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The pain

I wish upon a falling star to erase my past and remove my scars
I wish upon this blurring light for the bullying to end tonight
I wish upon the razor in my hand to end the tears and the pain within
I wish upon this rope I tie to end the suffering and strife
I wish upon this tree I climb to not make me fail this time
I wish upon this falling star to keep me here until the struggling stops

Copyright © Emily the band geek

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Battle of the words

Bravery is the father of fears
Dreams are distant cousins of nightmares
Hope is the sister of prayers
Every night shame lays down and gets screwed by despair
Pollution abuses Mrs. atmosphere
It's a battle between personality and reality 
But obviously nobody cares
Maybe it's because big tough is the uncle of little scared
Planning is deeply in love with prepared
Procrastination is the biggest enemy of determination
Ignorance is jealous of realization
Sometimes strength can get sneak attacked by temptation
Silence can never defeat a great proclamation
When the brain disagrees with the heart
The body dies of complications

Love your self...

Copyright © Andre Sanders

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Cry of A Successful Man

With love comes consequence
With hope comes failure
With triumph comes fear
With peace comes worry
With riches comes pain
With poverty comes envy

Copyright © Apolo Amai

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Things go wrong

Love hurts and people change. Things go wrong and things get strange. But life goes on and you only life it once. Be strong cause things will get better over the months. I thought I was heartbroken, I thought you were my world. You fooled me though, made me think I was your only girl. But all along, you didnt care. Im not sure, your were even completely there. But now I've moved on, when I thought it was impossible. I had to be the bigger person in this breakup, I was responsible. I let it get to me, but I didnt let it ruin me completely. I didnt do anything about the hurt you caused me, I acted so sweetly. I let you walk all over me, I tried to ignore how you disrespected me. But when I ended things, the pain was easier to see.

Copyright © Kierstein McFarland

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It’s my life not expecting you to understand it
A man who when he was a boy his mother abandoned
Alienated like I arrived from another planet
While you were with your family joking, laughing and eating a peanut butter sandwich
I was moved from foster families and children’s homes
Surrounded by people but feeling alone
 Everything I go through is some kind of building zone
Treated differently because I’m not wanted or loved by my dad, sister mum or brother
Feel like everyone trying to get to know me is working undercover
So the first thing I do is run for cover
Opposites attract I’m cold inside does that make me summer’s lover?
Being uncomfortable makes me comfortable
I feel safe being vulnerable
I’ll be the first to say I’m dysfunctional
Am I supposed to lie and say everything all great and wonderful?
Should I already understand and know it all?
You belittle me but I’m still growing tall
You wanted me to catch but you didn’t even throw the ball
An insomniac and I know Money can buy a bed but not sleep
But how much would a meaningful hug cost me?
I could wish and pray to the sky
But that’s just not me
Anytime love got me
It seems that Luck lost me
So I Push away the people I want to stay by my side
The ones who are worth your tears won’t make you cry
I could do 99 good deeds for you
But you would count the mistakes I make in life
So I don’t even try no more
I don’t cry no more
Love no one trust no one, **** them all
If you want to walk out my life. Here let me hold the door

Copyright © Alex Duffy

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I pray for a sign


Lost in the world I see no vision
Amidst my fellow men I see subdivision
Death is but a necessity and not a decision
The world is doomed, God heeds to no admission

Tears tainted on the faces of the unborn
Our world is doomed as our mothers still mourn
Crying day and night we hope for a new dawn
A better tomorrow is as good as a light at the end
                  of the tunnel unknown

Mother deliberately drowns her new born in hot boiling water
While a father rapes his one and only five year old daughter
The world is at end as we are bound for the slaughter
Be warned of the last days because we are
                   still in the last quarter

Voices of sorrow echo inside my head
My heart bleeds more, each time children are
                                                     pronounced dead
The wars we started never to end
Is this the life that of which we shall die?
                                                     Like we never cared…

Copyright © sibusiso lubimbi

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I miss the way you hugged me when I cried and how you told me how you loved me 
every night but now you won't even look at me and you don't even talk to me 
anymore and when I'm upset you just laugh and walk away........... All I want to 
know is what did I do that was so bad that you treat me like a punching bag........ I 
miss the way you kissed me but I guess you've moved on and I try boy do I try but 
your all I dream about all I think about is you, you were my world and now your 
gone I'm so lost without you I cry every night because someone will say your 
name....... What I miss most of all is that I could tell you anything but now you won't 
even listen.............. What kills me is you saying goodbye for good goodbye god 
those words kill me every time good bye good bye good bye....

