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A Cathartic Weave Of Three

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listen, the whispers of leaves turn colour autumn is here. now that you are gone who will wake every morn to lift the sun unveil the sky etch in the clouds who will paint the rainbow? i had a dream and in the dream i wove you a poem i used the fiber of my character to create spools of silken thread dipped in the juices of my passion i dyed them in the colors of my imagination re-enforced each and every single strand with the strength of my love touch, the echoes of the rain - waters - blossoms spring. now that 'us' is just a word no longer with you as one i alone wind up metal toys cut out paper dolls the beach swept from under my feet the child in me flees. spun spools from the intricacy of my spirit designed a pattern to the rhythm of the music of my inner thoughts enamoured in your vision crystal beads gather on my brow as i toil your finely bred gift as i braid every part of me with every memory into every sliver of fabric taste, uncut snow shapes crisp cold ices the wintertide. instead now rusted a fools gold chain of loneliness hangs around my neck like a noose mourns a union that once had breath a twosome that now is dead. see, the sand sculptures paint rekindle a childhood summer past. sew in the loving glow emits my flawless dreams with my boiling blood initial my woven piece my work at an end i awake you lay there a wingless angel asleep smiling as if you heard a bell ring your boundless warmth embraces me the moon no longer smiles the stars no longer wink smell, seasonal airs stimulates senses memories they deliver. without a touch barely - i kiss you. in this my decade of one hope is a wickless candle the night just day without light in the glee, hopes and dreams, in the human spirit, lives the miracle of life. magnificent voices in every pitch deep and resounding, the melody of echoes and whispers – uncut. Jan 4 2017 With Love Armand


Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2017

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GOODBYE

(NOTHING MORE TO SAY)

I've seen the way you look at me
I've seen the way you look at them
Without wanting to admit, you hate everything I stand for
Lying to yourself, you are sweet, caring and better
Still, you look at me and hate everything I stand for
You are a cheat - A liar - A toilet flushing down rain

You seek and want my attention, yet you have no domain
Your THANK YOU's are cheaper than a grin on a Walmart bag
The light - The light - That shines upon your expression
Nothing more than.....
Sour grapes traveling towards the darkest region of the sun
Yes, simple prunes basking all the time!!!!!
Shaking powdered grapes from lobe to lobe
Watching humping wild hogs who can't eat cake
---Desperately you mock yourself---

Before you draw a blank, let me remind you
You look at me and hate everything I stand for
The way I smile, carry myself every day
I never claim to be perfect, but better with no anvil
You can't bear the way I stand in front of the soap display
I embrace with all my spirit, at the end of every day
I'm so glad I am nothing like you or them
In reality, I judged you the moment you walked in

Before the year ends, I will end my affair right here
I have nothing more to say
I hope you all have a great new year.

TaTa SKAT in the Hat


Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2015



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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 
 


Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014

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An Insignificant Life - collaboration with The Seeker

That godless sound
His head explodes at 6:01am
Same as every day
He falls out of bed
Steps on the cat
Slides into his slippers
Shuffles to the kitchen
Puts the coffee on
Bumps his head on the cupboard door
Again
Sits down and looks out the window
A blackbird is flying near
Leaves it’s mark on his sill
He gets up
Pours his coffee-
Black with a shot of Irish whiskey
Sits back down
The sky is raining icicles now
Sharp daggers
He drifts off into a dream…

Head keeps spinning, spinning ‘round
From afar a pleasant sound
Laughing, laughing in the dark
Midnight walking in the park
Yellow dress and tiny feet
Ponytails and sugar sweet
Will you, will you marry me
Kiss me darling ‘neath our tree
All the good things life can bring
All the lovesick songs we'll sing
Catch me, catch me if you can
Love this tender, soulful man
Let me show you everything
Please accept this golden ring
Future’s here and future’s now
Come let's share a solemn vow
You’re the one I want for life
You’re the one to be my wife
Living, living wild and free
Me and her and her and me

