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I Am Not Afraid

      On the day the Lord calls me home I will not be 
afraid as I know He loves us one and all and to this
earth we are only on loan
      We have spent all our lives here with family and 
friends and so we leave this earth to go home to be 
with our Lord and our family and friends who have
gone home to Heaven before us
       And so our lives go full circle as the Lord sent us 
down from Heaven to accomplish the things He wants 
us to do here on earth and as we complete this we will 
be called back home to heaven to live forevermore
       I am not afraid as I patiently wait for my call to 
enter the Kingdom Of Heaven where I will wait for my 
family and friends to come home and be with our Lord
forevermore.


Poems Of Inspiration (OLD) Contest 
Sponsor: P.D.
7th Place Winner


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Stormy Heart

Alone in loneliness Amid forever nights And these four walls In faint, whisper soft your name I beg out loud to the nothingness that remains "Please not another nightmare, no more storms" But, answers are merely glimpses of light From lightening... Filtering through the pane Empty sheets... Cast empty shadows on the wall Of places where you used to be Eyes wide open Now asleep, afraid I am to fall Trapped within this never ending dream I cling to all the memories that I have Spinning me closer to where you were, in parallel on the edge The thoughts, like imaginary rubble, comes tumbling passed A fire for you still burning inside Why can’t I let go of the tragedies last And silence your unrescued suicidal screams Or is it only the rain falling faster as it taps harder, and harder upon the glass Or is it of your wandering spirit Mockingly knocking? Haunting with its vindications Of "why’s" I can never seem to grasp All this amidst lost stares into black windows Where gutters overrunning, burdened by the strains And I swear I see your reflection Among the flashes, tracing out illuminations about your face And for the first time You are noticeably absent of all the worldly pains And your lips releasing out a comfort that for so long I've been seeking As I hear the words echo within my stormy heart "That where you are everything is okay"


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MY VILLANELLE

I want to learn to live before I die
To glimpse the light that makes my vision clear
To see the truth that lies within the lie.

I freely put the questions ‘how?’ and ‘why?’
And seek the face unknown in darkest fear.
I want to learn to live before I die.

The days and years stream swiftly swiftly by
In shimmering illusions cherished dear
Despite the truth that lies within the lie.

I found my hand in yours, so you and I
Gave each our vows, impassioned, young, sincere.
I want to learn to live before I die.

The teachers teach, the prophets prophesy
But miss the mystic rhythms of the sphere
Nor see the truth that lies within the lie;

Pure-hearted self; I sense a higher cry
To never leave the far yet love the near.
I want to learn to live before I die
To see the truth that lies within the lie.


– Harley White

(March – 1994)


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Consume Me

Reveled in ancient times, words escape from the crevices of nature
Through soils that many have tread
The living and the dead
Eat everything and take a great big look
Something is waiting for you—someone is there for you
The history of mankind will not tell you otherwise
The vines of truth and peace surround your being
You are something new and true
And the words are willingly fleeing from my grasp
Life is a spinning top—it spins as long as you keep it going
Manmade trinkets are concepts of lives untold
Objects hold energy that are more powerful than mere words
The feeling behind the whole of it all is all too satisfying
Listen to the breeze
It whispers riddles that lift the spirits of the deep
I can hear it calling
Can you?
Humanity has closed its breadth of hearing
But they can always reopen!
Consume me—let the fires of your passion envelope me
I want to know everything I can before I leave this world behind
I want the living and the dead to be satisfied in luxuries
Luxuries of love, appetite, desire and cool water fire
There is a secret rhythmic chord in every brain
You must accept yourself
You must accept your surroundings
Let them curl all around you—let your heart turn from serpentine to
Clear fluid
Consume the waters
Consume me
Before the worms in the soil soak in what is rightfully yours
The earth will be your companion
Engorge what you may . . . but respect


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Follow

Our lives produce such struggles
to which we must rise!
And often we find places
that from which we would run and hide.
But just remember that Your choice
will bring the happiness you seek... 
Just Be the Brave one you wish
The one you still want to be.

For I am here to catch you,
to help and see you through,
within your dreams or trials of life;
whether on mountain or cliff
whichever weso choose to climb.  
 
Remember this as you feel you are sinking.
or slipping from the walls you've been clinging.
The climb may tire the muscles 
as we reach for the top,  
and make us weaker in our strength
while we try to here hang on.

But if we just let go,
and trust the our heart to know what's right
we will never  be led to far away;
Though even trodding in the night.
 
And do not fear the way back down!
For how many birds fly, 
when still nested on the Ground.

And if, by chance,
your wings you fail to find...
From your fall I'll catch you, 
and lead you on through time.
 
For how many learn to open there wings
whilst the mud stayed fixated about their feet.  
The Winds of the sky need your wings to catch, 
to fly you to the heavens
where the angels await you to meet,
and lead you to that better place.
A place we can not even dream.

So with the lightest breeze 
they will teach us how to soar...
and lift us from our agony and woe.
Thus ending the anguish
as your wings fill there up.
to fly with them forever more. 

The Ground is not safe nor is the air, 
but what life would we live 
if we never did dare.
Where angels fear
and devils are faint...
If Love durst not 
then forever must then wait.
 
I remember the story 
of two who fell in love... 
His name became his enemy, 
and He o'er her family
She did make that choice.
 
I would be that Romeo, 
say you my Juliet...
And with you in my arms 
I would die once more again. 
With you I would cast off the sins,
an choose to hold you in the end.
 
When together,two become one,
Star crossed lovers 
can find the peace of each others arms. 
when as one we will fly,
Into that bitterless sky.


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There is a place

There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. 

This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .

This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .

It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For  the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No  one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .

 money holds no value ,  Where you live , what you own,  has no significance here .

You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . 
Hate will be shed at the door light a old jacket of no use. 

There is a place of beauty and  Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .


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My Micke boys

                To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

        I have been blessed with 4  Grandchildren

       ~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb "  He is God's Angel ~
   ~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~

     For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
       he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
      ~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
 
              Time passed another gift to see
               we are " Mickes" and Loved 
            Our Dad held the title in Baseball 
                   ~  that's how we roll ~
           those children are Grandmas hero's 

       The Irish they love big and Family is everything 
        The brothers will protect the beautiful sister 
              ~ as many lads will be calling ~

        Every time my Grandson hits a home run
     There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand 

       It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs 
           ~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
     either baseball or Art  ~ you shall find your gift given

                These children have been blessed~
                 ~  a beauty to hard to describe 
        If you think not ~~  Take a look at the Mom  
                     That girl can stop Traffic   
                    after raising three and still~ 

          "Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "

     May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell


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A Soul Awakened

She is the muse to her own sorrow; She is the digger of her grave. She is the painter of her ocean view and every fatal wave. She is the shadow of her Father; She is the darkness in your sight. She is the night without the stars surrounding pale moonlight. She is the music with no words; She is sweet love without the reason. She is your dreamer with submission cold by warmth with every season. She is your pet with cold intentions; She is your baby scared and shaken. She is the bold and pure- the lost and found, She is a soul awakened.


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Tea is Served

In a lovely corner of her garden, 
 a trellis was curled with rose climbing vines,
  and something enchanting, had been designed, 
     from an ordinary day on a warm afternoon.

Tea would be served, with her large knuckled hands, 
to a bouquet of her friends, and some neighbors of mine,
by the most gentile’ lady, I have ever known…

She made it seem like days of old, when decorum was in fashion, 
      before composure, and poise,.. had become scorned and cold
          where propriety still mattered, as precious as gold.
                                                      ~
Lilting voices would chatter like the birds on the wing.
Ringing with laughter,  across fragrant grass, 
Flower frocked ladies, around a few scattered tables. 
Linens and laces, under ashes and maples.
Silver coifed hairdos, with apple cheeked faces, 

                    And me?   There I'd sip.... quite out of my place... 
                      watching it all, from the cool dappled shade.
                                                      ~
There were delightful surprises to meet the eye…
Delicate confections, cucumber sandwiches,
made by her hand, just for the occasion.
Fragrant branches, covering the veranda.…
Rose petal blossoms, painted on china.  
The most beautiful tea set, oh, how divine it was! 
Envious eyes, covetously pined for it!

She wore a floppy garden hat, a dress of mauve, and there she sat.
Her weathered skin, her cheeks of rouge... a smile to love,...you would have too,...
She had lived a war, and more than one.....iron strong, a generous heart
Knowing eyes, and sparkling wit, 
She would hold your hand in hers and smile,... listen well, of that I'm sure
  and then would sip and chat awhile, of this and that…
                                                         and you would learn of love somehow
                                                      ~

I sipped my tea, and watched it all, and never thought of future things. ~

For now I sit here all alone…the chatter gone, the birds have flown.
Where once her charm, her love of life
the grand old ways, have slipped away…gone are those days, she loved so well.

Soon after, in the autumn chill…when word soon spread that she was ill 
      I was away, and never knew.….I hope, oh Lord, she was not alone ….

And looking back …I think of that….. and how strange the fact….. how odd it is…..
that something owned by someone grand, a china cup, so delicate, 
                                                                                 so fragile in the hand,
can last beyond the grave...intact,….
                    although a dear, enchanting friend, her life would have to end…..

                                                     ~ ~


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For Contest Sponsored by Just Archaic Poet:  Song choice- "Tea For Two"


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Truth

Men say there are no absolute truths...

The Truth
Man can govern himself. He just doesn’t have the ability to do this successfully.

The Truth
There is one God. He has a name. He has a son. Their names are different.

The Truth
When you die, you are dead - not ghosts. It is that simple. That’s it, for now…

The Truth
Even though humans die, we were never meant to. We were designed for a time 
without end.

The Truth
The most circulated book in the history of Man must be more than a “book.”

The Truth
Happiness can be attained, even in a completely miserable place.

The Truth
There is no such place as a fiery Hell of torment, except in pagan mythology.

The Truth
There is a Heaven. However, its purpose is not what you think.

The Truth
The meek shall inherit the Earth.

The Truth...
...is not that far from you.


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The longest conversation

I forgot Him who stood by me all this time
Now with nothing left I go back to Him
And He soothes me with a soft hand
Strokes my hair tells me its all about to end
My pain  my guilt its Him who's left
He tells me its a choice I have to make
Death is always an option never self imposed
He told me He is not cruel, He loves me a lot
When I cry in the corner , He wipes my tears
Life might be unfair , but death is not
A new beginning is all what I want
He told me I have never let go of faith
Even when I sinned or betrayed
He sighed when I made mistakes
He smiled at the lessons learned
He looked at me when I looked away
He was there to talk when no one was
He saved me from so much that could have gone wrong
I drifted away , He brought me back
He showed me the way , when I was lost
He trusted me but I trusted no one
Now when I gave up He came to me again
I looked for everyone , never thought its Him
Asked Him , how did I find you?
He said I am amongst those pieces of your broken heart
I was shocked , you were here all this time?
Yes I was always in your beating heart
I felt the pain more than you did
Every time you cried, i was crying with you
Did they realize they stabbed me when they hurt this heart
It bleeds with my pain and some of yours
We are one maryam, all hearts combined
Man will never realize , its the same for all of us
You have to keep breaking your heart to discover me
You look astonished , is it hard to believe?
I replied , you dwell in the heart and I have hurt some too
Yes , I felt that more than they did boo
I am sorry , I don't know why you are still with me
Because I can't let you go , you are a part of me
He said , man is guilty but how soon he forgets
I love all , more than a mother who begets
You are scared of hell, is that why you pray?
The fire is more powerful, then the love I display?
You have been given free will to perceive
Fear of my brutality is not what I need
They think I'm unfair , ruthless and cruel
some scared to say , I know , I made you fool
You've made your own ways of getting close to me
Everyway I adore , I acknowledge everything you do
Universe is love , not some punishment and rules
Believe that I am, and the truth appears to you
If I wanted slaves, I would give you no will
Man is made to discover , man is made to choose
I listen and I watch , I never let you go
You are so dear to me,every unique soul
So its your decision now, come see more
Death is just the beginning of what you really are


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Night Of Awakening

I fear the night
Never to wake in mornings light
To see your face one last time
To hear your voice that is so divine
Reaching out to touch your hand
You entwine our fingers and understand
With love as strong as ours, it's hard to say goodbye
We wipe a tear from each others eye
Slipping into the endless dark
An adventure I must embark
Waking in mornings light
Knowing it was just a dream, everything is alright
Forever together we will be
Forever and Ever, you and me


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David

David, you mean the very world to me and more
Can you forgive me?
You brighten my days when I am low and dead
And you listen—you always are there to listen
Bearing all things, you let me cry on your shoulder
You comforted me when I was scared to death
Of the demons…always watching…you were there
Watching over me, scaring them away from me
You save me by being alive and who you are, David
Without you, I would fall apart and shrivel into shame
Because there are few that listen—few that listen
You draw the poisons of my pain clear out
And you let them sink into your own skin
You swallowed my poison instead of spitting it out
I let you drown, David—forgive me…I let you drown
I’m selfish and rude, and I always ignore you
And for ever doing that, I hate myself
Seeing you in your last moments…woke me up
I’ve been a selfish bastard and I hate me
For never giving you enough love

David you are everything to us all and more
Do you hear me?
You are so uplifting to all of those around you 
You are selfless—so incredibly selfless
And in the silence you lifted me high with praise
Because I knew you would always be the one to give it
Never was there a day that you didn’t believe in me
Even when in darkness have I buried you in all matters of sin
Your light blinds the demonic rust...your light always shining
Never leaving me in the dust but never expecting the same back
And I never saved you! From all the loneliness
I never thought of you! I was so selfish
I will never let you go again—I will fight for your glory
You are amazing in every way
Far braver and brighter than I have ever dreamed to be
I let you down this time, David…I cried for your life
But now I ask for your forgiveness
Seeing you being taken away…crushed me to the marrow
I’ve never hated myself more than tonight
But I will never, ever say goodbye

*for my little brother, David William Breidenthal - I would love for you guys to read some of his poetry. He is a brilliant kid. And he’s been having some tough times. Thanks. *


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Whispers

I once heard a saying,
that the happiest people are the saddest
Shining because they’ve seen the darkest
Like the lotus that grows out of mud
Or the rotting stump that bears a bud..

You never know what troubles the mind
So be careful with words unkind
The glowing person just beside you
Could be a crumbling ruin behind the hairdo
 Most people struggle everyday
Souls burdened with decay..

I guess it takes a lot of courage
To act normal with that damage
Hard to believe that under the surface
Lives a soul with no purpose
A cry for help won’t be any crisper
Listen to the their inner whisper..


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Love Song

Here’s what I’m thinking now 
at the end of the world: 

There are no atheists in foxholes— 
no theists in politics. 
If knowledge is power, 
and power corrupts, 
then why did I bother reading you, Cicero? 

Does it matter that I didn't’t love you? 
Would it have mattered if I did? 

There’s a poetry reading tonight 
whence I’I'll chide other poets 
who don’t sit alone. 
I won’t bring up death 
but I might have to breathe, 
even into a mike 
and mouth lines to get a snap or a boo 
maybe even a wince or two. 

Just maybe I’I'll talk about love 
and how following your heart is like following a dog— 
it only leads to vittles and (female dogs). 
But how many times have I used that line 
since the story I wrote about you, 
a witty and sexy and fictional you? 
Most likely I’I'll read something tonight about you. 

I won’t recite it from memory 
because I don’t think about you that much anymore, 
not even when I search for my socks in your drawer 
or when I put on the scratchy sweaters you give me, 
horizontally striped to bring out my eyes? 

I don’t remember your eyes 
except they are blue. 
And I don’t remember you, 
not even when I smell cucumber and apple, 
not even when I sleep on my side of the bed 
or when you walk through the door 
happy to see me; 
even then I don’t remember you. 
Does it matter that I don’t love you? 
Would it have mattered if I did? 

How about a few one-liners 
for the end of days?— 

Depression is self-awareness, 
which you’d know if you were; 
I need Ritalin to listen to you, 
Lithium to hug you, 
Viagra to feel you, 
and Valium to sleep. 

All you need 
is me standing there, waiting at home 
with turns of phrase and word plays 
telling you about why I hate Ayn Rand 
but want to buy as much as I can 
and how I love celebrity gossip 
and detest poetry slams 
and find rhyming trite 
except when I am. 

Hypocrites can still be right, 
which you do understand 
because you nod at my nonsense 
about fighting the man. 

But now, at the end of all things— 
I’m speechless and witless and pointlessly well-read, 
and you’re just sitting there, smiling 
asking me to pass the bread.


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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


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So

So
WLM
Wilncrazy555
May 10, 2011

I love you so 
And in this lifetime you will never know
The love in my heart 
Has been there from the start
The first time on metrodate
The site of our union
We always had our ups and downs
But we weathered through the obstacles
To where we are today
And each day from here forward
Until the precious Lord takes me away
To the place of glory and contentment
But even in Heaven I will be
Watching over you and guiding you
To find the perfect image of me
To carry on the traditions of glorious marriage
Which you will not be deprived of 
While you are still young and beautiful
Which will never change?
For you beauty is endless to mine eyes
For the time being while I am still with you
I will always love, honor, and cherish
Beyond imagination and comprehension
You are my queen and the mother of my children 
Who will grow into the years? 
From youth to adulthood
Knowing they have always been loved
To the fullest extent imaginable
From this day forward
I pray these things in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost
Amen

Chorus
Our father is always there
He knows in our hearts what we need
He guides us in our daily lives
Our father he will always be


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The Light

~The Light~

I remember the first time
 Voices in my head getting way too loud
Just a little girl unable to enjoy the world around me
I thought there was no way out
Almost took the easy way out
Then I saw something shining at the end of a long dark tunnel
It gave me hope
A reason to believe
As long as I kept my focus on

~The Light~

Thirteen and so very young
Afraid to tell a soul
About the demons in my head
I thought that I had to deal with them 
For myself by myself
Until I slipped and told a friend
Finding out she heard them sometimes too
Helped me feel a little better
It is just too bad she never had a chance to see
Brightness at the end of her tunnel
After she moved away
She just gave up 
Walking away from 

~The Light	~

I felt so bad 
Yet I managed to hide the pain
I always felt inside
Even in my darkest hours
With many attempts behind me 
I kept hoping to see

~The Light~

It is beautiful to see how a family can rescue 
Their fallen 
Just not giving up
Always feeling their unconditional love 
Knowing they were there
It all helped me walk out of that dark tunnel
Embracing

~The Light~

Now I firmly believe it is possible
For the most troubled soul
To find a way out
Without taking the easy way
With love and support
I know you can do it too
As you go through life’s journey
Wherever it may take you 
Always remember to look for and 
Embrace 

~The Light	~

By: Jean Shular


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My Bride of the Black Dress

My bride of the black dress,
Come to me my dear,
Take my hand and kiss me,
My beloved bride,
Soon the wedding will start,
And we shall be wed,
Now wait for me,
Wait for me,
My love is never ending,
Your deathly white skin,
And boney arms are beautiful to me,
So wait for me my bride,
I shall join you soon enough,
But first let me remove this dagger from your heart,
My beautiful bride of the black dress,
Our heaven awaits.


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Rose

Love, Hate, Life, Death,
The Rose is all of them enmeshed.
The blossom of Admiration grows,
As do the hateful thorns of Rose.
Accompanied by Spring in Life,
It follows the casket in death and strife.


Details | I do not know? | |

my mother

	MY MOTHER
I dedicate this poem to my beloved mother

I miss you mum, I miss you
I know I always will
I’ll never stop loving you
I knew that you were ill
I wanted to take away the pain
I would have done it too
But you just grinned and took it
That is so like you
I remember that look on your face
When you told me you were dying
It seems like it was yesterday
I could not stop crying
I know it’s been a long time
In fact it’s sixteen years
Time will never ease the pain
It cannot stop the tears
I say goodnight to you in bed
And think of you in bed
You’ll always be there in my heart
It doesn’t heal in time
My love for you will never die
And this I know is true
You just remember up above 
I’ll never stop loving you
A large piece of  my heart is gone
But I am not too sad
I remember the memories
And they always make me glad
You are my guardian angel
Who always looks after me
I look up at the stars above
I see you shine,  I see
I hope you like this poem
I made it just for you
Remember I’ll love you always
And I’ll always miss you too




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"What If?

W/hat if sickness and death were no more?
What if racism was something to abhor?
What if crime, war, and poverty ceased?
What if life took on a brand new lease?

Could you live in a world thus described?
Where children won't have to run and hide,
From people wishing to do them harm,
And growing faint out of fear and alarm.

What if every man was treated the same?
Not looked down upon and called ugly names?
What if everyone was considered a brother,
Instead of hating and hurting each other?

How about the war going on today?
Couldn't we have thought of some other way?
Without sacrificing so many lives,
Is it worth it that so many died?

Wouldn't you love to never say "I'm sick,"
Disease's gone, every one take your pick!
What if death walked right out the door,
Never showing his ugly face here anymore!

To live in a world such as this,
Where bad and evil don't exist,
Enjoying so much happiness and peace,
Where all the former things have totally ceased,

What if?


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Trying Times

Trying Times

Can I maintain this life
Without begging Christ 
To save me 
From the life he gave me 
Can I walk to the plot
To where lays my father death spot
And stand over his grave 
His life is with me acknowledgement
I’m is daughter but I wasn’t with him his last dying days
Tears seem to not fall from my eyes 
Because I know emotion will not grow him back 
And the last words that utter from my mouth will be with me until the day that I’m 
dead they are now un-depart able bitter words that has now been said

They say Gods give you nothing you can’t bare 
Trying time he’s given me trying times is in me 

I dream of some better days 
As a young child proven educate with good grades
Wanted to be a woman at a young age 
Started working on my life 
Tried to blackout every thing in my life that went wrong 
Even as a minor I promise god that all my struggling was going to  make me 
strong
But lost in the mine set that I had no one to carry with me 
Turn my back on the people that had given me life 
Told  them I didn’t need them so forget their advice 
I broke them down to the same feeling that rooted  bitterness 
Spoke for me took hostage over my pride 
But each heart beat I wanted I wanted them to reach for me because all I wanted 
was to be their child 

They say Gods give you nothing you can’t bare 
Trying times he’s given me trying times is in me 

Fast I was moving 
Tried I was getting 
Still I wasn’t not going to stop 
Because I  will never give up 
I instill in myself as long as I don’t misused my body and educate my mine 
There was nothing that could harm me Nothing
Suddenly  everything that  I was reaching for turn around and ran from me
And for the first time in my life I wanted good to save me 
I barely stop myself from falling to my knees begging him to free me 
For now I could see 
My daddy deceased 
My mother sickly 
And soon I will be a woman 
For I will be no ones child 
I feel as if I’m not ready 

They say Gods give you nothing you cant bare
Trying time he’s given me trying times is in me






Details | I do not know? | |

Live Today

Calling to me
Saying its ok
Be free cares will leave
On the table full of life it awaits

Eyes spot the bottle
Brown liquid as pretty as Gold
Grabbing my heart and soul
Best friend won't let me down

Alone bleeding heart drips
Telling my friend please stay
Don't leave so not alone and lost
Hand reaches out pours new life

Mouth opens bottle is dry
My friend has left
In sorrow here I sit
Drifting away mind goes blank

Awakend sick shaken mind racing
Lying in a pool of cold sweat
Deamons dancing in my head
Chasing tormenting death is near

Running racing fear in the air
Knowing the last breath leaves
Empty drained falling to the ground
Begging for forgiveness tears pour down

Top of the hill in sight
Climbing pacing each step made
Not looking behind so don't stumble down
Eyes focused missing distractions on the ground

Soul comes to life 
New breath taken
Fullfilled set free
No pain in line for me

Taking my time to reach a goal
Staying sober not saying NO!
Having arrived sanity reached
Live for today just for today


Details | I do not know? | |

Lily Munster

(Dedicated to Yvonne De Carlo who passed away January 8, 2007.)

You starred as the wife of Moses and as a vampire.
While you lived, you set men's hearts on fire.
You did a great job when you costarred with Fred Gwynne.
You were undead and you had green skin.
I began watching you in the Munsters when I was a boy.
You gave millions of people lots of joy.
It's really sad to see you go.
Goodbye, Yvonne De Carlo.


Details | Rhyme | |

A poem for my best friend of 30 years who died last year from booze Linda

Linda

I remember the first time we met you came round for a coffee. 
I remember it well, we sat talking for hours, just you and me.
Over the next few years, We must have drunk hundreds of cups.
Life was a roll of downs, Then ups. 
I remember the first time I met your Mum. All dressed in pale blue.
I think she was going to some special do.

I remember Jills first birthday party, even the  dress she wore.
The house was full of friends and family and more.
Val and Grandma, Carol and Jane all of their familys as well.
The house was packed, certainly a tale to tell.
The Bell Inn at Ingolmells where we all went for a drink.
Then round to our caravan, coffees to sink.

I remember Claire as a child, the hours she used to spend at our home.
Every Monday on the way to Slimming World she got credit for her phone.
I remember all the things she used to help me with. shopping, baking, 
washing the dishes the cups and the plates.
All this before she was even eight.
I remember so many things that we used to do. The bonfire parties at your 
house.
All the same crowd their having the time of their lives.

Then the big bash for my big Five O.
I wanted a really big show.
So we prepared all the food at your house, Then carried it all over to mine.
Only just got it all ready in time.
I did the cake it was a huge chocolate train.
Something big enough to get all the candles on was my aim.

Life throws some really awful things at you.
Some so bad you  just don’t know what to do.
Our friendship spanned almost  thirty years
A lot of fun a lot of tears.
When the police came round to our house that night, I didn’t even realize you 
had gone.
I thought you were just ill again, I found out almost a week later on

Especially as we had only been chatting a couple or so weeks before, About 
the past.
On that day you looked so well with all your make up on, I thought you were 
on the mend at last.
On your birthday in May I thought of you, 
All the things we had been through,          Rest in peace. Love  Pat


Details | Verse | |

Ding Dong The Wicked Witch is Dead

Globally, miners jubilantly jump for joy
Smiles on the faces of every girl and boy
The grins of a newly opened Xmas toy
Thatcher’s dead.

Trade unionists bounce along the street
Music blaring and the tapping of feet
From nurses to Bobbies still on the beat
Thatcher’s dead.

Street parties announced in the nation
Satan who brought economic inflation
Is deceased, now’s the time for elation
Thatcher’s dead.

Its times like this I’m sad I’m an atheist
And can only shout and wave my fist
And then go to the pub and get pissed
Thatcher’s dead.


Details | Free verse | |

The Color Missing

The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s mistakes.  Blue is the color of the songs we sing on tax forms or pay stubs- every page has a secret melody. Black is the color of the streets we fear most. Black is the color of our signature of approval. Black is the color of our death.

‘But what about the Green pens?’ I ask. They say ‘the ink is too hard to see.’


Details | I do not know? | |

The Speed of Life

In the childhood home her mother spins her child
Round and round we go happiness seems to overflow
And the childhood  goes by; faster, faster

A growing child with so much energy running and having fun
Careless and free he runs across the yard
He is growing up; faster, faster

Only in middle school and already a rebel
Sticking up for a friend and getting in a fight
He has courage but still he runs; faster, faster

High school has come at last
The odd man out he cries for attention
Into depression he spirals; faster, faster

At the high school prom he meets a girl
The hearts beet together and the music beats in their ears
They are falling madly in love; faster, faster

Barely a year and a kid on the way
To work and back the same routine, every hour, every day
A wedding is coming closer; faster, faster

So far a happy life, and a good career
They buy a home and outside he spins his child
Another childhood is going by; faster, faster

His life was long another one has started from it
But now the ambulance move; faster, faster
And his heartbeat fails; slower, slower


Details | Sestina | |

Raven's Love and Hope Kept Alive

Part II



“I walk a decrepit graveyard alone, in mists stirred by contrast winds
As a storm brews, I am grateful that I know in my heart he's alive 
Skies bream with promise of torrent rain and shelter must be found
It appears; I’ve lost my shawl, and feel the cold chill even as I dream
I’m convinced it’s due to the storm; not because I walk amidst the dead
Further, I see through clammy mist a mausoleum, looms in the silence 

As I near those rusty iron gates, leaves rustle loud in the silence 
And I picture armed vagrants once here, perhaps chased by the winds
Now I rest assured, I am alone as I search this place of the dead
Painful moans erupt from within; my heart leaps; could it be, he's alive?
‘Who are you?’ My hear raced fiercely, convinced, this concludes my dream 
Intermittent moonlight cast upon the floor, My Ross, at last is found!”


In a tomb her Ross laid in the silence; by love and hope kept alive
Calling upon soft summer winds; manifested in persistent dreams 
Which resounded that among the dead, her beloved would be found

~*~
By Annalise Brigham
For: A Rambling Poet’s “Among the Dead” Contest


Details | Rhyme | |

The Day My Uncle Died



The Day My Uncle Died...

I was thinking about the smile on my uncle’s face….
This was a before he would “leave this place."

I'll never forget the words shortly before he died.
The more I thought about it, the more I cried.

He said, "you know Jimmy I wish I got to know you better."
I never received another phone
 call or even a letter.

A few days later he was ready to go to a funeral.
But it was also him who received a burial.

I was shocked and amazed as to what happened.
The events took place. There was no way
 I could "stop them."

Memories I had were from many years ago.
I often think about him.    And I do miss him so!

I suppose many don't take the time to realize...
How quickly life passes... 
Then someone dies.

Perhaps there's someone in your
 life you can think of…
There's been a situation that you're
embarrassed to "speak of/"

A harsh word said, and angry thought was spoken.
And soon your relationship has been "broken."

This may be a good time with this person to spend.
Irregardless if they're what you'd call a "friend."

Everyone is important to God who reigns above.
We need to be filled with his mercy and love.

The person you haven't seen shall one day disappear...
The days are short...  Our journey's end is so near!

May God speak to our heart and help us to see...
Where will you and I be spending our eternity???

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Couplet | |

Goodbye Granddad

Gravity pulls my tears into pools.
Im sinking in sorrow -emotional fuels. 

Just turn back the time, I just want a moment. 
To say goodbye once, to cherish and own it. 

I loved my granddad - a man more than great.
Paired with my Granny as the perfect mate. 

A montage of memories that rush my soul.
My eyes fill with tears, I'm losing control. 

Just keep it together, it's what he would want. 
They all say the same, but I stand in front. 

Happiness swells, yet sadness prevails.
Like Christ on the cross, with hands full of nails. 

Life has a reason, and death isn't treason.
-It's moving on up.. A lifetime's a season. 

I look to the sky and say my goodbye.
The time won't turn back, I gave it a try. 

I close my eyes and imagine this-
Paradise in a place full of bliss. 

World peace in a piece of the world.
Without loss and bombs never hurled. 

Snow that falls that doesn't freeze.
Sun that shines that doesn't cease. 

A land where "The forever" is real.
A scene where the sick always heal.

Life with infinite love, like gusts in the wind.
Two little doves, with eternities to spend. 

God has a plan, fool-proof to the core. 
Now Granddad's with him, a reward of much more. 

-Yours Truly


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Roses

Oh, I see roses in your eyes
we're put here only to face demise
this unknown road we walk is torn
yet of this world, we are born
some rich, some poor
some always seem adored
some black, some white
who's better? a non-sense fight
money is nothing, a temporal illusion
it only wreaks havoc and causes confusion
race is a color and I am colorblind
sexuality is sexuality why should others mind?
as for religion, it causes many pain
however, it's the only reason man's still sain
would you say born rich is an advantage
it's of no importance, either way
each and every, is put to the test 
will you be remembered? or forgotten like the rest?


Details | Idyll (Idyl) | |

Believe Not Tomorrow

Believe not tomorrow, the Dawn's fragrant lies,
Nor Love's fickle promise which heavenward flies
On gilded wings soon fallen to death
As songs which hearts sung gasp piteous breath.

O, sweetest poems my ear did assail
From lutes plied by angels 'pon shimmering vale
Which nebulous, floated nowhere save in Dream,
As my soul kisses gallows in wretched scream/

Now I walk midst the graves and envy the peace
Of slumber well-gained, and long for release
From the heart's empty exile, long laden with chains,
To sleep! Repose! beneath midnight rains...


Details | Rhyme | |

The Social Norm

Drink the drink, and take the pills, lay on the medication.
But your soul's forever lost to them without persistent dedication.
There's things we've learned, and things we will, to decide us right from wrong.
But your ears are only open, now, to a techno-logic song.
Social norms have bound you tight, then cut you awf'ly deep.
And still your soul beneath the surface begs of you, relief.
You waded in their welcome waters, thought it nice and cool
But now I'm sure you've figured out you're lost in sorrows pool
So take it from who knows you best
Someone who has passed this test:

Before you drift out in the sea And the shore's no longer in your view, I promise that I'll bring you back And if I can't, I'll follow you. Before your legs and arms grow weak And you've passed your final tier, I promise that I'll hold your hand; I promise you I'll still be here. Before your lungs are filled with water And our souls are parted once again, I promise you that you're forgiven; I promise you I'm still your friend. Before you close your sunken eyes Inviting night to kill the day Know your bright was never slight And soon you'll see your way.


Details | Parallelismus Membrorum | |

RED

I am the color that stands for love.
I am the hearts that fill up your box.
I am the rose that sits on your table.
I am the dress you wear on a date.
I am the ribbon on a perfectly wrapped package.
I am the stripes on the American flag.
I am the sign that warns you to turn back.
I am the anger on your face.
I am the pen on your test, “F”.
I am the horns on your biggest fear.
I am the color that stands for love,
But I am also the blood that drips off your knife.


Details | Free verse | |

The Storm

And the storm calls to me in ways you'll never understand
A gentle call that urges my soul forth
The lighting guiding a path for my feet to walk
Between the stones and ash of all that once was
I stand in the echoing silence of the rain 
It drops down upon my skin like the blessing waters of heaven
Soothing me, lifting the weight from my body 
I feel at once as if I am home
Standing amid two dimensions 
Caught between two skies - here and there
The night wraping around me in warmth
The gentle wind lifting me off my feet
Drops from the clouded moon washing away my body
and I am left just a soul, an essence 
The storm calls me forth from beneath my roof
Beckoning me into its depth 
I stand among the reeds in the basin 
They dance and sway as if welcoming me
And I sway with them back 
Caught up in the power that charges the air
That threatens to sweep me away 
If the ground will just loosen its hold
The thunder rumbles a low welcoming growl
And I get pleasently lost within it
I am so small compared to its vastness
I close my eyes and succumb to the skies wishes
Rising higher until my feet no longer touch the ground 
My fingertips touch the liquid color of the stars
A sigh drifts from my lips
There is no need of thought to stay afloat
There is no demand to breathe in air
No crushing weight upon my chest
As my lungs struggle to survive
There are no struggles here
I make my bed on blackened clouds
And give in to the call
The storm has claimed me as its own 
It was such a struggle to stay upon the ground
When the storm would call me home


Details | Free verse | |

I am shy

I get nervous in front of crowds
my first words are usually shaky
I can stand straight but take a few steps 
in a direction corresponding with that awkward moment
you realize
everyone is listening, interpreting, judging, sympathizing
just trying to understand
the first time I gave a speech was 6th grade
the teacher said its hard speaking in front of a class
who wants to try?
I got brave and took the spotlight
only to find I was blinded
and at a loss for words
show and tell was stress
I ate my silence
I just want to connect, on a grande scale
fast, quick, and easy
The only speaking that mattered 
was my great grand mothers funeral
I was the oldest of a generation
I spent a while getting my thoughts down
what I said lasted only a few minutes
the words echo in my head
have been
and probably will till death
I want to lead a group into chaos
get everyone to dance
become wild creatures fleeting on our fairest fancies
seek joy and fearlessly love
express in a healthy way
be aware
I'm just trying to connect
I am shy


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

To a Bride Without a Name

Oh Flora, Choral Beauty The Sun Rises With You Out of An Abyss of Chaos, Yet No Piece of Beauty Is Lost I Can't Grant You Nobility, But Our Love's Vitality Will Last Till The Gates of Hades's Halls They Will Push, They Will Pull, And Their Power Will Grow Just To Have A Piece of Our Love's Immortality For It They Cannot Wait Subdued By Desperation's Phantom But I Will Always Be One of Them So, My Dear, Please Understand I'm Just A Chevalier Drenched With My Sins The Hope Will Fade The Rose Will Turn Black The Promise Was Just I Lie, Though I Forbade I Will Just Be Another Empty Heart, Slain By Your Loosening Grip On My Sanity I Will Die, You Will Be Free Believe - It's The Way Things Must Be My Dear, Just Understand


Details | Light Poetry | |

Treasure Chest of Memories

Treasure Chest of Memories
Cleaning out my closet a chore this is sure to be.  A day at best to dig through this stuff packed and stacked to the ceiling.  Now, where to start and what to keep! Might as well start here at the top and get moving.
What on earth was I thinking to bring this home, out it goes? This looks like a keeper; it goes over here. This is cute I think I’ll keep it too. When did I get this; I don’t even remember it must not be too important, it can go too.
Now for my treasure chest filled with special things. A breathless moment as I open the lid and spot things; treasures from my past. Oh so many beautiful memories packed in here and tucked safely away in my heart as well. Time slows down as I savor each moment in time each of these treasures brings back to me.
I can’t believe this, it’s still so beautiful. Oh my God just look at this; it was my baby girls! I will always have her in my heart and treasure chest too. This is perfect, I remember this too! I had hoped this day would never end. This was the most special thing ever given to me; I remember crying in secret with pure joy.
This cut through my heart and left such a scar, I knew life would never be the same! I can’t believe at times I survived my very own life. Tears now stinging, no falling down my face; partly joy, partly sadness! This treasure chest holds so many memories; none of which I can part with. 
I know these will always be with me buried inside my heart and tucked inside this chest. My mind will always remember each one of these, some sad, some happy but all are mine to remember! 
                                                                                  Debbie Knapp.


Details | Cinquain | |

A Mask To Hide The Truth To Hide The Lies To Hide Me

A Mask To Hide The Truth To Hide The Lies To Hide Me


I wear the mask of lies
I wear the mask of hidden truths
Together we create a dangerous reputation of deceit and heartbreak

I am sadness,hate,and fury
I am happiness,joy,and passion
Together we bring about great chaos

I am your deepest fear and regret
I am your greatest achievement and your biggest hope
Together we create the ties that bind us to others in our lives

I am burned and bruised
I am cover in hugs and kisses
Together we create hurt and promise death and unknown future

I was once happy 
I was once dead
I was once alive
I was once sad
I was once here
I was once there
I was once broken
I was once fixed
Today we wear a mask to hide the truth of or past or future and our present.
How I wish to free myself from this curse
Oh how I wish I could free you
But we share a mask one of pain and regret and guilt.
We have killed, we have lied,and we hurt
This is our mask this is our death this is us our mask of truth our mask to lies


Details | Acrostic | |

Jesus

Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children


Details | Narrative | |

Squirrel, What is a Friend

 
It was a green semi-dry oak leaf,
 last and youngest of the family.
 She did not want to fall
 as she stared at the heinous wind
 on a cold night in late fall

Maybe it was best to jump down,
 since it’s been long
 after her family bade farewell.
 “Oh loneliness!” she mused, “you’re unbearable”
 “I can not breath, nor can I smell”

Pretty soon, a squirreled showed up
 hungry but,gleeful.
 “Oh God! why do you look so scared?”
 he asked in all his mischievous curiosity
 She replied,”I’m an orphan,lonely and snared.”
 “Wind is treacherous and life is no fun any more.”

“No! don’t say that li’l leaflet.”
 “You are so fresh,but rookie,” said the squirrel,
 “You’ll have many friends in rest of your life”
 “What is a friend?” asked the leaf
 while her desire to learn was rife

“A friend is a warm hand,
 clutching your hand in depth of the storm…
 A friend is the one who cried
 once your heart writhed in pain,” said the squirrel
 The tiny leaf smiled as her tears dried

“So, do you feel my agony in my heart now?”
 “I truly do!” replied the squirrel
 Just then a gust pulled and drifted the leaf away
 The squirrel shed tears as repined
 while she yelled “Do not cry, squirrel!”
 “Now, at least I have a friend behind”


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

The Duchess Of Paradise

She's highly sophisticated and full of undefiled wisdom
Yet a crowned Duchess in a paradise kingdom
Quite a beautiful angel flying with black wings
Covered in gold jewelry and precious things
She dresses like the women of ancient Egyptian class
Her wealth is generous and her money grows like grass
She loves orange scented candles with dark room flame  
She rules thirty legions of soldiers and Bune is her name
Her comely warrior voice can wake and relocate the dead
Her armies of soldiers gather around the cemetery
She is brave and deserves a princessly crown on her head
Her facility of speech and flair for words is legendary
A beautiful queen to be treated with respect and honor
Instead of blasphemy,wanton abuse and fictional horror


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 | Free verse | |

Tell Me Why

Why?
Why?
Why?

Tell me why?
Tell me why?
Tell me why?

Was it, because I was too nice,
I was too much of a gentleman,
or was just too much to handle?

Was it, because you were young?
Was it, because you couldn't find your heart,
in all that darkness?
Was it, because you just didn't feel the love?

Why?
Why me?
A man like me, deserves no pain,
no heartbreak.
So, why me?

I pray and ask the Gods,
why!
But an unresponsive god never speaks to me.
He sits there and watches... watching what?
Nothing, but a heart being torn to shreds.

Was it, because I was too careful?
Was it, because I loved too much?
Was it, because one half of the heart couldn't fit the whole?

I ask you, because I still love you.
Come to me, my beautiful,
stop this nonsense,
I cannot make you love me,
but I sure can try to show you love.

Do not blink,
do not take a gift sent down from the Gods
for granted.
Appriciate what you have,
appriciate me, because one day,
when you need a shoulder to cry one,
you will not be able to find me, anywhere.
I will be lost,
in a fool's dream of romance and love,
that will never come on my front doorstep.
Still dreaming of the possibilities of you and I.
My heart is with you always,
but I will soon expire,
so do not wait too long.

-10/5/2013


Details | Light Poetry | |

Poetic PRESCRIPTION:

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you can feel
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Patient please
accept from me
this poetry prescription:

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Take ONE positive poem
Read ORALLY 2 times BY MOUTH -----
Every 4-6 HOURS AS NEEDED for the pain 

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resulting in healthy energy gains 

                  WARNING!!!
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attempting to read while operating machines... 
will cause you to drive lousy.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Witnesses To Sinners



I can't hear the words as they come from my mouth
I can't hear the screams as they work their way out
As I write all is seen is a blur and blank moment and
Once recovered sensed the words were written,not 
Even a look to see what was written only to know it
Was there.Sleepless night,taunt  filled faces horde my
Dreams.Have this made me fall so low no longer am I
Am I able to stand on my own to feet.How many times 
Will you make me cry before claiming only to being a 
Witness in a crime,your crime. Putting on that face
Working the crowds with amazing easily,how I hate you
Yes all the thing I think about revolve around you.
How many times have I witness myself wound my self
With your blade? As though under a spell doing as order
Without a cry to the world what made me so diligent ?
But no longer can you be a witness,No longer can I be 
A witness to these crimes that been committed.Be us both
Sinners be us both lovers be that we both be cursed 
We shall witness our sins become whole and the love in
Which we share spread further and further like the flames 
Of hades. May there be peace for sinners in the next world.
We are both witnesses and at the same time 
We are both sinners one day to become consumed by our
Own darkness how far will we fall until that moment comes?
May we be good may we be bad may we fall may we live may 
May we die or carry on we are the Witnesses We are the Sinners
To this world and the next.


Details | Sonnet | |

Catch Me If You Can French Sonnet

<               enticing to eyes watching mama's pink roses bloom
                 fourty years later someone else now cares for them
                 fresh cut daily and seen in her arms their long stems
                 tears streaming down face I sit under swollen moon
                 waiting watching for sun to come up again soon
                 to catch one more glimsp of mama's planted old gems
                 unfurling petals before been chopped or condemned
                 think I'll ask if can take one for my dining room

                 aroma bursting amidst thy supper's table
                 bowed heads we come and thank our Heavenly father
                 somebody still cared though sick and times unable
                 and answers it's door for which one has come bothered
                 to let bask in roses empowering fable
                 and not to be called as it's one's roses robber



French Sonnet is a poem with rhyme scheme
Of ABBAABBA and CDCDCD
Or ABBAABBA and CDECDE
Syllable count is 12 syllable per line.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Rain and Wind

The wind blew events all over the place.
Intense emotions and it gave chase.
Lightning lighting to show us the sky.
People try to sleep and not cry.
Wisping by the wind keeps us awake.
The time trying to sleep the storms take.
Chills in everyone gives all shiver.
The clouds surrounded by moonlight is silver.
Heavenly prayers that the rain will stop.
The flood stopped a car the person in it was a cop.
People have seen such devastation.
The road that people made was week in creation.
Rivers near by was over flowing.
Trees that were there was not showing.
By the hour it claimed many.
My father woke up and did not see any.
Floating by was a boat.
Keeping people above water and a float.
My father kept a canoe.  
That some day we would use it, that he knew.
Time to paddle up and down the street.
The rain water kept getting on our seat.
It was so dark after the moon was behind the cloud.
Still the noise of thunder still covered the ears loud.
The smell of moist water never seem to go away.
My brothers seem to still sleep anyway.
My head was bobbing up and down.
I was so tired that I could not hear a sound.
The wind blew back and fourth.
It seems that my mom and dad paddle their worth.
Till all the people we saw with grace.
Help us out with embrace.
The time was so late at night.
Everyone was so sleepy and losing sight.
The fight with the weather was so hectic.
The feelings of energy was electric.
Losing to such natural disaster is hard to understand.
When people working hard to block the river with bags of sand.
With hard workers like my mom and dad.
They make things happen that is not bad.
Rough with weather they experience more than ever.
Leaders they are they are very clever.
From the night light of street lights to the morning glow.
The wind did not stop so.
Bringing in more clouds that ill.
The people who were still tired still had will.
The rush of water and waves blasting push the wall side.
Pushing and the force brought water inside.
The battle of our hour was getting long.
Backup people came to aid us was strong.
Rested they were to keep everyone with hope.
The people stopped the water with the strength of rope.
Heavy rain and loss of homes bring people together.
It is kind of sad that this was the only time to gather.
Chaos comes happiness how true.
This is why we are human that gives us a clue.
It is our nature to keep rain falling.
To know when it is time for our calling.
The winds bring such pain and sorrow.
That is why rain sometimes fallow.








Details | Free verse | |

Mali's Day

I was in a field near Maitland, just wading through this rain
and I'm feeling about as ragged as my jeans
Mali went home to lay down just before this rain
started spinning this old man's mind back into a dream

so I pulled my wood flute from my dirty red bandanna
and played it softly as I learned to sing the blues
didn't hear the words or see the lies just held Mali's hand in mine
We must have sung every song this grand-pa knew

Dreaming is just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing means everything because this life it ain't free
And feeling good was so easy, Lord, Till I sang the blues
In real life feeling good was good enough for me

From her fast track to play time, she loved laying in the sun
That's where we could discuss the secrets in our souls
Through clear and stormy weather, arguments and the fun
Yeah, this blue eyed baby girl kept grampa from the cold

On a clear day near Amplatz, Lord, I felt her slip away
You knew she went to look for her Big Bro, I know Liam found her
I'd gladly trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
If I could be holding that precious Mali on my knee

To remember is yet another word in this life some must lose
Dreams, hope and deep faith that's what Mali left me
Speak often to all who cross and you will realize who is free
Learning this together was good enough for me and Mali McGee


Details | Limerick | |

These Colors Don't Run Limerick

<                                 once were twin towers on horizon
                                   bombarded by Al Qaeda what sin
                                   then came many heros
                                   lost too at ground zero
                                   America's flag still flew in wind




In Loving Memory To Those Lost
On 911 R.I.P. You Are Not Forgotten


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Questioning Life

Forget! Regret not, for it all has intention...
To attempt comprehension leads to double block wall.
In searching your question, much more loss is gotten, 
Confusion, dismay a deeper dug hole.
Infinitely seeking you strive for some meaning, 
the truth is quite simple you are not sole at all! 
Infusion connection the union eternal, 
Is easy to grasp when knowledge of whole,
is truly encountered from deep within query
The meaning the truth the love of it all...
Once trouble & strife and struggle are missing,
The clear light of being shows beauty once more.
Accept what is given agree to the treaty.
Fight not with your fears, and answer your call.
Find substance in living, step over delusions. 
Regardless of meaning, life’s radiance will soar.
So use this awareness these words and this practice,
Come forth tall and sturdy, head high and recall..
When sad and when empty in need of intention,
No doubts I plead! No need to explore!
Emotions you hold are sensed by your siblings,   
Your waves of sensation your truth and your soul... 
Are parts of us all, we are all together we are all but one!
In oneness we’re whole! 


Details | Limerick | |

Salty and sweet limerick

Is it sweet or salty or sour?
Brimming with happiness or always dour?
Prancing, living with gaiety
Or waiting for a guillotine 
Now standing forever to scour?


Details | Rhyme | |

AN EQUAL SHARE OF VICTORY AND DEFEAT-Rhyming Chant

An equal share of victory and defeat...
greeting happiness, summoning sadness!
An equal share of victory and defeat...
rejoicing in light, trembling in darkness!


How we live and age depends on circumstance and time...
an equal share of victory and defeat!
Youth is pure glory when the body is not weak... 
an equal share of victory and defeat!
Before sixty we were vibrant, now frail and ready to die...
an equal share of victory and defeat!


An equal share of victory and defeat...
greeting happiness, summoning sadness!
An equal share of victory and defeat...
rejoicing in light, trembling in darkness!


Taste rain and feel sunshine, ignore wrinkles, age spots and such...
an equal share of victory and defeat!
Leave gold and everything behind, it's troublesome  for the rich...
an equal share of victory and defeat! 
Have we lived fearlessly or covered by a sheet?  
An equal share of victory and defeat!


An equal share of victory and defeat...
greeting happiness, summoning  sadness!
An equal share of victory and defeat...
rejoicing in light, trembling in darkness!


What we accomplish through life remains bright or bleak... 
an equal share of victory and defeat!
Gray hair means wisdom, neglect the puffiness under the  eyes...
an equal share of victory and defeat!
We came into existence to lead meaningful, not purposeless lives...
an equal share of victory and defeat! 


An equal share of victory and defeat...
greeting happiness, summoning sadness!
An equal share of victory and defeat...
rejoicing in light, trembling in darkness!







Details | Lyric | |

Elysium Dream of Love

I close my weary eyes
Holding onto the hope
Of not having to cope
Not a mintue longer
Without you by my side
Not expierencing
The warm look in your eyes
The tingling rush of your finger tips
That would grip my hair tight
To stop you from slipping into the night
Biting  your bottom lip
As a pinch to yourself
To see if it was real
The dream of love we felt
And now that you are gone
I only wish to die
Your image fades from my mind
Sometimes I see it clear,
The sun is skillfully stroking it set in the sky
As my feet float down the road across the tuscan country side
I ever so gently sense the wildy grown wheat
Tickling these troubled lines engraved in the palm of my hand
I playfully pick one out of the land and pluck the grains
I look up and in the distance is where she waits
But there she remains peacefully strolling through the calming field
In a white cotton dress that tails off in the wind and
wearing a small confident smile that makes my yearning heart yield
Whispering in my ear that soon I will make it home
But my Life's journey must continue down this God paved road
I awake with the longing of her, But with so much to do
I need God's strength for one more day to get through


Details | Free verse | |

Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Narrative | |

For Now It Is My Time

For now it is my time,
I can see the light just ahead;
I don't know what is going to happen,
But I can tell someone's heart is filled with dread.

The angel came to me,
She told me it was time to go;
She took me by the hand,
it was by then I knew it was so.
She whispered, "Don't worry,
It'll be okay;
For all that was left behind,
will be with you again someday."
With a nod of my head,
and a tear down my cheek;
She looked at me,
as she continued to speak.

"My little one,
don't be so sad;
Once you are home,
your heart shall be glad."

For now it is my time,
and I never dared to question why;
I have reached the gates of heaven,
and I didn't have a chance to say goodbye.

