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Shadows In My Mind

Darkness brings the shadows
Of places I have been
Memories loom in corners
Rattling in the wind
Sometimes whispers haunt me
Never letting go
Race across the star shine
Answers left unknown
Reaching blindly through the night
Someone to hold close
Only to find vapors
Drifting down like tears
Shadows never listen
'Till the morning light
Then I'll follow sunrise
Far into my mind

Then I'll follow sunrise

                          Far into my mind




02/09/13
© All Rights Reserved

Copyright © James Marshall Goff | Year Posted 2013

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Window to my soul

My mind is in a state of dilapidation locked in conflict with its obsession to prevent the exposure of emotions disillusioned by the phobia of tenacity Look deep through the windows of my soul and you will see chains fastened to my heart You only see the coruscation of my smile not the wounds inflicted deep inside Yearning to feel with pangs of hunger but, I cannot demolish the barriers Maybe one day a brave soul will venture close but, be warned about the storm that breeds If you have the courage - then come closer If not, then turn away now and don't look back The Silent One 3 November 2015

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015

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No dark shadows block what dreams may come...

.                               
                                      
                                        When I feel alone and sad
                                               lying on my bed
                                            I hold on to my pillow
                                                I close my eyes
                                                  I think of you
                                                     You are
                                        My Star, My Sun, My moon
                                               shining up my sky
                                           No dark shadows block
                                           what dreams may come
                                                    You are 
                                              all I ever wanted
                                          You take away my blue.
                                         When I feel alone and sad
                                        I dream away,Feeling myself
                                            Sleeping close to you
                                           You caress my cheeks
                                                You kiss my lips
                                       You whisper,"Love you true"
                                              You brush my tears
                                              My doubts and fears
                                                      You are
                                          My Star,My Sun,My moon
                                                shining up my sky
                                           No dark shadows block
                                          what dreams may come
                                                     You are
                                               all I ever wanted
                                          You take away my blue.
  



               Inspired by(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uJRLi73uGBE)
                           






Copyright © Celene Crescent | Year Posted 2010

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Black Rain

~BLACK RAIN~

Another rainy stormy night,
nothing will ever feel the same.
Thunder makes me fear with fright,
Theirs no way to call your name.
To be alone is no delight,
here I am alone with shame.
It runs trough me like day and night,
lonesome here for playing my game.
I wish you were here to hold me real tight.
Forgive me for I am  the only one to blame.

A darken rainy stormy night!
Here I whither away in the BLACK RAIN!
In that selfish moment, I did not realize,
all I was doing was causing myself pain.
You took and shook me with a big surprise!
And, showed me that my cheating had nothing to gain.
With you in distance I lose myself,
sitting all alone in the BLACK RAIN.

BLACK RAIN, BLACK RAIN!
Please stop the pain, it's my love I want to gain.

Tears from me you wouldn't take.
It was my fault to take the fall.
It does not mean my love to you was fake.
Without you I feel real small.
The hurt runs deep~Deeper than a lake!
The hurt runs high~Higher than the tallest wall!
The hurt is heavy~something you can't shake!
The hurt is like a mystery~you can't solve at all! 
BLACK RAIN!
How this cloud passes my days,
I have no one to blame
If I knew exactly what to say,
I would not be feeling all this pain.
BLACK RAIN,
is here to stay!
I have lost what took long to gain.

BLACK RAIN, BLACK RAIN,
please go away!
I want my lover to come back my way.

  ~SKAT POETRY~
     Oct-1996

inspired by  Rain Rain Go Away.... :)

Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2010

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Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 

Copyright © John Paluszek | Year Posted 2013

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Ragdoll

Heartbeat slows,
Limbs grow cold,
Memory recalling constant turmoil. 

Memories recanted,
Moments fade to blackness.
This is it. 
Time to release these demons. 

Red lines decorate your paper skin, 
No one knows the secrets within.
You’re so delicate. 
Fragile design, 
Hypocrites delight. 

Stitch up your seams, 
Don’t let them see you bleed. 
Wretched and torn, 
You’re hollow. 

Maybe when you’re gone, 
They’ll understand. 
Hindsight is always clear when measuring the aftermath. 

They didn't know you anyway, 
You know they never cared. 
Released from your endless despair.

