 
heart trimmed in gold, a queen who is uplifting, i need strength at my weakest points. For so 
long i have been loyal without reward, do i dare view ones reflection in the mirror, sacrifice 
is the key element to my joy, true happiness is on reserve.

Details | Free verse | |

Show me

I bow to purity

But what is pure?

Show me purity

I bow to clarity

But what is clear?

Show me clarity

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The Hill

An empty castle,
a broken spell,
look to the hill,
upon it a well,
deep in its depths,
a princess you'll find,
against the stones,
her bones will grind,
at the end of the hill,
a prince lay buried,
to the ground,
his blood is married,
a witchs spell,
cast to kill,
it ran its corse,
upon that hill,
one dark day,
the princess drowned,
killing the prince,
with the sight he found,
in the well,
he saw her lifeless eyes,
trip and tumble, 
that's how he dies,
that's the end,
their love now gone,
killed on a hill,
by a witchs con...

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end of the day

half smile starts to slip
     hairline cracks around the lips
pick up the pace down
     five flights she
hits the crash bar
stinging wind whips aside
     all that remains

the startling cruelty of
his gentle pale eyes in her rear view

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Taffeta, Silk,and Lace

As she walked down the stairs i could feel on the back of my neck goosebumps and 

I was playing in a derelict house hiding from my friends behind some dusty old chairs

But something wasnt right she looked sad lonley and out of place

Looking back now i didnt feel scared she looked radient dressed in taffeta silk and 

I was Eleven at the time and thinking back to it now

I just knew she was a ghost but wasnt frightened dont ask me how

She didnt see me and she sort of glided not walked towards an open door

Curiosity got the better of me so i followed her wanting to see more

As i edged nearer the doorway i expected her not to be there

But she was and i heard her singing the sweetest song i swear

I was so taken by her radience serenity and calm

Then i realised shes a ghost they scare you but i didnt feel in any harm

She just sort of floated there seeing something i couldnt see

Then....the moment was gone as i heard my friends shouting for me

Ive never forgot that day its stayed with me forever

And as i grew up i researched the history of the house and was rewarded for my 

There used to live in that house a kindly lady she was a mother and a wife

But tragedy struck her family she lost her children so griefstricken

she took her own life

But legend as it she used to sing the sweetest lullabies to her children every night

To sooth them into sleep and chase away there fright

I often ask myself did she see me that long ago day

If ever im weighed down by troubles that just wont seem to go away

If im restless of sleep and the evening winds running fair

I swear i can hear the sweetest lullabies carried on the air

It eases me in to sleep then i dream of the sereness of her face

Gliding down that staircase resplendent in her taffeta,silk and lace

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Love- Murder or suicide?

I am sunflower to you, great sun
I bloom for your presence
Without you I should wither and die, 
but I would scorch beneath the brilliance of your gaze

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Untitled #319 / In the heart

F'ked in the ass,
f'ked in the ass,
f''ked in the heart

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Crying In The Rain

Crying in the rain
Letting go of all this pain
I do not want to see again
How we came crashing to an end
I do not want to see why
We were forced to say good bye
I have watched it and I have lived it
Been crushed by such a low hit
I’m crying in this rain
My eyes red with raw pain
The tears are flowing
Just not going
And I’m left all alone
I beg for your forgiveness
I scream with all I’ve got
But when it comes together
What I have is not a lot
I walk alone down this street
Strangers’ eyes are following
But I just keep on walking
Head down and never slowing
I pace these roads and hope to find
Something that means anything
Something that’s familiar
Until then I’m just left hanging
I’m still crying in this town
The rain pours on my face
Trying to forget you
But failing at first base
I cannot help but remember
Your face and how you smile
Just keep walking strong
It might be easier after a mile
Your eyes and how they glowed
Are burnt into my mind
I close my eyes and see them
Staring back right into mine
I’m crying on this night
And will on many more to come
I’ll stumble forward without you
Looking for my fortune
I cannot ever forget
The feeling that I had
When you put your arms around me
And chased away all the sad
I will try but fail to forget
How you loved me through thick and thin
I will wander through my life
But always still in love with him
He was my world and I can’t forget
He makes me who I am
Although he’s gone and lost from sight
I will not become a sham
I will always try to forget
How brilliant he made me feel
Made the world seem wonderful
And that maybe this world was real
The pain I feel when I remember him
Is cutting deeper still
He’s left a gaping hole in me
One that no one could ever fill
I try and try and fail again
My baby is still gone
I’m crying in this rain again
Cold and all alone

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A Dumbfounded Man

                              THERE VARAL MOTIONS PARN

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Why is “someday” such a sad word?
When one like “never” is so much worse?
Why....why “someday”?

Why is “someday” such a sad, sad word?
Perhaps the saddest one I’ve ever heard...
Why “someday”?

has somebody
Except me, it seems
but that's not why I want to leave

So out of it
feel “out of it”
Never was in
can't find the way 

"Life’s one big bluff
Keep a straight face
Don’t let ‘em see your cards."

Yeah, life’s one big God-forsaken bluff
and I’m about to jump off

Someday, I thought you’d find me
Someday, I thought you’d love me
But someday ....
someday NEVER CAME

“Someday,” they say, “You’ll find somebody.”
“Someday, you will be happy.”
“Someday, life will mean something.”
But someday I'll be SICK of waiting

Someday, you’ll see why it can’t be
Someday we’ll ALL be sorry
One day
sweet day
I’ll find my way 
out of this body.

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Your Mask

Your mask is impossible to crack
A most confusing riddle
I find myself lost again
Stuck smack in the middle
Your mask is hiding you away
Misleading me and so on
I find myself at your mercy again
Feeling I've become undone
Your mask is cruel, unforgiving
Troubling my dreams at night
I find myself so crippled again
Lost this endless fight
Your mask is an illusion
I wish I knew the real you
I find myself at a major loss
When you mislead me like you do
Your mask is something horrid that
I'd love to see the end of
I find myself at a disadvantage
Because with you I am in love

Details | I do not know? | |

Dancing Tides

Hope hangs by a string, but it never dies completely.
All your regrets are packed in the corner, all nice and neatly.
Hiding away so that the world can't make a fool of you.
Trying so hard not to do all that you're dying inside to do!
It's like a wave washing up onto the beach, it's never ending.
You hear the crash upon the shore as fake as when you are pretending.
The light from above as you struggle below for air,
is like a glimmer of trust in a game of truth and dare!
And like the tide we retreat and then come crashing down again
We are the dancing tides. We seek but never reach the end.
Gathering our minds, trying to figure it all out.
Hope, my old friend, looks like a twinkle of doubt.
But then the break forms a crack that leads the way
back to the dancing tides we love and like a wave we sway!

Details | I do not know? | |


it was raining every where 
on woods and seas without care
countless tears were falling from sky
heart and earth both were dry
i heard the music of the rain 
its voice brought me a lot of pain
feeling thirsty i came out in rain
but all the droplets remained in vain
then your memories overcame my mind
my eyes became wet and tears shed
most of them remained outside 
some of them however fell inside 
drizzling on heart made it wet
my soul eversince feels at rest

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Divided in two

Two parallel Worlds divide my body and mind in two.

One World holds my heart, while the other holds my limp body.

One World shows the life i'v held in my heart, where there is good and there is bad, but everything in that World always ends in good.

The other World shows the life i'v feared for years, where there is nothing but bad, but everything ends in death.

I'v lived in both Worlds.
I'v hurt in both Worlds.

Both seem neither good nor bad at times.

But the funny thing is... 
OUR world today is what those two Worlds have become.

( If you may PLEASE comment of Mail me. Sorry i havn't been on in a long time... ALOT has happened this year to me)

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Stand Up And Fight {Poetry In Motion}

a womans humanity remains strong
regardless of the victimization
simply stand strong to opposition

Tribute To Abused Woman
Never Give Up The Fight

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The Pox Man

Oh, he rides though forest, he rides now through the hills—
The Pox Man is coming and he kills and he kills…
He lays waste to the red man and the white man, too—
He brings that soft darkness to both me and to you.

It may come with blankets; it may come with his horse—
It marks and gives you fever to run out its course.
He’s a tall, solemn scarred man that fills you with dread—
He may spare you your life or he’ll leave you for dead.

Oh, turn from the Pox Man – to him you do not pray,
His mercy is random, he has little to say.
He will ride off now soon - touch the weak with his breath—
He’s giver and taker – yes, we know him as death.

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~Sorrow Of Life~

                           I try to look in the mirror it starts erasing me

                          until the only thing i see is a mask of blizzery

                       it filled up with moments of cold thoughts of misery

               I think i ate the poisoned apple that snow whites supposed eat

                            cause now I'm living another life like Dorothy

                             oh, spoke to soon here it comes there i go

                              the tornado that makes the volcano blow.

               -dedicated to the LIFE i live, dedicated to the LIFE that gives.

        ~Tanner Cox

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Some Sad Dark Secret

"Temper your enthusiasm,"
She said, 
"The extremes of your reactions;
You should have 
A more conventional frame
On which to hang 
Your unconventionality."
"Don't push people,"
She said,
"You make yourself vulnerable."

She told me not to rhapsodise,
That it would be difficult,
Impossible, perhaps,
For me to harness my dynamism.
The tone of my work,
She said, 
Is often a little dubious.
She said 
She thought 
That there was something wrong.

That I'm hiding 
Some sad 
Dark secret from the world.
"Temper your enthusiasm,"
She said, 
"The extremes of your reactions;
You should have 
A more conventional frame
On which to hang 
Your unconventionality."

("Some Sad Dark Secret" was inspired by words once spoken to me by a former tutor and mentor of mine in around 1982 or '83. And my own perhaps partly fantastical reflections on them.)

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  S-  sanction
  A-  apprehension
  N-  negitivism
  I-  insainity
  T-  tentitive
  A-  accenssion
  R-  redirective
  I-  immobilization
  U-  under seat
  M-  man handle

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Make Your Choice

Shake the hand
and stand in line.
Prepare to be deceived.

The shock and awe
of what you saw
will break what you believe.

When places swap
and bodies drop
Are you willing to take the dive?

Or will you try?
cheat, kill, or lie,
to make sure that you stay alive?

Now is the time,
its left up to you.
no time to be losing your voice.

So try not to cry,
or beg and ask why.
Just breathe in and make your choice.

Details | Senryu | |

Pulled the Trigger

Bullet wounds
The criminal shoots down his
First targets

How dare you
Shoot them uncontrollably
CHAOS grows .  .  .

Don’t shoot it!
The victims are running mad
And you pulled

The trigger
I’m terrified of your strength
DROP IT, man ! ! !

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Red Eyes and Sinister Looks

Chains, hay forks, knives, and a hollow whisper,
become more true and sinister.
Halt in the middle of the moon light, 
and a waver image soon is no delight.
Voices run a muck in the head, 
so not calming you wish you were dead.
Gushing blood through the eye
not an image that you would rely.
Nails stuck on your neck with such pain
so your paralyze just little life sustain.
Hoodlums terrorizing people running a muck
did not really know they are in luck.
More dangerous beings are out their
to commit such act and with sinister stare.
Laughing with haunting echo's through
is an aspect of fear can imbue.
The wind changes direction to smother
the echoing sound of laughter.
The panicking state that you are in
soon drives a knife within.
Blood rushing out of your vain
a crucial part of your life dropping like rain.
Running without a destination
you will never reach anyone of your relation.
Sliding your body on a wall
keeping your fall in a stall.
Red eyes you can see it at night
is soon devouring you with little bite.
Changing your belief with tonics of relief
and it is to late to turn a new leaf.
Ears start to deceive the animals sound
eating limbs are chewing around.
Slowly your red eyes steadily getting heavy
is starting to take your life with a levy.
Dropping down with no attitude
and your life force slowly loses altitude.
Breathing comes not so easy
smelling flesh seems so beastly.
The change comes a desire
with frightening red eyes of fire.
Comes more lethal than the hoodlums 
your heart beating like drums.
Your hand becomes all fury
claws come out and your howl with furry.
Trance your in with no one to blame
a rage thats hundreds of centuries of flame.
Rising from a slumber of long lust
a animal instinct that you can trust.
Tearing things apart with no meaning
is a trait that is so deceiving.
Red eyes at night you see in a window
like a poisonous black widow.
Keeps you in attack mode of insanity
that takes all your vanity.
Ferocious emotions eating away
the soul that you had once betray.
The echoing sounds of loud thunder
breaks away the armor with sunder.
You fall once again to torturous agony
the feeling of one self is so lonely.
Shaking in the corner you are found
with blood soaked skin you drowned.
The night becomes day cruel in some way
your memories go in disarray.
The hunters with torches and sinister look
had parted way their hands shook.

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A Crooked Sorrow

Canoe, golden brown inking rust colored depths, reflects the shape of my buried soul in rootless flight
Grassy banks envelop the waters and root the hoary trees that are the ghostly spectres bending
To reach for me with blackened toothed arms jaggedly carving silhouettes into the waning light
 Hush their soft murmuring, the rustle of their fading leaves the whispered voices of chis descending

Melodiously they speak of the angst simmering from where the sinful spirits are beckoning
The eclipsing moon’s tide that pulls the unhurried river meets the sullied shores of my reckoning 

The shadows of a godless eternity darkens the ancient seams of life and is slowly spreading

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We Watch With Tears In Our Eyes

the droplets of memories
both unwanted and loved,
they carry our strengths,
with glimpses of what we think we cannot do,
in a vision,
never tangible like the
bars we use to box ourselves,
we do so to keep the
memories out.
They obscure his watchful eyes,
so that what he doesn't see
are the clocks with no numbers,
and instead truth at twelve,
false at six.
In joy he sees the smiling plays
upon a persons face,
yet he doesnt identify
with the actors
as playing the role
assigned to them,
but instead the characters,
masterfully designed by the
thoughts and plans of harm
they wish to do;
to cause him to shut down.
To take the world around him
and squander his life;
he takes it
and those of the loved ones
around him.
The clock points at six.
In sorrow he forgets his love;
forgets the beauty that
he has been given to
change loved ones fortunes,
hes like a child at play,
whose love radiates,
filling the cold floor
andsteel bars of a 
playground left for time
with the orange hue of
wanted energy.
But his obscured eyes
look on the loss of love
and pity for the misfortune
given to him.
And with the bars he ruins more love,
creating the cycle of depression once more,
in another seemingly beautiful heart.
The clock points at twelve.
She comes into his life,
with the knowledge of love
given to her because
she accepted Him.
and she gives to him what
no one cared to give;
a love so unconditional,
so that his moments
in which he forgot himself,
and turn to scar those he loved
never changed her ways.
She was like an owl,
with her own watchful eyes
she watched upon another,
as to create balance upon his life.
And she had her own memory filled tears,
he never hesitated to return the love
he gave her.
And so the cycle of the clock ceased to exist
in the lives of two
so intertwined.
And time was never again a problem,
since the slept on
with watchful,
never tearful

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The Nocturnal Curse

We will meet again 
Like thousand times before 
Beauty and her ugly beast . 
Mincing morning smile , 
Involved in our prolonged , repeated , possible conversation
Running away from the spears of direct feelings , 
Rambling in the emptiness of the day hours , till it get dizzy  
And pour its torturing , merciful departure on our heads . 
Destroyed .. I come back  
Like thousand times before  
To sink in my heavy darkness ; 
In mud ; like overwintering frogs , 
And see you in your incredible haze , 
Blasting , get higher gaily , out of the impossible limits of reason  
Till your eyes trammel in my eyes for a time 
Like thousand times before , 
And question passes in your mind , 
And your lips murmurs in baffler common-sensical 
A very very far answer . 
O my flower .. my beauty curse 
If you could only know what pain inside this mud ,
If you could only understand its heavy bearing and weakness 
If you saw your hands is fog , 
Your heart is fog , 
Your soul is fog . 
If you saw the night in your eyes a gate of a crushed city by thousand armies , 
And saw your little heart in the fallen streets distributed on the horses shoes and 
hawks beaks ; 
You would cry .. as I surely did . 
And fail .. like thousand times I failed 
To hang with a tiny , tiny smile .. 
In the meeting time . 
And leave .. like thousand times I left , 
Without your heart trembling and ask you to stay . 
And ramble .. Like thousand times I rambled , from the capture of the words , 
In our prolonged , repeated , possible conversation 
To dream of sleeping on my hands . 
O my beauty .. we will meet again 
Like thousand times .. we will meet again ; 
Beauty and her ugly beast . 
Mincing morning smile 
Involved in our prolonged , repeated , possible conversation .. 
Running away from the spears of direct feelings ; 
As a curse brought your heart down , 
From its incredible haze . 
As a curse brought my heart up , 
From its heavy mud . 
As a curse wondering every night by the evening 
Collecting the hearts from the horses shoes and hawks beaks , 
And give them .. some soul .

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Dawn of Misfortune

You’re the dawn of despair and gloominess
You’re the sunset that discards my gladness
You deceived me…you made me trek the road of calamity
You grieve for me…you yearn for my sympathy… but I overlook your pity

Horror strikes me, scorching away my destiny
My confidence has slowly departed from me…so what should I do?
Terror swallows me alive, now I’m begging to flee!
My self-reliance has disregarded and fled from thee…now I’m crammed with woe

Digest the emptiness that I feel deep inside
Heed to what I’m about to announce to you…
Digest the affliction that I brushed aside
Hear what I’m about to warn you about…it’s all true

You deserted me…melt the isolation that has filled us with woe
You brainwashed me…you tarnished my bliss
You captivated me…now I have nowhere to go
You terrorized me…you singed up my happiness

You’re the dawn of anguish and shame
You’re the midnight stars that burn with fame
You betrayed me…you made me cut down my garden…shedding fertility
You mourn for me…you long for my forgiveness… so I’m ready to accept your plea
What is the code that will animate your presence?
What is the code that will liquefy the ice of silence?

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True to Myself

a lot has happened
but i was too blind to see
that there's no love for a man like me
women come and go
and they all are users and gold digers
they want everything
but i don't wanna loose my soul love!
my mind pictures this beauty
saying how deeply in love she's fallen for me
i have to get real and be true to myself
the kind of love we write and sing about
does not really exist

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The Sea Blue Eyes I

Once in a while I meet a person whose eyes tell their story
The story is like the sky reflection on the seas of glory
The eyes are all the wonder of the world
It sees the future, past, and present
The eyes give us knowledge of the world and reflection
The reflection of sadness and weakness of each creature
The wonder of each individual being has a present
To the world who has lots of false images
To arise the moment of that one glance
To follow the heart in romance
Just the reflection that gather in your eyes of blue
What a man and a woman should view
Life is such a pain without stopping to see each eyes
Its like roses you have to enjoy each passion in side
When that moment collides with mind and heart
Nothing in your soul can keep your love apart
Join in the fun look in every eyes of a person beside
With passion and romance I bet you, you would cry
The luster of all the things to come
A bounty of life long needs to be given by just the wonders of the eyes
The blue seas reflects the different depths of our feelings
And it should become revealing
Come to your senses with ravaging hormones of lust
The sea can take you and even the reflection in the eyes of the person
The beauty is not held by one it is held by everyone
Such looks with fear for no relief
Is almost a dreadful part in our human nature
Beware of what can happen when emotions are held
Held to the core of an individual
No such thing is kindness when you find yourself in the Sea Blue Eyes
Calling in your soul by just looking
With ignorance you play around with such futile emotion
Gush away the fear and do not go insane with life so dear
The grasp of the titans comes to reveal
The evil within your heart is so obscenely noticed
You want the sea and you want those eyes to look at you with wishes
The rage in the heart are waves that cannot stop 
It pushes and pushes with no regret
The heart falters and there is only one thing in your mind
The idea of one soul to be with is the ocean 
The rifts that is trying to break to end the wants of desire
Cannot be trusted in a human lier
The beauty of man is destruction 
The beauty of women are commands
The eyes of each does not matter in the sea
Because all emotion and desire is given to those who are true
Command of a person is just one thing 
The desire to destroy is another
The Sea Blue Eyes will see no bother cause it bares it all
Even the utmost desire
To be continue.

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Underneath it all

You showed be love, I gave you affection. You showed me hatred, I still gave you attention. Who knows what lies underneath it all? First you got me out of my shell. Then you made me go through hell. Who knows what lies underneath it all? You played with my soul and mind. You and your friends stabbed me from behind. Who knows what lies underneath it all? In the end you left me isolated and stranded. Hurt, embarrassed, humiliated I left empty handed. But who knew what really lied underneath it all?

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The Hope That I've Lost, The Hope That You Give Me

Why must I feel so alone,
I know you are right here,
Why is my future so fogged,
Yet I can see you clear.

Why must I feel broken- dead,
When you breathe in me life,
Why even when I feel happy,
I attract the knife.

Why do I feel empty,
When you fill me with such joy,
People say I need a man,
But you are not a boy.

How can someone love so much,
When they just hate themseves,
Why do I feel so alive,
When I here funeral bells.

How can my heart be so broken,
But mended by you,
How can I trust anyone,
I know our love is true.

Details | I do not know? | |

Not the way to be

Some days are joyous....

But not today,

I was once so Jolly,

But it soon went away...

Waiting for a change,

But yet I'm still the same....

Never thought of such misery,

Not having clarity,

This isn't the way to be.....

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Sitting in a room
Filled with darkness and gloom
Only I wish
To leave here soon

Yet locked are the doors
The sound touches the ear
A sound of devilish laughter, and terrifying roars
Is all i can hear
Where am I?
Where have I gone?

Is this place where
I truly belong?

Not sure of the path
My soul has chosen
Hazy and unclear
My thoughts seem frozen

Everything seems
Like one large test
Despratly i need
A good nights rest

Yet the sound of evil
Is knocking on the door
Can they do anything
Possibly more?

I'm at a crossroad
with two seperate paths 
Yet which shall bring
a reason to live once at last
Judged by everyone
Criticized by all

Still i am standing

Still walking tall

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surround by darkness

 always surround by darkness trying to find the light in this meanless life, where could i
get that sweet taste of light, where will i get my freedom, when all my dreams and hopes
will be finally realize, i just want to get out of this darkness, i just want to get a
life of happiness, is that so hard to find and get? can someone tell when my dark days
will be over? please i need you answer my call, come and help me, please before is too late...

Details | I do not know? | |

Fragments Of Life

Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces.
Distant yet echoed through the listless years.
Grinding all emotion together in pain and love
and the melting begins to twist all the 
emotions into a spiral of hopelessness.
The fragment awakes.
and i find i missed the years of hope.
Hissing like snakes
tied around my neck like a rope!
Desolate and drenched in despair.
but a new hope enters with a different air.
Fragments entwined 
to form what's inside.

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I sit and watch as the sadness seeps into the face before me

Watching with growing desperation as the face slowly crumples like tissue

Feel the aching in my heart as the eyes start to redden

Seeing the tears well up in the sockets until with a sob they overflow

Spilling out onto the cheeks leaving streaks in the dirt

As they course down the face of utter despair

Washing over the quivering lips from which escapes yet more sobbing

Falling like raindrops from the chin to splash upon the floor

My hearts aches and breaks

And I want to reach out and cuddle and comfort the tortured soul before me

Helplessly I find I can offer no solace

I turn my back with a heavy heart

And walk away from the mirror

Kriss Lee ( CLiPiCs ) 27/08/09

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Curled Up

Her skin white, drained
Her expression dark, pained
Eyes staring out, completely blank
Hair lifeless, dank
Her fingers curled, still
In her mouth, a cyanide pill

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It’s quiet in here
Almost completely silent
All I can hear is the dying mechanical hum 
of whatever’s barely keeping me alive

I’m suspended in something
Much like liquid 
but far more restricting

My eyes are burning 
So I keep them closed
And it’s that much less pain I feel

It takes all I have
To reach out and touch the glass
And wonder what’s out there
Wonder what I’m missing

If I’ve got to stay here my entire life
Then what’s the point

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A lil'piece of Heaven spiked with Hell

Atop the roof he stands staring out over the city
A dark silhouette against the flashing lights
Watching the despair and vulnerability
Of the unaware mortals with lack of sight.
They don’t see his kind or the dangers that awaits
Around every turn; in every aspect of their lives
For only their suffering and blood will sedate
The demons hungers; only the strong survives
He should be their protector, their saviour
But he’s fallen; light tainted by the dark
He chose her; sweet lips and divine flavor
So now he bares the lost wings mark
Those who’s fallen from God’s grace
Destined to roam the earth for eternity
A despaired and forgotten race
Consumed by Satin’s insanity
He basked in Heaven’s serenity and light
But he turned his back for the sin of lust
The tantalizing feel of her flesh each night
Pleasure so strong it peaks to combust
And sends him spiraling over the edge
Deeper and deeper he slips down
Closer to Hell; further from Heaven’s refuge
Forsaken and alone he is forever bound
To watch man live, love and die
To see remorse and God’s forgiveness
Never to know it and breach the sky
Once more; filled with hate and wrongness
He’s a lil’piece of heaven spiked with hell
An angel who has lost his way
Jealous of man, so normal and frail
Capable of only watching each day

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Abstract of Now

Sunsets of imagined colors disburse
on a thought,
they do not exist
   in this moment
of Now.
Nothing sits on your tongue
   of tomorrow
where nothing
    that cannot
    cannot be
in this very instant
of you
          in the Now of we.

Do you not see?

Details | Ballad | |

Disposed By Hate

Darkness sets in on a man. A weak, powerless man. A man trapped in his thoughts. Battling and trying to fight but falling into a constant lose. Trying to seek a light. But there's none in sight. Growing weaker and weaker each day. He's holding onto strings better left to fray. Sitting, thinking, breaking down with his head in his hands. Figuring all this out only to which he understands. Not knowing his fate. He's disposed by hate.

He's a mess, Filled with stress. Cant find a away out. To much to think about. Just a dark, weak minded soul. It's really taking its toll. He's been through so much. That he's effecting to the slightest touch. Its a long way to break free. To think there's a chance and one he must see. But he's not even close to reality. He's trapped in a place that he's always known. There's no way out and the door isnt shown. Struggling not knowing his fate. He's disposed by hate.

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The room in the corner, 
With its three wood doors, 
Each heavier than before, 
A subtle air not of fear, 
Patient vents waiting to hear, 

Clenching at the scent, 
Umbrage and stale paint, 
Taste of turpentine and taint , 
Dust gracefully composed, 
Large eraser shards in throws, 

Senile light made rent, 
Lingering weight of lead, 
Below a layered graphite bed, 
Glows like the antithesis of chrome, 
A shallow doom drawn in monotone.

Details | I do not know? | |


Alone you walk?
Is that what you claim?
Maybe it's you who's left it this way?

I've seen pen to paper write
the deepest of thoughts
and the darkest of secrets

It's been too long since our hearts did beat
a bliss filled sense of numbness
yet we find it only in ignorance

I'll walk alone, yes all alone
but only to see you walk
hand in hand in another's embrace

So allow me to take your lonely path
and I'll smile as I give you away

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I have arrived by thy own passion 
By covering thy eyes I shall prosper.
Playing deaf also does my heart good. 
You chose to close your mind 
Hardening your heart. 
I then will laugh at thee 
Mocking thy pain and agony.
The light of day has passed thee by
Sighing and bleeding for you and you denied it. 
You dared speak for me thinking you were strong.
You listened to fools thinking you were mightier than he
Ha I say, I care not for I know what you are. 
I will then will blanket you and cover you in awe
You will think of me as a friend as I destroy thee
Your weapons shall be useless
Especially since you have forgotten how to use them
Remember you wanted me and I cared not for you
Ha again I say, ha and I shall not go away.  
I bring no peace, laughter or gain.
 No silence is there, just hunger and pain. 
Blood and death are in my hand
I thank thee for you hungered after me.
I am darkness and I am here to play.

Details | I do not know? | |

Sad Faces

Dark in no inch of light just silly 
faces in the
 dark in my mind
poker faces and no smiles and
 just sadly faces trying be found
and waiting to be happy again no
 more sweet nice
words or soft touches just empty 
surroundings and loose ends 
with how cares! foolish me and not
you hurt just came anytime in a day
you punk me lift me with all this hate 
in my eyes who every i see you 
made this person the way she is 
now its up to you to fix my sad faces
i envy in me

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Deadly secrets

Dilapidated and faded,
Together they made it.
A house to a home,
If only she had known...
The darkness that lurks and dwells
deep within
Consuming, confusing and
Consoling his sin.
The secrets he hides are not harmless,
In fact,
The secrets he harbors are clues to his past.
Dark and shamed, he keeps them bottled up
Never popping the top to see what comes up.
He closes his eyes and pretends it's not real,
Consumes drink after drink 'til he can no longer feel.
But she has no idea of the monster he hides,
Her friends warned her.Well, at least they tried...
But when you're young and 'in love'
'Love is blind'
And her belief always was,
'True love is hard to find'
So she smiled and ignored them, played off their words,
Thinking to herself," Him..? A danger.. how absurd..."

Together they lived in their 'love' filled home,
The monster in him, becoming more tempted to roam,
He fought to keep it buried deep,
Night after night, alone, he'd weep...
'Til finally one day she confronted him,
Asked him about the words her friends had spoken.
" Beat his last girlfriend until she could no longer breathe.."
"Then he bathed in her blood as he watched her chest heave...."
That's what the girls had told her...
And after she mentioned it... she seen his anger...
His blue eyes seemed to glow an eerie shade of red,
Her heart stopped as she seen him, her soul filled with dread.
He raised his hand and struck her face...
"You let the monster out now! enjoy HIS face! "
She will never be seen again...
The news just says..."Both vanished... without a trace..."

Details | Free verse | |

jump rope

there’s a curve 
at the end of every sidewalk 
did you know every block’s 
measured by the lazy way a rope
skips and ponytails itself down its own street?
my, how my rope bends
alongside that straight line
six inches above what you call a ‘curb’ under my knees
falling and rising under my feet

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The assasination of Margaret May

The wind was blowing,
as the car was going,
across the hills ; across the vales
the night seemed young , as each nightbird sung 
to the moon there long and timeless tales.
Then, at midnight hour
the chauffeur rested, his iron fists upon  the wheel.
There it was,
The mansion of Margaret May, 
whose life tonight I shall verily seal.
I approached the moors like a silent hound
I scaled the walls then climbed the mounds
And though the night was dark and still
I still saw the great house upon the grey hill.
I scanned each wing like a wolf would see,
a sheep as it feeds with humility,
and yet it was no prey, that I was to kill,
for the hounds, they now bayed upon each hill.
The moon gleamed its mischief upon the terrace;
And it shined, like an unearthly thing,
it gleamed its sorrow upon my face,
and wailed its scorn, against the human beings.
I entered the house 
the doors were not locked,
so I opened them slowly and its  walls they did talk.
They spoke of devils and demons and familiar kind;
But I did not see them for my soul was blind.
I took out the weapon and its barrel shined,
by the light of the moon thay was now declined.
And having climbed up the ladder,  to the rooms upstairs,
I found  May just finishing her prayers.
She turned around and I gazed at her eyes;
How could such beauty be 'bought' to demise?
I dropped the weapon,
no bullet could shred;
The flesh of the mortal,
that before me was spread.
And yet she would die for the world could not accept,
what in this masion was hidden and kept.
She was not lustful but lust itself 
and yet I could not stop myself.
For I had no soul,
I had no sin,
I went for her throat, and held tight her chin.
She did not struggle;
She did not plead.
Rather she smiled, till I had finished the deed.
And left her silent;
And still upon her bed,
and there she lies smiling,
but her heart is cold and dead

Details | I do not know? | |


In the middle of the night dead screams arise,
they've fulfilled the darkness on earth.
These gruesome whispers are no surprise,
but they've got me scared and lost.

