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For One Pass Of Your Breath


you write your words and they make me cry you write those word and you know i die but i've died so often now i held you in my arms while you smelled my hair i saw that pretty little smile you saved for me we always ran  too wild to walk it takes two to tango only one to pirouette when you did your round about turned over every single  leaf left me out alone in the dead of spring or  was it winter,  it must of been 'cause i know i almost froze you kissed me back when we first met we kissed a lot way back then how you loved my lips the touch of my skin your thick black mane  how you'd whip it back exposing yourself all bare we never turned off the lights or ever said hush do you still own those dice the ones in gold with embedded gems in black you use to love to roll them  rolled those snake eyes that bit i'd swallow the poison like lemonade stripped naked, handcuffed and whipped your ceramic nails tearing at me my flesh on them  the blood on my back i didn't know   wore my white shirt 'till someone screamed from behind it was red i dripped on the floor like a lit candle melted like a witch drenched in Dorothy's water you clicked your ruby heels and you were gone i wasn't in Kansas anymore walked around with a briefcase  in my Armani suit i never shed a tear bedded woman half my age they lined up in droves  to be with this broken man i would yell like a cowboy riding a bucking bronco and i never fell i was the man  everybody told me so i would smile shyly   thank them their praise but i knew who i was make no mistake every rodeo has its clowns  I wasn't the matador even though I spoke fluent bull the only knifes i carried were in my back do you remember my white shirt the whole time i justified me to me by not thinking by not talking by not listening by not wishing  or even dreaming we both knew there was a gun in my briefcase we both knew I would never use it didn't own any bullets still i pulled the trigger some joy in that  pointed to my head click, nothing  and when I saw you yesterday and I held my breath for longer then I ever had i thought the room would never stop spinning i remember we spoke how i saw it in yours eyes as plain as day regret you knew of my success how fine i looked in my silk woven garb you said drinks? but i looked at my watch asked for a raincheck you'd have none of it and i think your teeth fell out when i walked          anyways I didn't understand your look you knew i had a backbone you know i never flinch that's the story of life take it when you got it with some guys there are no be backs my legs were like led as i walked away and i could hear your tears but i don't care much for phonies you threw it all away when you decided  to look the other way it broke me inside i'd never be the same i never turned to look  yesterday slept the same as always four hours tops nothings changed i'd give my right arm for one pass of your breath  against my lips but my soul? never!...i'll live with the pain. and other man stare and other man wish quietly yearning to be me you know i want to laugh success is like a flashy book cover the cover is what sells the book nobody bothers to read it but they know the jacket by heart set up a turnstile in my house watch the ladies come and go never let them get close never invite the nice ones the good ones the real ones never want to hurt anyone never want them to hurt like me to hurt like me hurt like me like me me? i'd give my right arm for one pass of your breath  against my lips... Maurice Yvonne 27~10~2014 Dadirector's Free Style Uncut
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Copyright © Maurice Yvonne

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I Think Of You - An Alternative Universe - 6


From childhood it was a world of two...you and I...
I leaned lightly, leisurely against your heart and you let me in.

We were five I use to draw you rose scented flowers
using an ordinary led pencil. Youth! The world was ours.

Seven!  I know that was the first time I saw you blush.
I whispered a song for you so no one else would hear.

Oh when we were nine! The potato sack race.  I entered with Lisa.
 You gave me that look. Oh that look!  And you  left without a word.

At eleven years old I had my "magic wink". "A Magic Wink" you'd
say sarcastically.  How it made you giggle to make fun of it.

It was at thirteen we decided to burn the gym floor with our moves.
Our first dance.  You stole my breath. Emptied the room of oxygen.

Fifteen...we started running and my God we ran and ran...
our shoe prints dug into the concrete. It was then I knew. Forever.

Then suddenly at seventeen in the slip of time you left, dissapeared.
Stunned! I slept through the next two years even in the full light of day.

At nineteen I swam an endless pool but even the chlorine couldn't
clear your scent from my memory as my spirit filled out hard as steel.

Was it on my twenty first birthday you showed up? You showed up
 tried to hug me hello. Silent! Cold! I turned and walked away.

Was I still twenty one when I apologized for that day. When you asked 
for an explanation. I recited false words but we both knew. Hurt for hurt.

Then at twenty five we still had issues to work out. I asked you bluntly 
why you cut me loose in the prime of our youth. You my first and only.

I asked the question that burned in my gut. Without words your eyes spoke. 
You were still in love with me. There was only me. I your first and only.

Finally our lips met to never part again. Left to wonder why, I accept our 
lives without an answer. My love was that. Why would I have let you go?

Older than old now. One last time you leave. Death makes this choice. 
Alone again I remember how I never knew why once you left.