Copyright © Angel Olmstead | Year Posted 2013

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The Light Shall Overcome The Night

When you find yourself alone in the shadows
Void of peace and tricked by deceit,
Know that light flushes out the dark
And there's a light deep within your heart

If you find yourself in a crowd blind of clear sights,
Remove yourself from their company, and find some light

It will always be darkest before dawn
So prepare yourself a light
Because darkness will surely come

For shadow shrouds over everyone and everything,
Never are you alone when the night comes to cling

We all share the same sun and the same moon
But with life comes fire, let us use it to banish the present gloom

Together, when we all contribute to the fire
We can create warmth and huddle around the campfire
Until this present darkness expires

Some may be lost within the pitch black, and absent day
Some may even run wild in search of prey 

But know this..
Within your heart can start a spark,
The smallest fire can give birth to soaring flames
So bright you might even forget the darkness even came

The light shall overcome the night, breaching through the skies
So hold fast to your light, whatever it may be
A candle, a torch, a lantern, or even the full moon shining across the seas

GOD never gives us more than we can handle
So hold strong to your BLAZING candles

Copyright © Justin Worthy | Year Posted 2015

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Why When We Sleep Do We Close Out the Dark?

Why when we sleep do we close out the darkness,
Which comes creeping and crawling within?
Still it finds it's way into our conscious,
Which fades as the daylight grows dim.

We close ourselves off from the nighttime,
Behind curtains, blinds, shutters and screens,
As we try to forget the day's time-line,
And surrender ourselves to our dreams.

Surely nighttime is perfect for sleeping,
When it's dark outside and in our heads,
As slowly that dream-state comes creeping,
While we're tucked up at home in our beds.

It should be the daytime we close out,
We can't sleep while we're facing the light,
Since surely the sun leaves a dream-drought,
So the best time to sleep is at night.

So for all who rise late in the daytime,
And for those who will rise with the lark,
The question I leave you in this rhyme;
Why when we sleep do we close out the dark?

Copyright © Owen J Thomas | Year Posted 2006

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Shades of Darkness

Shades of Darkness
touch my soul
I can feel it
devouring me whole
leave me be
let me drown
I'm the one
who let you down
do not expect
my loving devotion
do not believe
my apologies to you
for naught is right
with myself
and I must leave now
and carry my Shades of Darkness, too

Copyright © Destiny Jordan | Year Posted 2013

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Down

The sun is merely a chaperone to the darkness

Copyright © Adam Foley | Year Posted 2015

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dysfunctional

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

Copyright © Alex Duffy | Year Posted 2013

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I Wrote A Song Last Night

I wrote a song last night,
Oh yes I did,
The bittersweet words came to me 
As fast as a locomotive train...

About a girl from the wrong side of town,
Shooting up smack to calm her down,
She was unbelievable how she stared the devil in the eye,
I couldn't leave her side it was clear as day.

Now I know you must be thinking
I fell into a clichéd jam,
But the story you've not heard before
Quite like this.

She was a whore hooked 
On that funny stuff,
And the slag couldn't get enough of,
Even was up the duff.

So I wrote a song last night,
Oh yes I did,
Played it on the grand piano it sounded like a hit,
I couldn't talk too much about it before...

About a girl who'd fallen hard,
Her daddy had abused her,
Hell yeah! He raped her every night I heard,
She'd better keep her cursed mouth shut.

She'd best know the rules of the game,
Or else her daddy would beat her,
Black and blue he'd bruise his little shame,
If only I'd known how things were.

So I met a beautiful girl one late night
There on a lonely street she stood,
Her cloths were tattered, I asked if she was alright,
But I could see she wasn't feeling good.
 
This song is about her as true as can be,
It's clear as that night I found her,
Everything she told me broke me up inside I couldn't foresee,
She was running from her past as it were.
 
Maybe I could've rescued her I don't know,
But I met her after she ran away,
So here's my song about a girl hooked on slow,
That white powder, which had her betrayed!

This is the song I wrote
Let me sing it to you all day long,
It's a sad one every note,
'Cause she's dead it's so wrong.

But all is not lost for her eerie ghost it rides,
Uptown she haunts the men of sleaze,
If you wanna escape her destructive wrath you better 
Not be one of them who propagate disease.

At this point I think I've said enough,
There's just no use in going on,
You know she was rebuffed, and up the duff,
That whore knew she'd be frowned upon. 