For all is in the past,
and so are you;
If only I could go back,
and tell you how much I love you.
Please, don't cry, we'll meet again,
I'm promising you this;
I'll be waiting for you,
Here, home in heaven.
In heaven it was him that I saw,
The Almighty Father;
He opened his arms out to me,
as he started to move his jaw.
He looked down at me,
I couldn't think of a word to say;
And as he spoke,
I started to convey.

He said, "Welcome, little one,
I knew this day would come;
And now that you're here,
I will share my words of wisdom.
I've watched as you've done wrong,
you know this is true;
But I'm happy to see you here with me,
and I have forgiven you.
For this life now is eternal,
and tomorrow is gone;
Your old life will be nothing,
I promise you by dawn."

He wrapped his arms around me, 
and ran his fingers through my hair;
He held me tight,
and started to say a prayer.

Once he was finished,
he looked at me again;
He told me, "Dear child,
won't you stay with me in heaven?"

I looked behind me,
taking a glance at my past;
I'm thinking of you while I'm gone,
and in my heart that's where you'll last.

For now it is my time,
for this I will believe;
I will go on about my business,
and I shall take my leave.


Details | Senryu | |

Summer's Spilled Milk

Summer’s Spilled Milk
City dwellers pumped;
Oil effused into ocean,
Ocean creatures died.


Details | Free verse | |

Autumn Leaves

Trees shed

Their Autumn Leaves.

 

Autumn Leaves-

That fall,

That twirl

And then embrace the ground.

 

Autumn Leaves-

That flood

The pathways I tread

And the horizon I see.

 

Amidst them, I halt

Amongst them, I sit,

Stare and admire

Them as they shower from trees.

 

I listen to them,

As they rustle,

And cuddle

In the soothing autumn breeze.

 

Wondrous it is to listen

To the tales they tell,

Tales spelled in their toungless accents

Tales that are the soul of each of those

Falling, twirling, rustling

Autumn Leaves.


Details | Senryu | |

That Sucks

<                                     on your own death bed 
                                       you couldn't even admit ........
                                       that you were married














Entry For Paula Swenson's Contest 
Two Wrongs Don't Make A Right
G.L. All


Details | Verse | |

Spirituals and Drums

My ancestors walking in the night
using oil lights and moonlight for guides
while being instructed to Wade in the Water
to camouflage their scents like disguise

The Sweet Chariot awaited 
so they could ride away
Harriet was a soldier
and it wasn't an option to be caught during the day
That's the same mentality Nat Turner had when he sang
Steal Away

They would follow the drinking gourd
so all were in accord to go north
The Gospel Train was coming
and at the end of the journey
was a fine reward
Freedom was coming
and it was a long time coming and
they walked until they heard freedom bells ringing
and I still hear their tired footsteps running

Thinking of My Darling Nelly Gray
Stolen from my arms a random September day
and eliminated our chances to run away together
No family ties, no love, no strength says the oppressor

Then I hear the drums beat in the darkness
giving me the hope of finally being free
Maybe I'll follow them this time on faith
on bended knee
There must be a place for me among the light
of this darkness
Among oppression, thieves, evil-doers
no thought on their conscience

Thank goodness for the safe houses that
supported our traveled distances
and for the conductors who bore witnesses
and may God have mercy on the souls who
were against this
and on those who chose to forget this sh@!

I still hear crying in quilts of safety 
because I know that the burden was heavy
to be at the mercy of nature and patrol men
catching run-away slaves for money
Some did it bare feet with freedom ahead of this
loved induced journey and they made it
So all that bull about how your life is hard
just stuff it in an envelope and save it



Details | Ballade | |

Great to be old

Great to be old

Old age don’t mean a thing at all
It’s great to be alive
Each new day it gives me joy
To know I still survive
My body might be filled with pain
But the sun still shines above
And the birds up in the trees 
Still sing their song of love.

I’m seventy one, and just a bit
And I don’t give a damn
I’m growing up, not growing old
Although I’m not a lamb
My heart is young, I sing my song
With so much melody
Each day that comes to touch my soul
I am so glad to be.

I don’t believe in death at all
So that don’t worry me
I’ll live until my shell does fade
And then my soul will be
Floating in the deep blue sky
Cause I’ve finished with this story
And then another one may start
May bring me grief, or glory.

21 May 2014 @ 0810hrs.


Details | Rhyme | |

Those Who've Gone On Before Me

Many Have Gone On Before Me…

As I grow old, many I know have gone on before me.
Some I didn’t know.   And some knew me.

In our lives, there’s one thing that’s very certain.
We don’t know when we’ll meet life’s “final curtain.”

No matter how we try to look, or seek a “younger appeal.”
One day, old age comes, and the end of life seems real!

Our lives down here, could end tomorrow!
No matter how many years we may try to “borrow.”

God knows when the end of our lives will be!
The question is: Where will you spend your eternity?

You may seek all of this world’s wealth and fame.
But when death comes calling… 
 It knows your name!

You can go through life, and keep “pretending.”
But God knows when your life will be ending!

He’s prepared for you, a place in his eternal city.
There’ll be no more sorrow, pain or pity!

All of the angels in heaven await your choice!
Each person coming to heaven,,,  They all rejoice!

Jesus loves you!  This is great news!
His gift of salvation...  Please don’t refuse!

Think about those who’ve gone on before you!
And the wonderful God that always knew you!

Every breath you breathe… Each step that’s taken…
Jesus is your only hope and secure foundation!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Haiku | |

What People Were and What People Are

People were
Many things.
Strange or not

People were
Different and
Odd and fun.

People were
Monsters but…
That’s not all

People were
And still are
Strange and odd.

People are
People. For
life is life. 

Yet not.
Not is lies.
Truth seeps from

Every mouth
Lies, lies, lies
Move, move, move

But somehow
Lies prevail.
Lies are life.

Lies are death.
Lies are homes.
Lies are pain.

Lies are truth.
Yet somehow.
Truth prevails.

Truth is life.
Truth is death.
Truth is home.

Truth is pain.
Truth is lie.
Truth is that.

Lies will die.
Lies will cease.
Nevermore.

Truth will live.
Truth will be.
Forever.


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Paid It All


Jesus’ death paid it all!
What have you given in return?
His death on the cross… 
Was from his love and concern!

His life for yours… On Calvary… 
 Has been paid.
His offer of eternal life,
 has been made!

Through God’s word,
 he’s been talking!
And stands at your hearts door… 
 patiently knocking!

Won’t you invite him in?  As your guest?
Then, your life will be totally blessed!

He can bring health and
 healing to your bones!
He can bring his love to
 your family and home!

“Come unto me.” Is the 
  the master’s call.
Won’t you come to him now?
  One and all?

He’s here right now! 
 In this very place…
And extends to you his 
mercy and grace.

Won’t you accept him today?
He loves you more than words can say!	
			
By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

September Weather

Ah, the september weather is here,
the trees turn firery red and orange,
and the leaves gently fall to the surface.

Fall is here,
and the grass turns from green to yellow,
the souls of many change their ways.

From going on beaches in sun
to walking on wet streets,
with jackets on.

September weather is here,
too most it is depressing to see,
such change in the world.

But I love it.
The girlfriends and boyfriends go away,
and that makes me happy.
Then I go apple picking.

I pick red apples,
from low, hanging apple trees.
and I eat one, while walking down the trail.

Fall is here,
the time of death,
the last of sunshine.

I don't argue,
I love fall,
it is so cosy and it gives me hope.

Hope that a day will come again,
when the sun pops its head out
and the warmth returns.

September weather is the best,
when summer is gone, but not quite,
and the cool breeze sweaps through your open windowpane.

I love fall,
it gives me hope,
that with death comes life.


Details | Elegy | |

At the darkest time

At the darkest time On the darkest day, You took my hand, You took me to play. I thought it strange, I thought it wise That there in the wood The secret lies. But then I saw it The flicker of light, The sound of birds As they took to their flight. The ray of sunshine Filled your eyes, Around us filled With silent lies. My smile was met From cheek to cheek, Your hand around mine As your eyes grew weak. I see your face Amongst the light, The day that soon Transformed to night. I’m alone now And alone I’ll stay Till the moon flips over And the sky turns grey. But the hand that took, Took me to play, Is there by my heart And there it will stay.


Details | Verse | |

Single Kisses

Focused on you, a wild demons stare
 With a motion it happens
 A emotion flattens
 As you fall beneath a demons glare
 
He notices most things that happen
 Might even pick the clothes you wear
 Believe it or not he really does care
 Knows whats best and helps me get there
 
To perfection the performance blacken when he's scared
 Things fall apart if he's not helping me be prepaired
 Guidence and experience for me his mare
 Sometimes I wonder what it would be like without a demon here
 
He loves positive reactions with greatness and flair
 And how people love me after he dares
 Carefully he holds me through a very small tear
 Me I guess I am getting used to, just hangin round rare 


Details | Free verse | |

Power Of Love

"When the power of love
overcomes the love of life,
peace and contentment 
extend the hand of remembrance."


Details | Free verse | |

Blind Faith

Author Note: Entry into Blind Faith Contest


At the end of days,
the earth displays its anger,
Clouds part,
heaven awaits,
choosing life,
I depart.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

THE DIVINE MOOD

The Divine Mood visited me
today.  Swimming in the clouds,
tearing at my heart.

As worlds fell into parts,
my being, my breath fell apart.

EXHALE

Breathe in.  Make room for
the Divine Heart.

Warm and toasty, a warm
cinnamon bun.  Like a cat 
purr in the sun.  There is so
little warmth.  Eyes have a 
hard time focusing;  the best 
part of the day is done.

Beautiful in the galaxy.  Search
for the gallery.  Tiredness reaches
my soul.

There is a hole where there used
to be none.  A space is opening
with or without me.  This will be 
done.  What to do with this fatigue;

Rest here or rest there I am the wings
of the 
BELOVED.


Details | Verse | |

Solar Love

Every star is someone eles's son (shield your eyes) shrug off hate from everyone familiar place been here before thousands of nights the ocean shore coasts are changing minds align hate and fear must now resign connect the dots move my child tame the shy wake the wild shred advice relayed from the miser castrate cancer obstructing the wiser transcendental the hydrogen burns furnishing life each time earth turns


Details | Limerick | |

Not the material guy

Not the material guy

I’m not the material guy
Ambitions were never for I
I’m always the one
That gets noting done
I’m a dreamer, I cannot deny.

My mind it is not very clever
My heart is as light as a feather
My manner is free
Like a bird in a tree
And I never will worry, not ever

Just like a river I’ll flow
And always my heart it will glow
I won’t push the river
So life does deliver
A feeling that each day does grow

Until the day that I die
I won’t let a day pass me by
Without looking at me
At within, what I be
As always I’ll ask ‘Who am I?’

18 September 2013 @1800hrs.






Details | Lyric | |

''Treasure You''

Our connecting eyes,entwined soul.
This love is sacred.
My one true friend.
The very best dog until the end.
''Beejay''-to remember hours of play.
Frolic in tall grass,be still a long day.
Cast a shadow from the warmth of the sun.
To smell a summer breeze,in the heavens you shall run.


for the Animals On Your Mind Contest...
sponsored by..Ryan Jackson
written by...KaceyGreenlee
kaceymike29


Details | Quatrain | |

Wary of Snakes and Possums

Five free range chickens surviving earth’s natural selection...
Spring flowers began to emerge while “Hefei” and hens explored.
Wary of snakes and possums, they moved about with caution.
Hunting, pecking and scratching, together in one accord -

One hen snuck into a pitched tent to lay her lovely eggs.
Behind some plants over wintered in a place nice and warm.
With shattered wing and broken shells, she felt survival plagues.
She emerged escaping death this time, enduring deform.

A few days later, she was gone, feathers strewn about.
One hen, then, another hid…sitting on precious eggs.
Within a month, the strutting rooster crowed his prideful shout.
Nineteen little chicks scurried out close to two hens legs.

ã June 7, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest:  Eggs, but NO epulaeryus
Sponsored by: Black Eyed Susan


Details | I do not know? | |

From Then To Now

Hand in hand we walked 
together into Reception
Nothing could stop us and 
together we were three
James and I LARP-ed Doctor 
Who for fun
We talked and laughed for 
hours
Because no stress was in our 
way
Anna and I smiled and laughed
And jumped on our bouncy 
castle
With nothing dividing us.

Side by side we walked 
together into Year 6
Some stranger stopped them to 
talk and broken we were alone
James and I talked about 
Doctor Who for fun
And we talked and kissed for 
hours
But misunderstanding broke us 
up
Anna and I still smiled and 
laughed
And joked about our bouncy 
castle
But secondary school was going 
to divide us.

With no one there I walked 
alone into Year 7
And a stranger became my 
friend and together we were 
two
Violet and I both loved Doctor 
Who
And James found Dominic
So James and I talked for mere 
minutes
And school started pulling us 
apart
Anna and I still laughed and 
smiled
Still promising to be friends 
Never letting it divide us

Suffocating and drowning I 
walked into Year 9
Hating how I was and feeling 
alone
Katie and Chloe were so pretty
And Violet so funny and all 
were better than me
James and I hardly talked or 
saw each other
But we still made the most of 
our friendship
As we were like family, stress 
couldn’t break us apart
Anna and I laughed but I did 
not smile genuinely
Because the bouncy castle was 
long gone
And our schools were beginning 
to divide us

Dead yet breathing I stand 
right now
And I hate who am I and every 
single detail
Fights broke us up and pulled 
us apart
So I can feel Katie, Violet and 
Chloe
Falling further out my reach
James moved house to a place 
unknown
And blamed me for never 
talking to him
But really it was because of my 
ex who was a girl
It was for something beyond 
my control
Anna and I were still friends; 
only by a thread
As she did not know about me
And how school broke me apart

So this is me now; I’m all alone
No longer the smiling young girl 
of reception
The only person talking to me 
is me
And the voice in side my head
You see; they all left me and 
always will
So now the only call I answer
Is that of my blades
And the darkness
That is constantly
Pulling me
Down


Details | Elegy | |

Tears of the Broken

Introduction: At some point of our lives, someone close to us departs off to the next
phase. We think of the good times and try not to think the bad; but sometimes it haunts us
back to how we responded in a naive way for our juvenile wishes. And sometimes we see them
in our dreams at the utmost optimism and glory. But the fact that we get to realize what
we did back then may have cherished and broken their souls in some ways, we always wonder
if we could alter the deeds that wounded their affection in our times of immaturity…And
pray that we get a second chance to do so for our next life. *the first two lines have some inspiration from another piece*



Even if our hearts were as strong as a storm, we’d still feel a little bit sad Knowing that we’ve lost our grandfather, our friend, our dad. For so many years, we’ve felt their presence In so many ways, we’ve felt complete, But truly, even if we deny – We sometimes skip a heartbeat. Our lives are nothing but their memories and their art, Orbiting us each day, reminding us of who we are Where we stand and to whom we belong, We pray and cry up oceans for them night after night Praying to be together just one more time, in the worlds of light. But yes you are so fortunate, that you got to leave, You’ve made it to the greater step, I pray for us to meet. May your soul be blessed and may it shine brighter than the sun, Again and again ‘I love you’ it’s not a lie, I may not have said it that much But I hope you knew inside, even if I may have been unkind as such Nothing is left for us to do but feel the tears stream down our eyes For we, once in a while have broken their hearts with one or two lies, Their face glows and vividly fades away from our dreams those nights That’s when we fall, fall down to our knees, pray for we could have changed The ways we reacted back in those days. Thoughts of those moments, thoughts of their sorrow smile Now makes us realize how we never cared, For that to overcome, we treasure the good times we’ve shared, The times we’ve heard them say “You’ve made me proud” The times we’ve felt them lay their hands, oh so be crowned. Their tender touch, their forgiveness Their blessings for us and their happiness, We pray to feel it all again Bring it all again, To the eternal life, after this time.


Details | Free verse | |

I Took The DARE and Survived It

Anxiety about what I might think preceded me
As I sat on the stool in the middle of my living room
Ready to think about who knows what,
I relaxed for a moment and then closed my eyes.

Gratitude and peacefulness were my first feelings.
I smiled inside thinking about how literal Ingrid had taken me.
He remembered that I intended to write at 3:00 a.m.
As the clock ticked, Ingrid kept time for me…

Fear crossed my mind next, afraid of my own thoughts,
What they might be.  Nightmares.  Horrors. 
Repressed experiences dreaded.
But thankfully, the ringing in my head saved me.
At least for that moment…

A few things slipped in.  The Jeffery McDonald murders
That took place when I was stationed at Ft. Bragg, N.C.
The horror had anguished me on an off over the years.
Then, I heard the crickets again.  Thankfully.

Next, a hit and run accident that was reported in the news years ago
Flashed through my mind…anxiety from Army days.
It had happened on a road we sometimes traveled.
Fear, reality check, and cricket sounds followed.

Yes, it is that cricket sound that I enjoy so much.
It took me to the natural world in all its beauty.
Little seeds germinating in my sunroom...  
Crickets outside making their noise; I smiled again.

And the crickets in my head chirped.
I was thinking that this isn’t so bad after all.
I have learned to find happiness inside myself
Then, Ingrid said, “Time’s up.”

I felt relieved.

© March 1, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

My DARE: Dane, you picked Dare* I dare you to sit in the middle of your living room... 
(on a chair if you have toooo!) Close your eyes, and feel for 5 minutes... (you will need a 
stop watch that alert you when the 5 minutes are up. During them 5 minutes, you have 
to feel everything, allow your strong emotions to feel. Even if you have little one's are 
running or your cat is purring at your feet. Don't allow it to bother you. You have to 
concentrate and find that one spot in the back of your mind. The part that digs real 
deep into every feeling we forget is there. After the 5 minutes are up... Sit in the spot 
where you write, and write for 10 minutes, Write about every thought that passed 
through your mind in a poetic way, sad~happy~ mad, crazy.. and so on... Take us deep 
into your mind... Thank you..pd

Confession…I wrote more than 10 minutes…time slipped up on me.


Details | Clerihew | |

My constant mirror

My constant mirror from heaven, 
On earth and in the sea,
Only you can be;
But can you see yourself in my poetry? 


Details | Rhyme | |

Seeking accompany

Seeking accompany- Zamreen Zarook
 
I kick to wonder what made me to cry,
Am really writing as a fry,
Myself launch to be dry,
This ink will be a victim for my cry.
 
What really went wrong with me all these day,
What made e to forget my last day,
I realized I jumped out of my track yesterday,
So I regret for that, what is called as present today.
 
Happiness have started to wave hands for this sinner,
Sadness have started to move inner,
The faults that I considered as miner,
So far changed as a miner of a winner.
 
My face was a comparison to sunlight,
Where as my routine changed it to moon light,
I wish to get that twilight,
As a sinner I started to search for that enlight.
 
I started to enjoy what is right,
I remade my faults as a kite,
I wished it would fly apart from my  sight,
My system said, you are free from your rubbish weight.
 
It proved that I always should depend on god,
In whatever the variation of my mood,
He is there to clear my victorious road,
So, I started to live according to His code.


Details | Ballad | |

William part 1

I ask all to be open minded as I tell the story of my friend,  William .
There are so many prejudice in this World , from color to sex 

To me it has always been the soul , the person inside 
For one that is shallow will not experience life in true blessing 

William my friend was African American , he was fun and personality full of 'I am here "
William was Gay , William disowned , William called "A queer "

Well this is a lesson for all to know
God does not care what color , but the heart , what color it shows .

I had left my 1st Husband , with 2 children I had to support .
I was depressed , felt alone in the civilian World of a sort 

For when I got to Monterey bay , I was on a Military base 
Very shy and recluse , not leaving the perimeter of the land 
I opened such a big door when I left that abusive Man 

I had the tiniest apartment with 2 little rooms , probably 550 sq. feet I presume .
I will never for get the night He came to my door , William ," Girl, lets go dancing 
Let's go explore ! He called me 'The platinum Blonde "

We went out together and danced , he was amazing ! William energized any room . He Lit it Up ! 
For he had something inside his beautiful soul , no money could buy, nor silver or gold.

Well years went by in Monterey bay , I had fallen in love with a man , Lost so much time .

Time went by , after the man broke my heart ,I remember "where is William "
I missed something that lies  deep in my heart . The true Love and friendship of he I craved .

Now this story is long so go to  "William part 2  "be patient , be brave .


Details | Rhyme | |

Are You Ready to Meet Jesus

Are You Ready to Meet Jesus? One day soon, there’ll be A meeting In the air! God’s people will gather, from everywhere! Jesus will return,, for you and me! He wants to take us all! For eternity! People will be there! Both young and old! Being with Jesus forever! On streets paved with gold! When he comes, no one knows! When he does, may we be ready to go! Live you life, as if He came right now! One day, before him, Every knee shall bow! May we live a Godly life, in everything! As we look forward to, the return of the king! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Dusk at the Quay

Dusk at the quay

The dusk is here, down by the sea
A summer’s day, a nice cool breeze
And as the sun be sinking lower
A silence with it’s awesome power  
Descends on all for each to hear
As I feel the breath of God, so near.

The boats all anchored in the quay
They look so sleepy now
They wave and bob upon their beds
As the breeze touches their sails
They sit there sleeping till the morn
Then wake up gleaming with the dawn.

What is it then about the dusk?
That brings this silence on
What brings this sense of mystery?
When the sun it soon be gone
When crashing waves may hit the sand
All done with the aid of God’s firm hand.

I sit and watch the Sun go down
It’s the mystery of death
I see it sink then disappear
There’ll soon be nothing left
For the Sea does rob him of his light
He’ll come back, though, with morning light.

14 September 2013 @ 0642hrs.


Details | Personification | |

Pessimistic Love

Love is
the morning dew...
lurking, looming
effervescent
enigmatic
...burned
...gone


Details | Verse | |

Armageddon Pt 1

It's bout to get worse
It was written in the verse
The truth hurts
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

When the time comes
No one's gonna hold up a sign
saying it's time to "get right"
It's gone come like a thief in the night!
Blowin' up and wreckin ish!
The war you want is the war you gone get
It was written before our time
We keep looking at the signs
manifest before our very eyes
constantly denying our right
to be one of the meek ones of our time
ARMAGEDDEON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

We're at the end of what used to be existence
Every super power will answer to a higher power 
so pray repentence
The time is closer than any distance
From Washington to Obama
No one will escape the wrath!
Hope you choose the right path!
Narrow is the gate of the righteous tracks
that are imprented on the mind of the omnipotent one
Will you be spared life on earth with the meek ones
and accurately take in knowledge of his son?
OR will you perish in the dust
never to be awakened again?
No consciousness of sin
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED!

It's in the verses
Read it, see it, live it, rehearse it
You see the times changing
You see the minds fading
You see the world and how messed up it is
You see that nigga satan and his curses!
I pray to have a chance to live a beautiful paradise on earth like it say in the verses!
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN WARNED


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Eve

How I adored the times I spent with you;
Your lips; the taste of red wine and cigarettes; 
Your wild hair and your untamed attitude. 
Though now my adoration falls too short. 
From the bottomless depths of my sinned soul, 
I feel only pity for your stone heart-- 
There is only so much your mind can take; 
Though your excuse is "it makes you happy"- 
There is only so much drugs you can take; 
Only so much wine that you can consume.
When you awaken- should you awaken- 
You won't be as happy as you were once.
When you rise every new day all alone
And have your breakfast from a cracked mirror, 
Will you still love the reflection you see?


Details | Epic | |

The Settlement of the Four Ligures

The stones slipped through the great fingertips of God
Each ligure staked its existence on the four corners of the universe
The quadrivial region began to spin and pull into a sphere
And pathways revealed their footholds 

The fourth ligure bravely landed in the midst of history
So that one day the future settlement of the second 
Would be moved by the last—by the past
Suffering much it stayed
Manifesting in incandescent words
Thrusting evanescence upon the weak
Selfless, it's sorrow would move the merriest
Would move the unmovable

The third lies in the profound valley of mystical guardians
Star-recruited, they are the very light above the canvas of gray
They embrace the stone—are inspired by the stone  
The very reflection of their creator was evident
Upon their unremitting glimmers
Unafraid to stare the others down
Motivated and construed by the glower of death
Eyes move fixedly beyond the simple vast

The second ligure rested upon the shoulders of invisible martyrs 
The hopeful power it planted on the sufferers was unbelievable
For spectators used their disbelief to cover their ever-placed envy
They never were part of the battle—they merely watched
Always seeing truth
But they never quite absorbed
Like a rock hitting the water
The inevitable fate was to fly and sink

The first of the ligures settled in the very reservoir of Satan himself
Even the very heart of the devil is marked
Though rebellion embarked  
The cold stone landed upon his naked bosom
He despaired not to the pericopal truth the gods had bestowed upon him
He merely despised it
But wished not to lose it
For such a stone to fall upon that dark corner—he felt pride for the gracious wound

In truth, there are twelve ligures of stone 
And four were dispersed, dropped into the universe
The last eight the great Eternal wears upon his breastplate 
And only He can re-move these ligures

-July 20, 2013-
-For Shadow Himilton's Any Subject Contest-
-Thanks for the inspiration-


Details | Ballad | |

Dawn is breaking

Dawn is breaking

Willie wagtail in my garden 
Sings a very special song
Telling me the sun is coming
Dawn will break soon, won’t be long
It’s dark outside with full moon shining
But soon the light will show its face
Green parrot makes his bell like music
How his song has so much grace

Kookaburra, he is laughing
Something funny has touched him
Could he be laughing at us human’s
With all our wars and crazy din?
Spring is just around the corner
And all of nature seems to know
As I sit here in the morning
My world it has a special glow.

Now the world has gone all silent
Waiting for the dawn to break
Soon the chorus is beginning
Singing just for loves own sake
All the birds will join the chorus
And my heart will start to sing
How I love these life soaked mornings
Such joy to me they always bring.

25 August 2013 @ 0631hrs.




Details | I do not know? | |

I still miss you

Visions stolen,
Heart beat raised
You still touch me,
In the castle in the air

I don’t want to miss you,
Truth is, I still do
The smile, those eyes,
I still miss you..

The path has forked
The world has split
Memories tainted,
I still miss you

I yearn for a rendezvous
To reminisce the cold touch
The twinkle, the chuckle,
I still miss you

Cries of laughter,
Strength of bond,
The waiting seconds,
I still miss you

Time does not reverse
The road unveils beautifully
But, some are unforgettable
And, I, still miss you…


Details | Lyric | |

UNFOLD

The pain of change as it unfolds
Is oft a tale that stays untold
What is seen is a whole creature
not deep holes in the feature
nor concrete soles that makes his feet hurt

It all begins with a soft kiss
He is walking with a false bliss
Only following in paw prints
But the nature of mom's lips
Is to rob him of all innocence

Trapped in warm spindles of fear
A wrapped life form kindles in here
Four years bound to shingles of moss
Time to leave this life of sloths
Break free like that of a moth
and Rise again like Christ on the cross


Details | Free verse | |

To live, flightless birds

A single branch, clawed and pecked, fickle and straining,
Lonely Nestling and father, paw and peck at their home
Lonely branch, spasms in the wind
Nestling and father paw and peck, yearn and whimper
These Flightless Birds, on a fickle branch

Young nestling skitters to the branch’s edge
Peers over on to sightless depths
Shivers, ruffles withered feathers
Spreads tousled wings
And loosens fast aging down
Stretches till overgrown talons graze the edge
Like endless days before, Craning aching neck 
Eyes devouring the scene with a famished hunger-
And whimpers
Turns to father and warbles in longing,
A sight that speaks of flight
Dreams of swimming amidst the clouds
To leave
-slightest breeze carries words...   
to live

The father, neck cramped, tilted, eyes swivelling to and fro
Cooing and cawing, talons pawing
A slight breeze, decrepit feathers hauled away in swarms
A forlorn sight that reeks of abandoned dreams 

Warbling, cooing and cawing, pleading and pawing
Pecking in apprehension, neck swivelling to and fro in exasperation
“To leave father! To stretch my wings
Lift from them the smell of rot and loss
To fly father”

“To fall! To fall, and to die!”

-Wind whispers,
To fall, to soar, and to live
Nestling shuffles to the edge, 
Settles down amidst aching joints and a teetering ledge
Peers down onto sightless depths
-they bellow to him
To fall, to fly, to Die!
Fall and flutter amidst a shower of feathers
Cramping wings crooked and futile
To swirl into freedom carried by the stench of inevitability
To fall, to fly, to die
Little Nestling whimpers, nothing so glorious about death
nothing so glorious without flight...

Whimpers, shuffles forward, talons pricking oblivion
Ruffles feathers, settles down
Nestling wavers, branch bending
Rotting down tickles his beak, claws dig deeper into branch
Eyes feasting on sightless depths
Endless fears...
They scream to him
To sit, to dream to fly...
To sit, to dream of revitalized wings
Stretching across the sky, an unveiling of freedom
The shattering of chains every morning, with a stretch of wings
The exercise of freedom
to sit and dream
to live

to sit at the edge of that tottering branch
creaking and bending under a restless and aging body
peering over into the sky, where fickle wings will not go
and with dreams, with dreams lift off this branch
and fly, where body cannot
and live


Details | Lyric | |

Tea Time

Love in your bones, perfection, divine, a wandering heart pure is thine?
A moment in time, immaculate, sensual, alive, we align.
A mass of vibrating energy combines.
Lost here, safe there, warm dear?
Our love melts crippling fear.
There is no divide. No moon owns this colorful tide.
So now we jump! 
Inside my manic depressive ride.
Will I? can I? Abide? to society now, I have a bride?
Shirtless, shoeless, beard is long, happy am I.
Fear not, even King Kong.
Wife at home, smoking tea and high.
Jesus Christ! I sigh. sigh. sigh..
You pinned my soul, my thoughts and I..... 
Dreamed to die.
My, my, my.
Your cold hard shell.
I loved you then and wished you well.
A living breathing tree did fell.
Is it cold in this, your damp black cell?
Silence.....
Now. 
For this happy fat sow.
Expectations melted, I chose, I allow.
By camp fire I love. I warm, with stars above.
Tea in hand, lying back, to know someday I will love.
I toke on tea, enjoying my smoke. I love it here, so real. 
Remote.
For me, for me, I toast, I joke, this bloke owns nothing.
Sorry. I lied. Frothing. I do own something this lovely green smoke.
You strive for things, material and plastic, a waste of energy, I think, a joke.
Funny you see? means nothing to me, like you I wrote.
Happiness is. So very near, its here, shockingly clear.
Your mind, your head, to freely choose.
Before your old and dead, dead, dead.
















Details | Free verse | |

The Rebellious Teen

The rebellious Teen loved all his friends. 
The only ones he listened to… were them.
They wanted him to drink and smoke every night. 
They said experimenting with drugs was definitely all right.

The rebellious teen’s mom was beside herself… 
This was her child and this could finish his life.
But he continued to listen to the Devil himself.
What could she do in the end to save his life?

The devilish friends held him closely in the palm of his hand…
In the end she decided she had to move far away from them.
Somewhere… where only new friends he could find.
Those who loved life, sports, and learning: to draw him back in.

Then every so often she let him, for a visit, to go back…
Each time he went, fewer were left to contact, yes, some were even dead.
Some had over dosed… Some didn’t care who he was any more.
What he found was rot and that they lacked the drive to live.

The rebellious teen cried for what he saw they had become…
He had changed and now could see, what was happening to them…
These were no longer the friends that he remembered from before.
He tried to save them with words and his love… but they didn’t care.

He didn’t want to go back to that sadness, to live ever again… 
Now he looked to the future and that was a fact.
The moral I tell you, all of my friends…if he won’t listen to you… 
Then find him new friends.

For if he is your life and if you want him to live…
Find others to help steer him or else you can’t win…
Let his support group be new peers who enjoy life to the brim.
Yes, those who will help lead him to walk in the light again.

From a true experience…


Details | Narrative | |

And his name is Moses

His father named him Moses.
Devoid of speech yet blessed.
Doctors said he would live thirty years hereafter.
Buoyant nature and carried a smile always,
With sense of humor lived through derision.
On the day his father passed away 
He sat still and hid his tears within.
Not long, few years later
His mother who would voucher him,
Understand the complexity of his heart
Laid on her final resting place,
He sat still and hid his tears within.
Later his bosom friend moved away,
He sat still and hid his tears within.
Enervate and lonely orphan he became,
Dolefully he wept when none would see.
Albeit the great sorrows of his heart, 
No trauma ceased him to live mirthfully.
After thirty still he lives.
And walking through the paseo every morning,
They who pass him by with admiration schmoose of a man
Who can’t speak and had great sorrows;
Nonetheless so twinkly he lives on,
Knowing not yet parfay wishful,
when he would wake up one fine morning
And meet his loved ones again on the other side.


Details | Lyric | |

For You And Me

It  was  for you and me ,
That Jesus left His throne,
Bore the scourge and agony,
Shivered His flesh and bone,

It was for you and me,
He took the awry tour,
Towards the dreaded Calvary,
Summed His tortured  hours,

It was for you and me,
That Jesus bore the cross,
Paid the greatest penalty,
That death supposed be ours,

It was for you and me,
He wailed the gloomiest cry,
It was for you and me,
Jesus was nailed to die,

Oh, that you and I may see,
Our wickedness beyond measure,
Jesus to set us free,
In our stead bore the torture,

His love mysterious great,
Knocks  the door of all men's heart,
His mighty power recreates,
Renews our lives whole to restart,

It was for you and me,
When on the third day death sufficed,
The savior left His grave,
Victorious he arised,

He rose back to His throne,
Sitting by His Father's side,
Prepare! He's coming soon,
Today is to decide,


Details | Free verse | |

If I Died Now

Nothing would change if I died now
I would still be by your side
I may be gone, but I'm not going anywhere.
Even though you cannot see me any longer, just know that I'll be there.
At midnight when you are asleep, 
I will watch over you until the sun rises.
Then, in the morning when you awake
we will spend the day together, even though you are now alone.
I would not be sad if I died now.
Because, I would still have you near.

Tears would flow at the thought of everything I can no longer do.
I would never find my one true love, or be able to have children.
We wouldn't get to travel like you always wanted to.
But, I wouldn't let it depress me.
I hope you will not let it ruin your life, either.
I would want you to be happy, and celebrate our favorite holidays.
It will be difficult without me around.
But, I would miss the fun if you didn't celebrate.

If I died now you wouldn't even know I was gone.
I would do what ever I could to make you smile again.
I will hold your hand, when you are afraid.
And wipe away your tears, when you are sad.
I will blow the dark clouds away so the sun can shine down on you.
It would rain on the flowers, when you forget to water them.
Because, I know how those bright blooms make you smile.
I would wrap my arms around you on winter days,
and keep you from the cold.
I guess I would be your dark angel, your guardian.
Always there to protect you and keep you from harm.
I will love you no less than I ever did.
If I died now.


Details | Free verse | |

Goldfish in Heaven

It was a little cold this morning.
Colder this morning
than any other so far this year. 
Of course every day this year seems
colder than any year before.

It’s October now.
It’ll be my birthday soon.
I’ll be eighty-four… or twelve.
I guess it all depends on who’s counting. 

My best friends came to visit me today.
We spent some time in the backyard
just enjoying one another’s company.
They seemed a little distant…
maybe sad, even.
They did their best to hide it from me,
but I could tell. 

After a time of laughter,
love and hidden tears,
my best friend asked
if I wanted to go for a ride.

Never one to turn down an adventure,
I gladly accepted.

The wind in the truck
was more than I have been used to.
God how it made my bones ache.
But it was nice to be out.
It had been quite a while
since my last outing.
When we arrived at the lake
my friend could tell how bad I hurt,
so he helped me out of the truck.

My best friend and I walked a ways
and I could feel the sadness in him
coming to the surface.
But he didn't seem to want to talk about it.
I figured I’d just let him talk about it
if he wanted.
I wasn’t going to pressure him.

He just put his hand on my back
and told me he loved me.

Then he said he had something for me
as he tussled the hair on my head.
He pulled a bag of Goldfish Crackers
out of his pocket
and offered me some.
God knows I love Goldfish Crackers.
I smiled at him and thanked him.
I never eat them one at a time.
I always eat them by the mouthful.
Today was no different.

After my second helping
I glanced at my friend once more.
I swear he knew exactly what I was thinking.
I have no doubt how much he loves me...
I just wish I could tell him
how much I love him. 

I glanced down at the remaining crackers
and as I began to eat them I was secretly hoping
that more might magically appear before me.

As I did, I heard a sound. 
A sharp sound.
As much in the distance
as right above me.

I guess it was the sound that
Goldfish Crackers make
when more
magically appear before you.
Because there they were.

And here they are. 

I could eat Goldfish Crackers forever.
I wonder if there are Goldfish Crackers in Heaven.

~Sarah


©2010, R. Erin Lenth

=====================================

I wrote this poem late in the evening after I put Sarah, my faithful Labrador 
Retriever,  down.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

HELP HER UP

written 2nd Aug 2013



This life is not as it should be
 pick up your wife, can't you see 

You're her husband, stand up!
 give her a reason, to again believe

She means 'everything'....to this family
 shutting the door leaving her totally... Alone

Do you actually know her at all...
 damaging her heart and soul, deep within it's cold

Loneliness consumes her, it's been so long
 it must be asked...do you still love her?

Are you willing to help her to her feet again?
 or shall you sit back and watch, as she see's the end

This is completely left for only you, her husband to declare
 how much does she really mean to you...do you still care?

Will you step up, or let her rot into total depression, you see it...
 Love and care, or death and dispirit

It's all up to you!
 Her loving husband, what will you do.....


Details | Free verse | |

Let's Do Some Thinking

Sometimes I think about life.

I think about Nature
I think about School
I think about Friends
I think about Intelligence
I think about Technology
I think about Love
I think often 

And sometimes I just think about life all around
As a whole
As one big thing
As one big story
Containing letters and chapters that have yet to be written
Containing a beginning that will never be able to be changed
Containing an ending that you won't realize what has ended, until you reach it
I think about these things
And sometimes
I don't think
I do. 

Now read it backwards. (: Let's do some thinking about thinking and doing.


Details | Senryu | |

OBL

Years of tyranny
Shot down in a solid blast
Freedom reigns again


Details | Free verse | |

life now

the life that you have now 
is the one you will cry over when you are removed from it 
it happens that many lives are taken 
away from the now and when we lived 
the can’t grow fast enough is bicycle hard to catch up to 
crispy in leaves, and, bare under the bark


Details | Imagism | |

Embrace

They ride the good dragon-cloud towards warm light
While wistful wind was a wrongdoer on the hollow hill
Wrapped woven from the wounds and wrath`s night, 
The wood will wear white woolly witness of the windmill.

Hoarfrost hitch-hikes and hoists with hoarse hood,
Drumming beat of hobble of the army`s fatal feet,
Far away from the glow-worms of their childhood;
Friends fumble the glassware where they might meet.

Falteringly frogs of fancy jump towards the lake’s glass; 
Orphan souls sit on the steps of hope in winter`s time
They scrutinize the frozen sky of hope to find the rhyme 
Of the verse from the other side they want to happily pass.


Details | Free verse | |

Welcome To Living Death

There comes a point in time
Where nothing matters
Where your vision is blurred
Where there's nothing but darkness encircling you 
Where love has lost and Fear has won. 

There comes a situation when you realize your hopeless,
lifeless, faithless, graceless, breathless, and  mindless 
mind has taken over and won. 

Where happiness is feared and sadness is embraced. 
 
Welcome to living death. 


Details | Monorhyme | |

No One Told Me

No One Told Me
A cement block is tied to my heart
Need a running start
At night my voice carries like a lark
Death’s arrow has hit its mark
My life is so dark
The side of the ocean is full of sharks
Some days I feel like such a tart
I used to be such a sweetheart
No one told me life would be so hard.


Details | Ballad | |

The mustard seed

A mustard seed

Our savior told a story
In his usual way
He tried to make folk understand
As he did on many a day.
He said with voice all soft and calm
“What be it like? God’s heaven
What story can I use today
How can I tell you then?”

“It be like what happens then
When a mustard seed
Is planted there beneath the soil
It be so small indeed
“And yet” he said “once it be planted
So large the tree does grow
And spreads its branches all around
Gives shade where birds can go”

Our Lord, he used these stories
When he did talk to folk
And all that then could understand
They gained from words he spoke
He told folk naught without these stories
Yet to his twelve disciples
He explained then everything
To them he told it all.

2005





Details | Haiku | |

Worthy

blade to my belly
i smile thinking of my life
love and sacrifice


Details | I do not know? | |

The HEART says many words

The eye maybe precious
  but the heart says many words.
It can be broken, 
 it can be filled with love,
it can be dead.

It's the starter of the emotions.

*comment if you have a thought or if you just like (or fav poem)* :)


         -Angel4eva23


Details | Epic | |

im sick of it

im sick of it
sitting and waiting while people are hating
im invinsable 
i wanna change things 
be a woman that insnt a cleche 
im original 
i wanna be writen 
in books in history 
saying she did some thing 
im dissapointed in humanity
just walking around in complete insanity
so blissfully unaware 
of anothers humanity
how SAD 
you walk into me 
us humans 
are surrounded in stupidity
WAKE UP
STAND UP 
BE AWARE 
just CARE!!

if not Im flying to SATURN !! TAKE CARE !!


Details | Rhyme | |

Guitarra, Express My Heart

Guitarra, I’m begging,express my heart Pick away all that’s ever ached Place these Spanish notes beautifully To the angel of her face Guitarra pleas, express this heart Bring to life our last Latin nights Dancing that flamenco from her charcoal eyes Reviving fiesta under most romantic moonlight Guitarra as now I gently play Fingers within running throughts through ebony of her hair “El espiritu de amor” is strumming along Bringing back the yesterdays to here Guitarra passion now is in the revival As the ghost of love tangos all around Milagros, I sense you near And in this instrument forever you are found


Details | Pastoral | |

The Bell Doth' Ring

They lift their voice's
To sing and to praise
For the blood of Jesus
Was to be shed
To beset ablaze
      ----
On that very day'
For the blood He did shed
Was the life full of blood
The blood was Red
An so it was said
         ----
This was a cause
That people later came
To dread
         ----
From some-one who really cared
         ----
Was the blood of lost
            Life eternal
To give strength to
       The people
So, they gather around
To ammend for such Evil
          ----
To morn the day
In such a Solemn way
At the Church Steeple
Surrounded by people
     ------
To scorn those who
Fear the night
To strew the path
For Jesus of the Light
Fore He shall rise
Into the Heavenly Skie's
And of big consequence
On the Third Day
From where-which
He died
     ------
He did arise
    ----
Making the World
A Schrine to all that 
Which was good

           GF


Details | Bio | |

Why Should I Cry








        ********

When the World as it appear
    Has collapsed beyond
           All Tears'
    Why should I cry....
            --------
When I could just die
        --------
When life grows' beyond
         Meaning
And there is no reason
          To try....
      -------
My life has no meaning
    There is no truth
        Only a lie
And Dream of
Happiness that loom
     From above
And I do ask?
Just one more time....
Please let me try!


          Poet Author
          Gary Fields


Details | Prose Poetry | |

I Shall Wait For You My Beloved

I shall wait for you to come my beloved
For you are my white star of twilight
The moon in the sky’s far end

I shall rise up with thee
Lie down with thee
For in my dreams thou art always with me

Oh Great Spirit
When our time has come
Join us together as one in the wilderness of your sacred home
When you look upon us give us your peace and refreshing sleep

For you and I my beloved, are two halves joined together
Each others distant shore
The left and right wings of the bird
Two halves of a seashell

We are apart, yet connected by a greater love
I shall wait for you my love 

The sun and moon bless the union of our spirits
Designed by our Creator for life’s endless journey
Joined like a tree to earth, a cloud in the sky
You are a part of me, as I am of you
Bonded by the Great White Spirit

You are my love, my heart’s best  friend
Our love will never cease, never end
I know it is thou who moves within my heart
Now and forever my beloved - I shall wait for you to come
Ayor’ Anosh’ ni’ my love
_______________________________________________________________________

"Ayor’ Anosh’ ni’ means I love you in Navajo"


Details | Ballad | |

The Human,The Demon, And The Angel

The Human,The Demon, And The Angel

I'm the one who must stay
I'm the one who must kill you
I'm the one who must reverse time

I am to die when the new moon is in range
I am the one to be your executioner your taker of life
I am to observer and to take note of everything and of every life


Who are you to say I have no future
I say what I please for I am the bringer of death
I want to help I wish to free you I need to save you

There is no more time for my life 
You never had a life to begin with
She was free until you stole her very being

I am the human who must die
I am the demon who only wants her body for it kill
I am the angel who will take her soul once her body is gone

We are in one body
We are in one mind
We are three trapped by one bond

These times are different then the last 
These times are different then when I was young
These times are different then when the earth was made

Oh how we let this control us
Oh how we take our worlds and live for such granted
Oh how we let who we are put fear in our hearts


I leave this to you
I leave this to you
I leave this to you

We have exceed 
We have flown 
We have drowned
We have died
We have lived
We have made many wonders
We have created a new life
We have done evil deeds
We have done good deeds
We have but to wait for the one day
We have but to wait for our freedom
We have each other 
We have nothing but that
We have nothing but each other and to wait 
We have to wait for freedom


Details | Free verse | |

Betwixt Bars

Can you feel?

Can you feel the tremor?
That rocks your world
That shakes the cage
Like a beast trapped outside
A beast raging against the bars
It lifts, it throws, it rages
Can you feel it?

And in the aftermath,
You can hear the cooing, cajoling
Of puppeteers laying strings before your bars
And they croon and cluck like fretting hens
Petting your bars and calling for you
to reach out and take these strings
Tie them where they cannot reach
Deep within, where no one else goes
And let these good people in,
They preen and you shake your head
Seeing the gleam in their eyes
Oh so like the ape’s
Cooing, cajoling... cawing
And oh, how you can feel it...

But I’m here so hold on
I’ll sit by your bars,
I’ll sit by the door
right beneath that lock that turns from within
And I won’t rage, or set the siren’s call upon you
I’ll sit by your bars, and keep you company
My friend;

But Cold bars let through a breeze friend...
Your sharp breath is not secreted away
And with every breath you take
Your lungs are profaned
And you cannot hide
Behind bars

You cannot hide

From My voice, or my presence, or my eyes
My eyes that see too clear
And you cannot hide from what I see
What you can feel
Pressing in, from us all
So just let us in
My friend,
Let us in, for we will not be kept out
Life does not surrender, life does not hold back
Life seeps through
Every crack,
And be sure, there are cracks everywhere
Where there are breaths to be shared, there are bars to let them through,
And you feel it don’t you?
That which you see deep in my eyes
You feel it
That feeling so clearly reflected
When I look into your soul
That fear alive in my eyes
That rages within you,

But don’t fear a battle you have lost
Do not fear the day you must face the world
The world, friend, has never
Turned its face from you
And the rest of us:
Well we are not so brave
We are not iron bars moulded to flesh
That fear you see is real
And it is ours all
But we cannot hide
From what burns within
And I will not die
Hiding from life
And I will not cower when I tremble inside
I will not rest in a cage when I am tired
And I, friend, I am so tired
Of living between bars.


Details | Haiku | |

Graffity

Immortality,
youth`s luminous graffiti,
drawn on winter`s wall.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Write With My Heart

Beautiful flowers greeted the sun 
as I watched the little children run
Inspired by the warmth of the day
I wrote the first lines along the way

Failing my test in Trigonometry 
I wept under the shade of a tree
Realizing what made it wrong
I finished the first stanza and sang a song

Sailing paper boats along the river
People waited as the cold air made them quiver
I felt their hopes, dreams, and sorrows
I wrote the last lines full of morose

I saw an ambulance in front of our door
I felt my heart trembled in sore
They carried a stretcher...a body covered with white
I stared at those starry stars, and I, continued to write


Details | ABC | |

Snows Glorious Realm

A Blizzard can drive even flurries graciousness hard intensifying journeys kingdoms laboring missions neighborhoods overridden pure quests reveal storms terrorizing unknowing victims with xenobiotic yielding zoothapsis.



Snow can be so beautiful and serene.
Though wet and bitterly chilling.
Unifying the countryside in brilliancy,
Victimizing the ground in slumber,
It must truly be experienced to appreciate its wonders.


ps I wrote one of both type : ABC




written by
Cecil Hickman



written for
Sponsor yasmin khan 
Contest Name SNOW ABC  


Details | I do not know? | |

pakshi

main hu ek aajad pakshi ki trah
udti hu khule aasman me
jise n koi chinta, kisi ke shikar karne ki
udati rahu puri jindagi, aajad pakshi ki trah
koi n rakhe mujhe bandhi bna kar 
udati rahu, udati rahu, aajad pakshi ki trah
khane ke liye bhatku idhar -udhar
n mile mujhe khane ke liye
bhukhe pet hi so jau
kitne bhi kasht mile, has kar sah lu unhe
koi phark n pade, ab kisi kasht ka
aadat hi ho gayi ab hume
main hu ek aajad pakshi ki trah
udati hu khule aasman me


Details | Rhyme | |

heart, mind, and soul

father time in my chest
keeper of its own pace
just skin and bone depth
influences time and space
what are we but drifters
 in an unknown

see truth in a literal
belief before my face
stars with no funeral
light will win the race
here i am, not for long
death starts at home

where is this leading?
which story could it be?
despite all my reading
writings the cup of tea
i dont need to know it all
as long as im not alone



Details | Couplet | |

Hieroglyphs unknown by Champollion

Kids are playing with strange blue graffiti
So, they wrote several times: ”Neffertiti” …

And drew the most beautiful queen`s head.
The whole history of Egypt written in red, 

With sacred hieroglyphs unknown by Champollion:
The Pharaons` destiny dandles a dewy dandelion…


Details | I do not know? | |

Conviction

Innocents is purity, which evil preys.
To endure such beings may leave one in decay.
Anger and hate will fill your mind, weakness seeping down your spine.
Fear gives in, you can not breathe and can not stand.
Darkness overwhelming with the end at hand.

A reaper comes to collect your spirit.
But on this day you need not fear it. 
A helping hand he comes to give, he sees purity and light deep with in. 
Pick yourself up young lad and breathe deep, your life has meaning if you seek.
Your mind is poisoned and your heart frail. 
Stay steadfast your light will prevail.

Your conviction is strong, it never falters.
Take your pain and build alters.
Around your heart to ward off the dark.
Your almost there, protect your spark.
From the evil that dwells in your mind,
Leave it there and don't be blind.

Enjoy the beautiful things in life.
So you may better understand your strife.
For the road to glory is long and treacherous.
Do not fear because you are dangerous.
Armor thick forged in pain, spear of light leaving blood stains.

Do not fear the beast with in, control it and give it name.
Listen to the vibrations, now take aim.
He is your spear, your love is the light. 
Protect the innocent and fight.

Glory comes, but does not wait.
To seek it out is to seek my fate.
Innocents cries, evil feeds.
A spear of light is what I will be.
Piercing the darkness of evil deep,
Until glory comes so that I may sleep.


Details | Haiku | |

deeply, the last rose

deeply, the last rose inhales for a final breath farewell her perfume


Details | I do not know? | |

FEAR!!!!!

I RUN from FEAR.

I HUNT for FEAR.

