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Second to None

A is for Amazing we all wish to be
B is for Blessings that help us to see

C is for Caring which humbles our world
D is for Dancing where joy is unfurled

E is for Empathy that makes a great friend
F is for Friendships we hope never end

G is for Goodness that makes our light shine
H is for Hope in a world so sublime

I is for Incredible, which stands out in a crowd
J is for Joy that smiles so loud 

K is for Kisses that make our hearts sing
L is for Love that trumps everything

M is for Memories that highlight our life
N is for “Never” that causes us strife

O is for Open that closes out hate
P is for Persistence in following fate

Q is for Questioning, cause wisdom it brings
R is for Ressurection and the Hope that it springs

S is for Sensational which all love should be
T is for Thankfulness for what God gave to me

U is for Unconditional love that is treasured
V is for Volumes that cannot be measured

W is for Wondrous, Joy to extremes
X is for Xanadu that resides in our dreams

Y is for Yearning as it helps us find bliss
Z is for Zealous Love, that made me write this

So if all these words were bound up in one
Ahhh! There’s a life that’s second to none!

Copyright © Bernard Colasurdo | Year Posted 2013

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the circle of life

A predator among us.
A villian in our midst.
An entity of evil,
Clouding up our wits.
Preying on the innocent.
Devouring the strong.
A sycophant immortal.
Unbound by right and wrong.
White wool adorning
The curves of their form.
Cloven hooves dragging
on the ground with the worms.
No hoofprints behind them.
just the four toed paws
dotted at the tips
by their long and angry claws.
Nature is a cruel being.
Creating monsters in her storms.
No one understands
And everyone is torn.
The prey will always villify
those who are higher than they
on the food chains bottom
the sheep will always stay.
The wolves are meant to feed
without remourse consume
The psyches of the weak
to bring them to their doom.
The sheep will bleat and bellow
in fear of those wolves
And try to justify their blindness
by stamping hard their hooves.
Hiding in the herd,
the prey upon their back
the predators facade
turns their wool to black.
Such is natures way.
No one is at fault.
The circle of life.
The predators of thought.
For who can blame the hungry beast
for eating to survive
When you people create such feasts
And tantalize our eyes.
We can not feel guilty
for gaining our sustenance.
consider this my fealty
for i shall not repent.

Copyright © JoAnna Mitchell | Year Posted 2013

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Annotated Achilles amends fallen frame amputees

