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Best Poems Written by Johnelle Sciocchetti

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Once a Fool...

And you know that it’s time to go.
Could it be that the star has fallen
Far away from the midnight glow?
And the spark that never lit a fire
Burns out before it made a mark

Hidden from the sun and moon
It won’t be now, no, it won’t be soon
It’s time to leave, time to grieve
Time to glide within the eve
Of daylight’s ending, closed shut door

And they will still ask for more
Fair or not they’ll hold your head
Wishing you had chosen death instead
So go, willing hearts, with moving memory
Escape the owners tight fist grip
They will want to tear and rip
And break and tear again

You’ll be strained, and the rain
Will wash away
The single truth that remains

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He (Unrequited Love)

If I could sign away a piece of me for a piece of you
Just hand me the pen,
Or I’ll sign in blood!
I’ll sign with anything on anything just to have you.
But I’m a fool in love with you.
You don’t even know who I am. I know you’ve already forgotten.
Why did you kiss me? Why did you let me believe?
Why did the sudden silence feel like a slow death?
I remember the last time I saw you- I searched deep
Into your eyes
Hoping that I’d see a little bit of sorrow…
But I saw nothing.
Oh, the sparkle was there but it wasn’t for me.
It’s funny how you can tell that.
Who is she? I can’t help but wonder knowing that I’ll
Never ask you. I’d never want to.
I might never see you again-
Strike that-
I know that we’ll see each other soon, we run in circles,
And I know how that will go too:
You will avoid my eyes and try to disguise the elephant in the room with faded 
small talk
And I will hang on every single little word
Trying to decode your message to satisfy my aching heart-
I can’t say you broke it- that’d be giving you too much credit.
Boy, I call you boy because a man would never have played your tricks, boy
You hurt me.
But when you speak I melt.
And when you smile? Forget it.
Every negative thought floats away
And I wish that you would just hold me in your arms.
Yes, I would sign away everything I am and own in blood just to have you see me 
the way I see you.
Just show me how.

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Once a Fool (Pt. 2)

Somewhere, I know
There are places no one goes-
Of tall trees and broken skies;
Where dreams are made but all hope dies.
Tomorrow never comes, and yesterday won’t stay
And there is no time besides today.
Mistakes are made more than twice-
But only she will pay the price.
When everyone else has all gone home
I will be the one left alone-
Unsure of what is right and wrong;
I may seem weak but I’m surprisingly strong.
Somewhere is a place I know
Where all my love seems to go.

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The Lady Goes...

The lady goes where the lady knows
That anger seeps between her bones.
To live or love she has to choose
Between the hues of evening blues.
Alone and lonely are much the same,
Though only she can claim the blame.
But living for someone else’s care
Will only tear and that’s unfair.
So the lady knows that where she goes,
Anger simply cannot show.
The lady must be silent,
The lady must be coy,
The lady goes where the lady knows
That anger will destroy.

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April

Lately all I’ve been finding are shadows
Hiding everything.
I turn around and there’s nothing left
But a vague reminder of who I used to be.
And when the mirror finds me-
I fear I have to go-
But I wish that you could know…
Oh, wishes fall from my lips like the words you fail to hear:
…There’s no use repeating them here.
No matter what you claim to forget,
No matter what you do-
There has never been anyone but you.
And I pray that you will find me again-
I hope that you will smile.
And then I remember that you’re gone too. 
And it’s been quite awhile.
I almost give up.
How easy it would be to slip into the shadows
That are hiding everything.
I look behind the place I stand, and its here that I realize-
The shadows already have me.
They stole me the day you said.... no.
And I am not angry.
What would be the point?
And I am not heartbroken
(I hate to disappoint). 
Don’t think I forgot-
“If time can’t change my mind, what chance have you got?”
What’s the point in even dreaming-
When there’s nothing left to dream?
And when everything around me is exactly as it seems?
I wave towards the shadows- I welcome the reply.
It looks me in the eye- challenging me to go back to you.
I linger for a moment, on the past and on the view-
Thinking that you might…
You don’t. You never do.

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Of Fiery Gold

Strands of fiery gold awake the sleepy bird
From a slumber deep and dream filled.
It’s time to sing the notes never heard
To a group, wide-eyed and would-be thrilled.

