First week of June, 1999.
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A vacation means a break from the daily headaches and stress
Just like when you were in grade school and went to recess
It is a time meant for unwinding, relaxing, and feeling good
Some people take trips just like the ones they took in their childhood
Some people go to the beach, to swim, others to build sand castles, yet others to find someone to fulfill their emotional needs
While others go there with a book , they have not had the time to read
Amusement parks are a great place to be entertained
Even though the protective device has you safely and securely restrained
You still receive the rush of going on the fastest and most dangerous rides
But it does not have to be elaborate or expensive, it could include a lovely picnic on a scenic hillside
Some people spend their vacations doing things around the house that they normally don't find the time to do
Or touring local landmarks, museums, a night at the opera, shopping, or a day at the zoo
The important part is not to over do it
If you ad more aggravation to your life, the vacation will be of no benefit
It may not involve everything that you intend
But one thing that every vacation has, is that you wish it would never end
The best of luck on a pleasurable vacation from a caring friend
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Hand to hand
a mother and daughter -
picking strawberries.
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For my Mom....
At the end of your life
could you hear how I cried?
Did it make you happy or sad
to know how I grieved
Did you know all those things
I could not bring myself to say?
How I wanted to take it all away
and re-live yesterday
The notes we'd write to each other
the phone calls of amends
the "I love you's" written in the palm of my hand
the summer flowers next to my bed
But to do that would sacrifice
who we grew to be
adult equals and friends
I loved you, you know
beginning, middle and end
Lyne
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Memories
Memories have gone away,
yet I see you everyday.
I see your eyes as
dark as night. Thinking
I'm in your arms.
I feel your breath on
my neck, then I began to
sweat.
I see the moon and see your
smile. Your skin so soft, your
hands so mild. How I love you
my sweet angel?
I'm turning around at different
angles. Your soft kiss so soft,
so sweet.
My baby love I'm off my feet.
Kiss me once & once again.
I will love my sweetheart
forever & ever.
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Mommy
Listen to me, Mommy
when I speak to you.
Watch me closely, Mommy
I need to be seen, too.
Don't look through me, Mommy
I have to know you care.
My eyes are crying, Mommy
they're showing my despair.
I want you to know me, Mommy
what is it that I lack?
If I could find the wrongs, Mommy
I'd surely take them back.
But you can't blame me, Mommy
For things I'm not to be.
All I ask is love, Mommy
Why can't you just love me?
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to ponder the guises of mistrust
And to fathom the notion
That exists the realm of fiction
Forever challenging the notion
That encompasses your whimsical mind
Shadows of guilded satire
This is the true meaning of fortitude
Encompass the passions of sexuality
The feminine gender will prevail
atrocities spellbound from youth
This shall foreshadow their destiny
For as day turns to night
Do gather your stride to journey untold
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A
Prayer
of a poet
I write in your praise
I write in your wisdom
I write to show my soul
I ask you to bless my effort
I write my view of the world
I draw on what others write of you
I imagine new world from the ordinary
I bring forth your varied beauty
I see a poem where no one does
I expand my mind to engulf it
I run it through my mind
I offer you my poem
I Ask a favor
I can do anything in return
"Reading poetry to the uninterested
May not become my destiny"
I pray
VIJAY V. KULKARNI,M.D. GLENDALE WI
MAY 23RD 1999
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One bright day
In the middle of the night
Two dead boys got up to fight
Back to back they faced each other
Drew their swords and shot each other
The deaf policeman heard the noise
Came and shot the two dead boys
If you don't believe my lie is true
Ask the blind man he saw it too!
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PERMEABLE
by Linda McGeary
I am myself.
I am also you.
I know this because
sometimes
I feel you in my face,
my smile, my voice,
laugh, walk.
You have left your
impression
on my skin, in my bone,
mind, soul.
Just as I am in you.
We touch...and rub off on each other,
the alchemy of permeability.
I am a complex of others.
I am myself.
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Life of a tear
My last tear has fallen. Fallen to it's death.
Unwillingly I let it splash. Splash to it's death.
Not wanting to die but willing to go.
Peaceful nevertheless but frightening just the same.
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"From Tee to Green"
At the tee you must think your best
for the round ahead of you proves a real test
You take your back swing and swing down with great might
hoping that the ball will fly with the right flight
the only thing to stop the ball may be the morning dew
then you may proceed to go along with your golfing crew
As you reach the fairway, you lean
to see if you can snatch a glimpse of the green
Your second shot requires precision
therefore, you must make a very good decision
When you are on the green, near the pin
you must study your putt then put it in
The first hole may have been a test
but there is still other holes to play your best
Golf may be a great game
but don't expect it to bring you much fame
Unless you make it your profession
Don't expect perfection.
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dainty , dizzy little little things
I've come undone
i've been unwound
unwound , undone, undone , unwound
me been undone
my layers have been peeled off
I am exposed
my clothing layers have been ripped from me
and i stand naked before you
I'm here before you , all undone
and dizzy little things are waltzing by
and your look not
I am undone! undone ! undone!
Look! I'm here before you, unwound
and you can't even see!
I made the first step you make the second.
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WHEN WE WERE RAW
before mortgages ,black minks or diamond rings,
prior to education, transatlantic trips or Caribbean treats,
even before relaxers on coarse tree like hair
we wore fat braids that stood attention on our hard heads
we had teeth that ate sunlight and smiles that gave back it's rays
we had chipped polished hands we stuck defiantly on imaginary hips
before we caught poise like a bad case of summer chicken pox,
we sprang from moving cars and fought like black haired gyps women
we gossiped without shame before babies and husbands came
before hearing MaMa etiquette lessons,
we danced bare footed to music in our heads, on top of hooded cars in a Chicago
rain
we wore hot pink haughty hats with matching shades of lip color,
before God humbled our hearts with life's hard knocks
we were indigent with raw claws
before we came or arrived
before we were dressed in creme colored elegance
before we were tempered with compassion
we were raw
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crawling.
crawled with
woman on her
mind
blowing dust against
my igloo
and a dream (so softly)
put to sleep by the vet.
(as i gently make toys by your bed)
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I am the shadow, the bloodless blurred
image in a popular photograph that is off-
centered and always ignored, yet
always there. Scales on my skin
for protection and safety behind
sarcasm-- keeping me from nudity and
leaving me undressed at the same time.
A joke, for the kids, a yoke is the claim for romantic ideals that motivate a behavior of production that is as tedious as it is fake; and it continues as it will with bad clichés and repetitive response and reaction and action under the claim of originality, or endurance.
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Poetic Mountains
It is an awesome thought,
Under those of existence,
That turns us to the next page,
Searching for truths that are not there.
Bridled by those riding us
Into their so called sunsets,
It becomes more difficult
To follow in freedom's gallop.
But oppressors are of
A narrow mindset, blinded
By the golden seeds of life.
Removing reins, they look away.
Not fearing consequence
Into the mountains we run.
Overcoming obstacles
Mere mortals could not comprehend.
With a subtle patients,
We reach the summit, arms stretched.
And place a kiss on the face
Of our heart's one true creator.
Copyrighted 1999 Matthew Crawford
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BORDERLAND (for J.J.)
