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open your doors
close all the windows
sleeping's such a bore
suffocate it with pillows
psh, i'm not hellbent
shut your mouth
it's called character development
WOOPS. broke routine again
and the poem's gone south.
made myself out to be the bad guy
so they wouldn't feel as sad when i die
so many
so many damn times you told me
all those uplifting words regarding my significance
did i ever stop to listen?
now look at all this tension
i am the patient
you're the asylum
this heart rate is hesitant
unless you revive them
i'm the addiction and
you are the needle
i'm the mutilation
you're the scars that will heal
i am the stash
and you're the supplier
i am the match and
you are the fire
you are the truth
and i am the dare
you are the daydream
i'm the nightmare
i am the cigarette
you are the lighter
i am the pirouette
you're the choreographer
we all are so sad
we've both lost our thrill
that's just too bad but
we both know the drill
made myself out to be the bad guy
so i wouldn't feel as sad when i die
Copyright © Agony Aiane | Year Posted 2016
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The final leaf falls ~ and I’m bare ~ it’s me that you’re reading here
What I am I’ll always be~even if I decorate my tree~with colorful crystal balls
I brave a winter’s pain ~ a summer’s swell ~ I can spring anew and I do fall
I cry like a baby~and laugh through it all~cause I am who I am ~ standing tall
Seasons come ~ and seasons go ~ my branches reaching out to touch you ~
welcoming what life unfolds ~ my roots firmly planted ~ by a river that flows
~ in a conscious garden ~ the soil of heaven ~ feeds my earthly soul ~
Copyright © Arturo Michael | Year Posted 2018
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The whisper of dawn calls my name
gliding like a softly-bathed air: tangy
and afloat with a spice of mint
in christened pools lithely buoyant.
A path of upturned twigs rip free
to sail along bobs of peppered dew;
dewy in a way new sunrise adorns
pastel fingers where wings of ray
become intricate as it is daring ; calling
forth, 'Daughter of Light'..."Light's Daughter"
till the fragrance of earth winds
huffs upon morn's sweet delicacy ,
bearing my mythical seal upon gracious earth.
1.16.2017
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Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2017
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I Am Why….
Why’s that nightingale sings all through the night, I am why.
How come rain makes a rainbow by kissing light? I am why.
I am why how the season changes on Earth, I confess.
A thousand mysteries for your vanished sight, I am why.
I am love that hurts and transcend beyond high, I confess.
With love every second is life, without a fight, I am why.
Lovers, they know my name with each breath of life, I confess.
I confess that the oneness is shining bright, I am why.
I am in you and you are in within me, I confess.
We are cause and effect that deals without plight, I am why.
I am here and I am there and everywhere, I confess.
You are dreaming to reach my neighboring height, I am why.
Go and ask “Haloo” since he knows who I am, I confess.
He might reach out to me, I know he just might, I am why.
5/20/18 Haloo
Note: The rhyming in Ghazal ends with AA bA cA dA eA etc. It comes in two different forms with and without refrain. (Poetrysoup has a great explanation for this form of poetry).
Copyright © Pashang Salehi | Year Posted 2018
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PAS MUET
I am a puppy here
The smallest
The skinniest
The silentest (is that even a word)
Stotteraar
Bègue
I wheel my wheels among them
The alpha dogs
The loud ones
I am silent
Bègue
My eyes are open wide
I watch them
Follow their every move
My mouth clammed shut
Bègue
My hands write nervously
On my notepad
With my pencil
My words arranged in neat sentences
Bègue
He understands though
He smiles with fun, no pity there
We go way back
He is my psychiatrist.
Bègue
In silence I contemplate
But silent I am not
My words are multi coloured
I like them
Niet stom
Not mute
Pas muet.
Pas muet.