Coffee spills
Cremates hair on his hand
Yet, he feels no pain
Running water cools
But a scar surfaces
He stares, wondering if it’s a tattoo
Illustrating his hidden pain
Walking past the mirror
He hardly recognises what
appears before him
Dark bags droop
Under blood shot eyes
Overgrown stubble
Has invaded his face
To destroy this image
He lashes out with eyes shut
Blood drips from his hands
Upon stained glass shards
Mirror is smashed-
But he still can’t hide the truth…

Uncontrollable desire
'Fore too long a blazing fire
Knew this thing was simply wrong
Tried his best to stay so strong
Started with a honey kiss
Ended in a twilight bliss
Missing all that's gone and lost
Sinful lust comes at a cost
Memr'ys of his little one
Make him smile but now she's gone
How he yearns for those brown eyes
That danced and flit like butterflies
Due to his illicit choice
He'll ne'er again hear that sweet voice
'I love you daddy' - nevermore
Like salt rubbed in an open sore
He broke her mummy's precious heart
Now they all live miles apart
In anguish all he does is cry-
No one's there to ask him why

Another day ends
Time for bed
The pistol sits on the nightstand
He grabs hold
Cold metal in a sweaty palm
He spins the barrel
Gun rises toward the right temple
Trigger pulled-
CLICK
Nothing
Tomorrow he'll rise again
Face another lonely day
His cat used to sleep at his feet
No More
Even dreams provide no relief
He doesn't remember her name
Still, she taunts him
Haunts his days and nights
He downs a double and a sleeping pill-
Reluctantly continuing an insignificant life.

Silent One and The Seeker collaboration
31 July 2017


Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2017

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With Divining Heart I Could Have Foreseen

With Divining Heart I Could Have Foreseen

With true divining heart I could have seen
little ripples of thy deep discontent.
My heart a meadow, once lush and bright green
now aching from lost days so sadly spent.

If thy heart sought the truth instead of lies
thee would have held, fast and firm loving vows.
These tears would not splash down from dark skies
as I seek anew, fertile fields to plow.

Blame I, ignorance of deception's wiles
trusting in our dear love and happy bliss.
Pray I, for miracle that reconciles
this distance, preventing thy soft-lips kiss.

With divining heart I could have foreseen
how thy lost heart would fail us, sweet Colleen.

R.J. Lindley
4-23 -1977

Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Words: 108

Note: My ignorance of a friend and his lies once cost me ever so dearly.
Lesson learned in youth, sad but one I suspect a great many others may have learned as well.


Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017

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I'm Not Your Puppet

I’m Not Your Puppet
Don’t you ever forget That I’m not your puppet! I’m not a toy on a string that you can manipulate, So you can walk right back through that gate. You thought you could simply bark out commands, And I would just yield to your demands. But I’m so over you and I hope you can see That I’ve broken those chains and I’m now free. Mr. Manipulator, don’t try to mess with my mind, ‘Cause it has a will of its own as I’m sure you’ll soon find. Don’t even try to figure me out, I’m my own person, that’s what this is all about!
You took my love for granted, And got everything you ever wanted. Well, marionette maker, let me tell you what's true, No more dancing to your tune as I've had enough of you! Trust me I’m not even bitter, But it’s all over and you can go cry me a river. You really did me wrong thinking you could string me along; But nothing lasts forever and I've grown super strong. I’m not your puppet, and as I’ve told you before, My name is not Pinocchio, so see yourself to the door. You'd better understand that I'm my own woman, And I will not be controlled by any man!
Inspired by the R&B song, “I’m Your Puppet,” released in December 1966 by James and Bobby Purify, singing duo.