Whatever happened to honesty!
In the interests of friendship let's call it compromise
Truth being barbs dragged across mouthy flesh
The tongue looped back into a knot
Knot on knot into a crocheted webbing
Pulling lose under the tension of its creativity
History has a tale with the telling
But whose word muscle threads its silky oratory
And whose slithers on its snake belly
Wars have been fought about this!
Great men have bloated into greater fools
As they chance wisdom on foolish ambition
And still they gouge frontiers
In the more palpable regions of the mind
Scratch Me! And I bleed English Blood!
And You! Your just a bloody Scot!
Scouring old battlefields for yet more grudges
Drawing a line between us you call nationhood
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DUSK PERCEPTION
What with the gathering clouds
and descending twilight,
I probably shouldn't have been surprised
that the park was deserted.
But it was something about those colored slides,
rendered somehow suddenly stoic --
Their silly workday over:
no more diapers,
no more chocolatey hands,
or frantic young mothers calling for Billy.
The entire plastic skyline perfectly still --
(except for that one swing,
giggling at the sly breeze's feathery touch).
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SUMMER - to my mom
Sun-painted memories of warm summers past
a smile welcomed journey from future's cast
waves crashing and washing the sand from our feet
a moment's reflection caught giggling sweet.
Embracing the windstorm of time-traveled thought
yesterday's laughter and innocence caught
of giggles and games, of dancing and rhyme
warming contentment or your hand in mine
Yesterday's memories painting my mind
of happiness, laughter, and dreams of all kinds
the great and the small dreams surely come true
divine is to beckon my childhood with you
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PASSENGER
Green forest blur
on the highway passing-
pastures, cattle and fences
to break the monotony
as you count yellow stripes
streaking by.
Sleep comes slowly,
at last taking over
to dream-
of fascinating worlds
that may never be seen...
down here.
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(Lori Dawn)
Dogs have pups,
Cats have kittens,
Birds hatch eggs
after weeks of sitten,
Bears have cubs,
and Deer have fawn,
but Gay and I had
Lori Dawn,
(Gay is my mother's name)
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"The Cycle"
Heather Merrill
Where my pencil meets the paper, and my fingers touch the sky.
Where the snow heals the ground, and a voice lets out a sigh.
Where the air meets my face, and the wind blows through my hair.
I try to slow my pace, but my body doesn't care.
My feet move faster and faster, over the cold hard ground.
My eyes tell me not to blink, because I am loosing I have found.
I don't know what to do, so I lay down in my bed.
I'm running even faster now, and my body feels like lead.
Where the shovel meets the dirt, and the wood touches soil.
Where I'm enclosed by the earth, and my body stirs and toils.
Where I stop dead in my tracks, and head down another path.
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Let's Talk
So I heard you called
and wanted to talk
Don't forget that your the one
who told me to walk
The tears roll down
as I pick up the phone
I think of the words
to say if your home
The adrenaline rises
as I hear your voice
but I'm suddenly reminded
that this was your choice
I tell you I love you
and my hearts in despair
which all crashes down
when you tell----
I left my keys there!?!?!?!?
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*I love the smiles as they flirt away...
*I like the dawn when night turns ta day...
*I love the heart how it spoils everything...
*I keep my mind sharp...
*To be sure my heart says locked away...
Till Death,
Nire
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"edge of light"
I am standing on the edge of blackness
An abyss of emotional tides lapping at my feet
Am I to jump in or should I just wait for it to come to me?
Evening air is thick and claws at my lungs
My heart pounds in my ears, slowly, struggling
Each labored breath more difficult with the next
It's so high a climb, this cliff
The dizzying height pulls me down
My knees are crushed toward the gournd by the weight
Is it me?
I do not know
With a shrug I just stare.
I'm staring blindly at the sun
Tears burning from my eyes by the heated light
Crying would be in vain
As the pain builds I begin to clearly see
I know what I must do
In the end its all the same, don't you think?
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A CHILD'S VIEW OF SADNESS
Sadness is blue...
It sounds like the plop of your ice-cream on the sidewalk...
It smells like burnt hair under a hairdryer...
It tastes like brownies when sugar was switched with salt...
Sadness feels like your best friend died.
AN ADULT'S VIEW OF SADNESS
IT sounds like the thump of a love one hitting the floor after they have shot them self...
It smells like the embalming of your spouse...
It tastes like your last meal...
Sadness feels like running a marathon without liquid and then drinking mineral water.
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What has life to offer
to one so sad and blue,
You think not much love,
But that just isn't true
You have sunshine in the morning
and my arms to hold you tight
and if you ever need me
I'll rock you through the night
EZsoul
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I Am Too Many Things
I am the daughter excited about her handsome football date.
I am the date amazed at how beautiful the daughter is.
I am the mother worrying about her daughter being with her date.
I am the father laughing at the mother's foolishness.
I am the beer bottle... empty and the beverage in the date.
I am the fear in the daughter's eyes.
I am the son that answers the frightening telephone call.
I am the blood gushing out of the daughter in the car accident with her date.
I am no longer the date for he died instantly.
I am the doctor that tells the crying father, mother, and son that she is dead.
I am the mother's tears for she remembers her ill feelings before the call.
I am the father's weakness for no matter how strong, the daughter won't return.
I am the son's power for he feels he can get revenge.
I am the bystander that has seen all but has no one to embrace.
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Sun bleached miles roll by, my memories swing,
Questing, compass like,
For an illusive answer: Those I've loved
Those I've met- infrequent letters, picture perfect post cards from tiny outpost towns
And jealous fingers tracing journeys on a map -
Those that money, ambition and boredom have forced me to leave behind,
Those whose company and friendship was a beacon in my myriad of lost days -
Wondering, today, where some of you have ended up.
The ledger sheet isn't harsh: that which I've borrowed
I've tried to return and, God knows, I've left enough behind.
It is a curious sense of freedom,
Finally free of guilt to enjoy what is mine and to walk away.
I mean to endure. I mean to matter. Uncertainties fulfilled.
Right now, I'm drinking it in - every colour and contrast,
Every nuance and impossibly precious characteristic
That defines who we are.
Every ever changing aspect of precipice, paddock and plain
In a land I love...
I'm travelling on.
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IS a word not yet spoken silent? Is a word not yet spoken quiet with no sound with no meaning. Is a word not yet spoken a word at all? A word is a word is it not? No its more, its the way you say it its the way you live up to it without a word spoken we could not ask to eat we could not ask to drink we could not say hello, goodbye. Is a word not yet spoken silent?
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marital status denied(though not yet requested)
it's awfully hard to bend so far back
when falling doesn't just mean landing
it means losing something along the way
sometimes i feel like i see you
even though i know you aren't there
you know you don't see things like me
and you don't know what i look like
and neither of us have a ring,
and if i was down on one knee
how the hell would you know?
because eyes tell stories all the time
even when they're closed
and people turn down proposals
every now and then
it's not something new
and it's not something borrowed
perhaps it's only meant to be blue.