Not everything  is explained or understood,
like music by a one arm man playing a violin.

I sport my blank stare. Naked is the body of life.
Mystery sings blind the song of the lark!

and I...

i think of you.



March 29 2015
Armand




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Yesterday Love Was Such An Easy Game To Play


Yesterday, I went home for lunch, I never go home for lunch. When I got to our apartment  I don't know why but I didn't reach for my key.  Francine was at work and I always leave last in the morning.  I was sure I had locked the door but I didn't reach for my key. I reached for the door knob and turned. The door was open.  I don't know how I knew. The moment I entered I knew.  I froze. I could feel it, smell it, hell I could taste it. I started walking but my muscles wouldn't move,  my lungs were grasping for air  for some oxygen  some sweet, sweet oxygen but I could barely breathe. “Leave!” I told myself but I kept walking. Not really walking,  it was like moving through mud,  like a slow motion scene in a movie.  But this wasn't a movie.  This was my life and I could feel it slipping away  from my grasp. I heard noises! Francine.  I had heard those noises a hundred times before,  they were the sounds of an Angel  but this was no heaven  this was my own private nightmare. The moans traveled through the muck in the air  amplified like the hiss from a distorted speaker.  It mocked me over and over again. Climbing a mountain might have been easier  but I finally reached the bedroom, and there they were, and there she was. I knew, I knew the moment I entered the apartment.  Why hadn't I just turned back?  I could barely see, my eyes were blurry,  covered in layers of my own tears. I could see her  I knew I had never seen him before. They were naked and in our bed.  Naked in OUR BED! How do you that? How do you cross the line to that extreme? You'd think the green eyed monster  would control my actions from here on in.  I did see green! I was insanely jealous but I didn't want to end up the morning headline in the newspaper. That monster jealousy was by my side but I took charge.  I'd have to keep him at bay, at least for now. You'd think I would be mad, I wasn't. You'd think I'd curse and call her whore. I didn't! Being cut open alive must be lest painful than this.   This hacked away at my spirit,  tore away at my self worth. I felt like a pile of worthless shreds. I spoke I mean my lips moved and words came out... I think.  I think I said,  I'm not sure it all happened so fast, she never spoke. I could see the shame on her face  she didn't need to speak,  but, but I think I said 'Sorry... I said Sorry and I left. I wandered for what seemed hours,  it was minutes.  It wasn't like I was meandering to a different drummer;  there just wasn't any music anymore. I was moving to the rhythm of the beating of my own heart.  Like a broken record it was skipping, like a broken record it played  in a loop of repetitive monotony. I suffered in my circled steps  until I couldn't stand it any more. I found just enough strength  to return to the apartment. I knew she was gone  I already felt the emptiness in my whole. We'd never see each other again. We had been so much. She was a big part of my life. She was the love of my life. I would never love anyone like that again. So much of her was me. I thought she was my soul mate. We let go of all of it. There is a feeling of betrayal. A feeling of disgust. A jealousy that takes over. I'd never look at her the same again. Everything she ever did from that day on would always make me suspicious. Jealousy would rule me. Jealousy should never rule anyone. If you can't trust the people in your life, friend or lover, you need to remove that person from your life. You have to remove that person out of your life. Trust, is the only gift we can offer. Friend, lover or stranger! People can trust me. My word is my bond. I let her go,  I really didn't have a choice I would never be the same again. She was gone. She had left a note. It said Sorry! Sorry! We both were. Maurice Yvonne 11~30~2014 Sponsor: Verlena S. Walker Contest Name: The Green-Eyed Monster 
 

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As Comfortable As Possible

Closure eludes my clasp 
Love wilts, somehow lasts
The destination beyond my grasp

The dream decays day by day 
Your light, which never fades
Simply stopped shinning my way 

Castrating chains of second chair
Faithfull, I wither for you there 
Sucking stale stagnant air

Barely beating beneath my breast
My heart, now a hospice 
Gently lays it all to rest

Lightly felt faintly heard
Pumping, pain-numbing words
Its over…its over…   its over 

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C'est La Vie


They had fought. He left without a word... ...while she was sleeping. She threw on the gown she had worn for him the night before, pushed off the china vase and blooms he had given her. She watched them fall in...s l o w...m o t i o n, listened to them crash to the floor... ...sat on the window sill, where the bouquet and container had been. She proclaimed to the world "c'est la vie!". She was alone but at least... ...she was the only flower.
22~10~2014 Sponsor: Judy Konos Contest Name: c'est la vie

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne

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Love story part 4

Mathias works long and hard to convince the authorities to let her seek asylum in his country, months go by and without even a single communication, he becomes frustrated,
 
“Do your eyes still long to see me? 
Even when you close them, is it me they see?
Do your lips still long to kiss me?
Does your tongue still 'sigh' my name?
Does your nose still long for my aroma?
Does your ear drum still beat faster when your ears hear my voice?
Does your hair and cheeks still long to be caressed by my fingers?
Does your neck still long to be kissed by my lips?
Do your hands still want to clasp together with mine?
Do your breasts still want to comfort my heavy head?
Do your shoulders still want to feel my tears?
Does your lap still want me to lay my head up on it?
Does your heart still beat faster when I appear?
Does your mind still want to connect with mine?
Does your body still want to be embraced by my arms?
Is it me you search for?
Am I the one you desire?
Or does your heart no longer connect with mine,
has it become numb since you said goodbye.”
 
