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The Longest Night

My longest night will come.
A never ending stream of thought,
which starts and ends with you.
I counted the days that passed
hoping to mend the broken pieces
only to realize, 
that there's a place we just
couldn't reach.
Nights were mere reflections
Of a man I used to be.
And this candle will die and still this restless
Soul reaches for someone very close
Yet very far from the river towards his heart.
I carry a heavy burden.
An undying flame which still burns
A kind of pain that'll never heal.
A kind of dream that just won't go away.
I gave you a part of me that never sleeps.
A soul tired of thinking.
The sun will ease the pain.
But every hour, I get closer to the familiar
sense of loss.
And my longest night will come.
Which starts and ends with you.

Copyright © Joshua Narciso | Year Posted 2007

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A Lament

Your cold lips,
Your frozen Figure...a sad emotion you expelled.
I touch your shape, trembling at the source.
Modeling away to my cheeks.
At sunrise we slept,
At midnight we loved.
The stars and the clouds draw us layouts of dreams,
an enchantment,
our elixir of love.
Hands slept in our grave, a singing hymn.
We drank each other's memories.
We danced until the moon was put to sleep.
Covered ourselves with petals of Rose, 
Bare to the despair, the sun presented.
Decaying, and never growing old.
We fulfill these lavender caresses everyday.
Immortals, will will always love.
We will always be together...
Lovers in time.
Vampires in a dream,
A reality to me coming true.

Copyright © Minerva Ochoa | Year Posted 2005

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Undying Love

This fast life of mine is dying
All you see is my lifeless body lying
Scarcely heaving my last breath
I knew it was coming, soon my own death
I had one last chance to say my peace
So that my loneliness would cease
I got to say on my last breath
Don't fear my love I have finished my quest
It was for undying love
One day you will fly with me as a white dove
A dove stands for eternity and that's what it shall be
For the next time we meet we will see each other clearly
Goodbye for now don't shed a tear
For one day soon I will be near

Copyright © Ann Yawn | Year Posted 2006

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Eyes Never Dry

Her eyes were never dry
Since she was born she would always cry…
No matter what kind of lie I would tell
She would see right through me , a smile she didn't sell…
I don’t blame her when her lips fell…
She knew the world was aware of our pain…
She knew nobody cared about evils reign
She knew nobody cared about every body that laid lifeless on the city streets…
She knew…
So I understand…
In her still so young heart
Knowledge of the world there was that no man had…
Even though she knew it could get her killed she just couldn't stand 
When justice wasn't served 
When her mothers killers were free
And we get something no human deserves…
So I ask her please smile… 
The pain will last just for a little while…

Copyright © Zeki Majed | Year Posted 2013

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.

Copyright © Aqeb Be-Nazir Ibn Minar | Year Posted 2011

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Byron’s life was full of fire
Some from passion’s strong desires
Some from temper, child spoiled--
Too much paper--desk embroiled

But he suffered sacred fire
Shelley’s wretched funeral pyre
On strange shores his friend succumbed
Drowned so far away from home

Fighting valiant-- Greeks allied
Keeping paper by his side
Used a fire to keep warm--
Daunting rain that did him harm

After death friends burned B’s words
What a shock if people heard
Thoughts that Byron dared to write
Deeds he carried through by night

Thus his words sung to the flames
Protecting friends from nasty names--
Luck-charmed  chimney to embrace
Ash-thoughts of man so wrong defaced.

Victoria Anderson-Throop   12/03/12 ©
Juja, Kenya   Africa

Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2012

Details | Elegy |

Looking straight

???t??e?? ???eta t?? ???? s?µas?a
?e? ß??pe?? p???? t?? d??e? p???? ??s?a

???t?? t?? ???e s???aß? t?? ?????
?a µe ta ???µµata t?? de? µp??e?? ?a pa??e?? 

?ta? pa??e?? µe ????a pa???e?? t?? ap?f?se??
G?a a?t? ?ft?a?e ? ?e?? d??a ????se??