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"Joyous"
Deep down you feel pride
Self-assure of today's love
Hoping joy will come your way
Showing someone you care brings out
the joy in your heart
Peace, on earth is all we need
But peace we can not heed
Trust a matter if complement
Reown the joy of love
Do you see the fears
The peace we now endure
Let joy become of peace to us
and peace we shall receive.
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BEYOND REACH
Trying so hard,
to be kind.
Going through life,
only to find.
The one you love,
you cannot have.
So you spend your time,
being sad.
Watching her move,
so very fine.
You think of her,
and she clouds your mind.
She is so close,
and yet so far.
Hoping for a chance,
you wish upon a star.
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-a different world
Different by the way it appears,
Or different by the sound you hear?
Different by the way you walk along the sidewalks,
or different by the way she talks?
different by the smell of the flowers
or different by the strong power?
different by the way t taste,
or different by the way our paste?
different by the way of the past,
or different by the way it flew by so fast?
different by the way of the book,
or different by the way you took?
different by the way it grows,
or different by the way he knows?
different by the way you can see all those trees,
or different by the way the waves roll in the seas?
no matter how different you see the world,
someone else always sees it different.
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strong
i am a woman
expected to stay pure and innocent
yet expected to put out for anyone who asks
i am a woman
taught to fear the power my body has
i've learned to fear man
i am a woman
afraid of my guy friends
fearing to be alone
fearing the dark
fearing undressing in the safty of my room
i am a woman
afraid yet proud
oppressed but learning to break free
i am tired of being silent
i will be heard by other people around me
i cannot keep this all bottled up inside
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CRAZY FOR YOU.
This is it without a doubt,
your the one im crazy about.
Like the birds in the morning they sing,
to look into your eyes the joy it brings.
You're so peaceful like a dove,
that's the reason why im in love.
If you feel the same about me ,
come by my side an let us be.
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Bench Warmer
Coach i just want to go out and play.
You make me mad when I sit here on the bench all day.
Why don't you put me down where I belong?
The season's almost and I might be gone.
You make me to never wanna play,
the game is stupid anyway.
I could have been good or great,
but now you make me think I have now fate.
I know I'm not the best on the field.
Please coach give me a chance I will not yield.
Coach I just want to go out and play.
Instead of sitting here on the bench all day
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I Am
I am the one who loves you, I am the one who cares
I am the one who's waiting in silence and in prayer.
I am the one who worries, I am the one who knows,
I am the one who wishes that, somehow you would know.
I am the one who wonders, I am the one who copes,
I am the one who's waiting for any sign of hope.
I am the one who's weary, I am the one who's sad,
I am the one who's heart is breaking very bad.
I am the one who struggles, I am the one who cries,
I am the one who's lonely without you by my side.
By Judy Carter
"1999"
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Time Menagerie
by Sean Ryan
In the menagerie we twist,
lamenting all the things we missed,
and all the things that come to call,
or that it won't come at all.
Sunday afternoon's decay
alights eternity's delay.
In the mud where Caddy sat,
is where incessant sins are at.
After all, who wants to live
like that, with life in a sieve,
for a sieve is what life really is,
not an hourglass whose sands will kiss
the bottom and then be reversed.
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: i think i am alive..
it is the feeling that i get when walking down the streets
and yet when encountering human beings
i freeze up
and wonder
if they see me.
i think i am alive.
there are two empty beer bottles
next to the place i sleep
and i don't drink
(or so i say)
so i don't know where they came from.
another human animal probably deposited them in the night.
i ache
i writhe
i think i am alive.
and the pages of my life
unfold
and get wet
when it rains.
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An Honest Response
When questions stain my mind
and truth like water runs
through my open fingers
quick as winters' sun,
When pictures flash then fade
and memory won't keep
the quiet little secrets
painted on my sleep,
When silent nights are longer
than the winter moon
and no place seems kinder
than the budding ground of June,
I cry my tears of anger
my shaking sobs of shame
and sink to find the bottom
of the well that calls my name.
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Never again
Are we to be friends
That is the way
He thought it should play
And deep in my heart
Never will our love part
Doing the letting go
And he'll just let it blow
Never again
In my wildest dreams
Ever will we
Love each other as it seems
Scared of the things
He will allow
Or scared of the things
Beneath my heart's plow
Ever will I love thee; by thy eternal vow
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as i sit in my room ,
thinking of you,
the tears start to pour,
I'm losing you to.
your all that matters,
in this world of despair,
but you've just proved,
that you don't care,
there's something wrong,
when you say your willing to share,
the one your supposed to love.
so i know its me,
and i have to go,
but you cant see,
i cant let it show.
we've been through this before,
all i am is a whore,
i feel like ive been washed to shore.
so nothing matters,
your totally gone.
as i sit in mi room,
thinking of you,
the blood starts to pour,
ive lost you to,
theres nothing worth living for.
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BROKEN PROMISE
There you are
With your heart on the floor
In pieces, tatters, and tears.
Wrestling with sadness,
Fighting back loneliness, Becoming the prisoner of fears.
Here I am
With my arms holding you, Knowing not where to start.
Kissing soft cheeks,
Drying the tears,
And mending a young, broken heart.
There you go
Looking brave, head held high,
Not a trace of your pain.
You know where I am,
When charades are too hard,
Come, let me
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SHE
broke me
into
a thousand shards
"Oh well, get over it!"
then SHE tried to glue them together
It didn't work the same
the valves only let her recieve
half love.
Now I'm leaving her,
or am I leaving here?
we talked about it last night.
I cried.
That was the only part that hurt
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As the rain pours down I think of a better day,
when someone I love will sweep me away.
Alone in this world is so cruel and cold.
As rain pelts down harder, a storm will unfold.
It's now hard to think of a better day,
maybe not everyone really finds their way.
Lost in this world is hopeless and dreary,
as the rain slows down, the thunder gets weary.
The sun breaks through the colds and I finally see,
the worst day has not yet come for me.
There will be one day when the sun won't break,
the rain will fall harder, the thunder will shake.
My fear for that day grows stronger and stronger.
For the lightning will crash and it always lasts longer.
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ANTZI
my favorite box
is always empty
and green
i will recall this
gift
together with apples
and chains of languid
leaves
but if you sing
frantic
with me
or sleep under chanting
storms
we will consume
day
like honey
and plant stars
in gardens
of scorn.
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I feel you
and I see you
I smell you, hear you
but you are NOT there
my fingers touch your skin
it feels like touching an empty space
a disguise in heaven
what happened
where did you go
why would you fly
and leave me behind
where did you go
when did I lose you
WHEN did your soul go for a walk?
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Generation Gap
Although you may think that I am just a kid,
I will be responsible for the wrongs that you did,
Maybe in the past but it works out the same,
You don't like me so you put me to shame.
My whole generation is going to be,
Making up for the errors you chose not to see.
Overlooking little things, you stomped your way through,
Not knowing what we would be forced to do,
To make up for the wrongs you not knowingly done,
And believe me man that's not gonna be fun.
But still we work hard to make up for the past,
And if we do not, these problems will last,
Into the future and maybe beyond,
For the next generation to break this bond,
But unlike you I will give it a rest,
I'll give those kids a little respect.