Bulimec Barbies browse media monkey banalaties

Cameo clouds cling to beaded breath curios

Dopamine dreams dilenate check cash desires

Echo endorfins eulogize bullet brain excrement

Fecal folly fantasies reveal relevant frivoloties

Gonadial grownups gulp secret scrotal generosities

Helical hemorriods hinder senior stricken hemocraps

Idiotic ideals idioiosyncrate post partem iconoclasts

Jack Jill juxtapositories seek sexestential jouveniers

Kryptic killer kisses ascot arrogant kingdumbs

Liquid lipid loiners fear frontline lucklullibies

Malovent mommies masterbate rich reflective mommocules

Nevertheless nightengales nourich ruby rich noonbeams

Ovulatory occults outsource torrent tofu outrages

Pensive picses picnics lovelorny passions 

Queer quiet quintensials release rancid quotients

Rape ripe residuals nullify nimble reprocussions

Silky seafoam silohouttes fornicate frothy sandlets

Tepid torch trilogies belie beligerent tourniquets

Useless utterences utilize organize orgasmic utopias

Venimous vixens violate cruel.com visions

White willow wombs softly seed hospice hell winds

XY XX xfactors envision extracurricular xraydoms

Yearning yoyo yesterdays calculate clearcovert yeilds

Zen zealous zions mirror maginfy Zoneotones 

Copyright © Dave Collins | Year Posted 2013

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when i am gone

BEFORE I AM GONE

The breeze at dawn,
Whispering  secrets to birds, chirping  melodious lullabies,
Waking up to the touch of the first gleam of morning rays
Softly teasing my eyes..
Just the glance of a reflection
Of a living god
Walking along the corridor…
Making my heart racing..
The most amazing soul ever..
Wolverine  ears..ebony eyes..emerald green shirt..
With the stethoscope around the collar..
Why do I feel  like I have known you eternally
Those eyes full of kindness..
That beautiful smile,
Always illuminating a gloomy day..
those lips murmering words of humanity..
making my thoughts cherished,
After the darkness of a very long night
Missing you with bits and pieces of my heart
A new sun has rised,with a ray of new hope for the life..
Just like the Night dew clings to soil 
Making the plants glisten..
brightening my days,left, thinking of you..
You are the aroma of me being alive..
When my life was lamenting
For some more hard breathes
You were the one who made me encouraged,
To love the life,,
Because not everyone under the sun gets a second chance to live..
Walking towards me..
Uttering the most soothing words ever..
Making my heart beats faster and faster..
Looking into my pale brown eyes..
No,please..don't..
Im almost melting..
Praise the lord for not letting me stand by my own..
If not,I Would have melted on my knees..
Believe me,
Im under your charms..
Knowing that I don’t have enough breathes to love you..
Your warmth,now in my blood,
Just like
The 'Chemo' scorched veins, showing
That im still breathing,without a life..
 
Hoping, that Time would reveal, what lies ahead..
Even though,it is the bitter truth..
looking for a time machine,
capable of pausing the minutes.,
brickwall myself from the last breathe
Crying in my shadows..
that,
Forever is not a very long time for me..
Crying each day knowing that the days are getting shorter..
Doctor,I swear
When its time for me to leave..
Ill still believe..that,
This is an eternal one sided love which shall not die…
Till the sun grows cold..
Till the moon gets warm..
And the stars grow old…
 

Copyright © yashodara embogama | Year Posted 2014

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ABC's for a Young Captain

Always seek to be guided by the North star  - Polaris
But never forget to look daily at the Southern Cross
Constantly be reminded that a greater power is also stirring your ship. 
Deny yourself the enchanting songs of temptations
Endure and listen to the whispering waves of truth 
Fight the cold and heat that wears you down
Get enough sleep for the day will surely be long
Help strangers along the way, keep your rafts and life rings ready. 
In strong winds, ride the waves but grip the helm steady
Just you, only you- the captain decides your destiny
Keep your lifeline always secure
Lest sudden waves of trials come crashing 
Manage your provisions wisely for land maybe distant
Note every important turn or decision for you may need markers
Order your men with authority but keep a humble heart
Picture your goals, make vivid your plans and charge!
Quietly accept defeat and learn from mistakes but keep charging.
Respect everyone for what they are, even your subordinates.
Stay on course, veer only when necessary but be wary of time
Teach and learn from teaching 
Ultimately, be the master of your time…
Vanguard of your wishes and hopes…
Winner of your struggles…
Xenagogue of lost souls…
Yoke of dependence and comfort
Zealot of faith and love.

Copyright © Alex Conrad Seno | Year Posted 2009

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Antwan

Antwan you are the love of my life 
You came into my life six years ago
I love you more now then I ever did 

Each day that comes I fall in love with you all over again 
You are the men of my dreams
You are the father of my son

Antwan you are the man that I am going to get married to
You make me feel so free and sexy
When you are near me I feel like I can be anything I wanna be

Antwan you are my best friend 
when I am down you are all ways there for me when I need you
We had our ups and down but we are still together

The love I have for you is forever
I hope you feel the some way but I know you do
Let me love you the way you need to be loved

Antwan I need you and I want you 
I want to lay next to every night and wake up next to you in the morning
Being with you is wonderful and amazing

When I am Kissing you it feels so right
When you hold me I feel so safe in your arms
You make me happy 

Antwan you are like 1,000,000 scoops of  vanilla ice cream I have to have more
God had sent you to me for a reason and the reason is that I was look for 
someone like you.
God told me that your the one for me and that I need you to keep you in my life
I love you so much
Antwan Thank you for loving me the way you do.
Vanessa Brown-Woodberry

For The Man I Love Antwan Woodberry




  



Copyright © Vanessa Brown | Year Posted 2006

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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 | Year Posted 2012

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(ABC) Devotion

All beliefs can defeat evil forces
Greatly healing individuals
Joining kindness, love
Many now owning passions
Quoting realistic sacrament
Taking ultimate victory
With Xanadu yielding zest

Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2010

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HONOUR YOUR PARENTS

Today's children,
honor your parents
to enjoy the world's joy.