I just am quietly on my bed,
feeling the darkness smothering me.
Only shrieks in the night tie us,
no one will look for you there.

We went to visit the woods,
we went, but only I came.
We walked through endless forests,
where you can't be found and I am to blame.

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I wish I could tell you
How hard I'm falling.
How I answer the phone
Hoping it's you calling.
You took me by surprise,
Tearing my defenses apart.
You had no trouble at all
Destroying the wall around my heart.
I wish I could tell you 
How strongly I feel,
But I'm scared you'll break my heart
And it will never heal.
I'm surprised you can't
See the truth in my eyes.
Every time you leave
A part of me dies.
Alone, I wait...
Staying up all night,
Hoping you'll come over
Before the morning light.
I'm so scared of 
Falling in love with you.
I doubt that loving me
Is something you would do.

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mysterious noise

the shmelly man ate a gigantic cheese then 
fell and died. the man next door was taking a crap when he heard a scream he thought it was his fellow team pooper, but alas.  it wasnt. it ws the scream of the gigantic cheese man.

Details | I do not know? | |

mY wOrlD!

i wanna get away
but i dont know how
i wanna cry
but they wont come out
i wanna leave 
but my heart wont let me .. .

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no news

the post man said "no mail today"
my heart broke it two...
again today
I thought I was going to die right there
another day,
with no news of survival
how do i manage to let my life go on
when his has  gone and passed away
my mind tells me he's out there some where
but no news from him
no letters
no card
not even two men dressed in suits
My mind wonders
as I try and distract myself
the news comes on
and I watch ever second
hopeing to see your face
just walk by
but as soon as I heard your voice
I knew
I didn't need news
I didn't need a letter or card
because there is no you
well at least not anymore

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My Dying Days

i wish they were here
i don't mean to speak blasphemy
but the truth is
i got nothing to live for
except my talent
my money is gone
plus my friends are too busy to listen
to a man who used to run beer through their throats
and then they would sing, together

Details | I do not know? | |


Forever; is what you told me when we met,
Forever; you told me that you'll be with me,
Forever; you told me our love will be
Forever is what you saw in me.

But is it just a word with cause
Or one without meaning?
Is it one with great depth and sacrifice
Or just an assumption?

Forever; i know where my heart will lie
Forever; My love will be with you, where
ever u go,
Forever, i'll await your return with an open heart,
Forever; i'll wait till the day we both 
shall be one.

Where ever you are and where ever i am,
One thing i know is that we'll both be,
Bound by our hearts in our love, forever

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Unspoken Heat

unspoken heat
surrounds me
the white pillars
turn to gold
i rise above the clouds
and the moment untold
the sun has this crimson light
i lie here and i cry
i wait here so patiently
for a voice to maybe whisper
years go by
here i lie 
no rescue
not a soul to tell me why 
nor my imagination
unspoken heat
surrounds me
the moment remains untold
on this cloud so patiently
not a sounds heard or made
only bright crimson light
shines down on me 
lonesome once again
bot a body nor a speck
in sight
the smell of nothingness
builds up
not enough oxygen left
to breathe
unspoken heat
kills me
here i lie
on this cloud
left to die
here i lie 
now i'm risen

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Walk solemly,
Swaying back and forth on a limb.
Looking down,
With a cry of mystery.
Without an answer.
Whispering what needs to be done,
Watching as my heart decays.
Centering my life on a pedistool,
Prepared to fall off.

Not wanting this,
Not wanting you.
As your love wraps around me,
Sufficating my grasp.
Why, Why may I ask?
Wrapping the chains around my feet.
Leading myself to the undergrounds.
Trailing back and forth,
Ready to take what's coming.
Everything is oh so quiet.
Determined to get away,
Just to be dragged down.
Why, oh why may I ask,
Are these chains making my heart vanish,
And plunder down to your feet.

Details | Elegy | |

Marie III--Is the Coffin Too Deep

So frigid was her immaculate body Her last second in screams is all I can see Love's revenge was my guilt With you I'd rather let you die with Bound hands Without you, Marie, like the psychopath's dream Death is all that I can see; All that could redeem Did anyone ask Did anyone recall The sweet taste of the poison The swift slash of the knife he penetration of the lead The pain of her decaying heart I can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep? Was it so hard to solve Was it so hard to see That I strangled her so easily My nails piercing her comely skin Blood dripping like the pomegranate I crushed with the shovel I shattered her shins The knife to slight her wrists Didn't you see I did it all The only witness Couldn't say Is the coffin too deep? The pain of her decaying hear tI can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep? Marie I cant stay Earth is to cruel when your coffin is to deep Forever in death and in death alone The pain of her decaying heart I can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep?

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Cannot Fathom

The unimaginable 
The thing that is most inhabitable
Weary of loneliness
Scared by rejection
One without the right correction
remember perfect you are not
And realize how hard this war was fought

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Sitting on a smooth rock
as waves crash into it...foaming,
and splashing their salty water on me;
it is warm and soothing after burning
on dunes of sand...listening to rock,
and one of the songs caught my fancy...

The dreamer who follows the stars
is an unloved soul running from time,    
searching for secrets in this Universe...
but finding only sympathy for himself;
he can see the sea-birds in flight,
and wishes more peace at every sunset!  

This pen dashes all thoughts off,
to relieve this mind of unwanted clutter,
clearly seeing beyond the noiseless shore;
and like survivors of a shipwreck:
I let out a deep breath, to feel life 
at its best ,and joyfully play my clarinet...

The dreamer who follows the stars
 loses their traces into space,
they go further and further and disappear from his sight;
he counted them all when they stood still and shone
above the ragged canyons of a dreary moon in silverlight, 
and how can he hope for their return and not dream alone?  

Fugitive darkness gives away to dazzling sun-rays,
the shrills of the gathered sea-gulls, by the beach-house,
bring me back to an existence of joyful laughs; 
I am repulsively sad to have fallen into sleep,
to have missed moments that could have inspired, indeed,
another song for the dreamer who followed the stars!

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                                       A HAUNTED FISHER

	A hawk - sighted and decided young fisher;
          Traps skillfully, fishes for his wisher;
	Waving and sliding water - hills over;
	With howls of 'hurray', grows ever.

		Now a wisher, decrees vessels;
		And fishes millions of dreams and pearls;
		Blunts swords of sun and might of whirls;
		The spheres of storms and lightening, hurls.
			A god of holdings turns all to gold;
			Life to moving circular fold;
			Time to scarce diamonds mould;
			And occasions to sudden perches for hold.

                    	Possess a paradise with Hedden;
		Breaks brutally into the forbidden;
		Inflows and outflows hidden;		
		Landslides and gullies end Aden. 

			Fast after flying dreams, unheard, till; 
			Fast typhoon tosses, waves, spill; 
			Quacks and wrecks whiflashing castle, fill;
			Wakes of the storms died and waters calm still.

		Now where is the floating tower? 
		Flying dreams and manifold power;
		Where is the longed Hedden and Aden’s lover?
		Isn't the ocean calm blue and tempting ever???   
													JOSE PUDUSSERY

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Life is right here

Life as something
(something) it has no word to explain it
It may be infinite or it may be nothing 
Is it there or is it imagination 
can it end without it beginning 
Is it life or evil know as death 
Not knowing if came from the past or is it from the future 
But it is known as something that can take but not give 
It's force is limitless everyone knows about this something 
Because it's there and here Right in front of you

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Laying here in this field,
Rain drops begin to fall
The moon so full and bright
I can see the drops before they land.
This rain feels as though its cleansing my soul
Purifying old memories, 
Old emotions
Washing my old and weathered state
For hours I lay here
In this grassy field
Drenched, to my inner being
The rain slows
Til it stops all together.
I open my eyes to see
Beautiful clear sky
The stars flickering
The moon so vibrant
I stand
And I know the rain washed away.....

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Stuck in this body
My mind starts to think
And examine the possibilties
The possibilty
That I am alone
The possibility
That I am hated
The possibility
No one cares
never does my mnd
Examine the possibility
That I can be loved

Details | Ballad | |

Wasn't Enough

Why bother trying, You watch yourself dying, Crying out to God asking for advice, Help me find away to rejoice, Speak up and feel the noise, Only in away that He knows, And you cant explain, To Save you and take away the pain, You open your eyes and see the world is spinning, Trying to figure when am I gonna start winning, Sitting in a corner and your losing, Thinking why am I on this path that I'm choosing, You make one last cry for help?, But no ones around to answer......
Demons surround you, Nowhere to run, You look to the ground and you pick up that gun, Raise it to your head, But you can't pull the trigger, You place it out in front and start to fire, Thinking the bullets wont hit them and you don't believe they will only to call God a liar, Seeking away out, Time running short you scream and shout, Demons closing in stronger and awaiting a final attack, You stand your ground and try to fight back, But like a diamond in the rough, It Wasn't Enough......
Struggling to find peace within, You ask God to forgive you of your sins, Only to figure out its you, you can't forgive, Tension rises once again, You wonder is this the end? Fighting to survive with all your might, Suddenly day turns to night, Demons coming upon you, Your mind in fear you dont know what to do, You seek out a voice, Your ears filled with noise, Your eyes pin out Demons in all directions, Inching and inching ever so closely, You make one last cry for help, But no ones around to answer......
Once again the Demons surround you making escape a mere impossibility, You fall to your knee's and pray, Talking to God saying all you can say, You open your eyes and see a blinding light, Thus its the hand of God giving you the strength to stand up and fight, A war that lasted nearly a decade is coming to a close as it seems, But your still in question with those nightmarish dreams, The dreams bring you down but you try to stay tough, In the end, It Wasn't Enough......

Details | I do not know? | |


Been through a lot these seventeen years of living,
Growing up with abuse in my home,
Wanting to leave and flee,
But afraid I was going to leave and be on my own,
Wishing someone would rescue me and my family from the hurt,
The hurt we faced many times seeing the one you love the most being abused,
Abused many days and many nights,
Wondering why,
The answer was because he was the only one in charge,
Almost Seven and these things were still happening,
Wow wonder why they happened to my life,
Don't know why God let me see the hurt,
Did he know I would face the hurt forever?
My family finally had a chance to get away from the hurt and the abuse,
We found a house and much more,
We were a happy family,
A family that will one day be the best of the best,
Thank you jesus for letting us go through the hurt to get a better life that we deserve!

Details | Free verse | |


On this parchment
I am forced to write
That of which I cannot speak

On this oh so delicate paper
I am enraptured
by my under lying thoughts

On this meager piece of material
And this once sharp pencil
I try to express the deepest of emotions

On this once blank loose leaf
That I now read to it's fullest
I find that though I wrote about nothing

On this one piece of parchment
About nothing at all it seems
Is full of something you feel, not just see

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The fog thickens over the waters,
making every island vanish
into the misty sea rolling by;
but the lonely and trembling gull
stands on a skaky lamp-post, 
and his loud,distant cry
is revealed by a deep anguish
adding to an unpleasant day...

Mindless and shameless lovers,
take advantage of the pelting rain
to satisfy their urge with passionate eyes; 
these lovers came to this marine 
with the intent to cheat without concern,
not honoring their promise
to those who are eternally faithful:
isn't instant gratification a foolish game?  

The steady raindrops turn into a tempest,
causing the eere wind to whistle wildly
and as they pelt on my windshied and dance,
the music of my melody,so lively,
changes to a tune played with melancholy;
winter effects my mood so dramatically...

I look out of the driver's window twice
and the same bird sits still where he was,
I'm wondering if he waits for his mate,
to take a plunge into the water and bathe;
it's not only humans who experience loneliness:
it is seen in the wilderness as well...

Amid the fury of the relentless storm,
I'm caught between land and air, 
and does anybody feel the awesome force 
that makes us look so insignificant and small!
Our works are temporary and frail,
like the empires that were great and invincible,
they may seem perfect and beautiful,
but they will lose luster and suddenly fall
and crumble into a dust of oblivion:
only this Universe was made to last forever...

My wish for serenity is swept away
by the wind's fierce currents above,
and the frenzy waves carry it along
to follow that ship that left a while ago;
and still there's no visible sky
over the prestine, white beach
where I would lie down and sleep,
hidden away from anything and anybody...

In this treacherous month of March,
I can't lay back or be faint of heart;
somehow, with willingness and brit,
I must start being realistic
and take in consideration an unpleasant day
and make the best of it anyway... 

Details | Free verse | |


Gentle, mild, and meek.
Human-strong and weak.

A mask to hide away the pain.
Hard to live with shame.

Good person, good friend.
A ? mark; never seen through to the end.

Chivalry is dead and so is the “good
Samaritan” act.
In this world today, it’s a true, proven fact.

Humble; a little pride, determination is my drive.
If I want things to get better for me,
hope burns on the inside.

Reserved and I move at my own pace.
Steady and slow, less consequences to face.

This is my life; pathetic as it is.
It’s the only one I have; not urs, theirs, hers or his.

I know who I am.
I have too much respect for myself and body; forever condemned.

So if u ask me, 
“Who are u and what I am?

I’ll smile and say, 
			“For I am Poetry!”

Profound, misunderstood, and a lifelong mystery.

Details | I do not know? | |

the Dark One

There is a stranger leaning against the light post
And a black cat on the stoop.
A shadow in the window
And a menacing laugh swirling in the breeze.
Everything I see is in black and white
And there are no flowers or smiles to be seen.
What is this place, and what has happened here?
But I know the answer.
This is my home, after it was taken over 
by the Dark One.
He has banished all color,
forbidden all happiness,
and emptied our pocketbooks.
So now we, who were once happy and employed
are no miserable and unemployed,
With just barely enough pennies to pay the bills.
But the Dark One doesn't care;
He'll continue to take over,
until we are all on our knees in the street
Begging for mercy and lower taxes.
Because we all hate the Dark One
who has intruded our lives and broken into our homes.
The Dark One is most unwelcome.
The Dark One is the Great Depression.

Details | Prose Poetry | |

Reality at its best

The human mind
so unkind, so devious,
it can sting like a bee
then leave,
before your eyes-
then what your eyes can see, 
they don't really see it at all.
It's all in a dream,
this messed reality,
it's warped, when rainbows spit hail,
children don’t smile at clowns,
they laugh.
It’s cursed, this place called Earth
And it’s no longer a paradise,
What was is lost and there’s nothing left. Nothing.
I see the storm clouds, nothing blue.
No sun, but where has it all gone?
What happened to my pills, misplaced purposely.
It really doesn’t matter if you are alone
Cause no one else believes you.
You have no other home,
Just knives falling from the sky,
And once you look up, 
You’ll quit asking why.
And once you’re soul asks you to bargain,
The devil will speak once more,
The angels surrounded ignore
Cause you’ve lost who you were before.

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The living dead man contest

He appears to be an angel of light,
But he takes pride in feeding on his own appetite,
He presents himself as if to be your number one,
Before you know it his game has begun,
He is very patient with his prey,
He will get to know you in every way,
He targets the wounded in the soul,
Then suddenly begins to gains fulll control,
Every thought that you think,
Becomes obsessions, which is how he keeps you linked,
You become spirtually engaged,
But really you’re just a rat in a cage,
Every word will mesmerize,
But in time you will encounter the big surprise,
He’s a charmer and enjoys his malicious ways,
While slowly draining your heart and putting you in a daze,
He’s a man with a very subtle bite,
Who knows you may be in bed with him tonight,
He is a living dead man 
and will do whatever he can,
To break you down 
while leaving you lifeless on the ground.

By: Sabina Nicole

Details | Free verse | |

Carnival Planet

Bright lights everywhere

Noises fill the air

On this carnival planet
We’re all searching for something
But some will find nothing
And most have no clue where they’re going

I’m just another one of them
Another blur of movement passing by
I’m just like all of them
Another face, another insignificant life

Blend in 
Fade out
Breathe in 
Breath out

Sure, I’m searching for something
Truly don’t know where I’m going
But I don’t think I’ll find you there

Deep down inside
I’ve locked myself away
The keys are long gone 
with my lost fantasies

Now I’m more in love with all alone 
Than I could ever be with you

I’m so full of my own empty
I no longer have room for you

Details | I do not know? | |

Twister inside

A twister in my mind
thoughts running around wild
memories hard to flee
around swarms words of thee
laying here in that solitude
drenched in thy's fortitude
breaths they come and go
but never remembering a while ago
a life inside that still flows
questions they always pierce
along with fears they still seize
heart always they in their awe
of thy existence without a flaw
mysteries will they unwind
those answers will I find
but why hopes yet they fray
leaving me once again in dismay.

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I've dreamt of the Gate

there's no time for smiling anymore...
Death cascades along the waterway-
She smiles as she snatches time from the edge of my lips

''Time is in no way friend to you,"she says to me
My enemy,my love,my passage...where did the meaning go?
She again smiles...she seems as innocent as children floating in majestic meadows

I awake-
The morning is new

The smiling is foreign inside of my darkened heart

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Crumbs of Deception

...A poem dedicated to a character named Koreen Mae Garson (a lady, not a man)... 

Your love smokes me like a worn-out cigarette Your love blemishes me with bite marks You brush aside the crumbs…now I’m stomped on all over again Your hugs are constricting like a serpent Your hugs loses its passion…my fury vigorously sparks You abandon me cold-bloodedly, now I choke in harsh punishment Your treachery strangles me…you don't consider my screams of importance You snatch away my humility and leave me with the crumbs of shame Your arrogance plants a grave in me…you don't notice that I desire your radiance You ditch me with senseless remarks and you make me feel game You ruin my modesty You stole away my heart’s virtue You bruise my sustaining dynasty You complete me with rue Your conceitedness intoxicates me… Your arrogance underwhelm thee… You unscramble my remains and insert me with the liquid of corruption Your self-confidence leads me to never-ending fate…you disregard my joy You handle me with maltreatment/enchantment and smudge me with your provoking expression You crushed me with your cunning plans, now you made me hunt after my prized boy Your hatred penetrates me with lush, crooked trace You swap me onto the floor, now I’m smashed into smithereens Your smiles lose its splendor...your enlightenment gains disgrace You disown me carelessly…now I spilled your moldering beans You’re imprisoned by the chains of infuriating heat, Feeding off the crumbs of deception

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Dead Winter

They wanna say that I feel dead inside;
I’m no more dead than that tree in the yard.
The one with no color, no sense of direction
The one left abandoned, the one by the road.
The one that kept growing, though nobody liked it –
The one that kept living, through all of the torture.
As weird as it sounds, I kind of admire it, that tree.
Every year, it falls down.
Nature kicks it, beats it, leaves it left for dead.
Every year its covered by the ashes of the past year,
And like the phoenix, rises every year for another beating.

I know I said I was like the tree, but I’m not.
That tree is strong, noble even.
Standing tall in the realm of undead, it’s a symbol,
A beacon that there is something beyond the darkness,
Beyond the barren, beyond the white…

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When I Needed Someone You Weren't There

When I Needed Someone… You Weren’t There! When I needed someone the most. You wouldn’t listen. You said; “There’s too many things in life I don’t want to be missin.’” When I knocked on your door. And asked you to pray… You said; “don’t bother me!” “Just go away!” When I was going through a hard time. I called your home. You really got upset. And hung up the phone! When I was at a very low point of much discouragement. Not once… Did you offer any kind of encouragement! I’ve thought about everything that has been said. At times, I wonder if I “was better off dead.” It’s almost like you wish “I wasn’t there at all.” You never talk to me. Or give a call. Should I attempt to call on the same Jesus, you claim to know? Would he listen to me… Or simply tell me to GO??? If I make an attempt to call on his name… Would he get upset like you? And complain? What do you suggest that I do? Especially that I don’t really have anyone else to turn to… Will Jesus turn his back on me… The way you did? Without any hope or meaning… I have no reason to live. I think I’m going to take the time, and ask Jesus to come in… Perhaps this is the way that I can really find a FRIEND! By Jim Pemberton 11/03/11

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Nobody knows my story
I don’t even know my story
I sit at the window
Gazing at the raindrops 
That wriggle their way down my sill.
I wish I had been given more grace
I wish I had seen the grace
Nobody knows what happened
I don’t even know what happened
Had I murdered her?
Had I let out her spirit?
I wish to remember
Yet I do not want to know
My story is not forgotten; it just doesn’t exist 
Or does it? Only in me?
An illusion, a mirage or a dream?
Who knows my story?
I bet nobody knows my story
I still remember her scream
Piercing through the walls of that tower
I still remember that mouth,
Too tired to utter words
It was only the tongue 
Alive enough to lick that blood
Blood that tickled
Freely from her forehead 
She had stared hard
As if to tell me what?
This story runs endless
This story is timeless
It keeps arresting my thoughts
Should I have helped?
Could I have helped?
When I was frozen?
When I was rooted to that spot?
When I could do nothing
But to stare back?
I do not know my story
I have no idea what it sounds like
It happened too fast
In one split second
Right before my eyes
It all went up in flames…

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Lost in Thoughts

Sitting to the side
Lost in her own thoughts
You watch her think
And see different emotions
Flicker across her eyes
And as you try to guess
What exactly she is thinking
She looks you in the eye
You feel her looking into your soul
And you are frozen
It seems like eternity
Until, she smiles
Then continues to get lost
In her own thoughts

Details | Dramatic monologue | |

I love to die when you are blind

I love the sun in your eyes...
I know that you never see an angel
because you were too shy
to see the world

I was a shadow of a kiss
Destiny is not our friend tonight, 
my dear,
We love to fight the waves,
We love to die dreaming
of each other
You never see me.

Yes, my angel,
I love to die when you are blind
Because you will never know
I was an angel
and my arms were like wings,
like a dream... lost
in words

I try to translate the stars language
You know what they were saying
So much "I love you" s that my heart
could not stand
I was dead when you were awake

I died when you were blind
I saw the night inside your eyes
and I jump into the waves

You never see me
I was just a simple touch for you
Your fingers find me
Into the dark and never let me go away

Until now...
When death is the only way to say
I love you...

Details | Free verse | |

A Wandering Knight

A wandering knight
wambling in an endless road

Thinking to himself

Where the others are?
Taking care of what?

Who am I?
but a fading footprint

on a dark empty land
under a starless sky

seized by roaring shadows
and delusive hopes

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The Cosmo’s stop
The ink drops
The clock which isn’t a clock
Gently rocks
The world to sleep
We dream, we sigh
Our lives they float
Our dreams flitter into the night

And I now know
That I can’t hide from you
Can’t steal the light from the truth
Abuse the light inside of you

This was meant to be our wine 
Our song
You will miss me
You will miss
Yes you will miss me
Miss me when I'm gone
Long long gone

Details | Epitaph | |


The world is vast

No one can journey it all

No eyes will see all its being

Drawing breath at different locations

But will all meet

At  the belly of death?

Something we’ll all share.

Details | ABC | |


A fire in my heart
Blazes brightly- for the entire world to see
Caressing the wind
Dancing on the wood
Effortlessly glowing
Feverishly hot

Details | I do not know? | |


In the moments,
when sadness descends upon
and loneliness surrounds my heart
The absurdity of life 
reveals before my eyes
winds of obscurity drifts away:
all my faculties
The moon of hope hides
behind the clouds of disappointment
stars of memories dismantle 
from the sky of mind
when darkness whirl around 
and longings weep deep inside
heart seems to stand still
music of life stops
in those moments    
if YOU happen to come....

Details | I do not know? | |

My Angel's Suicide

The light was too bright,
So he hid from the sun, 
In his dark palace.
He held the gun,
Closed his eyes,
And held his breath.
Gripping the gun,
Waiting for death.
He placed his fingers
In perfect position.
The gun well loaded
With ammunition,
Raising the gun
Up to his head.
He ran from life.
Choosing death instead,
And pulled that trigger.
And fired that shot.
Dropping the gun, 
The barrel still hot,
And in that split second,
Before he died,
I swear I saw it,
My angel cried....

Details | Epic | |

My Door

I have been stuck in this room for what seems like an eternity. I could of sworn the door I took to get here was right there but it's gone now. It was just like any other door I have taken in my life. But the door has vanished leaving me in this room which also has never happened before. This room is completely devoid of all color and sound even time seems to have no affect here. There is however a door in front of me. This door was like all the others except for two lines of bold writing that read "Christopher Michael Waters" and under that "June 22 1986" For some reason the door made me nervous but no matter how long or hard I looked I could not find another way out and I could not just sit here forever. So I walked up to the door and when I got within reach my stomach turned but I tried to ignore it and reached out to open to open it. When I had the knob in my hand the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and gave me goosebumps up and down my arm something was not right about this door and every instinct I had told me to run. But I had no other choice this was the only way out I had already tried everything else I could think of. Slowly I started to open the door and inside my head I heard screamed "No Run Run From this place. Do not open that door!" I instantly lost my nerve but it was to late the door swung open. Within there was neither light or darkness just nothingness. I just had a second to see this and no time to ponder what it meant because once the door was open I was gone and nothingness was left behind.

Details | Imagism | |

Happy Being Alone

Its  time for celebration, Fun n frolic all around,
Everywhere is merry time;
Red, green white color of season.
Its jingling bells, beautiful trees.
Tis Christmas!!!
Snow all round, All happy &gay 
Tall trees, decorated with bells, stars, good luck charm et all;
Misltoes hanging, stockings filled.
Yo Ho.....Santa's coming!!!!
May be wishes coming true.
Happiness all around 
Ask a wish & its fulfilled.
But whats the use..??
All like this day except one.
Even that person used to love this day .. but now not more.
Earlier used to wait to arrive
would be double celebration, Christmas & B'day
On that day lamp lights were burned around midnight,
Chatting, thanking, praying, seeking blessings from near & dear ones,
Those were the happiest yester years of that person's life.
Now no dislike it.
As usual awaiting for the big day, but 
Major let down came from close people,
Quarrels, argument happened.
And many more...
Though it wasn't that persons fault.
Most awaited day was a worse day mare.
Immensely hurt-but only that person.
Made a firm decision-not celebrating with near-dear ones.
May be only few friends-true few ones.
Even foes seems to be better now,
Loved ones seems distant to me.
Indeed that person distanced own self from them
Distancing away was not what was wanted, 
But circumstances were proving that.
Better to be loner than among with betrayers & cheaters
U will feel that person must be wrong somewhere,
Without a doubt for once person is right.
Now don't have any regrets,
No sorrow.nothing
Just happy being alone.
No awaiting for next X'mas...
With a ray of  hope.

Details | ABC | |

The Real Me

They look at me 
And see the girl
Who lives inside
A ghetto world
But don't believe
That's all there is in me
You'll never know the real me....
I'm sad among a thousand words
And frowns along a thousand smiles
I'm incomplete
Words just cannot explain
They'll never know the real me..
They'll never know the real KhaiB.

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janus hearts

Who we are in our minds
To show all others in this time
Janus hearts beat as mine
But what she sells outside is not the true person behind blinds

A smiling face, a light walk
Tells nothing of her true hearts
Everyday the same, rain or sun she moves on
Each day fabricated of the last, never changing, never seeing past, past the way we live our lives in this day and time

Following everyone the same
She tells herself in her mind this it, i do belong
But inside her doubt arise
Clouds her mind and maybe her life is not so sublime
Silent cries go unheard for this life is not as it should

Everything laid to waste because of all the greed and hate
It brings her down, makes her mad
Why can't i just be happy
But this is life and i am well
I should not dwell
Smile and wave happily to everyone she passes

Fitting in, belonging
Fabrication of her longing
this is life, this is mine
Follow in step as everyone else
Agreeing and pleasing so no one can see thy true self

Sublimate her life this way
For an easier life gained
Day after day,week after week, year after year
a decade turns to two
The burden of this simulacra of her life, wears and tears and burns her thru untill there is no light

Dark and cold
forever told
Stay in line and all will be fine
But nothing is fine, all is wrong
We just keep pushing on
No one see's, no one care's
Janus hearts are aware, she wants to scream, scream it loud
But does not dare for everyone would just frown

To belong and get along
Agree to all she see's
To be part of this human race
So her life will not be misplaced
On and on hiding well
Deep inside, buried alive to she herself believe's nothing else

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if the horizon

If the horizon tells me a lie?
And the ship stands ready at the harbor…

Where will I sail
And when will I go

Yet the forest bend hither politely
And I stole words from a Chamber Man

I sat lonely at the European Mansion
Painting Nature endlessly
(foxy cows everywhere behind my barn)

Wait! I am not prepared to die
Let me see our Myth coming ashore
Let me see true Christianity

Me or you? Who is to leave first?
And the flesh and skin my  coat of arms

Night goes for day
Leave us behind
The forest still so southern
(here:here is my life)

never ever, tell me Lev, never ever
but always, for ever, Hans, those Spanish boots

Details | Rhyme | |

If There Was NO Christmas

What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton

Details | Haiku | |

Why the People Died

          Who understood them-
The waves- clinging to their feet.
                    Nature's fatal force.

Details | Rhyme | |

conversation with my weakness

Can you hear me?
Can you taste me?
I know you yearn 
just for the smell 
of me.

Don't fight just pick 
me up, tilt me 
over so you can 
fill up.

Don't stop, what for? 
With me theres always 
room for more and more.

Regardless of what you
think I'm everywhere, I 
sense your weakness through 
your digestive stare.

It starts with the 
thought of me now 
your begining to consume, 
and I enjoy as 
your pain starts to resume

No one can stop 
me regardless of what 
you thought, I'm the 
beast that destroys and 
brings down your fort.

It's funny cause you 
know my secret yet 
you act like you 
don't, from me to 
you I can't care 
and I surely won't.

Others probaly wonder who 
am I? I was the 
one casted down from 
the sky in the form 
of a bottle I 
simply destroy lives.

It's so wonderful that 
you already know this, 
yet the choice you 
make is to give me a kiss.

The love for me 
is so strong, you 
try to turn away 
but seriously for how long.

I wish I can 
say with me you'll 
win, nope. No life, 
no love, just me 
and sin.......
My conversation with hennesse 
and gin...

Details | I do not know? | |




My sister was a beauty
When she came home at night
Surrounded by an aura
That I deeply abhorred

My sister was a beauty
With sweet effortless power
Of blonde, blue eyed perfection
All boys blindly adored

My sister was a beauty
So pretty that it hurt
As I watched her, resentful,
From behind those black eyes

My sister had all those things
That I could only ache for

Until the heavy, muddy
Death train stopped by last night…

Details | Rhyme | |

Weary Night

What do I feel?
It's His smile that I want to steal.
Why do I still feel the loneliness?
I just need someone's caress.

My heart is pounding,
In this weary night, my tears falling.
Can someone hear this cry?
All I ever remember was your sweet goodbye.

Is fate too cruel?
Why does it allow my emotions to dwell?
So now, I'm calling unto the stars,
Hear me out, Heal my heart's wounds and scars.

I've been lonely for years,
find someone who can wipe these tears.
Erase the bad memories for me,
And allow me to really see.