I HIDE in 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.*

                                              -Angel4eva23


Details | Epitaph | |

telex-visual vogue

tourist toned telephones 
in telex-visual vogue,
forged ahead with chorus lines 
upon the glass housed road, 
eagles eyed the farrowed glen 
that reason disinclined,
signed unto, yet not beyond, 
the elbow let aside, 
parachutes and paratroops 
stood silent up the mouth, 
guys and dolls to half head halls, 
struck match led tens in truth, 
smoke screened years had passed in tears, 
or days that spoke in tongues, 
courteous to those involved, 
yet subservient to none…  


Details | Free verse | |

North Star

Let your fate take root
On hard rock, tangle and bury
Before the coming storm.

and before the coming of the storm
amidst a garden of your crafting
Beliefs and memories planted
and like seeds watered
Take root amidst your cherished greens
Take hand in hand your
memoir 
and brace with rooted tangled feat
-mangled,
The coming storm
Come to wash away
come to whisk away;

This is a magical storm
something fantastical
	like myth was born
from your hands, as you shake them left to right
and wrestle from them
 seeds
trample on your well-trodden soil
and in waves bead your sweaty water
shelter little sprouting
take shelter in his shadow,

Did you nurture your garden?
like I have nurtured mine
	mine, lush with little ideas
lush with my graceful evasion
of duties unwatered
moments hoarded
lush with little trees, that in my shadow
do not grow,
and their little fruits, so sour born
Yours, that garden, a gnarled tree
posies tangled on mangled fields
bounties of fruit, in your mangroves
	children of our labor
all alike stand before the storm,
	
	Dark clouds gather, broil forth like no afterthought
an army summoned to war, the tax collector come for dues
and bubbling forth
Comes lightning and thunder like sickle and torch
Come to reap the song and sun:

and it is in this shadow they finally grow
and gnarled hand takes my own
	-I will not rot away on my own
I stand before my fated choices
and together
our bonds new, old and gnarled
stand firm these moment’s beliefs and
	creations
children and parent, arms locked, heads on shoulders both
eyes cast out and tears exhumed
before the coming storm

Our legs take root in our
garden soil
and we cling to what
we know
we hold to what knows
us
but the storm is just
so grand
and our roots are just
so shallow.




Details | Prose Poetry | |

I Hope You Know I'll Always Love You

I am what you call a hopeless 
romantic,
But im also a lost lovers cause, my 
heart belongs to another
Yet in my head a love triangle starts 
to form, the girl I love doesn’t love 
me
She holds the heart to another and 
mine caged to the floor,
She isn’t afraid to fight for what she 
wants, not even when it comes to 
leaving another man torn
Trust me she’s happy, as that boy 
holds her heart ever so close
Seeing what I shouldn’t I smile as I 
wear my blind fold,
Blind to everything around, lifeless 
staring into air
My train of thought running so fast, 
the second I stop you’ll hear a crash
Derailing my hope, for ever finding a 
love so pure & rare
Wishing I could hold the hand of the 
lover who stole my flame,
Wish I could change the last days in 
which we parted ways,
Realizing now that we can never be 
the same
Finally saying it out loud as tears run 
down my face
You stole my happiness, as I walked 
away that day
But it’s because as of what you said 
I guessed I changed,
Now every relationship has just be 
the same,
No one can seem to bring back that 
flame,
Because a love likes ours comes 
once in a lifetime
Well at least it does to me,
But I mean you’re happy with who 
your with 
I mean I only wrote this as I heard 
exchanging “I love you” flow from 
each of your lips.


Details | Ballade | |

Evening lullaby

Oh hear thee well the music
It’s the Maggies lullaby
They’re warbling in that Banksia tree
As the day begins to die.
And their haunting goodnight serenade
Says goodbye to the day
As the Sun lies down to sleep the night away.

Just four weeks from our Spring
My heart feels so alive
As I’m sitting on my garden seat
It be an hour since five.
And as those maggies hush their song
The fountain carries on
She’ll still be heard when all be hushed and gone.

Six Buddha’s seem to sense the silence
There’s a certain kind of glow
As I melt into the evening time
And  swim within the flow.
And the evening says “it’s time to rest
Until the blessed morn
Now each must die, on the morrow be reborn”.

17 July 2004


Details | Rhyme | |

A Resolution for This time

A Resolution for This Time
(Based on Eccl. 3:1-15)
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd

I long to see the beauty of my time
Hear music from eternal bells that chime
Enjoy earth, till this good life I sever
Look toward heaven that last forever

I’ll grasp my part in each life occasion 
Banish thoughts and deeds of ill persuasion
Accept God’s design for each life season
Submit that I need not know His reason

I will celebrate life so wondrous born
Understand that death is not always scorn
Propagate goodness and wholeness in life
And uproot that which causes pain and strife

I’ll concede it’s sometimes proper to kill
But until convinced I’ll promote goodwill
Useless things I will tear down and destroy
Then plan to build, and work efforts deploy

I will comfort the hearts of those forlorn
Together find God’s healing as we mourn
Dare to dream, love, have hope, and take a chance
Embrace the moment, laugh, and learn to dance

I’ll speak with passion, let pieces scatter
Gather the fragments, avoid the chatter
Engage opinions, proceed with a shrug
When acceptable, open arms and hug

For things of value I’ll search at great cost
When searching is exhausted count it lost
When usefulness has ended, throw away
But don’t allow important things to stray

Now is the time to tear some things apart
Then with care I’ll mend and make a new start
Learn the lesson that silence is golden
Of words fitly said men are beholden

I pledge to hate what is cruel and unjust
Teach that kindness and fairness are a must
In war, anger and malice find release
But I’ll use my voice to encourage peace

Yesteryear’s events once again will be
To measure their success we wait and see
God’s deeds are good, lasting and without flaw
Of Him and His works I will gaze in awe.


Details | I do not know? | |

I Cried Today

I Cried Today

I am thirteen today
You would think I would be happy
Yet it is hard to even crack a smile
With everyone wishing me a Happy Birthday
To me it’s not that happy
As today strange voices carrying on inside me
They say I don’t deserve to live 
They say I should die
I am thirteen and 

I Cried Today

My sweet sixteen isn’t so sweet
I just want to hide
Go back to sleep 
Or simply disappear
What is a girl to do? 
When she feels so sad, lonely and depressed
I don’t even have anyone to turn to
I am sixteen and 

I Cried Today

Today I am nineteen 
It is my graduation day
And while I am smiling on the outside 
I feel like I am crumbling on the inside
Those voices don’t give 
Never a break 
No rest for the wicked they say
I am nineteen and 

Today I Cried

I am twenty-one 
No drinking for me 
I am in a hospital as my first sip was almost my last
Who knew I could be so allergic
I am twenty-one
In a hospital and 

I Cried Today

I am twenty-five 
I thought I was in love 
Until I walked in on my fiancé 
In bed with my best friend
My heart feels so cold
I am so alone 
As my world has just turned upside down 
I am twenty-five and 

I Cried Today

I am thirty
I am working hard
To get back my life 
Take control of my future 
And actually see the possibilities of a tomorrow
It is a lot of work 
With a hard road ahead
I am Thirty 

I Never Cried Today

I am thirty-four
In a few short months I will be thirty-five 
I am not alone 
I realize I never was
Surrounded by people I love
People who love me
Married to the love of my life
My dreams are coming true
I feel so happy 
I am almost thirty-five and 

I Smiled Today

By: Jean Shular


Details | Couplet | |

Lucky White Star

I miss watching my Luck man run,
Sweat glistening in the morning sun;

The smell of leather in the frigid air,
Tossing his head without a care;

The soft sounds of the stable yard,
The only place I let down my guard;

Telling secrets to my horse,
Just letting nature take it’s course;

The confidence he gave to me,
My Lucky boy, my trusty steed;

He leant me courage I never had,
He was always there, through good or bad;

My shoulder to lean on, by best friend,
He was there for me up to the end.


Details | Lyric | |

Sir Teddy

Inching from the cradled arms, 
Careful not to wake the boy, 
The knight begins his watch
His sword and shield deployed. 

The defender of dreams, 
 And protector of the mind.
He shall show no mercy
For nightmares he may find. 

The battlefield in darkness, 
He waits at the gates of Hell,
For any beast emerge, 
Will hear the ringing knell. 

But morning shows its face,
And the gates below are closed.
The boy arises safe
With his teddy bear to hold. 


Details | Narrative | |

La Gala Grandeur

~La Gala Grandeur~


Revived from mine mortality,I adopt my rebirth
Through neonate eyes,the world now glows ethereal
As my resplendence arouses,death is relinquished dormant
Though newly formed,I step unteeteringly unafraid


Motlique auras,encompass my fellow scions
The firmament above,an wombous spectrum pletharic
Engrossed of adolescence,I become exhilarantly aware
My lineant precursors,swarm samely for my embracing


Free from fragility,I am no longer appraisal's prey
No less nor more than another,we abide incorruptable
Orchestras of saints and psalmists,exact an spectacled sonata
Devout and divinely,we dance dutifully for mercy's grace


This revel illimitable,is always available
Admittance thou art assured,whether or not of invitation
With none boundary of era,we know ye will attend
It is but a matter my friend,of just when...


...is then



~Azaza~ June 19th,2010


Details | Cowboy | |

Untitled

Tainted love 
or tired love?
Smug attitudes
and weak games
Look at you!
Your such a lame!
Me cry?! Ha! Not no more!
NOT EVER!
Five point five years
What a joke?!
All you do is lie
Keep smoking your life away!
Wake up before its too late!
Before this love turns into hate!
Your too old to act this way!
Your too comfortable
You cant stay!
In my life!
In my way!
Goodbye to you!!!


Details | Free verse | |

Beneath

Beneath the ocean, below what we know
lies a word most souls never see. 
those who dare travel to that depth
Discover passion abreast true despair. 

Above the surface our bearings hold fast,
the way home can always be seen. 
Fore far beneath the calm we show
love rages and it's jaws won't release. 

Loves first real gaze hinders all time and space
all things lost appear to be found
One moment, love seems like the glue
till the chaos changes all we perceive.


Details | Rhyme | |

Blessings Forever Free

Death plays tricks on all that exclaim.
Life withers you away without fame.
Love can sweep away any kind of blame.
Lust will drive you into a dangerous game.
One without the other will drive you insane.
Each one you must control to kill the pain.
Your soul, heart and mind will complain.
Your spirit can guide you on a level plain.
These things I have learned from others I see.
These things are a part of us and yes even me.
My faith holds me to the ground under a tree.
Blessings that are given keep me forever free.


Details | I do not know? | |

NOTHING MORE

The love we shared had been wasted
If the hearts are always different
Until when should I last?
Frustrations felt in my heart 

If ever we are still together
Can never become one again
Though there are remains of our love
Just leave it to end up here

There are no hopes anymore
There are no dreams anymore
Leave me alone without you

There are no words that my love can say
Never will I go back to you
Let me keep all the memories we had


Written in the presence of a friend, Fhaieye that is later slain by an unknown gunman after 
few days in the vicinity of their university in Zamboanga City.
 


Details | I do not know? | |

Asking for a name list

To cry I’ll be able to make
How many people
After my death?
Who are they?
What are they of mine today?
Did I love them?
Did I do for them?
Why they would cry?
Did I cry?
For why? For whom?
Yes, I’m dying soon.

_______________________


May 3, 2010
Kallyanpur, Dhaka
Bangladesh


Details | Cowboy | |

WHEN THE DOGWOOD IS IN BLOOM

WHEN THE DOGWOOD IS IN BLOOM AND THE RANGE HAS TURNED TO GREEN
I WILL RIDE YOUR WAY AGAIN LIKE THE HAPPY VISION IN YOUR DREAM.
WITH THE SUN SHINING ON MY BACK ON THE TRAIL LEADING TO YOUR DOOR
I WILL COME BACK TO YOU ALWAYS IN YOUR HAPPY MEMORIES AS BEFORE.

YOU REMEMBER HOW I WORE MY HAT? SLIGHTLY TILTED TO THE SIDE?
AND HOW I ALWAYS SAT TALL IN THE SADDLE WHENEVER I WOULD RIDE?
I COULD SEE YOU WAITING THERE AND I WOULD SIT TALLER THAN A KING
MY PRIDE WOULD SWELL AND I HAD TO SMILE KNOWING YOU WORE MY RING.

WE SWAM IN THAT LITTLE BLUE HOLE BENEATH THE COTTONWOOD TREES
THEN LAY ON A BLANKET STARING AT THE STARS IN LOVE YOU AND ME.
THE HOURS WOULD PASS LIKE MINUTES AS YOU LAY THERE IN MY ARMS
I THANK GOD EACH AND EVERY DAY YOU GRACED ME WITH YOUR CHARMS.

WE TOOK LONG WALKS HAND IN HAND THROUGH THE FIELDS OF WILD FLOWERS
CHASING COTTONTAIL RABBITS AND RED SQUIRRELS TO THEIR HIGH TOWERS.
WE PUT UP THE CORN IN THE SUMMER AND GATHERED PECANS IN THE FALL
LIFE WITH YOU MY DARLING WAS WONDERFUL AS I ALWAYS WILL RECALL

DON’T WEEP FOR ME BUT REMEMBER THE GOOD TIMES THAT WE HAD TOGETHER
AND RECALL WHEN WE WALKED HAND IN HAND IT WAS ALWAYS FINE WEATHER
SO PUT ON MY COAT AND SIT ON THE PORCH AND CLOSE YOUR PRETTY EYES
I’LL COME RIDING TO YOU WHENEVER YOU WISH JUST WATCH OVER THE RISE.


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 | Free verse | |

What Does It Matter

The planets seem to fall
     when I cry.
But it is only the wind drying out my contacts.
It seems so small,
my soul, sitting in silence
Just waiting for my justification
of existence. The clouds give me reason.

Still, though, it may be pointless.
Religion may be wrong.
Often times I hear them question it.
In a room speaking of
     Michelangelo.

Should we wait? for a time?
When all the planets align?
or islands to move?

No, says the optimist!
Maybe says the pessimist.

As for me, it does not matter
anymore, like a lost teen.
(Doing drugs desperately)
Suicide or death, or even life.
Makes no difference.

Planets only seem to fall
     when I cry.


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THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING

Shush be calm, it’s okay I’m right here,
You’re hugging my pillow and shedding a tear

You have my memory and I feel your heart,
Always forever till death do us part.

We’ll always have Paris and the empire state building
Watching the Bulls and the yankees out fielding 

But there’s nothing like kissing and the shared living touch,
and the holding of hands that we loved so much.

The smell of your perfume at the end of a day
Knowing that just before work we had shower play

Making love in the moon light the sun and the rain
The memories of beach the car and the plane

Running naked through sand dunes and chasing the sun
Naked moon bathing naming stars just for fun

It was always and only about just you and me,
And it always and shall be for eternity.

 Please don’t go just yet I have something to say
Then you can let my balloon float away

I thought I knew love and knew what to do
But it all went so wrong when I met you

My wires got crossed an my thinking went wonky
My smarts all went south on a pantomime donkey

But now that I’m gone I don’t want you to worry
I don’t want you to rush to get here in a hurry

It’s all down to you now to play and explore
Before you join my photo in our sons bottom draw

Thank you for sharing your life and your love
I’ll be watching you always from the blue skies above

From the wind in your hair to the moon in your eyes
 From the warmth of the sun and the sea and the skies

Feel loved and not spied on, I want your sprit to fly
I can’t live with the thought of making you cry.


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The "last days"

A world filled with violence and hatred,
I see the news and I hear the reports,
A beautiful paradise is now tainted,
Love ones having to part, but all these happenings-whose fault?
Mankind out there are searching for a way out,
"When will wars end?", they scream and shout,
Is there a hope and a better tomorrow?
Where we don't have to live in a world so cold?
The ONE above witnessed it all,
To the righteous ones and meek ones he calls,
A promise of a new world for all who responds,
For the wicked ones, their days will be gone...
Paradise earth to be restored,
Peace and security will not be a fantasy,
For us a new world is installed,
All that is good is not a dream but will soon be a reality...


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Pink Slime

Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

And we wonder why there is an increase
in learning disabilities among children today 
I say it’s because the process, that the food is processed and grown and raised, is
compromised by demand, money, greed or fame. 
I do understand that demand is high 
so we have to do somethin’

So to compete, we inject hormones into the very animal or plant that is sold for consumption
So now we eat these hormones and our bodies are stressed because of the added pesticides and  herbicides and other sh#! that’s hard to digest  

I mean what’s really the cause?
There’s more kids with disabilities today than there ever was  
I say it’s because like the story is told in the verses, that knowledge is increasing in man and the result is not what He purposed. 

Pink Slime and Pesticides..We’re eating stuff that’s been chemically grown inside…and chickens bigger than my thighs


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Tough As Nails

Hopeful doesn’t mean stupid
That doesn’t mean I wasn’t stupid
I was in a state and messed up
Simple as that.

I could dramatize
Spill all the stars from my eyes and mouth and cry out for answers but,
I won’t. 
My spirit can dance alone.
A lapse in judgement will not throw it off beat because it dances to a cosmic drum. My heartbeat and no one else’s.

Dropped my shield 
Set myself on fire 
Burned up a daft dream 
And fell to ashes.

I’ve proven to relate to the phoenix 
Both of us know what it’s like to die a quick death and come back stronger
Time and time again
Our ashes swirl into the manifestation of our desires and in that I find my comfort.

Boulders
Hard topped, granite counters
Tough as nails kid
But kid is man or at least he pretends to be.

Smart phones aren’t so smart but, I’m writing this on one
Sedatives and sad, country music mood swims through my veins.

Excuse me, while I go have a drink with that phoenix.


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Alone

The warm concrete kissed my cheek
when I had finally stopped falling

and I lay there, 
at peace in the sunshine,
bruises on my knees and
scrapes on my hands
bleeding oh so quietly

while I sang my uplifting songs of gratitude.

It's finally happened,
I met the ground,
The world quit spinning
all around
The clock just stopped
The pain just quit
I just embraced my moment
while my throat was slit

I sang and sang and lay and prayed,
My time has come, it's over now, bless my soul
forgive my sins
--scratch that--
I don't give a sh**

Just leave me be, here on the ground
Let me sing without a sound

Let me be at peace 
In my effortless glow
Let me have my minute
Of being alone.


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she takes her leave

she dances, she sings fly away into the clouds give her angle wings


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In the eye of the beholder

Poem by Jorn Boor '' In the eye of the beholder ''

 

The path of life I will walk, slowly I will grow old

Along this road I stumble, throughout the years in which I unfold

 

Insecurity's hold me, only strong tough.. in my past before

Skill & faith... I use my tool set, to build my fundamental inner core

 

Passing phases of moving progression, through my moments of thought

Life's happiness I treasure in full, it's the ingredient for which I fought

 

I mature through life element's, painful encounters bring hard challenges for sure

My mind is set on self realization, which is destined to hold ones cure.

 

I like to run, I love to play, fight through all of my dislikes.

As long as I am still aging, I stay determinate to gain insights

 

Triggers, traps, challenges.. I won't give in, I will not be afraid.

Life's disadvantages I need to handle, so in the end I can set them straight

 

I let my inner soul control my destiny, I focus, I pay attention

I'll grow responsible, I create happiness within this true intention.

 

Birth intended I feel blessed to live, I must shine each single day

I hold in mind to respect my life, I choose to live it in my own way.

 

I stand up for all of my choices, of which I am allowed to make.

Otherwise I am not able to die in peace, I can't allow that my soul is fake.

 

Frustration towards Human Race, I feel the truth is loosing ground

One day I trigger the alarm, to your convenience I will let it sound

 

I'll be my own friend, the bond I create within will set me free

Maybe it doesn't mean to you that much for now, but in the end you'll agree

 

Hiding is the key for failure, in the end I will regret

I enjoy thunder, the lightings and rain, cleansed air is the result which I expect.

 

Faith is creating a gift we handout ourselves, it leads us towards alignment

My environment is a product of me, accomplished... so i can die in contentment. 

 

Jorn Boor, Johannesburg SA 

Date: 26-10-11


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City of the Son

                         There is a hiding place from all life’s woes
                   A city, where the weary and heavy laden may go.
                    A resting place where from the world, I am free.
                A sanctuary of grace that welcomes all inside its gate.
                        A place where time must yield to eternal day, 
                          and all sorrow and tears are wiped away.
                       A city where streams of blessings flow and no 
                            pain,  or heartache shall we ever know.
                          Sweet solace for the soul; how I long to go!
                       The gates of the city stand open night and day
                        refuge for everyone; life eternal in the city of the Son!







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Yes

Yes blank verse


by randall hardin


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Ode rise of poetry death of the owl king part 2

Have no fellowship with unfruitful dark                                                                         black moors cold zephyr for now truth does spark                                                            a fire within the heart run far black dogs                                                                       truth defeats feeds seething flesh to the hogs                                                               Lord punishes high ones coven’s of death                                                                        trumpet of God host angels with one breath                                                                    though they all gather for the last battle                                                                       shiver satan for your own death rattles                                                                             it will not stand serpents cast into fire                                                                        Liars bewitch death’s end a molten mire                                                                           So beware their snares the child only sleeps                                                                     those who mutter and peep your sorceries keep                                                               as for me I know you have no keys so cry                                                                      my King cometh God’s Word upon his thigh           -     Based upon Erlking, Der Erlkönig and his supernatural death


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The Hours

What is love?
Do we know?
Far to few of us really get the meaning.
We are always looking for the visions of passion and romance.
But what we need to realize is that those things are fleeting.
Just as beauty and youth slips thru our fingers, so do the ideals of love.
Love is longevity and time.
Time which we never quite grasp.
Time we need to treasure.
Keep locked away in our minds those moments of happiness and pleasure.
For when the end comes and we relive the path we led, we get to see for ourselves 
if we loved truly... and if we didnt then we remember the pain....
Instead of the moments we should have made real.


*I wrote this after watching the movie "The Hours"


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Resting Spirits

up on the hill where you can just about see heaven 
thats where a spirit goes when it's concious is guilty of sin 
the spirit rests till it's own will can see 
all things that were are and will ever be 

if I wait till the dawn rises the reflection will stare 
straight twords the soul untill God's will is there 
up twords the sunlight follows the brilliant suns glare 
back from the heavens with all new flare 

where there is an opalesence look to the new moon 
follow it's shadows in a monthly gracefull swoon 
peacefullness in it's patterns a place away from the suns doom 
Carry me there away from here resting in it's shadows 
here in my souls cocoon


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The next few moments

Jiggling keys,he gave his crown a scratch
then took another look at his watch.
"You're gorgeous, now please get out!"
for the 10th time he cried out loud.

Out she emerged, breathtaking, as always,
dropping baubles, tottering in her Jimmy's,
Smile still smeared, they left that hour,
unaware of the timed out counter.

Tyres screeched as he sped,
"take it slow honey"she requested,
when, an unexpected brightness grew larger,
until black, and then, everything grew calmer.

With excruciating pain he awakened,
looking around called, "Lauren!"
the teary faces dropped and nodded,
"We're sorry" , they whispered..

Suddenly lifted by a whiff of heat,
all he could hear was his own heart beat.
limped out, made a futile attempt to find his dear,
and crashed with thoughts of future fear.

Shutting the door behind him,
reminiscing love, life, past with grim,
clouds of  "what if" floating his self ,
whole world reduced into a tiny elf.

Moving on is most important at present,
Realizing a  reason, he may not accept,
 he still breathes, for that very reason,
And, taking care of himself will never be treason.


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Gator Bait Series 1st Cold Snapped

The wind was blowing when she left the city...

I believe it was twenty below...

Where she was going she already knew...

But... first she had things she had to do...

Get rid of the body that was clear....

There were no options, it had to disappear....

The heater was broken and blowing cold air...

She could feel the ice, building up in her hair..

She had cleaned up the blood as best she could...

As she had hit him hard with that log of wood...

All she had asked him, was to light a fire...

To take off the chill in the house....

Do it yourself if you are cold...he snapped

And while you’re at it get me a cold beer...from the fridge..




It was early morning when she finally arrived at the bridge..

This was his favourite fishing spot...

She pushed his body off the pier...along with his ice cold beer..

And suddenly began to shiver and sneeze.....

Oh well, she said...this too shall pass..

When I get to the Florida Keys..


PS..this is the first in a series..watch for part 2.."gator bait..the dream "










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As The Other Me Takes Over

Society is a reason that has just ran cold,
Like the tempature I'm feeling never seems to get ahold,
The sadness lingers over and the beauty starts to fade,
When I saw all the negative on the news today,
The darkness that is surrounding me has found a new home,
Deep inside my brain it swells trying to kill the bold,
The new found confidence I had seems to have been old,
Like the old man with the cancer that has just got told,
I know he's still with me in my heart and in my soul,
but I just can't stand what this new year has to hold,
Will it be good for me, will I see, 
All the positive, when will the demons stop to breathe?
There like vultures in my body, I can feel them feed,
All this happiness that I held, were they just a dream?
I've found a medicene that will kill the pain, of the hurt I share,
Your pain it scars me like a knife cutting threw the care,
The worry of this generation is not what it should be,
But I was left with a gift, I'm lucky too be me.
Can I be the light, In the darkness?
Can I bare the stake running threw your lungs,
Can I be the air that you breathe when the whole worlds died,
Can I be the tears in the midst of happiness you cried?
 
Please love me now and in return I'll make your life worth while,
and you won't know what is hurt, I'll heal your wounds and take you from your life,
Give you a new start and I'll set things right,
I see the innocense in a noose every single night,
I wish I could pick them off the rope so high,
What would drive them too that point,
I regret the days I spent,
Being so unhappy in the life I live,
I'm trying to be proud in a world where it's scarase,
Where children have no parents,
Where the government is only but single Tyrants,
So make my job easy and give me the knife,
That will kill these lunatics that crave the night,
That don't do whats right,
I will train in the darkness where I'm the only light,
I will rid the world of there parrell and strife.
Please god just save me tonight.


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The heavens declare

The heavens declare God’s glory

As the body without the spirit is dead
So too the moon is dead 
It has no light of its own
Without the light of the sun 
She cannot shine and give light
In the darkness

So too as the sun rises
In newness each day
So too shall the moon
Rise in newness of light
Reflecting the Glory
Of The SUN/SON 

Like a whirling dancer
The heavens swirl
And sway dressed 
In her skirt of stars 
To the lyrical rhythm
The musical beat 
Of The word of life

© Brenda V Northeast 21/ 01/ 2012


Details | I do not know? | |

Why me

Why me
Why me dear god 
Why the hell me!
I did all you asked 
I’ve even played the card 
Of a good girl, the one 
Everyone wanted me to be.
Why can’t you save me.
I’m hurting immensely 
And no one care not even slightly.
How could you allow me to fall 
So deep, so far into misery.
I’ve grown to hate myself so much so
I’m that demon within the angel 
That you see.
I’m crying out for help
And not once did you show me sympathy.
Like everyone else you pretend to care
My prayers are just words you refuse to here.
You watched the tears ran down my cheeks
And didn’t send an angel to watch over me.
I don’t want to be part of this world anymore
Just set me free….
Sleeping forever is where I are to be.

05/05/09


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The Bridged Breach

A demised man without
Jesus is dead.
So also living soul without
Jesus.
Jesus manifested
for purposes,
What purposes?
The hopeless.                 
to receive hope,
To set the captives free,
Destroying forces 
Of darkness.
With thirty pieces;he
Manifested.
Dark forces defeated.
Our sins forgiven,sure
Access to the father.
Breach in Adamic time,
Put in oblivion by lasting
Bridge-
access granted.
His love is lasting.
The death of Jesus!
Lo He has resurrected!
He lives!


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The Imperfections of Humanity

We are not aware of what we are capable of
nor whether if it's wrong or right.
We sometimes have the will and might
and many of us will stand up and fight.

To show courage and strength
takes determination and motivation.
Wait.....
What am I talking about?

We cheat, we lie, and make mistakes.
We're not perfect in any way.

We weren't made to live forever
but made to live and wilt away.
We suffer through pain and it's hardships
And even sometimes experience love.

Yes, I've had thoughts of suicide
so I can fade away.
Realizing I had issues...
I didn't care.

I've always known who I was inside
and never gave up. 
I'm no philosopher like Socrates
nor do I have a college degree.
But I was raised to be somebody in this world
even if I'm going to fail countless times.

Enough about me.
Lets talk about the human race.

We will get up when knocked down.
We will fight for people we love.
We will live life like it's our last.
We will love ourselves for who we are.

We are only human.
Our imperfections is what makes us perfect.
Therefore, we are perfect in our own little way.


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Praise God

If it's not one thing then it's another.
I'm either fighting with my dad or hearing screams from my mother.
My girlfriend doesn't trust me. I can't pay for therapy.
I can't do this all alone. I get down on my knees.
I ask the lord for forgiveness, right before I begin.
Although he is a forgiving God, how could he look upon sin?
Prayer is so simple even a child can start.
It's not all imagination, your faith must come from the heart.
It's all so real, the thrill you feel, the chill that's going through you.
You no longer fear it, the holy spirit starts showing and glowing, it's true.
Who knew that you, that tough guy? The one that wouldn't believe?
Then why are you always calling out for him when your unable to achieve?
He's always there to help us. Stand out and give it a try.
The Closer you get to God you'll see this isn't a lie.
Thank you, Jesus! Praise Jesus! Halliugha! Oh Lord!
I can never lose a battle using you as a sword!
Life here is too short, yesterday is already gone.
Knowing where you'll spend eternity will help keep you moving on.
Praise God!


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Talking to a star

When you died,
You became a star. 
Of all the times I've cried,
I look up and there you are. 
I talk to you about something,
Your light shines when you agree.
When you laugh you start twinkling,
And I'm glad you're so happy. 
I say I miss you so much. 
I wish you were here with me. 
I cry some more, I miss your touch,
But it's good you're suffer free. 
I tell you about my day,
And you listen. 
And i love the way,
You always start to glisten. 
Talking to a star,
Is not so bad you see,
But no matter how far you are,
In my heart you'll always be.


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Heat Wave

Heat Wave

   Hot
   Everybody's
   At
   Temperature
 
   We
   Are
   Very
   Equipped
 
Heat Wave June 2012

















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Confetti of Flesh

 
Would I rather go too slow,

Damp breath feeding the soil, 

worms to grow, an

old mans toil.

 

For me the answer is clear;

Though not today and I hope not here – 

To explode with love and feelings gold – 

Not too young and not too old

Wise enough to see my growth

But not old enough to have outgrown 

My sprit, 

Fun,

this place called home

That’s how to die

 

A confetti of flesh ruptures the Sky.

Feeding the air, water and earth.

Why you ask do I care how I die –

My love, that is the whole reason -

We’re here

to ask why.


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Missing

Walking around the graveyard
Untaggling his hands from the pocket in his jacket
its clear in his head that he's screaming for something
that something is missing within his heart

Taking off his hat as he sits it on her grave
Pulling out a piece of paper
The death certificate that her name was signed on
a tear falling from his cheek 
he reaches down to pick up the flower he laid there before

crumples at his touch
sitting down the piece of paper
he asked her
how can i love?
when the one i want is not here?

tears fall from his eyes unto the paper 
he lights a candle
sits it by her tombstone

He lays down beside her
listening to the wind
hoping to hear her voice
something he longed for
something that he was missing

he falls asleep
holding the stem of the rose that crumpled before
The pedals fly away with the wind
and the flame of the candle burns out
the rain starts to fall

He lays with his eyes closed
He goes back in time
The rose pedals fall back unto the stem
The paper flies back into his pocket

He walks back into town
Back into the house he was at before
Back at her funeral
to the hospital they were at
When they found out she had cancer
To the church where they got married
To the time when he asked her to marry him
Finally to the place where they met

There story replays again in his mind
he lays cold on the ground beside her
The wind dies down
and the candle starts burning again


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The blinding light of all things impossibly solitary

I MUST FEEL EVERY MOMENT. around. ME, when. I'm the ONE in a CROWD|| There are. NO GODS. left. in OUR. Crowds, our. HUDDLED. masses, sulking|| Here there are. NO CROWDS. no, never WERE. any. crowds, here in. my . own . SAHARRA||


Details | ABC | |

Midnight Skies

Midnight Cries In midnight skies the cries of love drift off to sleep in endless love. For he who heard them. Sent them hope, that God created a world for them. For us to see and bare good times. For no more hurt and devishlish crimes. For the earth which once was good. Is soured and torn. There are no morals or dreams no more. Or hope of good things when suffering soars. For they are crushed by his vast sword. For he who has the greater sin. He has carried and been burdened with. He has been forgotten. In times like these. Because people hearts bleed with disease. For they have burdened him with more sin. They have forgotten the pain he is in. For he so carried his cross with pride. A younge man who was destined to die. No matter what the world does think. This man did live before we did. We have lost our way in darkened times. Like lost sheep we have roamed, away from him. If youd only listen and help to carry his cross. Take the blame for things done past. Change our ways for hope to last. We wont do that out of pride. When he is denied. I feel for him. I pick his cross up and help him off the ground. For he is my brother. Who I have found. He has carried that cross. No man deserved his life in such a lose. Tormented and torturded to no extent. He didnt look like a mere man in the end. He coutinued to stand even after he fell. Showing me the strength of Heaven and hell. For a man so strong, so bold and kind. Showed me what we can do as man kind. He gave his life for everyone who reads this. For those who can not see. Do not be blind Find this man, for he needs you. He gave his life to save you. With your help, you raise his cross. You heal that burden of love. That has been lost. Ease his pain and find your way. For Heaven is a start and hell is a step away.


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Waking up

Whispers all around me, but I don't see a soul
Feelings of dread and regret consumes my being
Is there some dark spirit around that I'm not seeing?
Maybe I'm crazy, but am I the one who's supposed to be playing this role?
Dreaming this reality up, yet it seems so real
Lucidity is ever so fluent; smooth as can be
Pretend time becoming a concrete fantasy
Regardless of where I end up, this is surreal

They say the white light is prevalent, but I disagree
A multitude of shapes and colors are profuse
With all of this around me, how could I not exist?
Reality is what you make it, I still am the real me
Time to make new and to really let loose
Haunting the past will be tough to resist


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When I died

When I left this world without you,
I knew it made you blue.
Your tears fell so freely,
I watched; I know this is true.

While you were weeping,
Days after I passed away.
While all was silent within me,
I saw you kneel to pray.

From this wonderful place called heaven,
Where all my pain is gone.
I send a gentle breeze to whisper,
"My loved ones, please go on."

The peace that I have found here,
Goes far beyond compare.
No rain, No clouds, No suffering-
Just LOVE from everywhere.

You need not to be troubled,
Just stay close to God in prayer.
Someday we'll be reunited,
My love, HIS love surrounds, you always, and forever.

(please rate and comment this im competing for the contest)


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Born into lies, Die fighting for Truth, Live Forever

See you lady's are really dudes, male energy oozes from the paths you choose. 
You see straight lines to your end, and you believe it ends there with ONE life to attend. 
Just understand that world is so lonely, but as a whole you and the other boys won't be the only
To cross over confused, by only yourself and YOUR CHOICE to be used.
See the "rulers" of this world had plans to keep us hiding, for a "better" perceived earth or calming home to reside in.
And they have succeeded as the blind don't wish to see, nor asking a ****ing question to an alternative degree.
Emotions run the world but ya'll think its money, government made bills too huh? now aint that *****funny. 
And they prescribe medicine for every condition, thats just regulated murder with your own permission.
And the "leaders" pay for "news" so you don't go knowing, the truth about nature or where we are growing
Its sad you say that we're babied by the kings, you're bombarded by conspiracies for every single thing.
Now if I give you a secret you promise you can keep it? Its a doozy so make sure you can read it.
The same people who control you and kill all our families, and lie to our faces from cities to shanty's, and make all the rules that you're forced to live by, and keep ALL the money we've worshipped to get by....
WE ARE THE ONES WHO GAVE THEM THE POWER, AND WE CAN TAKE IT BACK AT ANY GIVEN HOUR!


Details | I do not know? | |

Life (part2)

My life is a rhythm of a universe which has gone forth
complete and changing from the hands of my creator
I am one with myself
but was once not me

Till I pass my life on…
I live!

I am humble and grateful -
For the changes of the seasons
For the flow of my heart’s desire
For the salt in my tears
For the pain of my wounds 
For the sweetness of every bite
For the care of my companions
For the love of my beloved
For the lessons that I learn
For the path of my destiny
For the beauty my eyes behold
For the moments of truth that remind me of all of the above

Till I pass my life on…
I live!


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California Girl

Saw a girl walkin’ down the road
Stopped to talk, then that pretty face glowed
"Hey there girl, where ya headin’?"
"California, babe. You’re a swinger I’m bettin’."

California Girl was her name
Thought life was just a game
Lived too fast, lived too hard
Now she’s been dealt her last card

We were drivin’ down the highway
Told her she was goin’ my way
To California, the place of dreams
The place of lies, the place of schemes

California Girl was her name
Put her momma to shame
Endulged too much, had a little more
Now she’s left this world, what for?

Made it to California, what a sight to see
We were gonna rule it all, just her and me
Stopped into this little hotel she knew
Not a lotta people were there, only a few

California Girl was her name
Never wanted to be the same
She had everything, she had it all
But then her life took a horrible fall

This hotel was heaven, you know
They offered grass, they offered snow
She vanished for hours then came back
I knew our lives had left the track

California Girl was her name
Knew she was destined for money and fame
Played the good boys, loved the bad
She never even knew of the life she had

A month into our hotel stay
My baby California Girl had begun to stray
Woke up late one night to find her dead
Layin’ on the floor right next to my bed

California Girl was her name
Thought life was just a game
Lived too fast, lived too hard
Now she’s been dealt her last card


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In Your Love

Every time you kiss my lips 
I am drowning, I'm drowning
Like a never ending abyss
I am drowning, I'm drowning
Every time you whisper I miss you
I am drowning, I'm drowning
In your love,  in your love.

Life doesn't seem dangerous
When I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
Don't take it so serious
Cause I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
I don't care what they think of us
Cause I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
In your love, in your love

~ Leonard Napierskie


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Kidnapped Angel

This shouldn't happen,
To anyone.....
Not ever.
The pain of losing a youthful and yet radiant life
Someone who meant so much to us
The end was not suppose to be like this.
In God's eyes this was the best way
That He could call her home
Laughter that is still ringing in our ears
The smile that we see,
The smile that haunts us in our sleep.....
She was and is
An Angel here on Earth
And an Angel up in Heaven
Yet even in knowing that she's in a better place
We are still somewhat incapable
Of grasping this tragedy
But we WILL see her beautiful smiling face again
One of these days...
We will also meet our Creator......
And she'll be standing at His glorious side,
Waiting for us to come Home......
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This poem is dedicated to our dear friend R.I,P Anna Marie Mayall we all miss and 
love you, you were an incredible inspiration!!!!!


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Faked

I stumble upon a river
the way it flows and feels
I take my shoes off and run threw it
laughing looking up towards the sun
I wake up and it was all just a dream
my sister runs up the stairs
she slams her door
i asked her what was wrong
she looked at me 
She says "mom told me you were adopted"
at first i laughed as i thought it was a joke
I run downstairs to see my mom and dad sitting on the couch
"mom?" i say
she replies "its true we adopted you!" 
she got up and walked into the kitchen
"after all this time i thought i was yours" i say
My father gets up and walks out the door
My mom lays her hand on her forhead
Just dont worry about it  everything will be okay
"No it wont i say"
i felt fake like i wasnt who i was suppose to be
i just sat on my bed thinking about the whole thing
my whole life and who i should have been
I packed my bags that light and i ran away
leaving the less important things behind
i set out on a journey to find my real parents
I had my sister get there info. from my dads office
I took a bus to indiana and looked up there address
As soon as i found it i knocked on the door
A man opened the door
he said "who are you?"
i say "apparently i am your son?!"
"you put me up for adoption?" i repeat

He yells "ANNA!?, Some kid is here for you!"
i repeat the story to her as she denied it
She looked bruised and beaten up
I wanted to help her but the man hut the door on my face

I had no where to go now
So i started on a journey back home
But i never made it there 
I found that old river i use to go too
i stayed there for a few weeks until
i remembered the way back.
I found myself that day
I realized that i was fake but now im not because i know that i am just me not any of them





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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.


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Through the Walls of Hopelessness

There is such a chill.
I’d make use of my flesh
as a heart warmer if only
it hadn’t withered to naught.
Bone protrusions meddle with
the rags of skin that remain
to drape about them.
I feel shame board off
the windows peering into
my mind.
What does one do with their rejected help?
Where does one go to hide from the
monsters of hopelessness?
Care tries to focus beyond the boards
into the depths of my answerless pupils.
I hear pain meagerly challenge the
question deep within my heart, gingerly
prodding at the loose cloth that remains 
of my physique.
When did arrogance overpower the
affect of compassion?
Tears collect around my eclipsed eyes,
drowning out faith, drowning out liberty.
My eyelashes swing profusely at the pools
of sadness, but needles of ignorance 
sew them to my brow with threads of pessimism.
I try to watch through the sorrow.
How can such barbaric norms exist amongst
one’s mind?
Slander poisons the air my lungs rely on,
dirtying the words that exit my mouth.
I feel my throat close.
Slander is poisoning my air.
My throat is tight.
Slander.
Tight.
As my eyelids become heavy I have but
one thing left, the fold of serenity in my brain.
Poisoning slander.
Throat closed.
Serenity.
I feel the air carving prejudices into my voice box.
I restrict.
Choke.
Restrict.
Choke.
The only segregation I allow is between my mind and the slander.
The choking is done.
I am done.
Serenity prevails and
I am done. 
I am done, but serenity prevails.


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Never Take Hate Outside

When you're hurt inside,
And there's no where to hide,
And there's no one on your side,
And it's killing your pride,
Inside,
Never take hate outside,

When your heart is chocking,
The heavy words never spoken,
The things that hurt you inside,
When love has died,
Inside,
Never take hate outside,

When your heart is gone,
From being alone,
And it beats a solemn tone,

When you're cold inside,
It's only a short ride,
Never take hate outside


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A Prayer For Healing

Father,
Do not let me be the demon I have created me to be.
I am the product of myself and my negativity.
I trust You.
I love You.
I thank You.
In Your name,
We pray,
Amen.


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My Life!

My life gets so off course, and spins out of control, like a magical tornado.
My life, to me, is my own death race.
Don’t ask me how or why I look at this way.
I know my life is not great, but I love it as is.
My life, is wrong beyond compare, but its so right too.
My life never comes to a positive road.
My life , is addicting in so many ways.
My life is very regretful, well for many people. I do not regret one damn thing about it.
My life, is my life and I would not change anything in it.
My life is my life and I love everything about it!
I hate my life.  Maybe it could spin into control. 


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End of war........Dawn of Devolopment

Killing and Bombs and cruelty and pain;

Fighting for a kingdom, but what did they gain?

Look at the terrorists they act insane

Blood was spilt in every nook and lane.

Three decades of blood and thousands of lives,

This war made many women husband-less wives

The kids lost their dads and moms lost their sons

Who were all shot by the enemies guns!

A country with pearls and beauty and all,

The useless war made the economy fall

Now that It's peaceful and all is calm

Let's get together and make Sri Lanka 

THE PEARL OF THE INDIAN OCEAN

Once again....!!!


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...our lobster killers

 
...our lobster killers
BP's oil spill destroying
ocean, tap water


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Donnie Darko

through the cellar door the artifact of living tangent universe


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Till Death

Your so far away now
Thought your close in my heart,
The memories of our friendship
Help make it through while we're apart.

The days in the summer
Just enjoying the sun,
Kid's running around playing
Have way to much fun.

The funny times we had
Tears, laughter, hardships we'd share,
The comfort each had felt inside
Knowing for each other, we'd be there.

No matter what the situation is
We're forever bond as friends,
We'll make it always together
For only death is when it ends


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The End is Far

Thus it began, the end - the end of all
For such is life it's said: a road of love
But love is frail, weakening til you fall
And death that wicked foe comes from above

The beginning ends, the end must begin
For that is life you know: a winding road
With twists and turns, littered mistakes and sins
But where is hope to lighten any load

The end ends happily ever after
For life is but a fairy tale you know
Full of tears and sobs – with smiles and laughter
Live your life - the end is far – death will go


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Jagged Edges








                                            I had once walk this earth naked and broken
                                           With my eyes I could not see
                                           Finding a vein in my heart with the pulse of life
                                           I no longer walk in the way of deceit
                                           I was drifted to the jagged edges of my world
                                           and the earth taking from under my feet
                                           Arrows of truth killed my sorrow
                                           Yesterday is gone, tomorrow is to come, and
                                           today I'm at peace.






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The Story Of Samson

Making A Commitment To God

Samson...  A judge of Israel 
was known to be strong.
Because of his vow to God.  
His hair was to grow long.

With the jawbone of an ass... 
Thousands of Philistines were killed.
To get the secret of his strength, 
is what they had willed.

They sent Delilah to tempt him 
with her charm and beauty.
Samson revealed his secret to her.  
Growing exhausted & weary.

Breaking the promise of God... 
He lost his strength and eyesight.
Till the day he rested his hand on
 the Philistine' temple so tight.

He asked God to give him
 strength once again.
Then pushed the pillars.  
Killing thousands with him.

For all of his accomplishments 
he had made.
He broke his promise to God. 
 When his secret he gave…

Make sure your commitment 
to God is true and real.
So you don't end up, 
like Samson of Israel!

By Jim Pemberton  


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Sun Bleats

That which would make me a cog in the machine , 
dragoon me into a lethal automaton
	be left in the walls of sleep.

As the sun bleats in fear of crowds &
the sparrows call w-/in a ring of fire.
	Let the world spin on thru space's 
quagmire sinking ships in the velvet ink 
	on the writer's hand. Or let the 
chase end w-/ hands holding crystal ducks &
 chunks of lung, held by the prism of 
	your stare.

	To dance swirling down the drain 
as another matter for the brain to tick 
as a clock tocks out seven days to review 
& recall all infected packets of nurofen.

	Prescribing Anti-psychotics for a mild case
of the flu while the fever dreams strike 
	drowning in clay & blank doll faces.

As my daughter will drink only the finest wine 
& my son will make all the other children cry 
w-/ the malice of his fingers.
	
	In the first flash of a passionate love
affair , feather light, beating as two hearts 
revolve round the moon lit stage. 


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lets just walk away.....for now, that is... the war is still on buddy.

ok.... let me cool down. lets use some logic
lets not make this truly manic
i dont want to fight
no, not tonight. 
lets save it for next week
if a war is what you seek
you know me too well, too much
you know that i have such
a fiery persona
that i burn like the Corona*
that no matter what, 
i can take what you say and make that
sound like your one of those jerks
yea, thats one of my many perks
that you tried to slam
and you say your a man
you are the little boy
that lost his best toy
and does not even know it
that i wont take your sht
and that your new girl wont either
maybe i should tell her what you said to me, she wont like you either
i could find her on facebook. i saw her page
she looks kinda young, you sure she's your age?
i dont know, im just so tired of all your sht
i really cant stand it
i cant stand you 
i thought this would never occure, but what should i do?
should i just take your sht and say it makes you a jerk all the more
i was fine until you called me a whore
then i got pissed
that you would say that to the girl you kissed
that you loved and lied to
i didnt do that to you
i said i did, to make you hurt like i do
but i did not, i loved you through n' through. 
you make a fool of me
so now what and see
what i will do  to you
the next time i see you
i will truly slam you, face to face
in this place
with in this space
im not ms.Friendly, i can make you cry
and no, i did not feed you a lie
but i wont get into that
you selfish little arse of a slimey rat
no, i wont
my respect for myself told me "dont, 
he does not deserve your time, leave it be"
so that is what i will do, until you slam me
then the storm will come
and you wont know, unlike some
so prepare yourself
cause i will make you try to disembowl yourself and put your spine on a shelf
oh wait, you dont even have one, never mind. 
i will just leave you behind
im a new woman now
so right now
i will be the bigger person and leave


(Corona is latin for "the sun")
hope this is the poem you recieve
on your deaht bed, tight before you die, you will know what you did
who your hurt and what you said.
Good Bye Ryan Dimaio. 
Good bye.


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The Lords people in a Corrupt World

I see the world crumbling around me, people losing their moral ground
Following what they think is right rather than what they truly know is right. 
Most people really are uneducated sheep and cannot see what’s right in front of their faces. 

So many even mock the Lord and his word as if he didn’t exist and even openly say with conviction that theirs no GOD! And instead there small minds worship a sport as if it was their GOD?! 

It really disgusts me and breaks my heart to see how far mankind has gone and I fear for their souls as they do not know what they do. 

Dear Lord please have mercy and help show them the way, its easy for them to be distracted and miss lead with all they hear and are shown in this corrupt world without its true intentions shown.

GOD Bless all the Lords people and hold your heads high as the true fight is yet to happen and when it does . .  We’ll fight until we die!

Amen 


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The Other Side

Oh how foolish you are with your frivolous mind 
To think my love is like any other kind

In time when you leave this world from which you stand
I will open your eyes to everything I have planned

Freedom from pain and fear is what your future is to behold
In these streets I have paved with shimmering gold

Worry and doubt will all be left behind
And replaced with more hope than you will ever find

I will be there to meet you with a smile upon my face
Ready to say welcome home as you walk into my gentle embrace


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The downward spiral

The downward spiral

On the edge.
Leaning towards the deep end
The dark waters with their mystery
Seem to beckon you and your misery
Talking like its cold embrace will warm you
It is asking for your life and to guide you.
Leaning forward into the abyss
The wind past your ears seem to hiss
Your fly and you soar
For a time that makes you wish you had more
Though the feeling cannot last
If you keep thinking of what people said in your past
The water boils from your unleashed rage
Only stirring the whirlwind of pain and hate
As you claw at the blackness surrounding you
In the tormenting fury that you cannot bare
You wish to scream in your anger 
Yet your voice seems to just whimper
drowned without air
As you are over come with despair.
The lack of life in this moment makes you weep
All you want to do is sleep
But then you think.
What about the ones I will make weep?
Maybe it’s not all that it seems
Maybe someone is waiting just for me
To wake them from their dreams
The nightmare that they cannot break free 
The one they are waiting in just for me.
I want it all to stop
I really want to quit
But I know the person is waiting for a hero
And this hero is me.
I must get out.
Out of this dream
I need to wake and help the one beckoning me
I say sorry to this black water
Then flail in its grip
Trying to escape its unholy embrace.
My breath escapes from my lungs
And my mind screams in pain.
But then the darkness evaporates.
Leaving me to start anew 
Like a phoenix rising from its own dark ashes.
I look at the world I thought I knew
Awake and breathing
I arise from my room
A new view on life.....
I look in a mirror
Then I see what I want to be
The glass shatters
Setting me free.
I will change the world 
And all that has hurt.
I will not let the one waiting for me down
I will find him or her and turn their life around.
I won’t let this world drown 
I won’t let others follow their spiral to the ground
Because I’ve already been to the bottom
 I know what it’s like to hit the ground
Then lose all you have had
But now is my chance to turn it all around
Ill carry you up that spiral with not a look down
I’ll help you rebuild your world again
Then stay with you until our end
Now no one will fear the spiral again
Because they will always have a friend.


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Road to Redemption

Introduction: Tribute to brothers in the fray and families for them pray...


Life in these rough times, We barely even feel the daytime Every second counts greatly, As there’s no going back in time Sometimes we lose to win, try not to fail again, But mostly we end up back to where we all began Every single day, we wake up in one piece, Where brothers in the fray, they hardly get to cease Our tears drop all over the floor, They keep on till their blood stains from their core Every second till the end, We pray for them to knock on our doors Sadly at times, things go the other way for the best cause, All we can do really, is not breakdown and pause Prayer’s the only strand through the last breath, When they depart with a peaceful end Emptiness and happiness, constantly flowing along, The memories, they always live right within our souls When days seem cloudy and life gets lonely Debts grow high and smiles fade into sigh At that instant, that very moment, Just pray, pray to get healed, Heal from this insanity, pray to be free, Free from this misery It all comes down to the crying in the end, The stillness stares up towards the sky As we do bid farewell to dear friends But at some point through all the pain and sour grin, recovery does begin The ones we love and care, Though some are not so near Scattered through this bittersweet world, Waiting for us to share; This life is like the weather, It changes altogether It may get bad and may get sad, But know it’s not forever, Better days will come eventually, The morning sun will shine brightly Through our endeavors and our prayers, we shall recover From things we’ve lost so dearly So just hold on to the light and believe in salvation, And the rays of truth shall lead the road to redemption…


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In Heaven

Plethoric grains of sand-
dug deep 'neath my hand.
And nails so hued and old-
wrinkles sanded in youth
that unfolds.

These shores- miles away...
They are my childhood memories
that long to go but still in stay.
I owe it to the roaring tunes
of longward seas.

A paradise from distant lights,
and city buildings at their heights.
As long as the streets of carved lines
will lead to no where, where the
world divides.

On this Island of persuit of happiness,
I can hold my elder dignity in no stress.
The grains from ocean shore,
digs deeps to my veins, my blood.
Shall I grow old nevermore.