Copyright © Charles Bernabi | Year Posted 2015

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The wailing guitar

Savoured roots at the tip of a spade
Dying leaves escape their own tree’s shade
We’re in a draught, spare me your tears
Unless you’re a portfolio full of shares

The land is levelled by green boots
Their orders given by black suits
Does anyone know who invented the book?
The written word whose hand knowledge shook?

I'm the wailing guitar's disconnected speaker
The cure found in the slip of a broken glass beaker
The trillions locked away in a vault of greed
The billions our fear safely breeds

I'm surrounded by a heat of hatred
My peaceful world's smouldering and defeated
Deep in lack of love's crippling frustration
Sunny days clouded in cold perspiration

Life is crawling down the barrel of a gun
In the firing line of death rays escaping the sun
I count my enemies in each empty shell
I pick it up to glimpse down the bottom of hell

I'm seen in forgotten memory
A lost entry in a 1939 Nazi diary
Left out to wet and dry like an old newspaper
Let me fly this wind fate's prepared proper

I was searching for peace and quiet
I couldn't afford to pay a requested quote
So I live up the slippery walls of a bleeding nose
Along the ear channel’s tunnelled noise

I hear whispered dark secrets
Confessions and prayers hummed and sacred
Shouted insults and empty threats
The clearing and swallow of a dry throat

Thabang J. Ngoma
13-12-2015

John lawless’s Where Echoes Hide - Poetry Contest 

Copyright © Thabang Ngoma | Year Posted 2015

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All we know

All we do is run
Our days pass in a blur
Bruised and battered
Bodies grow and minds shrink
And hope is gone
The days pass in a blur
Whole pieces of ourselves are gone
Heart dies
Shrinks humanity

Copyright © Misty Ann | Year Posted 2015

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Dark Shadow Island

I'm living in the boat on the ocean
No sun. No cigarettes
Tomorrow I will find you, my heart feels it
You know, you were the only one who I really loved in this dying world

Take my hand, let's break this town
My love, my love, my **** love
My heart was in my mouth
I want him. I am so sure

Don't hide from me, honey
Don't hide from the dark past
'Cause she is on the another side
She's waiting for you, baby

I said "Everything is going to be alright"
You said "It sounds like a lullaby from my mouth"
I was repeating it thousand times
But that dark past shadow ruined you

Take my hand, let's break this town
My love, my love, my **** love
My heart was in my mouth
I want him. I am so sure

I want him
I want him
I want him

Copyright © Gabija Paliulyte | Year Posted 2014

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Sometimes The Pain

I picked up the phone today
And I dialed your number
I didn't know what to say
So I hung up on the second ring
You see I thought that I could explain
But I just couldn't play through the pain
And you probably wouldn't have answered anyway
.
One drink wont make me forget 
It's gonna take me
About 10 more yet 
But I know by morning light
 your memory is gonna haunt me 
out of my mind
But I'm gonna try to drink you away
One more time 
Anyway
.
I'm haunted by the ghost of yesterday
Whiskeys' the only exorcist, to drive it away
But those Ol Demons just won't leave
They know too much about me they just won't go
And even though it only tortures my soul 
Sometimes this pain's the only friend I really know
.
One drink wont make me forget 
It's gonna take me
About 10 more yet 
But I know by morning light
 your memory is gonna haunt me 
out of my mind
But I'm gonna try to drink you away
One more time 
Anyway
And even though
They're killing this man
Sometimes they're the only friends I have that understand
There's no comfort in the pain of what might have been
.
One drink wont make me forget 
It's gonna take me
About 10 more yet 
But I know by morning light
 your memory is gonna haunt me 
out of my mind
But I'm gonna try to drink you away
One more time 
Anyway
And even though it only tortures my soul 
Sometimes this pain's the only friend I really know

Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2016

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Dark Of The Day And The Light In The Night

Can you see through the lies?
Maybe you can but still deny
Evil likes to hide in plain sight,
Silently killing us with a treacherous blight,
Invading us like a swarm of flies
They coat themselves with sugar, maybe we should revise

Everywhere are their alibis 
Hiding in plain sight,
Hidden are their devilish spies
Oh how they trick us and test our might
Appearing as UFO's in the sky
Trying are they, to cause a fright
And drag us away from the light