?ta? e?da st? ???? t?? t??e?? a???µ?? µ?? t??a
??pa ?a s'a?ap? p?s? ??s?a

??te ta??de?a se ???asse? µe d??????
?a? ß???a d??  ???s? ?eµ?t??? s????? 

?? a???µ?? ?µ?? ta p??ta afa??????
?f?? p??ta t? a?µa µ?? µa??? p?t?s???

G?a ?a a?t??? ?a a???? t?? ???? s?µas?a
?a µ?? µe ?????e? p???? t?? d??e? p???? ??s?a

Copyright © Michael Hondrokoukis | Year Posted 2016

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Which mortal soul cannot comprehend
The Deliciousness of bodily paradise
Moisture filled, blood of melodious incarnation 
Passional insinuations, not state of grace
Mouth savour distaste an ashamed assumption
Transfuse her fire, absorbed in ravines 
Faithful souls, captivity relinquished
Split fruit pours forth; judgemental devotion
Torments unheard, Possession, Desire
Beauty and love; Transparent Impotence
Smouldering a true Illuminated repentance
Points of sin against the embroidered sky
Representing restrained conscientiousness 

Chasing the night; Barren pleasures
Cleansing the day; Purest soul soars
Cloud of thoughts; Whites of innocence

Suffers sin for pleasure; Attend to thee
Up; Ravished vaulted space; Faith; Eternity

Awaiting, their next disgrace!

Copyright © Sydney Banks | Year Posted 2015

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Stay with me

you are
I see you

you are
I hear you

So where
you are
you must be

You still exist
I still miss you

Thy sight
to me
by memory

you are
I see you

you are
I hear you

So where
you are
you are

stay with me
I need thee

a mere
unit am I
without an ally

you are
I need you

I feel
you are

I believe
you are
from Nowhere
to Somewhere

I believe
you are

stay with me


I need thee.

Copyright © Lukasz Walterowicz | Year Posted 2011

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                                SAPPHO'S FALLEN STARS        part 3

Oh, all who hear each word so said--
Mourn my gentle friends-- now in repose behold them dead
May scalding wreathes of tears enfold each honored head

Someone’s shadow joins me here
The scent is one I once held dear

Is this the learned’ Sappho to whom I speak--
The bride of Lesbos with the low forbidden voice
She who climbs the ragged mountains dangerous peak
                                 She who holds the intimate delights within her lap
               Knows which sweet sound sparks ears of men to ring
                       Calls in the blue daughters of twilight to entrap
                                         with Lusty joy –
entwining madly with the bursting spring. 

She , whose voice explodes with songs and lyres--
ignites the camping soldiers with the fires
of her bold call—
vibrates desires
siren’s yearn
Even the most valiant heroes to her return-- 
Desert just cause – oaths dissolve to become
Sudden slaves to female bliss that binds them til they burn

If you are the source of Sappho’s sultry voice—
Open your arms

Behold and Rejoice
your work of charms

and Accept this
Humbled general’s
Sacrifice of Shame

Oh hearers all—Ye, Who have a moment but to spare--
                       Remember my good men --their story share—
                                      by manly Pride brave men fell at the feet of Sappho fair
         	   Tantalized –
                                      an army lies eternal midst the tangles of her hair 

Victoria Anderson-Throop
Dec 18, 2012

Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2012

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His eyes were of darkness
Reflected from his soul
His heart had been shattered
Left broken and cold

He was a warrior of evil
Fighting for what was wrong
He came to me one night
When he heard my deadly song

Under the red moon we met
Fell into an icy embrace
It sent shivers up my spine
Just to stare upon his face

He held me so tightly
Fighting against my will
Using his power to control me
All I could do was stand still

He kissed my lips 
Sending fear through me
Making my mind race
As he watched my body

I glared at him
Fire in my eyes
He saw right through
My helpless disguise

My smile made him afraid
He thought he was in control
My eyes and hair turned black
Darkened like mine and his soul

My skin went pale
Like the moons glow
And in the darkness
My true colours did show

We stared at each other
Moving closer than before
He saw in my eyes
I was not afraid anymore 

Once again he kissed me
This time I kissed him back
Two dark souls together
Both evil and black

Copyright © Jamesa Love | Year Posted 2016

Details | Elegy |

When words mean nothing

How to abate the loathing
When words mean nothing?