Imaani waits patiently for her beloved to return, even though her health is deteriorating, she remembers their first meeting with fondness,
 
“My beloved, you are more lovable than love,
you are my life today and in the next life,
that is why I could die in your love,
as I know at the end it will only be us.
 
I remember the first time you touched me,
your silky smooth hands invigorated my soul.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood up,
you gave me goose bumps and sent shivers down my spine.
 
Never before have I seen beauty like yours,
when I look at you, it leaves me breathless.
I have drowned in your eyes constantly,
but, I am saved when your radiant voice speaks to me.
 
There will never be enough words that describe what you mean to me,
there will never be a time when these eyes tire of you.
I wish I could hold you forever, let you fall asleep in my arms,
I wish I could merge with you and be adjoined infinitely.
 
Nobody could ever replace you, the feelings are too strong,
life is not worth living, if living is without you.”
  
Finally, Mathias travels back to Imaani to bring her home with all relevant documents.  However, as he returns Imaani is nowhere to be found...  After days of searching he discover that Imaani has died due to severe malnutrition.  He is heartbroken and feels it is the end of the world and contemplates suicide.  A doctor finds him and passes over a note that Imaani had left for him and it reads,

This life is a fraud...
Full of nothing but deceit..
This world has lost its glory...
Leaving little reason to be...
For life has treated me like a stone upon a path..
Whoever walked by kicked me out of the way...
However, I still remain standing..
Despite all those arrows fired my way...
I may be flung from path to path..
But upon my journey I remain..
For those who belittle me now..
Laugh, as I assure you I will have the final say..
These tears I shed today..
Will return to haunt you someday..
For the glory I seek, is not here ...
But far away..
For one day, I will return..
To the beginning, from where I came...

Slowly, he falls into the depths of darkness and despair... Secluding himself from the world and contemplating death... A white dove lands on his window and just stares right at him and at that moment, he realises it is time to say goodbye..

A dove flew by,
reminding me of your love.
Its been a long time,
since a tear escaped my eye.
You've gone,
but your memories remain.
My heart remains stagnant,
it may never love again.
They say romance is dead,
that true love never lasts forever..
My love for you has never changed,
as my heart could never accept another.
Some say love is a temporary emotion,
but, I still feel your love, it will last forever.
I can still feel you, 
your thoughts consume my mind.
I long for our reunion, maybe not today,
but soon and it will be forever...

(sound of shot gun)

The End.
The Silent One. 20 August 2015.

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My Song

~Not Like Me~

When you were first put into my arms,
I begged God, to make you nothing like me
For my sins, ask for no transformation
This is my song, my meditation

Look at my face
Where has it all gone,
You no longer desire to be a part my song

Look at my life, 
The toll, hasn't been paid
I'm the one suffering everyday

The vengeance of eternal flames, 
  sit near the empty hearth
Burning my needs to hold you once more,
I need you more than you'll ever know

Now, Look at me, I'm 53 and have no where to go
Everyone I know, awaits in a place of gold
Unlike you, you're too busy growing old 
------ Not Like Me!!!

Singing a song, that accentuate's the mind,
I have no one to blame, I neglected all the signs
Hoping the rain would slowly die off

Today here I lay, wondering where I went wrong
I implored God, to cause you nothing like me
I have a heart that forgives, and tries to forget
I kneel, and I give, and I treat others with respect
My compassion, I measured in the poorest way

I judged my life worse than the others did 
Now why did I ask ---- Not Like Me!
For my sins, ask for no translation
This is my song, my speculation

The dreaded conclusion of this song, 
All I can say, "Be careful what you ask for."
At the end, all I can say, I got what I asked for
Someone, who's Not Like Me.........................

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Love story part two

Part two: Outbreak of civil war

Imaani’s world is falling apart around her.  Protests against a dictatorship government go out of control as activists are brutally killed.  Rebel groups are formed and a civil war breaks out between rebels and the government.  Imaani’s life is in danger as her father is a political activist.  Her father is arrested and her mother dies after a local shopping centre is bombed. 
 