Oh cold weary night,
let me see the real light.
And let me sleep tonight,
But let my only dream hold me tight.

This is me calling unto the brightest star,
I'm the girl that watches you from afar.
I know that this world is wide to find that certain guy,
But let me have that chance to know why love is the reason why.

Details | I do not know? | |

The Hidden Me

Walking through life all alone, 
I live my life in monotone.
Watching the days go by, 
I sit and wonder, why?
What purpose do I serve? 
What is it to just exist? 
Wandering blind in a veil of mist.
If the sun were to shine on me, 
Could I open my mind and see?
Would I use my heart and soul? 
Would I find what hatred once stole?
Young in life, my innocence lost, taken, 
My mind frozen with fear, trust violently shaken.
Unable to shed a tear, my paranoia blatantly real.
Emotions unexpressed congeal. 
My eyes leave nothing unguarded,
The real me checked and carded. 
Awaiting a person who possesses the key, 
To open the door and kill the pain inside me.
                                                 Summer Gratias

Details | Free verse | |

Help, Ache, Scream, Mirror Me, I Am Only Human

Wish for it all you want, its not coming, you are all alone.
The feeling inside your heart you can do nothing about with the fear you've shown.
Is what you feel like doing but no noise comes out, 'cause the pain is too much, isn't it?
You've made yourself this way. Painfully anxious about what is ahead of me. . . I am this.
Is who I have to blame for everything I have done.
Mirror Me.
It is my own refection I look to when searching for whose at fault when everything goes wrong.
Do not hate myself but I am close to who I'd hate to be.
Someone who isn't me and will never be the same as me.
A break.
Give me one, I make mistakes, I'm just one person in a world of hate and I'd rather just be happy.

Details | ABC | |

The Night and Her Ways/Lost Under The Sun

there is a moon,
shining all alone
under all seas looming side to cloud
fall in our night and wait for the one who makes
slip in the prowl
the beasts hold night at growl
howling their sorrows
move midnight forever is tomorrow
come to our dark we run deep in the dusk
trust your lost soul while wait here for the sun

trust your yearning haven safely break
grey sky a-standing
standing far astray

lost under the sun
lost under the sun
lost under the sun 
lost under the sun

there is a place
marble floor and blue
there is a space 
that was meant for what was you
summer now white a different sort of lone
cold in our skin deeps
looking towards our glow

lost under the sun
lost under the sun
lost under the sun
lost under the sun

Details | Rispetto | |

madre save me

I had lost you in my head, n day by day went without u,
I had it all n to myself, big, and all of the above, I was living a 
Dangrous life but thts wht I wanted.
On my knees n looking at the grass a glock in the back of my 
head n the guy behind the gun, willing
To do whatever it took to be the best, "ur time is up, u knw how 
it is right just is wht it is",
"No!!!!!" One of the biggest n loudest with a echo scream I 
heared, my mom, scared the guy n shoot me in the back, right 
lung my mother hold me in her arms 30 mins waiting for the 
ambulance, i was in n out hearing her talking to me praying n 
asking for help words bearly would come out,
"It's time to clear things out n get things out of the way with 
god,  he'll judge if i stay or go with him, please mom stop crying 
for me."
One full month in the hospital critical conditions only woke up 
5 times n always she was there no matter wht she wanted to be 
"You don't learn do you?" My mom said laying on the sofa
"I'll be back, have to take care of one thing" I replied
"We all have a mother just keep tht in mind".
On ur knees, u got anything to say? As I had a glock in the back 
of the head of the one who shoot me.
"I should of killed u n now its my lost." He told me
"U have a mother?" I asked
"Screw u." He replied
" go to ur mother n thnk her because of her ill let u live."
Mother asleep with a tear, kissed her forhead.
I couldn't do it becuase i don't want a mother to suffer wht my 
mother passed through.

Details | I do not know? | |

First Page Of My Untitled Story

** Summary: A high school boy finds happiness and love in a small, dreary town. Just when it seems like life can't get any better, he discovers that his new love interest may not be telling him everything about herself. As each of her secrets are unveiled, Destery finds himself in a difficult situation that he might not be able to pull himself out of. **


It all started on a bleak, dreary Monday as the hearse slowly made it's way down Weeping Willow Street. Cautiously, it came to a stop in front of Melancholy High. Yes, the school looks exactly as it sounds- Sad. With it's old, deteriorating brick walls and splintery wood desks, MHS looks to be the king of all things pitiful. But as Destery Maddox climbed out of that God-awful car he spotted the one thing that made every guy's time there a little more bearable- Juliette Anderson. She was a dream with long, silky black hair and ice blue eyes that seemed as though they could see straight to your heart. For as long as he could remember, Destery had longed to caress her porcelain-like skin and to feel those soft, rose colored lips against his. Just one glimpse of that girl was enough to make his heart ache like no other. Followed by a heavy sigh, Des started up the crumbling front staircase. Just as he reached the door handle a delicate, almost transparent hand brushed against his. Mesmerized, his gaze ran from that hand up to the smiling face of none other than Juliette. "Hello.", She greeted him. "H-Hi", Des stammered back. Something strange was happening to him. His mouth became dry, Sweat soaked his palms and for not being a man of many words..He was truly at a loss. It was official- His heart was captured. And nothing could break the strong spell of love that was unknowingly cast upon him by that black-haired beauty. Or so it seemed.

Details | I do not know? | |

Ever Green Tree

Every year trees shed their leaves
Which carry their pain and worries
I am a strange sort of tree
My leaves increase but never departs me
Spring is the favourite season for all
Trees like me long for the fall

Details | Free verse | |

Motif Crosses—Iconic Blast

Milieu iconography with flashing lights
Smokey gambling rooms—gang wars
Flashy suits and fedora hats in the fights
Neon signs flashing—this world is yours

Hey, get a name with the next phone call
Surely, he can’t really be all that rough
While hanging out in a flower shop stall
Like bowling pins fall he wasn’t tough

Whistling “Chi Me Frena?” surreal assassin 
As Shamrock night club they all shot up
Coin flipping henchman hell risky brazen
Bang—he won’t sip St. Peter’s golden cup

Crosses on bodies from iconic gun blast
Even barking dog can’t stop the tragedy
Tony’s sister like a baby’s toy dances at last
Just seems like a wild circle of comedy

Wearing a scar as one from the war
Nation’s shame 1932 gangsters shown
Killing people to take over, what for?
Whistling assassin your life is blown

© Joseph, 5/29/08
© All Rights Reserved

Honorable Mention
Super Slueth Contest
Fun Free verse on Movies
Sponsor: John Heck

Details | Free verse | |


i took one last look 
At all the things 
That you used 
To make you, you 
The you only i knew 
The you i loved 
And i smiled a momentary smile 
Picturing you days from now 
Glancing at the things that you might carry from here with you 
A brush, an eyeliner, lipstick 
And i saw my smile 
In the mirror that you used 
The mirror that i used to use 
To look at you 
But the glass never did catch the glance 
i saw in me 
When i looked back 
And you were no longer there

Details | I do not know? | |

Stay Away From Me...........

Stay away from me if you can
If not you may have to cry for long hours
That's what happened to the girls
Who ever loved me somehow

Pretty young faces were my weakness
I found it hard to stick with a single one
I had several at the same time
Sometimes I doubted to pick the right one

I never had anyone who was ever
Really devoted to me completely
It may be the reason why I had confusion
I even losed faith in Love many times

I tried to keep distance from the girls
Temptations comes more and more then
I don't have enough self control
I fall and it makes both sides cry

Is it what my real destiny ?
Then I want to fight with it
I don't want to be a loser
I am willing to change myself for a victory

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Why birds do not sing on this Earth

When hot and It is rain, 
Birds do not sing in vain.
This joy they never feel 
When heat walks upon hill. 
When nothing else has worsened stroke,
This rain is taken for the rock -
Birds fear this intensive sound,
It echoes back the shape of ground:
They harder fear their end 
When endless drops hit waiting land. 
Who's after spot of Paradise on earth? -
It always rains, It always hot,
And question is the same:
Why birds do not sing on this earth 
When heat turns into rain?

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Aimless (Senryu)

Lurking in shadows
In darkness of my desire
Longing to be free

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Bleeding so painfully...I escape the light
 I try to forget the hardships...brewing in life
 But, it's too hard to live this life...this life
Breathing so heavily...I fade away into the night
 I try to forget my slits me like a knife
 But, it's too hard to live this life...this life
Fight away the monster in my heart
 Throw away my sorrow...Take away my wretchedness
 Burn away the hideous rage...tearing me apart
 Take away the anger...renew my joyfulness
Oh God...please forgive me...
 I long for Your cheerfulness... to set me free!
Bleeding so dreadfully...I pray for delight
 I try to pray for mercy...for this pain is too much to bear
 But it's too hard to live this life...this life...
Fighting back tears...I discover His light
 I try to pray for comfort...and I know He is there
 I pray for His scare away the strife
 And escape from the darkness
I look forward to the afterlife
 When there's no sorrow or pain...
      When there's no evilness...
   no craftiness... 
That time will come!

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my morbid fairytale

"I Guess Mama warned that there'd be days like this,"
but what she had failed to mention was,
Its really just some deep abyss.
Devoid of any bliss.
Just a Cyst,
Never letting you forget,
Everything that you have missed.
The Devils kiss,(or dead mans hand)

"Ill tell you a story children,"
If you promise not to cry,
For this is my tradigic tale,
A Modern Lullaby.
About a girl so unhappy,
She just really longed to die.
But its ok Baby,
No need to shed no tears,
She wont be missed by anyone,
there's no one that thought her dear.

"Cause' in this life there are no fairytales,"
No "Happily Ever After"
There are:
 No Dukes,
OR Dwarfs,
Or talking Mirrors,
there's no one to come and save you.

Now eat your apple,Deary,
Cause' the woodsmans on his way,
with nary a fairygod parent to come stand and block his way.
Cause' last I heard your prince got lost,
while riding in the wood,
but its ok,
at Grandma's house,
He met some new girl..with a hood.

"You Need your rest now Sleeping Beauty,"
For the clock is striking 12,
And No dream can last forever,
Like the prophecy fore-told. 
Cause mice cant pull a carriage,
And all step-parents are right,
And shoe's made out of glass...
Come On!
"You really thought they'd last the night?!?"

"So go ahead and dream someday,"
your prince will surly come,
While I'll stay awake in the real world,
and know such thoughts are dumb. 
Written by-Erin Anderson

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Old Times

It is a mind-wandering time

Remember the old times

when illusions were distinct

Remember the old times

when a friendly chat

was all we needed

to brighten up our hearts

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Turn the Page

                     What remains beyond the climax...?

                     The enticing rise, the disappointing fall,
                     no more crimson skies, the sacrifice of
                     inhibitions lost.

                     A falling market, stain between once
                     solicitous thighs, now but a vague
                     remembrance of cries consumed with


                     impatient, violent pulsation, no longer
                     compliant but keen an
                     observer of disarray.

                     One engulfed by infatuation...another,
                     missing in action, to what extent had
                     lain there...


Note:  Fictional piece dealing with the detriment of being used.

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Cut the depression.
Feeling happy at this time.
Not liking it. Weird.

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to think he finally found his answer to 
would only leave pain and greif.
to end his own suffering and 
what would friends and family have to gain?
his life felt pointless thanks to past pain,abuse, and lifes trials and tribulations.
suicide was not tha answer,
if he only knew he shoulda been thankful.
what he went through was horrible 
but staying possitive was tha 
everything happens for a reason,
to find strength in god to breathe another season.
this was not destiny nor 
he had a whole life ahead of him now its to
now near a casket they sit at his wake.
maybe it coulda been prevented if he knew he wasnt alone
instead of taking a life in his own home..
Reach out your not alone
god has a purpose for all us.....

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Hide and seek with life

Two realities.
“You can never give someone something 
without losing it, feeling its loss.”
He tells me, his dreamy eyes fixed on 
the currencies quivering in
the evening breeze coming down.
Time is purring from the bushes, shrubs.
The monies disappear soon, like 
those clever parrots, always alert.
He is now my appointed guide; 
together we enter the verdant
density of the immense unknown.
From behind, my hotel’s verandah 
tries to keep looking at us through green
trees and leaves; at last utterly fails.
We come to the ancient cedar 
with two owls, presently sleeping.
A rodent comes out to try to salvage 
the foods, it has left hearing steps.
Soon the owls will rise. Then it will be 
same ‘hide and seek’ before the rodent 
is eaten. We are there. Waiting 
for a predator as entertainment.  

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 

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The Fallen Trial

Chained angel is brought forward
To face his dark charges
Jury of angels in the Divine court
Has forbidden him to have an advocate
He is satisfied for he feels he can defend himself
What a pity!
Order! Order!
Here the Judge Cometh!
Rise! What’s that look on the Fallen’s face?
Is it mockery or grief?
Is it regret or joy?
But who cares?!
Let’s go to business!
-You are the Fallen. Is that not so?
- I am the Fallen but I was made to fall
- You are the Traitor. Is that not so?
- I am the Traitor. But I was created to betray
- You are the Disobedient Angel. Is that not so?
- I am. But I disobeyed what I considered as evil
Till soil was raised, fire belittled
- You are condemned for Eternity to stay in Hell

Objection Sir!
Objection Sir!
Objection Sir!

Is it much to ask for few last words?
You can proceed!

Behold what thou have created out of dust!
What calamities it has brought upon itself
And the other creations. Thou Almighty
He has polluted the air, cut the trees, burnt forests,
Massacred the animals, hunted the birds
Showed no grief when murdering his own kind
Millions and millions are killed, wounded, maimed
Is he innocent? Did I make him like that?
Did I deceive him to set fire on Indian Tents?
Did I lure him to build bombs? 
Did I make him like that?
I am evil
I am condemned for I made a choice
Not to kneel in obedience to dust
But what will come out of man?

The Court adjourns… 

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She’s running….run faster,
Maybe he won’t catch you,
Run…I’m not going anywhere, 
Oh no he’s getting closer,
Please help! 
He has me in is arms,
Why won’t he stop?
Run…! Run..!
Why can’t I scream…?
Maybe louder maybe kicks or bites,
Nothings helping,
Try to get away,
No one sees him,
No one sees it,
Running, running into the dark,
No! God no!
Maybe if I had a gun,
Yes, I’ll shoot,
Shoot, me, no him,
I’m dead.
……..he’s still there.

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broken pieces
shattered and unformed
no telling the difference of what is yet to come
cold and unkind
discouraged and down
all about is doubt
my own life is a jigsaw puzzle
never telling the fate of time
but all my life is doubtful and bleak
nowhere to turn
who once was by my side fled as danger approaches
who once was my friend claimed now to never known me
i want to be myself
but i want everyone to like me
it's like i want to stand out but not alone either
how can i decide?
between those choices now
i am torn

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My Blessing, My Curse

You are my need
For me to keep
Turning the pages of life
You are the one
That runs so deep
To keep a shining sun
You are a cure
To my slow collapse
And everything that is impure
Without you here
I’m a missing soul
That roams the cold streets
In ascending fear
And bare feet
An injured sole
But then again
You turn your back on me
Becoming a reason
To my downfall
The destruction to whom I was to be
A life with no seasons
A Curse
Breaking me down to my grave
Till when will you deny me your love
That I crave
And even after this verse
I still don’t know who you are
Or what you are
Still can’t reach you
You leave me with nothing but scars
You remain so far and missing
So that a part of me is missing too

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What have I become?
I look in the mirror
And the face that reflects back
Isn't mine.

THat porcelain skin
Those distant eyes surrounded by dark circles
And the mysterious smirk
That graces those strange lips.

Disturbing at how easily the lies flow
The piercing looks of hatred
That crawl fourth from those dead eyes
Only a shadow of what I once was.

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Solitary Knight

Drunk with revenge, the knight pondered,
Lit the candles, took the oath
Die for honor, foe to loathe.
Wounding the henge, the wind wandered.

Armlets and poleyns, helmet and mace,
Bloodthirsty sword in scabbard,
The lance mocking the Holy Hazard,
The haughty knight arrayed with grace.

Gold medallions adorned the chest.
Shoulder bore the mighty bow.
The carved shield, feathered arrow.
Wild stallion gorged with zest.

Rusty chains yielded at the knight’s behest.
Wooden doors bowed as if in fear.
Sweating moments crawling near,
Feeble puppets in Heavens’ written gest.

With veins bloating and mane floating,
Earthly Pegasus spurred to rise.
Tiny ray of light drowns and dies.
Mourning eddy of sky’s coating.

Cedars and elms, oaks and ebonies’
Moaning twigs and sighing foliage,
Ridden fast in wind’s winged carriage.
The hoofs trample on dainty conies.

Crimson dews on the knight’s forehead
Relics of rotten thorny fingers
The hope melts away, fear lingers
Stars lulled to die on the night’s deathbed.

On brink of an abyss
Drew the steed’s rein
Guilty jealous Cain
By sin’s precipice

Heart’s hate to sate
Unsheathed the lance
 The horse did prance
Taste Icarus’s fate…   

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Stand Silently and Listen

If you stand
silently and listen
you can hear them 
still today.
Sounds carried
across time and space
of wars fought long ago
and yesterday.
Battles won and lost
by men and woman
born with a fire
in their hearts.
They walk this land today
unseen by anyone 
fighting forever
battles we can't see.
If you stand 
silently and listen
you can hear them 
still today.

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Time To Grieve

i need time to grieve before i stand
i need time to weep before i let go
they are curious about what it is that i grieve for
the lost moments we shared
and not the pain they have caused me
time runs fast
midnight comes after a slight second
i have to get some sleep
i got vocals to do in the morning
so i smoke some blunt
before i lay my head down
i think i've grieved enough
and i do deserve a good night sleep

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All Or Nothing - Revision

Description:  An attractive woman struggles with destiny.

It's four am; you are still staring at the crucifix on the grey wall, and the glaring 
darkness hurts your sad, brown eyes.  The color purple replaces sparkle who 
abandons because all must live and die, and morning becomes even more 
arrogant when her arms reveal the hairs masquerading as butterscotch ~ so 
warm and erotic, in all their


The salon becomes your most intimate lover because he satisfies...


Another drink doesn't help you need him less, and the tears you taste fail to 
comfort; the sea witch devours in a mere swallow.  Your own walls are peculiar, 
and ghosts become your only friends, while destiny, in her tunnel vision, 
becomes so frightening because she knows

that the portrait has already been painted...

a beautiful...


You prefer alone to lurking in the second chamber because you were always the 

Regret is cunning, and oh ~ so snide;  stale blood on your spine is obscured by 
fresh because some wounds...

never heal.

You ache.

You desire.


But vanity is too possessive a lover.

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The Paranoid in Katatonia

In poignant solitude, I cried in vain.
Like a delicate being, I screamed in pain.
Helplessly trapped like a dying prey,
I secretly wished you'll save me one day.

Each day has passed like a strike of lightning;
yet no one was aware of my silent weeping.
Amidst their laughter, their songs, and cheers,
I was left all alone, wallowing in tears.

Like an ostracized caste, I was avoided.
With utmost derision, I was rejected.
With the wrath in my heart starting to brood,
I silently cursed like a cryptic shrewd.

Decried like a serpent in hallowed garden;
I was disparaged like a knavish vixen.
Taunted and heckled like a vagabond,
they longed that I, in shame be crowned.

With this, I impart a macabre curse,
fashioned to bane the muse of my remorse.
With the fall of my oppressors, I will rejoice.
I will laugh and cheer... let the world hear my voice.

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Between Love & Hate

As the world falls down my heart gives in.
I can't take the fighting, the tension, the pain.
We go around in circles about the same thing, over and over.
I wish we could just make it stop.
Make the pain of a pointless cause go away.
It's like a kitten caught out in the rain.
Waiting for help and no one to save.
The words they flow out like a waterfall.
The blistering cold water stinging my skin.
I wince in pain but that's all there is.
With so much love how could hate be thrown in?

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Open My Eyes to Reality

I know you, you know me, me who knows we`ll never be.

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Why can’t you see me?

I’ve been standing here
Next to you
And I have a fear
A logic overdue

Why can’t you hear me?

I’ve been screaming
To let you know
You’re just dreaming
Of the mortal deep below

Why can’t you understand?

When I was there
I thought of you
So I wait here
But you’re long overdue

Why can’t I see you?

I feel a stirring
That I cannot ignore
Something’s occurring
I’m straying no more

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She is so sweet to me Her lovely lullabies are my fix An angel on earth she is With her voice she could break the lunar love She is my muse But where did she go My angelic-gothic queen A siren has fell What is left to take her place A wench from the south Such a terrible fate for her band of legends  Tristania has surely died

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The Eatery

urban alienation
pehaps ambiance of loneliness
or circumstances ambiguous to show

Automat - 1927

Edward Hopper 

Tribute To All Nighter Cafe's
Also Entry For Brian Strands Contest

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As Resentment Attacks Our Pale Soul-

As resentment attacks our pale soul,
We sit in the dark surrounded by confusion,
We start to think about this dark sorrowful life,
And we feebly face our sinful feelings,

As resentment attacks our pale soul,
Our quivering bodies run away from themselves,
Trying to find somewhere to hide,
But sadness conceals all safety,

As resentment attacks our pale soul,
Ashen, the world becomes,
The colors of joy are washed by our pessimism,
And dimness builds a cage of tears around us,

As resentment attacks our pale soul,
Loneliness drenches the air we breathe,
We inhale the torment into ourselves, 
Suffering between the lonely arms around us,

As resentment attacks our pale soul,
We are broken pieces lying on the ground,
Feeling the pain seep through our veins,
We try to hold our last breath,

As resentment attacks our pale soul,
We try to alleviate the pain we feel,
By bleeding ourselves into more agony,
Painfully, we will have to
Swallow the taste of resentment…

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The "Joy" of Fire and Brimstone

Satan brings you "joy"
Until you die in his arms
Of fire and brimstone

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Future, A Desolating Future(Part 2)

the sweet sun is bound to rest-
to melt is the tomorrow of the glaciers;
wither will be the daffodil, though at her best
to cry is the future of our laughters...

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And Nothing Else Matters

I never opened myself this way,
I try to hide my evil everyday.
All of this I can't just say,
My darkened bed is where I lay.
I lived my life without a care,
A place to hide please take me there.
My emotions paint the walls with darkened splatters,
And nothing else matters.

I want to run away never looking back,
Prove all the people wrong talking smack.
But I can't bare to witness this any longer.
Take me to a new home.
I can't find it to care,
A place to hide please take me there.
My emotions paint the walls with darkened splatters,
And nothing else matters.

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It made you feel good, emptied
Of emotional weight. You lay against
The enamel, water up to your waist
And of course the blade.
You wanted to make it special. Scented
Candles and the blinds pulled up.
You could see the sun, rough like a tangerine.
Crowded by the sky, you felt its pain.
You let the blade kiss your flesh, a jagged tear
It was strong like leather, some sort of mesh.
The water turned pink, left a tidemark
Round the tub. He said he’d leave you,
In a weighted breath, you uttered ‘Good luck.’ 

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I couldn't let me die, yesterday

I couldn’t let me die
The edge of the cornice is a call I cannot avoid;
the torrents of sounds, vague and uncommunicating,
are encircling myself; the edge of the cornice calls me.

A whisper of nothings, which can only be the dark rants 
of one who loves flogging, permeates in my ear and buzz.
I am the one you look at and sigh with disappointment.

And the one down on earth, who is cajoling and pep talking, 
telling me about life, mothering me and appeasing,
is me, seemingly calm, though biting his nails in tension.

He does not want me dead.  
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 

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Limiting the Mind

I look around
I only go shallow
A Four Walled room, with a ceiling, and a ground
Deep thinking brings sorrow

It all seems so simple
There was a time when so it seemed
When I was sung to… twinkle, twinkle
Now, I'm searching how to be redeemed

My Mind dwells and dwells
Searching for the balance between reason and desires
But I fear my mind has fell
Beyond reason, to a mind-torturing fire

I kept falling
Now to a completely different
Four walled room, with a ceiling, and a ground
I look around
But this time, I can't go shallow
To my left lies the universe, making no sound
Only pointing to the wall
Coded with answers
A language human-kind can barely understand, so vague
But I try to decipher them, trying to take
And control this knowledge
Here it says…
What is Religion?
What made the Universe?
What made man?
What made the atom, the proton, the electron?
And what made that…

But what about The Maker?

The language became too complicated
Suddenly, a glowing light from the wall hit me 
Got me flat on the ground
Perplexed, I open my eyes
I look around
Back to the old
Four walled room, with a ceiling, and a ground
From now on
I only go shallow

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I look deep into the forest
On a cloudy rainy day
I see a crow perched on a dead willow tree
Staring at me, as if waiting
I stare back
Watching its dagger eyes
Pierce into my soul
I start walking towards it
I’m mesmerized
The beak chipped on the left
I continue to walk forward
A feather floats down from its side
And kisses the ground
A shriek bursts from the crow’s mouth
I proceed forward even with warning not to
With each step I take forward
The ground behind me turns to ash
The flowers wither
The sky turns black
But I cannot help but walk forward
I hear buildings being engulfed in flames
But I cannot look away
I can’t go back now
I feel so close
The crow is unmoving
My world is still burning
I’m so close I can feel it in my bones
I feel myself getting weaker
My world falling apart
But I keep going
I must reach the crow
Pulling me towards it
I look away for a moment
And I see all the destruction
I could have prevented
But it does not matter
I must finish what I started
I reach the tree
And there is no crow
Just a dead willow tree
I rest against the rotting trunk
And wait for a crow
That never returns
But I will never leave
No matter how much the world burns
Because one day that crow will return
And I will be here waiting
No matter how much my world burns
Even if I burn with it. 

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Spell or myth or just a dream

At an unusual time, I slept at 2
This is a real story... really true
went into bed, not sick or tired
and dreamt a dream so clear

was on a train.. don't know how.
was going where? can't remember now.
hopped out and was about to move,
A girl comes close enough

In my dream she was a friend,
Sorry can't remember her now.
We both were happy and so wild,
for a moment I found my lost smiles
I always wanted to spend some time,
she told, "I have a little time"
Till 4 she can only wait
Walked with me till my gate
She told we have a little time
It was our last meet  cuz it was 4

Suddenly I woke up.... AND THE CLOCK STRUCT  FOUR

based on a real life incident that happened with me couple of months before

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Mystery tears

These are something that I just don't understand
There's no reason and not what I had planned
Exactly what brings them on I really don't know
But some days I wake up and the tears start to flow
Is there something that causes these to be
Some kind of pain that I'm unable to see
Maybe they are just something we naturally go through
As for stopping them I haven't a clue
Not the best way to start the day
Endless tears that won't go away

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"Some Understanding of How I was made"

"Some Understanding of How I was made"    

how i believe, i became a slave 

by a set of mind beading hip-no needling 
that begin with a cocktail of mind seeding potions
that had me barking by preschool 
and remembering memories that everyone i knew
said that i never did, and said that 
I was to tiny, i couldn't have as a very small child 
so why won't the guilt go away?  

now listen to what i have to say
there are ways to make a girl, lose his or her way 
and you just found, one of the very many 

so began the fear of knowing  
that rich demons, have dirty plans for me
made me cry uncontrollably   
and now in the understanding of who/how to make a slave!/?    


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Torn And Lost

I'm torn between decisions
I can't come to a conclusion
I'm lost between what's wrong and right
I can't stop of thinking day and night
I don't know which way to take
'Cause i don't want to do another mistake
I'm sick of asking opinions of his and her
'Cause no one really knows the right answer
I want to make the right choices to not regret
'Cause of remorse i enough had
But the problem is that i don't know
With which choice and decision to go
I want to make a choice and decision that no one criticizes me
I want to take a decision that doesn't make me feel guilty
A choice 'I'll be satisfied of
And to take its consequences I'll be tough
A choice that won't make me feel ashamed
And for choosing it i won't be rudely blamed
If i only knew which one is the right one
To a final conclusion i would come
And the result i would wait
Then be happy for the right choice i made
But life itself is all about this
You either aim the target or you miss
You give your luck a try and keep trying
Like a lottery you might lose or win
But in this case losing will be hard
'Cause the result will be a broken heart

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To John Watson,

This is hello and goodbye John,
I know that all is well.
Remember two twisted minds John,
From Reichenbach we fell.

I know it must be boring,
When all cases die down.
Yet still with waking eyes,
You'll see crime around the town.

And though I'd like to wake,
And play another game,
I'm playing life, and losing.
Death wins all the same.

By the time you read this little rhyme,
I know I'll be long gone.
But don't be angered by the time,
It's job did nothing wrong.

I remember I once said, "John,
You are my one friend."
You're the one friend who stayed.
Right through to the very end.

Any time you're by my grave,
Or look sadly to the sky,
I will not be there either,
See John, I did not die.

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3 o'clock

Lay down in bed in uncle Tom's  house
Parents in Italy,scared and cold,
"I like uncle Tom,not the house,
anything but the house"
but sent me there anyway,no one else cared,
Had my supper,then straight to bed,
that cold,frightning bed,in a cold,frightning house,
Not a mouse squeeking,not a person breathing,
Just the ticking of the old,grandfather clock.
"tick,tick,tick" it repeats itself in my ears,
like a throbbing pound,like a peircing sound
then at every hour,the bell rings.
Just after midnight i dreamed of a ghost,
telling me to stop listening to the clock,
but I was to intrigued,and so i listened,
and everything was silent.
Suddenly....I heard a bang down in the parlour,
I followed my instincts and descended down stairs,
there i met the old,grandfather clock.
"bang" it struck 13 0'clock .
The ghost appeared with  Uncle Tom and said"RUN!"
I met my feet runing with Uncle Tom into the front garden,
and onto the road. In a blink of an eye, a flash of light.
I was struck down by a car.Once again I woke up with a bang
and I was back in the cold,frightning bed.
In the morning I told uncle Tom the story,
he said"It was just a nightmare"
Then,I could have sworn I saw 3 ghosts staring
in the kitchen window,looking ever so depressed and cross
But it was a dream,wasn't it?

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So Hard To Find Him

Sixteen years of searching,
Its done me no good.
I haven't found the right man yet,
A man who shows that he loves me,
Who protects me
And who is dangerous.
I read about this man,
But does he not exist?
It's so hard to find you,
Edward Cullen.

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Do You Feel Like You've Been Defeated

Do you feel like you’re “worn out” and defeated?
Like nothing in your life has really been completed?

Do you feel like your life is going “downhill” fast?
And wonder how much longer you’re “going to last?”

Do you feel like you’ve hit too
 many “bumps in the road?”
The weight upon your shoulders feels like a “heavy load?”

Do you feel like you just can’t take it anymore?
You may wonder if anything in
 life is worth living for...

Do you want to hear some good news I have to bring?
I can tell you of someone who can 
take care of everything!

Do you want to know of someone 
who can change your life today?
His name is Jesus, and he can take
 all of your problems away!

Do you want to allow him to change
 your life throughout?
This is what HIS love is really all about!

Do you want to experience the power of God within?
Knowing what it means to be forgiven and born again…

If this is what you want and what
 your heart wants to gain.
Simply reach out to Jesus and call 
on his name…

He wants you to know and to completely understand.
He’s here right now and waits 
with an outstretched hand…

He wants you to know…  He really does love YOU.
Why not start today?  And be made BRAND NEW!!!

