Up-dated April Fools' Day, 1999
PART TWO
We'll Miss You
(FOR DADDY)
Lisa Romacho
We once said hello to a beautiful face
Your always in our minds you can't be erased
You walked out the door and said goodbye
When we heard the news we started to cry
Such a beautiful person such a young age
without you here it's all so strange
We visit you still it's not the same
Your like an everlasting candle, can't put out the flame
You suffered much it was such a shame
Without you here nothing will ever be the same
You taught us right from wrong
You guided us through as we went along
We never knew we would have to say goodbye so soon
We never thought we would have to let you go
But until the day we will reunite with you
All we can say for now is we'll miss you!!!
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You look at me Child, not like the woman that I am. Not like your elder, or a woman who has experienced more than you. No, you look at me in a different way: a way I wish I did not see. This look that haunts me is your unfair eyes that seem to say," she knows nothing about me". And you are wrong, Child. For I once was your age. I too had to worry about 'crushes', popularity and grades. I too wondered if it all was worth it. But I grow like you and I learn more everyday, like you, Child. My cloudy eyes which make me seem in a daze, have watched more things that you will never see. My ears, which seem to fall deaf to you have heard more than they need to hear. And this mouth which you have grown to resent, has spoken more words than needed. My hands and my touch, that you have pushed away, have become weathered and can't take in much more. As my beauty wrinkles, I pray silently for you Child. I do love you, don't you se Child? I am your mother..........
Submitted by: Annie Rennebohm
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Time to go...
Seek the world soulful angel.
Follow the dreams that bounce in your heart.
Never look back, it will only slow you down.
Colorful horizons uphold a wonderful journey,
that won't disappoint you.
Hurry fast, spread your wings.
Don't let temptations hold you here.
Your desires are to big for the town you call home.
If love is what you seek, then go forth and grasp it.
Hold it, caress it, and never regret having left
the ones needed to find this passion you longed for.
Submitted by: Melissa Wyckoff
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NOT TITLED
confusion is in my mind
like blood through my veins
left wondering how to decide
to break free from the pain
lock it away in a box
take it away from me now
losing my mind like before
losing it and getting it back
wondering how
accepting my position before me
i can make it seem right
but feeling i am wrong
i look at everyone around
thinking to myself
do i belong
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The Aftermath
The time has come for us to go.
We run from our homes to fight the rush;
The river of blood begins to flow,
While death crawls over the land in a silent hush.
While grown men weep and children scream
The land falls to the one who fights.
The hills and lakes no longer gleam,
And the enemy fights with all his might.
Death, dying, fear, and hate
Are all gathered together in the terrible day.
Laws of the land are broken like a fragile plate,
And the men are murdered while the demons play.
This is the dreaded day of the world's fate.
The aftermath, what people will face.
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New Home
By Teddy Bear Williams
We moved in today.
New neighbors,
boxes everywhere,
just like when I was homeless,
like being a former outlaw, or spy.
The neighbors will never suspect
that I slept in doorways and shelters
singing "Amaizing grace who saved a wretched like me."
Me, the "can you spare a dime," me.
The me that smelled like sour dirt.
The me that knows the midnight hurt,
little tears that no one sees.
Two computers, two car garages later.
But the taste of the mission bread
never leaves me.
And the men in black suits
who walked passed me and didn't leave a dime.
I see them out of my window now
on their way to church.
their pretty little families, their pretty little scared hearts.
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HOLY RAIN
A tear from Heaven falls to the ground
People of the Earth can hear the sound
Of angels crying from up above
Crying for our Souls with Grace & Love
You have sinned, Now wash it clean
The Angels cry, unheard, unseen
People of the Earth felt the rain
Wondering, Wishing, & at last it came
Upon all the roofs the rain now beats
Cleansing the houses & Flooding the streets
The dirty sins wash into each drain
Condemned the hell by the Holy Rain
Now God is forgiving us of what we have done
His Forgiveness shows in the rising, warm Sun
And now, my friend, our souls have been cleansed
And shall be Forever until the End.
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INJURY
I've had it up to here
With all this fear
That I'll hurt myself
and gone will be all my wealth
Happiness and love for sports
Will be spoiled when I can't play on any courts
Fearful at work that I'll fall and make it worse
I think that this injury is just a curse
For I fell the other day
I just went to work to get my pay
I got more
that I bargained for
A huge bruise on my knee
The one that wasn't hurt, you see
This is why it gets worse
This is why it is a curse
This is why I'm fearful
Now this is why I'm careful
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It's a nice picture
like a good mask
It spells pain
but it makes you laugh
Like being crazy and feeling sane
you don't have to explain
It's a nice picture.