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December 30, 2016
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2016
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she always knew
her shadow of grey
would never inspire
moments
of amber gold and olive
her residence had been a tapestry
of silent tolerance
questioned by fear
of who she really was
she shuffled
from place to place
and back
committing only if she new
a way out
so often
no one really knew of her worth
it would get erased
each time she closed a door
as she often did
for most
she arrived
as a magnificent spark
burning incredible moments
of forever imprints
just as quickly
a candle quivering
unsettled afterthoughts
to those who tried
to latch to her light
but
she had never lived
what others considered
life
it was an illusion that she
never understood
one to sorrowful to
settle her sensitive stem
it would smother her oxygen
and sift her energy
when her heart finally
had enough of the farcical
she would lock her walls
fold her life
and paint her windows black
she would sit in hush
waiting
for any like one
to come
to water
no one ever did
when the wound became absolute
she ran away from herself
aloof to the weight of moments
anchored to her heart
no longer questioning or reasoning
but content to
not be
until
there was no more
she sat in silent playgrounds
listening to children laughing
she enjoyed the indulgence
of a soft encounter with hope
she watched as the
last crimpled leaf
fell from its tree
dangling in a winters breath
she found pleasure knowing
that life existed and when over
could walk gently away with no
hesitation or need to stay
she was the swimmer
who contently dove
every evening
into an ocean of sand
her breath was a privilege
rewarded moment by moment
a mirror reflecting her smile
could no longer see
the mirror had found faith
to console all of her
unseen tangled wounds
watching a flowing river
with daffodils and garbage
the journey became her solace
all else was smoke
It was then
she would remember
emptiness floats into butter colored warmth
because it needs to heal
sadness was the addiction of re-living anything
that ever made our hearts soar
perfection lives in gratitude
of complete imperfection
imperfection
is the essence
of hope at birth
rising
Copyright © Gabrielle Jordan | Year Posted 2018
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I am the blackboard
before chalk pictures and words
after the dust falls
Copyright © P.M. Richter | Year Posted 2018
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The other me you'd be quite surprised
She wears high heels, makes up her eyes
she parades around, singing lively songs
telling bawdy jokes where she belongs
Upon the stage, she's not alone
for in that bar, the stage, her home.
Dressed head to foot in sequinned gowns
the punters watch her earn her crown.
The greatest sight they've ever seen,
to them she is, the peoples 'queen'.
Every night there in that bar,
They come to watch her, she's the star.
She gives the punters what they want
Singing lively songs, to which they chant.
Then when it's time to close the doors,
she exits with rapturous applause.
They clap and shout and scream her name,
She revels in that loving fame.
When the show is o'er and done,
she's back to where she first begun.
She removes her wig, takes off her makeup,
and now it's time for him to wake up.
Oh there he is, where has he been?
pretending to be the people's queen.
It's back to some normality,
is she a he?, or he a she?
You see, the answer is quite clear,
She's a he and he's a *****.
Earning cash from having toiled
in late night bars,
burning midnight oil.
Copyright © carl onwochei | Year Posted 2015
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I Am Who I Am
Date: Wed, Dec 23 2015 at 8:11 PM
I don't wear no disguise
My True Self I can't hide
Without God I don't want to Rise
I like to look at the Storms Rage an Waves an its tides
I not Surprised of the Storm preys on my Demise
God is real and He's not far to find
I fight to win the ultimate prize
But this not a race between you and I
I can prove I'm not like these other guys
Light in me bright as the Sunrise
So I got to let my Sun Shine
But the Moon comes an tries to make the Sun Die
Life is a roller coaster but it's a fun ride
Just to ride it one time
I like to let my wings Skydive
An fly like an Eagle through the Cloud Smiles
If you want to fly with me be ready for the Clouds Vows
The Storm in this Life
No need to be afraid when the Thunder Sounds
Got to be Strong when Weak & Strife
Won't pay you to fly with me through the Nights
Cause I'm destined for great Heights
An we all destined in destiny's Sight
To meet her you will have to fight & Sacrifice
To choose live Right
Use your God Given Gifts to Strike
Your Art from the Sparks
That you Draw
Life is like a See Saw
Still Unique from the feats of my Flaws
Come to my room you'll see all the Writings on the Wall
If God not clapping for me there's no need for a Applause
I take a Bow when I get Heavens Standing Ovation
I Mediate on Mountains right now I'm on the Appalachians
Just for Higher Meditation
At a Height of Elevation
Just to listen to my Higher Self for Revelations