Demons are they who hide and fool our eyes
Oh how they persist and continue to fight
Why? Because they know their end is nigh
Can't you see they use our minds against us?
Watch out for these things and don't be quick to trust
What I've learned I will share and must
For I wish not for the world to fade to dust

They spread religion just to watch the word of GOD rust
Christianity is the faith and belief in the word of GOD
Not to be twisted by personal opinions into a flaw
Wide is the dragons maw
Vomiting on GODS pure law
Religion was created so that we may be divided
Ever conflicting so that we may be blinded

Its about our relationship with GOD and our neighbors
Not separating and turning into traitors
Love does no wrong to others
So treat your neighbors as sisters/brothers
Religion says you must earn salvation
But hasn't Christ already saved us from our own devastation?

Christ the great redeemer,
Uplifting the believer

Copyright © Justin Worthy | Year Posted 2015

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The Downward Spiral (with a nod to NIN)

She sees herself suddenly as a small girl
bare feet on the cold black and white tile
little toes curled
sees the white porcelain tub and
how pretty the light blue water was
so deep it almost came to her chin
as she climbed in

For hours she'd play with her dime store sailboat
loving it though it would hardly float
always taking on water
listing, never level
her wet skinny back hunched over
shoulder blades like primordial wings
every few minutes she'd have to shake the thing

Trying desperately not to break the spell
of pretend
and when
it was time to let the water out
she'd always stay to watch the water drain
weighing the emotional pain
both fascinated and horrified,
as the suction intensified,
by the force of the water
the unstoppable slaughter
waiting for the inevitable rotation
to begin
the dizzying spin

Slowly at first growing faster and faster
a miniature cyclonic water disaster

The dime store boat of course on its side
circling faster in the relentless tide

Then the drain would give a horrible belch
much satisfied with itself.

As she grew the tub got smaller
with shallower water
less and less room
for pretend to bloom.

Years later, dime store sailboat long forgotten,
life having been mostly rotten
working with the most cynical of cynics
ER nurses bitter that it's more like a clinic
runny noses and coughs that folks thought were urgent
working hard to save those who were truly emergent

Hearing from them the phrase: "circling the drain"
memories suddenly flooding the brain
almost able to feel herself as that young girl
watching the sailboat beginning to swirl

Feeling the blood drain, face going pale
she sees vividly the boat with its bright red sail
yellow hull and blue plastic deck
fine hairs rising on the back of her neck

She realizes now the fatigue of age
is from fighting the pull with defiant rage

The closer you get, the faster you spin
and soon the dark whirlpool draws you in

With a knowledge that seems to be purely primal
she now understands the downward spiral

And she knows that she will not put up a fight
she'd rather go silently in the dark of the night

And the dime store boat comes to rest on its side
so it's all come full circle at the end of the ride.

SADNESS
©Danielle White

Copyright © Danielle White | Year Posted 2008

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Hauntingly Beautiful

 I hear the noise of the silent crowd
they died in the course of this living curse
married to the obscene
even before they were born
they are burned alive
raped and slaughtered , the deathless death; the pitiless life
Terms and conditions applied
Poisonous Influential weather infecting the big mass
Survival is in highlight for all the types , Including u n I

Beat bang bugged ,stuck
The ruck been beat bang bugged, cut
bones broken shredded in the dirt
merciless spirits , fooled by the dark
packed in the sac, locked in the closet
covered in mud of sin
Break failed, fell in the muck
contaminated blood , bleed ,bled, bleeding; massive flood

Ancient riddles brought this time
and we are getting spent with this meaningless life
he who spreads the light
watching us from the sky up so high
jingling bell, jingling bell, ringing in my ear
from time to time ,
hold on , cold winter breeze blown
molded me from the malleable me
I am still to b out of the evil shell
cursed with an evil spell
generations misguided
to believe in living in fallacious ways
break the societal seal
Play dead and
follow the invincible footprints
Shall we be guided
unto the top of the hills
where our heart can rest in peace.

Copyright © anjanjyoti bhattacharjya | Year Posted 2015

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Comparisons, not to be satisfied

Shall I compare, my scars, 
Sheathing my heart, 
To a turbid day? 
Nor an art drawn in sheaves with swords? 
Or even a watertight stopping the flow of fall? 