By Jim Pemberton  

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Freedom is here

I look and see nothing
I`m hurt and don’t feel it
I grow up and do not understand 
But freedom is here.

My fellow man is smiling
My enemy is crying
My life goes on just the same
But freedom is here.

I`ll try to keep it
I`ll try to destroy it 
I`ll try to embrace it
But freedom is here.

A child without food
A heart without love
A soul without morale
But Freedam is here.

Freedom Come 
Freedom Stay
Freedom is here
But are we free?

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In blue waters of the sea,
In all the rivers, darkest forests,
Lakes, the mystery exists
But nobody has told.

When you're looking at the charming will
Hidden in void,
All your mistakes may be erased,
The pain may be taken away
But nobody has told.

In the forgotten land, among
The flowers that are never put to death,
There is a magic bean that's lost among
The rocks but you may never find it,
And nobody has told.

Nobody has told.
Nobody has dreamt
Through all the life of
Fairytales exist.
Because they don't.
Nobody has told you
To believe.

Details | Free verse | |

light of sadness

My soul pours out of my heart,
Along with the rain that pours from the sky.
A hollow feeling grows from inside,
But I just lay here and feel I will die.
The rain hits my face,
Making reality stay close.
My cold, beating heart slows,
And my breathing almost goes.
I start to fade,
Out of this life I once knew.
Feeling everything leave me,
As I count my last heart beats,
Four, three and two…
Then the clouds are empty,
And the raining stops.
The moon shines down
Making my heart drop.
This feeling i forgot is now returning,
I open my eyes and remember,
Just how beautiful the moon is.
I no longer have to remember to breath,
And my heart is racing inside of me.
The day I thought would be my last,
Turned out to be the day all my pain has past.

Details | Light Poetry | |

The Tears from the Eyes

Slowly builds into a tear forming from with in. Sorrow, grief, and happiness of emotions build. Passion of what life is the start of what is. A rhythm of heart beat with in the tear. It builds and it grows and soon it will be flooded. Tear which breaks to make the river downward from faith. The reflection of what the eyes sees is all that takes. The river that is made is with in sin or sins boundary it is not fake.

Details | Free verse | |

Found You

Freedom the cast of the greatest shadow
beacon light empty from my soul
i hope and pray for a better life
i rise from the dark and desolated valley
flames withering my crippled palace
sadly crying for help
solid bitterness forever
sunlit dreams ever so beautiful
nothing at all
lonely lives
ill brake through the chains
refuse night
midst whirl winds
honoring justice
vast oceans
i sit in my palace
blowing off steam
honoring justice ever so mean
work together and join hands
shameful despair 
hallowed daybreak
the tast of night
rolls down like waters
breaking through the hallowed hole
of my honored soul...

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We're Greatly Influenced By Society

We’re Greatly Influenced By Our Society We’re greatly influenced by our society. Our culture comes in many types of “varieties.” Often, there is a wicked and sinful force.. As people forget God, and look to another “source.” Too often, many in society have “confused” minds. Evil and perversion come in many different kinds We often read in the news just about every day. Something that another “confused” mind has to say. “Where did this person go wrong?” Is wondered. Another family or person is “torn and plundered.” “If my people humble themselves, and repent of their ways.” “I will heal their land!” This is what God says! Without God as the focus of our life’s attention. We’re sure to go “off course.” Into the wrong direction. “There is a way that seems right.” “But the end is death.” This is a truth of God’s word… Until your last breath! Jesus is the answer to any kind of difficult situation. We desperately need him all across our nation! Only he brings the love and fulfillment we need to obtain. We can find everything we need in HIS precious name! By Jim Pemberton

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My Death

Once I am gone 
And smile faded away by sadness, tears may fall 
But it won’t take so long to be forgotten by beloved 
As I forget people who died so long 
And now I am one of them, forgotten, abandoned even by my own shadow 
 Alone as I was born with bare hands holding nothing, having nothing 
It will be just me, and all what I gathered will be useless
only my deeds my follow me to the unreturned word
Where no mind could imagine 
And death remain as the unsolved mystery of humanity

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Do Ashaar--Two verses

Na jane konsi he fikr jo sonay  nhi daitee
Agar rona bhi me chahoon tu woh ronay nahi daitee

Ghum e hasti musir he sukh ka ik bhi saans na paayun
Nafas ka dheema dheema  bhoj bhi dhone nhi daitee

Translation:By me

I know not what worry is there which doesn't allow me to fall asleep
Even if want to cry it doesn't even allow me to  do that

Life's worry insists that i do not heave a sigh of relief
Denies me even to heave the gentle breath of life.

Details | I do not know? | |

Left clueless searching for sign

The leave are falling! 
My heart is calling! 
Out to him! 
To fill this need I have within. 
Searching for a miracle that seem so hard to find. 
Wondering if I ever cross his mind. 
I wish he would send me some sort of sign. 
Any sign as to how he feels about me would be fine. 
A simple phone call from a pay phone on his lunch brake. 
Assuming he has a brake that he can take. 
Just a simple I like or I don't like would do. 
Something,anything that would give me some sort of clue. 
Tosha Sue Holden Copyright ©2011 Tosha Sue Holden

Details | I do not know? | |

Unchanging Penitence

Love + me will always = pain.

Disappointments and knowledge are the results I gain.

Mending gradually yet the heart remains the same.

Closets are filled to capacity with no vacancy to place the blame.

I hate myself, this flesh never seems to redeem.

Outward appearances capture strangers' eyes; their conjured reflections evade my dreams.

I'm not good enough; I will never be seen for who, not what, I truly am.

Perfection, requirements, and preferences overwhelm me like a dam.

Scars, bruises, and blemishes leave their mark.

Constant remainders chipping away at me like tree bark.

Beating myself emotionally, physically, mentally has left confusion; sensations numb.

Damaged beyond repair; I'm an invisible shadow. No sense of place or time.

Just a faceless phantom.

No matter what people do to me for it will never come close as to what I do to myself on the inside.

I'll return to that broken mirror forever trying to piece that which I've lost.....a shattered image.

Refusing to accept that part of me has died.

But I'll keep right on coming; believing the lies.


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It Takes Two {Caricare}

It Takes Two




Tribute To Those Lost
In The Twin Towers
You Are Not Forgotten

Details | Epic | |

Good Morning To Betrayal -2-

Get ready to release yourself from deep waters
Land on high grounds
Thrills surrounding your awed temptations

You are ready to take your first flight!!!    
To a wondrous
Space of wonders

Good morning to a space glimpse!

Luminous happiness sweltering
From a secure, sincere sunshine 
Peeking from scarless sun
Careless of the background

Space of wonders
You'll be always remembered 
In my photographing memory
Cherished as my own child
Remain mild...control the ship in a sprinkled space

Space of wonders
How could you mutter those
Floating inspirations?

Tripping on every verse
Keeping track of space life
Full of energy and renewal 

The commotion from Earth
Has been on the duelist 
It's inspired for awhile 
Replaced with a remarkable universe
Space of wonders
How could you burn our hearts with threatening passion?
Hugging us in compassion
How could you mutter those
Floating aspirations? 
Cherished as my own 
favorite memory 

Good morning to space life
Devious and uncontrollable
As slick as many criminals
Working as a one big team
To circulate around
The main sequence of trouble

Glisten as the star-filled sky
Along with warm, heartening rain

Good morning...
To you, oh glorious soul!

Your vision shown in space
Rolling in your circular face
Thrilling and tripping unsteadily
With an unstable way of living 

Close the scene for a lightyear moment
Feel our diversity

Watch the stars roam about like syrup rubbing against a soft, puffy 

Take your flight, you sunlit fairy
On a cloudless, scarlet sky

Shining as the sun
Swiftly diving down as a surfing dude
Open as the driven waves,
trusting the possible tasks

Put your task aside for now 
Save it for leftovers
We are arriving in our zoo-like cage
Suitable for excitement and ominous worries

Welcome royal destiny!
Arriving on the doorstep of your front door

Along with a letter saying:

"Goodbye to midnight bliss!
Good morning to a kiss of gleaming space of wonder!"

Details | Free verse | |

Knock It Down

down down down, knock it down to the basement 
blowing stuff up for a book never made sense 
the books were made, we've been screwed since
religion should be talked about in past tense
hence, the age of ignorance is over 
ill put the burdens of the weak on my shoulders
its a heavy weight to carry 
but death is a women i would gladly marry 
if it means i could stop the torment and destruction 
of our youth, they don't deserve to be corrupted
the mind is pure, void of superstition 
don't transmit unto your loved one your condition 
let them grow up, and make their own decision 
because i know if you did they would never choose the same path 
they would figure out the simple math  
they would never be so arrogant
to believe this world was heaven sent 
and was made with them in mind
they would reject any mention of a being divine 
only wealth and religion can cause a man to be so vain 
eternity, what is there to gain 
is this life and this world not enough for you 
you need another, and another, and another too
it is sad to see you wasting the only life you have 
don't let your children fall victim to the same fad

Details | ABC | |

that night

I walked in the house.
you were on the couch.
the whole family was there.
you said to me i was not good enough for you.
i said what are you talking about?
he said i dont love you anymore your just not good enough.
so i left the room crying.
then it was all a blanck.

Details | I do not know? | |


When ever I meet you 
I think that my life is only for you 
There is a home in my heart 
Little but enough to love you 

There is autumn in my city 
So I gathered pale leafs for you 
And freshen  them by my tears 
Might I can blossom them for you 

Leaves on road, and withered flowers 
But lo in my eyes, there is a heaven for you 
Life is colorful, it is the world of colors 
But all the colors are faint before  you 

yesterday I catch a butterfly 
And put into a bottle for you 
Today it has die, and told me from sky 
Beauty is, to see, to amuse ,but not for you 


Details | I do not know? | |


I crash down on everything,
Calm at times
But a storm brews inside me.
I feel it deep within me.
I seem shallow at times,
Salty and harsh,
Bitter and sweet.
Summer transforms me.
Now cool and calm,
I shine and glitter,
Smooth, with a heart of glass.
I wash away my sins.

Details | Epic | |

A Mandrake's Gesture vol. XII

"Take shelter this eve
with the merchant
guards, found upon 
the merry courts 
of the south-western
district.  Upon your
arrival, they will send
a messenger to inform thy, 
your dire needs for 
labor.  Assistance and 
comfort will be 
offered and in secret,
for the King. . . I am 
grievous. . . usher you
ill-sorrows if discovered."

Alarumdives, the troubled
Prince of compassion, met 
his love, eye to eye, sharing
tears, they did embrace.
"Geinere you must
leave Wales upon, I 
am sorry."
"Alarumdives, I am so,
so sorry. . . ."

As Geinere found
refuge her labors
came quickly, within
days.  The merry merchant
guards, at no delay, jestered 
and provided for a 
midwife to aid Geinere.
Amidst the burdenous
nurturance, a gentle
baby boy was brought into 
this dark world of hate 
and envy.  Geinere
vowed to herself
to love this dear child.
A world torn apart, 
hers to divinity and 
His name Adamme, 
rightly chosen
out of sin,
for the essence of 
God did answer
poor Geinere's demands
for redemption.  
For it was upon 
the child's first 
birthday, that Geinere
was enlightened and 
faith instilled.  
A parchment read
while living amongst 
the commons of great

". . . the Prince Alarumdives,
now King of Wales, to celebrate
his one year reunion and 
exaltation to the kingdom 
of thine, glorious Wales."
As this bit of revelry
chimed within Geinere's
soul, she discovered upon 
inquiry, that the late
King of Wales had fallen 
ill and to his grave,
one year prior. . . .

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Mood swings tormenting
An attitude developing
A tear appearing
A smile fading
A face pouting
Shoulders shaking

Chills gallore
Crying some more
A look of disgust
A feeling of hate
Loosing the trust
Having no fate

Heading for trouble
Becoming a rebel
Crossing the borders
Disobeying all orders
Being disruptive
Rather than productive

Everyday you live
Becomes more repetitive
Something happened to you
Left without a clue
Unable to admit you knew
The impossible would come true

Details | I do not know? | |

Eternal wind

Eternal wind, a soul’s desire
Thou come along with heavy waves
That makes the mortal bizarre
For you are happiness and you are pain
You come when we desperately yearn 
For a companion to keep the inner tame
Your camouflage, for us are above to learn

Eternal wind, our best and worst friend
Before us, your sides are two
Your empowering side we crave
Each passing day of our confused lives
But your sharp edge we beg
That you smite us not, with your unpopular fury
As we sleep in ignorance of a myth once told

Eternal wind our master and servant
Our liberation we beg for in happy pain
 For we are tired of being tenants
In your house of shame and unaware sufferance
Smite us not eternal wind, for you made us weak
Carry us to our humble abode without rage
Where again we can drink from the grail of life

Details | Ballad | |

Fading Star (Part One)

Sometimes you are stopped in your tracks and you have to stop and stare,
I saw someone so beautiful, but she was just sitting there.
As the world passed her by in all its majestic glory,
I stopped a stranger and asked of him, ‘Do you know of this girl’s story?’

He stopped and looked at me and bowed down his head,
He told me that she was someone once, but many think she’s dead.
It happened a long time ago, her lover did her a wrong,
The tale he can’t remember but the words are in a distant song.

I wanted to know so much more so I waited there that day,
To see if she would turn towards me or just walk the other way.
But she sat with far away eyes on her sad expressionless face,
I looked around for guidance, but we were strangers alone in this place.

But life wasn’t always like this, I found out in a little while,
There was a time when she laughed and her face always carried a smile.
Everywhere she went, people stopped and stared,
So many people loved her, so many people cared.

Climbing up the wall is now the highlight of her day,
Remembering when to go and never out doing her stay.
Eyes completely open, staring blankly at the wall,
Is she waiting for forgiveness or destiny to call?

I decided to take a chance, I moved across the room,
My heart was beating faster, have I moved to her too soon?
I stopped by her table and asked, ‘Is this seat taken?’
Her sad eyes looked up to me, warming if I am not mistaken.

Words were not forthcoming, but I saw a glimpse of a smile,
I sat down slowly, heart beating faster, my senses were on trial.
I went to say a word, but she stopped me with a fleeting glance,
My whole body mesmerised, it was if I was in a trance.


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Unknown Soldier

                                                        unknown soldier  
                                                       fallen unsung hero  
                                                         without a name

Tribute To Our 
Armed Forces

Thanks For Serving

Details | Ballad | |

Low Man Is Due

A low man is due...
My eyes seek reality,
My fingers feel for faith.
Touch clean with a dirty hand,
I touch the clean to the waste.
I fall cause I let go,
The net below has rot away.
And I cry to the alleyway,
Confess all to the rain.
But I lie straight to the mirror,
The one I've broken to match my face.
The fire is so warm,
But nowhere safe from the storm.
And I can't bear to see,
What I've let me be.
So wicked and worn.
So as I write to you,
Of what is done and to do.
Maybe you'll understand,
I won't cry for this man.
Cause low man is due.
So low the sky is all I see,
All I want from you is forgive me.
My eyes seek reality,
And my fingers seek my veins.
There's a dog at your back step,
He must come in from the rain.
But you bring that poor dog in from the rain,
Though he just wants right back out again.
So my fingers feel for faith,
And my eyes seek reality.
So as I write to you,
Of what is done and to do.
Maybe you'll understand,
I won't cry for this man.
Cause low man is due.

Details | I do not know? | |

I write

With locked jaw frustration resembling pain,
with a mind bubbling over releasing so as not to go insane
I write....
From the corner of my mind that rocks back and forth
along side the pitiful person who knows not her worth
I write....
Sponged in sadness, sopped in madness
overly concerned with the worlds un gladness
I write....
Wonder why this, wonder why that,
needing to know all of the facts
I write....
Point of view here, point of view there
so long as the point is relatively fair
I write....

Details | I do not know? | |

Rain Drops

Tear drops falling from the sky
Each one has a sad story to tell
Who will listen?
And who will wipe them off their windsheild?
Tear drops everywhere
Ending their lives on the streets
Why do people find their sounds so peaceful?
Each tear drop is a musical note
Playing its own little, sad song
For the people willing to listen

Details | I do not know? | |

Little Jimmy

He's made fun of for the last time.
Tied a rope up.
Walking through the halls of high school.
The rope is swinging from the stairwell.
He jumped on the railing, Head inside the rope loop.
He jumps and gets choked.
That was in 1930.
He was never nerdy.
He just wanted to be FREE.

Details | Rhyme | |

Eat, Drink And Be Merry The Night Belshazzar Died

The Night Belshazzar Died…

The night when Belshazzar seen
God’s writing on the wall,
He did not know that soon
Babylon would FALL.

This king who thought he was so 
“awesome and great.”
Didn’t know that death soon
would be his fate.

“Eat, drink and be merry”
was the motto of the day.
But God had something
else to say!

The days of endulging themselves
in wickedness and sin,
Was soon to be destroyed
by their enemies within.

This life which for long
you have enjoyed,
Shall one day perish
and be destroyed.

Allow the “writing of God”
to reach your heart’s door.
It is for you that Jesus died for!

Don’t allow the enemy
to destroy your soul.
For Jesus loves you more
than you’ll ever know!

By Jim Pemberton

Details | Rhyme | |

Here but Not

You're here with me but I feel so alone,
A distance between us I feel has grown.
We only talk to each other when passing by,
I'm trying to find the answer to “Why?”
You spend every minute in the garage,
I see you next to me but you're only a mirage.
You barely spend time with our boys,
They want to play with Daddy, not just their toys!
I hear them ask you to play a game,
You said, “In a minute.” but never came.
I'm doing my best to raise them right,
But they constantly argue and fight.
I have a hard time with them to listen to me,
I need your help, can't you see?!
Weekends are suppose to be our family time,
Instead you find other things to do, like its a crime.
We need you, Daddy, to be in our lives more,
You pushing us aside is making us very soar.
All we want is you around us,
We shouldn't have to beg you or make a fuss.
You have no idea how much we've cried,
When you ignore us and push us to the side.
We're not sure how much longer we can do this,
Just know that it's Daddy we miss!

Details | Rhyme | |

End hold

human kind

Confused and blind

Filled with lust

Having no trust

It is the end of us


The time in nearing

It's coming close

Watch and listen

There is no hope


The only plan is my own

Only shared with whom iv'e told


It may be dark

It may be bleak

But strong and bold

I will uphold those i know have

true worth of their soul

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I Was The One You Knew Long Ago

I Was The One... I was the one you knew long ago. You told me then,... You loved me so. I was the one you once loved to talk about. You said that you loved me beyond any doubt. I was the one you chose to always follow. A hunger for me... You can no longer "swallow." I was the one you cried to, in a difficult time. Now you have removed me far from your mind. I was the one you once held dear to your heart. Please return to me now. I will not depart. I am the one you try to remove from your mind. But my love for you will stand the test of time. I am the one... Jehovah. El-Shaddai. All of your needs. I shall supply. I am the one who is waiting for you. I am here right now... The rest is up to YOU! By Jim Pemberton

Details | Free verse | |

Brutus (from Scenes from Above)

To the end my friend!--- Caesar says 
My lord this is as far as we go, --- Brutus says 
To the end my friend!!! --- Caesar yells 
This is as far as we go --- Brutus whispers 
When the east meets the west, 
And the beast meets the best, 
When every issue is well addressed, 
There still stands a test, 
Friends become unholy angels, 
Family member exist as strangers, 
When the storm sings, 
We'll see the envious ones concern brings, 
In the mist of things, 
Seems like the fist for things, 
Words are precious, 
Put your hands together, 
And see how far trust can stretch us, 
I am your blood, your, Adam, your Eve, 
Excuse me madame, excuse me please, 
Pleasure is hate, 
When treasure is confiscated to soon or late, 
In my palms I hold your hope, 
Tragicly my necks rope, 
A bar of murderous soap, 
I am Caesar, 
Cry with me mother, 
I am Caesar, 
Die with me brother, 
To the end my friend, 
My lord this is as far as we go

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Lurking Behind the Mask

How do you slay a monster that lives within your mind?
How do you slay a monster that appears in your reflection, yet is so difficult ot find?

Can you learn to live with this monster that twists and divides?
Must you learn to live with this monster that devours from the inside?

Confusion and turmoil batter your best intentions
They are tricks of this beast, an insidious repertoire of it's best inventions

To wither and isolate is this ones plan
Feeding on regret, turning you into a husk of a man

Once again I ask, how do you live with a monster that claims your soul as it's own?
(All I want is the clarity to find my way home)

Details | I do not know? | |

Stress and Pain

One big happy said fairytale
Take the pain and no gain
Take the slights and not retribution
Take it all in without an out.

Exploding from the inside out
In silence, crying, hurting, writhing in pain and misery
Never knowing what it’s like to be just okay
Never knowing what it’s like to have love unconditional

Hated and revered 
Don’t show them the pain 
They don’t understand,
You are the one that is in wrong. 

Take it all 
Deal with it
Live with it
It’s your fault he’s like this

You carried him
You made him the way he is. 
Deal with the pain and suffering
Deal with the stress and the dirty looks

It’s always your fault 
No one else’s 
You should know that by now. 
Take you punishment and like it

God’s listening but this is his plan
Pain and suffering for those that screw up
No love for those that dare to be of a different mold. 
No salvation for the wicked souls of men

Shut it up 
Swallow it down
No one cares
No one’s around

No tears will make a difference
No whining will help the cause
No yelling will change people’s minds
No matter what you do you won’t be accepted

So….why try? 
Be yourself no one else
If they don’t like to hell with them
To hell with you and your self loathing

Details | Haiku | |

The Flame

Fire raging high
Mountain habitat unsafe
Rescue on the way

Details | Haiku | |

Untimely Ends

Tormented soul speaks;
Truth in darkness lies buried.
Clouds weep bitter tears.

Details | Quatrain | |


The countless flights of noisy seagulls
seem like my days once idled away,
sitting by the ocean appeasing the relentless loneliness of my blues...
beyond that horizon, so traveled by ships, another sunset faded away.

Being brought here by destiny's hasteness,
I am unable to return to my adored land...
hinderd by unknown forces more devastating than summer's violent storms and hurricanes;
even the gentlest breeze can erase those memories still imprinted into the smooth sand. 

Springs have been short and winters last much longer, 
and only the red Lighthouse surrenders to darkness;
the gelid winds of the North batter the snow-decorated docks making the waves rise higher;
this calm harbor resembles a Norvegian fiord from where the Vikings left in small vessels.

Serenity is deeply felt, but not readily greeted as in other milder seasons,
and I can endure the harshness of any winter day with this heavy coat...
the cold and hungry beggar could use it and keep herself warm and sleep peacefully at night;
where's she? I've been sitting by the ocean, she hasn't come to melt away my frozen tears!

Details | Free verse | |


The girl shouted for joy in the middle of the velvet full moon.
The little dog barked twice interrupting the high-handed act of argument.
How many words will describe the perfect purification as we proceed to knavery?
"I must run to her before it is too late"my heart was singing repeatedly.

I relapsed when i saw her acting in the theatre of sobs,in front of thousand pearls.
I blessed all this time i was struggling,tried to bring myself to life.
How many times i had to apologize when her majesty sparkled into the dark?
I tried the e4 move once to estrange the defense of her black pieces.

The girl started to cry as the final stroke with a brush blinded the canvas again.
She saw her long golden hair dancing among the colors of omnipotence.
How many architects may manufacture the texture of her smile?
She wrapped me up with her wet deep eyes,burned me with her mind.

"I have to tell you girl, that my best friend is naphthalene."
"Ssssss....My name is Friendemy.Don't worry.Be my best friend not my best 
Suddenly the girl disappeared and i alone face the discouragement.
Today,tomorrow and the day after.

Details | Ballad | |

Nothing To Find

Torn apart the dreams turn to tears, Going back to anger are the only fears. Trying to find a safe place to hide, The only thing is hate and guilt to the side. Nowhere to ease the mind, Nothing to find. 

True values of pain, Like a cowardly leader in battle to be slain. Rise to fall, There's no feeling to feel at all. Torn apart the dreams turn to tears, Going back to anger are the only fears. Trying to find a safe place to hide, The only thing is hate and guilt to the side. Nowhere to ease the mind, Nothing to find.

Details | Free verse | |


A corpse in a coffin
Like a turtle in a shell
A torched arm breaks
Like a slice in a bell

A cough in the wind
A mouth draining dread
Sea running free
Grass tinted red

Moon cuts the morning
Stars dance today
Rain whipping down
Shoes slip away

Scoop out the dirt
Tear open the ground
Catch a falling tear
Shake it off, without a sound

Stand on the snow
Lean in real close
Whistle for an answer
Turn around and choke

Crawl over to your car
and zip through the sun
The night has boiled over
The deed is done

Details | Imagism | |

Princess of Darkness

Goddess of shadows
Princess of the undead
Filled with mystery
A demon awaits

She watches handsome young men
She waits for them in silence from afar
Her passion fills with delight
The more she fills their hearts with fright

She drains their life's slowly
As she waits to steal their soul's
Until the day they die
She makes them grow weak and old

Princess of darkness
A beautiful goddess
Icy-blue eyes of sorrow
Long black hair of hatred

Her heart weeps for a love long passed
She fills her longing heart with evil
A wondering soul of mischief 
For she is the Princess of Darkness

Details | Dramatic Verse | |


“Whither, whither go thou?”

“Through rumbling seas I shalt plow…”
“Ere sunrise I shalt return, and ere
The sable darkness avows…”  

Details | I do not know? | |

Story of a Child

A little girl walked to school one day to find her friends already playing. She stood 
wordlessly, and watch them pass a ball about. They ran and frolicked, and 
jumped with glee. With out even a word passed her way. As silently as she came 
she turned and left. 
In the school she went down turning halls, and up twisting stairs. To the highest 
point she could find. Here she sat near a window facing her friends down below. 
She removed a book from her bag. Its cover was black, and lacked a title. She 
opened it, its pages were blank, and began to write a story. 
Many years came, and passed, her friends had all gone on to different schools. 
Some stayed in contact with one another, but as they grew so did the distance 
between them. The friendship that had meant so much years ago, had all but 
vanished, But the little girl always remained.
One day a teacher approached the little girl, and asked her why she wasn’t 
playing outside with her friends. The little girl dropped her pencil, and looked up 
at the teacher with a smile. 
The unity between friends will never last, but in my story it can last forever. 
The little girl picked her pencil up, and began to write once more. The teacher 
walked off still astonished to hear such words from a child. She was almost out 
the room when she turned, and faced the little girl. 
Your right friendship doesn’t last, but it will also never die. For every persons life 
you touch a part of them you take as they take a part of you. New friends will 
come, old ones will leave, but that part will always be yours. Yours to keep, it 
helps unite us, it helps make us one. 
The little girl closed her book, and then she vanished. The teacher walked closer 
to the desk, but found only dust. The book still laid atop the desk. The teacher 
picked it up, and began to read its story. She cried while reading, she cried at the 
end. The story of a child who’s life had come to an end. 

Details | Light Poetry | |

The Darkness of the Shadows*

The Darkness of the Shadows is where 
I live to hide the Pain that i tend to relive.

My Past Haunting my Soul as I move through time and space.

The Darkness protecting me from the harm of others,
taking me into an eternal Nothing.

Time passes without a motion, while I'm frozen in between
my past, my future, and present.

No where to go, I return to the Darkness of my Devastating,
yet Protective, Solitude.

*this is something i just thought of writing...but it doesn't mean its always true

Details | I do not know? | |


She came to me.
So far, yet so near.
I knew her face, I knew her voice, 
but who she was a mystery.
I found my self wordless.
I found my self without fear. 
Her face forgot in, her voice unknown. 
And then I knew.
The mirror shatters.
Each shard a piece of me.
Each reflected memories. 

Details | Free verse | |

An Exodus Storm

Deep within the clouds, Astounding energy surges in their bottomless oblivion Echoes are heard in the land below the clouds, signaling a storm Warnings spread about in the village and commotion began to take its toll A glowering storm is heading their way They got to hide or else…they’ll meet their fate A haunting storm is about to prevail They got to run or else…they’ll yield to their departure They’re facing hopeless departure They’re losing their minds They’re screaming for help, but it’s a blur They’re overlooking their grinds There is no way to outrun The exodus storm

Details | Lyric | |


You took me home, I drink to much because of you my livers turn to dust
You got me high my lungs have quit for the last time.
And because of you my obsession grows more and more with each passing day.
I do it more to feel the high but it just won’t come back to me. 
I tried to walk but it’s so hard I just end up on my back staring into the sky.
You came to me to help me back onto to my feet.
And helped walk me back to the car even with my resistance you took me home.
I’m sick of the things you have said and done while leaving me high and dry.
I’m so messed up from what you've said and I’m on the brink of dieing out, of 
this place you call my home.
I’ve tried to make since of all the things you have said to me, But it is impossible 
to stay on track. Some people shouldn’t be alive. That’s how I feel.
Like I’m not needed in this life, even though it might hold something I should 
I’ve never searched these things in mind that should be found, but yet apparently
unattainable to keep track, it’s almost impossible to grab a hold of the thing that 
are most vital to your life. 
When you are in a life where all you do is getting smashed and seared. And you 
try and try to help me up, but you took one move… You took the one wrong move...
You took me home. Because of you my life now sucks!
And it’s now whirling out of my control 
I feel I’m fading from this place that you have brought me to 
So take my away from here I need not to see your face in front of mine 
So get away... away from me!
Why is it when you call my name, I’m put in a state of misery
I’m am so perplexed, can’t see straight
I’ve tried to go and find my-self it's just so frustrating
I can’t take the fact that you entered my life at an age that I do not know
And I try to ask my-self what can I do to help me out of this awful state
Of misery.
Than you made an effort to help me up, but then I see a whole new being and it’s 
not you but somewhat else… I see… I see My-self!?!
I think I helped my soul from this death I think that I have come to my sixth 
senses and have turned my life around.
But you still make that one last go to start this all another time
You took me home with this agony
And I ask you one last time why did you make my life this living hell!?!

Details | Lyric | |

My life

I have been through a hard life
too much drama
a mother who don't love me
too much stress
my life is really complicated
I tried taking my life again
I guess because I don't want
to be here anymore
so much stress
I admit I need help
my life is crazy
I lost the love of my life
my best friend is worried about me.

Details | I do not know? | |

O, Tenebrous

O, Tenebrous

O, interminable tenebrous
ev'r bewildering,
haunting, taunting
my incessant Pierian Spring!

McCuen Copyright October 2008

Details | Blank verse | |

A Deformed Angel

Sometimes life gives us severe shock, 
Undermines the plans and does block, 
The ways of wisdom leading ahead, 
Reveals the hands that secretly mock. 

An artist thought to paint an angel, 
To use the brush for the masterpiece, 
But could not conceptualize the image, 
Beauty combining innocence, purity. 

One morn, at last, he luckily found, 
A child playing on the grassy ground, 
Having angelic countenance and grace, 
Incarnation he was of sublime serenity. 
Painted he the angel with skill utmost, 
And earned he the world wide fame. 