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Never gone

Do not cry when I am gone
For I shall not have gone at all
For if you look close enough
I will still be here
I shall be the shadows on the wall
The warm from a fire
The sunshine on a spring day
The wind through your hair
The very air that you breath
And in your dreams
The happy memories we both shared


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what are you facing today

 What are you facing today? Are you innocent and someone you trusted in has sold you out, and now your reputation is in question? Have all your close friends deserted you because of this?
Are you before the Judge and those accusing you want your blood?
Have you been declared guilty when you've done nothing wrong?
Is the judgment on your innocent person more than your body can take?
You are spat upon, your whipped till flesh falls off your back, and to top it off they thrust thorns like barbed wire into your innocent head and ridicule you.

Not finished yet- they then make you carry a heavy wooden cross to staple you on. Then leave you to die- while some brave few women look on in remorse and pity?
Not a great day- to start a kingdom-it doesn't make sense to our senses how this one person (called GOD) would do this to prevent our own guilty judgment and to pay our price for sin on Himself!
But He did because He who created all life knows- HELL is real and wants to keep us from going there! Don't let what His LOVE paid the price for be in vain- His declaration of love was to pay our debt- for free- all you have to do is simply believe and He gives you even that faith if you will let HIM.

He will then exchange your life for HIS and you will be totally new! A new start to forever be with HIM in paradise- He is coming soon to collect all who have availed themselves of this free gift- DON'T MISS OUT- HE ADORES YOU and has paid the price to set you free- none of us can be worthy enough- it is not our righteousness that will pay this amazing price of redemption- if there was another way- don't you think HE would have taken that way?

Be warned time is short- it could be your lifetime- but who knows how long that will be?
L


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Hands Awake

Hands awaken! Speak out! Answer to sacred shouts,
subterranean whispering, to stars above rooftops—
thread sunlit branches with the chattering of a thousand leaves.

If fluxes and urgencies of confusion or death
should drawn you into your self-box, I say,
remember when one constructed self-prison fell away.
However you helped this forward,
do more of the same.

Be rain-hands, weeping, steeped in earth fragrance.
Be fingers in blossom, faces turning upward,
loves innumerable, rough-cut bedazzled—
unafraid to be splayed open.

Be pocketed hands, released to the welcoming wind—
multiplying there in mid-air,
riding the four directions.

Be hands of smoke and fire, descending and ascending like ragged bird-song—
effulgent, double-charged with surprise
and now even with mock surprises.

Start at the beginning, where you are.
Don’t be satiate with loll-lolling
recede wave’s tide, retreat back and back
into yourselves, until grown utterly intellectual and lumpish!

Now, you Human Being—you come awake also!
Sweep the furnishings from table. Upend the table lawlessly.
Bring the muscular, fleshy, feminine against the masculine and muscular.
Bring the masculine to the feminine. Bring friend to enemy,
estranged neighbor to the confidant. In a dance of pressing hands,
let subtle conversation play.

Ring all the tiny bells.
Stir the King and Queen of Remembrance.

In over-arching restraint, holding back one iota, so pure notes sound—
bring sunburst, sphere and harmony.
Make your entire body a listening board
forming therein—tender shape around which love
seed unfolds infinite spaces and then…

Spring awake! All to better dreaming
where hope and faith are undashed, not this dying.

O, hear me now! Hands, every which one of you,
with every human—never again sleep,
never abandon!


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Camille

Wake up to find its not just a dream, 
the morning rips a new wound of reality. 
Forever gone, Forever missing, 
All the regrets building up inside of me. 
I could have been better, 
cause you were the best, 
I love you with everything 
now you took your last breath. 
You went, happily 
and chased the birds over that rainbow bridge, 
I hope your watching from above c
ause when you left you took a part of my heart

...RIP My Beautiful Puppy. I Love You Camille Baby?


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A Caring Heart

A simple union of Kindred souls is all it takes
A caring stranger giving you hope to go on is who I try to be
A caring heart is where i start
I see a beautiful child before me
Her life in the grips of deaths evil hands
What her fate may be no one knows
But I know I can give her hope
I see an elderly man stumble as he walks
I jump up to give him a hand
No man or woman should have to feel alone
So I try to make them feel welcome
People come together in the darkest of times
And in their Union light can be found
When an epidemic hits a society you can find unity
As once when I was ill others were there for me Ill be the same for them
My name is not defined by what happens to me
Its defined by my actions and the response I leave behind


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Station Bench

Everyone is a child's child.

Everyone is grown some
little, some hardly at all.

Everyone is one
until they are none,
no more.


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War machine

I blaze when i shine young soldier, Your job is hard you got my shoulder
Dont cry just grow up be older, your a war machine now your colder
but dont worry ill still stand to holdya, i got your back young soldier

Everyone even at a young age hase feelings
They shape us to who we are with meanings
peace for one world is anothers bond brothers dreaming
i watched us grow up we were hurt but now we are healing


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Gloves II

She stirs and wakes...
Only to discover she does not live...
Her frosted heart was blocked...
"He broke through." she thought
"All those year's of work for nothing..."
As she makes her way home tears stream down her face...
"It's been some time since this has happened..."
But what she knew deep down inside was the truth...
"This was my fault" she whispers
"How could I have been  so blind?"
"You weren't" said the voices
She stops and looks for the source
"Your'e to good for him anyway" 
"Who are you?!?" she shouts into the night
The disembodied voices said
"We are the ones who will always be there for you"
She stops at the front of her house and turns back...
"Thank you" she whispers 
Holding back tears as they present her with new gloves
As she slips them on she looks back and reflects upon herself
"They were there..BECAUSE THEY LOVE ME..."


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RETURN TO HELL - Monsieur L'Vampyre

 MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE Return To Hell
Tonight love flies from where love never seems
to occupy, it comes from time somewhere,
and long ago, from emptiness of dreams
you've long forgot, but they are steaming there

deep in the night, from where I've spread my wings
and fly into your life in need of me
but be aware, sometimes my love it stings
upon your neck but sets your spirit free;

and then we fly through all of time and space
into the mist that's lifting cool and blue
back to the forests long burned by the race
straight to the heart of love that bothers you;

and you will love me like you've loved before
when you were someone else demanding more.

Take wing my love! There's naught your heart should fear
It's just like deja vu or times gone by
look deep into your death--love will appear
your love will never let your spirit die

and all are just as undead as I've been,
the only difference is you you come and go,
while dying as you have I've never seen
nor had the peace of mind the dead all know.

but love is constant in my life and heart
demanding blood be pumping through my vein
and when you feel my bite you'll be a part
of everything I've ever been, again.

Yes you have lived before and loved too well
and that's the price you pay to live in Hell.


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Alone With No Sense Of Direction

I am a lost person, but I am not alone.
I make choices in my life and I choose to let go.
I need a change of space, and my lyrical notes,
The beauty and the face should fade, but more I want to grow.
The nobility in life is sad, when madness is a nuisance and insanity a fad.
I have some regrets, some I can't forget,
but If I can't forgive myself, then who will forgive my sins?
I'll give it my all, and pray I win.
I'll keep my heart locked and throw away the key,
never let anyone inside, so I can remain free.
Can I question a higher power, or would I be dead,
The scum of the earth, creating poetry that is read,
by the mindless masses, blaming the heart to death,
I hope this will heal me, burning the past, 
The beauty in the innocence, never really lasts.
I have a feeling tonight will open my eyes, 
and guide me too the light instead of lies.
I'm praying to god that you are how I think you are,
because I need compassion, not just a broken heart.
I don't know why I like you, but you seem to close to part.
Please don't leave me here, surrounded in the dark.


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ROXY, THE ROTTWEILER

Roxy as the loudest rottweiler in Waterbury, an historic town in Connecticut,
Roxy was a vigilante dog, which never let a stranger or a burglar in;
once this ranch home was a haven, thanks for the love she had shown!
While I was watching my favorite movie, she joined in with interest; 
I padded her to let her know that I approved of her curiosity,
and I spoiled her with foods that dogs shouldn't eat: like cookies and pastry! 



On the sunniest days of spring and summert, we spent many hours playing, I threw the ball
and she would find it anywhere on the lawn and bring it back breathing heavily;
whoever says that dogs can't be human?....They have already proven that to us
by being our best friends! A dog can rescue a child from a burning house,
and jump into the coldest pool and bring that baby unharmed to safety;
and many of them take risks that we wouldn't take, to protect us in dangerous situations!



Canines have been our bodyguards since ancient times...Homer, the blind poet, had one, too,
but what they don't have is a spirit like ours, that spirit which returns, upon death, to God;
and will they ever go to Heaven with us? Our answer should be no, but the odds of taking  
them with us, wouldn't be favorable, so we must leave them behind in their earthly dwelling! 
When we'll be resurrected by Christ, we'll remember these loyal and dear companions
that shared our affections, our joy of loving, and our same fate: living and dying like we do!
     



Roxy was the gentlest and the most affectionate dog that ever lived, Roxy kept me from harm;
and what she gave was more than anyone could ever give! And my appreciation and gladness
were demonstrated in my caring ways: making sure she was well-fed and had plenty 
of water to drink, when I would be gone for hours...and on my return, she would greet me 
with a loud bark, and licking my cheeks, she jumped on me and tickled me with her paws!  
Roxy was a gift from a neighbor who died alone; she entrusted her to me, and called me son!


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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Who Am I Where Am I Going

Who Am I? Where Is My Life Going? Who am I? Where is my life going? Have I turned the “wrong” direction? Without knowing? It almost seems like yesterday that I was a young man. The adversities I faced... I was determined to withstand. But as I’m growing older, and my body is achin.’ It seems like many of my goals in life have been forsaken. What have ! accomplished all of these years? As the end of my life is drawing ever so near… If I gained everything in this world. But my soul is lost… Have I done my best for God? Whatever the cost? During these past few days, it’s becoming clear to me. There is a God who really does love me! I’ve started reading his word. And have heard his voice. It was he that first loved me. I was HIS choice! He has a plan for my life and one purpose in mind. And shall always be with me… Till the end of time! Whatever time I have left… And each day that is spent… I come to Jesus now and I humbly repent! Whatever direction I am now going is a blessing indeed. For God now directs me and supplies my every need! I don’t have to questions my goals, ambitions or dreams. I am enjoying a new life. That only Jesus brings! Christ is my everything! The answer to my every prayer! My life is now kept in HIS tender mercy and care! By Jim Pemberton 10/30/11


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Fear Not Death pt. 2

We find our bodies,
And patiently wait.
Under the sod is,
Our physical state.

Souls are risen,
In perfect form.
Preisthood has given,
What we call norm.

You regain your body,
And approach mine.
You call a blessing,
My spirit and flesh you bind.

Satan's reign has ended.
He's now chained down.
To nothing he's blended,
No temptation is found.

We are able to be,
In the presence of our Lord,
To be able to be free,
Or be bound with a cord.

We'll all recieve glory,
Depending on who we are.
The amount to be free,
According to our heart.


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IN THIS ACT OF PAIN, I TAKE MY VENGENCE

Beyond the illusion of skin and polite talk a shadow dwells within me, whispering unto me my deepest ugly thoughts, my secret sins, my foul intentions and slowly devouring the goodness in me.

it draws its filth from my chosen path smearing it with deceit.

The stains of the fear of having to lose an anticipated love

loathing those you remember with hate and those whose care for you is bare,

an anger driven by a hunger to care, to feel, to live.

This pain that I alone understand and cherish is master

luring me with an apparition of a budding flower, a beautiful maiden women

who comes to me in full consciousness drawing me to a secluded place

where I am vulnerable with need for company and she feeds from this - my loneliness.

With her electrifying touch, her infectious smile and the maze of her luminous eyes

I beg her to enslave me. Her voice seducing my mysterious soul into a colourful trance of mellowing.

she lived for us, died for us and in death refused to part

in eternity seeking our unison,

in her existing even though beyond this realm

she erupts the fires of a longing an enfolding passion that quickly rises and towers down and over everything I have ever believed was.

From a dull world so familiar to me of grey, black and white she leads me on to a vast land of dreams that fills me with new emotions.

Colours freshly bloom before my eyes and all this for my heart to take warmth.

Now let me alone with this pain I am forever an addict to.

The stab of it stinging my dull being filling me with a high that thrills and fills my vacant space with a loud haunting scream.

Oh! I bleed this poem from my very soul, as she whispers unto me.

My hope in her goodness that shuns out the darkness that seeks to possess my soul.


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demo

To be said 
	What are you look at ?
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	Mother board specification ...

... Rainbow shimmer Smirk ...
	To be said 
Above 
	or 
		below 
we all crawl in the mud 
	trying to 
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Consuming when you laugh w-/ it 
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As We LookThrough Time

As We Look Through Time…

As we look through time, and the kingdoms that failed…
There was much war and wickedness that prevailed!

That there were many things built through my labor.
Mankind can’t still get along with his neighbor.

Even the mightiest of the warriors have fallen!
That day when the winds of death came callin’!

There’s been much heartaches, and many who’ve cried…
As we have all family and loved ones who’ve died!

In spite of all our efforts…  And all we’ve done.
There’s nothing new that happens,
 “under the sun.”

There’s a God in heaven who still reigns supreme.
He know all about us.  He knows
 and sees everything!

Time was divided with Jesus’ death on the cross!
Without him…  Everything is meaningless and lost!

He provides time with hope and an anticipation…
And offers freely, his grace and salvation!

As we look through time, and all God has given.
He still gives us time, for our sins to be forgiven!

Won’t you take time and accept 
what he offers to give you!
He’s waiting! And wants to change and bless you!

This same God, who made this world many years ago,
Can make you brand new!  
And completely whole!

By Jim Pemberton   11/08/12


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To a Mermaid

At the end of the day
All your tears fade away;
All the stars come to rest,
The horizon now crest.

At the sea, the tide fades
As the sum of these days
Takes its toll on the ground,
Ripped and torn, tattered down.

And I'm here, by your side,
Torn away by the tide,
Trying still not to drown,
Not to fade in the sound of the sea.

But I see you, your eyes
Are the tide of the sea.
As they ebb, so they rise.
Still, they wash into me.

I can cry now no more.
Struck yet speechless, I cease.
In your eye, the tides roar;
I have found my release.

Lost in beauty, in that sea,
Lost in time, I'm lost to me.
Your face has aspect, fearful symmetry.
I find I'm lost for words. I cease to breathe.

And as the tide now tears me down,
It matters not.
My soul has found its rest within these ceaseless tides
That once contained my empty cries.

Captivated by your lips,
My breath is water.
'Neath the whips and scorns of time,
I find my peace.
My soul, content, has found release.

Lost in my emotion,
I found what I could be.
Drowned within that ocean,
My soul's absolved to me.

So have I drowned inside the sea,
Inside your tears, inside of me.
I know now what it is to be
Free.


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Michelle

A little dog so scared with her tucked tail
Came to my front porch one day.
She was ragged and torn, but sharp as a nail,
And when I looked at her I could see
what a price she did pay.
What kind of abuse this poor little creature had endured.
I could never imagine and it would never happen again
I assured.
We fed her and bathed her and gave her a home.
And not once in all those years did this little dog roam.
When she first came whe would cower and hide.
If a broome or rake handle of any kind
she did abide.
We finally gained her trust as the days moved on,
And she wasn't afraid anymore of being abused and alone.
The years flew by and she grew dim in her eye,
She couldn't see very well, especially at night.
She could only fiind her way by seeing the porch light.
She got confused one night when she saw a car light.
And followed it into the road.
Now my baby Michelle is at rest in the woods 
but not her final abode.
For I believe you see,
She's waiting for me.


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Tears are HOME in HEAVEN

We splash down the contour of Your cheek; We carry the word; YOU Long to  SPEAK 
                                                        LOVE
We entwine together, leap to the Ground, Thanksgivings for the Love I have FOUND:
                                                        Y O U
 
               Inspired and Dedicated To My FOREVER :  “ BARBARA JEAN “
                                            To be Continued


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Cold Brittle Truth

As a race
We chase the tail of approval
As a race
Cowardice abides
Dissonant souls
And dreary eyes
Measly lies
And tensions rise

As a whole 
We march to the melancholy drum
And bathe in the scum
Of what we've become

Oh sadness, my old companion
You, who tore me from childhood fantasy
You, who made my joy a fallacy
You

Seldom is the heart
In a place willing to give
In a place worthy of peace
You're living, at least
Though you may not want to live

As a tribe
We cannot deny
As a tribe
We can no longer lie
Or divided, and lost
We all will die


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It's Not Your Fault

The thing about life
is that
it can end in an instant

When the rope of the
harsh words
wraps tightly around your 

Neck squeezing tighter
and tighter
you just want to jump

To end it all to end all
the pain
and the hatred and words

It is not only the words
that push
you over the edge

It is too the fists and
the feet 
that slam into you

Over and over
without
a break with out letting up 

Making you break down and slide down
the wall
and cry and cry and cry

One phone call can 
save a
live, stopping that jump

Stopping the self hate
and
spreading the love

The love i have for 
you will 
never fade or die and i hope

will make you better
to sleep
and to be able to be 

Happy again to 
be happy
forever and always with me

just remember and know
that it's
NOT YOUR FAULT


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Purpose

I've come to this place, 
Without a reason,
Life just makes no sense
What is the point in doing anything
Years from now I wont exist

I look at my hands, I look at my face
I try to figure it out
All this flesh that holds me together
Will someday be in the ground

Beyond my control, without a doubt
I cannot see the purpose
In getting married, in having dreams
In the end it's all so worthless

Each birthday passes, celebration 
til your old enough to see the light
Birthdays are just a harsh reminder
of the years you've got left of your life

But here I am, and there you were
My whole perspective changed cos of you
And although I still go back to that place
Its easier cos I'm with you

You make me laugh, you make me smile
I love the way you make me feel
& when I'm surrounded by a world so blinded
You remind me of what is real

I look at you, & I see a purpose
in all the things I do 
& I'd rather live a life with no answers
Then to not live at all with you


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Jesus Gave His Life


Jesus gave his life! He wants to share it!
Will you take up the cross?  And bear it?

He asks us to “take up the cross
 and follow him.”
He’s what we need!  
The sacrifice for our sin!

He provides peace, love and rest for all!
There’s no problem too great
 or too small!

His life for yours…  
What choice will you make?
Please do it now…  
Before it’s too late!

Right now!  Today! 
 You can be made clean!
God is always with you!  
And can do anything!

The opportunity is given!.  
The choice must be made!
Will you be free in Christ?  
Or be sin’s slave?

All it takes is spending 
 time in prayer!
Jesus is here now!  
And can meet you right there!


By Jim Pemberton   


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Living and Dying to Live

We are all living and dying a little every day
What a profound yet simple thought I’d say
Sensing every breath, feeling every heartbeats sway
Eternally learning to live as to heaven we find our way



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COCOON

       BUTTERFLY WINGS
I do appreciate your being here
But one day soon you know I'll disappear.
And when I fly,
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

I know you see someone you think is me.
But nothing's really what it seems to be,
and when I fly
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

Bright light.
Never ending white light.
All my life a sweet ride, on butterfly wings.
Highway.
Always going my way
I'll keep going my way, on butterfly wings.
Out there
I'll be going somewhere
and I'm going to get there, on butterfly wings
Bright light
never ending white light
all my life a sweet ride, on butterfly wings.

It's not that I don't care, you know I do.
And you can feel it, when I think of you,
and when I fly,
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

This is one of my personal favorite poems I have written that developed into a Song Lyric. It is on Youtube, as a video as well.


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Nightmare

"...And one day i was hearing around that I had died.
But I was feeling alive! 
I was just in another very beautiful place
and I felt so happy there! 

...And in this beautiful place I saw a dream.
I dreamed that I was on a small planet
that they call 'Earth'.
And I got in a panic with all those that I saw and lived there

....And one day I heard around that I had died.
and woke up from the horror
And I started to laugh, and laugh, and laugh from happiness.
It was not more than a bad dream.

It was not me, the man, that had died.
It was just me
inside my dream..."

Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved


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I'LL SMILE 4 U

Stroll through the Illest Empire
So much heat feeling like we’re living in the fire
But we’re living under fire
Tell me how many shots must it take before my loved ones are crying at my own wake
Its time for a break from sad eyes I’ve seen grown men cry
It hurts to tell a loved one good-bye
It’s the same reason why they died
Hearts just too full of pride
Mothers praying their young’n wont be a victim of a homicide
Too many drive-bys blood shed for a block you really can’t call mine
Wishing we could turn back time
High off of nickels’ and dimes
Making moves to boost your grind looking for hope
But the hustle got us in a head choke
Don’t blame me for acting crazy cause this how the streets made me and you
To watch our back and throw bows and cuss
Cause you got to be tough when times are rough
I know your asking when will enough be enough
And truth is I don’t know but this is how it goes down
But if I make it out will you smile for me now

So many families struggling with poverty
I don’t judge cause that use to be me
Watching mom come home late
Barley any food on our plate
So young and life we already hate
Praying God bring us something great
My clothes were cheap imitates and kids called you on them for being fake
Knowing mom bust her ass to provide
But all your knock offs you begin to hide
Ashamed of what you own
I know how you feel I been there too
I see mothers walking there kids to school
And the walk is far when you cant afford a car
Mom hoping one day you’ll be a star
I know about being next to poor
Your local neighborhood liquor market is your grocery store
Wishing you didn’t have to go through that living off of food stamps
Cube the neighborhood is a trap but we’ll all be free
So smile for you and me

Even 2pac said smile for me
This isn’t how its always going to be unless you let it be
In our different way we’re all a G
Cause we’re trying to make it straight legit
Whatever your hustle never quit but don’t lose yourself in it
Cause you still got a long ways to go
Still got a long time to grow
Use what you know to get by or you wont survive
Remember to always keep your dreams alive
Whatever it is just do it and never try
The limit is the sky so keep your heads held high
And when you come to a hard road just always know nothing can keep you down
You’ll be able to come back around
So give yourself a chance
And I’ll smile for you now

JUNE ‘06
B.K.M.jr


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The Revival by Michael Byron Dale Hamilton

I have felt the love
I have felt the hate
I have felt the life leave my heart

I have felt the ones I loved betray me
I have felt ones care from afar
I have always wanted a few besides me
Without them I am nothing

Whether you are there from afar
Or walking by my side
Whether patting my back
Or giving me a tender kiss of life

I have been mocked with riches
And I tore myself down 
"Life is going to hell" I said
As i crossed on to a dangerous path of life

But after today
Things have went my way
And nothing now feels wrong

The past is gone now
These times anew
But at least these times
I'll spend time with you

I was the voice of which could not be heard
I was the song which couldn't be sung
I was the one that went unnoticed
I was the bell that was un-rung

I was one of the lucky ones
I had my friends there all the way
To revive me from my aches and sorrows
Bringing back my true life

I noticed life was passing by
As life soared right by my side
I gathered all my strength and spread my wings
And now with life I fly

The Revival by Michael Byron Dale Hamilton


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New Beginning

Introduction: It’s a piece dedicated to the lullaby of a different kind. It’s something which has happened to many out there, but the experience is distinctively significant…


A priceless surprise, silenced all in its tune By a soft heavenly cry, from the delivery room Only a few hours was the night; so young Where for the first time, she opened her eyes, While by her side her dearly loved one For the last time, closed her teary eyes Father held her near and resounded to her cry; But all mother could share was, this lullaby – The long last beep from the ECG Echoed her heartbeat…The last goodbye Happiness and sadness broke through the night With streams of tears for mother’s plight; She never had the chance to hold her close But left precious prayers that never left her side As she came down to their hearts Her soul flew up high apart, The transfer of two lives through one, Their journey was complete and done Caught within that reverie He conveyed the Azaan through her ears, In the wake of such irony He fell down to prostrate in tears When all hopes seemed to end, father’s prayer did transcend O’ Almighty became her closest friend and had for her a Grande plan, Under HIS mercy and HIS guide, she flourished through the darkest nights To a new beginning – she set off to write.


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Darkness

I sat here, staring at the darkness through a windshield. 
The few stars that shines in the sky. 
I feel even that of my soul as I sit here and ride. 
The darkness that exist there. 
The emptiness, the loneliness, the hurt. 
I feel also the joy in my life, there deep inside I know my heart is. 

That of the one I love. 
That of my life's struggle to overcome and be the man I am. 
That of a loving gentleman with heart of pure gold. 
That of the reason I survive is of the lord thy God.
 
For I have been dead twice, only to walk these days with reason and purpose. 
For what they are is not for me to question but my life to choose.
The right and wrong he has given. 
For there the darkness is but him who holds my life.
 
The choices I wonder, with no answers do I get. 
But there I know I am blessed. 
For it is not that I want much with what little I have. 
But it is only by his grace I do have.
 
The love of my heart that keeps my soul striving on. 
That even in darkness, no one can take from me. 
The kind of man I am meant to be. 
I follow my heart to see where it leads.
 
In hopes of true love and fullness in life. 
Finding myself and who I once was before the darkness. 
Finding a soul mate that I can share my inner self for life.
To share a true love of heart and greatness.

There is a light that shines in darkness.
That proves God's existance.
Because he give us love even through the times of darkness.


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if you only knew

when you lose sight of what really counts
its easy to focus on only whats shallow
am i too fat is my nose too big
do i walk or talk weird whats wrong with me
when we forget the depth that is here in this world
and focus on things that are just absurd
so maybe im not a supermodel and my bums a tad on the thick side
and maybe im no a genius thats getting a scholorship on my side
but does that mean im nothing that i dont count
this world is getting sickening count me OUT
im ashamed of myself for even thinking like this
and obsessing to tears over shallow petty shit
i am praying that god hears my pleas for help
because i cant conquer this all by myself
i used to not care didnt care at all
but like any other i rise and fall
i am of the opinion that your body is a shell
and youll leave it behind when you go to heaven or hell
it will rot in the ground and count for nothing
and when i meet my maker he wont care how big my bum is
some women ONLY care about their looks and they dont get it
they dont see the big picture 
and i fear theyll regret it 
and other women dont care even at all 
about their looks because their depth is so massive and raw
but then theres me in the middle with so much depth and spirituality
why do i waste time wondering what are all the things wrong with me
im sick of crying over it ive done it for too long
im sick of getting angry when i cant crawl out of my bod
its a thought that i had reguarding a cacoon
like how catapielers go into them and out comes a butterfly zoom
if i could just crawl out my mouth my soul free for just a moment
and be allowed to have a different shell to live and own it
i wonder what its like to feel just for a second
not arrogance but a sweet compliment from someone who MEANT IT
my desperate pleas go out to you and anyone else who will listen
i hate my body im sick of my face and my voice is just ridiculous
so lets just drop it in the ocean let it sail away
cuz me im going to better places where i dont have to cry all day
where i know that my body is just a little shell a vehicle if you will
its our car or truck or limo or bus to use while we use our free will
and ive always said when you go you don't take your money your lambergini
or your watch expensive jewlery its all staying beind
and you should think about what YOUR world is while im trying desperatley to fix mine


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Still with me

My dear beloved friend,
I feel you late at night,
Curled atop my feet,
And keeping my heart alight.
I see your sweet smiling face,
Everytime I close my eyes,
And feel you rub against me,
With all the love you have inside.
My loving baby girl, 
I feel you here beside me,
Comforting me of all my pain,
Your close to me once more,
And I have not to weep as much,
When I feel your tail waggin against my legs. 

RIP My Puppy Camille <3 
I love you babygirl


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Something of a vers libre rant.

Me?

I'm two hundred and sixty pounds of fat
muscle and bone.
ligaments and nerves.
emotions and freewill.

six feet and three inches
of longing
and of hope 
that is bound to be lost

I alone am no hero.

but then again,
alone,
none of us are.

solitude brings out the strength
in only the mad
the frantic
the hopeless
and the dead.

strength lies not in 
the whispers of the dead.

is there an after-life?

is there a god?
a heaven?
a devil?
a hell?
a nirvana?
a sanctuary in the clouds; the earth?

i could die on the streets, 
as many are

leave no impression on anyone

where is god then?

millions die.

where is god now?

so many christians;
yet so few are christ-like.

i see the hypocritical
the sad
the greedy
the desperate
the mad.

I am one that longs
for love
yet at the same time
i absolutely love the feeling of being sad
above all other emotions.

a rainy city,
overcast and chilly everyday 
of every month
of every year.

an apartment,
on the top floor.

my future self
staring out of the window
with a glass of scotch

a teenage alcoholic turned pseudo-celebrity.

my job being listless and endless, 
just as my life.

long and un-happy.

this is not what i portray in my life
to my friends
to my love
to my family

they know nothing,
only suspecting.

And yet here i am, 
climbing the ladder to a happy little life.

secretly longing for what so many scorn.

loneliness is my blanket and my secure little life is my pillow.

teenage alcoholic turned pseudo-celebrity.


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Sister

My soul cry’s from the pain of the greatest lose someone could imagine
The loss of a loved one
People say time and time again that “it will never happen to them, it’s one and a million”
But the truth is it does happen and when you least expect it to
I cry the tears of loneliness for I have lost a part of myself
I am incomplete now that my love one is gone
I lay in bed and fall into a peaceful slumber so I can remember the times we shared
All the times we made each other laugh
The times we were there for one another when things were tough
Things are tough now and I don’t have the warmth of your comfort or the joy of your smile
But I most hold my head high and remember that you wouldn’t want me to be sad
You would look at the bright side of things never at the bad
I write this for you
For you to know I will not be sad because I know you’re in a better place
Where loved ones care for you and surround you
Rest in peace I love you now and forever.


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Washed Away My experience with Katrina

Innocent victims cry in the dark
Forced to take refuge in that park
Such wrath began to fall
For I shall never forget the day I got that call
Silence and sorrow heavy in the air
It was like nothing I could ever compare
Days turned to weeks
Thousands take dwelling beseeching for any relief
Thousands left waiting in utter disbelief 

I was supposed to be deployed
Yet an injury kept me here
My fellow workers attacked at the dome
Traumatized and in complete fear some had to return home
I feel so guilty
So guilty I should have been there
Innocent victims crying
Innocent victims now dying

An event so devastating
The stench of death filled the air 
We could not fathom something so unfair 
I counseled innocent victims
Still sticking strong to their convictions 
I still recall every haunting voice
Confused, frustrated and displaced
Innocent victims left without a choice

Families torn apart on that day
The day the levees broke
Families losing all hope
My job was to help them cope
Innocent victims left to cry in a park
Fear increases when light turns to dark
Like declaring Martial Law
Lives washed away, all humanity started to fall

On the dawn of a new day
So joyous… even an atheist bowed her head to pray
The media coverage was what really brought aid
Oh no!
Politicians began to look bad so of course something had to be done
Late in action but at least more help had come
There is still work to be had
Many left permanently sad
Entering in hundreds of names to locate the missing or those declared dead
Debriefed each night just to clear my head
I still remember so clearly the desperation and panic
When Katrina came in August 
Life turned frantic
Overwhelming emotions; I felt completely manic 
I will never forget the victims I helped in such grief
I hope when the bodies were identified; I wish just some…
Some could give a sigh of relief

It is important we do not forget those still suffering
The child who didn’t get the last kiss
The parents who will be dearly missed
We all have the ability to help
1,836 people dead!
Work together and ease the sorrow… 
Another disaster could just happen tomorrow
Make time to reach out 
So many innocent victims still in need
We all are capable of doing a good deed


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along the beginning

along the beginning
of time, life has had its
beginning, it is imperfect
it is saddened by life
but it is livened by truth.
along the beginning
things show truth
beyond what
we see
as normal.


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What Do You See

I found this old poem while helping to clean out a house that was vacant. I hope you 
don't mind that I didn't write it but it was too awesome not to post. Enjoy--------
          

                                   What Do You See

What do you see, nurses? What do you see?	
What are you thinking when your looking at me? 
A crabby old women, not very wise.
Uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes.
Who dribbles her food and makes no reply.
When you say with your loud voice, "I do wish you'd try."
Who seems not to notice the things that you do,
and forever is losing a sock or a shoe.
Who unresisting or not lets you do as you will.
When bathing and feeding, the long day to fill.
Is that what your thinking, is that what you see?
Then open your eyes nurse, your not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am as I sit here so still.
As I drink at your bidding, as I sit at your will.
I'm a small child of 10 with a father and mother.
Brothers and sisters who love one another.
A young girl of 16 with wings on her feet.
Dreaming that soon now a lover she'll meet.
A bride soon at 20. my heart gives a leap.
Remembering the vows I primised to keep.
At 25 now I have young of my own.
Who need me to build a secure happy home.
A women of 30, my young now grow fast.
Bound to each other with ties that should last.
At 40 my young sons near grown will be gone.
But my man stays beside me to see I don't mourn.
At 50 once more babies play round my knee. 
Again we know children, my loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead.
I look to the future and shudder with dread.
For my young ones are busy rearing young of their own.
And I think of the years and the love that I've known.
I'm an old women now and nature is cruel.
It's her jest to make old age look like a fool.
The body it crumbles, grace and vigor depart.
There now is a stone where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells.
And now and again my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys, I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and loving life over again.
I think of the years, all the few--gone to fast.
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last.
So open your eyes nurses, open and see.
Not a crabby old women, look closer,  see ME.

This poem was found among the effects of a patient who died at the Oxford
University Geriatric Service in England. Author is unknown.


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My Wicca Group

Place the candles in a circle
There isn't a spell that I can't handle
Be calm with your breath and be bliss
Saying spells that go like this

The elements of the earth
From birth to death and death to birth
keep all evil away 
Day to night and night to day

Spread these red leaves one by one
From the beggining till we are done
In this circle I have casted
Forgiven for what I have done in the past

My my soul be blessed
With love from the best
You and me are no dupes
This is my Wicca Group


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Indian burial ground

The Indian rounds the corner of the room
Seeing the sadness through the eyes of a girl
There are a lot of things about this world that we don't know 
the truth behind humanity the heartbeat of ones last breathe
or the pain one suffers mentally 

I don't even know if people can see the truth
Or if they shut themselves out of the real and into the fake
We all know the fakness of what a human can put off
We all know the sickness one stores inside their skull
Can we all see what's going on? this day I see some that are still blind
 some that are so blind they can not imagine! 

The things one can do
The things one may hide

A life filled with questioning
A life full of hate and despair 
A life of several lies
A life with no reason of existing

A series of depression
A time of regret
A worry of fear 

A fear of ourselves 

An unwritten book with no pen to write with

Voice of reason


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A Force of the Divine

Have you seen little floaters that drift in the sky?
They can be quite deceiving; they exist on our eye,
They’re black in the centers, Surrounded in white,
A scratch on the lenses, protecting the eye,
I’ve seen others beyond these, that dance and move free,
Could it be what I’m observing is divine energy?
From the rays of the moon, they’re produced overnight,
Charged up by the sun and dispersed throughout light,
To the trees and all nature, throughout all living things,
Do we play the lead role because we’re human beings?
Colors of purple, Neon and white,
Translucent by day, rarely seen in the night,
Are they just an illusion or simply just and divine?
Do they have an influence on the subconscious mind?
Why can I see them and what are they for?
As a creative distraction or to show us a door?
To a realm of existence, less explored by mankind,
Leaving secrets between shadows for all species to find,
Which leads me to believe that this force in disguise,
Has an influence great on the mind and its’ eyes,
Facilitating our evolution as we live life to learn,
How to live in the light, it's a right we must earn,
This existence is puzzling; the ultimate unspoken test,
Of our will to live righteous, of our desires to live blessed,
To believe there's no evil is to believe there's no light,
Yet the belief there exists nothing in my mind is not right,
Although this life we design is so hard to conceive,
If you give it some thought you might come to believe,
That a power exists here, a force of the divine,
A power that does work through the mysterious mind,
Yet these messages relayed on a subliminal level,
Are most times distorted through the works of the devil,
Yet that's a part of life’s battle in my mind there's no doubt,
That a duty of ours as humans is to help figure this out,
So take a look within yourself and maybe contemplate this,
For thy kingdom is amazing are you living its' bliss?
 
Copyright ©2012 Zachary Jackson


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Une Douleur Exquise

I have never seen such a face, not in my most perfect of dreams
To look upon you would be the purest of masochistic pleasures…

I beg of you, be the death of me!

Destroy me!

 

Self-aware, I cannot understand what is behind our paths intertwined
What a cruel mistake fate has made, to bring you into my existence…

Yet, here I am!

Here you are!

 

If it were only your face, had the artist only perfected your portrait
If you were nothing more than a vision, still you’d…

shine in the darkest of nights!
Silence the loudest of sounds!

 

Your mind, your words, every action creates a chaotic stillness inside me
I fear I could lose myself in your flawless existence…

I can only taint it!

I am only poison!

 

I have now seen such a face, often in my most perfect of dreams
I have looked upon you, felt the purest of masochistic pleasures…

You have been the death of me!

Destroyed me!


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Peace

              Peace
           safe, hope
     loving, caring, yearning
   respect, life, death, dread
    hurting, scaring, blinding
           danger, distaste
                 Hate


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'Til Death

Joy sharing feelings of love honestly pleasing each other partners in life until death brings one Grief By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, March 20, 2012 For Ninette contest (Joann Grisetti) Second place


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Snatch From The Jaws Of Death

In fear my life is shaped,
To tremble when to stand
‘Cause the dark my mind communes
Knowing bread and wine of lies

Season’s lost in the dark track,
Journeying in a constant pit,
Bounded by the laws of lust
And pinned by fear and foolery

Just as the dark will consume-
Me, light consummated me.
For the strange end that is seen,
My heart shrinks and weeps for joy.

Beautiful is the light’s path,
Transparent and sound in court
What a heart of tarred lanes gained
Knowing peace like none ever


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Our Park

Sublime winter wind
dripping icicles on the bench-
where we first met-
our first treasured kiss,
subtle and sweet-
just like the lake's frozen serenity
and the blue jay's soft hum
reminding us of our youth-
pure, adventurous,
no worry.
But even the bark now has faded
and our smiles eventually frown,
the haunted branches remind us only of what happened.
Even the blue jay now remains perked upon the crooked branch,
clinging for his life while the others flew south a long time ago.
Winter's kiss was now a curse-
never changing-
fixed time.
And this curse is my every day,
you're presence vanished,
leaving me in the cold,
on this half-frozen bench,
where the tree's roots reach 
and the swans once danced-
heaven's clouds burden my torn soul
yet through all the misery,
all the memories we created,
I come here now to visit
I come here to feel you're comfort
they say your duties remain where you felt most at home
and with you it's haunting 
our park.

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My Imprint

I always used to ask myself this question, "What kind of imprint do I want to leave with people once I pass and am I scared of dying?"  I had come to this question again once my grandfather passed.He was an amazing human being who loved God by the way.Anyway, I have learned over time through experiences of my life I have realized something and its what I want others to know, its that Life is a gift.So cherish every minute of it even the smallest moments in time.See, everyday is a new opportunity for Forgiveness.Love.Reconciliation. etc. one will not always have the chance to live promisingly.I believe that people need to go about their lives with the perspective of not what can I do for myself.But, what can I do for someone else.For instance, How can I make someone''s day? Or just simply How can I make a person smile today? For me, there's nothing that brings more joy to me than knowing I may have made a difference in a person's life. I just want others to know that the bigger picture in our existence is not just serving Jesus, but its to serve each other. I mean, of course we need to live for the Lord and spread the Gospel and live our own lives. But, there's nothing wrong with a little selflessness and its very fulfilling to do so. Oh, and No. I'm not scared of dying. You see, The Apostle Paul said it well, "To live is Christ. But, to die is gain." I know that it's different when your told you only have so much time to live than when a family member or friend is told this.But quite honestly, to me it's just death. Besides, if I could leave this earth knowing I changed at least one life, it was very worth living it.

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The saga of the dusty road

The Saga of dusty roads of Utah 
(To the memory of Don W. Esplin, father of Kathryn Esplin-Oleski)
= =
There he was playing with some mild explosives, 
in his own backyard, a resolute boy he is; 
the June month had swelled like the taut belly of 
a neighborhood lady; the boy wanted to be 
a scientist which he became. He, of course could not 
envision that all these sepia dust of Utah, 
the noon backyard and a young scientist’s narrative 
would be remembered by his explosive daughter 
and a strange Indian was going to pen a saga. 

Alfred Nobel was smiling from a page of a book 

The boy rolled a cigarette, the smoke’s curlicues 
swirl up to grain the picture. A blast almost choked
the bright blue jays and robins. Defused sun slanted.
The end of the road was just an end of the road 
where sun could meet earth, warm grass shook off the heat 
and the covert window of the farm house would yield 
a father and son talk. Strong argument on
future, on an university, on money 
on a world that could differ in generations;
of course the boy, as a father, understood 
his girl, then living apart. But distance is in heart.
He would grow up midst dreams. A quirky wind would blow him 
here and there; navy, marriage and science, 
pharmacology and marriage again; a gust
of wind would take him on a ride that, if he could 
read this he would have said, resembled his truck rides 
down the roads of Utah. But at that point of time
he was wide awake inside his misty night’s sleep 
and an American novel is shooting up 
its multiple heads in search of fresh oxygen. 
The waves of moon were enjoying a full tide.

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


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An early obituary

Today,
i write my obituary
to some,
it is an end to a story
but it is my beginning
yes, am young
and alive.
nobody knows me better 
than i do.
Everything i want to be 
remembered for is 
everything i truly am
not what people want to 
hear when am no more
what i want to be 
remembered for
is neither fame nor 
fortune
but someone who had a 
passion for life, love and 
dreams.
Someone who saw 
beauty,a gift and a 
blessing in every  
moment.
One who took chances 
loved and lived life with 
no regrets.
Starting today,
that is who am going to 
be remembered for


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More Room In Heaven



Heaven...

Have you ever traveled to the garden
finding the most precious flowers
who bloomed in a thorny crown
through out the land of ours?

Have you heard the lagoon
with roaring passion and anger
as it weeps to the silver sand
holding back many of its danger? 

If you have not then you haven't seen-
The home for the good and angels.
Yes- its Heaven and I think I've been
there before, watching lovely things swing and dangle.

And I've heard the lord's voice,
not so deep and pitchy as the wind.
He said, "Let the people know that
there's more room to grow in Heaven."



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Have You Thought About How Short Life Really Is


Have You Thought About How Short Life Is? Have you thought about how short life really is? No one knows for sure how long they will live… Have you thought about the God who designed you? His wonderful creation daily surrounds you! Have you thought about how you'll spend your time? As each day, many thoughts go through your mind. Have you thought about the life you’ve been given? We’ve all sinned, but can totally be forgiven! Have you thought about the wisdom of God’s word? The truth of scripture needs to be heard! Have you thought about kneeling to God in prayer? He patiently waits… And is always there! God thought about you a long time ago… Through Christ’ death, he purchased your soul! God thought about you that day with Jesus’ death… Even beyond when Christ took his last breath! He thinks about you each day that passes by! He has a mansion prepared for you beyond the sky! Won’t you give to him your heart’s attention? He can turn your life into a Godly direction! The life that you have is here for a brief moment… Please accept God’s love and his precious atonement! By Jim Pemberton


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GOD NEVER FORGETS A GOOD-HEARTED SOUL

Some friends willfully forget an unlucky heart 
from whose trine flowed the richest waters
to soothe their qualms
as desert shady palms.
It gave them all it had, leaving nothing for itself;
hasn't forgetfulness replaced the warmth of that light?



Someone should remind them by writing on a wall:
that God never forgets a goodhearted soul
for the generous deeds it has done:
giving everything and receiving none!
" Shame " should be written on each face...
proclaiming to be righteous and favored by grace!
 


He lives in a shack built on wood poles shaken by cyclones,
and he survives on water and crackers,
a candle has replaced a light-bulb with thirty watts...
even tap water can't satiate his empty guts;
a slice of bread is a rare delicacy,
not mentioning cheap, tasteless coffee.



God never forgets a goodhearted soul,
the one that helped others face life with grit
and feeding their mouths by uplifting their spirit;
where are they now: distant as a cloud, looking down as a seagull?
Why can't they attend to his needs with generosity and wit?
No, he is not one of them anymore...only a disgraced destitute! 



Rags clothe his body, but joy dwells in his faithful soul,
prayers keep him alive...he rejoices greeting the dazzling sunrise;
into the pristine river he bathes daily and sings with truthful and joyful eyes:
he will have tasted Paradise even before his death!
The poor man, so rich in faith, will sing until you runs out of breath;
the forgotten man, so weak, will reach Heaven having completed his earthly role! 


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love you Datty, always

How do I talk about a man who stood 5'9" tall, an average height, but attributes 
made him stood 9' tall. His face was plagued with fuzzed ball only a daddy should 
sport. Handsome as an angel and heart almost similar to a god. He loved his   
children one and all, but I was his favorite because I respected and adored him 
making him felt like the greatest dad of them all. He deduced like a lawyer and 
psychoanalyzed like a psychotherapist. He stood for honesty and lived by integrity. 
He was super assertive but never aggressive. Gentle like a kitten  and perseverance 
fierce like a lion. He loved mankind by showing them respect, he treated females 
with kindness, he treated children like little people, and he treated male like his 
equal. There were more to him then meets the eyes: He was very observance but 
never ever mindled in other's lives. What can I say about a man who everyone 
respected not by force but by choice. He loved and adore his woman who he spend 
his life with until her death, and that was my mom. He make me have respect for 
people especially men, all in the way he treated human. What can I say, he is 
practically perfect in every way, sound like Mary Poppins, but only better. He was not 
a man but my father, and I call him Datty instead of dad. His loving kindness will 
always warm my heart, but the memory of him will live on in my head; therefore, he 
is not dead only sleeping until we meet again, in heaven. Amen.


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THE DESTITUTE'S WISH

I had an abundance of all,
shared my immense riches with all;
I felt extreme joy, I walked tall...
doubting my fall, doubting my fall!  


Stripped of pride, wealth and honor
I wear rags remembering glamor;
those dashing images of grandeur...
are now terror, are now terror!


Shivering as a destitute,
smelling hot food and salivate; 
I beg along roads with smoke...
I stay awake, I stay awake! 


I'm the one wailing and dying,
not having anyone caring;
come death, descend on my dwelling...
stop my weeping, stop my weeping!


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Lets eras hate

Take my hand victims of hate don’t be afraid I’ll pull you up and away from this place Come with me into the night We will walk down lanes of soft moon light Come to me lonely souls Fight for your right to be heard Open your eyes sunshine Day light has casted a hazy glow Were not alone Others walk this hidden path as well Put down the knifes that carve your flesh Sew up the wounds that bleed and fester with loves string Take their hands Hold them tight Reassure the need to stay For we all fear the fall back into abandonment Cradle the young left on the streets Fill their hunger by staying with in arms reach Let us walk as one A line that reaches shore to shore For we are strong and loved When we remember are hand are linked as one Let your feet stomp down hate Your hart sing songs of strength Don’t let genocide harts think their forgotten Let them find sanctuary in are rebel arms For hatred has wounded and scared us all Take them up and sooth their fears Listen to their stories of war in time when it seems so unfair Do not weep alone my loves Let your tears falls on the shoulders of use that have healed some Rubbing your back to sooth cocking sobs We all must weep when things have become too much to bear For you are not alone nor week Even when others pass over you as if you’re unseen So to all my passer bys Bullies Racist And you that pray upon the “week” I can not hate that what you are But I will rebel agents that what you do For us who you hate and torment out number you One day you will feel the wrath of what hate can do And when you do………….. Even you may join are line For even you will cry Even you will feel alone Even you will one day want to die Perhaps you all ready do Perhaps now you see We all need love Love from and for each other We are all human Even you


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The Melody of Hope

There I lay upon the curb, my heart still beating An Icy breeze cutting through, my souls was fleeting Looking up into the skies, I saw a flash of hope The clouds divided into blue, and dangled down a helping rope Rising up I start again, I'm fighting stronger The music plays inside my head, this I remember I use the melody to build my strength, I'm shining brighter I lace deceit with the flammable truth, I drop the lighter The phoenix rises from the flames, I see it's eyes Exploded candles ignite the way, I hear it's cries The path I walk leads to my home, a second chance At the end one final trial, it's the devils dance There it lay upon the curb, It's heart still beating Reaching out I take my sword, It's life depleting One final strike and a broken heart, death becomes her The sun comes out and begins to beam, hope forever


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Musical Notes That Soothe The Soul

You come home with a grim expression
Ignoring the screaming and fighting
Another trashed night of insults and threats from your parents
Blams flying left and right but the only thing you can think about is getting to your santuary
Placing the headphones on, blocking the noises of broken glass and collapsing bodies
You hit play quickly and soon your day has suddenly become more bareable
You relax finally and lay yourself down on your floor
Holding yourself in the fetal position, hugging your knees tightly
You close your eyelids and take a deep breath
No more fighting
No more sadness
Only happiness and joy fill your mind
The beats and different tones coarse through your ears not screams and insults
You tap your index fingure on your knee to the beat of the music
Humming and singing to the lyrics
You begin to imagine your own little world where you can escape to
You smile widely as you see your parents looking at you and grinning back
They invite you into their arms for a warm embrace
You take it all in, making sure not to miss a single moment
You cry tears of happiness and bliss
You look up to them and you say: "I Love you"
But when your world suddenly began to fade away 
and reality came into view
You brace yourself for the blow to your stomach
Crashing to the ground, you hold youself and cover your face
Your mother shouting and pleading your father to stop
Your hair being pulled, slamming you against the wall
Grabbing your arms tightly he squeezes as hard as he could, hearing the crunch
Your blood curdling scream doesn't phase him a bit
Your mother tries to help you but he slams her into the corner of the wall
You slump to your floor again, laying there as you have a clear view of what is happening
Suddenly a knife comes raining down, you hold out your arm
Your mother now is suffering pain so severe 
He comes up to you and roughly kicks your face
He leaves as you hear tires screaching and slowly the sound fades away
Now the only thing you hear is your so called 'little world' behind you
As your vision suddenly turns black


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Lifes friend

The time has come,I am at my lifes end,
But please carry on my lifetime friend.
Thats the way I want it,thats the way it should be,
You don't have to forget,live your life,just remember me.
The time has come,I must go,
Don't weep too long for that would hurt me so.
You have been a good companion throughout this time,
Our hearts were happy,yours and mine.
Please don't shed a tear,please don't cry,
It's a part of life,everyone must die.
Some say you don't die,what you are you will always be,
Even if only in a memory.
Take care my love,do what you must do,
But remember one thing,I will always love you.
I'll be watching you,even while you sleep,
Your precious smile I will always keep.
Good-bye you dear ole lifes friend,
We will meet again when your time on earth comes to an end.


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Whatever Tomorrow Brings

When Heaven comes knocking at my door,

It will be clear that I've won the war.

I can see it now, you falling to the floor,

Pleading, "No, take me, what are you doing this for?"

I wont let them take you, instead of me,

For dull as a blank page, my life would be.

Your endless love has always been the key,

And from the Heavens, your love, I'll still see.

I'll wait for you each and every day,

And if luck strikes out, and you go the other way,

I shall give up my angel wings and say,

"Without him here, I just can't stay,

Life without him just isn't the same,

I can't be up here, living with the shame,

Of knowing that he has lost his own game,

Oh, he was a good shot, until he lost his aim."

I know you'll hear me, your smile will beam,

You'll hear my voice and think it's a dream.

Oh, but as dream-like as it may seem,

Know that it's true, though it may be hard to deem.

I'll take my chances and dive headfirst into the blue,

I'll even swim the coldest river, try something new.

The things I'll do to be back with you

Will all be worth the journey I'll go through.

From the high skies I will have fell,

God sending down my last death bell.

When I reach the firey gates of Hell,

I'll wish the Heavens a nice, "Fare-well."

Both of our hearts will skip a beat,

When we see each other and our eyes meet.

Our bodies will melt due to too much heat,

We'll die with a strong sense of undefeat.

We'll feel the pain of a thousand cries,

We'll finally say our last "Goodbyes,"

But if true love truly never dies,

Our love will not fall, it will only rise.


