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Sarah Ramharrack Poem
Rip me to pieces and toss me aside,
I will wear my bruises proudly
never will I hide
Let the world judge even though it is not their place
I have myself a small comfort
No choice left, I must finish this race
The journey is important
but the mode of transport must change
For these things I cannot swallow
Or I might find myself deranged,
A sea of tears flow freely,
I could almost drown,
Stifling my sorrow
Not a sob, not a sound,
As the witching hour approaches
It shrouds me in the stillness of the night,
I stumble about in this tunnel
seeking the guiding light,
In the distance I see a glimmer ahead,
That will restore an abundance of life
To what was once dead.
Hope is not the ability to grasp at mere straws,
It is the possibility that something better
lies behind closed doors.
Copyright © Sarah Ramharrack | Year Posted 2012
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Sarah Ramharrack Poem
Close your eyes and hold my hand
As you step into the quickening sand,
Wandering into your hazy dreams,
I slip in at the fragile seams,
Perusing thoughtfully at your hidden shame,
I whisper softly your sweet name,
You are now aware of my voice,
As it trembles air so moist,
Draining the fear and fury from your heart,
With song, poetry and works of art,
Your demons shall tremble in deepest fear,
Knowing that I am always here,
To look after you in your darkest hour
And be the ray of light in your darkest tower.
Copyright © Sarah Ramharrack | Year Posted 2012
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Sarah Ramharrack Poem
A true friendship is the place you go home to
When peace you cannot find.
It keeps a part of your soul
And is never far from your mind.
A true friend will forever forgive you
And never count how many times.
They will teach you how to
Make limeade when all life gives you is limes.
When you are hurting in your own little hell,
No matter how far you may stray,
The truest of friends who knows you so well,
Will always know exactly what to say.
Copyright © Sarah Ramharrack | Year Posted 2013
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Sarah Ramharrack Poem
A Hush falls upon the night,
As conjurations take full flight,
Sashaying through the misty dew
My thoughts drift towards you
Silently asleep lips lightly apart
Rhythmic intakes keeping time with your heart
A sigh, a gasp, a frown,
What could thy dreams be as the rain thunders down?
A smile in the darkness, a tug upon the sheets,
Covering your face as the coldness nibbles at your feet,
Eyes flicker for a moment then the moment is gone,
Soon the spell of the moon shall be broken by chant of a new dawn.
Copyright © Sarah Ramharrack | Year Posted 2013
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Sarah Ramharrack Poem
I come to you with a broken spirit and an open mind,
Seeking your wisdom and ties that bind,
Asking for nothing more than a comforting hand,
A place for this drifter to safely land,
But you turn me away because of your own defects
Quoting me phrases from an ancient text,
Never seeking to read what was actually written,
Barking and biting at what has already been bitten,
A slave to your own blindness you will not even deign,
To listen to a truth which your tainted ear may profane,
I'm still speaking, yet you have not heard,
The sound of my voice nor the depth of my words,
Like drawings in the sand your thoughts ebb away,
Leaving a clean slate for ignorance to prey.
Copyright © Sarah Ramharrack | Year Posted 2013
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Sarah Ramharrack Poem
If you could sneak a peek into my mind,
what confounding things you might find,
for there my darkest ponderings lay awake,
silent now for society's sake,
resting whilst consciousness reigns,
making notes of my Id's complaints,
those unsatisfied urges, those murky thoughts,
those suppressed battles I haven't yet fought,
the graphic conceptions ahead of this age,
searing passion and unbridled rage,
If you saw what I can see,
without a last glance, you would turn and flee from me.
Copyright © Sarah Ramharrack | Year Posted 2012
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Sarah Ramharrack Poem
You have made me as I am,
Broken and irreparable, tossed aside
In the darkest place imaginable
I am now huddled,
Broken and Ravaged,
How can I recover?
When you insist on tearing open my wounds,
At the first sign of a scar.
This is what you have condemned me to,
This darkness, betrayal,
I am undone, you, my undoing,
You have seen me,
My permission granted
To do what you will,
My mistake, my one true folly embedded with regret,
Such delicate matters for one as unfit,
As you have revealed yourself to be,
Incapable of ever truly loving me,
Those words you have chanted upon my unwise ear,
I see now the hollow nature they wear,
No substance behind the seams of your lies,
No passion within your sighs,
No promise in your eyes, no hope in your words,
Garments disguised the emptiness of the absurd,
The absurd disguised in belief of love,
The lover disguised as bliss thereof,
Endearments spoken and all care tossed aside,
Swimming in the unknown beckoning of the tides,
I blame you not,
For it was by my hand,
That condemned me to this deserted land,
Where nothing grows,
No water flows,
No song upon the wind,
No acknowledgement of sin,
No life within me,
No life without me,
No shudders in the dark,
No warmth in the morn,
No careless whispers at the peak of dawn,
Trust lives here, trust is rot,
My soul is weary, my wounds are not.
Copyright © Sarah Ramharrack | Year Posted 2012
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Sarah Ramharrack Poem
Human beings are strange...
Their abilities of destruction know no range,
You didnt put anything here...
but you misuse and abuse everything you find everywhere.
Such great ability to create and yet we work so hard to decimate.
Because of our lack of care....all living things exist in fear.
What else can Man do to us now? they think...
And in God's eyes we continue to shrink.
No respect for branches or bone,
No understanding of the concept of "Home",
You sleep in a gated community,
After slashing and burning forestry,
Tossing babies into flood drains,
Because on your carpet they left stains,
You take and take with an air of entitlement,
But you have done nothing to deserve it,
What??? Is your conscience dead?
And your heart made of lead?
The earth might someday lift its face,
When these humanoids start behaving like the human race.
Until then I will do my part and hold my own.
And hope that in this fight...I'm not alone.
Copyright © Sarah Ramharrack | Year Posted 2016
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Sarah Ramharrack Poem
I see you in my dreams
An unravelled seam,
A faded place,
Struggling to resurface,
An irrefutable alteration in my life's plan,
Branded and irrevocable throughout my lifespan
Leaving tear-stained cheekbones
And whispered tones
Depthless emptiness in my trembling heart
Trails of scar tissue as you depart
Stilling the voices in my melancholic mind,
Memory I see has truly been unkind
For here you were and here you are not
My heart and my soul remains besot
As I glide through the mires and murky without care,
Your cruelty has erased my concept of fear,
There is no life in these arms to reach forth,
No craving or wanting to be sought,
If there is a thing to cure what is ailing me,
Darkness dictates that even that will fail me.
Copyright © Sarah Ramharrack | Year Posted 2014
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Sarah Ramharrack Poem
Twisted we are, staring at ourselves
Dusty on our sky scraping shelves
Reviling the imp that stares back at us
trading in love for the plunders of lust,
For idiots we must be
To cleave to a society
That dictates our pockets' depth and our heart's reach
To invite the water into our mouths when the hull is breached
As we shut out reason
For a lie that's more seasoned
And drown our grey matter
With the concoctions of another medical mad hatter
Here we are, doomed to wonder for the entirety of our lives
Why is there silence in our bee hives,
When we accept opinions as infallible truths
Choosing to conform rather than reform: an existence without roots,
Becoming faceless men and women strutting upon life's stage,
Strings pulled, lines delivered, audience engaged,
We dance to another's tune, no song of our own,
Moulded to conformity, yet we remain alone,
For we belong to those who influence us and this we cannot see,
Because thoughts are now taught and I have become We.
Copyright © Sarah Ramharrack | Year Posted 2014
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