Old haggard Wind
By Angela Hatfield
Old Haggard Wind
plucked the trees
Like pheasants, held
between her knees.
In rows she hangs them,
bare and neat,
They're brilliant plumage at
her feet.
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The Little Brown Bear
Mark Manis
A stuffed brown bear lies on a couch,
for a moment, you think it gives a smile.
Admiring its look of innocence,
although its only for a short while.
Staring at its face long enough,
he seems to say "Everything is all right."
The worries that one may have,
drift away as one prepares for night.
A sweetness permeates this little fellow,
that everyone can adore.
Although his figure is inanimate,
the joy he gives is something more.
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Silence In the Beach House
Waheed Popal
We walk towards the water as I pull you through those
hands
Breathing in the air, but we hear no more sounds
We say no word till the beach we get near
The waves
hitting the sand is the only sound we hear
I pull you back as I kiss you on the eyes
To watch the
stars, we look up through the really highs
You walk me back to my house across the beach
Your
body in the only part my hands want to reach
We haven't said a word, yet, to each other
Moon
shinning through window, but it doesn't matter
You lay down across the fire from the place
Glowing
through black hair is your pretty face
I lay on top to kiss you as I begin to shiver
And
break the silence when I say " Be mine
forever".
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Hidden Lives
Wendy De Bodt
A smiles hidden
in the shadows of my mind,
my happiness lingers
so very far behind.
A look of anger
stricken across a face,
a broken heart
left to be erased.
A soul with a cavity
that has no end,
a heart abandoned
that doesn't seem to mend.
A life where hate
is dominant above all,
and my smiles are left
left to fall
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"Metamorphosis"
Obio Ntia
Today is the anniversary of my surgery.
The year went by very fast.
As if I have been growing in a cacoon
and I didn't even notice the time lapse.
It seems like I have gone through some kind of
Metamorphosis.
In the spring I will be a
Monarch
and fly away.
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A Life On Drugs
By Crystal lee Martinuk
Immaculate visions of such vivid color
Fill my unconscious mind and force me into another world
A world of peace and serenity a world of endless dreams
I feel no pain, but I feel nothing
Like a cage door opened and sent forth were two white doves
I remember the feeling of being alone, like no one cared, like no one was around
I remember the thoughts that passed through my head, am I alive or am I dead?
There was but one thing that concurred my pain, if I did not have it I'd go insane
Like a cage door opened and sent forth were two white doves
I decided to get help for the problems ahead, I no longer able to comprehend
It took 16 long months before I could look in a mirror, Now that I had over came my fear
I can now walk in long strides not feeling the urge to hibernate inside
I see the world in a hole new light, I have won the fight
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Luna
by freebasedbeats
the moon
round pale eyes
iris of silver
spotted face
adds to character
slowly arching
over
the pines
lonely
lonely
pines
the wind howls
machinery of
the night
then drops
seeds
disguised as
pine for your pale
pale eyes.
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DIAMOND FILLED MOMENTS
by Paul Bagley
There is not so endless a sea
As a heart empty of me,
Or days so stale and dry
As when I lose sight of the I
I try to keep inside,
But lose,
Oft times,
When sunrises go awry.
But I dare the endless sea
To find the other shore,
To seek, perchance to dream,
The dreams that poets dream
In rare,
Diamond filled moments
That make the journey real.
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One apple on the tree,
a million tears.
Edith Velásquez
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Start - Shutdown - restart
Alexander G.
Rubio
Descending through the soldier's heart
and the soldier's shattered brains
and monopoly-war ("return to start!")
dissolves all guilt in equal pains:
And whipsharp boys in summersun,
howling, beautiful and free,
with tin-foil sword and plastic gun,
enact the last war on TV:
And mighty Caesar, in the mud,
astute enough to really know it,
but still surprised to see the blood
himself, is puzzled as the poet:
Torn between indifference and lust
My broken eye is staring at the dust.
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Poets
By:MCL
Poets are a special breed
They have feelings buried and deep
Some as simple as a secret greed
Greed of something they cannot keep
Maybe poets write for fun
Maybe some write for glory
But I know that when I'm done
I can feel that I told my story
MY purpose is to expose my feelings
Meaning not, that if you write
You must discuss of all your dealings
Remember this, and you'll spare you're soul a lot of spite
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³Daylight Moonshine²
Ibanezben
O¹ Pale moon why do you shine
During the hours of daylights time?