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Suburban Dream

I can be your sister and your brother
Your husband and your mother
I’ll bake and clean and treat you mean
Be your quarter back on our own private team
I’ll prepare your meals and iron your clothes
Leave your supper on the table as I walk out of the door
Let you wonder if I really am at the store?

I can be your superhero and save your life
I can be your number one fan, your right hand man
Your enemy sinister and wise
You are my teacher when I cross the line
And I’m your master when you say your mine
Sell my body and soul to keep food on your plate
Let you believe no one has ever touched me like that

I’ll be your secretary when your too weak to speak
You can use and abuse me and make me feel cheap
I can be your very best childhood friend
Your nurse by your side at the very end
I’ll keep you sane as you lose your teeth and mind
Tell you the world hasn’t really changed outside
Place flowers in your hair as your body starts to fail
Cut your food into pieces when your hands become frail
Smile and tell you that all is well
When inside I’m dying and feeling like hell


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LIVING WITHOUT THE HORRIBLE THOUGHT OF DYING

Ah! Being separated from life was always a demise,
not letting me enjoy another surprise!
Now, this attitude has totally changed,
and all thoughts have been revised and rearranged.



Living without the horrible thought of dying  
has finally shown me the logical part of living:  
that the right way to live is giving freely, not thinking with a programmed brain 
that progress has created since it invented the word, " Profit " to drive us insane.




Ah! I kicked the Moirai in their weakest spot,
making them flee through the dark labyrinth's corridors
where many get stuck and can't get out!
Eh, fate who are you to decide who opens and closes doors?



Oh, isn't it a big relief not to face death in its horrendous state at an early age,
but continue living with the hope than no disease will haunt this healthy body?  
When all the thinking has been done, frightening death will hold no power over me,
and slipping into the peaceful night...is like going to sleep, turning the final page.


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The Night of Unleavened Bread

Matzos slip into their mouths
Voices project merrily...tonight is
The night of Unleavened Bread

Lamb and other delicious
Meats and veggies... satisfies our taste buds 
What a splendid night it is!

Wine's brewin' in our wine cups
The dinner table - creates pleasant talk 
During this meaningful night

There's moments of quietude 
When it comes to de-leavening our lives
But, there's moments of gladness

On this night of peacefulness
Cheesecake - a delightful treat to savor 
During this night of pure bliss


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Hello My Friend

Hello my friend. I had forgotten you. I read so many ways to come home to the Truth, that I pick up signs and make them into chaos designs. Images are communication and words dilute. The essence of reality is mute. I heard the descriptions fall from my mouth. Purposeless and judgments of past with blooming awareness of an unconscious brain path. The death of those pictures as they hit open air, illuminate pure birth forms and wisdom to share.


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LIFE IS JUST A DREAM

Feel happy and enjoy life 
Passed the time in fun
Eyes opened, the dream's broken
All those moments are gone


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Walking to Redemption

Stuck in a place with negativity bound within it's Walls. I need to get out of here, before the phone rings with insanity's calls. I burst out of the door into the streets owned by the night. Shadows staring back dodging the lamps light. I begin to walk down the urban corridor of uncertainty. The workers of soul catchers carry out their shady activity. I find myself in the empire of danger invoking pure photo-phobia It's a small price to pay for escaping the mecca of claustrophobia. As I reach the climax of the spiraling vortex tunnel. I walk on tenterhooks as my problems funnel. Facing me at the end of this path, is a door laced with remorse around it's edges. The entrance to unknown stands out with a line of devoted pledges. Those waiting and queuing are the damned and the lost. As I drift towards them, I wonder how much my sin will cost. For I felt the weight of the pressure and stress, forcing me into the light of shame? For I was the puppet master, who poured onto me the petrol and drew the flame. My moment of selfishness was a cardinal sin to myself and others. lacking consideration, deprived of thought for my sisters and brothers. That self indulgent cowardliness, has lead me to this final act. A door beaten with the hands of the damned, regardless it's still intact. As the number descends down to it's final member. I stand there understanding my sin, bound to surrender. Reaching out I grasp the golden handle, and turn it to the right. As I push forward on the door and out bursts a green neon light. My chance of escape has come to a halt, it's time for me to face the jury's end. I stand by my plea of weakness and insanity, as into the court I descend. A skeleton of the peril court rises with a verdict and answer. The jury has decided I was overtaken by a vicious cancer. The disease wasn't voluntary but they agree my cure wasn't correct. My punishment is to fade into the man that never was, with immediate effect.


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Fall

When I was little and would fall and hit my knee
I would cry and you took care of me
When I got older and fell in love that would end
I would cry and you would be my friend

Now I am the mother kissing knees
And telling my sons bout the birds and bees
But I am not sure if I am doing it right 
So I call you late at night

And I cry God I don't know what to do
And you tell me it is okay I trust you
I am not sure if I can handle the next fall
When I loss my brick wall

So daddy please stay here 
I would cry and none would care
I need you still so much each day
So daddy please tell God to wait for a few more days


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The Old House and the New Home

The Old House and the New Home
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd

I’ve lived in houses in the country side
There with my family I did abide
By the dust and gravel of a country road
Much pride was taken in our humble abode

I’ve lived in houses perched on a hill
Many of which are not standing still
They provided shelter in their time
Provoked memories that make life rhyme 

I’ve lived in a house on a city street
Where the neighbors came out at night to meet
I’ve lived in houses made of wood and stone
On avenues where children could safely roam

I’ve lived in houses of mortar and brick
Where driveways were paved and the grass was thick
I’ve enjoyed houses far better than most
Where friends would come and I could serve as host

But my current house seems like a foreign land
Where everyone wants to lend me a hand
Living in this place is not my desire
Of this arrangement I easily tire

The time has come for me to leave
To this old house I will not cleave
I no longer want a cottage here below
To a fine home in heaven soon I will go.

I long not for a mansion or streets of gold
But just a place where I will never grow old
A place where pain and sadness are never more
Where happiness is found on every shore

I am eager, yes ready, to move out
To possess my new home with a shout!
The promised home Jesus went to prepare
Death please come quickly, I want to be there.


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It was a Good Last Day of Winter

I drew wings all over me
and for a brief period of time,
I felt that I could fly.
However I cannot stress the brevity of this period;
[it was only about 7 seconds],
after which I hit the ground and thought,
"How silly of me to jump,
for I am no bird!"
This is when the birds took notice
and pecked me to pieces.
It was a pretty good last day.


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Do We Take Our Life For Granted


Do We Take Life For Granted?

I believe that so often we take
our life “for granted.”
Thinking were on this earth
 and “forever planted…”

Scripture says our life is like “a spark in the sky.”
We’re here today...  Tomorrow we may die…

“Where your treasure is”…  “Your heart will also be!”
Have you thought about where you’ll spend eternity?

Everything we need…  God’ s given to us already…
When death knocks at your door.  
Will you be ready?

Your soul has been purchased.  Bought and paid!
The gift of eternal life has, 
through Christ, been made!

The breath that you breathe...  Each day you awake.
Please consider Jesus as your lord…  
Before it’s too late!

Each day we have is a gift from God above…
Another opportunity to be filled with HIS love!

Won’t you take the time to consider life eternal?
So your name can be added to heaven’s journal?

This wonderful life that’ God has given to us…
Why not allow God to come in, 
and give him your trust?

He can change and make you a new person throughout!
He is your creator and is 
what life is all about!

By Jim Pemberton


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Free Fallin'

My desicion was made. I wouldn't allow myself to be controlled. If that makes me a rebel, then let it be. I'm a Rebel. At least I can Make my own choices now. I can love and care about others. "You are here by stripped from your wings." Then it was like someone had bound my wings and pushed me off a cliff. it felt like forever. til finally i reach the ground. When i hit, it felt like everybone in my wings had shattered. I had fallen. and It hurt so bad. but it was worth it.


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Daily Thought

Your idea of perfection is only reflection of your own spirit, 
hear it now if they've chosen not to clear it, 
up for you and whoever else is lost, 
and while your create your world think of what it costs, to be free. 
People die, lie and survive all for the sake of thee. 
And understand that I am aware of what I speak of, 
I'll be the first to admit what my etheric energy reeks of :P 
I'm not afraid because I'm not a liar, it's that simple to fumigate the fire, 
that you have let grow out of controlling, 
never tapping into your subconscious without a good night of rolling.. or getting "trippy" , See I'll die one day but I be closer to people with me, 
and until that day I'M ALIVE and certainly fits me :) 
But, .. people say I'm crazy when I say I love you all, 
and I pray that you stand up every time you fall. 
I have respect and don't expect any praise at all, 
my telephones my heart... I wonder when the world will call.


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A Knight's Parody

A magic knight coursing on in brilliance

On lean hack in clanging, cleaving aegis,

Crunching incantation-dark, blunt, and grunt.

So light illumines his cold, whiskered phiz

And it predates the warrior in night hunt.

Chase is stashed by shade then stir lulls to prance

When periphery is gorged by a mist.

Pitches of bolts burst ahead ere he cries.

His corpus recoils from cuffs in the breasts;

Wide-flat nose lights down to the ground; he dies.


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Dying Dreams

The young dream their dreams away at night

Hoping they come true

A doctor,policemen,veterinarian and other dreams are developed by the young

Too naive to understand the ways of the world

Determined as ever to achieve their dreams

The old regret the dreams they could never accomplish

They had dreams but unknowingly never came true

You go from living a world full of dreams

To living the reality that is life

Why do we let our dreams die

We were so excited as young kids

At the foot step of our dreams

Were we haunted by the mountain we had to climb

To make our dreams come true

Did we simply quit

Because of society’s pressure

Did money deter our dreams away while we slept at night

Did we let doubt creepy into our hearts

Silently killing all of our dreams without realizing it

Why do dreams die so quickly

When we spent years of our youth

Hoping that we could get an opportunity

To make them come true

Dream big, chase your dreams and never let them die


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Diamonds, Diamonds

Leave me in the Garden of Eden,
To witness life form and rivers begin 
to roll,
Naked but clothed in innocence,
Immortality has been placed within 
my grasp,
Animals, colossal beasts fall under 
my authority,
Every fruit and flower is offered to 
sustain me, save one,
Why do I want for what is 
forbidden, what will do me harm?
Every inch of this utopia is
entrusted to my care,
I will not fall into folly,
She is so radiant, shimmering 
diamonds are like as dust,
Born of my flesh and bone, the 
apple of my eye,
Her voice is my only weakness, the 
only chink in my armor,
As of now I know nothing of death 
but I would sacrifice myself for her,
The serpent struck while she 
wandered alone,
He enticed her to trade paradise for 
a bite,
Her mind freed, she introduces me 
to sin,
I must endure the face of beautiful 
temptation,
I feel the shift as the fruit touches 
my lips,
As as we hear God traversing the 
garden, we hide,
Clothed in fig leaves we face the 
Maker,
With trembling knees we accept the 
consequences,
With backs turned, cast out and 
disgraced,
The sword of the captain of angels 
bars the gate,
Sentenced to a life of hardship and 
anguish,
We will forever lament choosing 
death over life


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Quiet Waters

Streams of blue fluid 
Flows downward 
As fragile carcasses decay 
Without a peep of a sound

We’re in the brink of disaster… 

Who invited such fear and anguish?
Who could lead us to quiet waters?

We bleed…
Polluting the waters below us… 
Trickling down the mountain
To our filthy feet…

Cleansing the sin off of our skin
But, it’s tangled from deep within…

The eeriness breaks 
The hearts of a thousand strangers
They all fall away powerlessly… 
Into the chambers of death 

Danger is lurking in every corner…
Pursuing its evil plans
To cut down our hopes…
Growing like crops… 
Rising rapidly –  
It never stops

Dreams of misfortune still 
Rapes our minds,
Plaguing our happiness… 
Consuming the darkness…

We’re sprawling on the ground…
We’re crawling like infants…
Veering briskly like serpents…

Who will set our souls free 
From suppression?  

Who will preserve our hearts?
Don’t prey upon our 
Guiltless lives… 
We’re in complete agony… 
Does He consider 
Our prayers  
Of support and nourishment? 

We scream…
Breaking the repulsive solitude…

Encourage us to keep on 
Trekking toward Your light

Where’s Your path?

You rinse off all of the sorrow 
Giving us a ecstatic tomorrow 

The weeping ceases…
While the corpses 
Tear into 
Blood-spattered 
Pieces…  

The faith of a couple of people
Strengthens us…keeps us motivated…
Not captivated…
In misery…
We’re reaping our 
Ecstasy…   
Leading us to peace and fortune 
Keeping us accustomed
To Your purifying spirit…
Keeping us away from 
Calamity… 

We’re hungry… 
Our demise is close at hand…
Closing in on us abruptly 
Like an obscure cave…

Rescue us from affliction –  
Embracing downhearted clouds…

Those wretched clouds…

Brought us rain when we asked for bread…

Those merciless clouds…

Spewed out scorching fire when we asked for relief…

Remember our supplications… 
Appalling lightning’s daring to strike us  
Out of cruel vengeance 
Out of sheer amusement 

Don’t even attempt to weaken us
We’re blossoming in joy…
We’re under cover… 
You can’t manipulate us 
Like a subtle toy 

We’re praying for
Quiet waters

Offer the deceased 
A second chance

Don’t disown 
Our broken lives

We’re not alone…

We’re just waiting until
The quiet, glistening waters
Gratefully arrives…


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Optimism's Gift

Let the past empower not devour you, 
blink that third eye dry and let the cowards prove, 
that fear effects domination, 
as power hungry demons were starving for confirmation, 
I'm hardly a conversation, I'm starting the conservation of energy through my being for seeing a brighter nation.
I can no longer ponder another's fixation with digression, 
my ears remain ready for confusing confessions, 
but they attempt selling the words from concession, 
I won’t drop or lessen my positive light, I ask, is a spiritual battle still a cognitive fight? 
Yes the most vital, let this bible unfold and be told with no title, 
don't mistake envy of state of being for actions suicidal, 
I just wish to prove yolo wrong, come back as a spirit so you may hear it in a song or another form of expressed emotion, so we can progress once the earth hits lost commotion, 
take some love and meditation and conjure up the potion 
as the earth's still in motion, if the leaders here would tell the truth I'd identify promotion. But what do I know I'm twenty with no college, undermined for not conforming to mainstream knowledge. Spirit, Love and Peace will grow soon, once we've vacated the station and choose to change tune


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TO THE ONE WHO CREATED ME

What if I had never been born,
and not seen a smile or frown?
When I was told I had to die,
like the others buried in graves,
I laughed as if death didn't exist,
wasn't life was supposed to be
an endless dance of pleasure:
of wishes, of joys and loves?
Wasn't it too early for me to think...
experiencing fear to foresee my end?
But that sad thought made me aware
how fragile we are: today here, 
tomorrow gone as a gust of wind!
Who has felt what I am feeling now?


What if I hadn't felt the warm sun or cool breeze,
looked up and wrote an ode to the One
who created me with a noble purpose to fulfill?
I wouldn't have thought as angels do indeed...
we humans have hearts that can express emotions
through love, passion, desire, joy and sadness,
but they have none of those feelings as we do
and that makes us very unique and special!


What if I hadn't drunk the fresh water...
when I was thirsty after having lost much sweat?
Wouldn't have my bread tasted differently...
without having earned it with labor and patience?
How my joyful mind and heart praised
the One who created me to love, compassionate, 
and give to break down the barriers of hatred!  
Oh, how many tears my sacrifice did spare!


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18

The light of dawn
How sweet it be
Waiting for mornings first light
The stripes of orange and gold
Drown out the retreating blue and silver
Driving away the night
Letting the day come at last
Then creatures of day
Come out to play
While some remorseful humans
Wish the day had never come
To cause them strife
To cause them pain
Wgen the night had comforted their sorrows
The mystery of their hearts known by darkness
No flesh and blood understands
What pain is to us
Only demons and spirits
Know our silences  cries
Taste the salt of our tears
See our scarred bodies
Feel the pain in our hearts
Hear the damned voiices in our head
Touch the cold blade against warm flesh
Forget the pain
Lose yourself to bloods ecstasy
The sight the feel
It becomes a want, a need
To be rid the pain within
But before we can extend the damage
Few find a someone
Special to our weary hearts
They make us feel wanted
Something never felt before
And very few of us find that little thing called love
Something few of us acheive
Our feelings of death come no more
As we sit in lovers arms
Feel the warmth reside within
Fluttering heart and pulsing beat
Of his and mine
What sweet harmony


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Freedom

We are sullenly mourning
For security from the demoralizing night
I am despairingly probing
For mercy to carry us back to our divine flight

We are all wishing for infinite freedom
We are all seeking for an abundant kingdom

If we are living in pure happiness, why are we so emotional inside and out?
Why are we painstakingly tracking down a getaway away from this mystifying dilemma? What is all this venturing about?
If we are swaying in the rhythm of faultless jolliness, why are we vexing about the departure of our best friend?
It isn’t in our control…so get a grip or we'll fall!
If we build up our friendship, we'll have wounds to mend
So stop your blaming and cursing or we'll be in appall 

If we are all leaders, why are we panicking?

We are all leaders…we aren’t senseless pleaders!
So face your phobias and get out of the deserted state!
We are all leaders…we will not give in, vile deceivers!
Saunter out of sight, so we won’t meet our unsettling fate!

You meddled with our cries
So don't point fingers, you insidious devil
And forced us to believe your jaded lies
SHUT YOUR MOUTH! I don't want to consider your excuses, for our truth stands still

If we are living in pure happiness, why are we not meant to be?
If we are living in pure happiness, why are we battered and bent?
If I am living in pure happiness, why am I not free?
Could we ever discard this horrifying dilemma that pounds on us like cement?


We must act like a leader—tough and vigilant
Striving to survive!
We must mimic like a leader—buff and independent
Struggling to stay alive!

Disregard the mourning state;
Drive out the defiant enemies and make them face their damnations
So we can joyfully integrate and negotiate
You’d do me a favor to cease your supplications!  


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A GLIMPSE OF PARADISE

Fazed, cold and feeble as someone about to die...not feeling the lulling breeze, 
I transcended in a soft sky of tranquility, where all you heard was calm and peace;
two golden angels with shining wings lifted me up with a swift, whooshing thrust
and brought me before the ivory throne of the glorious Christ and Holy Ghost.


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never forget 9-11

On that day we were all the same, we didn't know there faces, we didn't know 
there names.
There voices we heard crying all around the world, someones loving father, 
someones little girl.
On that day we were called to lead a better life, for that someones father, for that 
someones wife.
The list of souls read from above before it came below why it was and why it is the 
answer no one knows.
Through the pain we have learned lessons great and small, life, love, and happiness 
are precious cherish them all.
With grace we all go on, but never will we forget that all of these beautiful things 
can fade so very quick.
On that day we wondered, on that day we cryed, on that day we asked ourselves 
what kind of man am I?
Mothers held there children for so long and oh so tight, why did these people have 
to go this was not there fight.
We hope and pray for all those names, and the ones they left behind they gave 
their life for a question the answer we must find.

William J. Harty


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Monsieur L'Vampyre WET DREAMS

Monsieur L'Vampyre - WET DREAMS
Why dost thee take the heart of me
and leave alone that part of me
that dreams of you
and makes me do
the things love makes me do for thee;
why takest thee the best of me
and leaveth all the rest of me
to wonder why
to feign; to die;
in want of what will never be;
why maketh you the death of me
and taketh all the breath of me,
to toss and turn
to want and burn;
and wake from dreams, contentedly.
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa


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For 15 minutes.

I will put my half blood in a huge metal can.
Take it for chemical analysis.
So as to see my beliefs and my perception,
my vision and my aspirations.
Those i loved and others i hated.
With my other half i will paint in brick walls.
At the top,maby above all,
i will write these two words.
NO MORE
NO MORE
And then i will go to the store with aquariums.


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A HAUNTED FISHER

                                       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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Love Affair with Money

Why do people have love affairs with money?
It will never hug you and call you honey!
It's something that will come and go
If that's used to keep life balanced, 
I really hope you don't loose your big toe
When it's all gone and your staring at your last wall
Will you think about your fortune 500 brand in a picture down the hall?


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Monster

My rage builds up inside
This is the face that cried
The body that died

The world that has no more space
This is the hand that bruised your face
The blood I taste

The depression deep inside my soul
These are the hands that are so cold
The hate that can't unfold

The life placed upon Thee'
These are the eyes that cannot see
The things that should not be

The shame that was placed
This is the mistake that cannot be erased
The time we have left to chase

The words that were spoken too clear
These are the ears that cannot hear
The friend who is no longer near

Shayla Dendinger


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The Voyage of Us

The journey of Humanity is one of courage, it is of hope, it is of Acceptance.
It is of eyes peering in the horizon believing there is utopia behind it.

The journey of Humanity is one of struggle, of blood, of war, of Tears.
It is of the pursuit of Happiness, it is of Free-dom.

It is of Faith.


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The journey of  Humanity is one of travel, of adventure, of Curiousity.
It is of exploring new terrains, it is of Excitement.

The journey of Humanity is one of  rejuvenation, of Re-formation, of Re-birth. It is of re-production, of Refurbishment.

It is of Renaissance.


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The journey of Humanity is one of music, of beauty, of laughter, Sharing.
It of eating, it is of community, it is of smiles, it is of Hugs.

The journey of Humanity is one of dancing, of Competition.
It of service, it is of sub-mission. it is of Prayer

It is of our Universal Creator.

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The journey of Humanity is one of fare-wells, of tears, of Regrets.
It is of leaving, it is of good-byes, it is of Remorse.

The journey of Humanity is one all about making Love...
It is of potions, it is of oils, it is of nudity. It is of Endings.

It is of Beginnings.

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The journey of humanity is one of Conceptualization
It is of creating, it is of Visualization.

The journey of Humanity is one of Development
It is of  building-up, it is of Breaking-down

It is of taking Chances.

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But, most of all....

The journey of Humanity is one of.... LOVE.

Love for all things Good.

Love for all things Bad.

Love for all things Ugly.

And...

...a Love for all things DARK.



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Peace to all of Man-kind.
I ~ Am  ~ I


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see the darkness in its blackness, see the light within the white

watch as one controls the other
but never see when they are apart
dark cannot be without light
just as light cannot be without dark
stop yourself from trying to separate them
for none shall stop the balance it holds
be here to watch the sun rise
be here to watch it set
when the moon has risen
watch it rise and fall as fast
watch the darkness in it blackness
be more evil than one wants to know
watch the light it its white bliss
exist only as purest joy,
fall down to where 
they seem forever
but slowly watch 
as the balance mends
mends the wounds
of all wars.
see all this trouble
be defeated
by the continuous battle 
of light and dark


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Leave Them Rejoicing

Leave Them Rejoicing

I would share joy with God, if I had just one day to live.
I would spend my time: weeping, praying, writing, rejoicing.
Death's separation from loved ones saddens those left behind.
I would pray for their strength with my heart for them weeping.

Prayers to give hope, guidance, and for mistakes, forgiveness,
Introspective contemplations and then, I would write.
For each one I love, I would leave poetic wisdom.
I would write poems of comfort to help keep goals in sight.

And if perchance a contention unresolved remained, 
I would say do not worry; we would have worked it out.
Expressing everlasting love would not be cut short.
And my love for them, they would know without a doubt.

Because each soul near to me was by Heaven's choosing.
I would gather them around, and leave them rejoicing.

© July 29, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen


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The Fare

"nothing lasts forever"
not the day
or the night,
or your love-
but it's not true.
The past remains
as the present descends,
nothing to stay forever
but there all the same.

And when we fear it creeps to quick
we see loss
in place of passed,
whereas to have known is always knowing.
A fortune beyond value.


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I Then We

I thought my body was dying;
I thought my life was over and done.
I thought my hopes and dreams were lost;
I thought I had no one, not none.

Then I saw a glimmer of hope;
Then, she found me with her soul.
Then I was raised up back to life;
Then, she made me feel whole.

Then I gave her my love and trust;
Then, she took my flesh and bone.
Then I took her heart and mind;
Then, she gave me... crown and throne.

We had never done anything like that;
We had never known any like buss.
We had never felt sensations like those;
We had never been with anyone like us.


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Apart From Me







Somber silly little Setter, English; painting trapped himself in the side yard whimpering, howling away wildly. 


Sunscreen-on, moseying on over, in His tenderness He offers a helping hand. Hot Summers cool vapors the blessings found  here, there to and fro leaning midst the still lulling; gentle calling of the Rains. 


Yes the Grace of God, in His joy humming, arriving just in time, and so is Patience the greater venture I suppose the eminent virtue. 


His Love always; Honest, Open... Willing already beholden... . Far beyond the wreck I make for myself and others... chains stretched bounded securing me yes, my freedom in kind stripped away from me given in the effort this provisional very prominence preceding me when in denial of these facts.     







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Deprived of Love

Tears as they fall, my life has come to it's end
My soul has grown worn and tattered of hatred and strangulation
Missunderstanding has shown through your eyes
My heart can't take anymore hurt and beatings
I let out a blood curdling scream as I fall to my knees in despiration
Holding my head in my hands, trembling 
As chills go up and down my spine
I cleanch my fists and peer up at the sky
Rain drops pitter, patter on my head
Drenched in sadness
I suddenly become dizzy and my vision blurs
Feeling like I'm going to be sick
I just want you back in my arms
Back to me please may you return..
I drop from my knees to my death


-For the one who I cannot bear to live without
?


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Jesus Died for Everyone

Jesus Died For Everyone! Jesus died on the cross for you me! So we can be with him throughout eternity. His life for ours… A ransom was paid IN FULL! Through his shed blood, we’re made whole! Upon his head were placed the crown of thorns. Enduring so much ridicule and scorn. The blood from his body as it began to flow. His love for mankind clearly showed! Nails were placed through his feet and hands! The pain he went through, is hard to understand. His life for ours, is what he gave! A way to eternal life, in heaven, has been made! By Jim Pemberton


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Foreseeing Eventualities

This poem is about our inability to avoid eventualities. The sooner we can accept them, the sooner we can prepare for them. In the darkness is where the light will be revealed.


You were born, and like it or not, you're going to die
don't claim to be human, if you lack the capacity to cry
by wasting time, this precious of commodities goes lost
only as life comes to an end, you understanding its cost

A poem with a vision, control the fear, make a decision
when surrounded by doubt, you anticipate the collision
by coming face to face, you're forced into a confrontation
always finding yourself rushed by others, your frustration

That light at the end of the tunnel, thinking where it can be 
but more often than not, a mirage is all that you really see
trying to transform reality, but life is only a merry-go-round
until you meet your soul, then existence becomes profound

This world is about foreseeing eventualities, that's where we're all headed
whether for good or bad, the choices we make will forever be embedded
no secrets exist in the world above, and much depends on just what we do
so look forward in making the right decisions, and those merits they accrue

How deceptive we humans are, passively content with maintaining our status
until we're put to the challenge, and in need of all that emotional apparatus
there's simply no escape, so we must face the music, learn to accept reality
our ultimate demise has already been decided, death is an absolute formality

So live for the present, and focus on the good waiting for you on the road ahead
while never forgetting, there's plan and purpose in all the good that you spread
rejoice in life and in all the good that you do, as your Creator awaits your return
destined to find true happiness, a happiness that only yearning souls can discern


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Child of Woe

Oh child of woe indeed - darker than the night,

What will it take for you to finally see the light?

The sacrifice was made - nailed to a rugged tree,

Thorns that pierced His brow, as He bled for you and me.


When tears have dimmed the eyes and your heart is rent in two,

You’ve wandered from the path and doubt what you should do,

The Redeemer’s name is JESUS, SON OF GOD above,

He feels your every sorrow and covers them in love!


Gray days will come to be when Satan steals your dreams,

And people you have trusted were not as they did seem,

Remember, there is JESUS, the one and faithful friend,

He will stand beside you always - until the very end!


So believe within your heart and ask the Savior in,

Trusting he will forgive you of each and every sin!

The child of woe will die, a child of grace will find life,

For there is no other way- but the SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST!


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SEE THE SWEET BEAUTY

Misplaced pieces of my heart, rooted in land of emptiness, miles away to reach my pain, They muted their ears to my cry, Even when I wrote in the sky, They turned a blind eye. Since nativity, I breath beneath nightmares, And live in seclusion When I tried a normal life, I was left alone in silence, Invisible to everyone, You can’t find me in the light, My soul shines only in the dark, Am better dead than walk with nightmares, A path of death I choose, A time of truth I face, I closed myself in that web, But pain raped me intensely, Voices outraging sanity, The air blocked my liberty, Now I accept this grave of mine, This my last walk with nightmares, For I choose sweet death without fear, The poison froze all my tears, Currently am in love with death, Its sweeter than enduring this pain, Set me free creatures of vile, A path of death, I chose as wealth, Dig my soul deep, Paint me in scars of crime, For I chose death, Than this ache.


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My Creator

My creator.
So far from me but so close.
No matter the suffering,
the love is unconditional.

I push through each day.
Remembering your face,
our conversations,
your comfort.

My creator
the ultimate comprehension of my soul.
you know my soul no matter the scars.

No matter the pain
I push to the next day.
I try to remember the good
and justify your ghost.

My creator
I hope you are with me someday again.


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Parchement

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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Living

Not suicidal my vitals are strong, I reside in the bayous of pain for too long,
I wish the earth would consume and resume me, 
so the hurt could leave spirit as you will assume free, 
see the effect of tears is like this, 
for to have cried is first to have bliss, 
you were here now you’re gone I'm still dying through song, I knew you would kill at first kiss. 
I'm still waiting debating the notion, to resist the existing commotion that runs now in my head only saying I’m dead, self-destruction is not my devotion.


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Smile... the Death will change to Birth

How long can stay the happiness?
How long can stay the sadness?

Nothing in this world can go always up
Nothing in this world can go only down.
Nothing in this world remains the same forever.

As the day changes to night,
And the night changes to day.

As the cold changes to warm,
and warm changes to cold.

As this natural law always change everything,
up to down and down to up.

So long as there is nothing without an opposite, smile... 

The Death will change to Birth !


Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved


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LOST down a Dark path

Years i felt it, there was know way out of the abiss, no point in giving a shout, who would hear it and who would care? so alone in the world just as if it was bare. 

My cries went un heard, no comfort i felt, alone to dwell with the cards i had been dealt, 
years of waiting with dark thoughts in my head, untill the same dark path led me to the light instead. 

The feeling of comfort knowing i was saved, my problem was someone elses i could be knowones slave, i thank GOD for saving me from that dark lonely time, knowone else could of reached me, not even myown mind. 

Now i walk in the light never to be alone an i seek to help others in the same way i was shown, so go in peace my brothers and sisters and hold your head high! 
. . never forget in times of hardship GODS right by your side.


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The Dance

Swaying. I'm dreaming. Sinking. I'm dying. Freefalling. Angels sing a beautiful melody. Hallelujia, oh hallelujia. The light shines on me, enchanting. It's holy, it's holy. I'm spinning, my dress all around, and he's twirling me, my hair falling down. Now as he pulls me close, I see his kind face, I know I am secure, I know I am safe. My best friend Jesus, I smile at him. Oh, dancing with Jesus... I am alive again. My heart is pounding deep within my chest. Dancing with in my eyes ceases to exist. I am not alone. Blinded no longer is the truth hidden inside. And we're swaying. The angels singing. Hallelujia, oh hallelujia. I'm spinning, my dress all around, and he's twirling me, my hair falling down. Now as he pulls me close, I see his kind face, I know I am secure, I know I am safe. My best friend Jesus, I smile at him. Oh, dancing with Jesus... I am alive again. On golden streets we dance to the harp, he's holding me close. Silver is the moon, blue are the stars. I fall awestruck to my knees, swimming through splashing amber seas of innocence. The steps of the dance, guided by his gentle hand. I am at rest, I am at peace, folded in the glory of my coming. The spitting fire engulfing me. I'm spinning, my dress all around, and he's twirling me, my hair falling down. Now as he pulls me close, I see his kind face, I know I am secure, I know I am safe. My best friend Jesus, I smile at him. Oh, dancing with Jesus... I am alive again. I'm spinning, my dress all around, and he's twirling me, my hair falling down. Now as he pulls me close, I see his kind face, I know I am secure, I know I am safe. My best friend Jesus, I smile at him. Oh, dancing with Jesus... I am alive again. I'm dancing with Jesus... In Heaven with Jesus... I am alive again. I am alive again...


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Prose Not

Time for change
Cant look back
Must move forward
Keep on track
Search for Happiness
In every step
Behind each corner
Silently wept
Skeletons hide
Turning to ash
Memories no more
Drowned in the past
Life renewed
Death forgets
Hindered actions
Untimely regret
True to one
Bearing all
Listen intently
Waiting the call


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A second chance

What it must be like inside your head,

To come to a decision that you are better off dead.

To think that there's nowhere life to turn,

A peaceful life is all that you yearn.

Convinced that talking to family and friends,

Will only make matters worse in the end.

They don't need to hear your problems,

You think they've got their own.

But if only you had known.

They are there with you through thick and thin

Family since your life did begin.

They have picked you up when you have fell,

So give them the chance now and your problems do tell.

There is much more to life than just this way,

So please convince your head that you want to live another day.
copyright(c) Susan Logan 2012.


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The Mournful Eye

I did...

I could see everything in her eyes

I could see my life,my death, and the secret travels of tomorrow's child

Broken days...Forgotten futures and mourned story

I could see my face....
The glass boy pretending to be the man of stone...

I did...

See everything in her eyes


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A PICTURE OF HINDRIX PRACTICING ON STAGE

Here's a picture of Hindrix practicing on stage;
how tender is the revealing image...
as he strokes the guitar's strings,
exaggerating the pitches of his melodies! 


Rock was Hindrix's joy...he loved
to play it while crowds were dancing;
he laughed between breaks, knowing 
that it'd have been globally shared!


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Mist and Death

Demons of old to toil and tither,
Moil of mine to wine and hemal,
Of thee comes brood and beast,
Whence a nite of tongues and chattering teeth.

Forth slips shimmers of golden rims and grims which greet,
Sips from glorious goblets enchant fabolous feast,
Jests, knaves, et alii figures beguile and bid,
'Twas de hour for not more frivolous guile and fickleness.

Out of oubliette a glim of light so lithe,
Moon of mist now found by life and gift,
For inside one's hide was sight of rimous rig,
Minions of humour bridle toward obverse Omid,

Womb of prime reveal that which is vile and uncouth,
Smile upon me thy glorious chime of pride and proof,
Mind of mine shine on what is trial and new,
Liberty of every, carry me to your shrine of truth.


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My World

My world has always been a world of eternal dusk not so dark I could not see but not light enough to see more then a foot in front of me. There are other people in this world I can just barely see them. They are transparent just outlines of people when I watch them move it seems like the air around them is honey they move so slow. I have screamed at them them but they seem unable to hear or see me and I pass right through them If I reach for them. As the years have gone by I have grown to realize that they are not just outlines but I'm the one who is not fully here. This is how I have been living my life as an outline and as the years kept passing I found myself becoming less and less of what I was,slowly began to lose my mind. No longer trying to get people to see me or hear me I have been walking up and down the same road mumbling to myself for the past 10 years. But a week ago a light appeared just a dim light far off into the distance but a light none the less. I have been slowly drawn to this light ever since. It's still so far away but I have begone to hear a soft female voice calling to me. But I'm fading so fast I am trying with everything I have left to reach that light and find where the voice is coming from.


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Mystique Love

she sat lonely
on the beach 
in the submissive darkness
the moonlight 
highlighting the red eyes
& the dark shadows beneath them
she looked so beautiful
as the golden strands of her hair 
blew in the zephyr
her lips quivered 
as if complaining
& then they curved 
in a dazzle
brightening the  
chiseled features
on the pale, white face
But the smile ruined
as a cruel wave crashed
into the reverie
reverie of 
the waters,
the stars,
only that she wasn’t alone…
In an aching hope, 
she stood up
& started calling out her love
no response.
she called louder
still no response.
she started walking down 
in the dark waters
Beckoning her love
she went deeper & deeper 
in the sea of love
now her words… 
a whisper
still deeper, she went
And then, still & silence
the next night witnessed 
a miraculous presence
a pair of stars shone brightly
at a rare corner,
blinking inexorably 
under the grey canopy 
of the sky
she had reached her destiny,
& the destiny of mystique love…


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My plan

I keep staring out the window
Missing the past
Knowing it's long gone now
I've always came last
It's time for me to stand on my own
Stay strong and stand tall
Without everyone bringing me down
I'm done being so weak I'll never fall
I'm bringing myself back up
And no one will ever bring me down again
I'm rising to the top
Out of the ashes of the end
I've burnt every piece
Every picture
Spilling these words
Killing these games
You used to own my heart
I own your soul
I'll kill it in the dark
You''ll never again be whole
Ending these lies
Breaking all ties
I'll cut your wings
And pull the strings
From now on out
You don't control me
I hear you scream and shout
I will be the only one to leave
You'll stay on the ground
Covered in blood
Never to be found
And me standing where you once stood
I'm taking everything back
Your heart will shatter and crack
I smile knowing its over for you
If only you had a clue


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Imagine

If all the things I have right now were taken away and I had nothing left I would fantasize about nature and how beautiful it is. I would imagine that I was swinging on an old tire swing in front of a river. In the river were little ducks and I would go feed them. In my life right now I don’t think of nature that way. I think if my freedom was taken away I wouldn’t take it for granted the way I do and I would know how much it actually means to me. I would also imagine my family getting together for my family reunion. We would usually have them in September. My aunt would make her fancy white cake topped with chocolate drizzle. My grandma always made her jello cake; I still don’t know exactly how she makes it. The others would bring KFC, at least three boxes full of chicken and fries. All the kids would sit together and play games and laugh as we threw food at one another. We would have a game where the kids lined up from age 1 to age 13 and you would get to pick a prize appropriate for your age. I would always get stuck with bath soap and tooth brushes.I take a lot of ordinary things for granted and I think a lot of people do but they won’t admit it. Sometimes I even take life and my freedom for granted. I think that if maybe we wouldn’t take things for granted like the trees or our freedom that maybe our lives would be a lot better and things wouldn’t happen the way they do. I have lived long enough to know that it won’t happen, nothing happens the way you want it to. Just a few months ago I lost my grandma and I couldn’t do anything to help her. I took all of the things she did for granted and now that she’s gone I miss her. She used to make this tuna casserole, it was just amazing but I never told her just how much she meant to me. I think if I would have told her that more then I wouldn’t feel so guilty or depressed that she is gone. I never told her what I needed to. If people could use the words of John Lennon “Imagine Peace” and actually think about it then maybe the world wouldn’t have to end because there wouldn’t be any enemies, murders, drugs, none of the bad things would have happened. If we could have just accepted everyone around us for who they are and known that one day we all have to die, we could have stepped back from it all and said I had a good life and I don’t regret any of it. I think it’s no good to step back from something and tell yourself that you could have done something to prevent it.


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Fire

A fire in my heart
Blazes brightly- for the entire world to see
Caressing the wind
Dancing on the wood
Effortlessly glowing
Feverishly hot


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Give Peace a Chance

im tired of waiting
we cant do it alone
no not on our own
their thrills
so violent
they're killing 
burning 
everything in sight
you sit and wait
do you think its alright?
its bringing the world to its knees
but what can we do
if were not doing anything?
violence doesn't wait
peace can do great
great things
just give it a chance
if it doesn't work 
then you can go back to...
hurt





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My Dad

Seashores empty… 
Strolling through the sand 
Washing warm, the waves of memory 
Here from where I stand

Whitewash sails 
Jetting in the distance 
Reminiscing fondly 
Of my loving dad

He loved to sail 
Longed to be free, to fly 
I saw it, like loftng seagulls 
As we cast off, the smile in his eyes

Although, worry in mine
With water spread so deep 
Fatherly arms surrounding 
Holding a son close to his seat

Capturing the rhythms of the breeze 
He yelled, as took stern command 
And harnessing gales onto canvas 
All with steady hand

It was a wonder to behold 
As he became the wind 
And one with the water 
Or did they… become him?

In awe... 
We cut through wave 
Like the glorious whales 
He to a vessel, commendeering brave

Here, upon vastly open seas 
Far… far... beyond the break 
Was the young boy inside my dad 
Again beginning to wake

He died, after that summer 
Hence, solace and serene 
And now, alone I stand missing him painfully 
Reflecting, on a moment that only lives on in daydream


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Dear Old Dad

dear old dad
he's such a good supporting lad

puts up with moms old fashion plaids
for he knows this what makes her glad

he puts up with the kids saying please
and is there to wipe their noses sneeze

puts up with dog barking morning thru night
and cleans up the after droppings delight

wont let anyone mow down the weeds
insists on doing all the honey-do deeds

so today dear old dad you deserve a break
let me be the one to rub all your sore aches


Happy Father's Day
To All Dads And Stepdads


We Thank You



Happy Father's Day Daddy {1925 - 1981}


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A PERSON/ A PAPER/ A PROMISE

Once on a yellow piece of paper w/green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A & a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's &
He had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it.

Once on a piece of white paper w/blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A & asked him to
write more clearly &
His mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint & the kids told him 
that Father Tracy smoked cigars & left butts
on the pews & sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames &
The girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot &
His father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.

Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about & his
professor gave him an A & a strange steady
look & his mother never hung it on the
kitchen door because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went & he caught his
sister making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked & the girl around the corner 
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly.

Once on a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen.


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That Little Girl

That Little Girl 

Born into a world where the people she would come to love
Would be the people who would hurt her the most 
Always hoping for their love, approval and care
Never giving up on her dream that someday she would get just that
Hanging on to the memories of the few times when she did. 

A sex slave to her own father
Every day wanting to die
Yet fighting to survive
Pouring her heart out 
Not getting anything in return
Crying on the inside while pasting a smile on the outside

Feeling the grief and relief
After her father pases away
Then feeling guilty, ashamed and confused
For feeling any relief and why
Not even wanting to believe one of the people, she loved the most
Had hurt her and then abandoned her
That is how she felt

Going to school and pasting a smile on
Being funny one day
Mean the next
Never knowing how she should be 
Always doing her best to hide
The pain inside

Surrounding herself with friends
Keeping them at a distance 
Not really letting them in
If they were just using her that was okay
Being popular was all that mattered
Even if it compromised who she really was 
On The Inside 

Trying to please everyone 
While never pleasing her
Thinking food was the enemy
She never felt skinny enough
Not eating, vomiting when she did
Starvation became a way of life
Little did she know she would have to fight it the rest of her life

That was her life
That was her world
Until someone came along
Showed her it did not have to be
She could get better if she tried
With a lot of work 
Determination
And a long road still to go
Always trying to focus on the light at the end of every tunnel
She has come such a long way
Now 

That Little Girl

Has turned into 

Me

By: Jean Shular



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Race against death

Sitting,staring at my blank wall nothing there just the stained paint that should be stripped 
away like the burdens I am bearing.
Why carry all this extra weight it like running a race in concrete not moving forward fast 
enough.
Why cant I shed this weight, this pain
Is life full of lessons that we repeat until we learn from them or does someone have a sick 
sick sense of humor.
Does it matter if your the one going through life with the burdens you have put one yourself.
You really cares its your life do what you want let go of the past or carry  it the rest of your 
life and 
start your slow death.
Now there is hope you realize love and it gives you strength now you moving..shed the pain, 
where are you going. Does it matter as long as you have life and love. For death follows us 
all but it's the ones that quit that death catches up to.


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Among the dead

Among the dead 
By: Sami LaRose
9/14/12

To say dying is a trend these days would save me a lot of time.
Every morning I wake up, wishing and wanting to die
I push forward and try to stay strong; but the pain is just too strong.
I rather be buried six feet under the ground, with no pretty flowers to sit amongst my tombstone,
While I live I have a permeate frown.
I wish the sun would just come up for once and let me smile, it's been way longer than awhile 
But whoever controls the universe hates me
I always try so hard to escape myself
To be happy for one day is all I ask but I guess that's too much so
Slash, slash, slash.
Finally free from the hell of the living;
I can say I am happy now  


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Last option

Have you ever been forced to do something
Anything
Against your will? You throw a fit
And yet they don't care. About your 
Feelings
Opinions
Needs
I know how you feel. 
I need some advice now
About all my options
Because no matter what
I'm not giving in
NO MATTER WHAT
Already asked most people I trust
Got some "help"
But I wouldn't call it that
Because it didn't
The only other options
Run away? Suicide?
What else??? This is a life decision.
It will determine how I turn out
I 
Need
Help. 
I'm running out of options
Should I turn to my last resorts?


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take me from this misery

* this poem has been inspired by Breaking Benjamin's Dear Agony....*
* and was written in memory of my grandmother Jeanne Gula *

My name is Jeanne Gula, today i found out that i have cancer.
Its in a tumor, that's very painful, its very rare, its 3 cancers into 1
they already took it out once... and it came back.
The doctor said it was to late to take it out again.
Its not the perfect end to my life, but its all i can have..
I don't really know how much more time i have.
I used to be able to walk by myself, with out help.
I can't believe this happened to me... of all people.
It's be coming torture, they called in hospices.
This cant be good...
I'm in my own home, slowly dieing...
I really don't want to leave, I will leave so many loved ones behind..
So I think i will stay a little longer...
Its January, i now can't do anything by myself, i have to rely on family to help with
everything, my organs are starting to slowly shut down, its very painful to go through.
but my daughters birthday is coming soon... I'm not going to leave now... i don't want her
to be sad, on such a happy day.
I can't hold on much longer.
I'm now out of this misery, its feb. 2nd, and I'm finally free.
Free, of all this pain, and I'm healthy again, I can walk, with out hanging on to anything
or anyone, I can finally be independent again...
now no one cry for me, because i lived a full long life, and no longer in pain..
I love you all.
Love Grammy


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An Ode to Birth and Death

Darkness ended, Winter released her icy grip; budding crystals soon began to drip.

The Earth then tendered, its surface filled with life; Spring now wed to Summer, the
radiant rays piercing the frozen skies.

But Beauty gives way to Destruction and forests turn to tinder.

Here lies the crossroads, an Ode to Birth and Death.

A flower that slowly bloomed left stranded now in late Spring, scorched by Summer’s rays,
but oh its beauty still remains.

It lives on desolate ground. A mind unfolded, it's heart retouched.

And at last outlasted a depression that once did rule. And you the fair Demise, how will
you compromise? When we together win the prize.

Flailing futilely in a sea of lies; the Fountain of Youth was found, its waters tainted.

Perhaps it’s best not to toy with Life and Death.

The Seasons unwillingly shifting, the Sun now in full bloom, and the flower starts to wilt;

Beautiful, as death begins to set, while Summer touched the Earth.

Petals fall away like tear drops on the skin, and light penetrates in a wonderful array.

Ever growing heat, now begins to drain them of life, while petals turned to dust, carried
away in gusts.

Together fertilized, yet unaware, it only dares to bring about despair.

Death gives back again to Life; an early end to a late start.

A new beginning comes from dust and decay, as the Summer sun now fades away.

The burning skies teaming with gray.

Death takes a new form; white, blinding, crushing and consuming.

Oh but gorgeous it remains, In time, life grows again,

Coming from the wastes of a flower that late bloomed.Yet life anew begins too soon.

In Winter’s last grasp, her touch did drain, when frozen ashes did remain;

Here is life’s penultimate breath, the greatest Ode to Birth and Death.


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A Fading Reminder

Waking up with my face on the floor
I get up and step on something
My bass makes a buzzing sound
The low pitch of the strings 
An eery feeling Screaming through my head

I realize this isnt my room
Its covered in a blue haze
Everything is dark, scary
I scream but i cant hear myself

I remember the night before
when everyone was sitting around the table
laughing, cheering, happy

I turn the knob and open the door
I step out into cold sand
The sky is gray 

Walking into a world i havent seen before
Dead animals hanging on trees
There are no cars 
No one is around
I turn back and look at my door

Just a room in the middle of nowhere
Standing alone 
Ive had the feeling before

A light appears 
i walk towards it
i walk throught the lights

it takes me to the past
when everything was okay
where no one judged you 
where you werent alone
when everything had meaning

... When i existed
just a fading reminder of who i used to be.








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My Pa







Had a dream about my Pa tonight, We all went out with them to Lake Loral Nancy His wife cooking up a good ol' Chicken Pot Stew slow-cooked set way up high atop the hickory us loading up the Bayliner for our afternoon fishing trip. We reminisced, Canoe in toe as we used to do just in case, yes just as we did back then; you-know if either would wished to float to one or more sides with the Canoe tied to the railings of the boat, or more or less to widen the chance at a greater spot to cast a gander upon our luck... . My Father by adoption; having-stated many times early on in-all of our teenier all together, God being-in-charge of all good-Blessings and if-you will--luck... we'll always catch some albeit one Yes I began to see through this statement he mentioned often God is always presenting always providing this-His Honest Hope, for us both--as I believe like my Pa, for any one yes everyone who is patient remains-open... ! Our woes, and Peace abiding... uncertainty grievances questions yes laughter were our main recollections as we dropped our first lines as we cast them... . I tell you I truly did love Him, still love Him, will always I figure... yes I know Some folk are so defined never wish to grow any further their Character divorced by Cancer, Nary did my Father allow it. On the day he passed He told Nancy, "I love my life. My Family Children. Love all those close to me.... but I'm tiered just plain wore out." the Lord took Him that night, the next day forthcoming I was told and O how I cried — But then realized as I saw he lived the greater life - He worked on this purpose until the day he died, and so for all he work for this final reprieve — it was for all of the ones he loved, because I feel for all whom he loved, he'd prayed for all to do the same... Yes a suffering in kind the same I'm seeing now - All-of-it I'm-finding; because he taught me the greater of his Faith nary a day apart from Him, and me... his youngest Son two Others older Sons if you will, yes I feel his family and friends still have this eminent belief to boast; Yes, in-the Company--Comfort... of Jesus' Peace... !


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Andy's Game

Born in Fort Hood, Andy’s life wasn’t right
Her momma and daddy would always fight
Daddy was a drunk, momma was abusive
Her goals and dreams were so elusive
One day, Andy couldn’t take it anymore
Left without packing, walked out the door
Got into a pickup with a good lookin’ stranger
She liked the feeling, the feeling of danger

Arkansas was the first stop
She found a place and set up shop
Robbin’ people and banks was her game
All the money she could find she would claim
Took her .45 into the nearest bank
The clerk had noticed and his heart sank

Andy was this gal’s name
Living life fast was her game
Never wanted to be tame
Near the end it would be a shame

Took her money from the bank clerk
Loved what she did, always wanted to work
Got away from the scene in a icey blue truck
Andy used skill, she didn’t need luck

Andy was this gal’s name
Living life fast was her game
Never wanted to be tame
Near the end it would be a shame

Left the state of Arkansas, she’d become wanted
But Andy was made of stone, she was never daunted
Headed to Arizona to stake her claim
Too bad here she would take her first aim
Held up the bank, asked for the money
But this young boy wouldn’t give it, sonny
She shot him dead center between the eyes
Then suddenly she heard the screams and cries

Andy was this gal’s name
Living life fast was her game
Never wanted to be tame
Near the end it would be a shame

She jumped behind the desk and peeped over the top
The cops had come and set up shop
"Come out with your hands up or be shot down!"
"Then come and shoot me." She said with a frown
Stood up and blazed that .45
She had never felt so alive
She took one to the chest
No, two
No, three
She had met her end, she had begun to see
Andy died that day
But before she went, she had somethin’ to say
"To my father and my mother, I never needed you.
Because deep in my heart I always knew
that I’d amount to somethin’, be it good or bad
and that is why I’m dyin’ but I’m glad."