Copyright © Pandita Sanchez | Year Posted 2014

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Whispers of Your Soul

I wanted to hear your whisper
Yet I could only hear you shout
Your soul filled with all it's turmoil
Filled my own heart with so much doubt

By holding tightly to our pain
Silence became extremely loud
The softer notes within reason
Couldn't be heard above our proud

Were we lovers of the darkness 
Cutting through silence with our knives
Shredding perceived insecurities
In hopes of saving our own lives

Some dances were not meant to be
I heard the anguish in your voice
You took a walk, didn't look back
Loving another was your choice

Then I heard a different whisper
Bubble up, from inside of me
Lessons learned, from a broken heart
Meant freedom from insanity

















Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014

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It Only Hurts When I Smile

I put a smile on my face when I go outside 

My friends all see the pain I try to hide in my eyes

And I try to act like I can make it on my own 

Since you've been gone I'm alone 

I suppose I'm gonna be here a while

And for the rest . . . of my life

 It only hurts when I smile.
.
I thought our love was strong

I didn't think you would leave

I think about about you all the time 

Do you still think about me?

and when I think of how I threw us away

It only hurts when I think 
.
The first time I laid eyes on you you took my breath away

I lost my breath again the day you walked away

Pain won't go and damage is done

And I just can't feel a thing

It only hurts when I breathe
.  
And I see where I went wrong

And I see what I've done

But I don't see you coming home to me

And when I look at it all that way

 It only hurts when I see
.
And I just can't live without you 

My heart is still in your hands 

And there's no "this" left to fix

And there's no "us" left to mend

And I guess I gotta live with it

So it only hurts when I live
.
I put a smile on my face when I go outside 

My friends all see the pain I try to hide in my eyes

And I try to act like I can make it on my own 

Since you've been gone I'm alone 

I suppose I'm gonna be here a while

And for the rest . . . of my life

 It only hurts when I smile.

And for the rest . . . of my life

 It only hurts when I smile.


Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2016

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Hope Outweighs Sorrow

Falling in love’s magical,
it feels, like your heart's on fire.
And dreamers, hear only hope,
not the words of a liar.

When trust begins to weaken,
your heart shores it up with lies.
And an outpouring of pain,
replaces truth as it dies.

Fear gathers, like nagging doubts,
morphing into last goodbyes.
And shared dreams, discreetly drown,
as tears spill from crying eyes.

Let time’s current, carry you
to where hope outweighs sorrow.
For like a river, it flows
towards a new tomorrow.


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015

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Tanka 1 about Smudged Roses

Now published at tankajournal.com




Inspired by Chris'tanka contest ~Now, for the contest :)


Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2014

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For Only A Moment

Did it have to last for only a moment,
our love withered before the flowers you sent,
white carnations, a pure love they meant,
a relationship so newfound and innocent.

Our love withered before the flowers you sent,
your early departure I could not prevent,
a relationship so newfound and innocent,
a memory lingers on like a sweet scent.

Your early departure I could not prevent,
white carnations, a pure love they meant,
a memory lingers on like a sweet scent,
did it have to last for only a moment.





Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2015

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Out of Control


I spin, faster and faster… losing control, I am a propeller rising. Once, you were my mystery to solve – my challenge, my highest vista to climb. You lifted me to your private skies. Spread out before me on red-winged flights, eradicated stars came back to life, painted iridescent by your own two hands. What could only be crayoned by inferior men. All aglow, the universe circled my head - round and round till the dizziness came, infatuation only to blame. I spin…slower, rhythmic, scraping. I am a pinwheel on softest breeze. memories come…memories go. With a crystal crown of constellations, you adorned my flowing hair – locks spun golden, locks I loosened for you. I became a glowing body for you to orbit, a fiery flood of sunlight traveling, Venus gifted in violet dusk, auroras of ribbon braided… I spin…slanting, lower, on tip-toes. I am a ballerina with an audience of one. I watched you watch me in light of all things. I wanted to be center of your universe… rings of Saturn encircled you and I. Mercury’s fire blazed through what was us. Blue-silver splattered moons orbited our sleep. I kissed the moon rock I named after you. I kissed you and only you until dawn slipped between the warmth of our linen sheets. I caught you in my arms time after time, clouds dappled with your eyes floated by… doting, they released scintillating showers upon a wilting flower. When it was time for you to catch me, you were gone…taking with you part of me. I fell hard…back to earth, stained crimson, star-struck. Forever is a long time to chase shooting stars through echoing space. I trusted you, trusted only you, trusted you with me. I rusted, no protection from your harsh elements. We all come back to reality of a spinning earth… we rise or fall, move or hide, heed the call or lie. We come to the self-sharpened point of swim or die. Time rushes by… I sat next to you, held your hand, feeling like my own miraculous sky, regaining my identity… while you read Hemingway, a man’s man you’d say. I spoke of the poem I wrote for you another day. “Yeah, yeah…Aha”, you whispered…my words dismissed, a foreign language never understood. Space and time altered our skies; below, your lies became our demise. Our footprints disappeared before my eyes. In my own miraculous sky, I have slowed my pace, aware of my mistakes, my fear, my grace. I embrace beauty, peace, tears I've cried, the ride… Dawn came early this new day, I drove away, weaved around a pothole, almost crashed. The gravel road rattled my faith. I started to spin again…disoriented, I faltered, but I never turned back. I wonder if I avoided my own catastrophe, saved face, or a little of both… I remember how I asked you about the meaning of love. You turned away, reading Williams that day, madness and genius you’d say, I planted my feet, met your eyes, then marched away. Head held high, you dimmed under a starlit sky. I searched myself and found the brightest star… it led me home. Now, I brush my fingers lightly across a constellation on high… Pegasus, I think. Only to realize, it’s reflection mottles in a rippling puddle below... beauty awakened by my grounded feet. Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, 4/11/15


Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015

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Garden of Roses

I'm just a lily in a garden of roses; I'm a misfit, misshapen, a mistake of a seed- But a lily is all I can be. If you paid visit each hour and each time picked a flower The last one that you'd pick would be me. You might stop and wonder Where the wind took its plunder and carried me far from my home; And with your head tilted Pick a rose that's half wilted And leave me here all alone. You think that I chose this, To be stuck with the roses? Eternally nature's next best? Or maybe I'm third to a daffodil bud, Or fourth to a sunflower's zest. I'm just a lily in a garden of roses. . Being passed by those strolling along But no matter how badly I just want to be picked I know that I'll never belong.


Copyright © Dana Smith | Year Posted 2014

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GUESS IT'S OVER

Never thought it would be easy
After all these years
You’d leave me all alone
To face my lonely fears

Promised me the earth
When I became your bride
Said we were forever
Always side by side

I’m sitting here without you
You were my guiding light
Now you’ve turned your back on me
So I’ve given up without a fight

In time I’ll move on
Now you’ve let me go
One day I may find love again
When my broken heart gets strong

Would I take you back
If you came begging on bended knee
Guess I’m not so sure
I’m getting used to being free


Penned after listening to 3 doors down 'Here without you'
Contest I love rock and roll
Sponsor Kelly Deschler
11~13~ 2014


Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014

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A Drop of Relief

Tear ooze in drops carries scads gliding down contours at the edge it drips with a plop ease the mind of the woes, a sigh elude unawares © Nadiya (10 March 2015) * Chosen Poem of the Day on 12 March 2015 * Placed 2nd in the contest 'Fibonacci' by Rob Carmack on 14 March 2015


Copyright © poesy relish | Year Posted 2015

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Beautiful Pain

Shes The prettiest picture…In The Ugliest Frame. 
We Turned A Beautiful Love Into A Beautiful Pain 
And There Was Never Another ..She was My Sun And My Moon. 
Soon As I Told Her I Loved Her…(She Said)…”Baby Now Your Doomed” 
There was A Time That I loved You…Thinking You Love Me The Same. 
Transformed A Beautiful Love Into A Beautiful Pain. 
And Now My Heart Is So Heavy You Couldn't Lift It With Crane. 
You Were The Sun In My Sky But Know Im Praying For Rain. 
To You Forever Meant Never…To Me True Meaning Remained. 
Our Love No Longer Distinguished cause You extinguished our Flame. 
I Vowed To Never Give Up..Cause I was Hoping You’d Change. 
How Do You Capture A Heart That Doesn't Want To Be Claimed. 
She’s The Prettiest Picture In Hideous Frame 
Know Your Intentions Insidious But still I love you the same. 
My Heart was clearly departed hoping your memory fades. 
Even Made cupid feel stupid and start to question his aim. 
I promise never again and there  is no need to explain. 
Face It…No Body wins when treat love like a game. 
  