The Evil & Good Thoughts that's Incinerating
I can feel negative energy when it's Waving
I Listen to the music in my heart an Listen to what it's saying
We can be Godly and Satanic
Show Love & Hate in the Same Formations
Off and On Manipulations
I'm chasing God & Greatness
I'll be damned if the devil take it
They say you got to fake it to make it
Nah I'm to be Patient & Dedication
With Concentration until the Conformation Confiscated
I'm too Thorough to Let Fakeness be my Acceleration
I'm Second Guessed but I don't agree with those Calculations
Or those Estimations
See here's the real Equation
I had to do Division & Multiplication
In my Circumference in my Radius
Trying to put my mark in the Pavement
From starting from the basement
To the Maintenance
To get to the highest level of the skyscrapers
I Thank God for all the Favors
An for Jesus being my Savior my Lifesaver
I see myself as the White Ranger
Fighting with my Light Saber
Against Dark Vador
Through his Dark Capers
I see the Dark Vapors
Alot of times I wish I had a Eraser
To Erase alot of unwanted choices
That made me Poison
Through my Voyage
I could of Avoided it
An Destroyed It
Instead I made an Appointment Visit
Still with my Ointment Anointment on me Written
But I'm to live with it
If you could feel what I feel it would be intensive
It's not over until God Say it is Finished
You can't see me Scars but my flaws in a Blemish
Respect for Who I Am with Suspicions from the Critics
I am still Well Winded
I don't need to fit in
I'm not a Chameleon
Cause I'm not Bending
An I'm not Blending
We is not Mixing
But I am a Chemist
When it comes to Inventing Inventions
An going through Dimensions
I write Riddles with Symbolism
You can Understand if you Encrypting Hieroglyphics
I'm a Spiritualist
I'm not Religious
But I Know God living
That's because we got a Kinship
You can learn if you study His Manuscripts
The Blueprints of why we Exist
I have Spiritual Gifts
& Psychic Wit
I'm on a Psych Trip
Using the Vastness of The Mind Ticks
So I get to using Wisdom & Enlightenment
To Writing
To Release the Little Giant
To Release the Lion
To Breath out the Sirens
Inside My Mind Spiraling
Striking the Strings of The Violins
An Play the Music Inside That Spins
Copyright © uriel wisdom | Year Posted 2015
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have you ever felt like
the flashing red light on the roof,
lonely as ever
visible at night, useless by day?
in sync with its partner next door
for a quick kiss over a few flashes only
then arguing again and again
night in, night out.
have you ever felt like
the flashing red light on the roof,
not signaling a warning to keep away
but sending a call for compassion?
using the dark pauses in between
to yell the same name
over and over and over
into the emptiness of each night.
have you ever felt like
the flashing red light on the roof,
being your silent cry
only heard by your eternal love?
Copyright © A.O. Taner | Year Posted 2016
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Twenty four dead roses
Heat waves and reposes
No one knows what never was
Autumn breezes sing in melancholy hues
Flowers dance around paupers grave
Buried now yet never saved
From life's despair or a loving hand
Sadness is the graves last grand stand
Loneliness lost in cobbled stone alleys
No one sees the empty tear
Anxiety knifes the lonely mans fear
Autumn winds chant yet no one hears
Four and score and long ago
Childhood memories in rivers flow
Now dry and scorched on withered page
Dead poets lost in the mind of a sage
Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2017
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Birdpeople, they fly. birdpeople they glide. you wont see them. they live in the trees, watching you breath and breed. Those nasty human beings. doesn't this world belong to everything?
dictated by Jason Scogin.
Copyright © Phillip Arnold | Year Posted 2015
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Caput et Versus
Many a saga have been written....................
*Link in notes to see complete poem
Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2016
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I am the someone in no one
I am the beginning and the end
I am the alpha and omega
I am your true best friend
I am not here nor there
I am that I am
I am the son of my father
I am the lion I am the lamb
I am the you in the me
I am the all in all things
I am the one that shows you love
I am the king of all kings
I am forever forgiving
I am the one that gives you sight
I am at the right hand of my father
I am the way I am the light.
Jan.28.2016
Copyright © Winged Warrior | Year Posted 2016
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There's a cross....in Jerusalem
Waiting there......for everyone
Justice speaks...One word
Guilty
The hammer rules in the darkness there
Death confirmed....by a Roman spear
There's a cross in Jerusalem.....
Oh but wait......
There's a baby in Bethlehem!
Savior
There's a house.....falling fast
Foundation tears....Stones are cast
Future speaks.....one word
Uncertainty
Chaos rules......in the turmoil there
Wounded pride....Rips the atmosphere
There's a house......falling fast
Oh but wait......