Andy was this gal’s name
Living life fast was her game
Never wanted to be tame
Near the end it would be a shame

(For you, you know who you are)


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Morbid Luck

Bad luck could hit hard…
It’s difficult to catch a flash of glory… 
Unfortunately, we end up with the wrong side of the coin 
It’s tricky to snatch eternal glee…

I wish I could increase your motivation and prove your significance 
But I have none that I own – you made a big impact on me believe it or not
I want to grant you success…or I’ll let God work His magic
I have the passion to accomplish my jubilant goals – I just got to be energized…
Be strengthened and have self-reliance  
I prey upon confidence… 
I pray for your dreams to fall into place… 
I have no choice, but to find my way out of this labyrinth… 
OUT OF THIS MESS…
Suffocating me in harsh distress…
Dissatisfaction could shatter your hope

We are fading… we’re fragments
Escalating ferociously…  

It’s almost impossible to remain at ease during these hard times…
Fortunately, we have a chance to be on the right side of the coin

The most difficult part of living is… 
Dealing with the outrageous crimes  

Bad luck 
Is totally a morbid result in life’s situations…
I believe that you could endure
The catastrophe that burnt up your 
Last drop of courage…

What a tragedy you turned out to be… 
Your morbid luck drained out your bliss
And inflated you with squalid misery…
Your morbid luck dragged you 
Into the abyss……… 


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Shackles

Gripped by fear, you're afraid to live
Hide in the shadows as time hisses past you
A prisoner, a slave within your own mind
Before you know it, everything is gone
Your time has run out
A wasted life withers away
Not a taste of freedom upon your tongue
Find the key to the shackles that bound you
Fear is your downfall
A prisoner, a slave to your fears
Face your shackles head on
The shackles that keep you from living this life
Fear of death, the greatest of all
Release your shackles, let them fall
Rid your mind of the fear
Only then are you truly free


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Life of the Grasshopper

Life of the Grasshopper





The birds are flying south for winter
The chipmunks have squirreled away a stash
The ants have slaved all summer to survive
But another season still holds death


The grasshopper has no pretenses
It lives its days
But lives in the moment
Then dies
Just like everything else


The grasshopper had a lot of life in its year
The bird, the chipmunk, and the ant all had a lot of years in their life
All used up working to delay the inevitable
Looking, but never seeing a silent, still moment
A dandelion trying to catch the wind
A ripple racing on a stream
A cloud cartwheeling across the sky
A forest reaching for the sun
Perfection


They’re too busy to find peace
Holding too tight to find release
Mocking the grasshopper’s wisdom
Resenting it for its life of freedom
And its peace with death


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An Ulcers Window In June

Candid lips taking humid sips,

From archway pipes descended,

In the foyer of the swine,

Of your lovers clutch,

She pulps out the peppered poison,

In optional milligram bursts,

From her chesty bags of cabbage,

Across your waning wasters tongue that,

Usually has nothing to... 

Piss intermittent slabs,

Of gut cockled discomfort,

Affordably replayed incongruous needs,

Aping culpability,

At the coffee houses stall,

Menorrhagias pulse slips through an open door, 

 

Man to man and man up man,

Your passing the silver that binds the meat,

Across a groin bridge,

That leaks out black piss,

Sinew placid but deltoid in rhythm,

Fingers stalk the duct for whet feathers,

Matted in the daylight snide,

Whilst the fingernail abrade,

Leaves BUPA in portions,

Theres scope for direction depending,

On which way you're facing,

The old sun never ending,

The corset your lacing.

Menorrhagias pulse slips through an open door,


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Very Soon I'll Be WITH JESUS



Very Soon, I’ll Be With Jesus! I know my life on earth shall one day end… This body will turn back into dust again. I hope that in my life’s remaining days… I’ll be careful to give God glory and praise! I hope that with the opportunities given… I’ll walk in the joy of my sins being forgiven! I’m thankful that Jesus has shown to me… How much he really cares and loves me! If not for Jesus… Where I would be? He offered his body as a sacrifice for me! Because of what he’s done, I’m living today! He’ll be with me! Till the end of the way! When my life closes, and a new life begins… I’ll be with my savior, lord and friend! Thank you Jesus! As a new day starts! You’ve brought love and joy to my heart! By Jim Pemberton


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At Any Moment I Could Leave This Earth

At Any Moment…  I Could Leave This Earth!

At any moment, I could leave my earthly home!
When this happens, I won’t be alone!

At any moment, my life could come to an end.
When I leave, I won’t be taking any friends!

At any moment, eternity could come for me.
Then I’ll leave this world beneath me!

At the moment, when my life shall disappear.
I’ll be with my Lord.  This is so clear!

At this moment, when I meet my savior above.
I’ll have a new body as a gift of his love.

After the moment, when I depart
 into the life eternal.
God will find my name in the
 “book of life’s journal.”

I remember the moment when I invited Jesus in.
And asked him to forgive 
my every sin.

I remember the moment I received his salvation.
In Christ…  I was a brand new creation!

This moment with Jesus can be yours as well!
The choice is clear.  It’s heaven or hell!

Won’t you take a moment with him?  You can know!
Where in eternity God will place your soul.

This moment can be yours.  Jesus is talking!
He stands at your hearts door,
 patiently knocking!

By Jim Pemberton


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On this road again, wasting time.

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

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

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

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


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Writers Rock

Babies,
Babies
Like to get rabies.
That's the way babies rock.

Writers,
Writers
Like nice highlighters.
That's the way Writers rock.


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IT Happened

This day plays over and over in my mind
It'll stay with me until the day I die

On the highway looked up
Dark gray clouds closing in

On the radio Social Distortion comes on
“Reach for the Sky because tomorrow may never COME..”

Thought to myself, better get there fast
This song might be over in time for her spirit to pass

Still thirty minutes to go
Cars gotta go faster, gotta roll

Reach the hospital and walk fast as I can
I'd like to run but strangers pass so I cant

I enter the crowded room
I stand in the corner, 
I look at her in the bed.
In so much pain, her body is trembling from head to toe

Then IT happened,

She asked for him
He bent down and filled her arms with his hug
Her upper body slightly off the bed as he tried to relieve her pain
For the first time in my life I saw my brother experience true love
I could see the particles of air above their heads exchanging loving thoughts
He thought” It'll be ok, you can let go”
She thought” It's just so hard because I love you sooo”
He thought”I love you baby, god is calling you home”
She said “ No need to call. I'll watch over you. When you arrive I'll know”

It was by far the most overwhelming emotion ever
Beyond control
I could no longer see, 
The tears just poured 
I think a ghost put it's hand down my throat, 
And then used my heart as a stress relief ball...
Cancer was the boxer giving my heart a beat

The pain was the ying
as the love was to yang

Two people in love,
In a world that can be so untrue,
I'm so glad my loved one found you!


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Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas

Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas? Christmas is the only holiday we often don’t call by name. We often forget about the true reason that Christ came. It’s the only holiday that we often call “a holiday.” It’s true meaning, is often, taken away! It’s more than the tree and all of the glittering lights… It’s time to think about the Bethlehem star so bright! It’s more than going shopping at the malls… More than, “Jingle Bells,” or “Deck the Halls!” It’s more than seeing how many people we can buy for. Or that clearance sale, you’re willing “to die for!” It’s more than buying the “newest in entertainment.” Or receiving a gift that may “cause an embarrassment.” Beyond all of the presents and all we truly believe in. Let’s all come to Christ Jesus and receive him! Let’s think about his birth, and his death on the cross! Without HIM… The true meaning of Christmas is lost! He brings the hope, joy and cheer that’s needed! Won’t you listen to his voice? That often goes unheeded? Christ is what’s important! And shouldn’t be left out! He’s what matters! And is what Christmas is all about! Let’s be joyful! It was for all of us that he came! And take this time to bring honor and glory to his name! By Jim Pemberton


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Never Grow Old

I see them dancing
Across the Milky 
Way, Illuminates
Stars, as they go by
Singing songs of love

Gracing the star
Lit sky, as years
Go by singing
Songs of love, sigh

Never grow 
Never grow 
Old, Old, Old

They shall
Never

Die

(Some of the words in this poem are somewhat quoted from a song that my mother and 
father sang in their latter life.)


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Things A Mother Might Say II



*******Note:*********
In time's that I was in trouble....


      ------

Wishing that you were
A better person
Make's you a better
Person now....

      ------
Where is my ceramic spoon?

                GF


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Good & Evil

We are one body; two parts.

I am evil. I am good.

I strip you of your pride. I don't need pride to survive.

I devour your will to live. I am your will to live. 

I eat your soul. I am your soul.

I smell your weakness. I have no weakness.

I conform to your kryptonite. I am an original; copyrighted only to me.

I'm on the outside looking in. I'm on the inside looking out.

I am your flesh. I am your heart.

Would you not deceive: lie, steal, and cheat if you were me. Condemned to a devils Hell.
Envy rages inside of me, for you, you get to live in all eternity.

There is no reason to scream, you were given the same opportunity as me.

We are one body, miles apart. 

The boundary of grace and love shows no terminal. 

Death chemically acts upon us, separating us for all eternity.

I die and burn.

I live and learn.


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You Take God I'll Take Booze, Drugs And Women

You Take Your God…
I’ll Take My Booze, Drugs And Women!


Someone recently asked me: “Are you listenin’?”
“You take your God!”  “I’ll take my booze, drugs and women!

I’ve been there! When I lived for “the pleasure of the day.”
I didn’t want to listen to what God had to say!

Whatever felt “good.”  I wanted to “live it up!”
There were many things I tried, that I let “fill me up.”

But whatever I tried…  No matter how 
happy I wanted to be.
There was still something empty deep inside of me!

I’ve seen families break apart, over a bottle of booze.
In the end, it seemed like everyone was going to lose!

I’ve seen drugs lead people into heavy addictions.
And have seen them die from various afflictions!

I’ve seen grown man having “affairs” of various kinds.
Only to burn in lust with very “sex craved” minds!

Is this the real fun that people seem to crave?
But too often, end up in an early grave?

Will someone please tell me what going on?
Or, have many people just “have it all wrong?”

There’s a God!  And he wants to make this very clear!
Today may be your party!  But his judgment is near!

Everything that you try will one day fail you!
The life God offers, will never disappoint you!

He is the answer for the satisfaction you seek!
You need him in your life!  Each day of the week!

Won’t you allow his love and peace into your life today!
He’ll show you how to really live
 in a brand new way!

By Jim Pemberton


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History of Life Pt 1

Pigs in a mud hole, Glorious in contentment. Ah, but soon bacon!


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Synethesia

My eyes are closed, close to sleeping. Behind my lids the colours dance, Light and beautiful. I see; Scarves blown in the wind, Washing on the line, Dresses in the water. I see; Her. The colours of her. Blue eyes, virginal white skin, rosebud cheeks, Her indescribable hair. And blood, So much blood.


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The last

As they kiss their parents good bye 
not nowing it will be the last 
as they call their parents names not 
knowing it would be the last 
As the parents kiss their child 
thinking they will see their child 
again after school
As they walk the child into the 
school thinking it was a safe place to 
be 
Not knowing what the day had plain 
The phone rang as she answer the 
phone the words she wish she never 
heard"your child had been kill"as she 
drop to her knees and started to cry 
she scream why lord she was pure 
she was sweet why you took my 
child


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The Detachable Soul

I am in no pain, I suffer no sorrow
I exist today as I shall exist tomorrow
Death is inevitable- what bliss to choose its circumstance
no nasty suprises, no unresolved business

It is with joy I lived and in joy do I depart
death is not the end but merely the start, as
my soul has finished gathering the experience I needed from this incarnation
my body is now irrelevent, only specks of dust from a distant contellation.

Life is simply a stepping stone on the journey through time
a dream before waking, as we are the children of forever, 
leaving only our bodies behind


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Facts Of Life

Life is an adventure
The more you live the more you understand.
Life is a teacher
The more we live the more we learn.
Life is a rolling ball.
Life is more expensive than man himself.
Life is like an everyday tax.
Life is important,life is wonderful.
Life is an interesting ,
But dangerous game.
Life is ev'rything needed for man.
Life is the most expensive gift given to us
By God.
It shouldn't be defiled
All in the name of materialism.
Lets join hands and make this world
A better place,
By living life to the fullest.


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So Fragile

Life
Here today
Gone tomorrow
Everything can change in a second
One action
Can effect not only your life
But everyone else's 
Life
Can be taken from you before it even begins
She hadn't even started living
She left to soon
She was SO young
I used to believe everything happens for a reason
But why would this happen
I need an explanation
We are filled with grief
Everyone with tears in their eyes
It's not fair
Life 
Is so fragile
Here today, gone tomorrow
Just like that.


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A Poet's World

This poem is about the life and feelings of a poet/poetess.



In a poet's world there is heaven and hell,
and many stories to tell.
There are mysteries to solve and codes to unravel,
many roads to travel.
There are confessions of yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
Storms of rejection, dejection, and sorrow.
Reflections of love, marriage, and romance.
Expressions of flamboyance and dance.

In a poet's world there is music of rhythm and verse,
imaginations of all things on earth.
Songs, sonnets, lyrics, and beats,
gardens of flowers and of trees.
There are times of drama, prose, and learning.
A constant desire burning.
Laughter and tears and feelings of fear, all in a poet's world.
There are influences to work, criticism and hurt.
Achievement and goal, warmth and cold,
visions of life and death, 
and times to be quiet.

In a poet's world there is religion, science, and belief,
faith, hope, war, and peace.
Emotions of anger and tempers that rage,
many characters on stage.

In a poet's world there are promises and dreams,
nightmares and screams,
humbleness, happiness, and philosophy,
a lifetime of writing for infinity.
It's an angel who speaks to the poet's soul,
to tell the world all his heart holds.


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Truth...

Alone
Broken
Lost
Forgotten
Abandoned
Without a home
Without a future
Missing the luxury of life
The love that we buy ourselves
But they have smiles…
Real ones
They have beauty…
Natural and irreplaceable
And love…
Innocent, sincere love
That they give away freely 
Giving all they have and more
We are the ones who are alone
Broken
Lost 
Forgotten
Abandoned
We’re missing the picture
Through less they have more
Through more we have less
Think about it


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golden age

golden flecks and reflected light

float slowly to the base

caught in hands reaching high

and splash against my face

painting my skin a golder tint

washing cares away

i give them my time to spend

and lay down in their grave


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My Dearest

How could this be, how could you leave?
You can't leave me, please we all still believe.
Don't throw us away, don't let go.
It doesn't have to be this way, don't you know?
I can't see, this can't be the end.
You're the hearts key, you're our best friend.
Please just stay, just a little while longer.
The music will play, and keep us stronger.
The hardest part, is leaving you.
You'll always be in my heart, our love will never be through.
Joke after joke, we had our undending love.
My heart broke, as you were sent above.
You listen for us all, I beg you please.
Promise to hear our call, as we fall to our knees.
So many years, we've shared cries and laughter.
So many tears, proving life isn't happily ever after.
We will miss you so, but we'll never forget.
There's nothing you didn't know, with unending wit.
Through these dark times, you still see the light.
My dedicated rhymes, just for you, alright?
I feel you all around, as you let go of my hand.
As I fall to the ground, you take your stand.
Goodbye for now, we will meet again.
For you I bow, for what the love has been.
We look at this, our family photograph.
I feel your loving kiss, as I hear your laugh.
Every memory, flows through my head.
This shouldnt be, such sorrow shouldn't be fed.
All I can do is scream, I feel so helpless.
This must be a dream, for I'm powerless.
Could we save you, if we tried so hard?
Because the life is through, I'm left so scarred.
I stop breathing, for I know you're leaving.
I hope you know, we all love you.
Our tears forever show, how could we ever make it through?
Your faith in above, has shown prevail?
I gave you my love, but the omnipotence continues to fail.
Why can't the fallen, swallow their pride"
Can you hear us callin, can you hear as we cried?
All of our tears, fall like the rain.
Throughout my years, I've never felt such pain.
Someday, I promise somehow,
we'll be together one day, but not right now.
We fight together, until the very end.
We'll fight forever, on the blowing wind.
You're the very best, with love you did smother.
On my heart you rest, my dearest lover.


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Eternity

it seems unfair to me sometimes
that life has to end.
i hold you in my sight
paused in motion
refusing to forget the patterns of your face
youth only fades
yet noone wants to fathom
what age portrays
watching you now, at age 22,
your ceaseless movements
both delicate and benign,
you are locked in with a click like a mechanism
implanted within my shaking mind.
anchored in my thoughts
afraid i may lose sight,
dreading what is inevitably to come,
our ancient human rite.
what is it we have really
but phases full of longing,
short lifetimes of solitude,
then subsequent terms of bliss
it seems strange to say that i am not sorry 
for little secret moments such as this.
i will not apologize
for having lived and hoping to live long
nor argue choice or afterlives
or hear you claim im wrong.
it seems we believe in nothing more
than dirt and cold and brine
i believe in the simple glory of your hands 
large and gregarious inside my small ones, 
eternity proven,
entwined.


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Star Drops (from Scenes From Above)

Feel the tear drops of a star, 
His long lost emotions taken to far, 
Watch him break down these bars, 
And take his misery to war, 
I don't wanna die an unholy casualty, 
Watch my enemies so coldly come after me, 
How can alter history, 
Uncover a path that's such a mystery, 
And I'll never close my eyes, 
Bare false witness and oppose innocent cries, 
Stress and the privilege of having less, 
Have bestowed on me, 
Touch my palms and feel the cold in me, 
Living proof of an accident, 
Mother raped, legs spread, no wall to relax against. 
And I'm nothing more than a have not! 
By the end of this poem I'll be forgot, 
And even as a foster child, 
No one could imagine the pain it cost to smile, 
Sign of depression is aggression, 
Sign of happiness, 
Is a small portion of affection, 
Feel the tear drops of a star, 
His long lost emotions taken to far, 
Watch him break down these bars, 
And take his misery to war, 
Now man made murder, 
Made criminals march in the same order, 
In this series of my life I can't play, 
Therefore the truth and past judgment I can't say! 
Years and years of swallowing tears, 
Struggle to follow my peers, 
I've been Cell bound, ball & chain locked on my soul. 
Constant pain stopped my longing to grow old, 
Angels giving me hell, 
Worse than strangers living on bail, 
A constant strain now my heart is screaming. 
It's a tragedy of how pleasant these demons is seeming 
My misery and stress are the key men, 
In this undivined teaming! 
But Lord hear me, 
It's like I'm labeled, 
And happiness won't stand near me, 
Feel the tear drops of a star, 
His long lost emotions taken to far, 
Watch him break down these bars, 
And take his misery to war,


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Rapture

Oh day of promised rapture from final resting place,

The first desire of heart to see my Savior’s face!


The beckoning of trumpet will pierce the Eastern skies,

I yearn so much to greet him and behold him with mine eyes!


Shall I awake in dew clad morn or velvet star-lit night,

Anticipating robe and crown and wings of silver bright!


Enduring grace, sweet love divine did span thou earth’s creation,

Great Son of God who lived to die for sinners soul salvation!


I long to hold thy nail scarred hand and kiss your thorn pricked brow,

Though birthed in sin he snatched me from Hell’s fiery bowel!


Twas stately mansions glistening in heaven’s glory gleam,

Their beauty was astounding as nought I’d ever seen.


The prophets were conversing of ancient days of old,

While children laughed and played on shining streets of gold.


A reunion day is coming dear loved ones and missed friends,

Where we’ll always be together and time shall never end!


Nor tear did dim an eye, and daily cares were gone,

Thousands gathered there to join in angels’ song!


Hallelujah to the Highest, holy praises we did sing,

To lift our voices as one to Christ, The Mighty King!


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One Wish

Love & Miss You
Just Wanna Be With You
The man I always wanted to be 
But yet you were just a kid
A kid with a vision,
A Vision for greatness
Always had an open mind,
& To Everyone You Were Kind
You Could See, 
Who it was you wanted to be
I always looked up to you,
Even though we werent as close as I would of wished
There was just something about you, 
Something I never knew
Never understood til now
But You always stayed true
Now Im Not Only Living For Me
I Feel Like This Life Is Also For You
You Are Extremely Missed
& If I Had One Last Wish
I'd Wish For You!!


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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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Happier Place

Standing alone 
On that cliff top 
In the pouring rain 
Alone with my thoughts 
Watching the sea 
Jump up at me 
Its waving hands 
Seeming to grasp for me 
I walk and lean over the edge 
Only for the hands to grow longer 
Yearning 
Calling for me 
And as I step away 
A mournful howl 
And cries of how much better it would be 
If I were dead 
No cares no worries 
No friends no pain 
Everyone peaceful 
Resting alone 
And I stop and turn 
Run fast towards the edge 
and the mournful calls 
Turn into gleeful yells 
Encouraging me 
To fly
Spread out my wings and fly 
Insurances of you can do it 
And I do it 
I fly away 
Away forever and the dark swallows me 
The grasping hands now hold me down 
I can see the light 
The day and the sun shines 
Now that I’m gone it shines 
Brighter that any other day 
And I smile in myself 
No longer struggling 
Being cradled in the arms of the sea 
Held under and carried away 
Knowing I’ve left home 
A happier place. 


Note: I wrote this a very long time ago now...


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Humming Bird Dreams

I smile as it seems to be,
 The wind came to play with me.
 For i lay in bed,
 Ill for what seems like forever.
 I cannot move or dance myself,
 So the wind and my dreams dance together.
 I watch as the humming birds made of lace,
 come alive before my eyes.
 I love to watch the sweet caress,
 Of the lacy blinds against the open glass.
 I love to watch as my dreams take me,
 Dancing me out my small window
 To the open land and tall trees,
 To the light in the skies,
 And the smell of the seas.
 I laugh as i slip away into my dreams,
 Now i can dance for myself.

-ARI


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the effect of others part 1

now this is not a poem but more of a short story if you are expecting a poem this is not one, but please feel free to read my story. it will make you think a lot about what you do! it will also have to a 2 part story due to the fact i only get 2500 characters.


monday morning a single mother by the name of wendy awakes to start what she would believe to be an ordinary day, but this
is no ordinary story. she starts the day as if any other monday morning, wendy makes breakfast for her two children gets
them dressed and prepared for school and sees them of to the school bus. she then prepares herself for work and makes her
way to a bus stop not to far from home to catch the 802 bus. on her way she is attracted by the noise if a busker, who is
playing his old rusket guitar and sing to make ends meat. and with a simple act of kindness of a 2 dollar donation to the
busker wendy could drastically change the life of herself and 3 unsuspecting strangers. a busker a car salesman and a young teenaged
skateboarder, see if wendy gives the busker 2 dollars then she will find herself short of change and be forced to miss the
802 buss to get money out of an atm. while waiting for the next bus to arrive she decides to bye a scratch it ticket and win the 
jackpot of $750'000. and back before this was happening when wendy had giving the struggling busker 2 dollars it had inspired him to 
keep playing his music for money, otherwise he would have packed up his guitar and cuart the 802 bus to a new location. but he didn't 
and instead attracted more people to stop and listing to his music, one man in particular who fell in love with his songs was a recording
company manager and instantly offered him a recording deal and in time would go on to make great success in music. one other 
person who stayed to listen to the busker was our car salesman, who ironically did not have a car so he was on his way to catch the 802
bus also. now this man was struggling in life, he had lost his wife and kids due to the fact he did not make enough money from work.
and on top of his current situation his work had been threatening to fire him unless he made more sales and until he could make
more money he could not have his family back. but while lured by the buskers music he overheard an old couple considering on 
buying a new car to celebrate their retirement, convinced this could be a sale he persuaded the elderly couple to drive him to work
missing the 802 bus.


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nobody's here

it's going all the way down
slowly as we forget
watch as it crosses the line
i think i'm going to lose it
you silently wish it well
watch as it says goodbye
you drop onto it a rose and sigh
and go on living your life.


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My Lord Is Risen Indeed

Master and Lord, born of such a lowly birth,
You came and lived a human life on earth.

Loved by some, hated by others,
Opposed and doubted by Your own brothers.
Ridiculed and mocked by those You adored,
Despised and rejected - Your words, they ignored.

In agony, You prayed, "Not My will, but Thine."
Soldiers came and took You, by God's design.

Rulers judged You - found You guilty of a crime,
In fury, the angry crowd screamed, "He must die!"
So they beat You, tortured You and called You names,
Eager for blood, they caused You great shame.
Nailed to the cross, for all to see,
          You suffered, bled and died for me.

In anguish, Your Father turned away His face,
No tomb of Your own, buried in a rich man's place.
Dutiful friends came to mourn their loss,
Every fear they had was soon given pause.
Emmanuel - God is with us - alive forevermore.
Death has lost it's victory.  The grave stings no more.


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Kairos

A person is a being
Not a toy, to be used and thrown away.
Why do people give up?
And take their lives day after day...

Yes, there is a time for going
But it's not for us to choose
There is always love in the world
A love that we can never lose.

Whether from a mother, father, sister or friend.
It is what keeps us alive.
Because we know that what ever happens
Their love is the ticket to survive.

What is the point in living
If you only have one goal?
To feed and care for yourslef only
Which carries on till' you are old.

What then when we are desperate?
Who will we call for help?
When we are all ill and dying
And can't even help ourselves.


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Gated Minds

Ever ending walls, are these walls ever ending? Slowely spinning world, will it ever stop spinning? Life is a passage, but is it really pre written? If god is "like wise" does it make him a victim? 
We all give and take, so does it mean its a mistake,
That the reason we are here is only by fate?
My mind may alter my inner emotions,but by keepin it locked means its never even open.
So I must not accept this world or its fate, for my mind is my own, and for gods, its his gate..


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Thank YOU Letter

Thank YOU Letter



Thank You for loving me
It was Your undying love that saved me

Thank You for dying for me
It was Your precious blood that bought my liberty

Thank You for always being with me
You promised to never leave or forsake me

Thank You for the pain, suffering and ridicule You took for me
It is because of the Cross that I have been set free

Thank You for sending the Sweet Holy Spirit at any cost
For without Him I'd still be lost

Thank You for being a Friend that sticks closer than any brother
I truly love You--You're like no other

I wait patiently for You to return again
Thank You YESHUA for being a Friend til no end.

                                                         I love YOU.


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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
faith
destiny
nothing at all
justice 
freedom
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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Complete

Simple, simple, why make life so hard.
We travel a road looking for something.
Keep dealing and dealing for that card.
Gesturing complaints putting up a guard,
Misguiding a life, while living a lie,

I live a simple life within my mind.
My heart is full, emotions rolled inside.
I have no desire for riches that bind.
Just give the needs, allow desires I find.
Then life is complete, until I die.


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oldman

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


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Time

A tunnel of blackness is all that surrounds me 
Until I see that light everyone always talks about 
It’s warmth covers me like a childhood blanket
And then I’m standing with lost family
Why is this happening 
I’m not ready for this ending I’ve been given
I have love at last down waiting  for me
I cant make her wait because she is my soul 
She is my light 
My salvation 
Take me away from her and I am nothing but an empty vessel 
Before I was not afraid for I had nothing to lose 
But now I am
I am afraid of death and all that comes with it 
 


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Sisters

Genetically imaged of self
Back to back
we are the for each other,
day and night,
in life and spirit
You teach me all things;
oscillate between 
positive and negative,
right and wrong,
in and out,
up and down…
We may fight, disagree;
but deep down 
it’s because we care
on such deep level
Like it’s ‘me’, 
that wants be there
Guess what is most important,
are the moments that we share
We are sisters,
we are family,
and with love
are always there!


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Carry Me Far

Carry me far beyond the heights
Of joyful soaring hearts

Where eagles peak, what climbers seek
And sunlight ever starts

Above the wind and higher still
'Til I enter sweet heaven's gate

And there behold my Savior
Where mother dear awaits

With widened eyes we glad embrace
No words could ever tell

The depths of our unspoken love
For those we know so well.


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Christ Death On The Cross

Christ’ Death On The Cross… Christ died for me… I didn’t deserve it! His life for mine… He preserved it! His gift of salvation… I received it! After reading John 3:16. I believed it! His hand of mercy has graciously been extended… My broken life has now been “amended I’m thankful for what Christ did for me! His gift of love is plain to see! Throughout life… Often facing a difficult circumstance…” Jesus has given me hope... And a second chance! I’ll try my best to live as he would want me to… Without him… I have no one else to turn to! Thank you Jesus! For being my best friend! You washed me clean… And took away my sin! You’ve done what you said… And so much more! You’re certainly worth living for! By Jim Pemberton


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Afterlife

Eighty one years, just a blink of an eye, in a moment of mortal decease, the stars, rained down from the heavens above, crumbling decrepitly at her feet, an incandescent divine light emerges, peace befalls the spirit and soul, engulfing her sorrow, releasing her pain, from contrived tribulations and woe, letting go of what was once an existence, feeling euphoric her heart is serene, she finds, she is more than just alive in death, she finds that she is free.


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Memories

Memories are things that will never cost, 

they cannot be stolen, broken or lost.

Keep hold of the good and learn from the bad,

try to be hopeful and never be sad.


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once longing love

This time your eyes don't seem to bare the familiar strength
you been staying away from me you've gone to every length
i did every thing i could to lend a helping hand
now your broken and its hard to under stand
this was no ones plan love makes harsh demands

even though i can see your heart is truly broke
when i tried to hold you i was just a joke
now things are changed nothing like before
i have become something so much more
a ache still nags deep within my core a life left in ashes spread upon the floor

i wonder where you ll go who you ll see
i wonder if the only thing you think about is me
the empty hole of things left unsaid
a wall of noise stands strong in my head
some how this feel like I'm dead but I'm watching in you go instead

how many times could i try to be the one you needed but i know it was the ego i feed ed
a callous soul without any notion of truth hope or devotion
farewell my once longing love


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Shangri-la

So I wrote again. This took longer than it should have. Only fair to warn you, this is a long one.

SHANGRI-LA

Prologue

The village gates stood, like old men stand

Worn with age and bent by time

Rust had claimed each iron face

As had wrinkles done with mine

The iron giants stood apart

Shaking  as the north wind blew

Creaking as their maker passed

I felt certain that they knew

 

I am leaving Wuling now

Gripped she by the throes of death

Touched she by the hands of time

Breathed she the last of her breath

Nature would not save Wuling

Famine leeched away her life

Pes-tilence claiming  her people

Among them, my sons and wife

 

Pain speaks every language known

So I found when it found me

And while not all men know its tongue

I've come to speak it fluently

Hard times then were made much worse

My mind, seeking to reflect

Made my memories seem as curse

I, not master of pain yet

 

I was young, when youth prevailed

What held youth but sweeter days

And a certain frame of mind

That was bent on foolish ways?

We were fools ere wisdom came

We were glad to dream of heaven

Religion held our vices tame

Schooling us on sins of seven

We were glad and light of mind

Pleased with all our blind eyes saw

Joy, the birthright of mankind

Would dwell with us forevermore

 

We were young when youth prevailed

Nimble minds, and bodies strong

But the reign of youth was short

And we found that we were wrong

They came upon us sudddenly

The weeks of cold, the months of drought

A strange disease swallowing my people

Spitting shrunken corpses out

We had hoped but hoped in vain

I had prayed, it came to nought

I, once smith of a large village

Leaving it through gates I wrought

 

Shangri-la

Heaven having failed in hope

Hope itself found wanting

Having lost all I can lose

I am left with nothing...

I will go to find respite

Where the dreams of men collect

Where the signs of hard years fade

And the weary can forget

 

I will go to Shangri-la

Ease to soul and peace to mind

Strength to all those weak in body

All that man can hope to find

I am going to Shangri-la

South of God and north of men

West of every broken dream

East of those who hoped in them

 

Shangri-la, covered in snow

Dwelling there, the ageless Yeti

Older than the sons of men

Wiser than the stars are many

I am going to Shangri-la

Earth's last sign of heaven touch

Hidden from the eye of man

Kept outside of evil's watch

I am going to Shangri-la

Nature's lastborn wrapped in ice

Whitened by freedom from taint

Holy mountain paradise

I am going to Shangri-la

Far beyond the reach of time

Far above the grasp of fate

Webs spun of it's own design

 

Utopia will bring relief

Severing chains of desolation

Re-acquiantance with belief

By the aid of restoration

Let the past relent in chase

That the haunt of loss may cease

Gone sons, to a better place

Found wife, an eternal peace

 

Refuge be found in holy haven

Pain be lost on mystic land

Moved by change on tidal waters

As in castles made with sand

Shangri-la, a last resort

Sought by many, found by few

Hidden in the Himalayas

Shielded from external view

Shangri-la, paradise lost

Closed to all enslaved to vice

Seen by he whose need is most

Never found by one man twice

 

Shangri-la, the name brings warmth

Weathered face wrinkling to smile

I set on the road to rest

Which I know is marked with trial

Leaving all I know behind

That my pieces be made whole

I am going to Shangri-la

Peace to mind and ease to soul...


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On the road to heaven

     The trumpet sounded on two
     creatures during their old days.
     one was poor and one was rich.
     the poor the first the rich the second.
      
     O my dear when did you come; 
     on the 1st ofthis month;
     Well, my was on the 22nd;
     O you are welcome.

     I thank him that he took me away from that place;
     Well i dont thank him because the place was sweet;
     I hate that place with all my heart and with all my soul;
     How stupid you are to say that it was the most loveliest place
     I had ever been.
     
     How was your Burial?
     It was full of fun enjoyment, 
     People didnt cry but they laughed and played with
     my remains o how wonderful;
     What of yours?
     So horrible,my casket was a mat and
     my people cried and felt me
     my remains were dropped in the streets  
     o how horrible;
     
     I love this place it is beautiful;
     All i see is just fire;
     Well i am seeingparadise even more than that place;
     This place is horriblr that place is far better;
      
     O come and eat with me my friend;
     No ypu come and have my pains;
     What do you mean.I had enough of that when i was on earth;
     Please, save me from this place i want to go back;
     
     NO WAY.This place is everlasting
     the sinner shall not go un punished




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Not Alone

For now that I have gone home
It is time for you to hold the throne
To fear the least my young child 
Just know that you are not alone.

To hear the whispers and see the flickers 
To remember our little Jokes and long snickers
To avoid any groans and moans
Just know that you are not alone.

For a vision that may overtake
A site of me you may mistake
For what Im now could be stone 
Just know that you are not alone.

Within this world of great deceased
I bring about you joy and peace
And with every smile on your face its shown
So just know you are not alone. 

For one day soon you will come
And again together we'll be as one
Within this heavenly place called home
Until then just know that you are not alone.

And that you are still alive
In you my child I shall reside
But one day eventually you will see
the same treatment done to me--
In which my master will set YOU free.


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To the little boy lost

To the little boy lost

To the little boy lost
Who longed for a home
Where dreams are encouraged
And spirits can soar
Instead you were given
A house that was cold
With cruelty and anger
And constant reminders 
How worthless you are

To the little boy lost
With words you were broken
As you faded from life
Your eyes dark and empty
Once full of light
Now searching the shadows
For places to hide
From a childhood that haunted
The rest of your life

To the little boy lost
My friend and my brother
Though younger than you
To this day, guilt and pain makes me wonder
Why time brought me through
But left you behind
Where you carried inside
The little boy lost
Who had nothing to lose
And no hope inside
When you ended your life

To the little boy lost
Who's part of my soul
Wherever you are
I hope you have found
What you never could find
Here in this life
A place to call home

Kevin D. Fix


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True Expressionists

As far as my mind can perceive, that which is all I have come to believe
Stands true to my soul, and as I grow old realizing there's more to be seen.

If you share same nature in feeling, and have courage enough not conealing
Then dont be afraid, express it in ways, assessing the cards god is dealing.

Trust that god in its general name, shows creater just what it has made
Wayward cultures confused, helpless people are used in the race to place all the blame.

You are brave enough to construct, true religion yet faux claims deduct
Then you'll see there is reason for changing of season, and "coincidence" isn't just luck.

Its whats positive that which I feel, and negative hits harder than steel
I find more joy from the up, so darkness gets fluxed and spirit steers better my wheel.

How did I possibly come to conlusion? obtain vision and not just illusion?
I read people like books, so when teachers tried to look I either embraced or gave 
resolution.


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Constructing spirit

Have you ever come to share, your spirit showing that you care
not with flowers but the strongest form of heart ?
I ask only to display, why I may take great dismay
For the end is sounding then more like the start.

And so I've come to notice, after loosening my focus
That I might just be to young to give that gift.
Not a gift at all I know, just a part of me to flow
Anyone of you can see it if you wish.

But the blind can never see, nor were ever meant to be
On the team that will forever have to fight.
So if you want to see, i will teach you not for me
But for YOU to see the beauty of the light. 

Forgive me if I sound reserved, for too long I was disturbed
Resulting from the one who had my spirit sinking.
So I'll attempt to make a deal, with this thought not much to feel
I will save myself from dying, or just thinking 


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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


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Through The Pains Of Young Love Lost

Through The Pains Of Young Love Lost


I feel for your eyes for your smile and the trick you pulled on me.I was young I was in love.
Every time we talked I felt nervous but I was more happy to speak to you.But the day you left this world I felt my heart break I slowly started drifting from this world that no longer held you.I could have protect you I could have showed you my love,but I did see the pain behind your laugh.No more I want to be with you This world no longer has you I shall travel to the farthest reach of the earth just to fell your warm touch your wonderful smile and your beauty once again.I will even end my life to be with you that is how much you mean to me.But I must think for I know that you would want me to live but the pain of losing you make me question that very thought how can I how must I move on move forward?This pain is something I must carry for it is what remind me of you.It is something hideous yet it is beautiful that why I shall live but I shall die for in this world you no longer or held or loved and remember.This is the pain of going through love and losing love lost to it all in youth. 


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Recognizing You

Im in a better mood today,
Realized something important,

Feeling life is more than living a day,
Honoring and maintaining your is the best way.

Running in circles is the worst life program,
lets break out some crafts and make a new diagram,
Must review the old crap, scribble it out, but never erase,
Learning from history, you can embrace the future's taste,

Look at your goals,
How many points have you scored?
You're looking to start new records,
Change your attitude, you'll do much better,

If you're negative,
you must retrain your brain,
Turn that energy into something positive,
Otherwise you'll continue to drive everyone insane,

World is full of too many that turn their heads,
Maybe that why you don't get a good nights sleep when your in bed,
Toss and turn, toss and turn, kick, whatever else comes to you,
time for a new routine, something is bothering you,

Do what you feel makes you count,
Never too late for a rebound,
Don't let others get you down,
If you want it badly,
You're triumphs will make them frown

They'll disapprove,
They'll gossip,
They'll give dirty looks,
But when you open your mouth...
They wont say *****to you.
You've done something they've failed to do
Recognized the potential you got in you!


















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Don't SHOUT

Don’t SHOUT
I can hear you

I who made your ears 
Shall I not hear?

But you say 
My ways are hidden from The Lord

I who made your eyes
Shall I not see?

No they are not hidden my child
I see them 
they were born on Calvary’s cruel tree

Did I not say
If only you can believe 
You’ll be set free

The price for your peace
For your sin 
All was laid on Him

‘IT IS FINISHED’ 
Did you not hear Him Cry?

He speaks to your heart
Hear what He has to say

You are set free
That day HE was crucified 
For thee

©? Brenda V Northeast         3 Jan. 2012


 



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Part I-THE GRAVE DIGGER WHO VISITED HEAVEN

Everybody was horrified of Paul's scruffy looks
with dirt and mud smeared all over his wrinkled face,
and his long nose with dark spots on its tip;
and a grave digger matched that image,
but he was the nicest person on planet earth:
hard-working, estimable, amicable and honest.
After the day's work was done, Paul stared
at the empty lots and whispered to himself,
" Soon I'll be in one of them...I feel it coming! "
One unlucky afternoon he was standing
on the edge of a newly dug-up grave and accidently
slipped and fell into the twenty-feet excavation;
no screams for help were heard...he was dead!
That same afternoon, there was a burial
and as the corpse's coffin was lowered into the grave,
Father Michael spotted a body lying on the bottom of it,
and it resembled that of Paul....suddenly police 
were notified and minutes later a fire truck arrived
to the dreary scene. Then two young firefighters
lowered themselves into the pitch-dark grave by holding
onto sturdy ropes, and without much effort, 
they pulled his bruised and broken body:
he was pronounced dead at two-thirty.
Paul had a near-death experience, one of the most
incredible ones: he visited heaven, the place of bliss!
And as he climbed the gold stairway, he heard many voices
of those he knew in the previous life...they chanted glorifying God,
who was seated on an ivory throne surrounded by Archangels,
Saints and the Prophets whom he remembered from his Bible readings.


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Pentaverse Poem

Guns bring death 
Death brings sadness
Sadness brings grief
Grief brings anger 
Anger brings guns.



Love brings blithe
Blithe brings goodtimes
Goodtimes bring faith
Faith brings hope
Hope brings love.


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All Roads Lead To Nowhere

Like tapered oak roots dissident deep,

Preferring an epoch,

Of consent before trial,

Before consumption taints,

A mired consideration,

He sprawls silence sleeping,

 

Aside a youthful inn,

Opposites of masculine, 

Speculate his era,

Counting the rings of his belly,

Eyes devour damp interpretation,

Between the fag routine,

 

Not universally awake,

Or in his divan rag, 

He waters himself,

From pint glasses gradually,

Like a lily or a fleeting crow,

It's a glass he doesn't own,

 

Lip cracks occupied,

With eager saliva,

Assorted then with the grit of the contents,

Mature the plant then watered,

Not up with vigour,

But across the bar,

With the folds of the obese,

 

A bathroom rupture,

Leads the lungs draining,

But not of gasp or wisdom,

Fundamental washing songs,

Held towering,

Yellow precision wedged,

In cusps at fingertips,

 

Home is the closing hour,

Feathered in the night air,

That chairs him rising with ease,

Hauling him to that highland parallel,

Where daybreak is but minutes away.


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THE DARK SEA KISSED BY THE RADIANT MOONBEAMS

It's awfully quite at the end of August, placid fireflies
come out before the appearance of stars;
how tender, how beautiful are the rolling waves
in the dark sea kissed by the radiant moonbeams!



Absorbed in deep thought, I welcome another evening of solitude
with a peace that is more perplexing and intriguing than silence;
calmness stupefies, even more than the serenity inside...
do I need friends, if I have the company of the entire universe? 



Crystalline, clear water splashing and bubbling,
reaching the spot where I am profoundly thinking, 
bringing a soothing feeling after a very hot afternoon...
hoping not to lose the brilliance of the dotted moon!



Tired mind, rest and refresh yourself at sunrise,
detach yourself from the constant habit of searching and creating;
release the worries and rest, let fantasy spice up your fabulous stories...
thoughts that lead to pen, to finally become liberating!



On the glistening rocks, owls hoot in hunger and start attacking their preys...
the defenseless oysters try to get back into the salty water and be safe in the seaweeds,
but  they are caught by their claws, and with no strength left and blood in their eyes...
they die and their carcasses will be ripped apart and consumed by the ravens!   



Stop! Enough of this ugly spectacle! Let me turn the eyes to something truly delightful;
see the dark sea kissed by the radiant moonbeams to make this August' night really indelible!
A ship, with its thousands lights reflecting in the steady flow of the waves, is approaching;
the lighthouse's guard announces its arrival...oh, this scene is so fascinating! 


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Free verse | |

Our thoughts are with you...

In sickness and in health
you vowed to one another,
and now when things are tough
you stand strong for each other.

There’s nothing wrong with taking time
to persue own dreams and goals,
at least you know when to break away
and listen to your soul!

We want to wish you peacefulness,
good health and luck in life,
to thank you for all you do for us
through all your tears and strife.

To let you know you’re thought of
in oh so many ways
Take time you need it’s precious
and you’re in prayers every day!

May you both find the strength and peace you need through one another. Friends are with 
you and understand such hard times…


Details | Free verse | |

Mutilated By Rebels

Lips part the hole in his face,

And slithers forth the reek, 

Out in opinions lynched, 

By hooks from his breath, 

Pores part between the make-up,

Another brand of stench exposed,

 

In a bouquet of dictatorship, 

Enticing you to perceive, 

A new train of thought, 

He opens his bathroom, 

Factors and the same thing,

That slithers out of one end, 

 

Slithers out of the other, 

In a haze of pollen brown, 

The smell of these collected, 

In the jar of the room, 

Make you want to bring up, 

Something yellow, 

Apply it to paper, 

 

And mail it to some authority 

That can deal with this mess, 

The mess of a man poured, 

Into the mess of the room, 

You feel infected by the touch,

But it's only a letter at that.


Details | I do not know? | |

Reap your Harvest

Genius we are when we sow a good SEED,
Nurture to the fullest and think about the REAP,
SEE shiny days passing the way
Moon bring Night and so Sun as the Day

Strolling in the garden thinking about your deeds,
Praying to GOD with Pearls and the Beads,
Pearls is your Patience and Beads are your deeds,
When you see your seed growing 
you know your action worked,
you twinkled and you Peeped
You got to know---
As you Sow So shall you REAP!!


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


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Last Caress

I fight with closed eyes, for your undying love.
Under my blade demons die, the legacy heroes dream of.
I'll climb the highest point, and slay the fiercest foe.
Our dearest hearts now joint, for all to know.
I'll make all of your dreams, come magically true.
I'll fight 'til the end it seems, all for you.
Bloodied blade in hand, waiting to strike.
Horror across the land, death comes to all alike.
I close my eyes, and think of you my princess.
These battle cries, make me crave for your caress.
Your soft skin, brings back memories.
Enemies paper thin, fall to their knees.
When I get back, we'll dance under the stars.
Waiting for the attack, feeling the haunting scars.
Blood stains, such a murderous filigree.
Bloodied guts and brains, pour and sicken me.
I'll kiss you so, and the night will never end.
I'll never go, my beloved friend.
Life is meaningless, without you.
My love I'll confess, all said is true.
I've slayed so many things, and prevailed against all hell.
To hear my angel as she sings, is a tale worthy to tell.
As I take my charge, I feel your ghostly kiss.
Our love so large, your love I'll forever miss.
There's no guarantee, I'll get out alive.
I remember how you loved me, and how we'll forever thrive.
So I stand right here, and I'll never run.
Through my blood and your tear, I'll fight 'til I'm done.
I'll get through, I'll never fail.
As long as I hear you, sing how our love will prevail.
I take this breath, it's been my last.
I accept this death, as I recall our past.
I'll sing and dance with you my princess, just to feel your last caress.


Details | Free verse | |

Efil

Born so old, so fragile, so wise
Born alone into the world
You miss your wife
She passed without pain
I'm sorry old man, that you left her so lonely
Shuffle through the corridors
She used to sit there and knit
Forget it she's gone
Cry at both of your pains
Throw that cane away old man, your arthritus is gone
Get back to your house
Your children are coming
They're all grown up now
Tell the wife to bring some drinks
You're young old man, but you're over the hill
Go sit in your office
Pushing papers for the man
Your teenagers are reckless
So don't be home late
Keep it together old man, they're just at the age
Slept in again today
You shouldn't be late
With a mortgage to pay,
A wife and a baby
It's okay old man, they aren't babies for long
Come home from the bar
To your bachelor suite
A little cologne sprayed
Maybe you'll get lucky
Take her home old man, she's had a little too much
You stole the car
Not old enough to drive
Try to be everything
But you can't be a hero
You're not a kid old man, but your voice is still cracking
Wait it out now
They're only bullies
Don't tell the teacher
They'll take your lunch money again
Walk it off old man, you're just not big enough
You can cry all you want
It won't make her come
She turned off the moniter
She couldn't stand you anymore
Take it easy old man, you can't even change yourself
You shouldn't move around so much
It makes her so queasy
Just a few more months
And you'll meet the world
Enjoy the womb old man, life only gets harder


Details | I do not know? | |

at a time like this

at a time like this 
	there are no words
just the feeling of the feeling
	alive
in all its' beauty and terror
in all the awe and wonder
	we find
		ourselves
			once again
	perplexed
by the science of love
	cowering
the concept of death


at a time like this
	we are the words
the speech of a speechwriter's pen
	written
in all its' truth and error
in all the breath and power
	we find
		ourselves
			once again
	moving
mountain masses by faith
	yet cutting
our own brothers down

at a time like this
	the words are here
in flesh, in blood, filled with spirit
	breathing
in all its' passion and fire
in all its life and freedom
	we find
		ourselves
			new in form
	loving
the ones who feel no love
	and gracing
the world through Your eyes


Details | Couplet | |

I Want My Mommy

as I lie in this womb
for it's my heart you'll hear beat soon

da beat beat beat
and da tapping of tiny feet

attached cord
was my mighty sword

words of disgrace
embedded in my taste

drug of ill fath
served on my plate

you have rather me died
than to hear my wimper and cries

I could of made you proud
instead of being wrapped in this tiny shroud

now I am someone else's angel
wearing a nice shinny golden halo


as my unspoken words goes out to you
I hope your next child won't have to go through this too




Tribute To The Unborn


Entery For 
Raul Moreno's
Unspoken Words Contest
GL All


Details | I do not know? | |

Ocean

inhaling the ocean breeze and feeling it empty my lungs makes me feel completely intact 

i can taste the salt in its entirety on my tongue and i try to scrape it all off with my front teeth

i feel the waves roaring over my heart, liberating it from veins and its arteries, the sea filling 
the orifices of my organs

the shores stones crowd at my toes and break my skin, but i am cleansed 

i stride into the water and it seeps into my nostrils and my intellect becomes infiltrated by the 
sea, my lungs are suffocated by the wet

and i am completely intact


Details | Free verse | |

Sapient

He smeared his essence there, 

Foetal in the bitter stagnant heavens, 

With the child handprints engraved 

Into the snow like petite gods belligerent 

For the currency of atonement. 

 

In denial, his mirrors wept, 

As in self-perception, 

He comprehended that he had befallen 

Everything he sought to be. 

 

That it had come wholly 

And devoid of sorrow. 

He certainly never considered 

This sweet day would arise in flesh, 

As it had in timescale dependency's, 

 

And he truly believed that 

In living forever 

And touching the skyline 

Of all that is in grasp 

 

You can truly leave

A mark on the world. 

You would think the hills are alive here, 

As he lay bathed in red sweat, 

 

Because there is no true sense 

To the air and he felt soiled 

In the cleanliness

Of all that is at hand. 

 

Simple white nothings stare from glass jars and old bars

 


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The Swans Absent Colour

Vodka's admirable character,

Vegetates roots as well as kindling,

And has the stipulation,

To dispatch your fists extended,

To seek the adjacent irritable

And to silence it,

Before the authority arrives,

To beat us calm,

 

But your mouth is the only utensil lying in the kitchen drawer,

Harder than your fists,

And it can travel for miles on baited breath mouthed mounted,

Bounding on passers by,

And street lamps,

Or lack of knowledge 

That in your shape,

You don't realise the damage you've done,

Not to property, cars or windows,

But to the week after next,

When you recover your tracks and your health,

And the train keeps rolling down over preceding ground,

 

You have a waking interlude that lasts all night,

And open the 2nd drawer down,

Find your hirsute feet and vein clotted hands,

In a sealed bag so they don't go off,

Screw them in and try to continue the days end,

It's been months since she left you,

And you're still in pieces.


Details | Epic | |

The Seal of Sanity

Many lustfull luxuries,
lustering so luciuosly,
how many moons will fade before the sun?
Can't you feel this longing jeweler,
waiting for the lovely lunar,
to eclipse the empty canvas holding none?

Come fill the waiting piture,
suture up the fissure,
illuminate, whats dark and tiresome.
It's freedom the will free him from,
a picture that has fouled up,
and rotted all that is this, inprsioned one.

Without a jailer to realease it's spoiled,
stagnant and complaiciant toil,
pressure will result to fail the seal.
Once this man is broken,
he will search for wounds to open,
within everything, and all the he can steal.
For consiquince meens nothing,
and heartache seems like stuffing,
to a seething man who can no longer feel.

Those who neglect this warning,
will soon erect a mourning,
within the wreckage of all they used to know.
For he will spare no other,
consuming souls benieth the cover,
of the quilt that you and all the others sew.

Be weary of wich cross you hold,
its body might contain the mold,
Imprisioned, with no jailer to be told.