Oh my beloved, I must leave you now.  War has broken and I must hide myself from the world.  Be patient my beloved, if our love is true we will be together soon.  
 
Mathias is heartbroken and alone once again,
 
“Don’t tell me love hurts,
It hurts just like death.
Everyone has a love story,
But my story I can never tell.
No one ever taught me how to love,
I only learned through experience.
Loss leads to pain, sorrow and no hope for tomorrow,
If pain is temporary, then why do i feel hollow?
No one ever told the truth to me,
About growing up, and the troubles I would face.
Everything I was taught,
had not prepared me for this.
Love is like the sun,
The closer you get, the quicker you burn.
Lies and betrayal will destroy your trust,
Your mind will be at war and there will be no peace.
Maybe it was never meant to be,
especially when you feel you never tried hard enough.
So, is it better to let dreams fade away?
To break two hearts, that are meant to be?
With so many doubts and so many questions,
I guess I will never know the true answers
In a society where love can be a taboo,
A beautiful love, sometimes cannot blossom
What kind of world do we live in?
When society cannot let you be you.
So don’t tell me love hurts,
It hurts more than anything.”
 
As the war becomes more brutal, a refugee crisis hits the country.  Imaani is forced to leave her home,
 
“Society has shunned me and I feel neglected,
I am like a foreigner, so it is time to say goodbye.
There is nobody here of mine, so I will be leaving,
colourful memories have faded away, all I see is gloom.
 
All those I loved have been stolen from me,
taken away by the evil brutality of man.
Their voices still echo around me,
their screams continue to traumatise me.
 
Derelict streets and buildings are all around me,
with haunting sounds of happiness and laughter.
All around me is pain and cries of injustice,
atrocities that the world turned a blind eye to.
 
All has been lost, so I guess I will be leaving,
disappearing behind a trail of sadness and sorrow.
I will soon be forgotten as will my childhood memories,
forced into an unknown fate as I become part of the Diaspora.”
 
Mathias’s world is falling apart.  He loses his job and falls into depression at the sudden loss of his soul mate,
 
“Life is a poisoned chalice, full of betrayal and hypocrisy,
an evil society which breaks your heart and then mocks you.
My destiny is a deceitful one, full of deception and regret,
there is no happy ending, this is no enchanting fairy tale.
I feel no love and have been left all alone,
nobody really understands, so I hide myself from them.
I have become indulged in a dimension of deepest despair,
within an abyss, where darkness is my only loyal friend.
so many tears have been shed, I have drowned myself in sorrow,
I am drowning in what feels like the deepest ocean and I cant swim.
I am falling, but no one is there to catch me,
my emotions are out of control, my mind is betraying me.
My heart is so fragile and sensitive, it is hurt by the smallest thing,
these voices in my head are driving me insane.
I am going crazy, when will it all end,
as no longer do I have the strength to carry on.
As every sigh becomes deeper, I contemplate my fate,
is life really worth living, what do I have to live for?
Help me please, no go away, leave me alone!
I await the final betrayal, so then I can say goodbye forever,
I will leave without a trace, without an explanation.
But, please forgive me, I never meant any harm,
I can't help it, I'm falling,
falling,
falling,
and no one can catch me now.”
 
Months go by and there does not seem to be any end to the war.  The powers of the world stand by and look on, not intervening as they have no political gain from the conflict.  The refugee crisis increases with overflowing refugee numbers in camps around neighbouring countries.  Imaani, has not eaten for days and is a shadow of the woman, she used to be,
 
 
“Do you hear my call?
 
Here, I stand,
battered and bruised.
Thirsty, hungry and confused,
do you hear my call?
Look into my eyes,
they have ran dry, no more tears.
The world has become blind,
they do not see my suffering.
The world has become deaf,
they do not hear my call.
So hungry, that I cannot sleep,
so tired, that I cannot sleep.
Life is a chance of luck,
a child born into luxury,
a child born into poverty,
sadly, a definition of what is to come.
soon, I will be gone,
but my plight, must never be forgotten.”
 
Part three: The union
 
Imaani has not forgotten the love of her beloved even with her life in extreme danger and close to death she calls out,
 
“I was never a poet, 
but your vision became my poetry,
I had heard about love,
but only your existence turned me into a lover.
 
I thought romance was dead,
but, your companionship, seduced me into a romantic.
I was never a musician,
but, now I compose melodies to describe what I feel for you.
I was never a believer,
but, your beauty made me believe, now I worship you.
 
I have never asked for anything from God,
I enjoin my hands and pray for your return.
I search for you with every sunset,
I search for you with every sunrise.
 
They mock me and say you will never return,
soon you will forget and love again.
Happiness or sadness, no matter where, my love will never change,
for those whose love is true, devotion always remains.”
 