Corey Wolloff 4/22/99
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My life in between two worlds
leaves me constantly hurled
everything that once was clear is now in a furl
like an old sea captain i drift into the unknown parallels
My own little cell creating my own little hell
will i sink or swim or am i being pushed under
my mom trys to reach me her voice becomes thunder
damn i plunder
then float
what the hell the devil plays me a joke
i'm like pinochio on strings
i'd fly if i had wings
or like your holiday bird would i be shot down
not even worth your meal would i be left on the ground
Seeing pictures in the dark oh XXXX did drown
On the up side i ride on a cloud of dreams
like i'm high nigga is shootin the breeze
i write my poetry to get away from the world
like no doubt what choices do i have i'm just a girl
i hide behide a false identity
because if the world knew little indy
well what would i be
what would they see
would they take me apart piece by piece
so i hide under time ceased
i could go on forever on how i live like the saint
not knowing who i really am
a person you could change like a picture with paint
i shout i cry does the world hear me
i'm not afraid of death just afraid of waiting to see...
the last thing i will taking my last breath feeling the last tremor on my skin
then it all ends
not crazy or sick just ready developed and hopeful that someone will understand.
INDY 500-BLUE DIAMONDZ#23
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Fate takes you as far as it can go
and then it's your turn to run the show
No one can tell you what to do
All you do must come from you
All you lonely souls out there
Remember not to be despaired
For everything that comes to you
has come to make a better you
What you must always remember
is that love is your protector
And whatever you wish to do
if you have love, it will come true.
Written by : Stephanie Yin
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Drugs
I'm not interested in your heart, soul or mind
your opinion means nothing to me
I'm just here to rob you blind
i will take away your dignity, you lust for life and pride
and all in the making
act as though I'm on your side
I will shred away your will to live
and pick at you piece by piece
I will take away all you have to give
you will learn to depend on me
all of those that you love most
you will make cry
but me, I won't shed a tear
I live to make you die
so now that you've lost everything
and now you rest in peace
you have come to learn the hard way
that what you wanted most, you needed least
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Enchanted I
Enchanted I
by her my Liana Sidhe
Caught like a fish
upon a lure of bonnie smiles;
Bewitched by all her craft
that ever before me stands.
Enchanted I
by two deep pools of blue
and hair, gold and I very entwined,
by cameo silk, moon glossed skin
fragrant, warm, inviting
evoking the tempest of my passion.
Enchanted I
By some form of witchcraft
Spun by forces beyond my depth
and I like a fly to the web,
helplessly await to be devoured
consumed spirit, flesh and body.
Enchanted I
by what work of Gods' involved
to send swiftly that ancient arrow
that flies from cupids bow so swift
to engulf the beats of this heart,
draining the soul drop by drop
till all that is me within her dwells.
Enchanted forever,
Enchanted to you.
Gean-Cannach-Alisdair O'Caoimph
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Insider not inside
Looking into the window of your own home
Wondering what you've missed
And what you still have to learn
Insider not inside
Maybe you're really just an outsider
Peeking in a could have been home
Or maybe you're just too afraid to step inside
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Lust and Falsity
The spool of bound emotions
Release the thread so unevenly
In unexpected curves of love
And passion.
Love for one who may guess it is there
But will not address it.
Convoluted ideas of happiness and its splendor
Twist my life into a joke.
Why tempt me with such
Lust and falsity?
What point but to watch me squirm
With disgust and intrigue?
How could I look away from
The accident that is my love for you?
You know I am in too deep
To ever let go.
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Cleopatra.
Cleopatra had a thirst for life,
and a thirst for love.
For Caesar and Mark-Anthony she made a wife,
as gentle as a dove.
To Rome she was a downfall,
To Egypt, a queen,
To Octavius a mastermind,
But Octavius was mean.
If you say her with her son,
My story you would believe,
But I am rather opinionated,
For haven't you yet seen,
She is my idol,
She is my queen.
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To Geoff-
A feeling lost so long ago
Tickles around inside.
(re-visions of my star around my neck...)
you speak of the fantastic,
like a dreamer's clockwork.
As fast as I can
Open and close my eyes
You melt away like magic.
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Analyze all allusions against adulthood.
Repugnance reproduces revolution.
Enunciate every exotic experience.
Yearn your yester youth.
Open optics orders ordeals.
Utilize uncontrollable urges.
Transform their theism thoroughly.
Ruthlessness returns respect.
Uncover universal undergrowth.
Everyone emulates emptiness.
Taste terror thoughtfully.
Oppose opaqueness on occasion.
Yes.
Oppression orates our own obituary.
Unmolest unwanted unity.
Rage rearms reason.
Survival scrutinizes salvation.
Envy eccentricity.
Live life like Liliputians.
Find freedom forever.
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Taluca Mary
When she works her guitar
and croons her happy trailer songs
they listen
that crowd of nobody specials
Every week they come
to drown their wives
in a bottle of something stronger
than they've ever been
The neon lights
draw them
there to that dimly lit
place of holy sacrament
She brings them back
strums their hearts
smiles their fears
plays their goddess of salvation
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THE MIND IS A TERRIBLE THING TO WASTE
A MAN WITHOUT A MIND IS LIKE A MOUTH WITHOUT A TASTE
LEARN A LITTLE, GROW AND NURTURE
THE MIND IS POWERFUL, DEEP THOUGHTS FLOWING
THE MIND IS CREATIVE, CONSTANTLY WORKING AND KNOWING
HOW TO GUIDE YOU
HOW TO LEAD THE WAY
A DIFFERENT EXPERIENCE FORM DAY TO DAY
DON'T LET YOUR MIND WANDER ASTRAY
USE IT TO SEND KNOWLEDGE SOMEONE ELSE'S WAY!
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Where I Belong
Sharon Frost
I was walking through this life as if in a daze
when all of a sudden I heard a sweet tune
It was the month of June
It came from afar and my resistance, I felt weakening
Your voice was like a soft touch across my brow
as I walked closer to you following those lovely sounds
I saw you standing there
Your fingers strumming the chords of your guitar
like the touch of your fingertips across my breasts
You eyes flashing like stars
My body swaying to the song as I clung to you
Breathing in the sent of your cologne as my tongue danced along your jaw
creating a path of delight I tried with all my might
to resist this temptation
But struggle as I might I am just not willing to take flight
I found myself wrapped in your arms softly singing along
Looking up into your eyes and realizing that
this is ... where I truly belong
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FATHER
Jennifer Riley
all the things I never learned
were things you should have taught me
everything I wanted to be
you should have encouraged me
all I wanted was stability
but instead I'm insecure
almost seventeen and you should know me
but you don't
all you know is what you want from me
but you don't understand
why I can't give that to you
why I shouldn't have to
all this time you've ignored me
wasn't I important enough to know
money was all you wanted
to get to know
you missed me growing up
you never even knew I did
you want the years back as do I
but we played this game for too long
and it's too late
for you to be my father
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1-13-99
Me
I gaze at my past- its like
a movie screen,
my feelings torn
right at the seam
The person in my memories
can surely not be me
The girl inside who I used to be
is buried deep inside of me
I keep her trapped, never to be seen,
because I hated who I was
I regret that I have only one life
because maybe I could do it right.
Only if I could fall asleep one night
and begin it all again.