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Self-Harm

Huddled crying masses 
Bodies fallen to the floor 
Here’s the world that she lives in 
The world behind closed doors 
They each have their secrets 
Yet a secret that they all share 
The pain of life made manifest 
In bruises and pulled hair 
And some they have gone farther 
Than any one cares to see 
Drowning in the river 
Of blood that they each have set free 
This place it makes them sisters 
This place it makes them friends 
This place its constant torture 
Their problems never end 
A common man may glimpse upon 
the problems that they face 
But never would he journey to 
Set foot upon this place 
This place where tears are halted 
By the slicing of the skin 
the place where they're all desperate 
Use a razor, needle, pin 
No matter what they try and do 
We still cannot escape 
And others will not reach their hand 
For fear that it will break 
Depression is the master here 
With daily sacrifice 
Of blood and anger pouring forth 
Self-hate, a deadly vice 
Though lonely as they tend to be 
The secrets make them one 
Together they will over come 
This hate before they are done 
Yet the blood that they spill wont hurt them
Nor the bruises, Nor the pain 
For they are all strong 
Their courage far from plain 
Yes she knows she is strong enough 
To hurt herself again 
This most vicious of all cycles 
We will never see the end 



Details | Light Poetry | |

STOP HIM

he onces lived in manger
the lords angel
he was the best
he don't rest
he tryed to take over
now he is in a clover
cause he can't get over
with love from above
you can't the  demon  all
of THEM
STOP HIM


Details | Light Poetry | |

All That Jazz

big satchmo
renowned jazz
pops



In Loving Memory Of
Louis Daniel Armstrong   {Satchmo Or Pops}  
{Aug 4th 1901 - July 6th 1971}




Also Entry For Brian Strand's Spetimal Fun Contest


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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
2008


Details | Heroic Couplets | |

No Fear

I do not shudder at the thought of my passing
For my Lord has promised me life everlasting
Death will seem to have fulfilled its endeavor
But instead, I'll be more alive than ever

I need not fear the icy kiss of death
At that moment when I take life's last breath
For the Lord Jesus Christ will usher me home
In His loving arms, I won't be alone

In those last final moments, He'll come to my side
And gently lead me to where I'll abide
Warmly embraced in His loving care
Forever and ever in Heaven so fair

Here's just a little glimpse of what Heaven is like
No sorrows, no tears, carefree as a tike
Pure joy and happiness that will never end
Wouldn't you like to have a part in this, my friend?

Do you have the same peace and assurance as I
To carry you through on the day that you die?
For the time will come,  just as sure as you were born
So it's crucial, today, to get right with the Lord

If you choose to reject Him, let this be your warning:
You choose an eternity of sorrow and mourning
An unending state of torturous dying
Apart from God's love, you'll be moaning and crying

He patiently waits, but please don't delay
Make your Creator also your Savior, today
Repent of your sins, His forgiveness you'll receive
Give Jesus your heart, trust and believe

He's our Mediator to God the Father
There's no other way, so don't even bother
Take no heed to false religions of today
For those counterfeit beliefs claim to show the way

But Jesus says He is the Life, the Way, the Truth
That He has risen from the dead is the living proof
So ask, and He'll be with you at your final breath
How wonderful it is to have no fear of death!


Details | Ballad | |

The Clouds of the Sky.

the clouds of the sky are extremely wonderful and great, but I really enjoy the 
extremeities of the huricanes through the news and cnn I really wanted to say a 
pray for them.  I hope and pray that we have a government so good.  I watched 
the honor of it all.  Katrina was a wreck.


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this is not about a car crash

i caught a confused look that came across your face
when i said that i was doing okay

It's like you didn't understand how i could smile again
after everything that happened

The flashing lights, the shattered glass
I Said "if i'm headed for heaven it's not very fast"

And you said
"You should torn up
You should worn out
you should be crying
 i think... 
at least a little bit
It's just not natural
To smile in the face defeat"
and i said... (i said)
it's seems natural to me

I turn my head to side and break a little smile
at thought that you are saying-

"I should give up the front, remove this disguise
and for once open my eyes"

The flashing lights, the shattered glass
I Said "i'm headed to hell with my foot on the gas"

And you said
"You should torn up
You should worn out
you should be crying
 i think... 
at least a little bit
It's just not natural
To smile in the face defeat"
and i said... (i said)
it's seems natural to me

I don't think you understand
What it's like to be dead inside
It's hard to cry-- when
the fountain has been dried up for years
The fountain has been dried up for years
the fountain has been dried up for years

So don't tell me
i should torn up
i should worn out
i don't think that i should be crying 
at all.
It just seems natural to me
To smile in the face of defeat
I smile in the face of defeat
a smile to every face that i meet
a smile is just what you see


Details | Lyric | |

I'll Live Forever!

Thinkin’ back I wonder how my life had begun.
Father told me, " Well it began with the rising sun."
I asked my father, " When will it be done?"
He said, "Boy, it’ll be done when you have no fun!"

Life’s meant to be fun!
Don’t think otherwise!
If it’s not, your life is done!
Keep the glint in your eyes!

Thinkin’ back I wonder where my friends had gone
They said, "To the liquor we’ve been drawn!
Drinkin’ too much and passin’ out on the lawn!
Not wakin’ up and headin’ home until near dawn!"

Life’s meant to be fun!
Don’t think otherwise!
If it’s not, your life is done!
Keep the glint in your eyes!

Thinkin’ to myself I wonder where my family had headed
My mother said, "Well your baby sister has been wedded!
And gettin’ married your big brother has dreaded!
But don’t worry, I love you all, you’re tightly embedded!"

Life’s meant to be fun!
Don’t think otherwise!
If it’s not, your life is done!
Keep the glint in your eyes!
I’ll live forever, I swear!
My death you won’t bear!
Don’t worry, dear!
It’s all so clear!
Life’s meant to be fun!
Don’t think otherwise!
If it’s not, your life is done!
Keep the glint in your eyes!

Thinkin’ back I wonder where my final piece had been
Blue eyes, red hair, prettiest thing you’ve ever seen!
Loved this lass since we were just young teens!
If I was a king, she would be my beautiful queen!

Life’s meant to be fun!
Don’t think otherwise!
If it’s not, your life is done!
Keep the glint in your eyes!
I’ll live forever, I swear!
My death you won’t bear!
Don’t worry, dear!
It’s all so clear!


Details | I do not know? | |

All You Must Do Is Open Your Eyes, Because Sometimes Halcyonian Is Just Behind The Wall

The old man looks on
He stares at the walls
The lights are bright
With no one in the halls
He touches the wall
He hears the vibration
He closes his eyes
To feel the sensation
He thinks to himself
Could I ask for more?
Or should I give up?
And fall to the floor
The man is torn
Two worlds to choose from
The man is weak
But still there, and then some
I see the old man
He's sweating and shaking
He pleads to the wall
My life's not worth taking
I go to the man
He's sobbing in fear
I lift him up
And tell him I'm here
He looks up at me
His eyes are a haze
He looks back to the wall
With his unmatchable gaze
I ask him why
Why he just stares
He tells me
He's the only one that cares
I tell the man
I want to see it
He says to me
I just have to believe it
I'm staring at the wall
The old man at my side
He tells me he'll be waiting
And our worlds will collide
So I close my eyes
To set myself free
He opens the door
And I finally begin to see
Who was this man?
What was his story?
Follow the path
Towards triumph and Glory


Details | Free verse | |

Shore Armada Neglect

Black arcs of remembrance,

An Educated salt it's spraying,

In archetypal coalition hoary,

Frost mass erroneous,

From tip to basin poured,

 

White residence duly departed,

Ingest the sack of the willing,

Rise and the thighs shine neglect,

The scraping of the whisperer,

Though not wholly erect,

 

Mimic standard positions,

Achieving the aching mess,

Swathe up the aging lines,

That emerge 'neath your dress,

 

Keys slumped over the mantelpiece,

Shoes that fulfil the pavement itch,

Contracts haemorrhaging the laws,

Thoughts urinated through pencils, 

And the forestry eyelashes,

Keep the tears at bay.

 


Details | Free verse | |

For The Love Of Allah

If you love your brothers,
You will bring them to their knees.
See how they live,
How shamelessly their women dress and behave.
This life is the one they treasure,
Pigs at the trough of pleasure.
Blast them to Hell
And your Kingdom will come.
When you maim their bodies,
You burn their souls.
You are in your prime and will never know
The indignities of disease or old age.
Once you flip the switch,
You will feel no pain,
Only the ecstasy of being borne aloft
By the angelic houris who will serve you
So that your cup of pleasure overflows 
For eternity,
Their blind souls wandering in torment,
Snuffling in vain for their earthly truffles.
You are not doing this for yourselves
But for the love of Allah.May He reward you.


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels

  
  

On a cross… Jesus suffered 
for you and me.
He could have called 10,000 
angels to set him free.
 

Nailed to this cross, he went
 through so much pain.
He knew his purpose and the 
reason why he came.
 

Being there for all of mankind 
was his choice.
Weakened and alone… 
 One could hear his voice;
 

“Father forgive them.”  
  “They don't  know what they’re doing!”
As the crowd listened… 
 Many began believing.
 

“My God why have you forsaken me?” 
 With one last breath…
And then...  And very quickly… 
 There was death!
 

For all of the pain and suffering
 he was to endure
Was so that a plan of salvation
 is now secure.
 

This same Jesus, who was to rise again.
Is forever to be our atonement for sin!
 

Seated at the right hand
 of God the father... In heaven above..
He awaits there for us all with
 an abundance of  love!
 

Won’t you accept his gift 
of life that he’s giving?
And allow him to forever change
 the way you’re living!

 

By Jim Pemberton  03/11/11



Details | Rhyme | |

Love

Silence keeps me up at night
Till light returns to rest my head
From darkness where there's no escape
The voices of the one's I love
Now lost with no more chance to touch
Just memories of a gentle hug
Or kiss that caused my heart to break
That ended with a last goodbye
Still wishing  for more time
And even love is never free
The price for love is pain

But no reward is greater 
For a single sacrifice
Than a gift that lasts a lifetime
Full of memories that we hold
Of  those who found a place within our heart
And our love they give a home
Where it's shared between the laughter
And a shoulder for it's strength
The pain to bear is worth the cost
When love's the priceless gift

Kevin D. Fix


Details | Free verse | |

Best Day

Out of all the days in my life,
All the pain inside,
And on the out,
I will say the best day,
Is the day I die,
For I finally feel peace.


Details | Rhyme | |

MY GIFT TO DENISE

Denise is barely twelve and smart,
she has been an orphan for sometime,
but since her mom passed away,
she grew up as lonely child...
generosity was instilled early
in her little, empty heart.


She made her first paper star
when Sirius, the brightest one,
appeared and hung over
the twinkling, navy blue horizon...
thinking of her mother's illness,
and to her she was a pretty princess.


And with love and eagerness, Denise 
sang a melancholic song every evening,
feeling her presence with that smiling face;
other girls had mothers to sing them lovely lullbyes,
so Sirius was deeply touched, and seeing 
her loneliness got some nightgales to lull her to sleep.


I've made a plea today, through the Archangel Gabriel,
to ask God to give the star, Sirius, to Denise,
and in return I would do many a good deed;
and tell everyone the wonderful news with a thrilling voice,
and would the Almighty, who made this gem to gleam,
grant me another wish...a wish perhaps too impossible?


Nights passed, and no heavenly message was sent to me,
and Gabriel never returned to ease my restlessness and fear;
one night as I fell asleep...his voice ordered me to listen,
" Your Father has granted your wish...He has seen a sincere love;
now Sirius is Denise's star!" And waking up from that vision,
I looked outside and there she was gazing at it with awe!


Entered in Lind-Marie Bariana's contest, " Shining Star "


Details | Rhyme | |

Love, Death, Hate

Love int he morning
Death of my soul
i look apon you
all i see is myself looking back
do you even care, have you ever?
i felt my heart beat against yours
but you pushed me away
and closed the doors
you broke my heart the patched it back together
you told me the "we were perfect and would last forever"
but you look at us now
we have nothing
no love
no hate
no regret
no pain
Empty...
filling with nothing
i brake across the withered flames
and start to scream your name
theres nothing but my hallowed heart
dieing because were apart
you left me and never turned back
i feel like a crack head and your my crack
i need you like a pencil needs paper
youve moved on and left me empty
how did you do it?
how did you just move on and forget about me?
is she better?
I just hope your happy
i love you like crazy
death of my soul
love in the morning
i look next to me and i lay there alone...


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The Puppy And A Rose

I Drew A Puppy and A Rose
Then I Sat Back… and I Cried
It bought back such Memories
‘afore my Grandma Died…

A Golden Puppy and Red Rose…
and Me, in Grandma’s Garden
a-Playing and a-Growing
and all the Ruckus, She’d Pardon

Sometimes, She’d take me by the Hand
And We’d Walk between the Rows
… of  Onions and Potatoes, Greenbeans
Blackeye-Peas and Tomatoes

She had a Pecan and a Peach Tree
And I had a Slide, and See-Saw – Swing
And I’d hold that Puppy in my Lap
And the Sunshine gave me Wings !...

Then, I’d make some Mud-Pies
And tried to brush the Puppy’s Teeth
But, Instead of getting Spanked
The Folks just Laughed at Me…

And, Oh, the Flowers in the Front Yard
And on the Porch – all the Pretty Roses
We’d Poke our Faces, Real Close
To get the Perfume in our Noses…

God… I Loved that Puppy
And Lord… I Love my Grandma
… and I Love You and Your Son
… for  Memories and Teardrops, at What I Draw…


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Desire

Shepherds exquisite rosie blushed skies
between seas of clouds drifting by
As the veil of evening spirituality rises,
the layers strip away
until thin enough to reveal
a night-time previously unseen
Work of art,
Heaven’s beauty
A Queen of the skies.
An air if intoxication
trips the mind
for a moment belief is enforced
Unveiled a Guardian Angel
set to watch over us,
protect us with love
Taken too quickly from our world,
this feminine stunner
with long black trailing locks
that reach mid back;
a mouth so hot,
sophisticated, 
elegantly wrapped form
This spiritual purity,
so youthful;
is lifted to higher realms,
where as a winner,
her floral crown is raised before her
She watches with breath of reservation
Her eyes look on seductively
filled with knowing need
Enfolded with the love 
of those that look up to her
Her premature wings
wrap her neck and shoulders,
fluffy, white as purest cotton wool.
Her time, 
her pleasure,
her passion,
her promise, 
her prize
Yours to seek and find
A picture perfect place in mind
Desire


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A Piece Of Work { Footle ]

T.C.
   Was He

        Pai-doung
               The Sun

                  Now Gone
                       So Wrong

                                  Thank You
                                           Your's True





Entry For Abe Lopez's 
Native American Ekphrasis Contest


In Loving Memory Of
Tommy Wayne Cannon  T.C. {1946 -1978 }


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Move on

A feeling of feelings that i cannot understand,
my life and my love, where will it land?
I've fallen down and don't know where i am,
there is something missing and i do give a damn.
I love that something, so very much,
now it's gone, with no sound & no touch.
I try to move on & make a new start,
But how is this done? when they've taken my heart.


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Field of Unhappiness

I'm Burning in water...

I'm Drowning in flames..

I'm Throwing my tears...

And Crying blades...

You Said you would always be there...

But Where are you now?

When Your drowning in your own sorrow...

I Wish I was there..

To Drown with you...

In our field of Unhappiness.


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7 Breaths

One breath ,Two breath 
I know I am near the face of death
I slowly take a third
Flashes of my past, present and possible future pass my eyes
And I respond with a soft "why"?
Tried not do wrong,  did right
Always kind, always polite
Yet I lose my life with this pain
A style of death inhumane
Another breath these thoughts did cost
But I cared not, for I knew I had lost
I had at least three more left in me
So I used them wisely
First and second I used for the same
I cried! Since the idea of death slowly overcame
I did good all throughout my living
To my family, friends, and enemies...... Giving and forgiving
Now the last was the hardest to use
What to do with it? I couldn't choose
My heart pounded, my lungs were done, and my pulse quickly ran
So I used the last to smile and I died a very happy man


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magesty of times end

standing at the end of time
is God's inviting hand
and his angels joyous faces
calling you in wen time 
is its its end and there is 
is no one to defend what
lies in the balence
between heaven and hell


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Think

I think to find what I seek, but what I seek is something I can not think of
For what I seek is to serve, serve my country
For when I grow I will change to find the light to the path to serve as a woman soldier and if I shall die I want you to think I died, but I died trying, serving. and saving the lives of the people to bring peace and harmony to the people of my country


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Skip to the Netherworld

We will skip off to the Netherworld,
When our time comes,
We will go hand in hand,
As we skip.

We will die together,
As one will fight,
This life is war,
And though we are losing,
We will still skip to the Netherworld.

I will stand by you,
My love everlasting,
Death cannot keep us apart,
We will fight until we fall,
Until death shows us mercy,
But we will still love like humans.

I will always be with you,
I shall always love you,
We will skip with joy,
Not pain,
We will have the rest of eternity together,
I love you forever,
We shall skip off to the Nether world together,
Hand in hand,
Our hearts filled with love,
Not pain.


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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.


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Is It You

You are my Hope You are My truth You are my Love You are the reason For me I can't do this Alone always be there for me and I'll promise to Live


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Life Sets

in the end I want your hand 
us laying on a beach of sand 
should the sun be rising or setting?
either way I won’t be fretting
all my years add up to this 
now my life equals bliss
all I’ll need is one last kiss
the future gone and the past fades away 
i take solace that I had today


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Soyez l'Une

Clairvoyant is the mind,
Who resists outside influence.
To see what is without, 
And not take it within. 

Cynical is the soul,
Who tires of daily activity.
To follow a routine,
And never break the mould.

Unique is the heart,
Who lives beyond its body.
To gain immortality,
In the face of humanity.

Ethereal is the human,
Who against all odds succeeds.
To be an eternal figure,
In the shadow of destruction.


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Jesus Gave His Life

That night when Jesus
went alone to pray.
He knew his death was just 
a heartbeat away.

As he was taken by the 
soldiers that night.
He surrendered without even a fight.

He was soon to be whipped,
ridiculed and scorned.
While so many people watched
sadly and mourned.

“Crucify him” was the cry of
the large crowd.
This cry could be heard ever so loud.

The crown of thorns placed
on his head,
the drops of blood
fell as he bled.

He carried the cross, even though
his body was ripped apart.
This was from a true compassion
and love from his heart.

On the cross, where his body
was nailed and bruised.
Read; “THIS IS JESUS-
THE KING OF THE JEWS!”

As his mother watched, 
she cried and sobbed.
As Jesus committed his spirit
to his father-God.

As they carried Jesus
to the tomb that day,
the crowds were silent—
with nothing to say.

Many had forgotten what
the prophets had said,
3 days later—he would rise 
from the dead.

He taught people his message
of eternal life and love.
Soon to return to his
kingdom above.

It was for you and me 
that our savior came.
He waits for you to
call on his name.

Receive his gift of hope,
love and eternal salvation.
Please do it now—with no hesitation.

His gift of love is for
you to receive.
All you have to do
is simply believe!

By Jim Pemberton
07/25/07


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take it

Looking into the eyes of fate, My heart, it seems to burn, Could it be the laws we make, Or lessons that we learn. Oh sorrowful father take my life, To depth’s to mine unkown, Lost and lonely bitter strife, life’s path’s that we are shown. To the rape of my shattered mind, The scarring beneath the life, I take the hand of misery kind, bitterness sharp as a knife. Could it be the empathy, I store like bitter pills, Could it be the sympathy, Or the empathy that heals.


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Sincerely Yours,

Dear friend ,

The world means nothing.
Its set in flames.
Even worse we roam with cold hearts trying to look the part,
in this guilded age.

This is something I wish not to be a part of.
I no longer want to be another soul endlessly making
contact with sole and pavement.
I'm striving for abatement. 

For meaning I've always looked at dictionaries.
For significance we've always looked at actions.
So please do take another look and see what this letter is for.

Our education is supposed to be priceless, yet we can't afford it.
Our outlook on life is supposed to be uplifting , yet our vision is always distorted.
Our struggle is supposed to be significant , than why is it our stories won't be recorded?

Does this not trouble you my friend?
We complain about being second rate citizens yet there are those who don't live
but attempt to survive in their homes that are assigned in third world countries since before birth.

Where is the justice if the hearts are starting to turn into just ice?
Wheres the justice if a benevolent man was robbed of their life?
Where's the justice in this non-sense?
I can't see it . All I see is us bracing for a cruel consequence.

Pardon me if I trouble you with the questions you can't answer.

But i've outweighed the pros and the cons of this situation.
I no longer wish to to be just another number in this logorithm of lies. 
I no longer wish to be a variable with no value of his own.
I wish to become the variable that comprehends the absolute value of sincerity.

Real love is that which shows no fear.
Unfortunately I am a coward.
I no longer can love a world that is platinum plated and wishes not to remember
the warmth of a child's smile.

Even the stars wish not to roam on the skies of the falsely lit nights.
Even the moon moans because of how far from her we've drifted.
Even the willos weep when we no longer wish to see them stand and instead
choose them to stand on.

I've outweighed the courage and the fear.
But what I found frightened me further.
What weighed us down the most was indifference.

With that discovery I knew what I had to do.
I must leave and find somewhere where gravity is no longer so heavy.

I know I can't outweigh death for it's a burden that falls on the shoulders of everyone.
I'm truly sorry that i'm a selfish coward 
For I have chosen the coward's end.

I wish you goodluck my friend,

Sincerely yours,

The shadow of men


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Till death do me apart

Till death do me apart
by Steven Pineda


“This one goes out to the ones that fall in Love”


The heart stitched from two pieces.
Still beating but with no meaning.
The lonelyness comes in with the night like a monster hiding under my bed feeding on my empty soul.
I long for love and attention.
The bed is like a cold tomb just me laying in the grave no one else just me.
Its cold dark no warmth the body shrivels and awaits a companion to take me into the sunlight to be warmed.
The butterfly's have left or died in my stomach I feel just emptiness.
I fein the need to catch the high of being loved and comforted by someone who needs me.
I wish I wasnt forgotten.
My best friend greets me with nausea and the fear of dying alone.
Where is my love I need it to be revived from this lonelyness void.
I walk a path that leads no where and see the world in shades of grey.
Sometimes I await death for that will immortalize me in everybodys mind and I will be loved and not forgotten.


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Pollen AmberLamp

Emblazoned in Turkish cordial, 

Your father's facade looks illusory and hoary, 

Further cooling, 

Rigidity,

And all round freezing,

Will abscond the perpetually young look,

Pleat in the minutes, 

 

Decisive the weather of autumn or May, 

So much so that hoarfrost accumulates, 

In your mouth when you, 

Complete your breath, 

Forming a word that couldn't denote, 

Much to a loving one, 

 

You lug your fathers crest in secondary name,

If you're a man this is spliced down the lineage, 

Or in egg sack,

Say you're a woman, 

And picking out your mate, 

Running her fingers down the spine of your length,  

Arid in this winter of heats, 

And a tribute to your running theme, 

Your ache for truth in the liquid, 

Seeping down your thighs, 

 

And the lack thereof a sequence of words, 

The binding words,

That can halt the ring finger, 

In more ways than one, 

A dark glass is not filled 

Or empty as the contents, 

Do not regale a sense of whim, 

Or desire to the be speckled ache, 

Of the user, 

The end of user license agreement, 

Is in full swing, 

Once stopped your shallow.


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Spare a thought

Why is the Grim Reaper so skinny?
It’s because he is rushed off his feet
When so many people are passing away
He can’t take the time off to eat

So please spare a thought for the Reaper
Help him out till he gets a bit stronger
Do the poor fellow a favour
And try, if you can, to live longer

If he could just rest for a while
Put his feet up and eat some home cooking
He could get some flesh back on his bones
And he’d end up a bit better looking

So please spare a thought for the Reaper
If you’re thinking ‘bout dying, please wait
Oh ! Please spare a thought for the Reaper
‘cause, he’s got far too much on his plate


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The Rain

The rain falls and splashes my window pane
Washing it clean, leaving it wet
It cools a surface left hot by the sun
And create disorder on a surface once bare


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Victory's Roar against Death

No scene as sacred as history’s rugged Calvary.
As majestic as falling rain on a desert soul’s revelry.
Christianity begins where religion ends…with resurrection.
Resurrection gives life a makeover stance for redirection.

History’s pivotal theme is central for the transforming cross.
On Easter you’ll find life from His grave, empty without loss.
That Calvary’s stone-door is to enable disciples to enter in.
Christ took my place, there, to give me a place without sin.

No pain, no palm; no thorns, nor throne; no cross, no crown.
Grateful for life's theme, He makes me triumph over death unsound.
All Heaven’s awed by such a cross; Hell is terrified for Victory’s raid.
Let Heaven rejoice, humanity sing, for power over Death has been paid.


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Inside Outside Life

The Everything
The nothing

days of golden sun
nights of unforgiving cold

it is in the twilight strange enough where bliss does find you

will apathy turn into wisdom?
physical decay, a price of inner peace and enlightenment?

The Grow
The ENd

when you can sing free as birds do under a blue sky and feel dream
it is then when joy is priceless

when you can throw your eyes into the bleak gray skies and free your ears to the silent,
dark ambiance of winter scorn...it is then when you love your vacancy

appreciate your beginning
appreciate the end

nothing in this life will be forever

The Good
The Bad

The Making of love
The taking of life

The truths
The Lies

Life and Death


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Doors open

                                            
                                                Doors Open
                                                     
SALVATION ARE YOU HOPING, RANDOM HORRIFING SCENES, EARTH SMOKING, THOUSANDS OF DIEING DREAMS, NEED TIME ALONE, IN MY MIND I ROME, ONE AND ONLY GODDNESS, PLEASE NEVER BECOME HEARTLESS, LIVE LIKE THE LIVING, KNOW A PROPHECY I'M GIVING, REJOICE IN MEMORIES OF ME, I'M GRATEFUL YOU ALWAYS DID LOVE ME, NEVER TURNED ON ME, THOUGH YOU DID WRONG ME, HAD ME FEELING I BELONG, LOOK, THANK YOU AND LOVE BE STRONG, TOOK, ME A WHILE, DAMN, TO BRING YOU A SMILE, CAN, YOU BE, A ENEMY'S BULLY, FOR ETERNITY, YOU WILL HAVING SERENITY, TOO CARING AND CAUTIOUS AM I, NO ONE KNOWS, LOVE I SUPPOSE, I WAS BORN A GHOST, LIFE WAS A GIFT AN ILLUSION, PAIN THAT WAS THIS MANS SOLUTION, CHILDHOOD REVEALED, PAST MEMORIES BEFORE MY BIRTH I SEALED, IN A ROBE OF THE HOLY, WE SOLEY, DECIDED ON DISTINY, A CHILDS REMEDY, MEMORIES RETURNING, THE NIGHTS CLOSE, CEMETERIES BURNING, IMPATIENCE GROWS, BEING QUIET NOMORE, MY KEY IN YOUR DOOR, WERE REBORN, INFANT OVERCOME THE STORMS, YOU CAN AND WILL, UNDERSTAND THIS AND FEEL, LIFES A PATH, A ROAD OF DECISIONS, ENJOY THE DAYS OF WRATH, TRUTHS MY RELIGION, FOLLOW NO ONE BLINDLY, IF YOU NEED HELP YOU'LL FIND ME, OWN YOUR MIND, WHEN DONE, THE MIND'S A ELEVATER, SINS GONE, NOW YOUR GOD, YOU FEEL AND BE WHAT YOU WANT, MY TEACHER OF GUIDIANCE, THE TRUE BLUNT
Doors open


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Apostolic Announcement

All who seek to find grace, life and light, come enter through the door of Christ
Bring with you your burdens strong; he’ll forgive of sins and every vice

Let the eyes of your being, through your hearts, witness the truth and light
He died for us as man and came back to us divine, to end the constant night

For the stone that is cast is also the greater stone that he has pushed away
Allowing the rebirth, the forgiveness of sins to exist upon this very day

Asking not why He does so, just know it is done purely out of hope and love
For He has given us the chance, everyone of us, to join Him then above

Ring out, ring out, the bells that tell all of the world, that shares what we know
Go, with Him telling all, we have a chance at living eternal with Him, because He arose


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Immortality

We offen do ponder the birds that will fly, the ground at our feet, the sun in the sky.
 Lies like rocks, we cast in the pond, the larger the stone, the more chaos is shown.
  Much like the tracks we leave in the dirt, that soon will be blown right from this earth
  The day that it comes, thy sunset receds, don't fear what proceeds, nor fall to your knees.
The birds that will fly far from the nest, thy memories shall grant them comfort and rest.
 In this we do see how free we can be, and in that we are granted, immortality.


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Heavens Riches

Take me to the mountain top where i will lay to rest
Where all of heaven will surround me and the soft breeze will blow the best
There the angels wings will hug me for lonely i will be no more
I will live in heavens riches from an old man once poor
My eyes will be blessed with the vision to see upon the open sea
I will have all the wealth an old  man can have its the gift of unity
So lay me to rest on a mountain top it is this old mans desire 
Than i will have all my riches when i  play among heavens choir



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Finally Home

She's finally home

Weary no more from life's hard toil
Rest in God's everlasting hold
Peace and happiness Satan can't foil
Just as to us, the Lord Jesus has told

She's finally home

A grand reunion in the sky
No considering life's past woes
Not one tear, every eye is wiped dry
Basking in love that eternally flows

She's finally home

Renewed, restored, perfect and whole
Relieved from life's burdensome chore
Walking with Jesus on streets of gold
Carefree elation is her's evermore

She's finally home


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A dark sun rises

by the darkness of the moon,
I rise from this grave.
these barren lands
which hold my rotting corpse.
and I stand.
I stand in my hole.
6 feet of dirt.
and I watch the sun as it comes.
I have seen this sun rise
day in and day out.
but what makes it any better this time?
It gives me hope now,
a chance for a new life.
a hope for a new day.
And light for a darkened path.


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Things I Hate! But On The Other Hand,...

I hate the cold,
but I love the fresh fallen snow.
I hate busy signals,
but guess what, I’M always on the phone.

I hate the smell of cigarette smoke,
but never think of that ‘til I take the last puff.
I hate doing laundry,
but the smell of clean clothes,.. I just can’t get enough.

I hate traffic,
but I always drive at peak hours.
I hate getting in arguments,
but I always loved receiving those “making up” flowers.

I hate the first of the month, having those bills I must 
sit down and pay,
but I certainly didn’t have a problem at the time I was
running them up, I must say.

I hate to go shopping for clothes,
but always complain, I have nothing to wear.
I guess the alternative is a nudist camp,
but I don’t think I could ever go there.

I hate driving in the rain,
but sometimes the other choice is sitting home alone.
I hate getting old,
but I sure love thinking about all of the things I’ve done.

These are a few of the things that I hate.
I try not to think of them much.
But the thing I hate most in life is death,
and missing his sweet gentle touch.






 


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The Five People You Meet In Heaven

Heaven isn’t full of angels and clouds
There are five people that will meet you
They could’ve been close, or among the crowds
They’ll help you construct your life, like glue


The first person died because of you
And the mistake you had committed
Just because of the ball you threw
The man’s life was prematurely pitted

The second person was your superior
The searing flames remain
He made your leg inferior
To keep you from your bane

The third person you never knew of
But she knew of your father
She saw him yelling out of love
He didn’t care if he bothered

The fourth person was the love of your life
In halls and ballrooms of white she rests
Teenagers took the spirit from this woman, your wife
People from all over the world make up the guests

The fifth person was a little girl
Her life was full and pure
Her life was ended in a flaming swirl
Not saving her forced you from the way you were

The hands you took hold of
We’re not the hands you thought
Another girl would bring you up above
For a good life you did wrought


-Inspired by the book "The Five People You Meet In Heaven"-


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Order Your Steps

When you step out of your shell,
Will you step into Heaven or Hell?

Order your steps and order them well
By words God orders to live and tell.


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Books

   Take me away, show me a place that's fit for a queen and then maybe ill stay. Lost in 
your world, I can feel the pages turning am I under oath because I want you to know that 
I would never lie to you. just let me in and I will feel safe locked up in your numbers 
constantly rising. Maybe I could pretend and never have to love again if only you would 
let the pleasure stay then maybe I would ignore boys forever. No hurting no pain just the 
smooth feeling of other people's writing. My secret tree house, my own party and i'm 
excited I don't need real friends. When i'm around you it's just you and me making magic. 
I never have to feel afraid, I feel what you feel. I just let my memories fade. It's when 
I reach the end and shut the book that I finally realize that i'm lonely. I'd do anything 
to get the key back into your world. A tear drops down as I say goodbye like " graduation 
day" another friend that I have to put on a shelf and never visit again. If we shall meet 
in another life time I'll laugh, ill smile, and I will fall in love once again with the 
memories of the pages and creases I left in them.


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Forgiven Fantasies

Forgiven fantasies
of older years,
Jumbled question
mock shallow tears.

Midnight dances
with the stars,
As the fog rolls in
from  near and far.

Promised promises
of life and death,
Empty wishes 
of conquered quests.

Problems take 
time to mend,
like lost love's
and old school friends.

Forgiven fantasies
of old and new
give us hope
of something true.


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Embracing Death

Death came creeping out of the
mists,
Embracing me with all of her
might.
Showing me there is a much better
place,
Where there is marvelous rainbows and
light.

Where God and Jesus sit on their thrones 
of gold,
With angels flying with their magnificent
gigantic wings.
Where there is no hate, screaming, lying
or crying,
Just uncondtional love, music, beauty, and
singing.

Where people fall fast asleep on swinging
stars,
And others look down on us from the colors of
the clouds.
Where children smile, laugh and play
happily,
And magestic animals are scattered all
around.

The waves of the crystal clear turquise
waters,
Spray and splash my bare, tiny, little
feet.
Not a soul here ever goes to bed 
hungry,
Everyone here always has enough to 
eat.

Lord, if this is just another glorious dream
sent by You,
Please don't let me see the early morning
light.
If You decide to take me right here and
now,
I promise Lord, I won't put up a fight.


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Candlestick

Burning orange,
Illuminating a spherical area,
Wherever settled,
Yellow flame flickers in the eve,
Before the wick withers to null,
And the candlestick dies.


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Hardest hits, softened with Knowledge

The bright blue light
you sent that night
told me you're alright
Peace to you, wherever you are.

The clouds making way
on that particular day
told me you're okay
Peace to you, wherever you are.

I knew you would die
's why i wanted to try
and kiss you goodbye,
I love you now fly
Peace to you wherever you are.

And now my time has come
Wahey I had some fun
drinking cocktails of Rum,
lets go hit Heavens bars
My glittering fallen stars. Xx

©John-Ovan.P.Hull


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Honor Them (Septet)

Eulogize
Not with somber tone
Allow some fun to come out
Let the memory be one of youth
So, remember as happy
Leave us not to cry
In mourning


Septet syllable count is 3,5,7,9,7,5,3, unrhymed


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Southern Liquor

Tea kettle whistles;
As the life evaporates,
The brew soothes the soul.

In Loving Memory of Granny Pearl's Heavenly Homecoming


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Realizing

As I close my eyes to sleep
I suddenly realize my feelings
Deep down inside,
Like an elephant trying to hide.
My heart can't hold them anymore,
Like a waterfall breaking down a door,
A girl realizing it's to late,
To get inside the safety of the now carefully locked gate.


Details | Ballad | |

Dissociation

I see a better world that I can use Its far from you And inside me The reality is too much to handle anymore It's a place we all can love A place where all angels dwell Burnt in my mind everything you've done to me It saves me to go away It's my internal prison It's my only safe-haven I'm my mind there is a place That only I can control Your misery will haunt me no more As Long as I'm in my own reality You will be no more It's deep enough where you will never find But open enough to keep expanding I will not be stapled by your dominance anymore This is it i will take a stand A sky with death In it's smile Rolls across the night It seeks to know what is wrong And the thing is you I'm my mind there is a place That only I can control Your misery will haunt me no more As Long as I'm in my own reality You will be no more I'm my mind there is a place That only I can control Your misery will haunt me no more As Long as I'm in my own reality You will be no more I'm my mind there is a place That only I can control Your misery will haunt me no more As Long as I'm in my own reality You will be no more


Details | Prose Poetry | |

LET ME LIVE!

An unborn child comes to the realization that his Mother is contemplating having an abortion. 
Using Biblical Reason, he speaks to her through The Spirit, pleading that she change her mind
and allow him to be born.


"IS THIS WHAT GOD WOULD HAVE YOU DO:
TAKE AWAY A LIFE ITS RIGHT TO LIVE...
PREVENT A BIRTH INTO A WORLD,
WHEN HE HAS SO MUCH TO LOVE AND GIVE?

I KNOW THE SORROW YOU WILL FEEL.
OH CHOOSE THE GIFT OF LIFE NOT TO DESTROY!
HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS FOR JUST A WHILE
AND SOON YOUR PAIN WILL TURN TO JOY!

DID YOU NOT KNOW THAT ALL MY DAYS
WERE WRITTEN IN GOD'S GREAT MASTER PLAN?
I WAS WOVEN TOGETHER FROM THE DEPTHS OF EARTH
LONG BEFORE THE WORLD EVER BEGAN.

AS A CHILD YOU MUST ENTER THE KINGDOM OF GOD.
AS A CHILD HE WAS WORSHIPPED AND ADORED.
TO THE WISE THE WONDERS OF HEAVEN ARE CONCEALED,
BUT TO ITS CHILDREN THE GLORY REVEALED.

YES TO THE CHILDREN THE GLORY IS REVEALED





By Milton L. Delgado
Inspired by Proverbs 8:23
Psalm 139: 13-16
March 14, 1997


Details | Free verse | |

This Love Might be Different

Two in love.
Together they are bound
But with each possessing a curse
Broken hearts to be are found
One never able to shed a tear
Even in the face of Death, whom she fears
The other only able to live off of drinking others tears
How can she survive?
She cannot stay strong for all the years she promised
But I give her my heart
And she holds it to her close
Knowing this will kill us
Maybe we will fare better as ghosts
Or maybe we are strong enough
To fight off Damnation
This love might be different
It does not have to crumble like our nation....


Details | Free verse | |

Life

Take the Pain and kill it,
Lay it down to sleep forever.

Give it a kiss and say God be.

Down the path of Evil’s glory,
Surpass everlasting nothing.

Die with the pain within you.

Be reborn and smile outside,
You are no longer alone.

See that you are surrounded by love.

The love that brought you sorrow,
It’s the same one that incinerated

LIFE


Details | I do not know? | |

I Am

I am a lover of monkeys
I wonder if I will ever see a real monkey
I hear them screeching from a distance
I see many species of monkeys running free
I want to catch a glimpse of a baby monkey
I am a lover of monkeys.

I pretend to be a monkey roaming in the rain forest
I feel the trees welcome me
I touch the rough branches as I climb
I worry that I may fall and never climb those trees again
I cry when the day ends and I may climb no more.

I am a lover of monkeys
I know I will die soon
I say I will climb til'' then
I dream that I go on forever
I hope this dream will never end
I am a lover of monkeys.


Details | Narrative | |

beginnings and endings

i go in the morning, 
as i normally do, and 
warm my cup of coffee,
robust awakenings to today,
sit down and begin to arouse and 
contemplate the day before me

after a bit, i move about and 
down the last of the cup,
then i swish the final in 
and i realize immediately 
and run to the kitchen sink 
a few steps away
...and spit out.

i look down and see
a dark form in the sink
unmoving, i mindfully think,
a fly, as dead as...day

with revulsion i feel
the solidness still
within my mouth bouncing 
across my tongue,
and glance again
to the bottom of the sink
and spy the second fly!

two dead flies i surmise
were stroking in my cup
in the romance of the night,
buzzing vaguely French soundings
between them, ripples expanding
in their caffeinated pool

"aaah, my dear you make me
feel so alive! so energized!"

"oooh, i too feel alive my love
in this cool dark water
with you...drowning beside me"

and i wonder if these
anthropomorphic house flies
really loved each other...really,
and would prefer to...go down,
together rather than fly alone
past one more night of 
speeding blissful intercourse

touching, still, it leaves a
peculiar taste in my mouth

© Goode Guy 2011-10-04

a guy, alas, a true story.

---

addendum:

four days later, i wake and 
find my cup in the kitchen.
a bit more savvy now
i dump the inch or so
left in the cup, in the sink

a dark form, forlorn, lies still
the winged jilted lover, 
i think, how  bittersweet,
that the third too, wished
to commit caffeinated suicide

now that the pot is hot and
a new day is possible

© Goode Guy 2011-10-08


Details | I do not know? | |

The shiny little moment

The shiny little moment

The shiny moment
When a falling star crosses the night sky
Make your wish
A glimpse of the Universe disappears into the unknown
You feel stomped and overwhelmed.

The shiny moment
Think quickly what you want from life
You feel the infinity drawing you inside
And you become part of it 
Nothing else to wish for, you are just happy to be alive.

The shiny little moment
And nothing-particular coming on your mind
You are the only audience in this stars funeral
Give your sympathy to the rest of them who are still sparkling 
And respect that miracle in the sky.


Details | Rhyme | |

Struggle to the top

his heart is poetic
yet he regrets it
for respect he sticks his neck out its life and death kid
he give's words depth and yet his soul hasn't left
running out of breath
feels like hes been punched in the chest
he knows he's cursed but he knows hes blessed
misery and obsession lead him to success of his first lesson
always keep the opposition double guessing
and if he could make a suggestion
Dont come to close he fires like a smith a wesson
but dont be scared hes just hurt from the last person he let in


Details | Free verse | |

Life

Sometimes I wonder what things I’ll do in life
Will I have a wife, a soul mate, a life-long friend, a companion till the end? 
Will I be left on my own, by myself to fend? 
Send me to a place where your looks don’t matter
To a place where you can be skinnier or fatter 
To a place where your confidence and self esteem wont shatter 
A place where you won’t be judged if you eat a full platter 

I wish my emotions were an optional choice 
To be able to drop them, escape the insulting voice 
I wish I was a toddler, back when all that mattered was toys
Where it didn’t make a difference if you liked girls or boys 
People’s words are like an army, waiting to be deployed
And when they deport, your feelings are destroyed
You’re on your own left thinking if there is anyone on your side
But you don’t go and search, you feel the need to hide 
They have created a monster, it’s now living inside 
It's tearing down your courage, and eating your pride 
You find yourself asking if your parents have lied. 
Telling you all these years, you're perfect in every way shape and size 
Even now when you hear that, a part of you dies 
Because it’s not what you believe, according to statistics 
You've been judged throughout life, on your appearance and characteristics 
Facing the world’s most blunt and cold hearted critics 
It’s inevitable to judge, but don't be so quick to attack 
You don't know that person, and that’s just a fact. 
The one you made fun of, lost everything, house burned down, he didn’t have time to pack 
His father had left when he was young; his mother was addicted to crack 
What we all take for granted, is what this boy lacked. 
All I’m asking, is to think before you speak 
Even though you don't know it, it’s making the person weak 
Just focus on yourself, seek what you want from life 
Don't be the person who's the reason, on their wrist, lays a knife.


Details | Lyric | |

Troubles!

Troubles!

Depression embarks at early morn.
Its goal is to demise and undertake the forlorn.
It stealthily sneaks past happy hearts.
And drags them to the ground.

Troubles of life on the wings are borne
They fly into the skies; never ever do they warn
Their heaviness weakens laden parts.
And brings one crashing down.

Memories rumble around at times.
And focus on un-pleasantries of the fiercest kind.
They quickly demolish drifting wits. 
Where hopelessness is found.

If your dwell on another’s problems,
They’ll inhabit your mind like some evil goblin.
Soon they take over your last sane bits.
Suddenly, you’re unwound.

                 STOP!
           DON’T JUMP! 
LOOK ABOUT AND THINK.

Happiness can uplift the forlorn.
STOP; partake of God’s beautiful morn.
He tenderly heals unhappy hearts.
Easier said than done?

Beautiful thoughts are heavenly gifts.
DON’T JUMP; find joyful dreams, which uplift.
Read the scriptures or learn a new song.
Be proactive, dear one.

Search your heart; think of more pleasant days.
LOOK ABOUT and see wonderful ways.
Take good action; go plant a young tree.
Life’s beauty you will see.

Live, live, and live a little more.
THINK.  Demise could bring troubles galore.
Stand tall.  Be proud. You’re a child of God.
So live your life with zest.
                  
You can do it!

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Written around or before
Summer 2006
Poetic form: Rhymes


Details | Free verse | |

Dust Bowl High

Sunglasses shade me under fig 
trees,
Our star weights heavy on a basket 
case,
No warm embrace for the northern 
forests,
We horde this titan for our own 
shores,
Roll and rock and roll your mind to 
the vast expanse,
Die inside before your time, before 
the reaper calls,
Sticks and stones, stones into bread,
The dust in the is bowl is going to 
my head,
Clothed in horrors and horns, 
devouring native villages in my path,
A sinister wind propels our ships of 
dragon skin,
Colors shift to thoughts, trees to 
pillars of salt,
In this, the most unlikely of 
platforms for rebirth


Details | Haiku | |

Casualties of the Last World War

The vultures gather
For the great feast of the Lord.
Buzzards are circling...


Details | Free verse | |

i am stronge

Sometimes I cry 
A people ask why 
I asked the same thing to you 
but you are never true
why do you drink
please think
why can't you see 
what this is this doing to me 
I was failing school when you were there
trying so hard with you not there 
but now that you are gone 
I feel so  strong
Like you were my anchor holding me there
sorry to  say with out you I feel free to go any were
I love you Dad but with you I an weak
like my boat has sprung a leak
They all say you will die 
and to try not to cry
I will not at leased I will try hard and think
you can  no  longer make me sink
for with out you I am strong
oh so strong




Details | Lyric | |

Free indeed

Chorus
Jesus your love is so great to me
Cause you keep on blessing me
Your death bring out the best in me
 I am free free
Jesus your love is so great to me
Cause you keep on blessing me
Your death bring out the best in me
I am free free

Verse
Jesus  you die on the cross  for me
So my eye can see
That the  word is the boss of me
So I open up my heart and became free
The day I did I got peace and security
Thanks Jesus there  no fee..

Chorus
Jesus your love is so great to me
Cause you keep on blessing me
Your death bring out the best in me
 I am free I am free I am free  free indeed
Jesus your love is so great to me
Cause you keep on blessing me
Your death bring out the best in me
I am free I am free  I am free  I am free indeed
Solo
John 8:36  
If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.
Chorus
Jesus your love is so great to me
Cause you keep on blessing me
Your death bring out the best in me
 I am free I am free I am free  free indeed
Jesus your love is so great to me
Cause you keep on blessing me
Your death bring out the best in me
I am free I am free  I am free  I am free indeed
Verse
Jesus  thanks renewing of my mind
Your love and power is one of a kind
A love like this you will not find
Because you the beginning and end
And when you come back I be in 
Perfert love and harmony
solo
I am free I am free  I am free  I am free indeed
Causing you bless me
I am free I am free  I am free  I am free indeed

WRITTEN BY TARUS TAGGART  no reproduction,dupltcation reassemble part or 
whole without written cosent
all right reserve too Tarus Taggart  NSEWJC PRODUCTIONS 2007,


Details | Rhyme | |

That Father of mine

I knew an old man who gave me some advice,
Some of it was harsh but most of it nice.
He helped me go from day to day,
He helped me see things in a different way.
When troubles bothered me,to this old man and I would talk.
And then through life we would walk.
He would show me the lessons he had learned,
And by doing right the things he had earned.
He is gone now,but not in my mind,
He was a good old man,that father of mine.


Details | Free verse | |

Who wants to be immortal?

Like a phoenix
you tumble, hurt, and renew;
you grow old and grey
and yet you live through.

As you watch those around you
slowly pass on,
your children, grandchildren;
yet still you're not done.

Technology booms,
the world grows much faster,
through wars and starvation;
watch weather's disaster.

Would you really want
to live through it all?
To be historic relic,
and be immortal?

I wouldn't.


Details | Personification | |

Grandma

Thank you for the gift of love, now you are sharing it up above.
You had many things to say, All in a caring way.
You always saw good in everyone, No matter what they have said or done.
You were always the one we could all lean on.
Even though it must have felt like a ton.
You were always the strength of the family, Now we must let you rest calmly.
As we say our goodbyes, As tears roll down our eyes.
I know your place in heaven has a good view, Because you are telling God....
I need to keep an eye on a few.
I know you will always be in our hearts and mind.
So Grandma, I must go, but we will never forget that you were one of a kind.


Details | Free verse | |

From darkness - light

Out goes old self - Touched
My mind opens
Ripples of comfort reach out
Connecting
I reach another
Truth drip feeds my mind
I'm open to it
Responsive
My faith prevails
Me - a new beginning


Details | Acrostic | |

Release Me (acrostic)

Release the victory of my heart; I seek the most.
Evaluate my soul’s contentment, so secured.
Let me live the life I was destined to breath.
Examine my mind the dreams are lying round.
Attack the entity that inhabits my personality.
Seal my trepidation; release my equanimity.
Examine my fantasy; allow its reality out.

Mine is a battle, inconceivable within this time.
Evangelical intervention, I wait for my genesis.


Details | I do not know? | |

The way I would like to die

This is the way I'd like to die 
If you must know 
I would like to go when the stars are visible 
and the fowls gone to roost 
playing a tone along the nightingale 
with a shaky voice 

I would like to go when I'm due 
and my death can't be felt 
when I'm worn out 
hobbling on all legs 
posing like a golfer 
with a sinking neck 
weary in body and mind 
with my sight dim to sunlight 
and my? checks ?sag to the extreme 
seeing my death coming 
yet embracing it in a cold of happiness 
leaving behind dried eyes 
with inner tears of joy.


Details | I do not know? | |

His Bite

It's date night,
in the car, going to the movies,
I begin to cry,
Try to hold back,
cant fight the insides,
salt, salt, and more salt covers my cheeks,
Want to see this movie,
spend time with my man

...this will pass in a minute,
Don't want to wreck happy times,
I've been holding it in, 
Holding it in too long,
somethings is definitely wrong,

I admit defeat,
signs on the freeway seem weak,
I'm trying to sidetrack myself,
make this stop,
my sadness keeps coming out on top,
why now, why not later,
why is he ruining this,
I don't like this behavior,

this is what happens when I ignore the obvious,
He'll be with me for life...I'll never get over his bite.


Details | Rhyme | |

Satan Fiancee

Smokey mountains and gloomy haze 23 long years of wandering in this maze Equipped with martial arts and kung~fu moves But simply just one of the various noobs Stupid techniques and strategies irate Both lead to undecided fate Frosted roof~tops with sharpened icicle spikes Not given the option to choose likes or dislikes Same normal faces I see everyday So far, far, away from the rest of the pack I stray Black~sheep or oddball it's all the same Born with a different first, middle, and last name Seeing red I scramble to my uneven feet As Satan says calmly, "come reserve this seat" Satan has brown hair and baby-blue eyes Everyday bombarding me with tons of surprise Holding me close right now as we speak My fiancee is Satan and his love and soul I intend to keep


Details | I do not know? | |

True Love

I wonder if he loved me? 
guess I'll never know
never had a chance to tell me so
He smiled at me that day
then God came and took him away
I always prayed for a man like him
Now I'm still lonely and my world is dim
I lay in bed trying to sleep 
saying my prayers for my soul to keep
I dreamed he touched me 
and whispered in my ear
told me the sweet things I wanted to hear
and then I saw a light shining from above
there was my man
my one true love


Details | Lyric | |

Her Eyes Were Dry

Her eyes were dry
When she removed the ring from her finger
She didn't shed a tear
For this man she called her husband
She felt her pains inside
Gently fade from deep inside her

She watched his family stare
As they whispered behind her back
She just smiled and nodded
Without a tear in her eyes
For tonight his days of beating her
Ended as the day turned black

Her eyes were Dry
When she walked passed the casket
She didn't say a word
When she saw the stillness on his face
For those strings upon her back
Were released in his final minute

She now walks the streets alone
With no worry or fears of home
Again she's making friends
And talking on the phone
For today her fears are gone
As she smiles beside his stone


Details | Free verse | |

ASKING FOR GOOD THINGS

This precious life was entrusted to your loving kindness;
      friends and strangers mocked me causing endless hurt,
because I had a different prospective, a holier outlook
       with a faith that only saints would keep from impurities:
infidels or fools were they to deny me the expression of my spirituality?
        How did I resist every temptation, every deception by rejecting infamy? 
O Father, in prayers I have spoken to you, laying all my faults
        before you, nothing I have hidden:  deeds you would have seen,
and words bitter or sweet that you would have instantly heard;
        and should I ask for more compassion than those who have never sinned? 
Only Christ was perfect and sinless, the Word who helped you create
         everything from planets to stars, even larger universes than ours...
O Father, I'm asking for good things to make my living easier,
         its not the materialistic ones, but all those offering an intense light,
that can uplift me in times of despair, console me and make me gladder;
         and would I ask you to add more years to my already serene life?
Yes, I really would:  to accomplish my mission and complete this long journey,
          before I'll give up my spirit and enter the kingdom you have destined for me...    
The atheist doesn't believe in Your existence, but admires a crimson sunset,
           and a brilliant sunrise, never understanding the Creator's purpose; 
that's why I am speaking with You with openness and clarity to obey and be blessed,
           although Lucifer hides in the thick grass, transforming himself into a serpent:
He will try to deceive my loyal soul with empty promises and quick schemes,
           never could I take his side, abandon You, my eternal God, and lose my peace!



Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Romanticism | |

In a good girls eyes

 In a good girls eyes lies darkness and mischief; Hidden in her disguise she's god but 
without it she's the devil. Caught up with her bible hugging in the morning and her panty 
throwing at night. Though she despises Alchohol it's really the fear that it comes down 
to. Worried that with one gulp she'll lose control and everyone will now she's not an 
angel. So twisted inside her lies to everyone, she desires to be touched forbiddenly  
though she stills a virgin. No one knows the secrets that lies behind the doors of a good 
girls eyes. She is slowly losing momentum seeing that bad girls always have more fun. So 
her legs started to inch apart, the one's she had promised to keep closed. No one knew 
that behind these eyes of a good girl lied a hoe just waiting to explore. Waiting to 
exhale, finally take a bite out of life for her damn self. She realized that good girls 
were too wholesome and she felt she needed to part some if you know what I mean. It 
wasn't until she got out there that she realized there was nothing good about being bad 
and maybe she was being naive but I think it was sad because she had so much to live for 
now she was trapped in a world in a world and she couldn't get back. Even though she 
prayed and prayed and said god please let me back in, he said i'm sorry but to me you 
have learn nothing didn't I always tell you to resist Temptation at all cost? She said 
yeah well what about forgiveness I though you taught that too. I did but your with the 
devil now your playing with different rules and in his world once your tarnished your 
forever his. Tears fell down her eyes as she listened to what he said. Another girl gone 
rotten, it's a shame because you could have been out queen. She said I still will be, and 
god watched as she kissed the devils lips. A tear dropped down his eyes as he reached but 
she was gone.


Details | I do not know? | |

seasons of time

the tree shivers as
the rain drops fall
the  leaves shimmer
and not a drop of pain is exchanged
the leaves began to color
a sight to  see
so beautiful to me
then the leaves wither and drop and mother earth is 
covered with a crop of white snow bringing   joy                 
to a child,s heart

soon spring returns
children leave their winter dins
and began to run
and play and i hear a voice say that,s the way
it,s suppose to be soon summer arrives
sunny flowers in bloom
all of winter,s dark gloom gone
the seasons change, all are the same
yet different,seasons in a name 
the voice tells me that,s how
it is suppose to be
   


Details | I do not know? | |

R.I.P

As I sat there, in one of my most familiar settings
my mood completely changed gears
but for once it wasn't going downhill
At first, it felt as if I was just numb
almost melancholy, even
but I think it just took a while for the mood to click in my mind
The feeling I was going through was one I hand't experianced in...
...god knows how long
a sense of relief
A cool, soothing calm slowly took over 
I almost smiled
I had gained a tiny ounce of the hope that I lost so long ago
This time
I actually believed in the normal crap 
I usually try to tell myself
I was going to get my stuff together
really make an effort to get my life on the right track
I walked out the door and took a breath
of fresh, pure air
It felt as if a large burden was finally lifted off my shoulders
I walk to the car with the mindframe that 
I can make it through anything...
...The dark, mysterious shadow
that I din't seem to notice
drives away
On the ground
I could tell I only had a few minutes left
if that
I think I still see the cloud of smoke
from the gunshot in the air
but it could just be the haze covering my eyes
I finally smile
"Figures"
The last words I'm able to get out
before my last gasp 
of fresh, pure air
Marcus Jones
R.I.P.


Details | Rhyme | |

Silence

It's the calm before the storm that often takes away your breath,
The final gasp of air that awakes the hands of death.
It's the pause before the apology that brings the flow of tears,
The look in the eyes that says the words you never hoped to hear. 

The final seconds on the clock above the level headed score, 
The moments you've played within your mind a thousand times before.
The shock and awe of victory you feel before the cheers,
Now a golden glimpse of history remembering the years.

The mutual understanding that things can never be the same,
A warm familiar hug that says some things never change.
A man wrapped in his thoughts, a child in disbelief,
A woman overcome with joy to the man now down on his knee.

A building pain we feel inside that often takes time to collect, 
The solemn moment of remembrance as we pay our last respects.
A hero's welcome from the mother who swore she'd lost her only son,
Final tribute to fallen sons and soldiers who never made it home. 

So to trees that fall off in the woods with no one else around,
To the children who need to be heard but never make a sound. 
To the thoughts we share with no one, the secrets deep inside us,
Lost in  our own helplessness we all pray to God for guidance.
To all of the "good-byes" that just couldn't seem to wait,
To all of the "I love you's" we never got the chance to say.
To all those who die nameless in a world of war and violence,
And to the one's who need it most, we give this moment of silence.


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

All i see

When he was fifty-eight we had some fun,
But ten years later he died so young.
And I stare at the stars and wonder why,
God took the best person in my life.
But up there in Heaven he’s watching me,
And I know this because when I look up he’s all I see.
We went fishing back in eighty-nine,
And I caught a fish onto my line.
He looked down at me and then he said,
“Good job,” and “I love you kid.”
And I stare at the stars and wonder why,
God took the best person in my life.
But up there in Heaven he’s watching me,
And I know this because when I look up he’s all I see.
Well I ate my supper and it was my bedtime,
‘Cause when you’re five who needs a nursery rhyme.
He’d tell me a story every night,
About what he did in his short life.
And I stare at the stars and wonder why,
God took the best person in my life.
But up there in Heaven he’s watching me,
And I know this because when I look up he’s all I see.
Well it was time for him to go as we could see,
As he lied in his bed suffering,
And I thank God for relieving his pain,
I only wish there was another way. 

"About this poem"

This song means the most to me, it has won an editors choice award and I hope 
you will enjoy it also, for i wrote it for my grandfather "god bless him."


Details | Name | |

A New Enemy.

When they got an alarm,
Her life is nearly at the End.

As long as the Doctor will remove,
Her breathing support machines,
She will be few hours, or a day.
Her children listened and run away,
To control the property.

Elder brother hasn’t found any will,
But younger brother made one,
When she was on the death bed,
He got her thumb on the will.
They had a long fight.

Only to prove, when he was signing,
Why she attempted a thumb.
Today was the verdict day, in a court.
Suddenly a third person produced another will’
The property was on her dog’s name.


After his death a trust will care after her.
Brother disputed was ended, now has whispered
How to fight against a new enemy. 
They were abusing to their Father,
Why he didn’t make a will.


Details | I do not know? | |

Dear Little One

Dear Little One
We Love You. 
We don't know the color of your eyes
or the shape of your nose, but we love you.

We don't know if you are 
sugar and spice and everything nice, 
or snips and snails and puppy dog tails,
But we love you.

We don't know what you look like, 
but we do know that you are made in the image of God
and one day we will see you for ourselves
and tell you that we love you.

We are amazed!
How can such a tiny little person
we have never seen bring so much joy?
How can the loss of this unseen person cause 
our hearts to feel so sad and our arms to feel so empty 

Dear little One
We don't understand, 
but we trust the Lord and 
We Love You.


Details | I do not know? | |

FRAMED

I am nothing He proclamed.
I am God the same.
I am love in name.
I am grace I do exclame.
I am God in the flesh.
I am man I need rest.
I give you my best.
I am you past the test.
They beat me to lame.
They did not trust my name.
Through them they say.
I was framed.


Details | Ballad | |

NO SUCH THING AS GOODBYE

You didn't pass on 
You didn't die 
No such thing as goodbye 

Bittersweet somethings 
Bittersweet nothings 

One day soon 
You and I 
Running to the moon 
Past the blue sky 

Bittersweet somethings 
Bittersweet nothings 

I saw you yesterday 
and today 
for in my heart... 
you did stay 

How will you go? 
Such escapes, 
you cannot know 

No such thing as goodbye 
You didn't pass on 
You didn't die 
Bittersweet battle won 

We will meet soon... 
In the other world, 
or the next 
Somethings... 
Bittersweet 

Such lives inextricably linked 
I belong to you, 
as you belong to me 
This is how it is meant to be... 
You know it too


Details | Free verse | |

The Jump

Wandering from place to place,
Waiting for the fall.
Longing to know where to find it,
Wondering if they’ll find it at all.

If it comes, what will the result be?

Will it be a crash to black?
Will it be a splash to blue?
Could it be an embrace of warmth?
Could it be a frozen stare?

Who really knows?

It certainly isn’t the meaning of life,
Some will say it’s the meaning for life.
Some will scoff, and claim you mad,
Others’ll smile and take your hand.

But in the end, who is right?

So we all fumble forward, ever pacing,
Racing, racing, to be the first.
But is first place always the winner?
Could it be that the grass isn’t always greener?

I for one am on the fence.

Suppose that the first isn’t the victor,
Suppose that the last isn’t the loser.
In the end there are still those in the cast.
I’ve watched enough to know those who’ve,
Proved me wrong time and again.

Regardless of black, blue, hot, or cold,
Like the noble lemming, I will follow.


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Fear Vs Hope by Nicholas Hayashi (son of nsorokan)

Fear burst destroying all,
Entire cities did fall,

Dressed as if thy where a ghost,
Destroys, leaving bodies piled, host upon host.

But there is resistance,
A useless, oh how useless resistance.

But it does do more, than fear's rash ignorance,
It has existed, as long as fear since

If there is no resistance,
Then there is no slaughter,
Like without ignorance,
Why have honor?


Details | I do not know? | |

Diary of a good girl

         You look at me and think that I am so innocent, but don't you know what your 
really seeing because I think your eyes are tricking you. I can be ms. goody two shoes 
but don't you know what I wanna do? it's impossible to make a blind guy see that good 
girls are really closet freaks. I walk around in jeans and a nice shirt but you only look 
at the girls with short skimpy things and who act like they know. but you know it's the 
quiet ones that really know how to put it down, were not afraid grab my hand and I will 
show you I've been around waiting for this chance.When are guys going to grow some common 
sense you won't get anywhere with a chick who think she been there and done that.  I'm 
serious so if your laughing now then you have learned nothing new because i'm not going 
to be the one to school you unless your with me and then you'll know. I don't need 
attention it's when I want it that I truly get it. Don't need to wear flashy clothes 
because it's inner confidence that will make me grab what I want when I need it. See were 
special and I don't appreciate comments and opinions about how boring we can be? Just 
think all this time I've been restricted wait until I open. You won't be able to stop me 
I will be traveling so fast you might need an advil. This is me and during the day I work 
to get straight A's but just think about what the night can bring. I'm devoted and i'm 
kind and when you need it I will supply. So next time I grin, or a good girl is sitting 
next to you give her a chance she will not disappoint because shy good girls really 
command when it comes to what they know. So before you think a good girl is strictly good 
read this nice handy manual and then you will see what fun a good girl can be... peace 
don't forget this Diary. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Bridge to paradise

When he was a kid,he took his own advice,
Set off on his own for the bridge to paradise.
He looked high and low,on the different roads he took,
There was a lot of places he's been,and some places he didn't look.
He got married,had kids of his own and forgot about his advice,
With his mind on his family,he forgot about the bridge to paradise.
As he grew in age and failing health with his family,
An old friend told him,the bridge to paradise you cannot see.
As he lay on his deathbed,he remembered this advise,
Looked to the lord for thanks and found the bridge to paradise.


Details | Bio | |

Lost

Broken inside
with no place to hide
I have lost the privilege of tears.
left behind, abandoned, alone.
even when in a crowd
don't know where I belong
no place to go 
to dry my eyes
too many problems
lost inside
I have fallen from grace 
I have been rejected
I have lost my dreams
I am losing my mind
lost faith in others
then they ask why I am broken inside.


Details | Blank verse | |

If I Die

I'm going 2 be straight with all of u
I don't think that all of u treated me right
But that's ok
Because I'm up here and ure down there

I'm sorry if I ever hurt u in anyway
I didn't mean 2 hurt all of u
I had good intensions
If I luved u and I hurt u
Then I can't make up 4 that
But, I can say that I'm sorry

All u people that luved me
I thank u 4 it
It made everyday that much better
And it felt great 2 have people luv me
I want u 2 know that I luved u right back

Everybody that is reading this
Don't cry tearz of sadness
Cry tearz of joy
I'm in a better and happier place now
I hope anywayz
U all brought me happiness and great memories
Thank u and Good-Bye 4 the last time


Details | Bio | |

Stay

Will you stay here with me, girl?
Will you leave it all behind?
We can beat it all, I'm sure, girl.
I don't know what you think you'd find.

The world is cold, the world is harsh, girl.
Forget your past, it wasn't kind.
And if you stay here with me, girl.
I think you'd like what you might find.

The light I seek is just too bright now.
Who will help me when your gone?
The light has left me behind now.
Theres no light to greet this dawn.

Who will help me fight this pain now?
I still need you at my side.
Will you stay? I feel the pain now.
You might be the turning of the tide.

The moon is full, the moon is ours, girl.
Will the light be returning soon?
I fear the lights gone for good, girl.
I don't think he'll grant me my boon.

The pain is fierce, the pain is deep, girl.
It's torn this soul I got in two.
You should go, you should leave, girl.
Move from the old to the new.

Please don't stay here with me, girl.
Do not leave it all behind.
We won't win, we will lose, girl.
Head into the world, see what you'll find.

It pains me to see you go now.
But I'll do what I think is right.
Leave me please, you gotta go now.
Leave me now, don't lose sight.


Details | I do not know? | |

.........................?

Seemingly this life is twisted and vacant.

Deserted and barren. Filled with sorrow.

Death, fright, and emotionless faces.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

This is my beauty, I am its beholder


Details | I do not know? | |

no, not a trend! this is a waking life!

Blinded by the flash, the mirror causes cataracts.
Shocking actions, and taken back by this flesh.
Silhouettes on the wall, grinning at the darkness.
Feels warm on the outside, chilled on the inside.
Pain is all that is real, rusty needle in the skin.
Shattered, broken bones. No limbs, amputee. 
Bringing back death! Preaching to the choir.
No need for the razor. No need for this rope.
Suicide was so five minutes ago.


Details | Couplet | |

Grieving Coquinas... for Nancy

Coquina butterflies, in cases, in glass
30 years locked in my memory's passed
The beach just brought home with it's sand still warm
to a house full of love, to a brand new home
When he smiled then, when he caught her eyes
they remarried in whispers and sweet surprise
As a child I learned, and I learned it well
Drop into love, so with ease, I fell
I fell in a dream with the ocean's kiss
while thinking of them in happiness
'till the moment he wrapped the shore up to bite stone
'till the moment he told her he'd leave her alone
Not by free will did he swim out to sea
for the love of his life he would never bereave
Nay, but with sickness, an anchor in tow
He kissed her and smiled so she'd always know
She swam out so far, to the boundary of currents
and filled up the sea with her tears in her fury
She screamed 'till her lungs had shriveled in salt
and broke open emotion, engaging them all.
Coquina quiet in cases, in glass
in their home by the sea, in their infinite past
She'll love now no more for once you are bitten
there's no breaking butterfly wings, it's forbidden.


Details | Couplet | |

Poetic Vandal

Divided devotion, like once parted ocean
A labyrinth of mere blinded emotion
Beating but bloated, ready to burst
Urgent ache to be free from this curse
Carve out our names, bound by a heart
Together forever engraved on bark
Destined desires, fulfillment somehow
Fortuitous craving must be filled now
Pronounce what I’m feeling on this old tree
Love oozes from ballpoint, but too far from me
My heartfelt gift can’t wait till later
When in death the oak transforms into paper


Details | Rhyme | |

The Beauty In You

I seen the beauty within you
you unfurled it and let it flew

touching all each passing day
heart of gold when it came to a childs play

god sent down his special angels
and saving that dance to a heavenly tango

guess God needed you more then I
but do not fret sis for my heart now sighs

just knowing your with our family above
someday we'll rejoice on the wings of a dove

for the wolf and shepherd may cross my path
but it is I that shall have its last laugh

for one can not take away those loving years
even if I'm the one left standing alone in tears

for time we shared together was given few
I was honored to see the inner beauty in you

your loving daughter and son will be alright
as they look upon the land and see the stars shine so bright

so as you travel above the high drifted planes
Ill be waiting for god to someday explain

How can one so young and free
Be taken away from somebody like me

but I will be thankful for having a sister like you
who shared her passion and beauty for life and for all she knew





In Loving Memory Of My Sister 
Phyllis  {1951 -  2009 }
                   RIP


Details | Pantoum | |

the stillness within

In her eyes lies all the beauty in the world
Dancing in the moon light, liquid unfiltered
Breathe the last breath, lungs ache for freedom
On the banks of the river awaiting the dawn

Dancing in the moon light, liquid unfiltered
Facing the moon the warmth on her back
On the banks of the river awaiting the dawn
A likeness in the stillness of the water

Facing the moon the warmth on her back
Filling the coffin with her loved ones ashes
A likeness in the stillness of the water
Feeding upon the darkness inside her

Filling the coffin with her loved ones ashes
Breathe the last breath, lungs ache for freedom
Feeding upon the darkness inside her
In her eyes lies all the beauty in the world


Details | Lyric | |

NOBODY BUT YOU

nobody LOVES ME........
nobody CARES.........
AND YOU WOULDN'T EVEN DARE...........
TO ASK how I FEEL...........

I feel like dieing on top of the pain!!!
From this PAIN deep,DEEP
inside i may not show it!!
BUT I'M CRIPPLED INSIDE!

MY heart is crushed in many pieces,
from the hurt,the lies,
i feel like the devil is in side...........

INSIDE of me JESUS please!!!
let my heart and soul be re birthed IN TO A NEW ME..
I KNOW loving me ain't easy.
BUT MY LOVE FOR HIM is  like
bees buzzzzzzzzzzing in there HONEYTREE.

SO EASY TO GET BUT hard FOR HIM TO TAKE IT AWAY FROM ME!!!





Details | Rhyme | |

So Come

Like an artist who paints on a canvas
This poet with her words tells others about Jesus
My poetry is a supernatural gift and a talent
That through the indwelling of The Holy Spirit is Heaven Sent
For you see--to save you and me
Jesus came to the earth in the form of a virgin birth
For thirty-three short years--Jesus walked this earth
Then after being crucified--He died
And back to His Father in Heaven He went
But He promised The Holy Spirit to be Our Guide
That is what Jesus--God's Only Begotten Son has done for all of us--His Bride
It's time to decide--for time is short
Whose side you are on--the sheep or the goats
So you had better change all your evil ways
'Cause these are the last days
And stop sowing wild oats
Or on Judgement Day--in The Lord's Court
You'll be sentenced to death
So don't wait until you draw your last breath
For it will be too late to decide
Don't wait until you lose your wealth
Just 'cause all of these years because of all of your money
You've been thinking to Heaven--you'll get a free ride...
Don't wait either--until you lose your health
But decide now to be on The Lord's side
For The Bridegroom is coming soon for His Bride
Says Jesus The Son--"Come one--come all
'Cause in hell--beieve Me--you won't have a ball
So don't delay--don't hesitate--come to Me today
Before it's too late
Come to Me--bend your knee
From bondage--I'll set you free...
So come!"


Details | Lyric | |

Battle In Me

Always looking back was the attack. 
Lack of strength in Jesus, 
Trying to find things that could please us.
Not enough to keep me going and have the Holy Spirit flowing.
Breaking through was what I had to do!
Years of emotional punishment, and disgrace were shown all over my face.
There was an empty space, 
That was the place, I held on to, not knowing what to do…
Crying, and Crying, 
For God to start prying those doors of my heart,
That for so long,
Were closed just for me to do wrong!
Seven years of so many tears…
And yet with God’s fear!
One day it became clear
My eyes in astonishment, quivering with chills feeling the tingling hit me from 
head to toe
My heart pounding so hard that it hurt, in the eagerness of rejoicing
Wanting to move forward but something held me tight
In all that thought of being held down
Yearning for more
Fading, feeling once again crashing
To that same darkness that overcame me at first...
When can I push?
The doors of my heart are in battle
Is it me or is it he?
I don't want him no more
God come heal me!
Take this emotional power that has me bound. 
I rebuke you Satan get out of my head, for the power of God wants to enter the 
doors of my heart. 
No more turning back
I want to see the Glory
And the glory will never be in you Satan,
IT’S IN GOD!!!


Details | Free verse | |

Lost Dreams Broken Heart

When you love someone
But you just can’t let go,
Ask God for strength and courage
And then spread your wings
And take to the sky!
If you just can’t find
What you’re looking for,
Pray to God above
And His Angels’ love
Will guide your heart back home!
However your broken heart feels
Or how lost are you at times,
Give your many true dreams
A bunch of kisses and prayers
So that your soul may again find peace!

Dedicated to: Brittany, my sweet, beloved, little sister, who’s now “Upstairs” in 
Heaven!


Details | I do not know? | |

Sweet loving

         Here I am, wanna take me far away from the things that trouble me? How do you 
know just what I need? I need sweet loving every day of the week and if you can't give 
it then please remove yourself because this isn't a game you won't play with my heart. I 
will travel the world and complete my dreams but when the time comes I want a good man 
to hold me. Keep me warm and show me love nothing wrong with being alone but I guess I 
just worry and I honestly I want that sweet affection, I need that sweet loving.


Details | ABC | |

ARCHAIC HUMOUR

Something was always missing around
one had to die daily.
To find out, what?
Just a slip of time,
life was death and death was life.

Death of a man or death of a city
death had no other name.

Hearing the footfalls of death
dogs were howling around a temple
where god was dying.
The nation now mourns
for the banished priest.

At the burning pyre
there is still no peace.
Anger lives inside the books,
flame hides in the candles.
And a rage surges forward
in the bones of archaic humour.


Satish Verma


Details | I do not know? | |

Land of Expectations

Living in the glamorous, you haven't seen beauty until you come here. No one's unique 
just outsiders, to the people who are in it the people who aren't don't matter. Living 
and breathing the air of successors and opportunities if you waste your chances you will 
be left feeling bitter. The land of expectations No one's free from it's hold. It takes 
determination and experience in the world to really be known. A place full of excitement, 
No one truly sleeps. Day and night, living in the tall buildings and bright lights you 
don't exist if you don't look normal. Teased beat and left uglier than you once knew. 
Better conform fast or the dirt is where they'll leave you. It's not all terrible, just a 
million roses in a garden trying to grow and outshine each other. You'll have so much fun 
that you'll forget your past. Gripped into our world, dreams that someday Hollywood will 
come even though we despise it. Problems by the dozen but no one complains. Who would 
when you live in the land of expectations? Better pass, exams, life experiences, no one 
expects you to drown. Gasping for air, in a land of perfectionists... what matters most 
is that you get the grade you suppose to. But what if you don't, they'll fill you with 
lies leaving you with no hope. I won't conform, I won't drown, ill make my way even if 
it's not by regulation. What can a girl do but try to survive the world of Cliches in the 
land of expectations.


Details | Rhyme | |

Surrounded

Beneath me lays the ground that i have walked a thousand miles 
Above me lost loved ones looking down with their loving smiles
Beside me those cherished hearts that in me they believe
Behind me framed in gold all treasured memories
In front is all the love from myl family
All around me gods love for all eternity
Inside is my heart giving love unconditionally
Open is my hands holding all that's dear to me


Details | Free verse | |

The Elements

Fire is the murderer of humanity
Or is it not the passion that burns within us?

Water is the asphyxiation to a passion unknown
But is it not also a part of our entire body, that keeps us in health?

Earth is the place where dead rest, unrightfully underfoot
Or is it not the being that we rely on for just being there?

Air is the sin that carries pollution to our lungs
But is it not also a relief that brings composure to this life?

Spirit is the form that can make or break you
And yet it is the one that looks after us all
                                    that provides us with passion
                                    that keeps us in health
                                    that we can rely on
                                    that brings us composure

It is the teacher, and its showing us how to feel
It is the student, and we're showing it how to cheat

It is a parent, and it teaches us how to share
It is a child, and we are teaching it how to avoid

Are we committing acts of kindness?
Are these sins the strong ropes that bind us?

                                                                                          



                                                                                                     just ask your self


Details | Elegy | |

This Vapid Life

This insipid existence,
This body betrayed,
Time, now short,
Now ao precious,
What do I say to my wife?
My beautiful daughters?
Why no happy ending?

Are they aware what I tried to accomplish?
How close I came?
How things where clicking so well
Just at the end....
And how much I loved them all?
This I pray they know,
I will watch over them, now,
Each minute night or day,
The sensitive one will feel my presence,
From the beginning,
The others may take more time
But one day we will all be united again,
Our cycles will be complete
And that day, for all of us,
That day will be a treat.

Mark and ALL his girls!!!


Details | I do not know? | |

The Longing

My heart weeps,
for a love that was true,
and everyday,
I feel more blue,
I want you back,
more then words can say,
but alls I can do,
is faithfully pray,
for you to come back,
to where you belong,
so I can let you know,
that I was wrong,
because you hold my heart,
with your love,
the only kind,
that comes from above,
I know your with him,
and I know that you care,
he also knows,
we were a perfect pair,
he won't let us suffer,
this pain anymore,
and he will find a way,
to open the door,
so you can come home,
and live your life,
were we will be free,
from the anguish and strife.


Details | I do not know? | |

Future

I see my future
About twice a day
Its every where I go
But it seems to drift farther and farther away
I wish somebody could tell me 
What it is I did wrong
Because I cant help but sing this never ending song
I keep mourning
All the days i've worn away
I keep telling myself its all gunna be ok
But I know
Its all going to end one day


Details | Ballad | |

reincarnation of thy heart

Do butterflies fly in my mind when time has demised?
Do eyes glide tears of forgiveness upon me?
As a cold heart beat upon we, 
I am pondering in my own hell as I long for she,
Somehow I got to be the beginning and the end, 
The sunlight that brings life to thee as the heavens descend, 
After life like life we so heavenly in,
But Just Friends Feels like foes and we will never be so close,
The end is the beginning as we choose different path in life’s fork in the road,
Fait has so formality sawn a chapter in this bottomless heart,
My consecration to stay faithful to this scar,
When my brain waves gave unto the dark, light there you are, 
For the chapter is timeless as I slip unto my rest,
 That possesses reincarnation of thy heart,


Details | Bio | |

The Sundering

Down this lonely road I walked
No one in sight to speak to
So to my mind I began to talk
"What's wrong with you?"

"I cannot love, I cannot function"
Responded my mind to me
"You are coming to a junction"
A junction? I did not see.

"Choose one or the other
The Good or the Bad
Be good to your mother
Be good to your dad"

"Or choose the life of drugs and pain
To fruitless happiness will this lead you
Then watch your life begin to wane
So Kyle, what will you do?"

"I'll choose the life of good
I just need a bit of a nudge
I'd choose it now if I could
But my mind is filled with sludge"

"This sobriety will do you good," Said my mind
I was beginning to wonder
If my life would evolve from this daily grind
Or would my life be sundered

By the toxins and the people around me
The quest set before me was strenuous
But now I finally wanted to see
Even though my relationships would become tenuous

"Life will go on" My mind explained
My heart filled with hope and wonder
"I'm glad from this drug I refrained
For if I didn't, my life would be sundered"


Details | Rhyme | |

Silent Killer

She has died a thousand deaths
And yet lives for a hope;
He has hung a thousand lives
And still holds to the rope.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Rip Rippy

It was long ago,
Whilst I was still going to college,
Way back during the dawn of mankind,
Still living with my first wife, with my parents,
And my beloved mutt-dog, Rippy...
A smallish, black dog,
Long a part of the family,
He loved cheese, like all Bells,
And hated harmonicas, I guess,
As he would howl when my father played...
But we didn't know that then,
We thought the cutie was merely singing along...
Well, Rippy was in the habit of being let out,
On his own, as we had a big yard,
And always came back without incident...
Until one winter's day, when he never returned...
All hearts were broken,
But none more than mine...
I went out after a snow storm tapered off,
Found his frozen carcass in a street nearby,
And buried him, not an easy task,
In the frozen back yard ground...
Set up a cross,
Although he never admitted to a religion...
And sadly resumed my routine...

Two days later, I came home from C.C.N.Y.,
One afternoon, via bus and subway...
When I came in the door,
My young first wife, Ann, and my mother,
Greeted me with mysterious, mischievous smiles...
They told me to close my eyes,
They would take me inside my parents'
Sealed close bedroom, for a surprise...
Great mystery was evident,
And it was evident they were enjoying
My perplexed looks...

Well, I did as told,
They took me into my parents bedroom,
I was told to open my eyes,
I did, and there on the bed,
Was my beloved Rippy!!
I was delighted, of course,
But wondering if this was some evil magic,
As I had buried him some days prior,
But no, it was Rip, and he was find,
Just a bit skinnier than usual.

So, who had I buried?
To this day I don't know,
But what are the odds,
A dog of similar shape and size,
Should appear dead, frozen,
Directly across the street?

Was his whitish frozen hue
The reason I was fooled?
I don't know,
But I was so overjoyed,
To have my favorite dog of all times, back...

When he ultimately did die...
My wife was gone from the scene,
And my dog died in my arms...
And if I live to be 600,
And have 100 dogs more
Before I die,
I will always miss my Rippy most,
So deeply did he I adore.

For Rhoda, who is about to lose a favored cat,
whose posted picture proved that
that particular cat was gorgeous
beyond normal expectations.   tom bell


Details | Blank verse | |

Suicidal Death

The people who has no achievements,
They don’t want to live as others do,
Their disappointment punching them,
A curse that compels them to die.

Thousands are crying on a death bed,
Thousands are mentally up set and
A system cares them for living,
Do they n’t believe in heaven?

If this heaven theory is true,
Someone must honoured them martyrs,
And prepared them for a suicide,
With their dreamed life in heaven.

Suicidal death is a defeat for a person,
Who protests against cruelity and 
He denied accepting forcible manners,
Is a suicidal death right to convey message?

A man is living in a democratic world,
If a country is forcing another country,
And others are feeling suffering innocently,
Why n’t they submit a petition against them.

Law can defeat a Law n’t a suicidal death,
If a country is seeking UN agenda for them,
To deliver a justice, why n’t they also,
Are human court doors shut for them?

A person can achieve a justice if,
He will follow a procedure that has,
A power to define justice for them,
Who feels the matter was delivered wrong.

If they fight for the welfare for mankind,
Without any notice, I also fight for them,
If they are killing their generation and
Earning only tears that is their cowardness.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

The Healer of Broken Hearts

Naomi felt all alone, her husband and sons had died
and all she had left were two daughter-in-laws by her side
now Naomi was bitter and in a state of despair
her heart was now broken and no longer did she care
she felt that she had been by God forsaken
because her flesh and blood had all been taken
and of her daughter-in-laws she tried to send away
Orpah immediately left but Ruth was determined to stay
so with Ruth firmly by her side 
to Bethlehem they did arrive
and upon her arrival they called Naomi by name
but she insisted they call her Mara because of her bitter pain

people tend to relish over other's distress
but God has the power to give comfort and to bless
just don't allow your circumstances to easily destroy
that which is your God given inner joy
and in the midst of your trials and your tribulations
just hold on to the memories of good times and elation
your pain might seem severe and all you want to do is moan and groan
just understand that this battle is not yours alone
and don't ever think that God is angry or mad at you
for life is just a challenge that we all must battle through
and on this crooked journey that we do call life
there will be times of misery and moments of strife
but as long as you keep God foremost on your mind
peace and happiness you will come to find
and as long as you hold on to your ever present faith
God will grant you His infinite mercy and grace
for there is no testimony without a test, no glory without some gloom
no crown without the cross and no resurrection without the tomb

while in Bethlehem Ruth went on to become Moab's bride
and never did she think to set her former mother-in-law aside
Ruth and Moab eventually had a little boy
a child that gave Naomi a renewed sense of joy
many things may happen in life of which you don't understand
so just trust in the Lord for He has a master plan
He's the comforter of souls, the Lord Our God
the one who is the Healer of broken hearts


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Daddy I love you!

Daylight almost always found you
    ~ Bible in hand rocking by the fire.
Already you had done more than some
   ~ men do in a day and were about to leave for work.
Doing the work of two men Half your age
   ~ a factory slave for most of your life.
Daring to marry a young 'un they said wouldn't stay
   ~ staying together to raise eight. Praying us grown.
You left to soon you know. That Sunday before day
   ~ Bible at hand, Sitting in your chair. One Last I love you.

I wanted to tell you so many things.
   ~ I wanted to ask you more questions.


Longing for you. Sometimes I smell your cigar
   ~ and I feel that you are near.
One of the cool breezes I feel touch me.
   ~ If I turned would you be there?
Very Likely wearing that Dark green sweater
   ~ that Mama knitted and you wore so often.
Every day I think of you rocking
   ~ eyes sometimes closed but not asleep.


Yes, I know you loved every one of us.
   ~ your children, your brothers, sister, Wife.
One day, we are taught, that we will meet again
   ~ in Heaven where some circles will be broken.
Until then we miss you Daddy. Mama is lonely
   ~ and I just wanted to say Daddy I love you!


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Move on

 Move on, the world is fading. She's gone, she's not whole, she's lost for eternity and 
all you can hear is her cries in the wind. Move on, I won't let you stay I've fallen that 
doesn't mean you have to come with me. Take two steps back and figure out just where you 
are. Am I worth it? Your not answering me are you still there? Would you risk everything 
just so I could breath again? I barely hear your whispers are you leaving me? Move on, 
I know it hurts right now but it's for the best. Move on, close your eyes and wish me 
away. I'm in a better place now, I don't ever want to see you frown. Tears drop down on 
my finger tips, I touch you softly as you back away. Something are just not meant to be, 
you and me we'll meet again eventually. It hurt me inside that your deciding to leave 
now. I lay sick choking on the many memories that we may never get to experience. Move 
on, bury me in your mind so you won't feel any pain. I'm leaving now hear my voice slowly 
stopping. Can you hear me now? Move on baby I promise I will come back for you. But this 
time god is holding out his hand and he's offering me things we both couldn't imagine. So 
let me go a tear fell from her eye as the hand he held grew cold and still. The guy 
smiled and a sudden bitter grin. She was finally free was it selfish that he wanted her 
trapped? At least for a moment so they could be together. He held her limp, light hand 
and kissed it. Tasting coldness he knew this was him moving on.


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Forgive Your Sins

It's not the actual circumcision of man that one needs
for you have been circumcised through Christ from sinful deeds
let no one take you captive with hollow and deceptive thoughts
don't depend on the human condition and the principles the world has taught
let The Holy Spirit inside you continually dwell
be baptized with the blood of Christ and drink from the Living Well

let God cancel your sins and nail them to the cross
become a new creation in Christ, tell the past to get lost
like the phoenix that rises up from the ashes of destruction
let your ashes of sin be shed, become a Godly reconstruction
God is most supreme, He is The Creator
He is our Father and spiritual generator

through the death and resurrection of His Son, Jesus Christ
we have all been forgiven of sin and offered eternal life
since we've died with Christ to the basic principles of the world's laws
yet we still belong to It and must obey them even though they're flawed
put to death whatever belongs to the nature of an earthly mind
remove the seven deadly sins from your life and rely on God's Kind

do not lie, do not slander, let no foul language fall from your lips
as a new creation in Christ you now have passage on that heaven-bound ship
forgive as The Lord forgave you, be bound with love and peace in unity
let the grace and mercy of Christ rule in you with a perfect harmony
and whatever you do, be It In either word or deed
do It In Jesus' name and It will come to seed
praise, pray and rejoice in God again, again and again
be thankful He's a God of second chances, who'll forgive you of your sins


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Lift the pain

I want to die 
and feel the pain of the world one more time 
for if i can lift the pain of the world one more time
everyone could live in harmony for one day 
without cares of hurt, sorrow, and anguish.


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A Letter From Heaven

             
A little note to the ones that will miss me the most.
   I just wanted you not to worry I’m spending my time with our heavenly host.
He invited me to move in to this beautiful mansion He built.
   He said it’s next door to your mom, and yes she still makes quilts.
There is a million things here I can do.
   No more pain, and if you could see my new body, so perfect, so true.
Only in dreams could you imagine such a place.
   I cannot explain the awesome beauty of our Saviors face.
The most beautiful rivers and waterfalls abound.
   Only here in heaven can such beauty be found.
The trees are just loaded with fruit that are so sweet.
   They are for our enjoyment so delicious to eat.
If you wonder if I miss you, you know that I do.
   But I know I’ll see you soon when your days are all through.
Honey death held no pain actually it was a beautiful thing.
   You can put aside the fears of deaths mortal sting.
There is no sadness here or tears to be shed.
   Only happiness here will you ever be fed.
Well I guess I’d better go I’ve got things I must do.
   See you real, soon I’ll be waiting for you.


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Lasting Memories

Memories of happiness and tenderness,
Will last within,
This family full of love and care.

You will never be forgotten,
Your smile that went on for miles,
Your happiness that always put a smile on our faces,
They will always remain with this loving family of ours,

You've shared your stories,
You've showed us love and trust,
Now it's time for us to spread everything you shared with us.

Even though your gone,
Your memories will last,
They will last forever,
Forever within this family of love.


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life is death

life is death
in the worry and anguish of the world

death is life
to die is to escape the anguish and live happily in another world


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Untitled #5 / At the end

At the end of life’s long struggle
when the light becomes unbearable
all one can do is close his eyes
and dream of happier times.


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What you can't see

something lurks
painful words
simple plan
disturbed man
catch a glimpse
makes you limp
sharp pain
runs in vain
keep it coming
no one is running
try again
so called friend
head strong
down to long
take on you
oops, you lose
fearful words
limber sword
petty run ons
fake bonds
simple face
complete waste
sit a while
walk your mile
lost your touch
don't count for much
fallen clown
pick up your crown
broken and bent
scrapes and dents
see thru you
not to true
sit on your stool
laugh at the fool
left with a frown
common for clowns
point it out
all in doubt
everyone else
put on a shelf
set to blame
all your game
troubled boy
too many toys
keep it clear
there is no fear
keep it coming
you'll go running
head to head
fist of lead
never backing down
you silly clown


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My Master

My master has developed my mind,
For his purpose, for my benefit,
He cares after me, and I care for him,
His understanding and my dedications,
Brings change together for a new Era.
That is far away from human approach.

Noone can survive without his help,
Everyone is asking him for help,
Nobody has seen him, but he hears,
And returns depend upon willings,
When a person lost his faith and 
Interrupted his system, he tests him.

Noone can understand him, he is all,
He sends prophet, one after another,
So a man didn’t loose his faith on Him,
Noone can take his place, he kills all,
And sends them to look after him.
He controls every thing, It is his Idea.

Noone Religion is superb as he is,
No Prophet is immortal as he is,
No one can challenge his system,
A Man is only a Man, not a master,
Two principles, Forgiveness and Mercy, 
For Equality and fraternity, he grows.


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GOLDEN JOURNEY

Gold sails of light, 
silently carrying me 
in dead of night 

Soft billow of golden sail, 
takes the lead, 
I hold the rail, 
watching increasing speed 

This dead of night, 
glassy dark blue sea, 
this silence, 
carries me 
Far,with gold sails of light 

I do not steer this vessel, 
I am its only passenger, 
my thoughts I must wrestle 

This glow from golden light, 
from sail, 
through the night, 
carries me , 
far on dark glassy sea 

No ripple disturbed, 
golden sails reflected 
on dark glassy sea, 
I am unpeturbed, 
no fear detected, 
for this ship only carries me 

No stars to guide 
in this dark of night, 
this silent ship does glide 
with gold sails of light 

For ,far ahead 
is an island 
bathed in soft yellow light 
is this where I have been led? 
For I see many gold sails, 
so bright! 

These golden sails of light, 
carry me 
back to the fold, 
for the precious cargo that they hold, 
is my soul 

I step ashore, 
I now know what is is for, 
my body I leave behind, 
a new beginning I find 

This dark glassy sea 
is not for me, 
gold sails of light 
are what makes it right, 
for this is meant to be 

For,in this new land 
the golden sails have spanned, 
carried me here 
For I have no fear 
For I am........ only me 


Gold sails of light 
over dark glassy sea 
Silently carrying me 
to island ,so bright 


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Aphrodite

Beauty, Elegance, Grace,
Love, Radiance, Deception.
Feeding on the emotions
of desperate, innocent men.

Using seduction as a tool
Clouding men's minds
Enforcing rules of Passion
Jealousy, Hate, Rage.

Kidnapping, War, Murder,
Riches, Jewels, Gold.
Her beauty lies to all
of what truly lies inside.

Causing men to act cruelly
Deaths increase around her.
Arrows into the heart,
Apples made of gold.

The depths of pain and suffering.
The sorrow of lost loved ones.
Sending old lovers down,
To wallow in their own misery,
Forever.


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Remember

Remember our daughters
Remember our sons
Reserve this world
for the future ones.

The tearing of nature
and our beautiful land
The polluting of air
that I cannot stand.

Let's live in harmony
Let's live with feeling
Not with astrology
or the fortune tellers dealing.

Remember John Lennon
the love he would send
to the young and the old
till his life it did end.

Robert Dale Taylor


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ANGEL LIGHT

Carried into the night, 
I felt a warm hand in mine 
Reassuring too, 
this was my time 

My life is gone now, 
I never gave up the fight 
For now,  I travel... 
In soft angel light 

The stars flew past, 
not a sound was heard 
The hand in mine... 
Soft hand warm, 
this was my time 
Through the night, 
like a bird 

The hand in mine began to glow, 
soft and warm 
Now I could see the feathers too... 
Not far to go... 

Angel light, 
carrying me 
Gold and  bright 
I stepped through... 
Left the night..., 
and saw heaven in sight 


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The Salute of an Adored

Lifeless was where he lay
For he was in a state filled with dismay
His hands were stretched so straight
Lying there with no motion or effort to budge
While his legs where open
Forming a flipped V-shape

His head was buried in the sand
Close to the mother he was once with
Embracing it so hard that it couldn't stand
But to cry and embrace him too
Taking him into her arms and never letting go
For she can never stand to let him go again

His eyes were shut so peacefully 
His smile glued to his face
As he shaped something so mighty and powerful with his body
A snow angel so pure 
Cleared from any sin

That man died leaving a lovely image
Indicating how a person's life is so valuable
Even if bad times come along leaving a trace
Yet enjoyment and happiness wipe them away
And as he left his beloved and his adored,
A salute was gifted to everyone
By the smile upheld on his face
Leaving an image of peace and happiness
Evacuating the sadness his loved and adored would feel
By simply seeing him lying there so peacefully filled with joy

People are nothing but dust, yet the traces they leave are treasures never lost...


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Hold on

  A moment in time as sweet as the best wine your crying out to me and all I can tell you 
is hold on.
  It will get easier if you just let me go, Let me fade away into the darkness that you 
call home.  
  I will come for you so promise me one thing when you move on I don't want you to forget 
me but I want you to promise me that you will not cry because that I don't like to see.
  Just go on with your life, I want you to have it all. 
    Fight for that dream do you have any idea what's in store.
  I can feel it and I know your going to be so big, the brightest star in my world.
   You will succeed I promise just hold on dear darling the world is waiting for you to 
become what I have always dreamed.
  So as I fade and become invisible I want to tell  you baby to hold on because you 
deserve what your working hard for.


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Masterpiece

Strings of flesh
hang from my teeth,
my new masterpiece
lays at my feet.
Some body,
all knarled and chewed,
                  still quivering
and blood spirting
from claw and teeth marks.
Overall still good enough
for another meal,
                  happy days.


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Arguments

I can not stand this 
Screaming outside my door
The screaming and yelling 
I try to ignore.
It keeps getting louder
As more screams appear
One right after another
It seems so hard to bear.
It makes me want to cry 
But I try to stay strong
But they need to stop
Their fights last way to long.
It never seems to help
To try and cover my ears
The screaming keeps getting closer
I can hear them very clear.
Cursing and swearing 
Is every other word
They need to stop and realize
Who this really hurts.
Whose ears are being covered 
Whose eyes are being filled
Whose heart is being torn in half
It feels like being killed.
We were one happy family
Until the money tore us apart
The saddest of the moments
Is once again my brother departs.
Leaving us four again
The way it use to be
Leaving more empty spaces 
Deep inside of me.


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Why I'm So Happy

the other day a friend asked me
why am I so happy
I thought about  what to say
for I did not want to come off as being sappy
so I told him I'm so happy
just because I'm alive
I told I told I'm so happy 
because I have a 9-5
I told I'm so happy
because I'm a disciple of Jesus Christ
I told I'm so happy 
because God's in control of my life
i told I'm so happy
because I know my final destination
for I have no fear of death 
as I have eternal salvation

to travel on this expressway 
that many call life
to be content with your situation
without any internal strife
to go about one's daily routine
and not having to be stressing
to know you have the grace of God
and do receive His blessings
I am so happy just because I am me
and I have a ticket up to heaven
stamped with God's authority


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The Current

I use to watch you dance,
So graceful, so beautiful,
An angel at a glance.
As the music played,
Softly, slowly, at first.
Why couldn’t you have stayed?
Then a burst,
As you came to life.
Dancing by the waters edge, 
I wanted to make you my wife,
We made a pledge.
Where oh where is our second chance?
Why oh why, cant I watch you dance
Why did you have to go?
We were so young, 
So young you know.
So innocent,
So much in love.
Then the current,
Now you are above.


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When U left

When you left me here
I think I left here too
I went on a never ending 
journey looking for you
I don't think I've been quite
the same since you've been gone.

You left me all alone 
on this planet to mourn.
I think I'm trying to duplicate 
your love so how some way.
But like you the boys 
all left and went away.

I wish somebody would stay
But now because of you 
I strive for others to make me strong
Why can't I be strong on my own?
Well some of my pieces are gone
and they will never return.
When you left they burned.

I've been in an endless race
looking for you in every face.
In my heart it burns. I keep trying 
to form your resurrection.
But all I end up with is no affection. 

I think it's time to end this journey.
I'm stopping all this hurting. 
The plane has finally landed.
I'm finally coming back home. 
The real me. I'm returning.


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SENDING A LETTER TO HEAVEN

There are a few things that I never got to say
I can only hope it reaches you in this special way
You were more than family to me
I felt a closeness to you, that anyone could see
You were definatly one of a kind
but always there for family in a bind
Christmas is when I miss you the most
Sneeking cookies brought us so close
Sometimes I see your old place
and I am reminded of your wrinkly face
You were never afraid to give someone the bird
or voice your opinion with some choice words
I love you now and forever gram, this is true
So I'm sending this letter to heaven in hopes it reaches you


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Don't Mourn

Burn me
in the hour of brightness,
floating in my pyre
alone.
Lay with me 
all I love-
nonhuman.

Set in 
the oaken craft,
          (crypt),
I drift towards
openness,
as flaming arrows
lofted at me
ignite
my longship
in a spectacle
of sorrow,
freeing me to enter
Valhalla.

Horns sound off
my requem
as waves pull me out
to the abyss,
blazing
as bright as a star.

As the flames die down
I rise
out of my ashes.
I discard
my human ties
as all upon the shore
stand silent 
            and happy.


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Within a Place

Am I here, am I there past my deepest lies?
Did I stand to declare that the truth can’t hide?
Did I fall to admit that I’ll never try?
Or is there still a place where my love resides?

All my ghosts speak of death but I’m still alive
I can still smile on even though they thrive
All I have is a name and the things inside
But even after life’s games I will still survive

I owe it to myself to never leave
In a world of drowning I can still believe
Holding on to it no matter what I see
Through the water and blood I will always breathe

Through the dust, death and loss I can still be me
Too much searching has told me that this can’t be
But on the edge of the river I’ll find myself
Looking too deep I forgot my reflection’s there

Patience and reason will be my eyes
With every true intuition I will decide
Through my own meditation I will realise
Everything that’s still good is held inside


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ART IS INSPIRATION

Art is inspiration,
and there's great satisfaction
in a work well-done
to satisfy oneself and others;
art must be kept pure,
to express the inner self
with plausible honesty
and unpretentious sincerity...

Art is given, freely to the artist,
from God as the utmost gift
that the creative spirit can receive;
artists, use it with purpose and discretion, 
rejoice when it touches us in tender ways...
whether they are:  words,songs,paintings 
or any other form you perceive,
because art is the best tool of comunication! 

Brilliant minds with gifted hands
can change moods or create motivation;
superb thoughts embellished by rendition...
are able to make us float on winds,
feel the infinity of serene skies
and give us hope in our uncertain days!

Art teaches us about faith and life,
and how to face a peaceful death; 
without it reality is so shallow...
to instill in us the fear of tomorrow!


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Recovery

I've been
Numb inside 
since he died

Even though
I'm frozen 
I can still feel 
the pain 

Times like these 
I wish I could
just lose all 
circulation. 

I though he was 
immortal 
but I was wrong

He showed me
exactly how 
fragile humans are

I broke that day 
when he died 
piece by piece 
I fell to the ground

Like London bridges 
I fell down and kept falling
for too long 

It took a while for me 
to realize that he's gone
but I'm not. 

I'm fixable. 
Not all of me
will be exactly
the same.

But life is not over for me. 
Sometimes I still need to remember.
Maybe I'm still in recovery. 


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Going back in Time

Everything I see is gone
What should be loved just brings me pain
This loss in me has gone on far too long
Every second drives me insane

The sky is drifting past my eyes
All of life is far away
Whatever I do is just a lie
Another excuse for me to stay

I’ve found the reasons life exists
I know why we are here
But it’s too late for me to resist
The darkness makes this clear

The fear inside still speaks to me
It’s polluting all my dreams
This crying child can never see
As long as there’s such thing as screams

This is the last time I kill my pain
No more martyred days
I’ll close my eyes and lift the rain
Time will never be the same

The darkness fades into the light
Everything turns around
Pain is fading from my sight
Things that are, they’re turning back
Scars no longer burn my mind
There were never any lies
In the end I know I’ll find
I am now just part of the skies


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Happiness

Wash ur eyes
Wash ur hands
Take a deep breath and
Look at things around u
Do not let your minds off
Do not feel tends
Take a deep breath
Now watch the birds fly
roses bloom,sun smiles
grasses move,trees dance
All in complete glory
They know or may not know that 
Life is short lived that 
a day will come for them to perish
But they do not bother and enjoy
happily,
But the six sense creatures leave the present 
and keep worrying about future
so past is past,future is future,
present is with you be happy.
Take a deep breath
now see the happiness lies within U.


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Heaven and Earth

Here on a place called Earth 
The home of human birth 

Born to this world 
to learn and grow 
The path we take 
leading to and fro 

Till the time comes 
to leave mortality behind 
And with immortality 
a new path you will find 

It will take you to places 
found only in dreams 
And all things are as they seem 

Feeling the presence 
of those who care 
Receiving their knowledge 
as they share 

And once you know 
What to do and where to go 

Pass it on to those yet to learn 
Completing the circle full turn


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Shedding Skins

He shed what his skin gave to him
The warmth that leads to all his lies
And in its death he finds what begins
The nameless power of things inside

In his death he discovers the sky
Its cycle reminds him of what remains
The dance of daylight into the night
Spinning through them is where he stays

He broke through the pain that became his land
All his tears were shed within
He broke right through and reclaimed the sand
And in his death he found what begins

Not much love for what has passed
Only resolve for tomorrows sight
The weathers that favour his everything
He will walk on through shadows and light

His wisdom has carried his shield
And his body has sheltered his heart
The soul underneath still knows to feel
And in their deaths he will know where to start