To shine so beautifully, yet out of place
Your soft ether glow devoured in waste.
O¹ Pale moon have you lost your way
And stumbled out during the hours of day?
Wandering wishing only wanting to be
But a vision of beauty for all worlds to see.
O¹ Pale moon is your soul lost as mine
With misplaced beauty of your daylight shine?
All the while floating, strange vision of sight
Struggling to be seen with all of your might.
O¹ Pale moon, please, cannot you see
The fruitless waste to shine through to me?
A strange beauty, in day, the moon shine
For moons glow I am, during the daytime....
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"Frisbee Love"
By Blair Simmons
Pain and pleasure mingle closely in a smoky, purple
haze
You toss me out like a frisbee and watch me stumble
back through your maze.
I love you deaf and blindly - without knowing how or
why
I love you even when you wreck my heart and make me
cry.
Dewey tears spill over the lashes that line my eyes
As
I sit her and ponder the reality of not - so - good
"good-byes."
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My Heart Speaks Out
By: Mable Benton
My heart speaks out
And it says your name
With every beat and pulse
I know it's not a game
True feelings and real love
Guidance and faith from above
You are my destiny, my soul mate
To spend eternity with you
I just can't wait
My heart speaks out
And it calls to you softly
Telling you to come closer, don't be afraid
Open up and let me in
I know that we've got it made
I am your shoulder, your best friend
I'm here for you through thick and thin
You are my man, my love, and my shining star
A generous man with caring ways
Near you I will always be, never too far
My heart speaks out
And it tells me to trust in you
Let go of all insecurities I may have
Because whatever happens, we'll make it through
You are my strength, my endurance
You give me love and reassurance
I am a good woman and to you I'll always be true
I knew to listen to my heart
Because it lead me straight to you!
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NOBODY'S DAUGHTER
By: Leila Nix
Confusion is all over the place
Tears glisten down my red face
The world I will never understand
I'll walk the world with no one to hold my hand
Open my eyes
Show me what I can not see
Please
Let happiness rain on me
Drown me in love I so long
Teach my soul to sing a happy song
Let my heart free
Release these heavy chains
That link me to all the pain.
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Hurtful but subtle hopelessness envelopes me
21 years and already feeling trapped in one's own life
realizing that time is not all about crumpets and tea
living each monotonous day trying to avoid turmoil and strife
attempting an existence not being an earthbound nonentity
but in the process visualizing that i am but one
In hope that along the way i will fall in love with a destiny
while running so long and hard yet never reaching the sun
sometimes wanting escape but never taking that tour
choosing to live, because there just has to be something more
(Tom Durst)
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together in the endless void again and again spinning uncontrolled throughout
the lifeless times of never all i want to do is cry out in agony
and roll myself up in a small
ball and scream
john marshall
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A New light in the Sky
Deja
so what is it that makes it so hard?
so why don't you be like everyone else?
because i don't want to
I want to be like the mountains
hardly ever immovable
staying strong to their place
I want to be like the ocean
that has so many varying things
that are so free
I want to fight for their rights
with more than a pin that says free Tibet
to feel their anger
I want to express my self freely through my art
to make my point scream
yet speak as soft as the sunset
I want to be careless with my hair
comfortable with my pants
to be nicely fitted
I want a smile that tells all about me
an essence
that draws people to me
I want to be poetic
but all I can be is a flower in a cluster
nothing to do to change it
no there is something
yes yes yes
A new light in the sky
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Rejection
Stephanie
Rejection is a feeling deep in side your heart.
It is the way when you don't get a part.
I have felt this way so many times.
Not often people say "Great job on the song and those difficult lines"
Not once has someone said "Stephanie your a star"
"Keep up that work and your sure to go far"
Why can't it be me smiling while taking my bows.
And just listening to the applauds and all of the wows.
Every night and day I dream of the time.
When I know the lead role is sure to be mine.
Will that dream ever come true?
After auditions will I ever feel proud and not sad and blue?
Some days I think I should forget all of my dreams.
For get all of the acts and all of the scenes.
Rejection is something I will always fear.
Until "Congratulations! You made it!" are the words that I hear.
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THE GAME
-Tina Marie Martin
If people are who they are when you first meet them, how come I didn't know you?
You were astute, charming and most of all innovative.