Love your parents,
as you love your selves,
our parents are  our life,
the source of every thing.

Copyright © Sekitto kisakye | Year Posted 2007

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GENOCIDE

King of sex,
the third gender
or hermaphrodite,
half male, half female,
existing on margin,
beheads the creator
to propitiate the deity of destruction,
starts a genocide
to create a new model,
new world, sexless, moonless
sunless.

How could you remain normal
when you were being robbed of every myth,
every truth?
And you were walking under the guilty sky
unmindful of the pouncing, long legged tarentulas
to bite off your elements?
All of your tongue?
And the heat will give up the slaughtered spring
dried up in eternal shade?
Within the memory will lie the pain
of million years?


SATISH VERMA

Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2008

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When life gets hard

When life get hard 
When life get hard, just don't quit 
It's a part of life sometimes she's a bish
Quitters never win and winners never quit 
If you fall down try your best to get up quick.
When life gets hard, just don't quit 
Life is tough sometimes like an unstoppable truck people make up lies just because, 
When life gets hard, just don't quit my life is harder then a bitch and I try and not complain cause I was taken care of as a kid thought very well on how to survive this shit sometimes life is like a tunnel with the light at the end and that just let you know that the darkness will end just give it some time stay focus my friend if you wear a fake smile them trails go away well on the outside anyway  but the conflict wits self so it's no one bunnies anyway when life get hard 
,just don't quit push through all the hard times just don't quit quitters never win and winners never quit

Copyright © Jordan Hedgepeth | Year Posted 2015

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What Fear Fed On

Fear
The venom that rains
Got you
Drowning
In the desert
And a spirit
Weak in brevity
Strong but unbelieving
That’s what fear fed on
Fear fed on you

Society cuts
Flying wings
As to drain
The courageous soul
Of its hope
And then
People die
Rich with power
Power they never used
That’s what fear fed on
Fear fed on you

I see plain pain
In your eyes
Hurt laughing at you
You’re afraid
To ever love again
Because your past
Caused you wounds
So you walk agape
Running
In a cold escape
That’s what fear fed on
Fear fed on you

I see your dried tears
Inscribed
On your broken face
But a determination
You’ve been robbed of
That’s what fear fed on
Fear fed on you

So will you
Forever sulk
Forever your conscience bulk
In a pessimist bask?

Or will you
Your mantle take
And fear forever shake
For you live dead
When fear drives your head

That’s what fear fed on
Fear fed on you

Copyright © Eric Otieno Rixpoet | Year Posted 2012

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Epicurus Apiculus (Conversation with Aristippus)

You must follow 
Follow whom?
One who knows!
Knows what?
The chief end of life! 
Where does it lie?
In the now!
In what does it lie? 
In pleasure! 
That, may be a lie?

Copyright © oliver Okoli | Year Posted 2006

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Life is an Adjustment

Life is an Adjustment


Sometimes you gain something
Something you sacrifice for someone
this principle of gain and sacrifice
comes in the life on every segment

      Because life is an adjustment

You don't get always
the things you desire for
Along with every desire
There comes the substitute ‘OR'

   You have to makeup
   with whatever you get
   show love even to those people 
   whom you actually hate

You have to adjust
in all the situations
Keep a smile on the face 
Even in critical conditions.
      