A voice whispers into the ear of Mathias,
“Do you think you have time? Go to her, to your beloved.”
 
To be continued...

The Silent One. 20 August 2015.
 

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Love story part 3

After watching the refugee crisis and the outbreak of war in her country, Mathias joins a charity organisation and joins a convey of ambulances delivering aid to camps.  Camp after camp he searches for his beloved,
 
“Oh beloved, the one who holds my heart,
I have travelled the world seeking you.
Through stormy seas, across death ridden deserts,
climbed the highest mountain and walked though troubled jungles.
Yet, still I struggle to find you, some say I've gone mad, 
but I know you exist as I can feel you through my pulsating heart.
The chapters of my love story have not yet began,
but I know this is more than a Romeo and Juliet affair.
This is not about a boy and a girl, falling in love forever,
this is about a mere mortal connecting with a Goddess like Venus.
Two hearts connected through a spiritual existence,
awaiting the fate of the magical union of touch.
My passion is like that of a magnificent waterfall,
only you can extinguish this endless flame of carnal desire.
Come, let me adore you, I am a devotee to your love,
come, let me burn inside you, I am the curator of your flower garden.
I yearn for you, like a sinner begs for forgiveness,
I want to cherish you, to die inside you.
Don't deny it, this is fate, I live for you and you for me,
honour me with your presence and feel my love.”
 
Imaani waits patiently for her beloved, to be connected, but with no internet or phone, she feels all is lost,
 
'oh beloved, where have you gone?
The echoes of your voice still haunt my mind.
I'm calling your name, but you don't hear me,
my tongue never tires from it.
But, my soul feels restless,
it dances alone in the pale moonlight.
My eyes turn to you,
they need guidance, but are blinded by your disappearance.
My heart falls upon deafness of the ears,
Which tire from its cries. 
It's beating, but only to call your name.. 
The blood may rush around, but nothing excites the mind.... 
Until you reappear...'
 
Mathias starts to become frustrated, thinking Imaani may have died, yet still holds a little hope in his heart,
 
“My beloved,
the one that resides within my heart...
I've never met you,
yet I still miss you...
The world longs for things,
which have become immune to me
I only long,
for the reunion with my beloved...
I've become silent,
For i know they don't understand
I have loved you,
before the beginning of time..
Before, this world,
We floated amongst the stars...
I anticipate,
to be intoxicated by your aroma...
Where ever I go,
It seems the path will lead me to you....
Even though you are so far,
you have my heart in the palms of your hands...
My loyalty is with you,
as you hold the key to the doorway
I know within my heart,
This life can’t keep us apart..”
 
Then as fate and destiny have a funny way of turning out, Imaani catches a glimpse of what could be her beloved.  She rubs her eyes and walks towards him and calls his name,
 
My beloved has come,
the sight, 
has left me breathless,
left me speechless...
My body is full of passion,
for the reunion...
for, my beloved is here,
nothing else matters,
nothing else exists...
Now, my soul is at peace,
now I am home...
 
Tears roll down both of their eyes as they embrace.  Mathias holds his weak beloved in his arms, promising never to let go. They hold each other for what seems like eternity. Share many stories and after a long time both of them smile,
 
“Oh beloved,
I heard your call..
 
Some say I am bad, whilst some say I am good
But, I know you will keep my honour,
after all, I am only yours..
 
Oh beloved,
the world has never known a love like ours..
The world only knows my name, as I seek you..
 
Nobody knew me, before the sorrow of love
But, your memory has written our love story...
 
I do not fear the world will change
My life is with you, please don't change..
 
So, here I am once again
So, hear my lovers call
My sorrowful story, my pains from society...
 
For this world will remember me, because of your love
For, ever since, I have become yours,
Life now has a new meaning...
 
Today, I finally achieved my dream,
and tomorrow, there will a brand new love story.”

Part four: Time for goodbye
 
Sadly, Mathias has to leave as he needs to return home.  He promises to take her with him when he returns, but must return to complete all the correct documentation.
 
Imaani begins to seek his return everyday to save her from what has become her deadly fate,
 
“Oh beloved,
Come back to me...
For, it is just you I seek..
You arrived, in my hour of need..
When, I was so lost...
Come, come, come set me free,
From the chains of your everlasting love..
Since you went away...
You took with you my heart...
Oh beloved, if you don't want to stay before my eyes..
Then, return to me my withering heart..
Why present me with such riches...
Only to take them away.”