I look in the mirror and all I see
is the woman that stares before me,
but still that girl cries
out wanting to be part of me
I had left that person that I hated,
but she still lives as I have stated
deep inside, never to come out
I barely hear her scream and shout
As I try to remember all my youth
I can't believe what I see is the truth
The person that I used to be
surely isn't me
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what to do...
Matthew Sheppard
i just don't know what to do...
all the pain in this world...
my wish was for us to all be pure...
the only answer i could find is in a tear cried by the lord...
my soul has lived with out the death of love...
i can't die here, not like this...
the other side is too confusing...
and i never really wanted to live with reality...
to be special like a balloon filled with faith...
is beyond me and no explanation can ever replace this perfect face...
i'm at lost and have run out of wishes...
so love never was enough to stop what we'll always create...
i just don't know what to do...
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Rhetorical Destruction
In our demolition of metallic wasteland
lies the coming of absolute finish.
Perhaps not in this lifetime,
but almost as surely as an ailing time piece
cannot heal itself.
So while trees are replaced
but structures not of the earth,
will we all continue to forget nature's hard work
and fall prey to the belief
that we have the right...
or will omniscience turn away laughing
with the thought
that we were incurably selfish
and sure to fall
regardless.
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I Need Your Love
Sandra Osterhout
I need a man who won't ask me to be what he needs, but lets me exist as i am.
My heart sick of all things I'm dying to tell you.
Steady yourself, love.
Lose not your faith now, for I need it to strengthen my own.
I want your heart.
Awaken, love.
So sweet and always falling.
We are a pair. For without you, I would be awkward.
But alone, simply alone.
My mind turns to you.
I wish you could hold me in your arms.
You tell my heart it's okay but, sometimes i feel my heart fall to vague depths.
I am not loving in vain. I guess what I want to hear is you'll stay with me forever.
You could be loving me but, I don't believe you. I wil, I do, maybe, possibly, eventually, I'm trying.
Tell me my heart will not break. At first it seemed shocking, an unbelievable feeling.
I am loved by you.
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You Are My Angel
you gave me the key to your heart and never looked back
I lost myself every time I opened the door
Forgetting this is happiness, trying to stay on track
Your smile brightens my dark world, your laughter awakens my soul
I touch you to know you are real
It is my broken heart you have made whole
Are you a true angel whose wings do not show
Or are you my soulmate i need to find
It will be okay if you never tell me for I do not want to know
I will keep your smile in my heart when I can't touch your lips
And you breath near my lips
And when you return I won't ask where you've been
It was probably just heaven.
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There's the one for me
Sittng under that tree
I have to go talk to her
Wow! her voice is like a cat at purr
I know this poem sucks a fat one
But I wonder how she has fun?
I can't hardly speak a word
Because I feel like a compleat nerd
I'll give it a try
If she didn't like it, she could say bye
Here I am sitting under a tree
with Jeanne sitting right next to me
Is she playing a game?
Or does she really feel the same?
As I do about her????
All I can do is stare
At Jeanne sitting there
She is staring at me
I think it's meant to be
Wouldn't you agree?
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Believe in Me
Believe in me my love and I shall always be there
I will wipe your tears away and make you smile
My hand will hold yours tightly and guide you
And my arms will surround you in the dark
Believe in me my love and I shall always be there.
When the days are long and you can't go on, I will comfort you
As the nights turn into an eternity, my love will give you strength
I will always be lying next to you and gently kissing your face
I will take care of you now and forever
Believe in me my love and I shall always be there.
When the pain subsides, the sun will brightly shine
Someone new will put a smile upon your face
New hopes and dreams you will both create
But deep in your heart our special love will remain
Believe in me my love and I shall always be there.
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our eyes,
The beautiful blue shows your loving sense of humor and pure dignity
The shimmering sparkle shows your charming and caring
When I gazed into your eyes
I knew you were what I desired
I knew you were my destiny
And to me
In my eyes
You're perfect!
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UNTITLED
HEATHER HAYLE
I WILL NOT BE WEAK
NOR COWER HERE IN THIS CORNER
I WILL NOT BE BEAT
BY THE FEAR THAT BLOWS ITS BREATH
UPON MY NECK
OR THE UNCERTAINTY
THAT BECKONS ME TO TURN AWAY
INSTEAD I WILL HOLD YOU
CLOSE TO MY BREAST
THIS TREASURE I HAVE FOUND
FROM ABOVE
I WILL GIVE YOU MY PULSE
AND YOUR LIGHT WILL SHINE THROUGH MY PORES
MY PEN
MY PAGE
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"Breaking Legs and Bending Knees"
Vast and full and chaotic trend,
is this the place to defend?
Your noted, outdated histories
are breaking legs and bending knees.
Inert and moot and belittled tongue,
your dear kin speeches cannot be sung.
Your crippled, debased inconsistencies
are breaking legs and bending knees.
Drowned and soaked and ubiquitous,
your floods of propaganda lush.
Your blinded, falsified atrocities
are breaking legs and bending knees.
Apathetic and lethargic and apolitical,
this is my stance and I am no fool.
Your feebled, avaricious tendencies
are breaking legs and bending knees.
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SOMETIMES I WISH
Sometimes i wish
I wish I could
Feel that I was understood
Sometimes I wish
I wish they knew
of all the pain that i've been through
Sometimes I wish
I wish they'd care
& thought about what is just & fair
Sometimes I wish
I wish i had the key
To unlock my soul & finally be free!
-Joanna
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HERO
My troubles are over,
My battle has been won.
And you came to my rescue,
I knew that you were the one.
Your strong hands, how they held me,
And you promised never to let go.
I instantly fell in love with you
But I never could let you know.
You were my hero right from the start
My knight in shining armor.
Someone who truly saved me.
Someone I could truly adore.
But how could I tell you
What I was feeling inside?
To such an amazing creature
With so much love and pride?
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Simplicity
Brandon Michael
A million flowers bloom
A million flowers die
And suddenly a pain subsides
The rain pours down
And drowns out the sky
Water surrounds me and drips in my eye
As the waves of the ocean crash
A whisper by my ear does pass
Chilling is its secret
And confusing is its riddle
But by now I know
The only thing confusing is confusion
With a sigh and a Smile
It all seems so simple
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The anger burns our inner beings as the world is headed
on a collision course with reality.
No one really knows why but we are all going to die
and go out with a bang as we scream form beyond
OOOHHH F***********KK!!!!!!
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Love
Walking down the hallways of school,
He searches for the one thing he misses.
Many people consider him a fool,
But all of their taunts he easily dismisses.
He closes his locker and looks both ways,
To find the girl he loves so dear.
Her beauty puts him into a phase,
But his unrequited love causes him to fear.
All his friends say she's too good for him,
That most dreams don't come alive.
For a moment they make the outlook dim,
But for her love, he will always strive.
He wishes he could talk to her,
But his fear overcomes his strong will.
He knows that sometime he will err,
And she will see nothing in him still.
He sees her walk into the hall,
He wishes he could have her forever.
His locker is next to hers on the wall,
He decides it is now or never.
"How's it going?" he struggled to say,
He had finally started to talk.