And he after three full fleeting decades, 
Thought for the second master-sketch, 
Now not of an angel, but of a devil. 
He sought for the image far and wide, 
But could not find corresponding one, 
Fate then led him amid the prison walls, 
There inside met he a young wretch man, 
With a devilish nature, face and frame. 

The master revealed his intent to paint, 
Tears came in eyes of the devil formed, 
Said he, “Oh! Master it is a matter of woe, 
You sketched me an angel thirty years ago.”

Details | Free verse | |


My father whispered the word in my ear...


All of a sudden life turned into great fear.


Such an awful sounding word.


Makes me think we live in an awful world.


Will power...

Crumbles just like a flower.

Left in pain and agony for all to see.

That someone could lack so much care.

It's hard to even take a breath of air.

Will power...


My father whispered the word in my ear...


All of a sudden life turned into great fear.


Such an awful sounding word.


Makes me think we live in an awful world.


Plaguing my mind with intruding thoughts of death.

Maybe this will be my last breath.

Insanity is the only thing left.

With decades of torture and silence.

The only thing left to do is die!

Details | Narrative | |

You Are My Curse

I had to let it all go,
The day and night,
Their hours ran too slow.
It was more than just a fight.
I trusted you and knew you,
My love succumbed to the worst,
Faith and loyalty just wouldn’t do.
You became my curse.
I was pulled down to Earth’s plane,
And judgment did set in.
Then new days begin.
I stood parallel as many went insane.
My heart drenched and my soul crunched,
I couldn’t let my heart take this very much.
I died and I died losing each endless breath,
I swallowed the victory and ate your death.
You reaped and I sowed,
But I saw no one grow,
Not even you.
What was I to do?
I let it go very slow,
Now I am all grown,
And I’m on my own.
I died watching you go.
I will always remember begging mercy,
I will always know this pain,
You are my curse you see,
And nothing did you gain.
I can never just be alright,
I can never love you the same again.
I died watching you go out of sight.
You are my curse and forever in my heart you made an end.

Details | Bio | |


Smoke a cigarette on my porch
And watch the world go by
Realize that this is no place to live
But really a place to die
Our souls cannot be saved
Because this is definitely hell
Once you're here there's no escape
You're under a demonic spell
This community is condemned 
From the core to the sky
Rapists and worse run free
And no one bats an eye
Everyone is so full of hate
Yet sickeningly polite to your face
There's no sincerity or honesty 
In this miserable place
But if you have money or drugs
Everyone's your best friend
And once they've sucked you dry
That's where the friendships end
I'll keep smoking my cigarette
Watching the world go by
The depravity of this place will haunt me
Until the day I die

Details | I do not know? | |


What does shame resemble?
An old wrinkly face?
Or a cold shallow embrace?
Look into my eyes to see
the pain that made me shameful.
Never did I think my will
would get stomped on by you.
But not only did you
take my will,
you teared my heart.
For the rest of my days
I will live in shame,
because I was fooled
by a fool.

Details | Free verse | |


May this strife please cease to be
Before my life is end by thee
Take this pain, please, take it all
Before i plunge and take the fall
The pits are deep and dark at best
There my body will finally rest
Sands of times eternal flow
Please, my love, i wish to show
My story i wish to write
Hoping it is not a fright
The man i long for, i can't seem to speak
My body is probably too weak
My tongue is tied
My heart is ripped
And still too afraid to take the trip

Details | Lyric | |

Another Year

Another year has almost gone
It's remaining month
Will quickly pass.
As people rush
From day to day
Some forgetting the true meaning
Of this time of year
Some never knowning
What Christmas really is.

Open your hearts as well as your eyes
For this may be the "Last Christmas"
You'll ever see.

Our world stands shattered
This land of the free
So many things 
Now are out of proportion
And I am afraid they will forever be.

So light up the trees 
And try to share the moments 
With your loved ones
Remember they too
May see the same as you do.

Although unspoken
For what can be said 
To put things back like they were
To make America what it used to be

Details | Ballad | |

hero of the abyss

The thriving carnage reigns over the land
with A chaos tortured brand
on top of the Abyss in which it stands 
Along the side it  taints the mist
Where the var gan lays quist
A tower of the mardend pulootion
wearing the scare of it's alootion
I prasie it's uptight quiff landing
Upon the dare the darkness grows
A woumped it skialivise's it's understanding
A place noted black where the quarrel's flow
The floor shifting the shipped fool in motion
In a rooom spiting tenthly death's devotion
All houses pertained in dark narshaw
Seated in moggy filled courtyard's ashamed flaw
The bird blindingly snaring it's setting moutain peek
Seeing the window panes narrow in pale
As the nightingale sings it's call uni did pa real
Then comes to this decisions it feels 
Once stored it was ready to unfold it's possessive glave
A nor-ct feared  Appering face
All halls filled with noise 
opening the coffins mace
while the welder posted his poise
The break in deaths tower sets in his spirit
The nightingale sitting bluntly watching
Sing bird why have u called on me

Details | I do not know? | |

Across I Go

Across I go, Across broken plains
Across many aches, across hidden pains
Through mountains of misery
Through contorted faces of false bravery
Rushing towards Faraway Lands
Rushing forwards, with outstretched hands
As a blind man, seeking an illusory light
As a scared man, trying to escape the fright
Across I go, across frigid wastes
Across desolation, across Hell’s gates
Through valleys of smouldering snow
Through dead woods, which were once known to grow
Rushing towards Roaring Falls
Rushing over weeping walls, through wailing halls
As a dumb man, crying out in a drunken swoon
As a deaf man, harkening to an impending doom
Across I go, Across a bridge over a moaning chasm
Across a broken heart, across an involuntary spasm
Through shadowy, turbid, torpid fen
Through all this I go, my internal devastation, I ken

Details | I do not know? | |

RB Ghetto

Yes, I am a Native.
See my brown skin, my dark hair.
Come walk through my reserve,
Learn the truth, if you dare.
See this house,
This nice, big one right here?
Here an abused child sits alone,
Afraid to even  shed a tear.
Shall we continue our walk?
See that house, with the bright light?
Here a young boy watches his mother drink,
Waiting for her to start a fight.
Stop...Hear that noise in the woods?
Oh, it's just some kids smoking a joint.
Have you had enough truth yet?
Have you even begun to get the point?
Remember that lonely, abused child,
The little one so full of fear?
Well now he beats his kids and wife,
Then he celebrates with a beer.
And the young boy with his drunk mother
Now sits alone, wishing he would die.
As he punches hole into his wall
He wonders, would his mother even cry?
What about those little pothead kids?
Most of their lives are wrecks:
Jabbing needles into their arms, 
Spending all of their welfare cheques. 
We've come to the end of our tour.
You see, life on the rez isn't that great.
The people here no longer feel love,
Our home has become a land of hate. 

Details | Concrete | |

by the mailbox

The message you sent me
is silent but still a message
I try to understand
the way of the roots
the migrating silence of water.
We take from nature
what we can, I study the silence
I picture you miles north.
leaning over the empty pages,
Dear...... you to write
but already the page is a window
curtained in the early silence
                               of snow.

Details | Classicism | |

She segregates herself

She segregates herself from the rest of the world
Not wanting everyone to see the real her 
As soon as she has company she puts on a smile 
Pretends she is happy 
Everyone believes it 
She's such an actress
Once again a beautiful performance 
Sometimes she manages to fool herself
Every now and again she comes unraveled
She becomes visible to the world 
Everyone sees her for what she really is
Then she simply goes back to the stage
And carries on this act.

Details | I do not know? | |


Im a reflection.
Not of my self.
But who I wish to be.
This one so far.
My own understanding.
Physically I am.
But mentally I am not. 
My ideals to become.
If only it could.
A reflection no longer. 
But my self.
If only It could.
Excepted by others.

Details | I do not know? | |

The Eternal Child

Amidst the clouded ruins of our city she sat.
Not a ghost of the past, but in flesh.		
Her face adorned with childish delight. 
Her eyes, scarlet almost iridescent.
Her stare, unwavering.					
She did not blink, or look away, the sky was all she saw.
Ignorantly I stood.
A feeling aroused in me, or rather a want for her to look my way. 
Not long did I wait till my wish was granted.
The sky was no longer the sickly gray twisting storm I had always known.
The wreckage she sat on was now a magnificent structure that towered into the 
The dark lifeless ground was no longer, but covered in green hairs.
A bright ball of light far up in the sky filled me with warmth the likes I’ve never 
The moment so brief.
So ephemeral, but for a time did she stare in to my eyes.
The world returned to the way I had always known.		
Her stare back to the sky. 
It was then i came to know.
She stares not at the sky, but a world that had long since been lost.

Details | Bio | |

In Law

Eating disorders and drugs,
Alcohol and pain.
You are indifferent
As I go insane.
You watch me like a hawk
In case I do wrong.
You just know in your heart
That I'll mess up before long.
You're life is so perfect,
You'll never understand.
You calmly watch me fall
Without offering your hand.

Details | Free verse | |

Last sighting

Still searching we walk to edge of tide
To where waters tickle the toes 
At different edge each night
Here you were last seen
That dreadful night

Washed away with tidal sands and seas
Your mind tormented with unease
Released by natures blessing
As each wave comes over
Fleeting moments lost
As older things

Your footprints gone only whispers remain
Your life we shared and loved, we cared
Left to us are solemn memories
Of many days gone by
And still we try 
To find your
Lonely soul

And so the seaside weathers gently call
And seagulls cry around rocky shore
Last sighting of you was walking
In the sand one misty morning
And although not one print 
Was  left for us to find
There is some peace
From knowing that
You were smiling

Details | I do not know? | |

The Underworld

Under the world of the rich
Below the higher class
Lurk the poor, and the gloomy
Ones who live in the past

Enjoying every moment
Any might be their last
Yet looked down upon

By this higher class
They feel as though
They are discarded trash
Only the poor
Can make joyful moments forever last
They lurk under the world
Of the rich higher class

Details | Ballad | |


In the night time, through
the darkness comes the voices
of all the pain and agony.
They disguise themselves
as friends who want to help
but i say no and they just won't
let me be.
In my dreams they always haunt me
show me things i can't control
how do you deal with seeing someone you
die in front of you, it's like ripping out your soul.

At night i try and slumber
but they always visit me
they awake me like the thunder
just so they can mock me.
At night i try and slumber
But there voices break the breeze
They awake me, to take me under
so they can bury me.

So they show me all these things
and i lay there wondering if i'll
wake up before it gets worse.
As the dreams get more persistant
And they horror comes in bursts.
I can't wake up, i can't let go
Claw at the walls, try to get home
and as i wake up in the cold sweat
im feeling defensless and alone.

Why can't they let me be?
Am i own worst enemy?
Am i the only one who can feel
these dreams?
Is it all inside my head?
All the feelings of the dread, and sorrow
not knowing if there will be a tomorrow.
Im trying get through today
trying hard to find a way
so when i got to bed at night
a peacefull rest and on a soft pillow
i will lay.

At night i try and slumber
but they always visit me
they awake me like the thunder
just so they can mock me.
At night i try and slumber
But there voices break the breeze
They awake me, to take me under
so they can bury me.

Details | I do not know? | |


Every minute that we are apart
It makes me want you more.
The stillness of the moments
That pass me by like seconds,
Makes my life seem empty and shallow.
Should I done speak?
Or should I surrender all dreams 
And thoughts to the heart of the night?
The question remains unanswered.
As I walk through your soul
A dream seems to be good,
A kiss seems too far away to love.
If only we could stop the cries,
Stop the pain.
We both try to heal.
Would it end?
Would our blood strain tears?
No longer exist?
The question remains unanswered.
The answers are quaint....
Your kisses are gone....
My touch has seized.

Details | Free verse | |

Time to Sleep

Time to sleep.
Leave the lights on.
Afraid of the thoughts 
you hide under your bed.
Doing your best
to keep them contained
in the light of day.
But in the dark
they slip out from under
and find their way
back in again.
You can see them
Peeking out from under 
your covers.
Just watching
and waiting until its
Time to sleep.

Details | I do not know? | |


Tattered is her hair

Scars cover thy skin

Each of her sins

Not hers alone
But others as well

Too long this has been

Herself, she
No longer defends

All throughout
These dark years
Never has anyone
Ever bothered to hear
Of her sacrifices in life
So others could go on
Only written
In this non-musical song

Details | Free verse | |

God's Little Critters

vast wilderderness she lays her head 
moss strewn rock beds and nil vegetation 
in the distant the lone wolf begins to howl 
no sun to call her own   
just gotten entangled in a predators sneer 
shes begins gnawing frantically
blood soaked coating
and one less hoof to stand with
this tiny deer finally had gotten freed
just as I was picking up the phone to
call animal control to help out
one of God's own little critters  

Tribute To
God's Critters

Also Entry For
Laura Mckenzie's
Beyond Nightfall Contest

Details | Free verse | |

Six Feet Under

Day by day
I dare not say
On how it feels
To not say what needs to be spoken
So here is the token
For the gate
Sic feet under

I feel the feelings he feels
As I kneel above him
Trying to deal with the guilt
Of what they had done

It feels as though
The smell of soil
Is in my nail
And the weight of the earth
Is pressing down on me
For he got the key
To the gate
Six feet under

Details | Free verse | |

Refuse My Offer

Sinking in sweltering fire 
Angst rooting me to the spot 
This denial-- feeding the liar 
I swim in no emotion...much like a robot

Drunk by the flooded regret 
Many the times you refuse my offer 
All the time you refuse it, it forms a flood; masked with a tidal suicide

Your hoarse whispers refusing my cries
Wanting the best of my anger 
Afflicting bafflement and torture
To a headstrong form

You wicked witch, 
You could never burn, can you?
Sweep me to your wicked plans 
Gaining witchcraft to burn out our limits 

Your encompassed spells makes us endure to your power
Your melting desire-- a sour,
Despicable sense of pride in your presence
Devours the paralyzing thoughts materializing into evil paradise 

You wicked witch, 
Could you ever burn, you cruel elder?

Your on the other side,
Tripping on eruptive highways 
Led astray by the senseless tide 
Materializing into erupting paradise 

Catch me in your web; 
get out of your corner, killer spider 
Drooling acidic lies on the pavement 
Led astray by fetching fatality in your entangled snare 

You already agreed to
refuse my offer 
Uncooperative in your 
bogus decisions 

I gave up persuading you to go the opposite direction
But your bogus arguments
Take advantage of my offer
And shriveled it in its denser reasonings

I'm a flaw to your 
sun-drenched heart 
I want to be apart of your belongings 
Tell me I'm not 
rotting in denial

You already agreed to
refuse my offer 
Uncooperative in your 
stranger decisions 

Your amusing, foolish girl
You have a giving heart
But yet you'll refuse my blissful offer

Mock my presence, foolish women
Remain a rueful scoffer 

Details | I do not know? | |

No One Knows

My family and friend look at me 
As a happy woman 
but they don't know 
In the deepest part of me 
Lies the pain of life 

They don't know 
That every smile and laugh 
Is agony deep here in my heart 
Every comfort that I give 
Is a trouble here in my heart 

Many says I have no problems 
but they don't know 
Here in my shoulders 
I carry the heavy obligations 
Of being a breadwinner 

Many says I am innocent 
But they don't know 
Deep here in my heart I learn a lot 
To fight the hardship of life 
Just to survive 

Many says I am simple 
But they don't know 
I have a lot of dream 
To free myself from the obligation 
I carried long time ago 

No one knows 
That I want to go home 
Tell my mother about my problems 
And let her comfort me 
Every time I fall 

No one knows 
That in a small room I'm renting 
When I'm lying there at night 
And no one is around 
Tears keep falling in my eyes

Details | I do not know? | |

"The Mental Trigger"

Mental Trigger 
inside your mind is a set of rules, made to be trigged deep inside of you~
which you could never understand, because its not the real part of you
it placed in your mind to act out in a set place and time~
to do things which you would never do~ and where ones proof, 
never be found because its a seed, a trigger inside of your unsuspecting mind~
because its as old as time, maybe over 2 thousand years old~
the ancient art of take your soul, and make you do things, you your self would not do~
it starts with marks on your body that come from needles in the night
you know not were they come and in the night you wake 
to the smell of stringent scents made by the Concierge of design 
who will be your puppet master, at this all so real monument of time
no were will there be help, who would believe in you 
would i? if not for my own eyes, did i not see ~
my soul, my life taken from me~

P.S. to all who scream and no one hears


Details | Free verse | |


she deprives herself
of her daily bread
she turns off
the phones

these things she tries to do
every Wednesday
and ....shall we say.......
she tries to forget the

and she tries to 
forget  how she 
once thought
could help her
steal for-ever.

by janetta

Details | Name | |

Over The Phone

She was so terrified,
A phone was continued ringing,
She didn’t dare to pick the receiver,
She ignored the ringing and went to bed.

He had a break down,
When he checked his pockets,
He was strange to know,
He forgot his ballet at home.

Early in the morning,
Someone knocked at the door.
She removed a curtain and looked outside,
Everywhere snow was covered.

She opened the door 
And let police to come in.
Your son last night, 
Stocked in a snow storm,

We tried to give him a first aid,
But terribly found, he was dead,
We recovered his body; 
You can look at him.

She was weeping bitterly,
And crying for his husband,
If you don’t terrified me,
I never thought you are over the phone.

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Only She Cries

What If I told You That I Loved you
would we care
would we die
 Chains surrounding Alice
Only She Cries
World Banished her
Love left her
all Alone
Melancholia presides over
Alice dies again
Will she ever reign
Will she ever see
what’s here to be
Only She Cries
She’s a ghost
Nobody to call Her name
Only She Cries
will she not live
whispers of her Raven mind
only control her
There’s no hope
Only she Cries
What If I told You That I Loved you
Empty Without a savoir
Will She ever be cured from this
will she breakaway
Gaia couldn’t be so cruel
Just to wail away—Let the Banshee Crie
Just wail away the pain
wail away the pain
Enter my heart and you’ll see
that Was the only thing you could ever need
Alice; only she cries
let it show
That love never dies
Through Euphoria
through melancholia
She’s a ghost
Nobody to call Her name
Only She Cries
will she not live
whispers of her Raven mind
only control her
There’s no hope
Only she Cries
What If I told You That I Loved you
She’s a ghost
Nobody to call Her name
Only She Cries
will she not live
whispers of her Raven mind
only control her
There’s no hope
Only she Cries
What If I told You That I Loved you
You didn’t know
how you could save her
Only if you could her
Alice dies
Only she cries

Details | I do not know? | |

Chamber Door

I have created this prison in my mind.
I have shut the chamber door to my heart.
I have chained myself down to my own world.
I have darkened my world by anger and hatred.
In this prison there are no windows and the only 
friend you have is you shadow.
This prison has only chamber doors and now someone is
knocking at my chamber door,
and I cannot answer it because I am chained down.
Someone is knocking at my chamber door to my heart but
I cannot answer it.
I have created this prison in my mind.

Details | I do not know? | |

Game of Chess

Along came a black horse
rider non existent
fire in his eyes life no longer
see the devil smile as his horse grew younger
see the devil cry as his horse grew fonder
sat a lonely boy in his path
eyes of water lit to wrath
boy stood up as wings were cast
the dark horse turned grey as light did pass
see the angel smile as the boy grew older
see the angel smile as the boy grew wonder
horse came a halt eyes still a glaze
boy flew above the dark horses maze
fire from his eyes erupted through the air
the boy inhaled as the fire turned to tears
the young boy now a man
the fire inside him as turned his hand
from giving to a fist no longer will stand
as the horse now in air flying with the man
the waltz of life now on demand
the man and horse now riding through land
turn to each others repromand
the boy grew dark and eyes now steam
the horse grew white and wings through the beam
see the devil smile as his horse won the fight
see the angels smile as their boy won the might

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What are we doing to us?

What are we doing to our planet? 
Processing oils, 
pumping air with oxides;
be them sulphur, 
or nitrogen gas.
Burning coals,
manufacturing chemicals.
Making acid rain -
burning our -
dumb ass!

Details | Free verse | |


how do i escape?
Dead in the night
What happened to the light?
Blueblack shades
Body drapped
Can this be alright?
What is way of right?
Piercing screams
How could this be?
Happen to me
Hollow inside
bloodied scars prove
no where to hide
alone, lost love
attempted flight, broken-winged dove
Angelic hope
Demonic presence abuse
What happened to the son?
Exploding beetle juice
Raping pleasures
How do i escape?

Details | I do not know? | |


inequity in life, immortalityin death,
striken from the words, taken from the pages, the pages of time, 
choose not what your told, but what you think, question your morals, 
question your world, question authority, question reality.

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Drug of Choice

I never thought that
You'd make me feel this way
I know you have to go
But I you could stay
I never thought
Not in a million years
That you could so easily
Bring me to tears
I hate what you're doing
But I love how it feels
Your kind of heartbreak
Is the kind that never heals
I wish I could make you
Leave me alone
But your touch could soften
A heart made of stone
You're my drug of choice
And I need a fix tonight
This need is too strong
For me alone to fight

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The Love You Gave

If I Had To Live … If I had to live just on the love you’ve given to me… Where would I be spending eternity? If I had to live on the time we’ve spent together… Am I someone you’d want to be with forever??? If I have an ambition. A dream. Or a vision… Would you care? And stop by to listen? If I have a heartache. Or a burden to share… Are you someone, who’d stop by and care? If I need someone to be Christ’ example… Could you give me some of his love? Even a sample? If I had to spend my life all over again… Are you someone that I could call; “friend?” If I came to your church this Sunday morning… Would you welcome me? Or give others a “warning?” If I were to ask for a few minutes of your time today… Would you do it? Or tell me “to go away?” If you could sit down and think about what I’m saying… Perhaps the Holy Spirit would compel you to start praying… Praying for a compassion in reaching those who surround you. The many lost souls you know just may astound you! The message of God’s grace needs to be daily expressed… That through your living for Christ… Others may be blessed! By Jim Pemberton

Details | I do not know? | |


Why didn't she cry 
why didn’t she make that noise just like the others 
why! Why!! 
Sobbed to the cadence of moo 
Howl! Howl!! Never came 
may be thy eyes could be tired 
maybe thy feet would still be lifted high 
little ones never sleep on arrival 
the dawn never duck 
heated in black and brown 
the windy cold seize her stay 
lift! thy hand off thy shoulder 
old tales are for the marine 
the calabash ought dripped along with the 
the day had gone while the sun remains 
we're of flesh 
refusing to becoming one part 
just a beam, never saw, miles from been a conqueror 
the turtle left without the shell 
essence of life watery down the hills.

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Rescue me from me this darkness
This mindless searing pain
Relieve me of this agony
Help erase hate's eternal stain
My heartt is so cold
And your arms so warm
But you must leave now 
Before my soul's winter storm
You don't know me
And I hope you never do
Because I am slowly slipping down
And I'll pull you down too

Details | Ballad | |

The Truth Inside

Outside she's beautiful to everyone
always polite, always the brave one
but inside nobody notices she's screaming
for help.
Outside she's lying, inside the girls
bathroom stall she is hiding
clutching the door closed as she starts
Outside she's smiling
all of her friends don't have any clues
that her long sleeved shirts cover up
the cuts and the bruises.
Outside she acts fine
like nothing is wrong
but inside she's dying
everything is wrong.

Outside her face shines
Inside she's fading fast
Outside she acts fine
Inside soon she won't last.
She's just denying
everything to everyone
She's just trying not to
mess up anyone's fun.

She deals with it herself
why bother someone else
this is her problem
nobody needs to know.
So outside she shows her friends
a familiar face, not like her inside
a wasteland of an emotional state
The cuts bleed through her sweater's
her depression acts up more and more
Finally she breaks down, her face gets red
but she just can't take it anymore.
she confesses everything that's going on
and everyone reacts with a shock on there face
something that's been happening to a girl
they knew
all this time, all this pain inside her place.

Outside her face shines
Inside she's fading fast
Outside she acts fine
Inside soon she won't last.
She's just denying
everything to everyone
She's just trying not to
mess up anyone's fun.

Details | Free verse | |

The Seeds of Fear

Nature can exist without any sunlight.
The shadow is nurtured by the sustenance
sprouting from the soil in the Garden of Darkness and
from which grows the frondescence that nourishes our Fear.

The garden is dampened by the tears
of those whose shadow’s grip is strong and thriving
beneath the shade of the great ash trees.
Their roots and their branches connect the underworld
with the Gods of the earth, sky, and sea.

And the shadow exists between these planes 
where it relies on the fruit fallen from the
Trees of Life and Knowledge that faithfully grow
in the Orchards of Loss
reminding us, with each passing season, 
as, once again, the blossoms flourish among the cherry trees,
that immortality exists.

Morning glory withers to give way to impervious vines of insecurity
that wrap tightly around a wrought iron fence
behind which the Unknown fertilizes the seeds of Fear.
A bittersweet aroma rises from a flowerbed adorned with
Violets of Distrust and White Lilies of Lost Hope.
Their scent fills the Garden of Darkness
and reaches the senses of all that venture through.

Details | I do not know? | |

"Existence, to the most abstruse level..."

Is it just me, or did I really approach this the wrong way,

I could just forget about it, but it lingers in my mind,

I never thought I would feel this badly,

As if life isn't enough of a burden anyway,

Don't pity me, don't offer your condolences,

That only makes me feel even more horrid,

Breath, heart, sight,

All essential things,

Yet cause you so much misery and woe,

Hitherto, I have not a single regret,

Because life is kind, in its own perplexed sort of way,

And that is what gets me through the day...

Details | Light Poetry | |

A Dark Hidden Comfort

For my life that is not beyond repair,
I flee to a place where I become lost,
But am thankful to it.

I cannot be found,
Nor do I want to be found.

I slip away willingly
Into the dark hidden comfort of obscurity
To the point of where I am almost 
Consumed by a dark force similar to death.

Death is easy, but life is hard,
So I tend to keep to myself
As so on one knows i'm gone.

The Death of my life Drains my Soul as
I Bleed from my Heart, pouring out into
The Deep Beyond of the Universe.

The dark hidden comfort acting as
A blanket of safety, even if it sounds morbid.

Details | Ballad | |

Expressions 3-6-04

                                                  Feelings on paper
                                                 Only to be thrown away
                                                 Feelings in art
                                                 Only to fade
                                                 Feelings expressed
                                                 Only to be shot down
                                                 I’ll no longer to show
                                                 No way to know.

Details | Haiku | |


Fierce, thunderous winds,
                       As they swirl upon my skin,
Coming from within…

Details | Lyric | |

A Feeling Of Suffocation

A feeling I have never felt
A feeling that makes the heart melt
Filled with guilt
In my heart, a change have been built
I am scared
My heart is pounding it's afraid
I don't know why
But I can't deny
Do I cry?
I'm seeing my past
How much would this feeling last?
Would forever start tonight?
Would my past be the only thing on my sight?
Hallucinations I see,
Torturing me
Like a bird in a cage and it wants to be free
But it can't change its destiny,
I pray going down on my knees
but I feel lost in the dark,
In a dark forest filled with crying trees,
Trees crying bloody tears.

I close my eyes trying to forget
But there's something in my life making me regret
Maybe it is my sins,
Whenever I remember this hidden feeling
The sorrow begins,
It's so much hurt and so much pain
It takes so much to regain
The lost pieces of my heart,
The pieces that continue the puzzle of confusion
The pieces that will make my life real but no illusion.

The pieces of my heart are filled with sadness
They trigger hate, jealousy, and madness
This sadness lies beneath the tears
But a smile won't let the sadness disappear
Because the tears of grief and the tears of fear
Need a strong spirit to make them clear.

Happiness lies beneath the truth,
The truth of life and living
The truth of love and giving
The truth of the real feelings deep down inside
The feelings that will never hide,
And if  feelings are hidden
These feelings my friend are forbidden,
They're the feelings of deep black lies
And that's when the happiness dies....

Details | I do not know? | |

Stormy Days

It's raining
it's dark
where am I 
who am I 
I need help
who could I call 
I am sad 
I want to be someone else
I don't like who I am 
I cry
I shout
Do you love or is it a joke
I want you 
I don't 
I cry 
I shout
Where am I
Help me
Help me
I can not 
I will not 
Who am I 
weho are you 
I wake a dream
oh my
a dream
What happened on that stormy day

Details | Dramatic Verse | |


Violate. Lost innocence. Mistrust. Scarred. these are the medals of sacrifice. 
This is the veil of shame.  
Disgust. Nightmares as day wears placed on like oddly shapen 
clothing ....placed on to barely cover one's nakedness.
Pain. This is the coat of Forced Entry.
Torn. Ripped. Denied a chance to fight. No place to escape the shame of having 
to tell and explain over....and over.......again.
Prints on private places that can't be seen and can't seem to wash them off clean.
Taken. Tainted. No keep secret. Repeated and.....never answered, the 
same old questions from new and pressing faces.
Tears from the day stain glass and etch marks into my heart.
"Why?" A question without an answer. Don't dare ask, "Who?" It's a mystery and stranger - at least not to this act. 
" I don't know why......I didn't ask for it". This is cry of a victim.

Details | Lyric | |

The Puzzle

I am far older than these years that haunt me
dogging my heels with too many mistakes
a lifetime of missed steps and wrong paths
merry-go-round circles
forever leading me back to where I started
holding the fractured pieces of my broken heart
I’ve scratched my sins into the palms of my hands
burning the screaming pictures of pain
into my mind
movie scenes of what I could have done
should have done
didn't do
No matter what you say
I don't think its okay
how could it be?
Broken and battered
this little girl with the green eyes
and the hair falling into her face
hiding behind a smile that fools even the best
but the tears still fall in the dark
where no one else can see them
the scars of yesterdays
burning traces down my cheeks
leaving their evidence behind
sitting on the floor with all the little pieces of me
fitting this one into that one
reconstructing the puzzle of me
you plant my feet on the ground and steer me
where I need to go
Maybe I'm no longer lost among the clouds
and I think if I could see me
the way you see me
things just might not fall apart this time

Details | I do not know? | |

horrible Dream

Deep down in my soul,
Im taken by fright,
Too scared to be here,
but Im just too polite.

I woke in a horrible dream,
It made me toss and turn,
I woke to scared to be seen,
It's a shame, I feel like Im burned

True love or true lust,
paranoia too,
I thought that I could trust,
You and only you.

I woke in a horrible dream,
Its was so real
I hope that in this dream
That eventually I will heal.

Details | Free verse | |


Something about tonight
scares the hell out of me
Doubtful of the times 
they told me

"the monsters aren't real"

Was it just the wind?
But I could swear it was real
Dark and full of hunger
I heard it whisper to me

"we're coming for you"

Walking faster down the hall
Was it just my heart beating?
Or did I hear 
footsteps right behind me?

They're getting so much closer

I break into a cold sweat
as I run down the stairs
knowing that
if I fall

They will consume me

Quick! The door, so close
But as I reach
I feel it's hot breath
Against my neck

Its to late

As I turn to face it
White with dread
Nothing I can do
but wait for the end

Just close your eyes

And pray to God

the end comes quick

And damn the ones

who always said

"the monsters aren't real"

Amusing in a way

Liars that they are

I would laugh

If I wasn't busy screaming

Details | Free verse | |

From higher realms I watch

I see you in your sadness,
I feel your dark despair,
if only you could see I'm here
or feel that I'm so near.