There's a carpenter in Nazareth
Savior
copyright
Copyright © Chuck Melugin | Year Posted 2017
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Sitting here all alone
Getting lost in my head
Wandering off in the fields of your game
Soaked by the pouring rain of your lies
Burned by the pain spreading like a wild fire
Silent tears aflow speeding down to lakes
I am left stranded on the brink of drowning
alone
Lost in my dark world
Dwelling on the past
Letting anger boiling in my heart
My mind is on fire spitting harsh words
I am miles away from forgiving
Time speeds away and tomorrow becomes today
Still you are rewinded in my head
And time and again sitting in my own pool of tears
Never realized how much precious time had slipped away stealing a piece of me into damnation
I am hurt
I am broken
I am sad
And I am worn out
So today I am going to care for me
I am forgiving you to fade out of my mind
From this day on you are a memory of a well learned lesson
Today I am walking with my head up
and smile like I just received a box of Macadamia chocolate
I am free and I'm gonna love me more
Peace out...
Smile
Akkina R Downing
6-20-17
Copyright © Akkina Downing | Year Posted 2017
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"Can you sit still, for a change?
and stop the annoying clicking?"
I'm trying hard! It doesn't work!
I click, and keep on ticcing
"Sit in the back, don't want to see
your twisted face much longer
Pick up your notepad and your pen
Before I show my anger"
I spent my years in school alone
A quiet, silent dreamer
Because of what I couldn't control
I grew defensive armour
And only now I understand
That deep inside my heart hurts
That I am allowed to be just me
With my freaky quirky outbursts
This is just me, a little guy
Who writes and loves his wordplay
Who opens up his heart for you
So smile and please, please stay.
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2016
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Satan is destroying your graveyards
And defacing your Synagogues
Now you remember that
You are black too
Copyright © edward johnson | Year Posted 2017
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I am who I am
Not because I want to be, but because I have to be
I have no name, no identity
I am a blank face in a blank world
There is no color, only blacks and whites
When I open my eyes
There is nothing that surrounds me
The world is empty and silent
I roam all alone with no one by my side
Emotions do not exist
I cannot cry, nor can I smile
Because of this, I am who I am
As my life carries on
The days grow shorter and the nights grow longer
I sit under the stars and I stare at the moon
The voices mock me and the faces smirk
I run, run as fast as I can
No matter how fast my legs seem to go
They appear to be sinking
With every attempt to escape
I only sink more and more
I am unable to break free from my prison
I am unable to see what’s right in front of me
This is who I am
The things that I do and the things that I say
They are what define me
They are what make me “me”
I am molded into a sculpture that I have not made myself
I am the vision of what someone else has created
I try and try to sew myself back together
But my needle is worn and my fabric is torn
Every stitch seems to become unmended
Nothing will stay in place
Because of this, I am scattered across the floor
I can’t pick myself up
Allowing others to walk right on over me
I am who I am
Not because I want to be, but because I have to be
I have no name, no identity
I am a blank face in a blank world
There is no color, only blacks and whites
Copyright © Tatianna Leachet | Year Posted 2017
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And she thought words were beautiful even in the early morning….
The heart she bare on her sleeve was as transparent as her apologetic warnings. Daydreaming consistently,she was flawed but not boring. . Her every breath inhaled the scent of constant passion;
Pressing a pen onto paper was her weapon against reaction.
The complexity of her ways. ..left even the wisest to contemplating for days. This is not just a phase. .To be cursed with the constant of empathetic waves. Being so humbled, it hurts. Life was no game;Her love just put you first.
It’s just how she was created. .Never because she self -hated. . She never deserved to be ill-fated. .
She says that she’ll Fake it. Fake it until she makes it. I believe her because she’s strong.Where she is, is where she belongs.
This is how some are left confused--
Tilt there heads because there amused. Amused…to see someone not fighting to prove.
Feeling no need to ramble bad vocabulary.Is in comparison quite the contrary.
She enjoys observing the surroundings while listening. She want to get what she’s been giving. What Im trying to convey..Even if your in your battle everday.
Never let others change your ways.
Never let circumstances cause dismay.