You filled my head with all the ingredients of a chocolate bar,
Overflowing with sweetness.
You poured the wine.
The room was dimly lit with candles.
You played soft music, something sultry.
The ambiance was exotically woven together
Like a quilt, it had a story to tell.
Your body loomed over me like my shadow.
You gently kissed my eyelids, my forehead, my nose, my chin, my neck, my breasts, my navel and my ...hmmm, don't go there!
Please don't go there!
You went there, again and again and again.
I thought I was melting.
My juices were flowing and,
My body became one with the wine as you continued to sip me slowly.
Damn, you were good!
I can hear the songstress singing, "un-break my heart".
And I am thinking, why this song?
I don't know.
Then the next day, it hit me.
Another song was playing.
This time, I can hear these lyrics:
"You took me riding in your rocket and gave me a star.
About a half a mile from heaven,
You dropped me back down to this cold, cold world"
Now, I know.
You played me.
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HATE
C. Scott
It started with his isolation
The hate and pain it brings
The absence of such a faith
Started with his everything
Sure he had some second thoughts
What good is that, he never fought
Covered with bruises, broken and sore
The part you knew don't come around anymore
All pain soon disappears
The nature of his new circuitry
This, his new consciousness
The one they gave to him
They have got a lot to prove
Nothing to lose
And they made him believe
The living end
To the world he now deceives
He tries weakly to get away
But he's strapped himself in
And it's just killing away
All the good parts in him
So he sews his eyes shut
Because he is afraid to see
What has become of him
He is what he never hoped to be
The raping of the innocent
It ruins everything it sees
There are a rare few left
Everyone is wearing this disease
It took him to a place
No one should ever go
F**ked him up
More than he will ever know
Teaching the lesson to the world
It manifests in children
Who cannot see the beauty
In their hateful swirl
Stuck in a long bad dream
It's changing him
Replacing what you though you knew
Guess it was never as it seemed
Just hold a little tighter
Still he'll slip away
Losing ground
This world can really beat you down
He's made of clay
Not the only one who thinks this way
Below the surface, see his face
Reach out and maybe he could leave this place
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Deep From Within
by:Outlaw 3
Dedicated to M.
P.
Tears, I don't know what they mean.
Tears are from a divine despair.
Tears rise in the heart and join in the eyes.
Fresh as a sail.
They can be sad or happy one after another.
They leave us with all we love.
With the sad and joyous days that are gone.
Strange in the dark summer dawns.
Funerals and weddings make them pour.
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Universal Man
Courtney Elizabeth Smith
that man was like god to me
I saw the universe in those eyes
the flecks of color grew to galaxies
full of beauty
from dwarf stars to supernovas
the pupils as deep and dark as black holes
many times I lost myself in those eyes
found myself engulfed by the depths
those eyes knew so much
and they spoke to me softly
told me things a thousand words could not say
and those eyes
great and powerful
would fall upon my flesh and my hair
and gaze with awe and admiration
those eyes!
that stood aloft filled with meaning
looked at me and loved me
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_a memory is like time travel someone said_
by
amanda jo slone
it is clear, here in what little
light bathes me that i am plainly
human.
human - plain.
struggling and
safely
wondering
what drift i catch out of here.
i smoke because i like the way my
throat feels full with smoke.
only half awake when i dream.
wishing that the absurdity of my
tongue on words were visible. touchable.
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Flapping my quicksilvery pristinial wings
up over the riotous caps of jumbling, tusked waves,
flapping myself henceforth in search of that
seasoned mermaid of repressed bliss, yearning
for the crystal-clearness of spacious blue skylines
of freedom, liberty, unencumbrence -- this the eagle
searches, roving amongst this omnipotent shield
cloaking the beateous beauticum of the
oppressed-beneath-fathoms-of-discreet-watery-void
the radiant, whirling mermaid for which I yearn
Kyle Foley
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Under The Rain
Muna al Shaibani
under the rain there is no
pain
under the blue skies
I wonder why there is grief
and tears filled eyes
I wonder why there are starving
children in a world where people
eat caviar and dance till dawn
under the ashes of wars flowers will
bloom
under the blue sky there will always
be human souls fighting for their rights
under the rain there is no pain
under the blue sky
a baby is born and the other
is dying without a care.
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Loss of understanding
A gnawing pain that won't go away.