From higher realms I watch you,
protect you, keep you near,
I wipe the tears that fall each night,
just as I'll do all year.

My life took momentarily,
no warning did we share,
no time to say I love you;
nor let you know I care.

But I know your love for me is strong,
no matter how time's passed;
built on strong foundations,
this one was meant to last.

Now I've another role to fill;
as an angel set to care,
to teach and lead misguided ones;
new lives to prepare.

But still I hold you nearest me,
I'm sure you've felt my touch,
I hear you when you talk to me,
For I love you love so much.

And one day when the time is right,
we'll be as one as such;
then you will understand and see
how from higher realms I watch.

Details | I do not know? | |


In the middle of nowhere
Can't see anything for miles and miles 
darkness starting to roll over 
Your nowhere to be found 
I'm not sure were to look for you at 
then i understand 
your hiding 
your covering ur tracks 
trying to forget
all the bad things that are happening 
You must understand i am going though it with you 
I'm right here when u need me 
so talk cause i'm listening 
Let me try to understand

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Oh!Sweeping tornado !A strong whirl wind of no descent.A subjugation from the 
devils realm.Your extent of destruction to lives and properties is inestimable.
Sweeping tornado!We are still thirsty for a suitable explanation of your source, 
course and descent.You have defiled all scientific speculations  as to the timing 
of your strikes.
Tornado!You have rendered many people homeless,maimed or dead and yet  
nobody or force can stop you when it comes.It is a final judgement!Why?
Tornado!You have proofed all spiritual and metaphysical laws of 
nature,geographers,scientist wrong.How can we stop you?We can only if you 
wear a human face.We need a final answer!
Tornado!You are a typical assemblage of the tornado of life wish comes in 
torrential storms to the afflicted.It comes in barrages, no one can stop it unless 
by the divine intervention of the creator.
Tornadoes!Survival is just by chance and only through the grace of the 
creator.Just like the real tornadoes of life ravaging innocent pure minds along 
with the wicked.Tornado!Why should the innocent suffer?
Tornadoes of life!Truely you come in different shapes,sizes,phases and 
forms.Can't you spare the innocent careless pure minds?Who are victims of 
circumstances and devour only the wicked.
Tornadoes of life!Direct your spears ans arrows to the shafts,wicked and 
antiprogress people of the world always against unity and peace.Be selective!
And decipher the good from the bad!We pray!

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Lover lays beside me
As I keep my tears from sight
Thinking of the battle
That I haven't the heart to fight
If only he'd shut his mouth
And open up his ears
I'd tell him how I feel
Would he still dismiss my fears?
My pain remains insignificant
As night grows into day
I only wish he'd understand
What I'm trying to say

Details | I do not know? | |

Someone Screams

                A  vivid dream, running can't breathe--- steps close behind,hands
                reaching out someone screams.........

                Awful laughter growing louder and louder a curtain is drawn, fingers
                hard and cold as ice--- gripping and clawing with such horrible might....

                Taste of sweat,the stench of blood------ how frightful the pain ......
                darkness invades, that laughter again................................................

                 Awake can this be right? everything's so very white----- whispers I
                 hear from behind the door something about attacked during the night...

                                                                                      Vivid dream, someone screams.

Details | Narrative | |

The Graveyard

The wind seemed colder that December day,
as I walked among the graves marked with
marble so gray.
Some had a story carved for all to see,
while others were just marked, Rest In 
Pictures of the deceased, were on a few,
as I looked a little closer,
to see how many I knew.
Then in the distance, 
I saw a crowd,
another loved one to be buried,
then my head I bowed.
Old graves stood out,
their markers so tall,
darker than most,
like shadows at nightfall.
Sad to think, some had to die so young,
but way back then, not much could be done.
Strange it may seem,
to visit the dead,
but facinating to me,
on the life they led.

Details | Lyric | |


I have been through a lot
trying a lot of stuff
I have tried to take my life
didn't work
I couldn't go through with it
don't know why
I have tried several times
but never succeeded
I realized I had too much to lose
I still think about it
I just don't understand why
I have lost alot in my life
sometimes I ask myself
what am I doing
and why
I still don't know why.

Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Parables Passage

Mythology flawed by immortality disintegrating endeavor of blind obedience, 
unsolved lies if ancient times sinister words of a saved saint in the presents of 
the creator of absolute. Sleepwalker of tormented faith stained and barefoot in 
the white room of dominant conflict this prison of ideology with in the final 
solution of vague intuition. The greed of man never steadfast in omega winds 
corroding the suffering humane in the landscape of sane all will be done with 
heavy influence nihilistic as the Vatican insisted.

Details | Free verse | |

Common Man Sense Common Ground

Common Man Sense Common Ground
Common Sense will tell you that the eye has heard this all his life. Murder rules 
the day. Everyone does that. Get high get stoned free love. Get a life. Loser.  Shoe 
is Untied. You dropped your pocket.  Give me a descriptive list Jenkins Shirt 
without the r on it boy eye told you Jenkins not a list a Descriptive list you have a 
dictionary use it. Sex is fun. You just do not know who it is that eye am now 
become. Ugly as a mudd fence. Ugly as a picket fence. Ugly as a March Hare. 
Ugly in her underwear. Common sensed man is ground.

Details | Bio | |


You said you loved me
You said you care
You said we will always get through hard times
You said our love will always improve

You promise happy days
You promise that things won't change
You promise you always be here in our older days
You promise that you'll take away the pain

So how could you leave
How could you break the promises you made to me
Why didn't you warn me
I saw no signs of us being apart
Yesterday you kissed my heart

All I have is pictures of you and I 
At our happier times
I remember the times we shared
I remeber the times you cared

Now as I look back 
I see you smileing 
I look at our pictures and kiss them
As I lean over your grave and kiss you

Details | Verse | |

A Story Of Downfall

And as he was walking down the path of life
He was overcome by darkness  and the blade of a knife,
The shadow that once followed behind him had become his very form,
And the heart that once beat inside him was torn,
He was driven by hate, yet longed for the love of another,
He wasn’t sane but deep under cover.
He knew what had happened  but chose to conceal it,
He knew  it would hurt him but chose not to feel it,
What had happened was a sudden change in direction,
He lost his meaning and followed his reflection,
Eventually his life was lost and he lived in a dream,
A dream of a life that was anything but  his own,
A dream that one day he wouldn’t be alone,
He never did explain his pain,
He didn’t have to,  we saw his life drain,
He once was a boy that loved to be living,
If he wasn’t playing he was giving,
Giving his love and giving a reason,
A reason to live and…
Well, isn’t that enough.
It must have been rough,
To live life so happy then suddenly fall,
To fall deep in a hole, and come out so small,
He had a life but wished he could leave it,
“Its just another dream, I don’t think I need it,”
Some people cried and some of them stared,
Some were destroyed  but all  were scared,
A lot of them said they weren’t prepared,
But how can you prepare for something so tragic,
Something beyond life and all of its magic,
How  do you plan for the loss of a friend,
The only plans you had were to be there to the end,
This boy was a time bomb, just waiting to blow,
What went through his mind, we wish we could know,
He wasn’t crazy, nor was he sane,
He simply had his own ways to deal with the pain,
He would smile at those who gave him the time,
And was always excited to write down a rhyme,
He loved through his heart, and was loved through his words,
He talked to himself and sang with the birds,
Everyone loved him that’s why no one knows,
“Why would he do this, there’s nothing that shows.”
The truth is he lived life to see its bitter end,
He lived through those years as his own best friend,
Now he is dreaming in a world far away,
Maybe he’ll return, maybe someday.

Details | Free verse | |

Black Rose

I continue to find myself in a pensive state of mind.
Giving time more time.
Even worse, i'm wasting time thinking of the time I've wasted.
Letting thoughts untwine reminessing of the passions tasted.

Here I stand a man with no set destination.
No guides no plan , no helping hand.
Just heroes for who I show admiration.

Just another try to ignite the spark, to set the blaze so I can with stand the fire.
Just another chance to form iron from this ire.

All these thoughts that have been written down left unread.
So hard to forget the words never spoken.
How easy it is to admire the lies that are so token.
How delightful it is that hearts gravitate towards another when broken.

These forms and ideas together they untwine.
How each dark thought sprouts in the night.
How the black rose blooms in the lack of light.

Details | Romanticism | |

Dancer of the Clearing

the fire that she danced about
suffused the air
with the thick, enduring scent
of burning wood;
that decadent fragrance.

her hips switched and shifted -
just like an ocean’s tide
waving up and down her figure.
her movements matched perfectly
the deep-toned rhythm
of the bass-drums surrounding.

above her head,
her hands swayed gracefully,
almost as if they commanded
this fire-lit symphony
with their own free will
in a seductively fluid
sequence of motions.

adorning her neck
was a milky white snake
and its ever-curious tongue;
coiled in perfect contrast
with the deep hues
of golden bronze
that outlined her shining figure.

her heavenly gaze
held just as much energy
and life
as nature aflame -
i never had the pleasure
of meeting those
shimmering blue pearls of her eyes
before thunder struck its own
mighty drum,
shaking the very fabric of nature.

the clouds of jealousy
rained down upon the clearing
and each spiteful drop
stung upon impact.

as a chilling breeze
swept me up and set me on my way,
the last thing i saw
before darkness enveloped
and drums ceased to beat
was the woman of the clearing
dancing steadily to her own heart
while lost in shadows
of the dying embers.

Details | Rhyme | |

Confusion Of Love

It was some time ago I offered you my love
You took my heart , my mind , my body and soul and you ran with it
We built a union and we built a trust
So tell me how come your love is so unjust
What happened to our sparkle we saw in each other's eye
The smiles that made us feel hole
The depth of our love for one another
The two of us sharing the same soul
My love you have caused a confusion of love within this same body and soul
You hold the answers
You and you truly only know
Sad as it is this confusion of love no longer has a flow
It's like waves crashing hard upon the shore
Being washed up forever more
I've given and you have taken a piece of my soul
That I  shall walk with and the  memories that  I have now  have turned cold
Like an icicle on that cold winterly day
Reminiscing when our love was as hot like a piece of coal burning with fierce
Thinking the fire would never loose it's flame
You decided to toy with my heart and play your corruptive and imature games 
causing our feelings to never be the same
I feel torn and it's all the confusion of love
I'm still seeking the man with purity and my vision of a white dove
It was some time ago I offered you my love
You took my heart , my mind , my body and soul and you ran with it
You broke the union and trust
You chose to make this love so unjust
You removed the sparkle in my eyes and replaced it with a  gloss of my shedder 
Those smiles have turned to a frown and this confusion of love is getting me 
down and the  emptiness of no longer being hole
We no longer reside in the same soul
Why I ask myself as I sit and ponder
My love you have caused a confusion of love within this same body and soul
You held the answers at one point
Now you and I truly only know
Take this pain out of my confused mind , body and soul
I rest my case and accept cupid's defeat 
Confusion of love has blinded me and scared me and marked my soul
Confusion of love your time has come to let go

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Untitles 2

Sheltered lives and hollow minds, 

How much simplicity can this life hold?

Wondering thoughts and heart too heart talks,


Solem vows,

Tyrant howls,


A world of light and one of darkness,

The crow watches eyes as black as the darkest abyss,


Silver Twilight here and there,

As if no mortal soul will ever return,

Sudden Death!

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There is just too much
drama everywhere I go
people talking behind each others back
too much fighting
what happened to the
respectful people
in this world
so much has changed
the drama is getting worse
why can't the drama stop
why does everyone have to fight.

Details | I do not know? | |


why am i afraid to say it all
why am i afraid to show the world
why am i afraid to tell everyone
why am i afraid to show my feelings
why am i afraid to just let it all out
why am i afraid they will all laugh me out

why don't i know what to do
why don't i do what i want to do
why don't i show the world
why don't i expreess my thoughts and feelings
why don't i tell all my friends

why do i pretend everythings all right
why do i try to stay happy when everything is out of control
why do i hurt so much inside 
why do i cry

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To be alive what pleasures do we have?
In time life will be great. To wait we have been forgiven.
Do not turn away from all that makes you what you are.
Then you shall be gifted. But to see with eyes of stone is no better.
Ask, what is happiness?
No answers at hand but only answers that make no difference.
Life is great but we still live in misery.
We give up on many things without the thought of coming together again.
Life is no fool. why are we so confused?
Look within yourself.
Do not deny what you find for this is your essences.
If you do you will never be complete.
Absorb what it offers and you will be one.
Remember your past but do not live in it,
For it only offers things chosen to be forgotten.
Cannot challenge your mind for you will be lost.
It controls more then you know.join it.
Seek what it needs and accept the vision it instills upon you.
Learn what life offers you. let it teach you the way to peace.

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Life Surrounded by Death

The black sand,
On the land of death
Is the only thing
That made the flower stand,

This flower is living while dying
it's smiling while crying
it's living surrounded by death
it's feeling happy while feeling depressed
it's seeing darkness while seeing light
it's living day while living night
it's living everyday waiting for tomorrow
it's praying for God to feel no more sorrow
looking up and never looking down
listening to its soul and no other sound
flying in the sky while standing on the ground
watering itself by tears of angels
that fall all around...

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Stained Heart

My inner cry weeps,
tearless confusion.
My feeling of love;
is heartless illusions.
Mind over matter
has abandoned conclusions.
I am afraid
I have no solutions.
For every tear
there is a stain.
Can I ever get it
to go away?
Too many stains have 
ruined my heart,
I feel so different as if
playing a part.
Does anyone
who I really am?
A bothersome woman
with nothing to give.
I feel my time
reaching an end,
when I come back
It'll start all over again.

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He loves me lots (For Blair)

he loves me...
he loves me not!
he loves me...
he loves me lots
poor little daisy
missing petals
how i miss him and he never seems to know
i only i could squeeze him
kiss him 
touch him
just find some way to let him know

He loves me
he loves me NOT!
he loves me ...
he loves me LOTS
i miss him soo much my heart is broken
and all i can do is weep
why won't he love me
why won't he come back to me?

your the love of my life
he loves me
your my ultimate desire
he loves me not
you are my favorite fantasy
he loves me not
you are my sugar sweet coated candy fair
he loves me lots!

I want you right now
twice as nice
im soo sorry for all the things i said and did
you have to realise
he loves me
i have a mental disability
he loves me not
i have codependant lovehungers 
he loves me
i miss you baby your my hero
he loves me lots

sitting in the daisies
wishing for the best
the vote of the flowers
andi am their pest
of i love yous
i love you alot
i love you forget me nots

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Serpent Road

The more popular path is a wider,
more windy one. A bend here,a 
nook there, surreal images to entice 
everyone.And it's all about havin' so much fun.

You weave through a forest of barren trees,
having already dropped all of their leaves.
More muted colors now, these listless leaves,
as they lay scattered all over the ground.
During one stretch, a beautiful babbling
brook calls softly to all who will listen, 
a temptuous melodic chant seems to resound.
"Come play in me..... no, better yet, stay in me.
I am yours and you are mine. At the very least, 
abide for a time." it's echoing rhyme.

Around one huge curve on this path, one can't
help but notice an extremely tall waterfall.It's 
splendor captures the undivided attention of
nearly all. Chrystal clear liquid cascades,
tumbling and rumbling downward over smooth,
cavernous rocks till its final resting place in a
glassy pool,this entire realm it does mock.

One very unique trait of this seemingly joyous
journey is the absence of light. Nothing reflects
much sun,it's almost like wandering along on a 
half - moon lit night. Oh,if the star of fire would
ever reveal itself,come out of hiding, this beautiful
bounty could be so brilliant and bright. Yet here
in this place, it wouldn't seem right. It would cause
alarm, reason for many to get stagefright. Some
might even want to exit but would not be able....
try as they might.

I could ramble on and on about the abundant 
sights and smells and sounds that tickle our
senses along Path Pleasing. Is this place
for real or is everyone just dreaming? But one
thing I must tell you that is important for you to
know.This expedition isn't all it's cracked up to be,
for it is in dizzying circles you do go.You just experience
the same things over and over again, guess that's part
of the plan.No real purpose or rhyme, just biding time.

Oh,.... what's this? Maybe I am wrong. Seems that
there is a final destination for those hangin' here.I've 
not witnessed this before.I'll have to tell the others
what's in store.But wait....... there must be some mistake.
For the sign over the gaping, belching, black hole
simply states "Lair of the Snake."

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Eyes of a Saint

Anger devours all thoughts of sanity.
Left in perspective is a warped sense of morality.
No “I” , no “me.” Just a lost sense of individuality.

Memories torn and tattered. Hopes and dreams , gone and splattered.
Her Brain too oftenly impaled by the pain , that she should’ve never grown accustomed to. She’s sickly pale with a heart that’s black and blue.

Crimson trickles. Now only one drop remains.
Life disregarded , as natural as a male lion who bears no mane.

Imagery in mind is so vivid.
Agony the artist that uses her wrist as a canvas
Where it created a red and wine collage without paint because she " could no longer stand it! "

Heart stops. Begins to rot.
Decadence creates its very own chaotic thought crate.

Entity flashes.
Meaning turns to ashes.
Eyes turn white.
Life becomes faint.

With her vision blurred she makes out a face.
She understands.
She’s smiles. 
She is seeing the reflection of her the eyes of a saint.

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Tumbling Collapse

When the mental walls
Come crashing down
You cannot help
But hear the sounds
Of the terrified screams
Above it all
Your existence was condemned to fall

Where will you be on your judgement day
Will you have gone all the way
Or will you have to pay
The ultimate price
Of a life filled with sin
Turn against Him
And you cannot win

As you stand at the gates
You're amazed
And you're shocked
To find out
That they are eternally locked

Now forced to spend eternity
Surrounded by the flame
In the end
Was it worth denying his name

So now's not the time
To regret all your decisions
After spending ten seconds
In your manifested prisons
With maddening and subliminal voices
Torturing your soul
Feeding off your fears and dreams
For It's sick and twisted goals
To set your eyes astray
By making you say that He's in the way

Your mind is on fire
Confused by desire
Are you ready to conspire
And have all things go dire

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 Cry a tear drops down my eye as I see the pain you were in, You were my father it 
seemed like you were my only friend. 

  This cannot be real, I wanted so bad for you to heal to be the same person that you 
used to be but all i'd ever have was painful memories. 

  I wanted you here for my wedding for my first child, I wanted you here for everything 
for things father's live for.

  Now all I can see is the care free life that is put in front of me, My mother is more 
like a sister than anything she knows What's best but not like a father would.

  I can come home late and she won't suspect a thing, maybe I need a father to put down 
that hard cold disapline. 

   I cry whenever I think about not having someone in my life to hold me down, To keep 
me warm, to warn me.

  Life is filled with hardships I thought you'd always be there to protect me. Always be 
there to hug me.

  Cancer took you away so slowly but when you were gone it seemed like just a second. I 
wanted you close, I wanted to always be daddy's little girl but nothing worked out the 
way I planned it. 

  I cried, my eyes out now they are dry but they will never heal. The scars from tears 
have damage them for life.

  I will cry at my graduation, I will cry at my wedding, I will cry at each special 
event and just image you there holding a camera.

  Capture it daddy I will smile and say ill picture you handing me a tissue because you 
never left me sad for long. 

 Cry I think i'm over that, But remember you'll always be in my heart.

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Who am I

lost, so lost in depression,  
use to rejections,
stomped on like nothing,
forgotten like a thrown away napkin.
un noticed, miss treated, unloved.
Apart of me is missing, the other taken,
with nothing left to show
Darkness has becomes my obsection.
Punished on a daily bases.
Can't seem to find my self, 
Affaid to be me honestly.
Only if they could see,
Only if they know
what i go through
what its like to be me 
the lost,cold lonely one
in the street.....

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A Mandrake's Gesture: vol II.

The maiden's nipples 
swollen, her bosom
flush with excitement,
hailing her goddess as 
she slighted very 
eloquently, puissant.
The goodness they
shared was of sinful
reproach, a somber
obedience of lovers'
The dusk laden sky 
flickered with prose, 
the sorrows of
Belial's romance of lost
mysteries and his 
vengeant domineer,
his bravado, his 
masculinity, cascading
like spirals  of chaos
and the chimes of 
instilled darkness
climaxing to the 
sojourn of forbidden 
Gently now, 
Belial eased this 
fair lady to her lover's
demand, her patience
swelling between her
thighs, burning. . . 
- - - - 
Awoken from a dream,
a fair common was she,
her beauty unsurpassed
only by her soulful 
demeanor and natural
prelude.  Her femininity
and subtle prowess
always the victor,
her passion a hearkening
rose upon a lonely
desolate scorn.  Her 
feelings a bit feverish,
there now, nothingness
and the harlots of 
misery and the massacre
of saintliness.   The venom
there pulsing now,
was evermore raspy,
and only to the 
delight of our royal
antiquities, vespers 
of envy, of anger's delight,
of beckoning glee, a 
madman's exuberation to
the deafening hysterias
of mischief's vertigo.  

A marriage. . .
arranged, a stiffening
King to his Prince's 
triumph over darkness.
Yes, this common peasant
and her divine bounty
was as a peril of Eve 
searching for her lost 
There being no more 
reprise, bitter, for her
burden, she was to share.
Somber eyes and 
a broom for everyone
to take hold.  Yes, the 
beauty of a fair maiden
this, so vast and of
such masterful drab, 
splendor to all of 
the shared treasures
in spirits.  

A taunting basilisk,
enslaying our vat of 
christendom and devotion.
To this day, of prayerful
morn, maiden Geinere, 
awoke, scarlet fever.

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My parents are very different
my mom chose alcohol
over me and my brothers
my dad does everything he can
to feed me
and make sure I have a
roof over my head and a bed
to sleep in
I wish my mother would
get some help for her problem
but she says
she doesn't have a problem
she has been saying that
for 17 years now
she don't want anything
to do with my brothers and i
deep down everyone knows it.

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A blind man's verse

“Darkness it is only darkness
‘Blind’ why were you born to live?
Why don’t you be murdered?
You were beaten into a sheet of invisibility
Of  black and only black
You are the wall between the colour and the colourless
Why were you born?
In some angry whispers the gods stabbed the darkness
With their silver blades
Then the moment came when the white found the black
Like a tear in the blanket.
Through it crystals of light were shattered
Killing the darkest and blindest of all evils
It found its home in the shadows of the dawn
The mirror got its reflection 
And the eyes its sight
And saw,
Saw the devils masked by the faithful darkness.
Blindness – I realized that you had meaning more than the sharpest of all sights,
The terrible occurrences that were at midnight,
The crimson drops and the whaling murmurings
With the rhythm of the slowly dieing heart.

Blindness oh blindness
Why did you abandon your faith?
And be murdered by the inhuman light?
Where are you now?
Why did you dissolve in the white and forget the black?
Why did you give me vision?

Find me again!
Rule me again!
The light has to be murdered!

Darkness it was only darkness
Darkness it is only 

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My Thoughts

I was given wings but was never taught how to fly
living in this would for many its do or die
my future is blind my review of the would is negative
so many wants to take not many wants to give

unknown foes and only a few friends
grown into this would but could never comprehen
the way we live fighting while young ones cry
creating world wars the only thing we gain is death for you and i
forgive my thoughts for pointing this out
true to life thats what i'm about

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Shish (Hating)

Everyday I wake up being determined
The only thing that catches this eye
in a life of mines is why they hate me so much
from my friends to foes
I get tired of childish plays
from the fellas that just wanna lay

Now you thinking Im crazy
I just been going through some things
but don't no one understand
but they wanna expose my name
thats all that they know
they don't know the struggle
all they see is the trouble
I just shish; don't say nothing

these rumors they killing me on the inside
I battle the tears on the out 
where I still show my pride

Everday I watch my friends change
its all a shame
I been trying to make it through this game
now that Im doing something with my life
they want to put me down
all it is; is hating
they criticize me, talk about me and family
now just know 
only person that know me is God and I

So I just shish 
and let these haters keep on hating 
cause I don't ever want to take your place
In my life Im goin to keep hustling 
until I get my paper chase

What's stopping now 
So I just shish; let these haters rise me higher
is that my name in your mouth
but you better be careful
don't let the quiet cute girl fool you
I will straight mess you up

Yeah I talk it
Im never holding it back
because it makes me mad 
when you think you about to out
do me in your loud ghetto talking ways

Many people say why I don't wear my hair like this
Why I don't talk like this
Why do I think Im better than this person or that
hold up listen 
when did I ever have to be like you
you must forgotten my name
Neshia B. off in this thing
cause thats how I set it off
I got my own style
don't worry about trying to change up my profile
Im just another lady that has more class
telling you haters to kiss my but

What makes me upset
is how certain friends change on me
but my grandpa told me before he died
 I was going to walk down this road
Im sitting here like dang
he told me so
I knew that would come anyways
for better or worse
its for the better; it just shows me who real and who fake
So I just take what life throws at me
and try to live it out a better way

So I just shish; let these haters keep on hating

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The Flying Casket

amidst my indelible impressions
comes an era of remembrence
that shall go down in history

I recall the flight of an airship
traveling abroad from Europe
to the United States 

with ninety seven aboard
passangers crews and news media
were all awaiting for its safe arrival

as newsreel coverage was filming
the attempt docking of this flight it
turned into a blazing yellow and red fireball

within one minute
thirthy five lives had

In Memory Of 
Those Lost On The

{Deutsche Luftschiff Zeppelin #129}

Also Entry For
Brian Strands 
Indelible Impressions Contest

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I'll love you more than anything?

You say that you are leaving me ,
You say that you’re tired of waiting,
You say now’s not the time to say,
I’ll love you more than anything.

Show me why we cannot be,
Show me why you don’t love me,
Show me why you cannot see,
I’ll love you more than anything.

If I have to climb the tallest tree,
If I have to swim the deep blue sea,
If I have to wait for eternity,
I’ll love you more than anything.

Who’s going to share this sunset,
Who’s going to  follow me to bed,
Who’s going to be the one to say,
I’ll love you more than anything.

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The evening air blows twice as fair
when it is kissing her sweet strands of hair
to glimpse her rosy cheeks, perchance her eyes
any passerby would swoon.

Down the street the lamplights flicker on
a feeble gesture, half in vain
for any light forfeited by the sunset
is given to the moon.

And where it’s wanted shadow still creeps in
Observe! Behind a mule cart sits
bundled up in robes and motionless
the sweet girl prior mentioned.

Horses’ footfalls echo from the sides of shops
and disappear as masters drive
into some warmer corner
of the cold Parisian night

As well pedestrians shuffle by
at somewhat slower pace
and but the smallest turn their gaze upon
the pauper woman’s face

But none can see, but none can see
into this sweet girl’s reverie
the chillness in her breath
is the only sign she gives

Her eyes are closed, and now she flies
through darkest depths of mind to happier times
one summer evening on a porch
beside her lover true

When gaze is not transfixed upon the other
drinking from the depths of melancholy passion
it gorges itself upon the greenest grass
like heifers lowing on the hill

or bunnies bounding through the field
or crickets chirping in the reeded orchestra
all similes reveal themselves at twilight
to those in love, in elevated sight

and minds are read, so no surprise
can narrow further catlike eyes
when her lover true decides
to reveal to her the truth

“Upon this eve I have received
a letter from the Guard, with intent
to draft me into the army
as the gears of war are turned

you know how much I long to stay
within your arms until my dying day
but I’ve heard tales of those who tried to flee
many try, and none succeed

so in a week I’ll board the train
the line from Marseilles to Lorraine
and write you letters every night
until the morn that we shall hold each other tight”

And no words formed upon her lips
the falling leaves told all
but when they kissed tears did form inside their eyes,
rolled off, and mingled in their mouths.

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On Friends and Enemies

Time is our only enemy.
With time comes pain,
Words better left unsaid,
Bittersweet nights going insane.
Darkness is our only friend.
Darkness hides the angry tears,
Gives some semblance of tranquility,
But cannot hide my fears.
Are you my only enemy?
Are you the viper in my dreams?
Sometimes I wonder if your kiss
Is as innocent as it seems.
Are you my only friend?
I'm chilled to the core.
You're the only reason
I don't love anymore.

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     I am a woman trapped. I have come to know the true feelings of my sworn 
enemy. I have become Pandora's box in human form, the keeper of deadly and 
mysterious knowledge. I have to make the decision to lose my voice and leave 
my loved ones sightless or abase those close to me in a struggle for our justice. 
When did right become wrong? Seven lives rest on my fingertips so I cannot 
wash my hands of this dilemma. It's suicide. Somebody's going to die and since 
it's killing me... who will it be?

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God's Little Angel

My little Caylee
you were only three
how could someone have taken you from me

on a summers day
you went out to play
now someones buried you in mud and clay

but do not fret my little angel
for they will be caught one day
whether man or woman God will have his last say

as balloons and clowns will return that smile
gods taken your hand to hold for awhile

you will forever remain etched in our hearts
for God has given you a brand new start

though you are a millions miles away
I can still hear your laughter while you play

My little angel who I never knew
it makes me sick for those who had no clue on
how you could of been a doctor lawyer or a nurse to help the few

like I said have no fret cause God sent his crew 
to return his little angel and start anew
for their is other parents that will love and hold you 

In Loving Memory Of Caylee Anthony
RIP Sweetheart

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Spirits Speak

To those of us who believe 
We recognize things like these. 
Quiet tributes rectify 
Unerringly unify. 

Passed-on loved one happily 
Communicates airily. 
You may ignore, they insist; 
Deny this faith?  It persists. 

Fact or fiction to you 
Matters not 
It's written now, it's cool. 
This is hot. 

Emotions spent 
There are times when 
Voices are meant 
To say, “Amen!”

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self affliction 
I fear, I crave
yet in my heart I know
it can't go on

everlasting lust
I fear, I crave
yet in my mind I know
it can't go on

narcotic abuse
I fear, I crave
yet in my soul I know 
it can't go on

I fear, I crave
yet in my heart, mind, and soul I know
must go on.  

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Dreaming to Dream

Have you ever had a dream
and wished you hadn't woken up
Wish that you could stay 
In that perfect place 
Just a little longer
I have

Have you ever woken 
From a dream and cried 
'Cuz you wished you could return
 Because the dream is so much better
Then the reality
I have

Have you ever gone to sleep
Hoping that one day if you're lucky 
All your dreams will come true
And you'll be happy
Once again
I have

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On Love

I think I've lost my mind
Looking so hard for answers
But love is all I find
Breaking hearts left and right
Without a moment's hesitation
Always ready to start a fight
Feeling hostile for no reason
Hating love and loving hate
Growing colder every season
Pushing those that I love
Taking for granted even
The greatest gift from above
Have I really lost my mind?
As life moves on and on
Have I been left behind?
Chaos gave me peace at last
And danger brought me comfort
Everything is happening so fast
Flash before my eyes 
Answers to all my questions
Love brings only tears and lies

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The Big Loss

Walking down the dark tunnel
Amidst absolute peace,
Filled with bowl of silence
And there's no sign of war sharpnel.

A big tree on my way it stood,
A shadow on the tree is espied-
A figure can't be seen in the darkest region of hell-
All the worldly frowns seemed to reflect from its every cell.

I asked him what's he trying there
When there's peace everywhere out here?
And there's nothing to fear 
And no worries to bear.