     The things around you
     may not be as per your demand
     That is how life goes on
     where you have to obey others command 


Tears and sadness
are more than the happy
and joyful moments
even then you have to adjust with them

      Because life is an adjustment

Copyright © Prasad Korade | Year Posted 2013

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Can't Let Go

There seems to be
A battle going on inside of me
All of the uncertainty
Is what is scaring me
I’m stuck between here and where I want to be
All because I let my addiction to him
Take control of me
He feels like heaven
But burns like hell
I swear he has me under a spell
It’s so intense
The way I feel
I question if it’s really real

My mind and my heart
Are tearing me a part
When it comes to Joe
I just don’t want to let him go
Sometimes he makes me so sad
But I never seem to stay mad
When I see his face
All that was done is immediately erased

I fight to hold on
Because it feels good
And I fight to let go
Cause I know that I should

But only because he’s not mine
But maybe that will change in time

I’m all about him now
There’s no hesitation
Just wish we had better communication
Sometimes I’m unsure what he’s looking for
No pressure here
Not asking for more
I just don’t want him to walk out the door


I don’t know the future
I cannot foresee
Just hope he always stays close to me

Copyright © A M Colantonio | Year Posted 2014

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you dont know

People think they know you but truth is no one really knows the true you. People always say they know me but do they really? Know one knows the true real me only I know all my secrets and the things I hide and know when I am hiding my emotions. You look at some one and judge them just by the way they look or talk and dress, but do you really know what is going on? People judge me all the time for how I look, how I dress, how I talk, how I act towards people. You can’t just judge some one when you first meet or see them. Why is it that people judge each other? If you just judge people and not get to see the real them you might just miss out on a nice person. Yes I judge people but I at least give them a chance to prove my judgment wrong.

Copyright © diann guillen | Year Posted 2012

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WILL YOU MARRY ME ?

Sky weeps, I was collecting clouds
from stillness of the sea.
A snake again wants to kiss,
I am learning to die
in arms of spiral mirrors.

Cannot forgot the cheating of umbrellas.
The stings, the twists, the hollow breads.
Foams are submitting the  venoms
on golden plates.
I grieve for the dignity of a hangman.

The retreat leaves the blood
on the stones. My house was burning.
Will you marry me ? I ask the dew
sitting on the grass. Don’t go
back to the sun.

A relentless bucket fills up, again
I am  watching at  the moon.
The icy sand, the fire, the heat.
Flowers will hunt the thorns
at rooftops of sleep.

SATISH VERMA

Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2008

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THE FORTRESS OF LOVE

THE FORTRESS OF LOVE


Every marriage has its bumps in the road
And they can pop up at any time.
We must learn to navigate them safely 
With fairness, faith and open mind.

No matter how far in your marriage you’ve gone
The highway of love has its rules.
The excitement of sex, trust and affection
Never tolerates self-serving fools.

They say marriages are made in heaven,
But so are tornadoes, lighting and thunder.
Cold hearts and hot heads never solve anything
They just destroy what we love by blunder.

 Boredom, frustration, irritations and anger
 Douse the spark between you and your mate.
 More of the same fails to feed love’s flame
 Till you wake up to find it’s too late

Human touch sustains the release of endorphins
For both the giver and receiver.
Never be afraid to hug your partner.
For the language of touch is a reliever.

Always remember to support your spouse
When times of dilemma arise.
The fortress of love will sustain your marriage 
If you speak less and listen more, you’re wise.

By Tom Zart












Copyright © Tom Zart | Year Posted 2007

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OF A VIRGIN GOD

Partly clad
full moon
was taking a bath on hills.
Trees were waiting
for the curtains to rise.

Scented stars would make
giant scars on the clouds,
I would make peace with the sky.
Lids of human greed were laden
with golden dust, I was hoisting the skull.

Of a virgin god who did not
want to live for the blotched up creation.
The decline was obvious. Truth 
had refused to climb
on the sky-blue, salted peaks of springs.

Body had arrived,
mourners quietly wailing.
Gouged eyes could not decipher
the script on the halved pyramid.
Sun was sucking the clay.


