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Premium Member Eggs-Acting Revenge Part 1

Oh noo' It has happened again.! I thought we had escaped the continual scene:
forever falling down, and ya know what people actually celebrate it..? 
and we'd thought we were safe here) a place where you had sympathetic support,
ITS NO GOOD..! that's what it isn't..' at last here was a chance at last to get time to
create our own poems, after being famous for all this time..' and we never had the chance
of creating our own stuff..' at least when we were killed off out there it was only by the
cretins..! now it has happened here, its a spiritual thing, sob.' boo-hoo, I saw the 
shadow though..! it was a pale one..and we felt a vindictive force, and then our whole
new world shattered.' I wonder how would some like it? you have been being pushed about since
1643, whoever did it must be a cold hearted and lonely person..' I remember reading 
reading some lines somewhere about just such a writer, hmm..' and now I'm a ghost and its
all down to someone..! Dumpty...that is who I am now..And down in the dumps BUT I AM MAD
MAD MAD and determined..! I can get revenge, I shall snoop in on any soup mail & nasty remarks
and so on; I can do that because I am a ghost now..! we had such a hard life early on at
the abbey farm there was ole aunt Patricia she was strict always minding our p's & q's 
for us always saying we didn't do enough, then after Dad left us 'I was hard' but I never wanted
to be lost and nasty like she was, oh she was a stickler for 'rules' pashaaaw...! never 
changed her life though did they...? hmmm, what to do next.? I don't know though if I
 really should go down that road, it would be a contradiction of all I have tried to live, by
 even through that nasty war, right up to now I suppose..' look! if I became like that I would
probably be going around with a horrible hot anger inside me, it would be like a big heavy
stone where my heart should be..! Oh you know what I mean.! and what would I do next.?
after I track them down.. after, I DESTROY THEM UTTERLY)))  what then old egg? I 
don't know what to do I feel as if I am being 'almost coerced ' here.. and I've heard
about the other place..' its hot they say, with a big black iron round thing..' I don't think
I would like it there, Oh if only Humpty and Dumpty could be here together again..'
Form: Narrative


Hard To Watch

Things aren't the way they used to be......its ...so so 
hard to watch you go down that road......i kinda blame myself....set a good example ....or,so I've been told...i hope we learn this ...before we get to old
	• When are we ever going to learn ..when is it going to turn..going down that same old bend .....hanging out with those same old friends.....hopefully you'll see the light and make everything right
Always waking up in a strange place ...never seeing one friendly face...they all ... wanna... see what you got..when all along they themselves got caught..in the same trap..and you finally see that....thats the day your going to say enough is enough and its time to get tough and its going to be rough..
When are we ever going to learn ...when is it going to turn..going down that same old Bend ....hanging out with pretend  Friends.....hopefully this will end
I finally see what we were meant to be...being alive and free.....not a casualty of society
For some people it takes time.....for others all it takes is a couple of lines of wisdom.....where did all these devils toys come from
When are we going to learn....when is it going to turn...going down that same old bend ..hanging out with pretend friends


Nobody but your family and true friends have your best interests at heart.....so come jump on board and give sobriety a try......you never know how its going to feel until you start....start thinking with your heart...and I guarantee you start feeling so smart...and wonder why it took so long to see that this life is more than dollars and drama....and when did this start.....its never to late to get straight...seeing life with some clarity...now wouldn't that be great
Form: Rhyme

Sick On a Trip

It wasn't till I learned to drive
That I could look forward to going on a family trip in the car.
With the spectre of car sickness always dogging me along the way
Waiting to appear at the most inopportune moments.
I remember once being sick over my brothers new suit before
We were even out the gate.

But as soon as I started driving my stomach underwent 
A miraculous transformation.
And is now quite definitely cast in iron.
Even when I clean up other people's sick.

There is one trip I still dread 
That no amount of driving will keep me from feeling 
Sick in stomach and in mind.
It is a trip I never plan on taking 
But somehow find myself on even when I know I will find no pleasure there.

Thankfully I now don't very often go down that road
And now when I do common sense prevails
Leading me back home quick smart.
As going on a guilt trip is just plain selfish,
With an accident waiting around every bend.
And no happy ending in sight.
Form: Imagism

Bittersweet Chords

And then she said to me,
“Just keep yourself in mind as well. That’s all I ask…”
And I felt the shards of pain in her soundless voice, though it was your grave’s soul speaking
I wanted to embrace her for that eternal kiss of advice,
Had I done so, I would never leave her side…

Still my dear, I must go, to see more of this world
To be there for my dear angel despairing
In our heartfelt goodbyes, you well know my mind and heart are with you
Love, I must be free now
There awaits an untouched land to gaze and walk upon
A new hand to touch and hold on to
A purpose for my words I hold fast

And please… please don’t say you have fallen for me!
For I am tragedy, chaos, a never-ending pit
Please don’t go down that road- think nothing of it! 

As she pleads to me…
Don’t go…don’t go
I’ll miss you…I care for you…I love you…

And my eyes close in that frustrated pause of what may happen
Cringing at the thought of losing that warmth of your cling
I cannot bear to hurt you dearest one…
Yet I cannot bear to stay
Because if I turn once again to you,
I will never see the beauty beyond us both
And this, with your sacrificial tears, I simply cannot bear!

Do not say so loud that you love me,
I cannot bear to hear those words from your heavenly mouth
They both sooth me and perturb me
Can’t you see…why I must never let you have me?

In many of those excruciating pauses,
There were times that I begged for you to love me
Searching every detail out, every crack appearing on your trembling flesh

But when I saw the gaping hole that made up my closest friend,
When it finally sunk in that your heart was crying for me,
And me only,
I remember whispering to myself, though directed at your soul,

Love me when the light dims
Be selfless when you must let me go
I will write you poetry when I feel your heart sobbing
And the laughter we have long shared will kiss your thrones of despair
You will always be a deep, warm part of me
A heart so jovial in outer layers, but tender in its beautiful core
I will sweep my wings over you, dearest
Singing and dancing around bittersweet chords
For in between the rests of passion
There is vast beauty beyond us

“Keep yourself in mind as well”
Though your heart trembled from the pangs of unsaid truths,
That’s all you asked…

Premium Member ELEVATE

A flower can bloom just like your life.  
You just open up and make the sacrifice.  
Don't ever feel like you want to quit,  
Because in life, you will start to reminisce.  
Always be patient; let your life start to revolve.  
Never settle for the unknown; always stay involved.  
Be quick to listen, not quick to anger.  
Don't go down that road if you sense the danger.  
Let your life hover, and let it gravitate.  
Take a step to the ground and start to meditate.  
Get familiar with yourself and love who you are,  
Because that blooming flower in your life will take you so far.  
Be proud of yourself and let your light shine.  
Remember, the world is yours, but it's only a matter of time.
Form: Rhyme


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