“I long for the day, when all we feel is love,
no more hatred, no more pain, just happiness.
I long for the day, there is no more war,
to pick up a newspaper and see only peace.
I long for the day, where there is no hunger,
an end to poverty, drought and famine.
I long for the day, children can live without fear,
no oppression, no abuse, no manipulation, no hurt.
I long for the day, when we can all live as one,
no sectarianism, no warfare, no killing of innocents.
I long for the day, where anyone can love,
regardless of colour, culture, faith and sexuality.
I long for the day, where there is a cure,
for every illness, so no child dies in childhood.
I long for that day, when I can live and not fear,
because of a premature death, signalling my end.”

To be continued
The Silent One. 20 August 2015

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Valley of broken hearts

My heart is a haunted secret of spirits from times gone by,
a heart desiccated from this so called tangled state of mind.
Angels flock and silently watch, as demons circulate devotedly,
to witness the end to a battle between right and wrong.
At a crossroad, I sit patiently balancing the process of thought,
caught up in the heart's desire to conquer the acumen of the mind.
To say goodbye to the love that will reluctantly, be left behind,
to venture to new pastures with the hope of a love that waits patiently.
Caught up in the taboo of doubt with shadows lurking close by,
persistent demons try to lead me upon the valley of broken hearts.
My soul is a masquerade of uncontrollable emotions,
suffocating me slowly admonishing me about the ghost of regret.
Trapped in a cage, my wings are clipped preventing me to venture forward,
how I long to escape from the prison of ignorance and judgement.
The door is ajar yet the mental chains are firmly in place,
so, I conclude to break my own heart as demons leave in disappointment.

The Silent One. 18 August 2015.

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INTERMINGLE

I wiped away a single tear That had fallen from my eye (You told me simply we were friends) You left me after only a year (But you conceal your aching heart) I often sit and ask myself why Looking back on our time together I remember those halcyon days (My love for you it never ends) I thought we’d be together forever (You told me simply we were friends) Now memories are a fading haze Your hair so dark with eyes of brown (Dreaming of you my heart ascends) So full energy with a sense of fun (Forbidden love keeps us apart) Always happy you were never down We’d go out together and have a run (You told me simply we were friends) You’d always reward me with a soppy kiss (But you conceal your aching heart) I’ll never forget the day you got knocked over Never a day passes when you I don’t miss How I loved my darling dog Rover 03~05~15 Do You Love me – Triolet ~09~26~14 How I miss you Rhyme - 09~22~14 Contest - Intermingled – Craig Cornish

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Fight for the one you love collaboration with Eileen Manassian

Sometimes you can love with all you have. 
Yet it is never enough to capture a heart. 
Sometimes the love fades away over the years. 
Hearts are broken without words even spoken. 

How can it be that what you have is not enough? 
When all you ever want to do is love and adore 
What goes wrong when emotions so deep, so strong, 
Can’t find expressions to reach the other heart 

Yesterday's beautiful memories slowly fade away, 
as the love in your eyes gradually dies. 
What happened to the promises? Why has the love died? 
I begin to dread the day you finally say goodbye. 

Goodbye will never touch my lips while they yet draw breath 
My heart still beats there, there in your hands, it feels, it bleeds 
Though voiceless are the words it thunders, yet its memories speak 
Louder than the doubts in your mind; will you listen, will you hear? 

I hardly recognize this person lying next to me. 
Is it that someone else has your heart, so you shun me. 
What do I need to do to make you love me? 
Or is this the end? Is my love not enough? 

If you wander away, unable to stay, tired of delay... 
Know this: my love is feeling and commitment entwined 
My love is constancy and ecstasy reignited, redefined 
My love is all you'll ever need, when tired, when you bleed 

Do you recall the vows you made, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish. 
Till death do us part, means you love me until death, not wish it sooner. 
Life is a balance of holding on and letting go, so make up your mind. 
My heart will bleed, but how can I live with a love that is not true. 

Still the doubts that shout; still everything else but this.... 
Lay your head on my chest, and hear the thunder that prevails 
This voiceless beating of words that courses through my veins 
While this testament of life remains, my love for you will live. 

Oh beloved sweetheart of mine, rest assured, I will fight for our love.
I will reignite that fire in your soul and awaken the ghost of passion.
I will become the object of your affection, the one you carnally desire.
You are my destiny and I, your fate, we merge as one, together and forever.

Silent One and Eileen Manassian collaboration
25 August 2015


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Callused Fingers

Callused fingers press vibrating strings,
drawing passion from a violin.
And with burnished wood snug to his cheek,
the violinist plays from his heart.

Subtle vibes saturate my being,
as crying strings elicit feelings.
And expounding on love’s betrayal,
music stirs the imagination.

His bow hangs like a lingering kiss,
savoring the taste of ecstasy.
And then with tears trickling down his cheek,
he unleashes unbridled fervor.

Experiencing pangs of rapture,
sound slips the bonds of reality.
And every note penetrates my heart,
arousing emotions deep within.