There are moments
In human existence

Any resistance
against baleful fate
is futile.

One is left
with his thoughts
by all gods

Astonished immensely
by the world vile
which first
gave him birth
and now
devours him
with mirth

Agonizes he
in every spot
on the Earth

Where does his heart belong to
Never will he learn

How to console such a man
When all words would burn?

How to abate the loathing
When words mean nothing?

Copyright © Lukasz Walterowicz | Year Posted 2011

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As blood drips down
I stare at myself with a frown
Her body flashy red
Stabbed her dead
Dropped my knife
Started to caress my wife
Gruesome love
As I removed my infected glove
Flowed in my mind were memories
How the joy to bury her in the cemeteries’ graves
I chopped her many and waves
Of worship appeared
I knew I feared
This, I loved too much
I remember the first touch
My hands on her hips
Licked mine and on her lips
As my hand gentle rows to the end of her back
I managed to take a snack
My hands reaching her round behind
Combined of the kissing of her chest
Licking between the two breast
I become more attracted
And more distracted
Pushed her on the bed
Instead my jumping ahead
I gave time
So then she can be mine
In the mid-dust, forever
Me and her together
As I stormed with the ring
I became the king
And she is my queen
The glorious scene
In a dull and faded
With me is hatred
I had to say
In a mysterious way
I have done a mistake
That no one can break
I picked the knife stabbed myself and returned
To my lover that I burned…

Copyright © Rami Al-khalili | Year Posted 2005

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Marie III--Is the Coffin Too Deep

So frigid was her immaculate body Her last second in screams is all I can see Love's revenge was my guilt With you I'd rather let you die with Bound hands Without you, Marie, like the psychopath's dream Death is all that I can see; All that could redeem Did anyone ask Did anyone recall The sweet taste of the poison The swift slash of the knife he penetration of the lead The pain of her decaying heart I can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep? Was it so hard to solve Was it so hard to see That I strangled her so easily My nails piercing her comely skin Blood dripping like the pomegranate I crushed with the shovel I shattered her shins The knife to slight her wrists Didn't you see I did it all The only witness Couldn't say Is the coffin too deep? The pain of her decaying hear tI can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep? Marie I cant stay Earth is to cruel when your coffin is to deep Forever in death and in death alone The pain of her decaying heart I can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep?

Copyright © Wyatt Loethen | Year Posted 2012

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Last Resort

a barren desert:
deprived of life,
where one would be sent
only in their worst nightmare.

This is a place 
one's body and soul 
would surely die
This is a place
has deprived you of tears
- you no longer can cry,
the last hope for thee
is to find some water
- there is none,

No matter how hard you try,
there is no hope for thee
- you are losing your life.

What is left for you
is turning into stone:
your spirit
- dehydrated,
your flesh
- dried to the bone.

There is no help for thee,
you are here alone
willing to return home,
but all hope is gone.

There is nothing left,
but one strength -
thy last resort,
yet it demands 
thy effort,
the very last feeling
not letting your life
give in,
it is your will of living,
to live
for the people whom you love.

Copyright © Lukasz Walterowicz | Year Posted 2011

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Saving Grace

Alive In Night,
 Shadowed By Light
Born Through Pain
 The Death Is Sane
So Surreal The Death I Feel;
 Faith No More,
Trust In Doubt
 Left With Scorn
Fled In A Rush
 Melting At Your Touch.
Can't You Hear
 The Hope, The Fear...
Pain And Hate
 How Easily Does It
Resign Your Fate,
 Justified Thy Death
Murdered Thine Life
 Can Help Shine Through,
This Opaque Shield I Drew.
 Maybe, Finally-I Can Rest In Pieces...
Undeterred Needs Met With Unsoilicited Promises.