Shall I compare, 
To a wayward wind, 
Wearisome, dipping in wax of pains;
Or a weal, wetting the fires of grief? 

Shall I compare, 
To an unprovoked epic? 
Nor an unreadable murk of fate. 

Or shall I portray, 
Like unfathomable warbles of incomplete mellows. 

Obscure the ails are, 
Like watercress on land ;
Or Maybe a shoes of a wayfarer 

Shal I compare, 
To a Moss in a waterbed, 
Or a towpath in the mid of a desert. 

Shall I compare, 
To paltry shovels of palladium to stop the pacemaker. 
Or maybe a flaw left by a pachyderm's tooth;
Nor shadows of whiskers like watersheds in a whey ;
Or a waif wagtail's tears on waffles. 

Shall I, 
To lachrymal jades, being clawed by pens of aghast..... 

Couldn't staunch, the wet marks and my comparisons 
Even though they are not satisfying ;
They are too depth, as my feelings goes on and on....

Copyright © Yeshwant Sridhar | Year Posted 2016

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Havana Girls

Havana girls, cherry hearts
Bad girls from Mars
Miss july, mad money
Say hey-yeah, hey-yeah

Glitter is a girl’s best friend
Only a pair of diamond earrings can make me happy
Gold and fur completes my soul
Cleopatra and diamond lust

Corals in my eyes and love is in my hair
I’m a girl with pearl earrings, a girl with golden eyes
I see a stripper with a pink wig and cat eyes
Oh, hello little daisy

Havana girls, cherry hearts
Bad girls from Mars
Miss july, mad money
Say hey-yeah, hey-yeah

Coconut taste on my lips
Red roses in my garden
Teen-age gangsters
And I’m feeling like I’m home again

Palm springs, fairy wings
Hey there, Little Red Riding Hood
Misery loves whiskey turns on my soul
Don’t judge me and say hey-yeah, hey-yeah

Havana girls, cherry hearts
Bad girls from Mars
Miss july, mad money
Say hey-yeah, hey-yeah

Havana girls, cherry hearts
Bad girls from Mars
Miss july, mad money
Say hey-yeah, hey-yeah

Copyright © Gabija Paliulyte | Year Posted 2016

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Put a bullet in my brain

Put a bullet in my brain
as the rain sweeps her out of my arms
and places her into another's.
Put a bullet in my brain
for I don't want to see love slip away
please end my suffering,
for I don't want to dare see her in the arms of another man.

I fear the tear that slips away from my soul
and touches the ground with a splash
as she is washed away by the lashed memories of the rain,
please, someone put a bullet in my brain.

I can't bear to see her with another man
laying in his arms
as he charishes her beauty
just like I did to her.
As she smiles and laughs at his jokes
my heart would not bare the sorrow and pain
that would tare my heart apart into pieces of tainted love.
Please tell the rain to stop,
as the pain grows when rain comes down,
please someone end my suffering,
put a bullet in my brain
and stop the rain
that washes away every memory of her.

Stop saying you miss me
and just kiss me
for I can't take the pain
of the rain that takes you away.
Kiss me and stop saying you miss me
for those are useless words to me.
Love is where it's at, so show me.
Don't go with him, he'll treat you wrong.
Love and laugh with me till the break of dawn
as we yawn the long night away.

Kiss me and don't say you miss me.
For if you go away from me,
I couldn't bare to take a tear and waste it away.
Tears, sweet tears crying for you,
doesn't that mean anything to you?
I ask you, stop the rain,
stop the pain and put that bullet in my brain.

Let the red blood flow from my temples.
Let the plow dig my grave,
for I can't bare to see you with another
in his arms, him kissing you, where I kissed you.
I can't take it, I have to make it,
make that pain go away.
Prayer didn't help, God turned a blind eye
when I came up and said why!
Put that bullet in my dome
and when I lay in the coffin, looking at the roof of the church
you come and kiss me, and then you can really say
that you'll miss me.

Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2013

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Santa's Seeing Red

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Santa’s Seeing Red

Late one evening up at the pole
Santa was watching TV
He shook his head as he started for bed
After seeing how people could be
All night long he tossed and turned
I guess he just couldn’t let go
He saw a sleigh and watched burn
As it sat there in the snow
When he woke He realize 
That Christmas was actually dead
He couldn’t sleep with those sugarplums 
Dancing inside his head, Now it’s said
      Santa’s seeing red

That next morning, Santa was warming
His hands by a fireside
Someone had set the toyshop a flame
But there was no one,  to blame in site
The elves then noticed the deer were gone
Someone must have let them go
But they never seemed to take noticed 
There were no tracks left in the snow
That same day they had a feast 
But not a single word was said
About were all the meat came from
That was stuffed inside the bread, with Christmas dead
      Santa’s seeing red

After dinner Santa stood up
And laid off all of his crew
He said the world was so screwed up
There was nothing He could do
He said that people hearts were colder
Much colder than the Arctic’s air
They're filled with greed, and blind to the needs 
Of poor people everywhere, 
So Father Christmas will be no more
For the little girls and little boys
They can say goodbye to all of those treats 
And all those fricken' toys,  Because instead
     Santa’s seeing red

So when the twenty-fifth rolls by
You can treat it like another day
Santa’s found a new hometown
And a different game to play
He now sits back upon a beach
With women and booze he likes
Forgetting about frozen toes
And all of those silent nights 
So don’t you pout and you better watch out
For that lump of coal instead
You did your part now add to your cart
All the things that I’ve just said, and where it’s lead
     To Santa’s seeing red

Some say that giving is more blessed
And better than to receive
Santa will put you to the test
And see what you believe
So pass a man who’s homeless
Without reaching for a little doe
For what you do might follow you 
No matter where you go
Now you’re sitting on Christmas eve
Just thinking about what I’ve said
You’ll all miss your shiny gifts
But not the people without bread,  so stay bed
         Cause Santa’s seeing red
                        
So don’t look at the poor folks
Just look the other way
And Christ won’t be the only one
That’s missing on Christmas day, 
Just drink until you’re merry
And feast until you’re full
He knows that you’ve been naughty
Cause he’s not gullible 
So when you see him on the street
It’s a sight that you should dread
Cause he knows all your sins
And they're stored inside his head or so it’s said
         Santa’s seeing red


Now it’s time to anti up 
And dig into your stash
If you want him to stay quiet
Better cough up a little cash
And I think that you’ll remember
Christmas time every year
It’s time to give to Santa
Or live in constant fear
So you had better be real nice
And kick in a little bread
And you’ll better not think it twice
Or your reputation will be dead, like I said
Santa’s seeing red










Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2014

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Dawn

Trying to hold our love together
'Seems I'm doing all the talking
She only stares and listens
Is she thinking about walking

'Been three long hours since midnight
And we're still so far apart
Oh I wonder which will break first
Dawn...or my heart

I watch her gaze fall away
To her bags on the hallway floor
Her eyes make their way past memories
To our bedroom door

Is it staying or leaving fears
What are those tears for
Oh I wonder which will break first
Dawn...or my heart

Dawn means everything to me
She's all that ever matters
Starts my day with sunshine
Makes the nights so much better

Now I'm begging her ......please
Don't leave me in the dark
Oh, I wonder which will break first
Dawn...or my heart



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Copyright © Chuck Melugin | Year Posted 2014

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Special

To capture the attention everyone else gets but you
You do whatever you can to get it
Even if its bad
You continue to do it
To get the attention you never had
And the attention you will never get
You want the perfect body and soul that everyone else has
You want to feel important... special
So you seek for a better
Much higher thing
What you need
You dont quite know
But you decide that
You will do whatever it takes to make you happy
And sometimes
That means..
suicide
Sometimes it means
Shooting someone
Because the hole inside your heart needs filled
And thats the only thing you ever had
The only thing you see
The only thing that someone gave to you
The thing that got everyone talking about you
The thing that got everyone to even look at you
So if you decide to kill someone
You kill yourself afterwards
Because you felt lonely again
You felt that no one was watching you
That no one even cared 
Then you think about all the things that 
Bugged you
And you pull the trigger
Then theres no more you
Next time someone sees you
You will be on the news
Where now you are special
And important

Copyright © Orlin Collier | Year Posted 2012

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The Fisherman

Written January 17, 2011


Sit down in an empty room
No one makes a sound
Unless I ring the alarm and sound all the sirens
The angel of darkness swoons to reel in its catch
If he leads, then I'll follow suit
Preacher preach to me now, while I'm being lifted off of the ground