Copyright © Kay-Lynn Bent-Wamboltd

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A Yearn for a Smile 9-21-11

	A yearn… simply something that you want or long for. As a yearn to finish, a yearn to achieve, a yearn for a like, a yearn for a smile is something that you drastically want, a desire. Something that you spend long hours, nights even day dreaming hours thinking about how you can earn that smile. What can you do…. or what can you say … things such as a conversation sparks, likes even dislikes, mostly anything that will crack a smile. These are things that truly show signs of something far greater than fame, sex, money, power. What is it? Something more than I have yet to find. So as I search for the answer I over shoot the entrance with rapid thinking of what she wants, her likes, her dislikes. But truly it will only be earned by who you are, what you want to be, yourself, your feelings your desires, your yearn. So when you yearn for that smile or that special something it can only be earned by being you, no one else. Take a look at yourself in the mirror and try to see past the makeup or tan or piercing and just look at yourself… then take that image and imprint it to yourself forever because to find happiness and your yearn  can only be earned one way. Trying to watch her and she how she reacts to certain things just to make myself seem better when I finally open my mouth to her will only make you distant from that special someone.  With me I personally see myself as buff pierced orange person, while trying to continue to follow the people who I look up to the most. So as you struggle and go through life’s trials and tribulations always look at your yearn or what it once it what was. Think about how you felt when you failed or succeeded and try to make yourself a better person from it. Not by adding more glamour or appeal to yourself but by being closer to yourself. What you really are. Because only then can you truly say you earned your yearn of a smile or that special someone, even if there not with you, apart of them will be and that’s the part they left. The part that made you better. More complete. 			So never forget your yearn of her..

Copyright © Nathan Phillips

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Some ABCs About the Good of You

An awesome allures dances amid your words.
Bearing thoughts at daybreak until hope stays life.
Carmel candy lips wait for your cupid’s arrow.
Daisy chains you saved for happily-ever-after.
Eloquent egression when depression arrives.
Fields of fresh flowers float to your creative mind.
Generously given fruit from your poet’s grapevine.
Honorable choices carry life enchantment.
If imperfection ignites, God’s forgiveness arrives. 
Judgment left daily in your Savior’s strong hands. 
Keeping calamities of your life in his care.
Laughter allocated when love’s timing is right.
Nice actions for others that make your soul swell.
Messages and miracles are recognizable unto you.
Omnipotent Father loves you and oversees life.
Passion of Christ helps you overcomes imperfections
Questions of self worth must bounce far away.
Remember the joys that you had some other day?
Stay strong in your hope and forgive other’s words.
Today, this poem is all about you, and your heart.
Uniquely understanding, you are a child of God.
Vicious ramblings through the mind are hurtful to you.
Words, if forgiven might alleviate bad memories. 
Xanadu can be found in life’s folds and your focus.
You have much good within you, Catie, this and more.
Zealously zip past the lows in your life; happiness follows.

November 9, 2014
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: It's All About Me 
Sponsor	Catie Lindsey

Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

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What a beautiful dream

The miles of white line layout ahead in front of me,
Where it goes nobody knows.
It has no beginning, and has no end, There is freedom up ahead, or so I'm told.

With my eyes affixed ahead, and my foot to the floor,I fly headlong into the distance.
Where the future tells me lies, and the past offers no resistance.

 I see the lights of the city, a beautiful Mirage shining in the sunset.
But the more I want it, the faster I go, no comfort shall I find, and no closer does it get.

The mountains rise high out of the desert floor, like a majestic castle of old.
They stand quiet and alone for all time, neither being bought or sold.

Time has worn away at them, and soon they will flow away to the sea.
For they will never be remembered, just a long forgotten memory.

 With no family and friends left to be found, everybody just disappears into the dust.
Everything I have just fades into the sunset, the life I have I no longer lust.

What my friends fail to see, and my dearest love does not understand,That my heart feels so empty, like a lonely shell lying upon the shifting sands.