Copyright © Emile Pinet


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Gone again

He disappears again. Can't say that I'm surprised
I know he thinks when he comes home, that hell be chastised
But I won't say a word cause I'm all out breath
Sick from pacing round in circles like I'm high on meth

I know it's pointless to try to talk to you
So many promises, so little follow through
With words, there's no denying, you're the master
But what starts as hopefulness, ends in disaster

There's this place for you, I made inside of me
Cut a hole inside my heart where only you would be
Safe and protected, by my love so strong
I thought you'd never leave but baby, I was wrong

You walked away from me, you left so long ago
Now that part of me? It's dark and hollow
Tried to replace you but nothing fits the hole
Sometimes your body's here but it's missing the soul

And I've laid awake, so many nights that I lost count
You've taken so much, I lost track of the amount
All the times I needed you and you were absentee?
Why can't you go back to who you used to be?

But I can't change a man who never even was
The jokes on me. Clap clap, applause.
You fooled me once so shame on you
Fooled me 5000? Shame on me too.

And even as I write this rhyme
I know I'll never find the time
To tell you that I've had enough
To just get out, to pack your stuff

I know that when you do come back
You'll say you're sorry, you went off track
And then you'll string words one by one
Til I'm enchanted by the phrase you spun

I'll wear your lies like fine jewelry
And we'll both live blissful in foolery

Copyright © alison wonderland


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Jealous of your love

I've been jealous,
ever since that day you decided to walk away
Now I'm jealous of the sun, 
for it does not keep me warm in this storm
All I see is the rain and gloomy days
I'm jealous of the angels,
because it's only demons that keep me company
Saints have left me in my jealous state of mind
I'm so jealous of the moon and stars,
as every night I spend without you, has no light
I'm so jealous of being alone,
always thought my beloved would return
Yet there is no sign, not even a glimpse
I'm jealous of that man,
Who is holding you right now
Guess, I didn't hold you strong enough
I'm jealous how happy you are without me
I'm so jealous, of how you make me so jealous,
moving on so easily, leaving me behind..

31 August 2015



Copyright © Silent One


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Gentle Summer Rain Art

Featuring:)  Giorgio Veneto

She writes about Fall's beauty in the rain 
The falling raindrops' dance ascribing thence 
Bespoken verse that lightens her refrain 
before the time they met - her steps commence. 

She listens to the soft and rhythmic thrum, 
her love turned to escape and cloudy string 
Where nimbus mistletoe fell, tears to become 
Their kiss of Autumn was symbolic ring. 

The first light cotton mists with summer rays 
While skyward cheerful laughs adorn the land, 
their ceremonial dance diffuses grays, 
affectionate embrace, where dreams expand. 

Upon September's sky the raindrops gleam 
With half of hidden Sun to laugh and beam.

Enjoy the FRAGRANCE OF RAIN

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FRAGRANCE OF RAIN 
8/29/13 
Sonnet 
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~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A


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My Silence Speaks

I wish I could tell you
what you've done wrong
But there'd be no point
You'd explain it all away
and say, "Fight, Babe
Fight another day.
Battle scars come and go
This you should know
It's part of the game
fight another day."

I wish I could tell you
What you didn't do
That was wrong too
The hurt, it's just the same
I know, it's love's silly game
I'm done playing
You were terribly wrong
I can't be strong
I got no fight left
For another day

So, hey!
Wish I could tell you...
But, then again
My silence will let you know
I see it all
What you hide inside
Wounded pride
You lied
I cried
But if I tell you
All you'd do is deny

So...let my silence speak
Thought you're strong,
but you're weak
Fight another day...
Fight another day...

Fighting days are through
Yes, through for me and you
I have no words...no words left
So...I'll let my silence speak! 

Eileen Manassian

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WITHOUT YOU

Without you
I'm a shell of a man
A lonely drifter
Who has no plan
Without you
Just bone and skin
Expressionless face
Replaced my grin
Without you

Without you
Nobody's home
The fire's gone out
Heart turned to stone
Without you
No up and down
What's right or wrong
I'm falling down
Without you

So I'm longing tonight
Wishing you were here
Down on my knees
Shaking.. full of fear
I'm calling out to God
Praying you might hear
Girl, I'd give anything
If you'd only come near

Without you
I'm a castle in the sand
The tide is coming in
I'm too weak to stand
Without you
I've lost my love song
Just meaningless days
All hope is gone
Without you

So I'm longing tonight
Wishing you were here
Down on my knees
Shaking.. full of fear
I'm calling out to God
Praying you might hear
Girl, I'd give anything
If you'd only come near

And just one chance is all I need
Unzipped heart, my soul's plead

Oh, I'm longing tonight
Wishing you were here
Down on my knees
Shaking.. full of fear
I'm calling out to God
Praying you might hear
Girl, I'd give anything
If you'd only come near

12-14-14

Copyright © Lyric Man


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Don't Try to Love Me

Don’t try to love me…
Please...walk away
Love someone else
Just….hear what I say…..