Rhetoric can't raise the dead
So pull me back before he reels me in with steady hands and fills my mind with lead
I'll leave my best regards to all of those who tried to snap his line in attempts to reel me back
But friends are only friends

You can throw me in an ambulance but as soon as you close the doors
I'll be gone into the weight of my regrets
Following the angel of death into the darkest depths
Until I see the light of all that's left

But at what point do I cross the line in the sand?
How do I know that this could just be the roll of the tide whispering in my ear?
Oh how it digs into my mind
Torn between which side of brightness I will find

Split between the bony hand of disconnect and the flabby flesh of past regret
There I remain waiting for a miracle, looking for a sign
Or am I too far for miracles, am I too blind for signs?
Oh have I let the artist down?

Copyright © Brandon Carter | Year Posted 2014

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Kingdom Lost

In summertime, the ivy climbs,
and hides the castle wall.
The king dreams of late,
that the sea is so great,
and yet - his boat is so small.
As swift as a fox and
dark as a raven on wing,
seven hundred soldiers march  
into the valley of the king.
Long overdue, a battle ensues
flanking the powers that be.
Children cry, and good men die, 
the monarch is now on his knee…
Soon the horsemen alone 
try to maintain the throne.
But the long way around
is the shortest way home.
The evening is filled
with chaos and smoke,
and the kingdom is 
stunned by it all…
Soon the sun will go down,
and in spite of his crown, 
the king will undoubtedly fall…
His rival’s strength
was mistaken,
by a king overtaken,
his life is now but a pawn.
His authority lifted,
the power has shifted –
an era of glory is gone…
 
 
 

Copyright © Cole Banner | Year Posted 2013

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Silver Ships

Written May 31, 2013


The sun does rise
Over silver ships sailing in the sky
Rain on down on our parade
In a concrete jungle
The kids come out to play
Masked by this dreadful masquerade

A cosmic dance where stars collide
The kids and parents run to hide
Shelter from the enemy above
Who light up the sky with lightning bugs

The land is dark and the sky is black
Mothers pray the birds will not come back
Be it by barren land or vicious sea
Lord just hear our plea

The sun does rise
Over silver ships sailing in the sky
Rain on down on our parade
In a concrete jungle
The kids come out to play
Masked by this dreadful masquerade

Copyright © Brandon Carter | Year Posted 2013

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Solipsist

Let the Deicide commence.

You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart is beating out of your chest!
And you have slayed the ones whom would love you for anything less
Ready to consume the final fragments of innocence,
And for you there is no forgiveness,
On your knees pleading, screaming to a tyrant in the skies;
The father of lies.

I will never be enslaved in your superiority
The people agree: jaded of your false dichotomies.
Know: I will be whomever nature intends to be
Apollo and I will share our dreams,
and you will be forced to see
your failure!

I know who you are...
Readily the first to present your scars
Chained by some despot or mental czar
An emotional homunculus in your mind, behind bars
Reluctant to escape - even when proven fake
Your demented mind - depths no one will penetrate!
 
...And you see me suffering
Not caring of any casualties
Just as long you recieve your safeguard of sympathy
So very wary of the masses and their Anarchy; Liberious ways

Solipsist - Is there no one you can see?
Even if she was presented burning?
Solipsist - Is there no one you can believe?
Even if Sophia was screaming?
Solipsist - Know you have killed and abused me
Imprisoned in your own  personal reality 



Copyright © Wyatt Loethen | Year Posted 2013

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Lacerated Wings

They are bound to the Earth like trees
Suffocating under the weight of an icy grave 
Reaching to be free, but only their limbs are seen
Hoping that one day someone will see:
They can't escape with lacerated wings

The ocean surrounds me, covering everything
Nothing will be clearly seen; confusion overwhelming
No-one can save you, you're on your own, left to die
Manipulating every bleeding heart you can find
I can't escape with lacerated wings.

Swarms of nets, waves of screams 
Entangle: your captive illusions and dreams
The mask has be seared - The truth now they see
The Liar - Vampiric Fiend; lowly thief
And now they know you can't escape with Lacerated Wings

There's reasons for your rejections:
Your Heavy heart's transferred oppression
The scars are too deep to pass the trials
But you can find peace in your cage of empty spirals
You Cannot Escape With Lacerated Wings

Copyright © Wyatt Loethen | Year Posted 2013