I speak truth to every body I see, but lies to myself are all I  am worth,
The greatest lie that has ever been told, started on the day of my birth.

Copyright © Dale culverson

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Heaven on Earth

you make me weak you make me strong.... 

you make me feel that i belong ... 

belong in your life that involves your heart... 

cause i knew it was love from the very start... 

three types of blood that involves  your love... 

and the strengh of are family makes me never give up... 

sometimes were sad and the pain really hurts... 

but the love from four hearts, is heaven on earth! 

bleeding inside, but ill stay by your side... 

cause true love will never die... 

i know your weak and it makes me hurt... 

so i pray to my knees with just a few words... 

lord jesus, my family is broken and a little  sad... 

but every born son needs a dad... 
i give you my life since the day of my birth... 

only if you promise me, heaven on earth! 

Copyright © Joe Hinojosa

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Anxiety Borders Crazy Dementia Erratic Frantic Grasp Hyde Introduces Jekyll Kooky Lunatic
Manic Neurotic OCD Psychotic Quack Rage Schizophrenia Tirade Unbalanced Valium Willing
Xanax Yearns Zen

Copyright © Aleera Canino

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Loved at Points

I feel loved at points in my life
Sometimes I don't at all
I can be pushed around and yelled at daily
In the end, I always fall
I have never understood love
Or what it really meant
All I know is that love hurts
And that, I can't repent
I listen to my orders
I stand up straight and tall
Wishing someone would hear me
Knowing that I'm crying in the hall
Some days I just brush it off
Letting it all go
Being who I would like to be
But hiding in it all
I'm alone in my mind
But I know inside
I'm dying before your eyes

Copyright © Katelyn Parks

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above pain

Above pain

He has been stepped on
He has been hated on
But he still stands and rises above pain
Wars came, left relatives dead
He cried, he trembled
But he still stands
Once regretted his birth
Once thought of taking his life.
Thunder strikes and that’s enough
To make him gain strength
To aim higher and rise above pain
He is now rising above pain
Trying everything to clean his brain

If he was created in God’s image?
Why can’t God take care of His image?
Questions he couldn’t find answers to
Friends all gone,
The only family he has ever known
Streets become his home,
Starving to death,
Could not hold his breath
But still standing strong
And promises to rise above pain..
                                                       By, ino29

Copyright © ino29 music

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Bitter by ; being mentally bruised and battered most of my life,
shaken with fright without a single soul to help me
through the troubles unseen horrors of the night, 
from an evil source that I fear to strike. 
But as the evil forces, who limited my choices 
that when I found my stallion horses. 
Swiftly it came to my head I can run and I cannot hide, 
feeling the Beast closing in on every time I decide to hide. 
Tired of running and tired of alluding this
relentless creep as my red bolt eyes weep 
feeling rest-less, likes a lonely defeated warrior from his home in retreat 
that is when I knew it time to rest, to release my Beast. 
But in a fight, I may not win however as I cast out my dirty words sin
I made sure it felt my impact, to the bloody end.

by Keith Kadell

Copyright © Keith Relf

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The Vent

im livin in a world, where all eyes on me.
trying to curve my own route.
but route 66 keeps finding its way to me.
ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me.
even when i reflect to my lowest points
i dont regret any of the choices
That I’ve deployed in my era
A lot of it by error, but hey
We live in hell conditions and there ain’t no air condition 
Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines
But when hindsight twenty twenty hits
You’ll begin to understand life’s a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it
An you’ll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it
it’s what got me here, it’s what got us here
Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and
Guess what happened next
She opened up heaven’s gate
And just before late I slipped out
Simply put 
I’m a Grown ass man
Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine
In doin what he drools over
But time after time 
Something decides to creep up and cover the light
Lost my way
Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way
But in the in between time, that in the mean time 
Spent a lot of time
Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off
Don’t need Don Perion to sip off
Already had my way with the bottle
Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle
That’s just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways
Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets.
Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying
No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball
Eventually times gonna make you fall
And I as I pull myself together 
I don’t wanna end up like the twin towers rubble
I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend
But all that’s irrelevant now
because i live with a different perspective now

there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.

Copyright © pat roswell

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Drugs are bad things

This is a poem and not a song.
It was written to tell you that drugs are wrong.