 
SATISH VERMA

Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2008

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A Glimpse In A Life

A Glimpse In A Life
By James Hackett Jr


Grasping Sand
The harder i try to reach you, the gap seems to expand.
Its like grasping at sand the harder I squeeze the more slips through.
I do not know if its the difference in times journey that made me a different man.
Or the course of your life that wants to push me to another plan.
I know loves there but it feels like there has never been a visible stance.
I wish I could know what you know just a quick glance.
A memory of us that makes you smile but thats for you.
Just know I have plenty and its the reason I can still stand.
That is why I will never ask to you change because I know I am just grasping at sand.

The Demons I Hide
We all have demons, 
We all have lied,
Its those of us that hide for pride or shame,
That push on others when we are to blame.
I am that man it be wrong to say,
to cast a stone any other way.
Still the question remains,
with out these demons called pain,
Could you appreciate the cool breeze before a midnight rain?
Would love feel so sweet if never burned by its flame?
Don't hide from your demons embrace them.
Walk through the dark and do not faulter.
Pray if you need but know the light of forgiveness is your alter.

Your Eyes
The first time we met we were kids faulty and arragant.
Maybe me more than you cause I never knew love.
That kind of love that hits deep and fast like meteor when something crosses its path.
It wasn't your beauty 
It wasnt your smile
I got lost in your eyes
Like an emerald maze of denile
I knew then what I wanted but felt in my heart I was not your aisle.
So we grew up and grew apart but never forgot my desire 
to look into to those green eyes of fire
and tell you I love you and it will never extinguish or expire.

A Walk With Death
I never thought so early so young.
I would sit across from you and talk about the things I had done.
I didnt fear you but felt your icey embrace as you took color from my face.
I figured we would just leave and that would be the end of my race.
My dreams my amitions gone without a trace.
Instead you warned me of those who had arranged are date.
Then took me on a stroll through time and through space.
I saw those I left behind and the things they would never hear me say.
Abruptly you asked me is this really how you want to leave in place.
Then I shook my head no embarressed and ashamed you smiled and laughed.
Then you understand, know this was never your path.
We all fall and lose are way, some hit harder than others                                                                     
you took it to the lowest summit on the lowest plain
As I wondered if this was the true Death's face.
He said remember this moment and learn to walk away.
A moment of warmth and light in my eyes to look up and see my mother.
I finally Understand why.

Music Is Life
To me music is life.
It binds and shares it connects in ways not seen by any eyes
Its an expression of the soul 
Or an escape to a world where you find peace and control
It heals wounds and grants courage
motivates in face of determint
Music is the wind that calms the body
The pill that relaxes the mind 
It needs no words nor reason to bind
masses of people who would never lend a hand or a dime
come together to celebrate our greatest acheivement
the ability for all creeds to stand together fell it and believe it.

Family
Family isnt bound by blood 
Family is bound by love
Its not shared through drugs
created through kisses and hugs
Family is the ability to love
To stand by a brother
when the things get rough
or lend a shoulder 
when the world is to tough
Family never asks
Because Family already knows
Family will always be there 
when those who claim to to stand toe
leave at the first moment the they think they know
a better oppertunity to find a better tree for their ivy to grow

The Mirror
Looking in the mirror I see the story of my life
The times when I was young fighting for my bike
My first kiss 
My first miss
The first time I thought I was going some where great
And the first time I fought to pick myself up after i failed
Times when I couldnt bear it and wanted it to break
Then found the strength to put it back together                                                                                       
After forgiving the shatered pieces of my long going mistakes
Now the mirror is a reminder of of where Ive been but also where im going
once it was a boy looking back laughing and gloating
now its a man who has traveled along road back to it to see where he is going.