Copyright © Lisa Allen | Year Posted 2007

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Fearless  i go running in the night
barefoot on rich damp soil
stretching out my arms
in a cool wild flight
trees, they whisper in my ear_

dark wind on cold bare flesh i’m running 
hot face, heart pounds 
i feel the pull of a thousand years, 
and the way things used to be
and then, i hear the call

you are here
the time is now
and all things are as they are
the time is now
and you are here
all things are all things
and, all is meant to be

flight faster than thought in this light moon night 
as i slip between the bars
and i breathe the finest breath
homosapiens erect
moving, silently through the stars

you are here 
all things are meant to be 
the time is now
and all things are as they are

Copyright © steve watts | Year Posted 2007

Details | Ballad |


An Elegy of Two Love birds

Love and Compassion
are not the same,
sometimes love becomes compassion
Compassion, love.

On the Himalayas of relation,
the other name of mercy-Love,
standing on the foothills,
‘Have mercy on me !”

They sang the eternal song
blending it
with gestures of flowers
accompanied by soft winds
found a heaven
in their lofty hearts.

The flowers they planted,
the fruit bearing;
the trees they nourished
the flowers of their hearts
the kind of seasons replated
the glory of  flowers, fruits;
the melody of their lives.

The ultimate destiny of melody
the spring of their hearts peace
many a moonlight smiled
many a spring flower bloomed
many a dark clouds frightened their hearts
many a night darkened their lives.

Love does not add
to one’s self confidence
It renders one indecisive
uncertain and helpless.

The helpless timid hearts
caught by fire
the endless flames
the flame of their innocent lives;
they screamed,
tears rolled  down their cheeks
the separation pearls-
being ambered with remorse.

On the land of sorrows
beside the ocean of tears,
they are now trudging
round the valley of death.

Is it !
the end of two loved hearts ?

Copyright © Neelamani Sutar | Year Posted 2016

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I Know That You Hoped for Long Good Goodbyes

Blood splattered walls,
The death of loved ones tearing your life apart,
The evidence of hopelessness escaped through the heart.

We always tell ourselves that it will never happen to us,
Blinded by the hopes and dreams,
When you find out all that’s left is sobs and screams.

Hold on for as long as possible,
Try to taste the last bit of fresh air you can get.
Say goodbye to the sunsets,
For you will never see them again.

One who was caged down is finally free,
Your soul flies high over the horizon.
The agony you feel finally stopped,
Glad to know you’re in a better place.

Death is more then just one big tragedy,
I guess it’s hard to explain unless you’ve been there.

The ones who can see the beauty in death are the ones who wish for it every day,
The ones who love it are the ones who always seem to lose it.
The innocent eyes of curiosity,
As she sees the stars for the first time.

The peak of life as it all comes crashing down,
The sleepless nights and lonely stares.
Wishing they would come back for even a moment,
To share the wonders of the afterlife.

After death life seems so much more precious,
No more being chained down by worry,
Let the ones you love reach all they want to be,
Life is always such an interesting story.

Copyright © Lauren Frazin | Year Posted 2007

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my love for him

I lay in his arms
sleep but aware of his presence
I dream of blue oceans
I dream of blue seas
each warm kiss I feel from him
the water becomes wetter in my dreams
I dream of  a shipwreck
we're deserted out at sea
so I sing of my love for him in the sweetest melody
and I sing of my love for him hoping he'll swim along
I sing of my love for him as he slowly becomes the sea
the love I sing for him carries on through decades eternally
now I sing to collect souls
I cursed the sea to stir the waters and wreck the sailors boats
I sing of my love for him in the sweetest melody
to lure in and claim the lives as sacrifices 
for my love I lost at sea

Copyright © amber causey | Year Posted 2006

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To lie here... 
With you 
In the quiet of the night 
Sleeping softly... 

All I can hear 
Is you... 
Sleeping softly 
What you do... 
In the quiet of the night 

Gentle loving... 
Breathing your scent 
All through... 
The quiet of the night 
Sleeping with you... 

The curve of your back 
Smell of your hair... 
In the quiet of the night 
My heart, laid bare 
My body... 
Feeling you there 

Sleeping softly... 
In the quiet of the night 
Where I want to be, 
until dawn light 

Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2006

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You Weren't There..

