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I was falling ,falling into the gushing rivers,
My eyes stared looking above to the heavens knowing that "This is it",
My goodbye to the world to everything I knew ,Life,Love,Hate. Everything!
Evil pushed me to the edge,The edge of my own Annihilation
Consumed me like that of Poison from a Scorpion,
I couldn't think,I couldn't feel,
All I ever wanted was to be happy,
Was that t much to ask for?
I sat outside on a bench one eerie and cold evening..
I asked myself "why me?"
Why did I have to hurt this way?
Why did I feel like I didn't belong?
I couldn't find my purpose,that calling we all waited and yearn for our entire lives
I didn't feel like anyone loved me ,appreciated me .
It all "sucked",it really did.
I had a plan the only way out.
Out from this "Hell" called my life,
I found a safe zone ,the only place I knew I could be free
Somewhere I can fulfill My dreams,
I starting walking ,walking on the grassy wet path to this place called Dante's River.
I looked down at the gushy waters far belong,
The strong cold wind swayed me a little,
I climb on the ledge holding the ledge,
A new life awaits me,as i looked down
One free of despair and pain.
I closed my eyes as I felt the tears trickled down ,
A sense of fear overcame me,
"I had to !" I said to myself ,
It was the only way,
I let go of the rope,
I felt myself falling ,falling..
From the life I once knew,
My eyes forever closed from my reality,
Reality which I could no longer bare,
My Heart and Soul was weak to much of a burden I had to bare,
But I felt at peace ,Peace from it all that caused this insanity.
Form:
Laughing wind sings through the oaks and pines
Making me feel like it knows my heart’s thoughts
Amusing, breaths of joy flow as sunlight declines
Letting me see, even when I weep, You’re alive
Writing my story with the most tender guidelines
Murmuring through the leaves that fall in silence
Restoring my hope with Your peace who defines
Every prayer, all my praise, love who never betrays
Still, cool twilight feels like You’ve answered me
With words of grace, hope like a gentle embrace
With tears who can’t explain, I fall to my knee
Reaching out to the only One capable of healing
The One who writes my story with words who agree
Whatever comes in this life, I have another life
A life waiting in glory, where love is deeper than the sea
And I intend to swim in its wonderful for eternity
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
Mary Oliver
A look out the window shows a lake
in the middle of the woods,
offers the sun’s reflections and friends made
miles away from any town.
The bartender in the restaurant
charges a dollar for the cola,
but the view is for free.
Cottages scattered among trees
allow each resident a piece of nature.
The sun peaking through a crown
offers a view of the sublime.
Off somewhere deer and bears reside
while I ponder hidden meanings of life.
One week spent in this wild paradise offers visions
to carry me through my daily life.
rushing clear, wild, and free
I am a tumbling mountain stream
this perpetual motion I'm addicted to
from now on, I'm warning you
whatever I reach out to hold onto
I'll honor, I'll cherish, then slip hitherto
away to drift, to roam recklessly
after attempting, but, oh, so fecklessly
to stay, to settle, to build something ...
shameless... I so should be running
yeah, karma... it is your boyfriend, love
even if you were the prettiest dove
this energy past from life to life
in me, I fear, will always reside
why, leaf, are you lost in the wind
blown away and never seen again
it's the season, something you can't control
warm days too short and long nights too cold
to hang onto what gave you your precious life
I know.. you laugh... to think you'll ever die
leaf you've lived and never lived at all
your destiny always and ever is... to fall
dripping like a faucet down the drain
there is no struggle there is no pain
even for the life to which you've clung
on the ladder you're just a rung
for another wanderer soaring up
who'll evaporate into a stormy cloud
leaping from which, he'll cry out loud
because that clear, free, wild stream
is where he's always longed to be
Find a heart
Leave. Leave. Live this life
Beating leaves in the autumn
See this moment. A landscape
Imagined life. Fantasy. With you
Loving you. I can’t say. Satan
A hematite stone on your path.
Loved you. Only you. Silver walk
Last way. Be on the side. Evil’s
Feel a hand. I am cold. But you love
Bring lives. Invisible. Lights. Ever moments
Suffering. I can’t forget. Following past
You are memory. Mine. Just walk. Drop heart
Find. A heart with pain. Filled love. Dried heart
Bloody life. Clean heart. Beathing death. Can’t find. Breathing
I love you, take you. Delete me. Save lives. Live them
Near you. So far. Live a heart. Loved you. Thousand moments
Lost. Past. Loved a woman. My heart. Dried life.
Just walk. Remember. Loved a walk. Get and drop my life
I love you. Still. Alien heart loving you. Need someone
Stop. You. Go. A heart wishing you. Don’t want to miss you
I love you. Always. Forgotten desire. A poor guy. Hoped life
Save me. Be my love. I respect you. We are far. I love you
Save
Find a heart
Desire
All my wishes and all that could have been,
Became a dream I never could reach.