My love is sunshine
My love is rain
My love brings pleasure
My love gives pain

My love is darkness
My love is light
My love is weakness
My love is might

My love knows anger
My love knows  peace
My love brings madness
My love brings release

My love is life
My love is death
My love suffocates 
My love gives breath
 
My love is violent
My love is calm
My love is poison
My love is balm

No two days alike
Not even two minutes
One minute it’s serious
The next it’s a game

You bask in my glow
You hide from my sting
But you want me more…
More than...anything

Don’t love me, Baby
Don’t hold on to me
Say your sweet goodbyes
And set your heart free

Eileen Manassian

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The Other Woman

While your hands caress my body, is it her face that you see?
Is your thunder of release now brought on by HER memory?

Am I just a luscious body that contains HER living soul?
Just an instrument of passion where your craving are made whole?

Life has played a dirty trick, though, for our story’s gone and changed
Sentiments which were so true then, all have now become deranged

I am left to grieve and wonder how she came to steal your heart
Was my love not good enough, then? Did she fill some hidden part?

Did a fantasy not flourish, was some longing left unknown?
Tell my heart what made you love her, why your heart for me is stone?

Here you lie in pleasure’s arms, yet every thought is there instead
Naked, grieved, I’m left to wonder what it feels like to be dead

Eileen Manassian



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Everything's Okay

Hope is but an illusion,
in the hearts of naive youth.
And non-responsive to dreams,
or expectations of truth.

Through anguish and frustration,
bravado falters and slips.
Yet within your fantasies,
passion drips from cherry lips.

Love courts imagination,
summoning a dreamy smile.
And you find your private place, 
where you go once in a while. 

You yearn for a soul mate to
share your total existence.
And still continue to look, 
with undying persistence.

You fall in and out of love,   
with the ghosts of yesterday.
And while feigning happiness, 
pretend everything's okay.

Copyright © Emile Pinet


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Oh sweetheart

Oh sweetheart,
come let me adore you,
come let me soothe you,
come let me heal you,
come let me love you..
I will keep you in my heart,
let you reside in my mind,
I will love you with my soul,
as my soul will last forever.
You are my desire and my passion,
you've intoxicated my senses,
with your melodious voice,
now grant me your presence..
Oh my beloved,
come, let us become one.

The Silent One.

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Heart Worm

Heart Worm

Like smouldering embers at a campsite,
able to set alight a forest fire. 
Like the ceaseless splish-splash of surf at night,
each flow rekindling the flurries of ire
Like a dormant yet leeching parasite,
biting, sucking and never seems to tire.
So is the thought of you inside my head,
As a faded friendship crawls back from dead.

02.01.2015

Copyright © Ronald Zammit


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A Summer Remembered - Sijo String

Sun stretched, far and wide, smoothes the beach, to find a place upon the sand
While it spreads a sheet, fastens lace, to all our summer skies
No day sees a wave so high, without thoughts of you or dreams renewed

Sun slept on the water's surface, rippled like heat, melting the glass
My head against your chest, could hear your heart, soften, after our swim
and I watched white seagulls fly, away to where the sky, blended to grey

Pages remain in old albums, but I see them so differently
It's clear, now as if photos, reveal sharper views, of what we didn't know 
Almost seems a better thing to face the unknown unprepared

Evening beckons my head to rest, ..old loves are lost with the sunset 
Summer was ours awhile, for just a day, like the seagull.....flies away
Tonight, all I hear are waves, to break the silence of the night



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Copyright © Carrie Richards


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Broken promises

Do you remember the first time we held hands,
you said you would never let go..
Remember when our eyes first connected,
you said you would never look at another..

Remember when our lips first kissed,
you said they would never touch another..
Remember when we first made love,
a tear rolled down your eye, you promised it would be us forever..

Remember when I said goodbye,
you said come back soon, you would wait forever..
Remember when you received my letters from the front line,
you promised you were still waiting..

Remember when you broke all your promises,
when I returned you were no longer present...
Remember when you first heard of my death,
did you stop for a moment to ask yourself why?

Remember when you saw my coffin go by,
did you ever visit the broken hearted soldier's grave..
Remember when you passed every flower shop,
did you think about laying flowers on my resting place..

You need to remember or my ghost will haunt you forever,
I'm knocking on heavens door, but they don't let me in..
Whoever said love doesn't hurt, never lost their beloved,
so, please remember, so I too can say goodbye..

Silent One. 12 August 2015.

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