From the top he spoke
"Its all right with the peace present here
But I miss my nears and dears;
And I have jobs left to do in the earthly bower.

I spoke -"Life is over",
"Death occupies the future,
There's no point trying to climb out.....
--He jumped infront of me like an angry lout.

He was the man I killed the last day!
I repented so that he forgives me;
It happened when I drove the lorry
And hit him in a hurry.

He told me my 'mistake'- 'a lot it meant';
It caused many to faint;
He had still time to enjoy the worldly scents-
Which I had ended in a second.

Mistakes are irreversible often,
Its only made by humans;
Remamber once you enter the lion's den--
You may never return again.

The bitter truth upon me dawned,
I also met the same fate in the very dawn!
The mistake that I have committed in a hurry-
For the rest of the eternity it will make me sorry!!!

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The Whole Week in a Dream

Nightmares are haunting our thoughts,
Dimness is taking place of our feelings,
Our souls forsaken our quivering bodies,
Leaving us empty inside,

Imminent tears are about to fall, I felt,
As my soul tried to elude this tragedy
I escaped, running away from myself,
Into lives of the unknown,

I felt my soul dissolving into darkness,
As it dispersed into ashen tears,
That reflected another life
For my eyes to see,

A colorless room,
Killed by the sorrowful darkness,
While re-living by the growing lies
That always took place,

Quick glances,
Showing me familiar faces,
Lived moments,
 All coming back to me,

All I heard, were the violent beats of my heart,
That blinded me from seeing,
That segregated reality,
Changing the meaning of “the Truth”

Long hours of sadness,
Expressed by lonely seconds of pain,

Awakened, reviving from this terrifying dream,
I splashed the tender drops of water on my face,  and
Took a deep breath,
Ready to live a new mystery…  

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The brush that doesn't paint (2005)

It’s in my head but my head won’t paint
The brush breaks and the colour is too faint
There’s a missing screw
Faulty parts where confidence won’t glue
When will my mind act rather than think?
When will my words be longer than a blink?
Its so easy to write
But when I go to talk my lips are tight

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Waiting for you

When day's gone by,
and night's drawn in;
when most are
bound to sleep.
I'll lay a while
remembering you;
safe, in my dreams to keep.
Where none will know,
those sultry times;
our souls will wander free;
'till death will bring us
close again,
and leave just you and me.

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The Bitter Truth

Skies so black, like, cold, cold, coal,
barren ground, exposing ones soul.
Mysteries of the universe, 
does anyone hold,
only decades of time, will show.

Masters of creation, all play a part,
made from deception, from the start.
Bringing much turmoil, where no one hides,
makers of misery, and lies.

Doom is the reaper, no conscious at all,
standing in a place, destined to fall.
Greed wins over, and cast goodness out,
as they lay down their weapons, and shout.

Long will be the journey, for the guilty of heart,
denying to them self, they were ever a part.
Sadness will follow these cold black hearts,
as they wallow in the blood, death has marked.

Sands of evil, infested with pain,
masters gather, plotting their gain.
Torment  of the innocent, no voice be heard,
waiting for victory, and graves be dug.

Temptation of power, so easily taken,
cover it up, someone is mistaken.
Cascades of smoke, swirling to the sky,
the bitter truth, our freedom died.

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i got your picture

I got your picture in my pocket 
I'm trying to remember the good times we had
You left and didn't even say were you was going
So right now 
I got your favorite song playing 
listening to the works trying to get a clue
of were you went
I can't figure out
what ur running from
is it love that ur scared of 
is it a thing form the past 
and you don't want to hurt me 
I don't really care 
I just need you  
I got your picture in my pocket 
trying to remember the good times we had
so know I'm waiting for you to come on home 
cause I got your song memorized
come on baby
i got your picture in my pocket
trying to remember the good times we had

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Alone, I Cry

I put up fronts for the people around me
Like different masks I can change
for a given situation
Honestly, no one knows the real me
And honestly, I don't know if there is one
So at night
Alone, I cry
In the morning
when the light shines through
trying to make everything 
clean and pure
I reflect
"What's wrong with me?"
"Why can't I be happy?"
I smoke my cigarette
and try to collect myself for the day to come
But every day seems to be blending
into another
I can no longer tell them apart
But every night
Alone, I cry
It seems to be all that I have left
But even that is something to hold onto
So I smile as the tears
fall down into oblivion
I embrace the darkness
Alone, I cry.

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Sleep No More

The one alive but asleep has awoken from his slumber.
To realize and understand the power behind thunder.
Where did it go and where did it sleep?
Can't tell, to far, and never keep.
Sent to understand why and how but in too deep.
It learned why and how and not to sleep.
Once alive and dreaming of what's to come.
Now silenced and dead to all and some.
He is back, and here, and now.
Welcome all for its time to vow.
Remember once then remember twice.
For the silence will be broken by the mice.
They will run and you will fall.
But they will come and stand up tall.
It waited late and it waited still.
Till you were finished and had your fill.
But now its back and mad as hell.
The real story begins now for all to tell.

Details | Ballade | |

Can I Be Free

You held me
No cage, no key
You had me 
Whole and free
I was yours 
And you were mine
And I believed 
Until the end of time

Now I feel lost and alone
And you tore from me 
What I thought was my home
I feel the pain deep inside of me

From this pain can I ever be free??

I know I have to let go
But what we had was special
And sometimes I dont want to let go
I dont want to let go . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

No matter what I will always have a special place for you in my heart!

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Drunken Daze

My life is superstitious and lived like a metaphor,
My heart is consealed by my brain is an open door.
With an emptyness just beyond and a light with nothing to show,
A stranger in the night, with a destination, but no knowledge of how to go.
A blurred rendition of the way the world should be,
With glasses used to look, but eyes that cannot see.
My feelings are uncovered, but my conscious is so obscure,
Our existance is so demented, but my soul is so pure.
With the way we admire our world's everyday passer-bys,
And a dormant expression throught our drunken dazed eyes.

Details | I do not know? | |


Looking out a broken window
Trying to see past the broken glass
Seeing past the cuts and bruises
Past the scars hidden deep within your soul
Seeing truth without opening my eyes
I can see the tears  you once cried
I can see all the pain and hurt you've been through
Then I lift my eyelids and my eyes open
Theres no broken window, just a mirror
The person I see is me

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Go Forward My Child

My heart throbs to the sound of a new music,
Where burning arrows fly,
And time reaches across a nation of hurt.
Where band aids kill and knives play upon a winded chime. 
She is a witch in Christian paint and only covens herself. 
Go forward my child
Go forward and make thy music hurd upon pedistools of kings. 
Win the heart of thy maker and feed upon it's existence

Details | Free verse | |

Still Trapped

Trapped in this house
Where memories are scattered
Trying to remember when
Love was all that mattered
Savagely fighting off
A love I should hold dear
While trying to block out
Your accusations in my ear
How can I move on if
Our past still haunts me?
How can I be rid of you?
Will I ever be free?
When this irrational fear
Pushes my only chance away
I am left alone
To face the end of the day
I'm losing control
Of the guilt I held inside
Being drowned by all the
Tears I never cried.
I'd ask for one more chance
But I'd mess up again
I'm destined to be alone
Until only God knows when
Love has deserted me
And all the fault is mine
I don't know how to stop 
Pretending everything is fine

Details | Free verse | |

Untitled #281 / I see everything #1

I see everything.
Yes, I see everything
and I’ve felt everything
love, pain, you name it.

Details | Free verse | |


Does it bother you to be alone?
Only when I sleep.
Your dreams are nightmares of death.
But I can't help it.
Why do I suffer more than most?
Nobody knows,nobody cares.
But is it wrong to wish they did?
Was I destined to suffer?
It makes me want to be alone.
So you dont cause others the pain you know?
You are loved.
I know I just can't feel it.
The more I love the more I feel alone.
I don't think I belong here.
Death can ease your pain.
I want to live.
But if you do...
You will hurt them.
I just want to know why.
Why what?
Why do I suffer?
Why are they glad to see me suffer?
Do they hate me that much?
I know I'm not perfect,
I just want to feel,
To feel like I matter,
Like I'm loved,
Like I'm not alone.
Iam hated.
You deserve it.
What you can do with words...
What can I do with words?
Write your feelings down.
Even if someone cared
They couldn't help me.
Why can't someone care about me like I care about them?
Your a psycho.
I know.
Your heart is black.
I know.
Then how can you love anything?
But I do.
Doesn't that mean anything?
Not to them.

Details | Lyric | |

The Depth Of Your Journey

Others around you notice it well,
Those who love you, a heart-breaking story they could tell.
You have abused your body, you've weaken your mind.
You're now in search of someone,
Someone who isn't wise enough to see the depth of your journey,
The one you've traveled so many times.
You once were a wise man,
But eventually this wisdom slowly vanished,
Maybe so slowly you never noticed when it left, 
You probably know not of the place nor time.
But now, here you are alone and afraid,
So alone, you know not what to do.
So with passing of time, 
You will learn to quicken your responses if others are around you,
You'll know what to say, you'll know what to do.
But oh how sad that it has to be, 
You can't quicken the distraught that fills your eyes,
When you are caught unaware,
And the depth of your journey,
Outshines the person you are now trying to be.
Now you must realize, 
The depths will never let you be free.

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Dark room, pitch black,
Can’t see a damn thing as a matter of fact,
No walls to feel, where am I?
It’s frigid, chilling to the bone,
Nothing is visible at all,
My voice muted, my thoughts echo,
A scream, where did it come from,
It sounded like me…
Cement floor boxing in the forever night,
A moonlit path is all I ask for,
Clothes to cover my bare skin maybe,
Lend me anything to stop this horror film,
Earmuffs to block the sorrow filled voice,
So deafening it has melded me to this place,
Immobile, inactive, incapable of playing this game,
I never heard silent screaming that sounded so loud.

Details | I do not know? | |

Moon's Revenge

The sun is rising in the sky, such a beautiful sight,
He came with no warning and stole the day from night.
With his coming birds did sing, clouds dissapeared, and bells did ring,
The dogs did bark, people spring, what a glorious thing.
Happiness in the world today in man and beast the same,
Men and women working while their children are playing games.
Throughout this wonderful day joy turns to sorrow,
For they all know and fear what comes before tomorrow.
The vengeful moon and her creatures of the dark,
Cat eyes glow green, and bats flutter in the park.
Werewolfs and vampires, witched and wizards,
owls and snakes, coyotes and lizards.
She comes almost unnoticed, and attacks him from behind,
Knocks the sun from the sky and takes her place in time.
If tomorrow he decides he should come and rise again, 
The vengeful moon shall return with her evil creatures of sin.

Details | Ballad | |

Dylan Thomas

I know you will miss me life 
“As I go so gently into this night”

In our final hours 
We lay as possums 
Not but never
Will the limbs of this flower blossom
You held life so kindly 
I only ask was it trust
And if so 
Shall we continue to reach for the shadow behind us

I know you will miss me life 
“As I go so gently into this night”

I now bleed 
For I believe
My surroundings breathe 
Upon thy curse of me
From the belly of pompous we will continue to grow
And as for our spectators 
On to hell, with what they know
This is the curse of comfort
Shall we be lain in the final blown trumpet 
I know you will miss me life
“As I go so gently into this night”

Details | I do not know? | |

As The Walls Close In

As the walls close in
my world is getting smaller
Beads of sweat drop from my head
down to my collar
I don't know what to do anymore
I feel like my end is coming soon
I no longer see the light ahead
I no longer see the moon
In total darkness I stand
I no longer see clear
I breathe as if to die
cuz my soul is in fear
My heart starts to pound
as if to come our my chest
The pain is so immense
will I be put to rest
As the walls close in
I have no one to turn too
My mind is going crazy
I'm lost I don't have a clue
I'm standing right here
searching for some salvation
I look everywhere I can
with deep anticipation
My eyes full of tears
my fists clenched real tight
Anger within me burns
things don't feel right
Why do I feel this way
my mind starts to spin
My emotions go crazy
I want to commit sin
As the walls close in
my mind looses control
I'm begging for mercy
as my heart grows cold
I fall to my knees
I'm no longer alert
I know as I'm here
this pain has me hurt
I'm wounded I'm scarred
blood slowly falls from me
The pain is so strong
it has eaten me alive as you see
I can no longer fight it away
cant stand strong
I been fighting this battle
for just too damn long
Time for me to take one last breath
and just close my eyes
Let my soul go away
as the rest of me dies

Details | Epic | |

A Mandrake's Gesture: vol I.

There upon the blasphemous 
grassy knoll, a maiden, 
her lovers' temptations
of the past.  
Amidst a silky
silhouette, a dainty stroll
flaunting a crimson masquerade.

"Your invitations of subtle romance,
be they adventurous, unfulfilled,
shall we not exchange vespers?" 

The angel Azriel passioned. . .
A soft Belial did exchange. . . .

"Perchance your suggestion faint,
a slight hint at curiosity?"
"Pray you Belial, mystery for the 
whimsy, my gentle romance."

The maiden's eyes began to twinkle
slightly, a hint of passion.
The fullness of her bosom
so exquisite and so
tame, she patted herself
on the thigh, exquisitely, softly.
She would listen to the 
rhythms of her heart and 
praise the moon. . . .

"Azriel your infinite 
sensuality is perplexing,
an embrace to the musers
of sophistication."
"Belial. . .  are you true?"
"Always, of the most 
royalties in shadow."

Belial's vehemence was like
a steady rhapsody-
a melody to the songs
and essences of the 
crying angels, his interests
in this courtship affair
piqued, unbeknownst,
A howling wolf nurtured
his wanton's decree.

"May there be no 
misgivings between
us.  Our romance a flounder,
this time upon a dreary
meadow, passions of the 
blooming Spring."
"The maturity of the 
season burgeoning as 
a goddess basking 
in the twilight."
"Belial, amidst your
presence, your magical
enthralls, I am
a virgin of chaotic
confines, an orchestrating
phatasmagoria, bellowing
echoes of innocence."
"Where'st upon your 
throne of pride, do 
you betake such ambience
and cunning?"
"Another courtship, another
attempt at fate,
falling away with thee,
embracing your sacred 
art of serpent 

Her lips very supple,
very appealing, she
was a cupid to 
Belial's delight. . . .
The Dragon emulated 
its horrorific 
the trees began to sway 
as howling winds
A nightbird swooped, 
like a predatorial
owl, scornful wisdom,
a galliant interlude.
The moonlight shown 
through, revealing 
the shadows of 
a saga of melancholy
and the wicked
The angels gently
opposed their own virtue.
Cascading glances of 
despair and burdening
lusts erupted within
Azriel and Belial. . . befallen.
The cries of passion
were softly felt, hence, 
a lovers' quartet of 
silent lucidity.  
A beseeching cry of lechery, 
portented gayly, 
Azriel gave way
to Belial's surmise.

"She will suffer. . ."

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A Mandrake's Gesture vol. XI

The months that
followed, contend
no mightier Phoenix.
For upon her last 
leg of pregnancy, 
her love revisited.

"Geinere. . . my beloved,
how these happenings
of such blasphemy,
for your acts, surely
the inferno from
the north.
"I cannot allow this 
dishonor and shame
any longer.
To you Alarumdives
the truth be spoken."
"I will listen to your
words with loyalty
and consternation, if you
"My Prince. . . my dearest
Prince, the tragedy I 
am about to share,
with much guile.
For it was upon the 
night of our proclamation
and embrace of marriage
that the poisons
did intrude my womb."
"Geinere, I do not 
understand, for 
our courtship
was of much
duration, that day
of proclamation filled
with much awe and celebration."
"Alarumdives. . . your father. . . ."
"Yes, Geinere, I know
he did not approve, 
for his heritage and
traditions, this
vow, yours and mine,
a bit trite."
"Alarumdives, upon
entrance into the 
King's quarters, 
the gift of welfare, 
a violation of my purity,
my virginity was taken."

Tears now, streaming. . .

"Geinere, your words
striking me like 
the intensest  of 
swords, how can you
"My Prince, our love 
lost now, be it true,
or false, my words.
I understand your 
unwillingness to 
believe in thy,
but please, if at no
cost to your pride
and this kingdom's, 
please grant me freedom, 
may the Gods answer 
my prayers."
"Geinere. . .  I will
grant you your freedom,
but I cannot be 
with thee.  For this 
tragedy of doubt."
"Alarumdives, surely
a redemption, I
proclaim my sovereignty
from your father's malice,
a cowardice of reason."
"Geinere, my love for
you has not faultered,
though these circumstances
of such, I cannot fathom.
The truth I seek in you,
patience and faith,
reverence be."
"This tragedy there upon us,
may you bestow upon me 
any bit of pride, this
endurance of humiliation
I cannot, please. . .
Alarumdives, your 
worthiness, your chivalry,
I am so lost, an explanation
for this disgraceful act, 

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Ending in Strife Horrid Depressing Day

Seeping into depression
Taking a look at life
Searching for those who love me
But ending in strife

Sulking around this world
Having nothing to hide
Covering it with a fake smile
And by it, you abide

Leaving me alone
You smile, nod, and walk away
Leaving me to think about
This horrid, depressing day

This dark, sad, depressing day
Nothing to give me a real smile
Doesn't anyone really know that, to me,
This state of mind makes a person fragile?

The answers to my questions
I can't seem to find
But that's what happens
When you're in a depressed state of mind

The love you once expressed
I don't see anymore
Because I keep thinking stupid things
And it makes the mind weak and sore

Maybe the smile upon your face
Can take my pain away
But it won't stop me from thinking
About this horrid, depressing day

Seeping into depression
My mind takes out the good
Only leaving in the bad
Making me see what the mind thinks it should

I'm seeping into depression
And taking a look at life
Searching for those who love me
But ending in strife

Details | Free verse | |

Split Enigma

Can you feel it?
Tighten your grip on me.
But why do you hold on?
Am I your safe haven,
or is this firm hold a death grip?
Why do I care?
Is it ill gotten pride
or a bit of insecurity?
The tainted glow
mixes with the
blinding lit black.
Embrace chaos,
you can delve into the reasons.
Age brings definition,
or a lack thereof.
Split enigma,
a mark of something far beyond the surface.
Another day,
another way for me to question our sanity.
Given choice,
shrouded answer, excuse me if I seem edgy.
This one goes out to what's right and wrong.

Details | I do not know? | |

the lost and lonely girl

sex, drugs, and alcohol 
was all she thought she ever needed.

vodka, whiskey, beer,
pot, meth, and coke, was
all she thought that could 
keep her in good cheer.

her eyes glazed over as
she stares out her bedroom 
window. feeling no pain 
as the needle
pricks her skin and 
with it the rush of 
drugs giving her 
the high she needs.

with no feelings of remorse or sorrow
as she watches the blood drip from the 
ragged, jagged cuts on her wrists.

she takes one last breath
and slowly closes her eyes saying
silently to herself that  
the world is one less of a lost 
lonely girl. 

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The Swimmer

From the forest, towards the blue rectangle,
striding, half-running, to the surround,
past the wrought-iron table, candy-striped parasol,
jack-knifes in with hardly ripple or sound.

Arms like blades, cleaving the brightest blue, 
sparkling beads clung to cropped hair,
the length negotiated, done in mere seconds,
out the other end and standing there.

Hands on lean hips, water on bronzed skin,
sunlight streams down, blinding and bold,
he grins a white grin, a melon-eating smile.
but the blue ice chip eyes flicker hazy and cold.

The eyes tell of mystery, of some temporal distortion,
like chlorine blurred mirrors reflecting the past,
glints of cool madness, shards of dysfunction
spin a wild spin, silver dollars on glass.

From the pool, across the patio, to the grass,
to the field, to the hill, to the wood,
and on to the next blue concrete channel,
as only a time-traveller could.

For an instant the smile starts to waver a tad,
and the eyes, oh the eyes cloud some more,
catching glimpses of crazy-paved knowing,
of what awaits at his own front door.

Yet the swimmer becomes the swimmer again,
though the doubt sort of bothers him some,
and the ghosts he ignores whisper at his bare heels
of the bleak rain swept future to come.

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Danse Macabre

Danse Macabre is German for Dance of Death...

Transfixed by the movements, the musical vibrance,
We move to the tune of invisible sirens.
Reality reposes with the closing of eyelids,
Then lies change to truth and peace transforms violence.
As the colors fade from blue, all noise turns to silence. 

Upon awakening, I feel an icy hand capture me;
Pulling me down, closer to insanity.
Vertigo sets in, but the dizzying gravity
Helps to realize the hand is my own, that I’m actually
Standing stock-still, alone, blinded while I atrophy. 

With our head down and eyes dripping wet,
Feeling hasn’t slipped from us yet.
Silence is a burden we grow to regret,
But still a reminder of that which is set:
The music of a past we’ll never forget. 

A distant drone, or a heartfelt beating,
Omnipresent and ever-repeating.
Tongue tipped with malice, the devil is feeding
And tightening the noose which constricts our dreaming.
While robbed of our fruits we lie quiet,.. selfish and bleeding. 

As we sit cradled by cold, grim hands,
Choice is beckoning, it calls, it demands
To face the music and to take a stance.
And as the echo lives on through our second chance,
We’re helplessly drawn into this wreckless dance.

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Carefree reminiscence

I remember I saw her
a sturdy grey haired 
eighty something woman
with pin point pupils
and vacant looking
coldest grey - blue eyes.
She appeared lost
and yet some fragment of sanity
rendered within.
She waddled purposely
stick in hand across the road,
to the bench next to the bus stop.
Conversing and nodding
on her approach
but there's no-one there.
I got to wondering 
if she were unhinged,
out of her mind crazy
what with hospital for such nearby.
Were she one with mental illness?
Was this a State negligence?
Maybe she was disturbed
with some cruel neurosis,
or then did she see beyond a veil
where I could not,
and be thinking 
similar thoughts of me?
Non-sensical but I recollect
how an ambulance pulled alongside.
Two got out in a hurry,
three slipped away.

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A Tradition

My Motive should be to live as a human.
My identity should be a man or woman.
I need to use my courage and activeness,
I need to win the heart of a Mrs and Miss.

My life has a limited period to live on Earth.
A distinction of colour and caste is on my birth.
When I know I can’t live without cooperation,
Then why I worship only to a tradition.

Details | Free verse | |

My hysteria

They know not of my age
nor do they care
the influence of despoliation induces hatred
my criminal ravishment
permeates through me
feelings profound
shadows flaunt freedom
my hysteria is nauseating

Details | Narrative | |

The White House

broken down
withered chimney
hidden stories within
lost loves in this tragic place
a tragic fire took many lives
the white house
may not be alive today
but neither are the owners
for this a place in history
in my lonesome life
the white house in my memory will indeed be sacrificed

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The Nihilist - Four: Don't Look Now

A bad moon on the rise,
Grinning like sour cheese,
Drips a rivulet of blood,
A groovy facial scar;
On the canal rancid surface,
Blacker than a witches’ bowel,
It smiles back at itself,
Death reflected from afar.

Don’t look now, for
Something wicked comes,
Trailing rotten funeral wreaths,
Along the catacomb way;
And the bad moon surveys
The handiwork of conscience,
Turns the plastic red and slick,
Predicting venous spray.

Details | Verse | |

Smoke And Mirrors

Smoke and mirrors man the barricade 
  Between us with tricks of the dusk drizzled light; 
And formulates hold to the moments purloined, 
  Hold to the moments, hold good and tight. 
For distance is nothing but veils of smoke, 
  Mirrored, refracted a crafted delusion; 
And love such as ours compose distance a dream, 
  Distance a dream, nothing more than illusion...

Details | Rhyme | |

A Feared Dream

As I ran, with nowhere to hide,

My screams unheard, reality defied.

The blackness shrouded me,

Forcing me to flee.

And as the darkness came,

The whole of my body went lame.

I fell into a never-ending abyss,

Thinking of the loved ones I'd miss.

Falling, falling, evermore,

I hit bottom, and awoke, on my bedroom floor.

Details | Free verse | |


You and I

Whats so different?

Both the same color of the night

Same nappy hair

Dances with the movement of the wind

Same large eyes

Big lips

Big noise


HIps as wide as the sky

But how are we different? You and I

Just because of our history


I struggle most of my life

Going in and out of hard times

But i'm a hardworking student

a wonderful cashier

Proud as a lion

Speaks with attitude

Miss. Independent

That's me.

Is That You?

What's your background.

Describe yourself?

I'm waiting.

Why haven't you said anything?

Maybe because we are


Your thoughts

Your past

No wonder why your silent

Your just my reflection.


Details | I do not know? | |

It's Time to Ask Him

I wish to ask you something
It’s just me, but I think I speak for everyone.
I know I’m just a meek person.
But somehow I feel important.
I’m probably not, but someone said I was.
Someone that means a lot to me.
My question is a big one -
But you’re library Is bigger, I hope.
A question you would tire of hearing
Were you mortal and short on time.
But you’re not.
My question goes unanswered -
Though I’m sure my friend has asked you
And their friend has asked you too, I’m sure.
I’m also wondering, if you don’t mind
When do we deserve to ask it?
After all, we’ve lost so many in the process
Trying to make things right
Since you didn’t make it that way.
So I have to ask you, for us all -
Why do you let people die?
Why is it you let children starve?
Is there something you know that we don’t?
If we knew what it was, do you think we’d let it happen?
Would Your reason be reason enough -
To let children get raped, or to let animals be tortured?
Would it be reason enough to let soldiers die
For a war they didn’t want.
Would it be reason enough to let babies not be born?
Or to let them be tossed aside by uncaring mothers?
Would it be reason enough to give people cancer?
Or watch as whole families fall apart?
Or have a woman get beaten, even once?
So is this for our own good -
Or is it for yours?
I’m not saying that I doubt you,
I’m just not pretending I don’t anymore.
You can answer anytime now.

Anytime you’re ready…

Details | Epic | |

A Mandrake's Gesture vol. IV

Yes, there were certain
majesties, which
in all regards are 
to be expected.
For upon the engagements
of husband and wife,
Prince and Princess,
to marry, there is 
an exaltation, thought
the King guilefully.
As his snickered brow
advanced the courtyard's 
jester, feelings of such
gay undertakings flickered.
Prince Alarumdives, pray
due, rose to the 
occasion, for the unseen
essence of Typhon
present, the crowd 
gathered in celebration.
The announcement of 
marriage and its unition 
of peasant maiden to royalty,
the ferocious feast 
of joy.  Geinere
so happily embraced 
her handsome prince,
the happiness of occasion
now unhoused.  Wine
and spirits for many,
the festive event ushered 
well far into the 
late eve.  
As the night matured
the King blew pompous, 
his dirty torch, 
a request desired
upon the scattering 
leets, close dilations,
wary now, for there
were humors of 
closed quarters.
Ill thoughts befell
the King, for maiden,
selfish desires,

"Dear Geinere, a 
moment. . . jealousy!"  
The king spoke.
"Yes, sire pardon?"
"Firstly, most dear, 
your love for our
Prince, be it subtle,
erasing the inscriptions
of royalty, not taken."
"My love so true, for our 
beloved Gods one in 
communion, here or 
hence.  Pray due 
your acceptance,
for not, pride your
welfare, which I 
grossly offer it."
Though a gracious 
ward, admiration I 
do embrace, for you 
a gift of repentance,
may the spirits of
this eve, bate me,
as I am dishonest."
"Nicely, my merry
King, I am better 
pleased now this 
new fashion."
"Very well, Geinere,
to my quarters,
parry this precious 
gift of offering."
"My lord, I am 
indebted happily."
"Follow my deliberation."
- - - - 
The King's Quarters
- - - -
Upon entrance, the 
chambers of the loyal
King, made dusty, the 
air murky, cold with
evil and its hushing 
silences.  The royalty
ushered a bickering
lear upholding its 
mighty charter.

"A baffle, rising Queen,
for cozening upon the
vizards of this unlawful
masquerade.  For our
differences made certain
upon this eve, 
I will find your 
worthiness to become heir,
faulted," the King rang
out like the blazening 
fires of the Seraphic 

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She is black and white

“She is black and white,”
she is my wintry queen-angel.
She inhabits the icy cold cavernous spaces
in my mind. She feeds me Turkish delights.
She drives her dogsled through my heart at midnight,
her expression frigid, her eyes like piercing icicles
Her wolves howling with every crack of the whip.
She is crazy. She is awesome. She is evil.

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North pole, South pole
parallel lines. 
Sugar and spice, 
our noses collide.
English and arithmetic
are both forms of language,
but we don't speak
in common tongues
needed to define.

Darkness, sunshine,
city and grass,
Water and vinegar, 
digressing off the map.
Psychology is a science,
and music takes soul,
but our hearts don't mesh
like our bodies do
at the 4 a.m. toll.

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How Will It End?

will i smile
with a sigh of relief
will the imprints of my footsteps
remain on this earthly ground
will the souls
that i left behind
be nourished by my paterns
the left-over debris
the pieces of grace
that i gently bequeath
beneath my feet

will they forget to remember 
my compassion
my love
my strength
how the tides
running across my chest
were my billions of tears
that rippled with 
their sorrow
their anquish
their joy

will they remember to forget
the dark clouds
with gray mist
that sometimes saturated my soul
will their wounds heal
from my passing energy
that my abiding love
will transcend
deep into their hearts
like heat from the eternal sun

will it end where it began
in our nakedness
with no boundaries to fight
translucent light
our mortality lifted
into the thrones of enlightenment
infinite beings
echoes vibrating
all speaking
the same voice

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Their faces are caving in

I think that the only time that we turn into a human from that fake zombie thing, is 
when we are hurting.
They are quick to keep that perfect face on,
But they slip when they are hurt
And that mask moves out of its place because the pain is making its way
To your face and your eyes and your brain
So people can see your eyes water
and your "face of faces" cave in on itself 
and turn into their face
Their real face 
Its like any other time, they would be strong enough to keep their
"Face" in place
But being upset of depressed caused them to let it slip.
They let all the world seethat they were hurting
And hurting is real
Only real people feel pain.
Our eyes are warped 
We only see certain things 
So we can't see past their "face of faces"
With our own eyes 
When we are hurting is when we can see them . 
We can see their shrivled up faces.

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Set on a dissertation painted ebony
With the cancellation brushstrokes of despair;
Night in her starless petticoats
Curtsied on teraformed life
Repeating itself in stammered facsimiles.

Glazed by whiskey priest sermons
Slurred and deformed in gin-joint churches,
The blood of Christ mainlined the pulpit,
Seemed to rush hour in the veins
Draping red mist on the dream.

A far better thing never done,
Sacrificed caring and chain-sawed heart,
Grit of numb teeth against the hurt,
Ultimate reason for staying expired
And turned to dust-blown vacancy.

On the empty stoop with glitching lungs,
Sagged and wept a hitching song
Of desolate love in wasteland parameters
Impeached and curtailed by feeling too much,
Wept a song of the unforgiven.

Would she ever acknowledge his true blood,
How much the bankrupt soul aspired
To proffer in worship of her persona?
Unlikely, so in the hanging head of sundown
Wept a song of the unforgiven.

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An empty tunnel, no entrances or exits.

My one thought, how do I get back near you.

No windows, no doors, no air holes and yet I live.

Where am I, will someone find me.

These thought are nothing compared to one.

Where are you, are u ok.

And yet I think, I am stuck forever.