Copyright © Sara Lucas | Year Posted 2017
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What is this feeling
This feeling deep down in my soul
Eating away at me
Threatening to tear away my flesh
And unmask me as someone completely different
Than who I pretend to be
When you’re constantly worried
About being exposed
As someone who you think no one will like
You can’t focus on who you really are
Life is no fun
When you are not letting your true self out
If you constantly hold yourself back
Hiding from the world
Pretending to be tough
Pretending to be a person
Who is not bothered by their words
So let your hair down
Be the person you want to be
Who cares if they don’t like you
You are worthy of their love
If they can’t see that
They’re blind
Let yourself cry
Let yourself feel the feelings that you always denied
Let yourself be who you want to be
Don’t be the person you think they will like
Be the person you will like
Copyright © Alexandra Hill | Year Posted 2018
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I always saw myself, a rarity
My inner peace comes with clarity
I'm so extreme, it often seems
The world is so unfair to me
Then I was called an Aquarius
Turns out, there are many of us
About as rare as a rocking chair
Or a pecan in a can of nuts
But how in the world could it be
Are there really others, just like me
Deliriously mysterious
Tempting the line of both extremes
I've accepted that I'm strange
Agreed that I won't change
But I was taught, it was my fault
It was I who was deranged
Now I just observe
I need not speak a word
No longer blind, I see my kind
I admit, it seems absurd
As if I walk around
Without speaking sound
But even still, others will
Know I am a clown
They'll know I'm awfully odd
By the transparency of my facade
I cannot hide, won't tell a lie
They'd know I was a fraud
Just look at my date of birth
It will tell you what I'm worth
No need to wait, inevitable fate
Now you know henceforth
Copyright © Anna Hopper | Year Posted 2017
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The curtains close , darkness takes the place
of light he reevaluates his life takes a good look
at the man inside and he asks "who am i" and so
his thoughts run rampant with question that only
lead him deeper into the answer he has always feared
but he keeps on un afraid of what is ahead until he is
face to face to his true reflection and he sees that he
isn't the monster he always thought he would find under
the masks all he sees is a scared little kid who has
spent his life in the dark so long that the light frightens
him deeper into the fascade of lies.
Copyright © Danie Garza | Year Posted 2016
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Today, I reversed my clock
turned it backwards
like counter clockwise
changed the numbers on the face
To wind back the days
to undo the ways
To come back upon a place
that is forever in my memory
Was then I had a thought
into the other realms
Of a new kind of world
to take back the helms
One where we get good for the good
and bad gets bad for the hold
Turning us back
to never get old
Its a new way of thinking
a new kind of time
a new kind of longevity
a new kind of rhyme
a new kind of discovery
a new kind of feeling
a new kind of reality
a new kind of healing
When we change how we think
and our thoughts in that line
Its a secret I know
of this wave of the sine
The planet turns counter clock wise
The solar system turns counter clock wise
The galaxy turns in proximity of that
The highest of leaders
all knew of this chat
And this is how they got us all turned wrong
we've been misled
for time does not exist
its only behind
And its in the written mysteries
That only we can find
if we only learned to think with our 'own' mind.
Copyright © Liam Alepta | Year Posted 2017
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The Hop Devil you've already been defeated
You've been thrown out of heaven
So now you're casting lots trying to defeat me
But what you don't understand is it's not part of God's plan
I am a man and I take my stand
And I must insist I shall resist
Those fiery darts headed for my mind and my heart
I'm going to be more than a conqueror
More than a conqueror I'm more than a conqueror yes I am
More than a conqueror
I am excising my authority over the enemy or
I am more than a conqueror
More than a conqueror I am more than a conqueror
Yes I am more than a conqueror
I am exercising my authority over the enemy
I am an overcomer by the blood of the Lamb
I am more than a conqueror yes I am
I can't be defeated but this is not part of God's plan
Satan get thee behind me but I am taking a stand
More than a conqueror I'm more than a conqueror
Yes I am more than a conqueror
Satan I rebuke in you and in myself I resist my thoughts
But my Lord my God has helped me be this conqueror
More than a conqueror
More than a conqueror
I've got my trust in Jesus and my God has supplied my armor
I will go to war into the battlefield soothe it up and holy gear
I am ready for the battle and I shall not have been more than a conqueror
I am more than a conqueror yes I am
I am exercising my authority over the enemy
Bring it all Lucifer I am free the fiery darts will no longer persuade me
I have authority over you I rebuke you I'm suited up in righteousness
Time to end of this faithfulness the victory is the Lord and he has overcome
I am more than a conqueror yes I am
Written by James Edward Lee Sr 2017©
April 30 2007
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017