A sadness that never ends,
To smile and be thrown into the oblivion
of that which truly is.
Or is it?
Is it what you want to see fading out?
What you dream of becoming slowly more and more lost in what
you are forced to believe.
A smile. A broken promise hides,
beneath the glassy, happy face.
A scared, uncertain future,
is what you bring upon yourself.
To know and fight for who you are,
or to lose yourself in what is wanted of you.
Hide yourself behind those walls!
Keep yourself at bay!
Otherwise you face a feeling of
utter aloneness.
Keep your mask on, you risk all
with it off, you lose who you are, or
more appropriately, who they want you
to be.
Jaclyn A
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You to Me ------------ KiAnd Kuit
When first I saw you crossed me by
Like an angel you blind my eyes
My hear was blessed and also my soul
Never again shall I be cold.
Your voice it sounded fine to ears
Any a word it brought some tears
May forever you near me by
So that I may never cry.
Every moment I had to spare
Your eyes were gazed and darkest hair
Sweet were your lips that were so full
Moment gone, it was so cruel
Now we may and always will
Bound together with strong a seal
A tie so firm but keeps us free
Forever as we wish to be.
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MOMUMENT
written 8/8/97, Portal of
Residence, GG park, SF CA
by: b_e_robinson
Cracked and chipped
Covered in grime
The pillar today more treasured
than when newly sculpted
Time and incidence
Battered throughout the years
Steps hold more meaning than yesterday
Every crack tells a story
Shaped like a soul
Infused with life
Growing in glory
Decaying through generations
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"Dragon in Flight"
picesrose7
The most majestic thing,
That I have ever seen,
Is the all-encompassing splendor,
Of a dragon in flight
With wings spread wide,
Riding through the thermals,
And those same leathery wings,
Knifing into puffy clouds of purity.
Golden scales flashing,
Neck arched so regally,
And tail twining with the wind,
Lethal claws and head held high.
Eyes so enchanting,
Great golden orbs,
Able to see through the mists of time,
And piercing the veil of worlds.
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"I Do"
Jennifer Poole
When you came along,
I really was not looking to find anyone special,
But when I looked into your eyes,
Everything changed for the best,
It was like I could see the future awaiting us,
I could see us falling deeply in love,
Spending every waking second together,
Saying the words "always" and "forever,"
I could see the sweet and honest person you are,
I could see passion and romance,
I could even see us making love for the first time together,
I could see all of this and more,
All with just one look in your eyes,
Now we are getting ready to say the words,
That will change our lives forever,
That will truly bond us for life,
That will make us a whole instead of two halves,
These two words will complete us,
You complete me,
You make me, who I really am,
You brought happiness to my life,
You changed me for the better,
You came along and loved me inside and out,
You are so very special to me,
I will be with you through richer or poorer,
Through good or bad,
Through thick or thin,
I will try to make you a very happy man,
I will love and honor you always,
To you I say with all the love I have for you,
"I do."
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Purple
By Dee
Some lonely little purple flowers
stood out from all the rest
shaded under blossoming trees
and the ancient robins nest
blowing gently in the breeze
they lean again one way
and in the spotlight they now stand
the light of natural day
apart from oak and herbs alike
they gather in the sun
and in each year they bloom again
like when they'd first begun
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One Grammar
Alonzo Patrice Bolden
my similes taste vicious and my metaphors are nutritious
with agile adjectives hot as soup dishes
food for thought as if you had three wishes
onomatopoeia like Batman crack Catwoman's whip
oxymorons like a fat man only taking one sip
of that soup at Catwoman's demand so he purses his lips
absolute, his hunger moving him beyond his limits
the etymology of this work is African for brilliant
written in English damn roots are resilient
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MULTIPLE PERSONS
By: Denise E. Horn
One Person
Two sides to me
One happy the other sad
one glad; the awful one so MAD
I only show one side
To the world
My true feelings
Are mostly kept inside
Two personalities and one person
Weird doesn't it sound
The real me
Few people have found
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"Memphis Blues"
By Blair Simmons
It's raining tonight in Memphis
On a gray feather pillow atop my bed.
I am reminded of his kiss
As snapshots of him swarm my head.
Tears of pain flood my sheets
And choking Teddy struggles for air.
It feels like someone's dancing on my heart with metal cleats
When I remember the entrancing way he'd stare.