We see people on the streets every day.
Exhaling and inhaling their life away.

This is a poem and not a song.
It was written to tell you that drugs are wrong.

Families destroyed lives lost.
Those who take drugs will pay the cost.

This is a poem and not a song.
It was written to tell you that drugs are wrong.

If you take drugs daily you probably won't see.
What or who they they may cause you to be.

This is reality and not a song.
wrote to tell you that drugs are wrong.

Copyright © aaliyah rose

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please (by kimmy holmes, my daughter)

love you
need you
love me
need me 

Copyright © janetta harrington

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Suicide Tendencies

The world spins as I stand still
Trees grow as I Shrink
Looking in a mirror is alike a big Black Hole
With nothing but disastrous toils
My heart is Shattered in tiny, tiny Microscopic pieces
I no longer have a soul
My Hopes and Dreams as all disappeared
My taught are lost within a razor blade
Jumping off the San Francisco Bridge or Eiffel Tour has always been a desire
Hanging myself is a priority but living life to the fullest is my biggest enemy
I plan what i want to be en carved on my tombstone" REST IN PIECE YOUR NOW FREE FROM THIS DISASTROUS PALACE"
My heart is a Dark Paradise
My razor  as become my Paintbrush and my skin the Canvas
I have discovered that cutting is my bliss
Sitting on the floor, crying for more as my body screams in pain
Trying to move but my hands are stuck
Trying to get up but i'm restrained
My masterpiece is disturbing yet creative
People think they are just scars but they are a history book based on my life
My art work is all over my body
Watching blood flows feel great
As I laugh in the face of death
I may have a smile on my face but I also have cuts on my wrist
My soul grows cold like a tombstone
Don't ask me to unmask my demons 
As my Demons as already won.

Copyright © Shaneka Adams

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Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones, While Words Will Always Hurt Me

Nothing is turning out like I wanted it to.
Everything is now black and blue.
Wrist cut up with a sharp blade.
Blood rushing out like it's being made.
Thoughts of death running through my mind.
Nothing is clear to me, I am blind.
What's going on?
Scissors are suddenly being drawn.
My end is near.
I can see it start to appear.
What you thought were funny jokes.
Made me want to choke.
Prank calls, blocked messages, statuses all calling me names.
You all have caused me so much pain.
Whore, slut, *****, cow, fat, ugly reappearing in my head.
I don't know what to do anymore but lay in my bed.
Who am I supposed to turn to?
I have no one but you.
I dream at nights about not being here anymore.
I don't think I'm a whore.
I have a plan now.
Explain it to me now.
I've got a gun.
It's all been done.
I'm leaving now.
Goodbye everyone, Goodbye forever.

Copyright © Breanna Curry

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blank page (by kimmy holmes my daughter)

see this blank
not me

Copyright © janetta harrington

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I Am Who I Am

Its bad enough that everyday I walk down memory lane, &&' It really puts me in alot of pain. I've been doing the best that I can, but I am who I am. I'm getting tired of everyones exspectations, people always pulling me in different directions. Even when I'm falling down, people still push me on the ground. I'm gonna keep trying, no more lying. No more games, done mentioning names. Being two-faced isn't cool, it just makes you look like a fool. I'm never looking back, that life was wack. I'm done trying to make everyone happy, when they treat me so crappy. I may not have alot of friends, in the end, but atleast I don't have to pretend. I'm gonna be true, with or without you. You'll see, I'm done letting people get to me.

Copyright © Kierstein McFarland

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I feel young
But I am not young
I feel old
But Iam not old
I am on the way of living
Enjoying  the  life style
Its Rhythm,passion & technology
I prefer the new
Respect the old
But don”t belong to either
I want to become a new old style
A style of happiness , a blend of beauty
No boredom , no restrictions-
I care health living and laughing.
Be smart
Be tension free
Am I young?
                       Beena Sudheer(GHSS Veliyancode HSST-Political science)
                    Pin 679563

Copyright © Beena Sudheer

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Why you no work

…Money…in a voice that rustled.
No sir, I do not have any money.
How about getting a job?
…Change…in a voice that creaked.
Sorry sir, I don’t make the rules.
How about running a campaign?
…Help…in a voice that trailed.
Sir, how do I do that?