Worst Enemie
I am my worst enemie like most im not special.
The struggle is a daily battle between me and him.
But where some look at it as a burden I look to it as a strength.
He is my rival he helps me grow.
Not all battles are one but prgress still shows.
It took time I wasnt always in control.
I have the scars to prove as a reminder to never forget what I know.
Im caring
He is selfesh
Im sharing
He is relentless
He has strengths that I dont have but he doesnt have restraint.
I have strengths he doesnt have but lack the curage to mantain.
We are one and through time are battles have taught us to trust in in each other.
There has always been struggle in out hearts but that is because in my opinion we fight who we are to be who we want people to see and this is what causes us interturmoil.
Dont lose yourself to the world but lose the battle inside.
We only lose when we stop fighting and I will never stop.

Copyright © James Hackett Jr | Year Posted 2016

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Why!

I was there 
On my way to Laflin when the 55th and Garfield bus slowed down.
He should have been passed out from excitement like other 10 year olds playing 
football in vacant lots,basketball in streets, and baseball with wooden sticks.
Instead on his way to gas station 
collar bone caught bullet like a bleeding brown mitt.
He never made it to first base safe, he never made it home.

I sat there in blue and black CTA  seats 
and I wished he was struck by a
be-be, paint ball, or tranquilizer gun
but no they simply snatched back cocked metal and released.

He lied there surrounded
face had grazed grass
and when his mother saw him she wished she could resist what purples saw.
cross-fire whiplash
punctured neck
with a certificate to prove his end.

She pawed at his white outline 
pleading he would breath life, but when i didn't she wept.

I was restricted to step off bus and on to pavement,
so i had to let my eyes listen 
to how blue lights and smudged tears didn't compliment the tragedy.

I mean I was stuck to scene because of the caution tape 
and the ambulance
and the way his stretcher jumped as he was being taken to the morgue.

Pedestrians though it was over until they fled like that little boys mother when she 
heard her sons blood had been scrambled on the boulevard.
Police mans knees blasted to chest as they chased for blocks ones who failed to 
follow: THOU SHALL NOT KILL!

I kept riding past Halsted then on to Racine finally came to Laflin stepped off bus, 
looked at the bullet whole in the street sign then asked 
what is the purpose of you holding hand high and think u have the right to kill.

Rebecca Johnson

Copyright © Rebecca Johnson | Year Posted 2007

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Roses between the thorns

Love
I know you well.
You blossom like the rose between the thorns.
The people don’t know,
They don't live like me.
They complain because the roses have thorns

Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved

Copyright © Constantinos Grigoriadis | Year Posted 2007

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Where'd The Time Go

	 
Why the hell am I here? I don't feel I am, HELLO!!? HELLO?!! I'm right here, can you hear me? I'm right here speaking to you! Can't you see me? I'm right here! Don't look away when i'm ****in talkin to you!! It's like you don't even ****in see me when I speak, like all I am is a dust you'd blow away in the wind. I'm dematerializing!! 

Don't you realize when I look in your ****in eyes all I see are lies and betrayol?! You ****in failed.. I failed! What are you talking about? What am I talking about? Am I talking to myself? No, that's not possible!! HELLO!!? HELLO?!! Can you hear me???!!! I'm right ****ing here!!!! Why aren't you answering? Why are you looking right through me, as if I don't exist? Can't you ****ing see me? As you stand there in front of me and pull your hair out I scream in silence trying to hold on but you're slowly slipping away.... 

I try to wipe the tears from my eyes, seems like the more I wipe, the more I cry blood. Wait, my tears are blood? I look to your face, my eyes quickly meet yours.. Your tears are blood.. I search your body with my eyes only to find the exact markings as mine on your body. Why.. How can you have the same tattoo's, same cut marks?? What's going on? Someone please explain!!

 Are you me? No, this can't be; She has soft silky grey hair.. beautiful smooth skin and icy blye eyes, the kind that's piercing and empty. I get pulled closer to you as if your body is sucking the soul from me. Our hearts collide as we become one... 

I can't beleive this shit.. It's me.. You're me.. I'm me.. How did I get so old so fast? This shit's crazy and i'll never understand why I was put here but life's too short to ponder.. 
		       WHERE THE **** DID THE TIME GO???!!!