My mangled heart loves him even now
With my crimson eyes nestled in this pillow
It loves without knowing why or how
But I still cry beneath this weeping willow.
Through cloudy, blue eyes I see him
Framed between 2 glassy, cracked walls
I close my eyes as pelting tears brim
This bed in Memphis is now Niagra Falls.
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PROJECTION
Kirk Jones
The merciless comparisons,
that we forget to show ourselves,
we critique the poor uncommon,
and self-awareness in good health.
But from ourselves we keep our deepest dreams,
our desires and out yearning,
some creatively deny their thoughts,
by continuing and learning.
Some forbid their homeliness to be seen,
by trying to prove they can grow,
but the things that they deny to themselves,
to others, they still show.
And as borrowers of the night,
we divide ourselves from one another,
to see ourselves in dead respite,
as we hide ourselves from each other.
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TainT
by Buddah
Even now seeping its electric fingers into this work...
it clogs up the ears and minds of everyone I know...
Brought on by the abuse of power and the ignorance of youth...
Past cleaning or logical reasoning, as long as its dark fist clutches our throats and hearts...
Fooling our every thought and crushing our every word...
There is no longer a purity in our world.
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Unearthed Mystery
-Brandon MacSuibhne
Blood trickles down the spectrum of my spine
And spouts up to the light of the sky
My body is forlorn and I think I am dead
Yet I'm conscious of my being and I'm burning instead
Inside my skull lies an intricate web
Woven from the rope, that soul-sorrow thread
Madness takes over, envelopes my mind
I'm trapped in a labyrinth and my heart is quite pined
I'm dying and crying, I just want to leave
I'm hurting and yearning, please let me grieve
Ice cascades throughout my eyes
And I turn to stone as time goes by
Wandering and wandering throughout this void
The stars are laughing at where I once stood
There is no beginning, there is only and end
But how could that be if I just began?
Infinity excels at boggling the mind
Eternity perpetuates a reflection of time
As the hourglass drops the totality of itself
This bleakness of meaning just passively dwells
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"Lake"
Kristin Green
hold me until I die
and whisper to my heart
don't give up on our love
experiment with me
and find new things
I am here
open
I don't mean to hurt you
please forgive me
my blood is yours
my eyes see you in my heart
I would give up all of my privileges for you
my sweet love, my soulmate
I wish you could hear and see me now
I wish you had compassion for the tears I shed in your honor
I know you feel me now
an ache is hitting your heart
feel it
know it is me, please, know
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*FAITH*
*Anuradha Rath
When we parted, I knew
it was all over for me;
something in me had died.
all that was left of me were
a few shreds of my being
scattered here and there.
The sun had set over my life at last
and my pyre was lit,
slowly, menacingly, reducing me to ashes.
Yet, somewhere deep within, I still love you...
deeply, unselfishly, divinely.
I still trust you and believe,
You'll never desert me;
When I breathe my last, you'll come,
and your loving touch,
will transform my pyre into a garden;
-only then will I attain salvation.
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beneath the roadways
was the certain taste of green
the scent of purple
and every hue that lie between
all i could see
was our hands meshed together
our forefingers dancing
your palm listening to mine
we walked on
silver grass and broken glass
and rainbows of the shouting mass
your caressing eyes
hearing putrid skies
was all we had
to taste the size
preston holston
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What will come...
Pavithra. R
What will come will come
what will be will be
They shall stay and live
like the garden of Eva
From the sky to the trees
from the ocean to the seas
What will come will come
what will be will be
but never give up faith
never give up hope
for if you believe
bliss will fall upon thy
with heaven's delight
for like ones belief is by far the gift of...
What falls will rise
what sinks can float
for if one thinks so one can do so!!
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The Sum of a Day
Mark Manis
Darkening sky after sunset,
day surrenders to night.
People come in from their day,
windows become filled with light.
People settle into their homes,
families get together and talk.
Some relax with comfort inside,
while others go out for an evening walk.
Precious moments spent together,
for these days they are hard to come.
Later on, as we grow older,
they are the parts that became the sum.
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Mr.X
E.P.Rivera
We consume our days one by one,
as though they were steel cut from an iron template.
Die-cast days and nights, unable to tell one from the other,
each one with the same polished surface.
A splinter in the well oiled machinery called society,
unconcerned with tradition, the individual,
the malcontent.