No one will find me, they won’t know where to look.

As time passes, one word sticks in my mind, Suicide.

For I will surely die here anyway, so why hold up the inevitable.

And wait, I see a sharp stone, just waiting to be picked up.

I grab it, tear at the shirt I am wearing, exposing skin.

I raise the stone, thinking I will see you in heaven.

I lower the stone with all my strength……………………………………………………

I look up, I thought I heard a sound, maybe your voice. 

That’s it, I can’t go through with it.

As long as I hear your voice, I will wait.

Suicide might be the painless way, but your voice is the sweeter.

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Black Winged Angel

Slowly...ever so slowly...
White transition to shades of gray and black
Fallen into darkness...
Falling into oblivion...
Falling into the abysses shadow...

Others...plead your name...
Calling for you...
But you can't see them...
You can't hear them...
They always try to help...
But deep...deep down...
You always ignore them...

Walk down a path...
A path you can't see...
A path hard for anyone to follow...
Through rain...through snow...
Walking fast or slow...
Through obstacles...through clearings...
But still you can't help this feeling...
Of being lost...

Keep walking...keep falling...
Keep going...sooner or later...
You're going to stop dead...
In your tracks...

Open your eyes...
Expose your blood red pupils...
Open your mind...
Expose your evil side...
Open your wings...
And fly...

It's depressing...maddening...saddening...
For the others to eye witness...
A blacked winged angel...
Born from the deep abyss...

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The Hidden Pain

Laments crying out...
Really loud,
Un-sympathized though;
No one can hear,
Soaking one's heart in fear...

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Truth or a lie

Truth or a lie
are you for real? are you really him ?
are you a lie or are you the truth?
Truth or a lie
is this reality ? is this fantasy ?
is this the truth or is this a lie?

Truth or a lie
this is all a game isn't it?
this is all a way to hurt me isn't it?
this is the truth right?
this is a lie right?

Truth or a lie
have you got the guts to face me ?
have you got the heart to hurt me?
Truth or a lie
I must know.

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The Winter Fern

Presumably ovid,
with qualm,
wit, and wisdom,
as to the smallest orb,
give way to our
very own,

As horn-mad, to
fetch me about,
the Kings, they play
their Queens,
a jester and pout.

Though ancient
as jointure, the merry
plenty they must,
with the lyric 
of masterful lyre,
a temptation
of lust.

The beauty of 
the fullness
of their breasts,
made ever-virtuous.

As the sun sets,
the nestles 
of primrose and cressets,
giving way to the lecherous.

Oh. . . the love,
of Jesus,
our very own,
the saintliness of Magdalene,
the diadems of 
the Goddess throne.

Amidst a canonized
hearsed, our beloved 
Sun, rightfully lets.
The essence and infinity
of Magdalene, again
a Nemean regrets.

As the green fonds 
of the winter fern
shed its nurturing essence.
Waves of nostalgia blazened
by the mid-December 
days ripening afternoon.
The snow covered pines,
the aroma of fresh coffee,
the feigned ecstasies
of the struggling artists
made fragile,
and at no attempt.
Piercing thoughts of verse,
no love made without quarrel.
The day began as it always does
in December,
amidst melancholy and sorrow.

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The Windigo is Coming

Something's coming on the clouds
rolling in across the hills 
thunder booms away,
run inside , I feel the chill .

 form a circle in the center
hold your hands and say  a prayer
this is not a friend or mentor
be afraid my dears,

something's sad ,so sad and lonely
seeking life and love and home 
cannot stop until there's only
bloody scraps of hair and bone.

cold so cold  the fridgid specter
weeps to share a human touch
just becomes a dark collector
of the life he wants so much

hold your breath the earth is shaking
passing by ,now passing on
feel the pain ,its'heart is breaking,
you can hear it scream and moan.

"That was I ,he said behind me,
I'm so glad you stayed outside,
your warm heart was there to guide me,
come and sit down by my side."

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The Nihilist - Eight: The Searcher

How high the moon in comparison
  To the depths in which I sink;
How black the nightfall garrison,
  How black the thoughts I think.
In every niche I see her,
  Every place I think I spy
Glimpses of something proximate
  In peripheral white of the eye.
I seek with fevered staring,
  I seek when more sedate,
And all the time comparing
  Degrees of love and hate.
The searcher and his tether
  Are bound so they are one,
Through endless shifts in weather,
  Inclement skies and sun.
On desert plains and highways,
  Through anguish and through bliss,
On crooked wasteland byways,
  Or cold metropolis.
I microscope my mind,
  My bare soul scrutinised,
For scraps of clues to find
  Some answers symbolised.
The heart is driven weak
  By all it left unsaid,
How long must someone seek
  For something known as dead.
Yet search by force of will
  Until all hope is gone,
And time is all to kill,
  And travel travels on…

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My Humanity

Dear Monsieur,
 Please do not let pass this letter. This is my hindmost testimony to the wistful write-
up of the withered existence I shall entitle humanity. I speak this in that my body has 
not yet expired, however, my very being has taken root to the essence of hates dominion. 
My mind lives on, in an eternal state of anguish perpetuated only by its tendency to 
loathe the very most minuscule molecule, including its ill-conceived companion, which 
drags along like a rake through God’s garden of Eden with no other intent but to destroy 
at the will of its master.

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A Message From Katrina

Here in a whirl this nation stands,
in shock at what they see.
Do they know the reason?,
and do they understand?.

A power so great,
took what they held dear.
Taking some lives  
and rending many hearts.

This message is being displayed,
to all and not only they.
What you had is no more
but was it worth all this war?

Mass destruction abroad,
and thier is no doubt.
Some lives now disrupted
a nations fate is being sealed.

Someone has the answers,
to whom the waters obey.
From a rightous judge this nation has turned
and wonders why the waters churn?

Life seems unfair,
alone you feel you are.
But thier is ONE in control...
Turn from your sin and seek Jesus Christ.

Luke 13:3 " I tell you, nay, except ye repent, ye shall all 
likewise perish. "

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New York

Bull Rider of Day and Night
Sperm of Population, Home of Insomnia
Place of Yellow Cabs and Nation's NASDAQ's Business
Highlife, Loud, Crime
City of making it Big:
When I am there I am told that you are strong, for I have seen NYPD Blue sirens 
everywhere, catching what might harm you or me.
I see the night approach as to cover me with blindness: Yeah in my mind crime 
might come for me.
Yet you are a Big Apple, and that apples are good for me: yet you are the Big 
Apple that has so much poison.
Is there away for me to escape the worm that may make me sick, and bite into a 
better Big Apple:
I feel confined like I am in a box with no way out I need my South for comfort,
High Sky Scrapers with flashy lights like among Las Veges show lights, you look 
Bold,and are in an A class line:
Tough as steel like Philadelphia's Arch, Sneaky as a King Cobra,
Open Arms,
Wonderful Shops,
Havoc Traffic,
Block Parties,
Big Bridges, Little Bridges, Over Rises,
Mostly clear starynites, like bling bling earrings, shine like high beams on a car.
Moments of terrible Migraines of the city with too many lights.
Land of many possibilities of many jobs and Famous Celebrities.
Wonderful Place of Famous Baseball Teams, Snowy Winters, Homeless people 
Begging, Home of Greed to the Bull Rider, of Day and Night, Sperm of 
Population, Home of Insomnia and Place of Yellow Cabs, and Nations.

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Untitled #260 / "I like you, Peter"

“I like you, Peter!”
Oh, the anticipation of pain
does not soften the fall nearly enough!

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Homeward Bound

powdered and perfumed
she awaited darkness warily
resting on the lonely bench
not a single emotion betrayed
her lost future reflected
only by the shadow of time
the careful spattering
of ruby on pallid cheeks
sunset settled silently
into the nights chilly air
searching for the next fix
to quench his raging thirst
a wolf in banker's mask
drives a Mercedes to her fate
perfect teeth flash a wicked smile
in a single strobe of light
songbirds sing a somber song
as she masquerades innocence
she was found in sweet September
abandoned unmercifully by the smile
broken dreams and promises
veiled by millions of  sticky scarlet leaves
released at last from addictions grasp
the runaway heads home.....

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I'm tired of Torture
I'm insane from the pain
I cry and I weep
And I bleed all the same
I try to communicate
The way that I feel
But how can I do that
When you take away all that is real
The innocence is lost
And the guilty prelude
Trying to hide all the evidence
Of a hybrid type of seclude
Devil is sin
As I try to regain
The consciousness that I've lost
But still you remain
Prying my soul
And reaping my mind
Realizing it's nothing
But hate that you find
Leaving me to rest
You ripped up my heart
Leaving me to die
As I'm torn all apart
I'm tired of torture
I'm insane from the pain
I cry and I weep
And I bleed all the same

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Step by step
Day by day
Reality is here
Not only to stay
But to bring others
To the conclusion
That life is just
Filled with solutions
Every action we make
Every breath we take
Any given time
Could result in a fatal mistake
Yet not to worry
Take life by the drop
If you can you shall
Make it to the top
But don’t worry
About problems and such
Don’t use your defects
As an excuse or crutch
A grain of sand
Is what life should be
Just experience the feeling
Of emotional glee

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Feel It

Chorus: (2 times, first sung, then spoken)
Can you feel it?
Dying inside
Can you feel it?
Feeding on my pain
Can you feel it?
Pain is my pleasure
Slowly going insane

I know you can feel it, Deep inside of you

I know you can feel it
Deep inside of you
I know you can feel it
There’s nothing that you can do
I know you can feel it
Why deny it?
Why hide it?
Don’t fight it
You know you can feel it
Running through your veins
You know you can feel it
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?

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Can I?

Can I become the man that I need to be?
Can my eyes open, and have one glimpse of being free?
Can I overcome the pain that my hate has brought?
Can I gain more strength after all the times we have fought?
Can I work around the problems I've endured?
Can I put up with these things you've given to me to ensure?
Can I let my lungs inhale and breathe today?
Can I push this pain behind the doors and shut them away?
Are you always going to remind me about things like you do?
Are you still going to throw things at me that I've already been through?
With all the pain and suffering, why can't you just admit it?
When you don't know the truth about any of it
Make me cry and run away from this place
Cause in reality it's your own problems you can't face
So instead of me asking you, can you look in my eyes
And ask yourself, Can I?

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who cares

Should I be mad
or maybe not care
so many people who are just not there

My guess is that it no longer matters
but on your day 
what would you say
if I didnt call

O well

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At a loss

To a joy to leave this place!
Just a change in the smallest face.
To walk out this door,
and leave this place forever more.
Once I get to where I wanna head
I'll forget what they all said.
Never will I turn my sad eyes back
If only they had cut me a little more slack.

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The geminy they were,
heresy to have,
their love. . .
A lifter stand to
why we reckon?
As corse sodden
as the golden maiden
of Spain.  Nothingness.
The thieves,
though they frighten,
A veniable abandonment.
It meant nothing,
Key lime pie, warm
apple butter, love 
and its creation. . .
and its muster.
A nonage of 
retired conceit.

Beauty. . . what is beauty
these days.  And 
for whom to cherish?
For the daring, its crusade.
Enchanting the epic of time,
a mythological revelry.
Poetry that will open the 
periapts of wisdom, intellect, and charisma. . .
are like portents of man.  El Dorado.

My conclusion. . .
As Jesus ascended to the heavens,
dying for our untimely sins,
retribution, virtue, and the essence 
of God.  Portrayed as galliantly
as phosphorescent treasure.
His love, his being, his conception
and sacrifice for our brotherhood 
of man, to cherish and embody for eons.
Throughout spent lifetimes of shared
rumination, rebirth, annointment,
and the essence of the divine.
Here to now, everafter!

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Everybody wears a mask 
the reason I dont know 
maybe to hide the pain they go through everyday 
or maybe to cover up the marks left by a strong man. 
even I wear a mask 
but the reasons are different. 
I dont like for anyone to see my pain 
to see my hurt 
or my sadness 
sometimes you where the mask so long you cant take it off. 
You cant seem to cry anymore 
it seems you have no emotions. 
take it from someone who knows 
never wear a mask 
for one day it may never come off. 

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Untitled #15 / Nowhere to go

Nowhere to go, nobody to sea
cut off your anchors, unfurl the sails
and drift.
Why fight fate?

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The Nihilist - Seven: Blood On The Moon

Embryos sing saddle-sore sonatas, beneath 
the despot eaves of chromium skies, reflecting 
black light down upon the harbours where 
ambition claws the air and slowly dies; and 
nighthawks scream a siren song of sadness, for 
all the lovers lost and ripped apart, their 
entrails steaming, scattered and decaying, cryogenic 
memories still the beating heart. 

Somewhere in a paean of pain and passion, eyes 
upturned in sockets sear the night, telescope 
and zoom into the heavens, ruptured 
vessels crack the milky white; for 
all the golden graces of the goddess, stealing 
and absorbing love and soul, hoarding 
with her sadist smiles of sorrow, reaps 
the diamond, reimburses coal. 

On the moon my blood drips sour and savage, fills 
the craters and the fossil seas, scars 
the surface dust like crazy paving, packs 
the vacuum deserts with disease; on 
the moon my blood is frozen solid, crystallising, 
still as tombstone script, cold, 
implacably cast as death's dominion, to 
love no more, enamelled bathtub crypt.

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Hitler's Children

Just like these disappearing days
I’ll blame the world upon you
When all is gone and there is nothing left
As my vengeance rest among blisters 
I shall die along with truth
I want love, death, peace within my lies
Like yesterdays peer beyond my shoulders
Tomorrow fears thy young 
For I will never grow older
As reasoning in my ruthless intentions
Keeps me from viewing day light
Today’s are, Days of May like!
I want love; I want death, a future edition to my demise
Murderous flaws 
Survived with a surgical clause 
When all is weathered
And no dryness seems to bless your paws 
The sweetness in my goodbyes
Retain endless, applauds, sympathetic awes
I want love, death, everything in your eyes
This is for you
This is for a certain people
The race I despise 
The envy one could never refute
This is for my litter, my will 
Again today you shall rise 

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I stayed in love

I stay in love with you
even though you're gone,
I still forgive you
how you treat me wrong,
I tried so hard to keep
our love growing strong,
but it wasn't enough,
you packed up,
and now you're gone,
its no mistakin
how you use to feel for me,
theres no erasing
the good and bad memories,
im dying of a broken heart
I need someone to rescue me,
did you forget
the love we shared,
did you forget
you use to care,
did you forget
about you and me,
did you forget 
our chemistry,
because of you
I wrote this song,
I stay in love
even though you did me wrong,
the bond we had
use to be strong

"I stay in love with you
even though you're gone"

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A Precious Jewel Is Missing

Somehow, a Ruby
Disappeared from the Royal Treasury,
The King and Queen heart-broken,
Royalty is rich, you think,
But that was no little token,
They prized that jewel
Above their diamonds,
All other Royal possessions,
The castle walls can crumble now,
That theft now their obsessions

So if the Ruby is returned,
All will sing with joy,
That goes for the KIng and Queen,
Down too the smallest girl and boy.

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Castle Walls

See this castle with golden eyes,
See this castle with bloody lies,
Remember the memories,
Held inside,
This safeguard for the past,
Years have gone by fast,
Look at these walls,
Murder and all,
I can see the past,
And remember the memories,
The death and suffering,
The dead and suffered,
These walls hold much,
Betrayal and thievery,
The betrayed and thieved,
All held in these bloody castle walls,
No love ever seen.

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Amongst the Shadows

There amongst the shadows,
a masterful elucidation
of melancholic glee.

While the winds of change
take hold of thee, for
the splendor and eyes
of every many.

For the gentle whore
whose troubles woe,
perchance a cup
of pennyroyal tea.

For upon the throne
of harlotry, a gentle 
courtship, spoken
cordially a many
young man. . . "of
thee, plenty. . . ."

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Far Beyond Deception

These candles wont stay lit for long pretty soon the world wont be so strong, do 
you hear my hate for you can you see my evil intentions shine through is this the 
torment that i expect from you to lay a shotgun in front of me as testament to your 
disdain for me. You want to see me die in vain clip my wings so i cant discover 
how to fly you think that hurts me enough to cry it only makes revenge more 
sweeter. Break me if you want my demon beside me will never walk cover me in 
what use to be the death of man i promise on the thirty first day i will arise new 
with a gift for you. Deceive me for years your will was thrown to me now you have 
created the monster that stands before you suffering i adore you i lay down at 
your feet as god you give me strength. I am not alone chaos in your name 
insanity is our game hold me in your evil arms kiss me with your filthy lips horned 
angel they tried to kill us but they will pay, they will all fear my rage the age of pain 
is near raise up and wash off this caring veneer.

Cole Hodson (c)

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Again, the Green Hour

Again, the Green hour
my love,
like the blossoming
of unfelt desires.

Again, the beauty
my love,
earnest in such
keen undertakings.

Again, the miseries
of romances
lost, murderous. . .

Again, the glee
of the wretched
and their vile

of Wormwood,
your poisons,
intoxicating. . .
My mind,
my body,
of souls' lost. . .

Again, the Green hour
my love.

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As i look at the waterfall
I see all the angels fall
and the voices of the devils call...

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Sunset Serenade to the Midnight Requiem

Staying in the light now?
Is that what it's called?
Fear of the darkness?
Or what in it has crawled?

You lay in your bed,
clutching at your cover.
Do you fear to be dead,
or are in the gaze of another?

Do not fear what, in the darkness, may live,
all they want is fun.
For they never take more than they give,
So there is no need to run.

Only the Dark ones we are,
So why fear and make fuss?
You could go far,
once you've joined us.

We Dark ones are lovers,
of an unusual sort
Using our minds on others 
In our ways they contort.

Now join me my lovely,
Whilest the night is still young.
and then my lovely,
our Requiem will be sung.

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Darkness Within

Far away from the pain and hate
Having descended into the Darkness within
You wake alone within a room

No doors No windows-
Hidden from the world.

Balling up your fist 
Banging upon the bare walls

Crying out for answers 
Till your throat left hoarse
Fall onto the cold lifeless floor

You notice a shadow glide across the room
Out of the silhouette he rises
Surrounded by the nightmares of your past

Gaze up into his eyes 
Your sight falls upon that which frightens and bewilders you,
For they seem… a blood red,
As though Hell itself encompassed them.

You are left captivated- 
As you are standing up, he reaches out to you,
Grazing his shady hand upon your cheek.

Every single emotion that was deprived to you- 
Unexpectedly awake from that minute touch.

Afraid of indulging into the final transgression-
You back away from his touch.

Wraithlike, he moves behind you.
Shivers run down your spine
As he brings his lips to your ear.

A lone tear runs down your cheek,
 As he tells you what you have always known.

You sag into his embrace, 
Allowing the warmth that he ignited pierce into you  

Flowing through every vein and into your very being… 
Searching for what you have given up 

Grabbing at your chest
You feel it within. 

Finding what it searched for,
Your most cherished possessions-
   Your soul.

He takes it into himself

No more Pain or Hate
Now is the time to move forward
The moment of enlightenment has been reached 

 Images of your life flash in your mind
Then turn into a hazy gray fog 
Closing your eyes allowing the darkness envelops you 

Hearing his faint voice say one word:


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Immortality (Scenes from Above)

May you close your eyes in advance 
Before Lucifer captures your soul 
In our saviors final dance 
Alexander the Great 
Commander of the darkest fate
Sheathe all swords! 
What is it my lord
You have captured me at my weakest point 
I want what these dead seekers don't 
I see an empire, a nation 
Nothing higher than inflation 
I Julius Caesar hold freedom in a tear 
My hopes and dreams are what everyman fear
In the presence of tragedy 
You will love me 
In a tub of petals 
The gods will rub me
I am all but immortal 
See the shadows of jealousy 
And ever so often, I walk toward her 
Lust caught up in mislead trust 
Even holy sinners bite the dust
John Proctor’s Crucifixion 
A slain soldier’s prediction
So content with death 
That you wouldn't give a piece for what's left
When all realms are expired 
We come to a cease fire 
When the pictures fade and legends die 
Imagine if generals could cry 
Adore fate so rudely 
And leave as yours truly 
You shall remember me 
The curse of September, but let it be
May you close your eyes in advance 
Before Lucifer captures your soul 
In our saviors final dance

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Don't lose our love

Father please stop yelling,
your voice booms all around.
We got so used to hearing it – 
we switch off to the sound.

Oh yes it’s true we hear you
but your voice is now a noise;
it’s not what you say – that we can hear,
just abusive, boystrous tones.

If you stop a while, take time to think -
And plan what you might say?
Maybe you’d talk instead of shout,
and then we’d respond and work things out.

But while your respond in dulcid tones,
whilst all we hear is put downs, moans.
While all you do is scream and yell,
you’ll push us away – so far until…

You’ll lose our love, and all respect,
we’ll grow up not knowing loving yet;
run to the first who shows interest,
repeat history, life of whole regret…

You’ll lose our love, so stop this now,
teach us to love , to talk things through.
We’re not so bad, you’ll see us now,
And as a unit we’ll learn to grow…and flourish…

Make you proud, you’ll see.
Make you understand your love of me,
Be still, be heard – in quiet reserve,
with dignity, respect, and glee…

be proud.

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The scenes we left behind remain

Embedded in tormented mind , 
blood clogged fields,
dangling limbs - contorted.
Whistling ammunition,
gun fire resounds.

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Hark Liar

Taunting and pestering they continue their charade
Blinded by their lies I assist their masquerade
Alas my heart has been wrenched from its rest
Unable to understand their harsh lies I draw a test
Woe beseiged my innermost sentiments
Aid I wanted to present to her at that moment
What fraudulent ways of achieving monetary gain
Thankful I am to my aid who helped me see their game
Whirring in this gyre, this forced entrance so eerie
I see my ruin and save my cherished sanity
Entrenched I would have been in this menacing cruelty
Adieu I bid you you conniving menace to society!!!

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Broken and torn into two,
lost in a unhappy darkness that traps me deep inside,
homeless  broken,
my eternity is lost in willingness to live,
so accepting of this hatred,
confusing  twisting this reality has become,
my shadow in life and possibly death,
the crossroads are here do I turn right or left ?
one so smooth with a tight turn,
the other cliffs off into a endless fall into crimson light,
down the path I travel as darkness falls,
eternity awaits as hatred lost in crimson light awaits,
happiness turns to avenge my faith,
trusting a hopeless romantics trials,
in crimson fury as the heart burns deeply,
the light returns in a shadowy meadow,
as the sun cast on our now icy corpses,
warmth now returns,
as rest now follows,
after a life of endless lust,
a eternity of harsh trials,
death takes over and eternity now follows. 

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Caustic View

Fitting my eye
to the keyhole
I peak into 
the elegant room.
I have an amazing view.
Beyond the table still holding
the remains of last nights
gourmet Meal, with 
flecks of spilled pepper 
shining on the snowy linens.
To the rumpled bed,
it's fluffy pillow tossed,
unwanted onto the plush gray
of the floor.
The hands on the bedside 
clock sit still as it rests
there unwound. 
Finally a movement 
on the terrace attracts my eye
and I jerk away from the key hole
and scream. I must confide that I 
only wanted to peak at the beauty
from the orient. I never expected
My eye to discover the caustic  
view of her dainty neck noosed 
and her beautiful body 
twirling in the predawn Light.

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Point of No Return!

Point of No Return
The point of no return,
is a place where people burn.
I do not mean physically,
but mentally.
I have been there.

It is not a place that you can see with your naked eye.
It is a place that has no reason why.
The point of no return is the place 
that you make believe in your head.
I place that is dead ahead.

The point of no return,
A place where your mind 
makes more mistakes then it already has,
a place where you enemies rule over your allies,
a place where you are the laborer,
a place where all you can do is work,
No sleep, 
No food,
No friendships, 

A place where you are a miserable,
as you can be.
A place that you have no control,
of your body.
The point of no return.

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Amazing You

Confusion has started to clutter my mind.
 I can't seem to understand somethings sometimes.

I used to believe that dreams come true.
But I found out that that was a lie, because I don't have you.

I used to go to sleep at night wondering where you are, who your with, and what 
your up to.
I guess those where the days and those where the things I used to do.

I miss you more and more each and everyday. 
There is so much on my mind and so much I have to say.

I wish we were together, that is my heart's desire, because the pain I feel is 
burning my heart like fire.

Please come back to me so my heart can finally heal, beacuse the love I have for 
you is now and will always be real.

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Harsh are the words,
from others like us,
right from their birth,
taught not to trust.
We as a country,
believe in love,
but what will we do,
when push comes to shove.
Some of the things,
are happening right now,
jut like the Titanic,
we are going down.
Foolish is one,
who doesn't believe,
we are being devoured,
why can't they see.
Crime is just one,
of the things to come,
robbing each other,
for a mere crumb.
Having life good,
for so many years,
now we must get ready,
for the tears, and the fear.
No one person,
could ever have known,
how our leaders,
could have been so wrong.
A snowball is rolling,
downhill all the way,
we better get ready,
for our Judgement Day.

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My Birthday!

Today is my birthday
To celebrate my life
Fifty-one years ago 
A woman had a choice  
So she gave me away 
For that she has no voice
Into the arms of another family I went 
It’s been years I ‘v silently vent 
God makes plans for all those in need 
I guess my Mother could effort to feed 
Gone from her hand 
Gone from a strange land 
Here in America I had to learn new speech 
I will always thank God for his lessons 
That reach 
I have had a better life
I just wish I could get rid of this emotional strife
I carry and whole in the pit of my heart 
You see 
I never know my blood Mother 
At birth we had to part! 


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Journey of Black

Riding darkness like a fevered horse
arriving nowhere 
desire drained into 
dust devils
an endeavor 
escaping light
and the darkness behind my eyes
thrumming with loathsome pains of the soul
so deep
Silent screams claw sanguine rivulets 
placid ponds of thought
emptying, devoid.
Wanting solitude; needing loneliness
killing to feed. 
Jet steed foamy and dying
dusty caws peal from the throat
of  a waiting vulture
who devours black carrion like I do.

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The Real Me

Looking into the mirror
Is like looking to the sea
Knowing what I'm looking at
Is so far away from me

The smile on my face
Is only there for you to see
While I'm crying on the inside
You never look away from me

Aiming to please
I smile all the time
Without you knowing that what you're seeing
Isn't really mine

Wearing this mask
I hide you from my pain
My crying, sobbing, and depression
With all this, I find I'll never gain

I show a little part of me
Seeping it through this mask
And everyone notices
All I say is please don't ask

Crying in the dark
In a place hidden in my mind
Knowing that no matter what
The real me, you'll never find

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Get Away

Please! If only for a day I'd like to get away
Get on my knees and pray I just want to get away

I dont want to stay I just wanna go away
Cant wait until that day that I can get away

Im tired of these tears running down my cheeks
The knife inside my heart it feels like its so deep

I barely get any  sleep I cant even keep
A smile upon my face I just wanna get away

Im tired of this stress I cant overcome
Its like everyones so happy and I sit here feeling dumb

I just want to cry I dont understand 
Maybe its that I need the comfort of a man?

Perhaps a helping hand? maybe another chance
To take back the mistakes no one will ever understand

I just want to get away please I need to be alone
Im tired of the depression im tired of my sad poems

Cant get away Im stuck inside the darkest cloud
Its like im being held back like a child im not aloud

Man...if only for a day I'd like to get away
I'll continue to pray until the day I get Away

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In the bleeding shadows threading queer and deft
Along and above corridors painted white and green,
Fluorescents flickered in their moth-brushed bowls,
And the madness and sweet anguish seethed unseen.
It was felt in the bones of the new and the old,
The creeping electric bristle of marrow and moss,
Sucking like leeches on the calcium and the blood,
Until the ligaments and plasma were nocturnal candyfloss.
Stole by the winds, the whisperings of the grave,
Uttered earthen verses, muttered fever of neurosis,
And the crowbars in the eyeballs of those who slept unsound
Soon let them dream again in a crystal meth psychosis.
Asylum gargoyles spewed their eternal gushing rain
From out of mouths wide open and torrentially agape,
Until the drains were flooding with the sewage of despair
And the land beyond the walls held only death as an escape.
In the clinic by the lamp a needle glinted in the light,
Hypodermic glowing amber, loaded with paraldehyde,
And the king of all insanity, now driven mad by ghosts,
Shot it up until the death, until by his own hand he died.

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Pain and Paint

Tremendously guarded, with mask and malaise
steel tipped and smiling through cloud lugging days
Hundreds of frozen dreams melt on your back
to be slipped on when least on your guard
Blessedly smart, so they've said once or twice
Always so gentle and saccharine nice
If they only knew the exposure within
They'd burn like a fire's obsession for air
We'll find you at night washing white down the drain
from the grease paint you don when your face is in pain
We watch through the window as you sink to your knees
in the pool of a million lost star dust decrees

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My Soul

As the light enters my soul
I feel nothing at all
As the darkness surrounds me
In the pain that's where my soul will be...

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Visions of the Past

Autumn’s first cold wind has come,
It passes over names in stone,
And leaves of gold and red swirl 'round,
As I stand here all alone,

I think back to years long since past,
Memories almost forgotten,
I watch them scatter with the wind,
Did I ever have all that I wanted?

And as I think about such things,
I begin to feel a chill,
Is someone there behind me,
Fear makes the whole world still,

And then I hear a whisper,
As soft as when you sigh,
It whispers softly into my ear,
Why is it that you cry,

I spin about to see the one,
Who whispered this to me,
And in the waning light of Autumn’s day,
A ghostly impression is all I see,

It spoke so soft I could barely hear,
About the times of old,
And sadness soon replaced my fear,
As the wind blew still so cold,

It spoke of farmlands, hills and tree’s,
That stretched so far away,
And sunsets rays of pinks and reds,
Over the golden fields would lay,

Of Autumn’s colors and falling leaves,
And frost that turned to snow,
Of horse and carriage and Christmas bells,
And candles all aglow,

Of drinking cool water from clearest stream,
And standing in the rain,
Sleeping under evenings stars,
Hearing the whistle of a train,

My eyes now misted with saddened tears,
Felt for a time so long ago,
I wished I myself could have seen,
What this ghostly one did know

The moon now rising over bare trees,
And the chill wind blowing through,
Sent all the last remaining leaves,
Blowing past us two,

And with a whisper nothing more,
This ghost began to fade,
It whispered softly with the breeze,
I must go back to where I have been laid,

What has the world become these days,
Who knows life’s simple joy’s,
How can people see earth and sky,
While playing with their toys,

I wish somehow I could go back,
And see the land that was,
Maybe someday it will return,
But my friends that’s up to us…

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Drink from me and decide 
am I to be human 
or one of the damned,
 or am I to die?
 Do you want me to live or die?
 My fate is in your hands
Do what you want with me for I am yours
I bend at your will 
I am a toy for you to play with
 Do you want me to be a human 
or a vampire?
 Do what you want
 I give my life to you
Drink my blood 
feel it run through your veins 
Drink slowly and savor the taste of sweet blood
Watch the life slip from my face

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Satan's Soul Covers Ours

Surrounded by death, we live this life
we never see that in our hand lies a knife
we laugh when we see people dying
and when we die we ask why no one's crying
there is no more humanity
people's souls are filled with insanity
our hearts are turning black
because we won't fight the evil back
we're ignoring the