Copyright © Stacy Noneya | Year Posted 2012

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Live your life

Are we even human?
And are we really real
Cause we’ve been cursed so many times
That we forget how it feels like to feel
We strive,
Fight,
And try to get rich,
And as the day goes by,
We just grow old,
Cold,
And hard hearted.
Forgetting life’s for the living,
Cause we never live it.
Action speaks louder than words they say,
Yet so far, we’ve done nothing but talk.
We paint pictures of a perfect world,
In our words,
Which is nothing but distorted.
Later in life,
We try to hide all our lies from behind,
As a little girl cries
“I’m alive, I’m alive”
Can’t believe I’m breathing,
See, every time I hear you scream
On a screen,
Imma quickly get to leaving,
How can I eat when I watch her bleeding?
How can I turn the heat on my heater when I watch her freezing?
So if I hear her scream once more,
Imma hold my breath,
Close my eyes,
And pretend I’m leaving,
Then pray to the Almighty she doesn’t die.
No matter how bad your life seems,
Believe me,
Someone wishes he lived it,
So live your life,
Cause life is for the living,
So live it,
Or you’re better off dead.

Copyright © Mubarak Adeola | Year Posted 2014

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Deception

The smell of a delicate rose That scrapes a nose Flowers in Spring With a smell so obscene A taste of chocolate cake Causing a face to break It's like a walk on a cool beach That scorches the feet It can be just a step in warm water That freezes to ice Or a deserted Island That's no longer paradise Deception in love and life Is like getting married, to find no husband or wife It's a heart that loves unconditionally But is smashed so brutally A trusting heart, that's a beast in size Only 2 be beaten down, by tiny lies It's a deceptive shower in the month of May When all hoped for, was a brighter day Like freezing snow on a night of June When summer ended so very soon Swimming with dolphins, with no care Then spotting a shark there Like waiting Winter, each December And find out it's not coming, or didn't remember Deception has no regard for anyone or any things It destroys like a hurricane, then sings

Copyright © Kayla Bateaste | Year Posted 2012

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Time and Immortal

As I sit here,
time flys by.
I look above,
toward the sky.
And then the lightning strikes
And the dreadful angels cry.

On this night,
my valentine,
we will die,
slowly in each others arms.

And the wounds will heal
and the tears that will fall
will be nothing at all.

And then we will lay under
the ground, lovers in the
darkness until death do us part.

Then my lovely valentine
we will be forever immortal.

Copyright © Paige Brackins | Year Posted 2007

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A Thin Line

I love you; I hate you
Jealousy is not the cause
Killing you wouldn’t justify
Lustfully breaking the laws

The third line is not an option

Copyright © Stacy Stiles | Year Posted 2007

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Party Frenzy.

Another bash 

   Careening dancers emerge

Frenzied

           Gyrating haplessly into jigs

                                                  kilts lifting

                     Maurice nods

                               Ormond poised  queerly 

Rocking
                   stretching 

                  Tim under vintage wiles 

                                                 Xavier  yawning  zzs.

Copyright © Margaret Okubo | Year Posted 2007

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Mythology And Image

By every image spoken, 
her mind and heart were broken; 
the given and the taken 
sought their grave for things forsaken. 

Belief and dream dissolving 
to a point beyond resolving, 
sinking painful instants after 
in a hiss of serpent laughter. 

Mythology sent packing, 
fading image grey and lacking; 
wasted time drained in seclusion, 
mourned the rag and bone illusion. 

What a fool, somehow believing 
in the words, denied deceiving; 
now alone with smiles resigned, 
her orphaned love, no home to find.

Copyright © Tony Bush | Year Posted 2005

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Life is to short

Life it's self, is to short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people around you who treat you right and forget the people who don't. Be there for others but don't leave your self behind. Life isn't a open book, you just gave to keep going on a Journey, like there's no tomorrow, so keep living life, like theres the last star in the sky shining just for you, so keep living life to the fullest. 

Copyright © Julie Mckoon | Year Posted 2016