I crave for things I cannot attain.
My brain won’t allow me to make those same mistakes again.
So alone I stay and alone I lay.
I still dream of better days,
But that future seems like it is a long way away.
The rain pours down inside my heart;
It’s cold in this part of my body of scars.
Wounds will not heal, when I can no longer feel,
The warmth of her love,
In this nightmare which has become real.
Dark days are upon us.
Without the opportunity of love, I can be no star.
Love is needed to bring some kind of happiness to my memoir.
I want to have a life where I am allowed to just write,
But that life is unattainable, without a wife.
I need motivation, to change my situation,
But being single makes me,
Apathetic to being all I can be.
Words speaking of sorrow leave me wanting to be more positive,
But I can never forgive and I don’t know how to live,
This never ending story of searching for glory;
Or just acceptance, that my lines are worthy.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Hopes, fears, dreams, hurts, and desires
Are all felt in heartfelt fires;
The dreams of tomorrow, the happiness, the sorrows
The fear of loving, the fear of living day to day
All are feelings, felt by all.
Touching you, feeling you, and having the need, to hold on forever
Loving, doubting, and fearing, the process are potent combinations for disaster;
Want to throw out the hurts, want to toss away the fear-
Want to embrace the remaining years with arms stretched wide open.
Embracing life, love, and all the fears
Throw caution to the wind- and began to live- for today-
But, for one to put away the sorrows of tomorrow, to enjoy what comes with heartfelt fires-
One will need to cope with these - heartfelt desires -
Dead World
Only bog, a marshland, outcaste life, a world of a life
A world of a bona fide and kind-hearted life, no image
No vision, no view, nothing, the future is blind, a kind
the one of our missed love. All of them. Killed hopes
by your will, you followed your nazi psychologists. I died
my life, the hoped children, still waiting for their lights
You are an English lady and I am a European man. No kinds.
We are no lives. No life. I come from the health socialization
You are driven by foggy psychology. English misty lands
England has killed its roots. All the European lines
You have no river or path in a European life, a far live
My soul and demon needed to send you a saver's hand
You cut off my hand
You killed our lines
Loved you my heart,
my ancestors
was waiting for you
with crystal hearts
Loved you
Vilmos
Demon
(Free Verse)
Take time to see around you
So much that we take for granted
We all miss those little things
Which mean much more in life
We blindly make our way sometimes
Not knowing where we are
Not knowing for sure how or when to stop
Or what at the end of the rainbow waits for us
Most of the time the world seems,
For us such a confusing and lonely place
We want so much more all the time
Than what in the present we might have
Things come and go with the speed of time
Rushing and groaning the days are drifting by
Adept the fingers of time never pause for a moment
In time leafing continual pages of joys and of…sorrows
We should learn to stop for a moment
From our very busy lives and take a look around
And really see what we might be missing all the time
Everyday of our lives when we're in pursue of other things
We should learn to stop for a moment
And really smell the roses that are paved in our way
To stop for a moment and appreciate everybody
That God had given us to love and care everyday
The world spins around and never stops,
For you and me things may not be always right
Always something missing always something lacking
Out of life, in the distance we hear the peals of laughs
Smiles leave reflections clamoring for much more
Much more than what we perceive and seek
Chained up by days and more days
We follow right behind scratching for more air
But the world never stops for you and me
It will never stop for you and me
And never had stopped before for no one
And you know very well that it will never will
So make the best of what you now have
Breathe deep and never stop dreaming
Because dreams have a way of coming true
If you persist and never give up and be true to yourself.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
aka ladylove
copyright@2005
December,9,2014
I've often ridden Ferris wheels
and even spinning cups.
I've ridden whirling parachutes
that don't know 'downs' from 'ups.'
I've taken train rides through the night,
that zip across the miles,
and airplane jaunts that carried me
to foreign lands in style.
But there is something I would love
to try to do some day;
I'd love to ride my heart and be
completely swept away.
I've known a few amazing folk
who have no trouble there.
They simply jump aboard their hearts
and ride without a care.
They trust that inner core to know
the right thing to be done,
new destinations to be sought
and places they should shun.
I so admire this willingness
to ride one's inner heart,
for those who do will know the best
that living can impart.
They'll soar to heights I've never known
and zip through night's dark ride
with boundless hope and pure delight,
and joy they cannot hide.
Though I may ride my Ferris wheels
and spin in giant cups,
or dangle in a parachute,
when life itself erupts,
I'd rather know that I might ride
my heart to dreams, above
the edge of reason, out of sight
to somewhere ruled by love...
a land where only hearts can go,
where hope and peace are found,
where life's adventures never cease,
and gifts of love abound.
For such adventure, such delight,
I'd gladly set aside
the tired restraints of reason's grip
and jump aboard the ride.