Though you may be sad loosing a loved one..
You weren't there When God lost his only son..

You may think you have many a debtor...
You weren't there when Jesus was betrayed with thirty pieces of silver...

Though you may be weary and laden with despair..
You didn't witness when they tormented him and didn't care...

Although you may be in agony and immense pain..
You weren't there when the Lamb was fatally slain.

You may think that you cannot carry on and life is grim..
You weren't there when they mocked and spit on him..

Although you may have too many worries at hand..
Look down, you weren't there when they put nails in CHRIST'S bleeding hands.

Although you think you have been badly scorned...
You weren't there when they forced on his head, a crown of thorns..

Though you may feel that everything in your life is going wayside.
You weren't there to feel the sword that pierced HIS bleeding side.

Though you may think that you really don't want to live.
Christ loved us enough to die on the cross, and he will forgive.

Copyright © Twelve Noon | Year Posted 2008

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Life Sleeps

Your gaze hindered by the fading of our hearts. 
Darkness consoles my soul,
malformed monsters swept into my lofty room.
Remorse all about me.
Anguish dwells where love use to lie,
shrouded by the darkness,
ravished hearts dissolve in tears.
Sweet fervors no longer abound us.
Anxiety cruel that it is, 
attacks my morbid soul.
My love that is dead reeks stale, 
encompasses my aching head.
Torment fills the air, 
memories yet to share.
Melted by emotion lost,
caresses envelop my heart broken.
Darkness takes over moist rays of the sun,
profoundly empty solitude,
alone with memories of you,
dwelling in my ill-starred head.
Melancholy waltz lulled by subtle idleness,
harmony's confidential tone,
flung into a sea of amber.
Grandeur swept from swaths of my life,
corrupt agility aspire,
unique sweetness melted away. 

Cruel life sleeps,

Copyright © Kenneth Fordham | Year Posted 2007

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 Cry a tear drops down my eye as I see the pain you were in, You were my father it 
seemed like you were my only friend. 

  This cannot be real, I wanted so bad for you to heal to be the same person that you 
used to be but all i'd ever have was painful memories. 

  I wanted you here for my wedding for my first child, I wanted you here for everything 
for things father's live for.

  Now all I can see is the care free life that is put in front of me, My mother is more 
like a sister than anything she knows What's best but not like a father would.

  I can come home late and she won't suspect a thing, maybe I need a father to put down 
that hard cold disapline. 

   I cry whenever I think about not having someone in my life to hold me down, To keep 
me warm, to warn me.

  Life is filled with hardships I thought you'd always be there to protect me. Always be 
there to hug me.

  Cancer took you away so slowly but when you were gone it seemed like just a second. I 
wanted you close, I wanted to always be daddy's little girl but nothing worked out the 
way I planned it. 

  I cried, my eyes out now they are dry but they will never heal. The scars from tears 
have damage them for life.

  I will cry at my graduation, I will cry at my wedding, I will cry at each special 
event and just image you there holding a camera.

  Capture it daddy I will smile and say ill picture you handing me a tissue because you 
never left me sad for long. 

 Cry I think i'm over that, But remember you'll always be in my heart.

Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2005

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Stabbing vitals with words is your pleasure
got me listening to music, the cure

so ill take robert smith's advice
'Cut Here' and 'Boys Dont Cry'.

'Pictures Of You' will wipe from my mind
ill 'Closedown' and sing this 'Love Song' tonight

'Strange Attraction', an infatuation
a combination of a 'pornographic' mind.

red tank is darkening slowly
'Saturday Night' never felt this lonely

my skin will 'Burn' in this blood tub tonight
do what it takes to get you out of my sight

and here will lie, this 'Bloodflower' of mine
a momento of my psychotic mind

i will ly remembering what used to be
all is lost, my mind is free.

'The Last Day of Summer' is the loneliest time
seeing blood has never felt this fine

its 'Just Like Heaven' some might say
So here is my song, today is my lucky day.