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She & I
bjpixie
She is a spellbinding sunset
You love to behold in wonder
Hoping her colors shine for you
I am just the blue sky
That greets you everyday
Loves you in every way
Gives you little white ideas
So I can watch you form and dream...
She is a storm that
Thrills and thwarts you
Makes you powerful
Makes you too weak to stand
Run and hide
I am the whispering wind
The air around you
Something you take in
And put out
Part of you one moment
Nothing to you the next
A constant caress you never notice
She is fire
Heating your dazzled blood
Blazing frightfully
Blazing beautifully
Daring you to burn alive
I am the sun
Rising with you
Falling with you
In love with you
Warming you
Lighting anywhere you want to go
So tell me, love
Who loves pain--
The one who cannot receive
Or the one who vainly gives
The one who cannot believe
Or the one who simply lives for
True Love?
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Witty Charmer
Laura Osgood
" Tonight I'll make my appearance", You say,
" As the man who knows my mind,
playing the part of the witty charmer,
mentally strong but kind"
So you don your jeans and trainers,
tuck your childish self away,
script set in your head
for the part your ready to play.
" I'll make you fall in love with me,
because this is what I am"
Your naive self will wonder
in any way it can.
" I am an adult, I am set in life
doing what I want to do"
These lines are so familiar,
It's all so old to you.
But you're weak inside, that's the truth
A school boy born to be wild, You say:
" You know I mean it I love you"
and inside you're still a child
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HIM
BY "THE POET '76"
More often then not...
I find my mind drifting...
back to a time when he was mine.
Him...
A single tear drop...
builds in the corner of my eye...
the travels to my trembling chin.
Him...
Why can't I move on with my life...
get over him and take control...
of what is left of my dismal life.
Him...
When will he stop haunting my dreams...
let me get a good nights rest...
before facing the morning sun and starting over again.
Him...
If only I could forget about him...
Perhaps my life would be worth living...
Yet for now I just can't face life without him.
Him...
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i wish
by caitlin williams
i wish i could tell you so many things*like how youre on my mind*all the time
And i wish you onlu knew the things*i think about*when youre not around
maybe if you knew these things*you wouldnt be so insecure
and maybeyou wouldnt worry so much*wondering if i really care*because you would know*that i do
I wish i could tell you how much*i love youre embrace and how*your touch warms my heart
and i wish you knew how much*i long to be with you*when you arent here
I wish you could understand*how hard it is for me*to let you know*just how much you matter*to me
and it hurts me so much to know that* youll never know*how i feel
all i can say is that*maybe some day*all of your insecurities will be diminished
and we can both be happy
together
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People don't give me the respect I need to BE who I want to BE, who I need to BE in my life, but the strife......is holding my back, like a jack---hammer, pounding me to the ground, not letting me get up.. and FIGHT for my RITES, not as a man, woman or child, but as a human. I stride to survive but the lies I have been told can fill a book. Just take a look......at my life, and what I go through, in my life everyday. You say, hey,.......things will change, but its strange how people tell me this- you getting this?. People telling me this but nothing will change it stays the same. Some people call my style free style. But I call it being true. This is from my heart and its just a part. Of how I feel, its the real deal. Punching people out like Evander Holyfield. What I write may just seem like words, but they have meaning, and I want you to be seeing how I have been feeling. The pain I feel is mine, and for you its not the same. But one day I came........to see the light. And I chose the path that is rite for my life. The path that will let me live. And you give all that you can give. But with only one persons actions nothing can change. We have to rearrange the way people think. People say that evil is black, and pureness is white. But the devil is wrong, and god is what's rite. So don't give up the fight, and fight for your life. Do what u can to try and stay alive. Its survival of the fittest, only the strong survive.
Danny Macedo
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*IT IS YOU*
By: Sueaco Harrigan
It is you that I am thinking about
when I need someone to hold me
someone to kiss me
and tell me everything will be all right.
It is you that I am thinking of
when a smile appear on my face
when my eyes glows with the emotion...love
and when I can't feel pain.
It is you that I think about
when I need to get away
Needing someone to run to
when the storms of life tries to prevail.
It is you that I think of
when I need a sun to chase the rain
someone who will be my lover
and who i can give all my love...freely.