"So far I'm not really having a good day."
The fact that she answered him was a shock.
They talked together for a while,
But he had to head for class.
He thought he talked to her with style,
With all the courage he could amass.
Fear was no longer inside of him now,
It took him a while to unwind.
He wasn't exactly sure how,
But he had done the impossible in his mind.
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Life Elsewhere
By Matthew Timmons
A universe of mysteries.
Mathematical probability underlying years of unanswered questions.
The long lasting unsolved equation of the possible existence of other life.
Are we alone in the universe?
Probably not.
Are we ready to receive and accept such life other than our own humanity?
If we cant handle our own species, what makes us think we are ready to
accept another?
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sensibility
drip down to the form you once existed if i may inspire
like a hot wax candle secrets melt from your soul as i light a fire
transparent in the whole you were less but at one time appeared much more
beneath an imaginary halo your soft touch left my innocent heart sore
lies kept you sane and kept me occupied in a perfect mirage believing,
and dreaming, that fidelity was all of your conceiving
and my guardian angel must have loved me beyond the rain
for she thrust my eyes open, and endured strength to take pain
the twisted life you've lived was no longer unseen to inflict
i felt sure of ridding your burdens of guilt and dramatic conflict
your face should be hidden since shame will shine through,
but if you remain the same for eternity, than eternity for me is with someone new.
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Weeping Trees
Through the forest i walk
Through the wood i look
Through the shade i see
life all around me
i love natcher
does natch love me
through the forest they cut
through the wood they burn
through my mind forest weeps it does
how can i help
what can i do
i could not stop them i cried
and now under shattered lives
i weep
the trees cry out to me
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>>>>>>>>>Scarred
My heart a painful memory, my soul a tragic death
Eaten alive by myself, drowning in bane
No where to run, No one to love
I've locked away everything that mattered
And all that's left is death on the rise
Afraid to take my own life, I stagger on
Waiting for the day that irony arrives
And everything is lost in the obscurity
How long will it take for Hell to emerge
And take with it my body empty of all
What was it about the perception of love
That drew me to my contempt of despise
The desire to hate, the hate of love, the love of none
What wrong doing did I do to deserve all of this
I fell in love with you only to find my own agony
Deeper than the darkest depths of misery
And still I sit and wait for Hades to come for me
But you have no sense of what it's like
To be the one whose life is on the line
For once I wish it were you whose life you abused
Then might you understand what hell you put me through
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FOR YOU.
NADIA URBANO
I'VE DONE FOR YOU WHAT NO ONE ELSE WOULD DO I'VE LOVED YOU WITH ALL MY HEART.
I'VE GIVEN TO YOU THE THINGS, NO ONE ELSE COULD SUPPLY. I'VE GIVEN TO YOU MY DEAR MY LOVE AND AFFECTION.
I'VE SHOWN TO YOU THE THINGS THAT OTHERS COULD SHOW , BUT ALSO TO YOU I'VE SHOWN TO YOU ONE THING THAT OTHERS CAN'T AND THAT IS MY LOVE, AFFECTION, AND FULL DEVOTION.
I'VE BEEN THERE FOR YOU WHEN NO ONE ELSE WAS THERE AND ON MY BEING THERE I GAVE TO YOU, MY LOVE , MY AFFECTION, AND MY TIME,
I'VE LISTENED TO YOU WHEN NO ONE ELSE WOULD AND I'VE DONE THIS WITH ALL MY LOVE, AFFECTION, FULL DEVOTION TIME AND WITH ALL EARS OPENED TO LISTEN TO ALL YOU HAD TO SAY.
THAT'S WHY I'VE COME TO THE CONCLUSION THIS HERE DAY THAT I'VE LOVED YOU IN A MOST SPECIAL WAY AWAY NO ONE ELSE COULD DISPLAY.
SO I'LL ALWAYS CONTINUE TO SAY AWAY FROM OR CLOSE TO ME I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU IN A WAY NO ONE ELSE COULD. I'VE LOVED YOU NOT ONLY WITH LOVE BUT WITH AFFECTION, WITH FULL DEVOTION AND I'VE GIVEN TO YOU MY TIME AND EAR FOR YOUR COMFORT AND PLEASURE.
I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU IN MY OWN SPECIAL WAY.
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Conscience is a prying aunt
Who invariably comes to call--
Doors are locked and windows shut--
Ears waiting hear your rowdy
Friends inside your filthy house--
And then she knocks the louder--
Then through the window peers--
Until at last you bid her in--
Then feel compelled to push out the rest--
Becoming sobered once again.
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Into a sea of darkness
I'm falling into a vast emptiness,
It's so dark and cold in here
I'm frightened, and lonely, and I fear,
That there is no way out of this place
of darkness and emptiness that I face,
As I look into the mirror I see
nothing looking back at me,
No feelings, just darkness to devour my soul
for only I will ever know,
I see the Angels up above
their sending me their divine Love,
They are standing by my side
What do I see? Am I going to hide?
Away from the darkness that's still inside
or begin to take a spiritual ride,
So I'll take one step, that's all I'll need
to find the peace that I believe,
Will free my soul from the darkest night
for that one step is full of light.
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Silence stills the earth
The only sound, the rapid beating of my heart
Waiting to hear the words that will send my pulse over heaven's edge
I hold my breath in anticipation
You whisper those words softly in my ear
I close my eyes, exhaling slowly with pleasure
Repeating those words heard only moments before...
I love you dear!
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Searching For An Answer
Life lingers on and on.
Generations come and gone.
People live and then they die.
With our minds we wonder 'why?'
Searching for an answer still-
They make up beliefs to fill:
Since time on earth goes by quite fast,
Many think it's too long to last.
Misery fills them to the rim.
Their lives are becoming very dim.
When that misery will over flow,
Emotions they can't handle come and go.
Nobody hears their crying call.
They then decide to end it all.
Selfishness is what it was,
Hurting love is all it does.
Engaging in any thoughts like that,
Isn't where the answer's at.
Mel
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Pain
They say they know the feeling,
But they don't know my pain.
My pain does not come from my wound,
But the scar that still remains.
My pain involves my loneliness,
Along with all my fears.
It's all my anger, all my hate,
Expressed through all my tears.
It's everything I hold inside,
So all the world won't see:
Between the cracks of happiness,
My pain is killing me.
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Love Agenda
Memories fade back
as time grows on
What we hold close
will soon be gone
My heart holds the happiness
as my tears bleed the sorrow
The pain i endure
shall be emptiness tomorrow
Your message of truth
held back by guilt
will drain my love
through the wound that was built
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Vast Oceans
by lor
All is lost into the sea,
All is gone from you and me.
As we watch the setting sun,
I know our friendship is over and done.
You said it would last for eternity.
But you saw something I didn't see.
You're the one who ended it all.
You went away and let me fall.
And so your ship went out a sail
Into the hurricane; thunder prevail-
The storm hit you so mercilessly,
And all was lost into the sea.
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sigh
I read your poem I wasn't meant to read
You never wanted me too see it
But I have
And now its in the "never talk about this" pile
But I cant help but wonder
Even though I know, you know I know
And yet as my mind wanders,
I hate the fact of what I know
I cant quite understand
And that's why you won't talk to me
I know I'll never understand
I wish it were me
You don't.