Copyright © likqid ObsidianOnyx | Year Posted 2008

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A Tribute to Michael Jackson

You taught us how to be "Bad" by telling our enemies to "Beat It"
We learned how to "Scream" "Leave Me Alone" when we lost friends like "Ben" or had people 
    like "Billie Jean" telling lies
We came together to "Jam" and "Rock Wit You" whether we were "Black or White"
You helped the guys get the "PYT" and made them into their "Girlfriend"
With the help of "Human Nature" and "Don't Stop Til You Get Enough", teenagers were "Off 
    the Wall"
We found the positive side of us by looking at "The Man in the Mirror" because you showed 
    us how to "Keep the Faith"
You showed us that we had to take it upon ourselves to "Heal the World" because "They 
    Don't Care About Us"
We became "Unbreakable" when your life was "Threatened" by the accusations of the liars
These accusations were such "Heartbreaks" and we heard your "Cry"
Now all of a sudden, "You're Gone too Soon"
You can "Ease On Down the Road" then fly off into Heaven like the little "Butterflies" that 
    roam in the spring time
All we can do is "Come Together", "Smile", and "Remember the Time"
We're just "Good Friends" of the world that you knew as your fans
"Fly Away" Michael Jackson, you will be forever and dearly missed.

Copyright © Nicole Monae | Year Posted 2009

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A Cry For Help

Can you see me?
I'm here on the floor
Covered in blood and dirt
Heartbreak and hurt
Can't you see me?
Can't you see me?

Can you hear me?
I call out your name
Between outburst of pain
Can't you hear me?
Can't you hear me?

Can you feel me?
I've held onto your hand 
Mine filled with tears that have land
Can't you feel me?
Oh why can't you feel me?

Stop! Stop! Please don't leave
I reach out and grab onto your sleeve
You cannot will not leave me here to die
I try to stand but OH, to high

I'm falling! Help me, help me, please!
Violently I crash upon my knees
Softly I begin to cry
And slowly, slowly, slowly, I die

You could not see
You could not hear
You could not feel
You could not care

Copyright © Amber Meister | Year Posted 2007

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Southern Loop

The arrow I see every day
Pointing me along my way
As I walk and sing and pray
North to fire’s Ice temptation
For as I think of little good
Wondering if I could, I should
Thinking still of little nice
Taking chances with weighted dice
Moving forward once, yet backwards twice
Towards ill made joy and elation
Immature in action, voice, and pencil
Run on logs and so much kindle
As innocent leaves pay ultimate price
Just fly to fall and end the play
Amidst the concentration
The truth is lost in tickle
But somehow left ok
As minerals of Ice decay
In truthful concentration

Copyright © Jacob Murray | Year Posted 2007

Details | Elegy |

Strands of a Lost Love

"These strands of ebony
in your brush
you left here...
So many years ago-
Undisturbed by the
passage of time-

They're not forgotten...
by me
as time
continues to flow...

And strands me
on an island
where calendars
have no meaning
And a love so long
Still haunts me
without my

This I know

This old brush
sitting on the window sill
as it has
these many years

As the snow has fallen
Lies undisturbed
as summer evenings
roll by

Each night I sit
before the window...
trace your ebony
locks with my eyes
Each twist is well
Like the meaning 
Of why
I could never see

Sun sets on your memory
I'll spend my time
through eternity
Sitting at the window
You once gazed through
Forgotten brush before me
Hair of ebony...
all I own...

But the memories
Richer still,
than Mida's gold
play out before
my weeping eyes...

Dusk to night
Last ray of light
Shimmers on the ebony"s radiance

Sittin' at the window
Every light does fade
My life does too...
But not my heart's...
of you."

Copyright © tom bell | Year Posted 2007

Details | Elegy |

Forever Lasting

For ever lasting
my love

I'll one day reunite
with you from above

Your beautiful soul
floating' in the sky

which the day you

Send me a sign,
signal that you are
happy and okay

For thy love I pray

Gone and never to
come back into
my waiting arms

Where you once belonged

I must not stay
without thy love

Go to he my heart

For the reason I
can not---
leave this world of 
taking my own life--
I must stay

Wait for me my love
we'll be reunited someday
if G'd wills

Copyright © Niouseline stjean | Year Posted 2006