And there was never another She was the stars and my Moon.


Copyright © Micah Watkins | Year Posted 2013

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Goodbye Song

Another haunted night, I watch raindrops fall from consolatory words, track each plane flying south, and I think of you. My lungs empty a lonely sigh… I bullet a dark, heaving sky with my angry words as I curse you for walking away again. I remember the starlings that came earlier; they circled low, then perched along the eaves while the sun held me in afternoon glow, as if to say goodbye, friend. We will meet again. I should have known. Night after night, shadows march a solemn procession across a long-faced moon. I know he is mourning, too. Weeds tangle my thoughts until I dream in a web of mismatched memories and neglected clues - so many questions, left in a heap at the foot of our bed, no answers said out loud. Solitude plays games with my heart; mocking me tonight, the house wins again. Why do I gamble after I lost you before? How many times have you walked out that door? I try to mend cracks exposed when darkness fades into golden dawn. I try to color my crumpled world like a child. I paint smiles on your face in our albums to tell myself lies. I replay the moment you walked away; I envision every detail down to one lace that dangled from your new shoes, new shoes bought to step into our new life together. I remember when we wrapped ourselves in our dreams to keep warm. One day, your face will dissolve like a rain puddle on a summer day. One day, I’ll say goodbye and start again. Maybe today will be that day. At least today, I’ll try. A lone starling in a dark, glossy suit lands on my window sill at break of dawn. It wakes me with its sweet, warbled song and waits long enough for me to rise from bed so I might feel the promise of a new day shine into my soul. Then, as my tears fall soft like spun silk, he spreads his wings and flies away. In light of dawn’s blessings, I am the starling, singing a goodbye song. I pray, tonight, I dream of anyone but you. written April, 2014


Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015

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The Color Of Her Eyes

i guess i shouldn't let the color of her eyes wake me in the night but i miss her.  her voice sings to me in the shower i should listen to the rushing water  but i miss her. when i laugh i hear her laugh with me, i shouldn’t but i miss her. i know now love isn't enough.  you can love each other with every centimeter of your make up  but realities will sometimes trump that passion you fight for it, years if you have to you just dance in the soiled water of the flood but sometimes, well like i said, love isn't enough. this isn't a sad story, a feel sorry for me discourse, the moments were real they still live with me she is a part of me us is still in me. i still smile when i think of her, i guess i always will.  but sometimes, in the capture of a moon lit night i also cry.


Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014

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I'm Letting You Go


I’m Letting You Go Teetering, daringly, at the edge of this precipice— clouds shrouding me in their sullen hue— contemplating liberation from a love so necessitous, as it nibbles at my subconscious, like addictive fondue. Cold as a granite headstone, mid-December, a unity sewn from misshapen adventure, now nothing to show, but the rains of November, though fluidly, I danced a decade of prefecture. Tinkering, now and then, with the idea of not free-falling, splendidly, into metempsychosis, but seeing strewn petals, of love, you forgot: no butterfly gains wings without metamorphosis And with this in mind, I brace for what lies below; sweet dreams, darling, for I’m letting you go. 16th February 2017 Again haven't gone with restrictions of syllables, etc. in format. Just went with the flow :)


Copyright © Nicola Byrne | Year Posted 2017

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Beautiful Disaster

Cause you see no one gets how hard it is to fix back into shape when you’re broken,
Shattered,
I think it’s just mathematically, scientifically impossible to get the pieces back perfect,
Because in the process some pieces may have been lost,
Lost and cannot be found,
Cause I found it was so hard to every get over you,
But it looked so easy to you,
Cause maybe you never feel as deep as you said you did,
I fell deep into your lies and your beautiful eyes and it’s just so hard to move on,
Hard to move on, because you left piece of your soul inside me, the exact moment you decided to get inside me,
Despite our use of protection, it didn’t protect the sexually connection,
No it’s not an internet connection that you can easily disconnect from, but it’s almost permanent,
Yes you permanently hurt me ,
And you watch me with those eyes and that grin cause I, the fool gave you the thing,
The thing that I promise that I wouldn’t give until marriage,
I willingly disobeyed God for you,
Cause you became my God,
I worshipped you,
I loved you with every inch of me,
And now we’re inches from being strangers and I have to get over you,
I’m sure to be careful next time around, 
Because I can’t afford to break the pieces of my heart that are left dangling .