Maybe when you see my poem
You'll see
Maybe not.
I'm so sick of these thoughts
I wish I were a kid again.
But even that won't fix things
All I can say is Oh Well
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AS THE DAY CLOSES AND THE NIGHT SKY STARTS TO SHINE.I LOOK UP AT THE CLOUDS AND WISH YOU WAS STILL MINE.AS THE BIRDS STOP SINGING AND THE OWLS START TO SCREECH.I WISH THAT YOU WAS HERE WITHIN MY REACH. AS THE MOON STARTS TO GLOW AND THE STARS SHINE THERE LIGHT I SEEM NOT TO UNDERSTAND WHAT MY FRIENDS WERE TELLING ME AND NOW I KNOW THAT THEY WAS RIGHT. AS THE SNAKE CRAWLS ACROSS THE GROUND BEING SO BLIND.BABY SOMETHING IS GOING ON BECAUSE I CAN'T SEEM TO GET YOU OUT OF MY MIND. AS A PERSON SITS TO WRITE WITH PAPER AND PEN.I ASK MYSELF AND WONDER WHERE IS IT THAT YOU HAVE BEEN
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For Christy
For you, I wait hands held cold
My soul evaporating,
The endless hours on and on
No time caught in our web.
My silence meant I loved you
No anger for your hate
Our lives along the path of life
Talked over hours, days and years.
Mistrust of My honesty lingers
On your lips, I walked towards
You, now. My life passing yours
Don't leave Me, girl, don't leave.
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THE STRANGER
I met a stranger
In the street
I looked at him
He looked at me
I said not a word
Nor did he
I walked on by
And so did he
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Alice
by: k.j.
For time rushes beyond youth
the curls in the tides have no shape
the rain never lies
There are times
where the air is not clear
all the colors will seep together
and she will learn...
what it truly means.
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None is all and all is none
and one and one are two and you
and me are we and when it strikes
is when i like and when is then
and who am i is you and me and
number three are five and six
and seven men set out again to
find their way to heaven and
what they found is not around
and where its gone is underground
and how is not the question
when why what we know where
and how is not the answer but
in err the air inside us is.
© 1998 Mach B
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The Years Go By
I don't Lie:
Have a sunny day,
Swim in the bay.
The sun doth shine.
The rain falls in a line.
The trees whisper come hither.
I am all in a dither.
The birds fly across the southern sky.
The horses eat and they say hi
To the rider who loves the air.
The kids play fair.
The years go by.
As they will - goodbye.
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What is Lost, and not yet Found
A young friend
Destroyed by Hate
Unnourished by love.
Y have u left me my little friend?
My anger has torn us apart,
His rage, his hate bore me in this direction
Y was he there? Y do we hate?
Y can't love conquer all as it's supposed to?
I want 2 luv, but am impaired
I wish not 2 hate, but find myself compelled 2
Y do I? Y do I?
All hate is, is lost love, unfound
Never ever found
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Devin
Someone inside me, Alive.
These tears I am crying, are they of joy, or of lamenting regret?
I touch my own stomach, and hide my face in shame.
I am alone, even though this child will be with me all the time.
I'm alone because the other half cried tears of disarray and his own immaturity.
But I cannot just leave, it's not that easy.
So here I stand, walking into a dark tunnel of the unknown.
But suddenly something feels different,
Something hurts, it's a pain of the way things used to be.
Before this thing was inside of me.
And abruptly I know it's all over.
This experience was so short, so emotional.
These tears I am crying, are they of relief or misery?
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Moonlit Night
Standing upon the sand
Waves crashing upon the shore
Moonlight forming a band
Living seems a chore
I wish you were here
To see the sea
Much to my fear
It was not to be
We went our separate ways
But i will forever love you
How i long for the days
That you loved me too
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depression
mary-ann jones
flowers bloomed outside the window this morning
i didn't bother to see
i stayed inside with curtains drawn
darkness to match darkness inside of me
and there were birds out in those trees, just beyond the well
but i forced myself not to hear their songs
it might have cheered me from this hell
the phone rang several times today
the machine picked it up just fine
the postman had a package, i'll accept it from him next time
the paperboy threw my paper and it landed square at the door
for hours i stared into the mirror
i don't know that woman there anymore
she used to be so happy
she used to be so free
now she lives inside a prison of sadness
the prison that is me
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Hold me close beside you
As we hide from the devils of hell
We shiver and we shake
Through evil good should unveil
In the darkness of the present
Our hate becomes our death
Though we sit and do nothing
People die with every breath
Many people have we killed
Many people are still to die
In the presence of our danger
We just sit and scream a sigh
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CONFIDE IN A FRIEND
WHEN YOU'RE TIRED AND TORN AT THE END OF THE DAY,
AND THINGS DON'T SEEM TO GO YOUR WAY;
WHEN EVEN YOUR PATIENCE HAS COME TO AN END,
TRY TAKING TIME OUT AND CONFIDE IN A FRIEND
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What will you do?
We are so young, yet the world is so old.
We are so warm, yet the world is so cold.
We are so bright, yet the world is dreary.
We are so strong, yet the world is weary.
You can see the hope emanating from our eyes,
But when we look around, there is nothing but despise.
We are one nation, yet so divided.
Led by those who are misguided.
There are those who love, equaled by those who hate.
By the time we realize what we've done, it will be all too late.
Our world will be gone and we will be stranded.
Hurt by the wickedness that we have commanded.
They say that children are the future, leaders of tomorrow.
At the rate we're going, we will be a nation of sorrow.
They say the end is near, when we will have to go,
And tell our Lord why we've treated his world so.
I know I will tell him I have tried my best,
Working harder than some, but certainly no less.
And when the Lord turns and asks you,
What will you say, what will you do?
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"Darkness Around My Soul"
The night sky fill the air with a passing of day,
In which my soul calls with morbid tones to slay;
I hold nothing of worth so I die!
The dark, oh how is thee?
Your shine of the known intoxicates my soul.
Where am I to be in the world?
I know my fate. To be lost in the dark.
I shall embrace the hate, the pain of morning, the darkness in my mind.
And when I die I say only that the dark has cast my soul to the ways of life.
Why is the world filled with the dark? The answer is known but to
my soul the answer is as clear as the ice of my Arctic heart.
And their I die alone, with my heart, my soul in the hellish darkness of my life.
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Why Me?
Beth Kimball-Wilmott revised version
6-07-99
I feel I am on deathrow.
I know I am condemned.
I feel my life just started.
I know I don't want it to end.
Why me I ask, Why? Why? Why?
I am so young but soon I will die.
I have taken life for granted.
Until it took me by surprize.
It lives inside my head and opening my hazel blue eyes.
I feel restless as I watch my family sigh.
Why me I ask. Why? Why? Why?
I am so young but soon I will die.
It's like some sort of time bomb.
Just ticking away.
There's little to know prevention
It could blow up any day.
I'm going to have a headache.
after I'll be dead.
I'm sorry to those I have affected,
for it's what my doctor said.
Why me I ask,Why? why?why?