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YOUR HAND
Bruce Warren
Let your emotions go on unchecked
When you revel in pain that's all you expect
Reject
Life and all it has given is suspect
Your heart and soul, they have you all wrecked
Inspect
Your heart and your mind
You may never get over it this time
You hurt, moan, and whine
You slide in and out of a fading existence only to slide out of the illusion you know as time
Devine
Intervention is all you have to want
But slow down on the front
You want
Immeasurable pleasure, you still measure
Your deeds have gone undone forever
Never
Open yourself to attack
Step back
Throwin yourself on an emotional rack
Stack
Emotions under your belt
What you felt, did your heart melt
Get a grasp on the hand your dealt
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3 POEMS
Meghan Davis
When things gone wrong all turn right,
And the real dark places turn to light,
The fears go and fly far away,
That will be an awesome day.
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My day will come when my thoughts disappear
of all that has happened these past years.
When my day comes I will be happy once more,
The day is near as God told me before.
Troubles and pain both turn to ash,
That's all that is left, except for the gash.
It's a big empty space in the middle of my heart
And I hope these things will soon depart.
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The things gone wrong all turned right,
And the real dark places all turned light,
The fears and troubles have flown away,
Because today has been an awesome day.
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THE SUM
by Mary Peterson-Bagley
I would not love
Your touch so much
Did not your mind
Make mine go higher;
And I would not love
Your mind so much
Did not your touch
Set mine on fire;
It is the sum
Of all your points
That weaves a circle
Round my grin,
And leaves us touching
Thought to thought,
As well as
Skin to skin.
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Caught between two different worlds
And all I ever do is think
For no matter how I try
I can't escape my tortured mind
I look ahead to what's in store
And fear it with intense desire
And yet in it excitement grows
And burns in me like fire
And yet in this I look behind
And memories do fill my mind
For I can see the past so clear
And reminisce and shed a tear
For all of you will soon be gone
And I will see you not again
And I wish I could cling to you
For now is when I need you most
capeepeepoff
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Forgotten Memories
mueckj
You're out of my life. At least more than before. Yet you invade my mind still.
How do I rid myself of you? I'm much happier with someone else new.
You tell me how you lost me. And I tell you I agree. For you and I, just aren't meant to be.
If that is so true; Why do my thoughts always seem to drift to you?
It could have been your little bombshell. You know, the one you dropped on me so recently. Oh why do you have this affect (on me).
All I know is that I am happy now. And I could not ask for more. So go away, damnit! Leave me alone!
Did you hear me?! I said Shoo! Scatter! Depart your whole self from my being!
Maybe then and only then will be when I can say my final goodbye. At last.
Why must it be this way? Why can't we be just friends? Because you and I both know we are anything but harmless friends.
We've proved that time and time again.
Not friends. Not even acquaintances. Only memories, soon to be forgotten...
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girl
shopping, jumping
sweet, kind, smart
baby, woman, man, child
mean, gross, ugly
fighting, running
boy
Marisela Gallegos
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YOU AND ME
cashew80
You are my wildest desire
When I see you, in my eyes I feel the fire.
Burning inside is this urge,
Being near you I feel my energy surge.
I want to grab you and hold you,
Hoping to be your love so new.
Dreaming of embracing you, placing a passionate kiss,
Thoughts of kissing those lips, I can't resist.
Sometimes showing me that you care,
I would like to do more, but I wouldn't dare.
One minute I'm with you, the next I'm not,
Baby,I want to be with you, you're making me hot.
I want you so,if ony you knew
The one I want is only you.
I'll love the day when we entwine under a rainbow,
Thus creating a rhapsody of love that will glow.
We'll make love on a bed of roses,
Holding hands and rubbing noses.
Everyone will know our love is true,
It will be just me and you.
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Hangin On
rachel185
I am hanging on to you
You're holding my heart
I am scared
When you hold me
You hold my love
My heart
My soul
And last, my life
The sky is my limit
When you are in my heart
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One and Only
-Leah Jacoby
You look and me with loving eyes,
And everything bad just dies.
Every single minute of the day,
I think of you in that Special way.
Waiting to see you all week long,
I just know that we belong.
My friends don't know how much you mean to me,
But your heart is just the key.
When you're around, there's nothing in the world,
Just my thoughts that get twisted and twirled.
I don't know why I like you this much,
I'm just waiting for that special touch.
I hear your voice, and my heart starts to thump,
And I no longer feel down in the dump.
Whenever I feel even a little lonely,
I think of you, my one and only
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