Copyright © Zaire Mendez | Year Posted 2016

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I shall never see you again

 you are aware of it
even I'm aware of it
that parallel are going to be our ways
we shall never meet each other again
but getting away from me,my thoughts are  in which you will forever remain
your presence was like a fountain
which is full of love rather than rain
your absence is going to give me a tremendous pain
forever which is going to remain
1 year later
the summer is coming,the summer is going
but the season of sadness is never seem to be get finish
all the happiness which were previously
in my life have gone
but their's one grief which never seem to postpone
these eyes have cried for you
these eyes have woken all night waiting for you
I just wanted to remind you that
where ever you go never forget 
that somebody is living for you
where ever you go remain safe
because somebody is living for you 
that's only what my heart wants
the terrors of forgeting you are which
always haunts
I wanted to know that whether you are safe or not
but a wise guy told me that
don t ask questions you don t wanted to know the answers to


Copyright © Faraz Ajmal | Year Posted 2017

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Tired Tears

                                                  Tired Tears

                                                           
                                      Who am I, in*** this corrosive
                             eye to cry these******** traveling tears.
                           For I will defend****(  )**** my will to mend
                     the oceans of many************years.So I fly away
                                  with skies of*********gray to soulful
                                               saving**** spheres. 



                                                           I
                                                          Am
                                                         Lost
                                                       In a sea
                                                      Of falling 
                                                     Toxic tears
                                                    Loosing logic
                                                  Of internal fears
                                                   Send me home
                                                     To embryos
                                                         Dome

                                    A
                                   Bed
                                  That’s
                                Inner safe
                               For this old
                              Sensitive waif
                            Lachrymal death
                             One last breath
                              The salty sea
                                  To bury
                                     Me


                                                   No 
                                                  More
                                              Tired tears
                                           For I have gone
                                           To a brand new
                                             Distant dawn
                                              That I may
                                                 Spawn.
                                                    ...
                                                 ^^^^
                                              ...............
                                          ^^^^^^^^^^^
                                    ....................................
                            ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
                                             
                                



                                             DEC.24.2016
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Copyright © Winged Warrior | Year Posted 2016

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Sometimes I forget his name

Sometimes
I forget his name
there are cavities 
in love too

dark gaps 
in the cracking heart
where aching
doubt and memories 
pulsate.


© Gry W Christensen


Copyright © Gry Christensen | Year Posted 2014

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I couldn't Give myself to you

Distance over depth my dear..
Is this the end of the affair...
Time is like a noose..
Its wrapped around our necks, slowing breaths of shared regrets , 
but those times inside my bed, where you came time and time again, 
its where you'd knock to let me in, within your eyes I'd learned to swim....

but I couldn't give myself to you, the way you want me too. And you couldn't give yourself to me the way that I believed... 

This bohemian rhapsody,is tangled up in blue, these times they are a changing , I will always love you. 
Times still like a noose. 
A'int no sunshine when's she's gone, she sells sanctuary all night long, you do something to me, your a painkiller in this bitter sweet symphony, so don't you forget about me...
 
But if I could give myself to you, the way you'd want me too, please know that I would, for in us there was only good. But distance berates the miss understood.


Copyright © Ian Black | Year Posted 2017

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Where Truth Lies

Once upon a time.
Terrible things happened.
And nobody cared to hear.
The question is how far will you go?  
You know when the white rabbit 
comes to sing about mushrooms.
You have to wonder what's up.
But in my sleep, my dream state.
It is I who tell them who you are.
As we swim in this ocean called life.
It is the people and places
We welcome in along the way.
That made us feel this way.
And when he left 
He took what little she had left.
And that was her saving grace.
From falling down the rabbit hole 



 9 / 10/ 2015   Thursday


Copyright © Debbie Duncan | Year Posted 2017