I am so young but soon I will die.
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Escape
You can't ever escape-
There's just no way out-
Standing forever without motion.
Looking around with a hope filled eye;
But it's all the familiar scenery.
The landscape, forever still.
Looking back trying to remember;
Remember how you got here,
And to maybe find the route out of this place.
But it's still just as you remembered it,
Can't turn away from this life,
So you look inside for help,
But all you can find is emptiness.
You feel the FEAR beginning to set it,
It's creeping up your legs,
Without thinking you begin to run.
And when you can't run anymore,
You stumble and fall to your knees
When you have the energy,
you pull yourself up off the ground.
Your eyes are open wide with hope,
But as you have always known,
You're right where you began, unable to escape the Dream,
The Dream we all share, The Dream called Life
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Only You and Me
At the end of the day
I put everything at bay
Slip you into my arms
Keep you safe and warm
talk, kiss, hold
You are my gold
Handle with care
Only I am aware
how my world
would be,
If there wasn't you and me.
Karen F. Adams
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Genesis....
In my darkest hour you came.
I didn't know then but soon I'd discover a friend,
A lover.
Euphoria...
Making me smile.
Days are brighter now.
Can't believe this happened so fast.
I don't want to loose you...but this is a dangerous game.
You...
Something new.
Never known a person like you.
Don't go.
By K.Noble
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You made me pause and take a look
to fell and see, to listen and to free myself
once more
You made me open my heart
to let in the light and happiness again
You made me realize
how precious we all are
how helpless without love
how lonely without God
you opened my eyes, my heart,
and my soul
You made us one and set us free
Let me always be there for you, for us
let me help you fill your soul,
like you do mine
let us both grow into one
one life
one love
one small
big happiness
I love you!
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...Melting Murder...-
By: FREDEN
I'm defleshed in a cylindrical container,
Disrobed of my skin, It's peeled off my body in sheets,
My vulnerability is so overwhelming that I have difficulty breathing,
In wisdom is the ability to know the sensations of naked pain,
I volunteered for this job and now I'm wondering if it was a mistake.
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I don't want to feel this deep and pulsating fear
That fear that portrays the roots of my neglected soul
Afraid that this fantasy image of pure fulfillment will
finally invade my spirit for the rest of my time
So I sit with that fear, and dwell in that fear, letting
it continue to make me unchanged
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Onward March
Elizabeth Coulton
our love so cherished,
two persons into one.
never will i forget you,
never will we be done.
forget what people say;
don't turn around.
my one true love has been found.
no one can tear us apart
through deceit or lies.
never will i leave you,
never will i say goodbye.
our love an conquer anything.
hearts of fire,
storms of death.
neither through the lips of a liar.
onward my love,
we must march.
walk away from our past as two
and into our future as one.
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I lie still on my bed always alone.
I think of you and your satanic eyes.
It's not love I feel, it's desperation.
I feel so lost and helpless. I could just die.
I close my eyes in despair, my escape,
Tears roll and tumble over my moist face.
I cover myself in sheets like a cape,
Sleeping, dreams come and slip away like lace
My face, shades of pink and red will never conceal,
The truth I have hidden in me for so long.
No one will ever see the pain that will kill,
The life in me that has and will always wrong.
I live among dark demons, hand in hand
And we shall die together, hand in hand.
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THE POWER OF GOOD-BYE
The power of good-bye is the strongest words , it goes strait to the heart
of anyone right then and there , it strikes like a sword or a dagger to the soul
and the soul bleeds of many sorrows of the power of good-bye is very strong and
powerful as the word of death of course that's a total different poem.
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My ears are filled with water,
I cannot hear what you are saying about me.
I don't need to listen to all the negativity.
I know what I am,
I know what you see,
I can't take it any more - I don't want to listen!
I am closing my eyes and shutting you out.
I won't let you in,
I don't know why you're trying.
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:The bird flies by night,
Has the owl sleeps in the light.
The man is alone at sea,
And on this vast earth he is a flea.
The baby cries for attention,
Has the old man waits for death with patience.
The world is ready for its last turn,
May the tree never burn.
Take the pain has the last year is upon,
For the last day won't be long.
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A Smile
A smile can determine many things.
There are joyous smiles,
ones that crinkle your face, and leave rings.
Others to show and accomplished trial.
Friends smile at one another,
indicating all the joys and tears.
Enemies grin at each other.
Showing their worst fears.
Families show their laughter.
Their smiles lighting the sky.
Knowing they will be together ever after.
Even when it is time to say good-bye.
There are many smiles in our hearts.
One, though, is very needed;
The one that shows a new start,
and promises to grow as quickly as a seed.
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Heart to Heart, Soul to Soul
Lord, Let me live in harmony
with those you send my way
let me be a blessing
in all I do or say.
Take away the "blinders"
that are hindering my view
let me see thru eyes of love
the way you want me to.
Forgive me for prejudging
the outer shell of man
let me see inside the heart
where innocence began.
Let me be convicted
when I fail to reach the goal
to "love without exception"
heart to heart, soul to soul.
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My Own
They always say,
"The pen is mightier than the sword"
The funy thing is I'm starting to believe it
Then there's Cyrano, who used both
Now I'm totally confused
One says write, One says fight
I want both
My skin crawls
Into my empty cavity of self
She wants to hide from decisions the world over
Just wants life to leave her be
The same with me
I want to survive my way
To do what I say
Just to exist in my own flame
To love, live, laugh, and create
To feel life before I create it
To know love as a friend and an enemy
Before I make it
By my own ... with you
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Tattered, tittered, tortured and torn,
Beaten, abused, humiliated and sworn,
To secrecy.
Abducted, ravaged, disintegrated,
Into a state of
Unconsciousness.
Frozen, dumped, hacked,
Amputated from the soul,
Forgotten.
Crying, laying motionless,
Terrified, absent from
Yourself.
Wretched, alone, helpless,
In a pool of
Urine.
Hopeless, abandoned, dehumanized,
Broken, beaten,
Withered.
Hungry, thirsty, innocence lost,
Wilted, thrown on to a block of
Frozen sewage.
Left, emotionless, apathetic,
Alive and deceased,
Rotten.
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I've been looking at your poems...they are for the most part flat, dull and valueless.
People, realize this: being abused, molested, a victim, black, depressed, etc does not automatically make one a good poet. Writing a couple of sentences and then setting each line off with a comma does not a poem make.
Creativity is not about following a formula,
Creativity is not whining about how crappy your life is,
Creativity is not using words like "ho" and "bitch" and then feeling proud about the artistic usage of gutter slang,
Creativity is not randomness, for if it were only the universe itself could be truly creative,
Creativity is not asking the same questions as everyone else and then expecting to be called original,
Creativity is not about writing the same now as you did in high school, a time when you were graded on your ability to come to the "correct" conclusion and were taught to rebel in a preprogrammed fashion,
Creativity is not about "affirming" something about yourself over which you have no control,
Creativity is not about being stuck in the past,
Creativity is not about automatically rebelling against "the system",
Creativity is something you attain through questioning everything (even this), especially the things you now take for granted.
Please do better.
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The above was submitted as a poem, and is not a note from me. \o/ Jane
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