Copyright © Pang Xiong

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 O, what thoughts bring me grief,
 Grief that grazes fields of mind,
And colors my face as a faded leaf,
And to ground I yield my pride
To wither among naked flowers
Keeping worries where they remain
I possess not the light nor buds powers
And dark blooms, flooding the brain
Where fears boast a great health.
And thou art me and who else
Might be the soul's humble wealth,
To heal myself, ancient friend of bless,
So hold me thou for while in mine heart,
That those enemies in me eternally part.

Copyright © jamal Abboud

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Grey Bird

On that cloudy weekend in June 
I hear a soft and graceful tune 
from the grey bird on the tree 
Singing sweet lullabies felt 
blessed in the moment 
My body tingles of joy at sight 
Gazing out through 
my open door,
Letting thoughts fly free
Releasing love out into the horizon 
Heart filled with emotion came 
over me 
Grey bird stood playing its tune 
for awhile and on the wings of 
letting go
Then as the rain fell from the 
sky the grey bird flew away 
I blew a kiss to the clouds and 
utterd these simple words of I 
Love You father ( who's now in 
heaven ) and yet I hope to hear 
that grey bird sing again once 
more for me 
Farewell, love your son

Poem contest for Debbie -referential

Copyright © Brian Otoole

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Green People

I see green people
They tell me they come in peace 
But they are showing me the roots to all evil
I see green people
They try to disguise their intentions 
But their actions are so see through
I see green people
They are the true world leaders
There are no free actions or thoughts
You do or think what they want you to
I see green people
They manipulated all of our history
So if we were to find the truth
It doesn't matter because their is no proof
I see green people
As their head grow larger 
I continue to have distant dreams of me being considered a equal
I see green people
They told me to worship them or die
Close my eyes and look through the lies
Because without them 
There is no chance to walk among the Gods
I see green people 
And there is no doubt about it
They truly show me the roots to all evil

Copyright © Andre Sanders

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A Penny For My Thoughts

A penny for my thoughts
I'd be a millionaire
Constantly my thoughts are racing
My mind is everywhere
Should I stay or should i go
Will I win or lose
Can I have my time to shine
Since I have paid my dues
A penny for my thoughts
I wish it were a buck
If I could just collect these thoughts
Then it might change my luck
My thoughts are so abundant
To count them is to many
My mind is worth a whole lot more
Then just one simple penny

Copyright © Willie Rathbone

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Loss of ambition
Looks like I’m on a mission
Or some sort of a competition
Is it the end?
Should I be where I stand?
I cannot understand
I’ll just smile and pretend…
Looks like I’m lost
Not completely but almost
Disoriented, adrift and scared most
No way to hide or to escape from that ghost
Hunting me day and night
Making sure I don’t feel alright

Copyright © dreamersis poems

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Nothing Really Matters

when rob stepped out of the courthouse,with charges for posession
he thought "it could be worse,it could have been for weapons"
and then he thought..."nothing really matters anyway"
when liz stepped of of the rehab,with a new outlook on life
she felt all those same feelings of hurt, pain, and strife
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when luke picked up his young son from daycare,and knew he had an hour
he thought back to the time he WOULD have stopped to grab his now EX-wife some flowers
and then he thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when lisa lifted up her body with nothing but her arms,and looked down at her legs
she wondered why the heck they were even THERE anyway..what for?
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
all four people that same night,all in their own homes
picked up a remote,turned on the news and watched it come to blows
one man had done 25 years in jail,for something he had not really done
one woman lost the battle to addiction,one she thought she'd already won
one boy got hit by a car on his bike,he just only 5 his parents,divorced
one man lost his arms and legs while over fighting the war
four different people,four different lives,four different struggles,all about to cry
four different souls,four different heart,four different minds,all to have a fresh start
why does it take a reality check to pull us into gear?
why is it that reality sometimes must be our greatest fear?
the next time you think you're the only one who hurts and has plight
the next time you feel you're all alone,the only one who cries at night
try and remember,try not to forget,that you are never alone
whether you're telling your mom and dad your gay to the face or over the phone
whether your wife divorced you,your husband's a dog,or your kids have NO respect
you are human,deserve more,and you're not alone,cause' there is someone right next....
to you!!! nothing really matters. until you realize...nothing really matters.

Copyright © Brittany Carroll