The morning rises before too long
Leaving promises of a new tomorrow in the dust,
And there’s no time for it to settle, so just play along
Pretending that in the day you trust.

Once the sky has softened
With swirls of delicate white cotton
And the sun has hanged a frame
Dipped in blood orange flames
The new bird knows it’s time to fly
Away to pass on the fleeting cry
Of a widow’s final goodbye

Strands of fiery gold disappearing far from sight
Signal to the night bird 
That it is close to reaching midnight.
Sing us all a lullaby, we will find the words

When tomorrow comes to us again
The melody will remain
And everything will be the same
Except for that which changed

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I Am Alone

I am alone.
With a child’s face, all chubby cheeks and wide eyes
Sometimes full of surprise- mostly full of sorrow if you look deep enough.
I am alone.
Every day I know that it will only get harder to be lonesome.
Where have all my friends gone?
I know they’ve all gone away, probably to play
In fields of grass that comes to their knees. The sun
Will hang permanently in the sky, warming the ground that they
Tread upon. Yet
I am alone.
Sometimes shy and sometimes loud- never at the right times.
I can’t fit in. Oh, that’s right; I’m a big girl now. Too big to be noticed
Too big to be forgotten. Don’t they realize I can hear every word they are
Saying? Not right now- but in two years time.
I wish they would leave me alone.
I am alone.
In my head with thoughts that aren’t mine.
They win and I lose.
And I lose.
And I lose.
And then they are gone. And I grow while I lose. But still
I am alone.
Four years now. I’m back to where I started. Only better. Only worse.
I hide away, blocking out today’s sounds with yesterday’s gone, yesterday’s gone.
I am obnoxious, and obvious, and oblivious. 
I cry. I complain. I can’t 
Stand the way that people act today. Like diva’s and disasters caught
Out in the rain.
I am alone.
Like a spider in a web
I try to catch a friend
To help me through the day- because
I know that when I’m through I’ll devour and throw them away. 
And I have the nerve to wonder why my friends have up and left and gone.
I am alone.

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Unexpectedly

Unexpectedly- and much too quick- I found myself wrapped in your arms.
I should have known that I’d fall far too fast for your charms.
You were too good to be true, this I knew. This I knew
Because it was in my mind that I created you-
A man with a gaze that could pierce through your heart
And an unreal love for the same lyrical art.
I thought I was safe- you existed only in my head-
But imaginary people are lethal when they tread
Through your dreams
And nothing is ever exactly how it seems.
My fantasy creation- I had but a week
Until you decided to leave me alone.
Now you won’t even speak (I am too weak).
The idea of you was better unknown.

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November

There was a special kind of warmth in the dark tonight-
Something that made me feel like it would be alright.
Even though you probably don’t really care at all.
That would be no surprise, that’s my story of fall.

Contentment is the only word I can use to explain
Why I want to go through this again.
‘Cause if there’s you; I don’t have to worry about her wall
Which keeps me out, but of course, that’s my fall.

Someone (it was time) had to take her place
So that I could finally erase
The precious time I wasted as she’d stall-
But after all, it’s only fall.

I would steal rainbows if that would catch your eye,
And I would hold my breath as I searched the sky-
Running till I couldn’t and had to crawl
Except that the color has already left- the mark of fall.

Soon the world will be more than still
And I will have to wait until
The ice will thaw, and you will recall
The words I may have mentioned- during fall.

Nobody (not even me) will know what I mean
And I will turn and leave the scene-
Like Cinderella at the ball,
Hoping you will catch me when I fall. 

Though you probably don’t really care at all.
Here’s hoping you will catch me when I fall.

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The Dreamer

With easy grace the petals fall-
He loves me so! No, not at all.
I know that I never cross his mind
So why should I search for signs?
There’s too much space between us now,
As we’re different…And oh, the same-
I can’t help hoping that somehow
Things will change. Ain’t that a shame?
A dreamer never stands a chance-
They’re easily crushed by romance;
Even affairs they never knew
Become so vivid they’re almost true.
So I, the dreamer, will hold out my heart-
The petals have wilted and I’ve fallen apart.