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Ah this is the season, such a great part of me
the trees with their colors, the sound of falling leaves
you have to slow down to notice the trees
listen to the wind as it whispers
you raise your head to look at the skies
and see the clouds as they go floating by
the breeze now becomes but a slight chill
you raise your collar and lengthen your sleeves
take a deep breath, relax with the trees
it's only mother nature as she calls for command
sing the birds flying overhead to lie in the heat of the warm summer sand.
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"Graceful Fall of a Feather"
So much unsophistication between these supreme beings.
Nothing left, not even from an angel's tears.
But I never realized the seriousness of the predicament.
I can start to carry on, but unusually I slip off the edge of the earth's surface, but I catch myself just before the horizon's evil arms grasp on to my beautifully polished toes, as if the dangling raindrops of roses are licked off by foreign strangers.
Are we free of guilt, or must we have those burdens upon each and every soul? Only guilt is free of soul.
Just be as not even the curious, obnoxious child can pear through your keyhole of experiences.
Hold back the hurt to your chest, like no one is watching.
And safe you'll be as the feathers underneath the robin's wings.
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The night you left,
I couldn't believe it was true.
I just wanted,
One more hug from you.
I know that you are,
Living in a better place.
There are no drugs and no violence there,
I rest my case.
I know this is selfish,
But I think you should know,
I want you to hug me,
And never let go.
I want you to walk in,
Right through that door,
And say, "Hi Everybody!
Don't cry anymore!"
Right now you are,
Probably watching all of us,
and thinking to yourself,
Why are they making such a fuss?
It is because you are gone,
And never coming back.
What else can I say?
"We love you Mac!"
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Is watching such a bad thing? The more we grow like inertia,
Change becomes more difficult, Leaving a spec of this where?
Here in a self-pitying stare?, Or, maybe, Is the cup half full or half empty?,
It might be, To you but technically, That's more than anyone can ask for,
Elate?, Or, Not always because then sadly one overachiever can destroy this
state, Fate sealed, Anger unrevealed, Animation squandered, Revelation,
Apocalypse now, how?, Retreat, What?, It, The Hollywood scheme,
The American Dream,
Materialism, Imperialism, Idealism to Realism,
Stereotype,
Indulge,
Smoke them in this pipe - ripe, To adhere martyr, Or,
TV. trends blends blinds puppets, No strings attached, All matched,
Stripped of self, so I say again, What's wrong with watching?
Nothing - if your content, absent, still bent, don't repent, so
Today I vow, Through adversity, Past apathy, To another world - of my own,
A revolution thrown, Or, An evolution one wore - novel more,
Nihilism to what? But, I say to you now, I will embrace, not waste,
but taste, This, Eternal bliss, A moral risk, And how?
well...
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THE MEETING
I saw him standing in the park,
And passed him by with hurried tread,
And turned my face towards the dark,
As if to hide, for shame, my head.
I knew him once, this man, my friend,
But never then this ragged shell,
What brought him to this pitied end?
What brought him to this living hell?
As boys we ran before the wind,
As boys we laughed, and sang, and played,
But oh how grossly have we sinned,
That he such parody is made?
And then I heard him call my name,
And felt his hand upon my sleeve,
This sorry victim of life's game,
This plaintive cry to stay my leave.
Again he called my name out loud,
And though I turned to meet his stare,
I saw him pass beyond the crowd,
Until, at last, he was not there.
Nor yet these images abate,
For naught in life is as it seems,
And this brief window on my fate,
Returns to haunt me in my dreams.
(c) Copyright Bryan Melton 1999
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I see love in her eyes
I feel hope in my heart
I have a need that has been fulfilled
I care again
I love again
I am whole
I had darkness
I now have light
I need you
I thank you
I love you...........
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"Life"
An endless road leading back to the start,
Hearts being broken, friendships torn apart
Sorrow begun right at your birth
It makes ya think, what's it all worth?
With every light there is shadow lurking in its midst,
With every hug and every kiss you find the angered fist.
No purity, only masks to cover the evil within,
You can not fight it 4 the devil shall always win
A world so mysterious is never understood,
And without the thought of goodness it never really should.
Break my chains and allow me to rest amongst the dead,
Perhaps only then will my evil filled insides from my body be shed
Rest now they say as i begin to fall asleep,
And then i finally realize that the lord has my soul to keep.
Rest now they say as i begin to fall asleep,
And then i finally realize that the lord has my soul to keep.
Submitted by: Meghan Curtin
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Blacks and Bays, Dapples and greys
trotting through the field of setting suns.
Submitted by: annalissa smith
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To this I have no answer,
but deep inside I know
The awful, twisted, evil things
within the mind that grow.
Disgusting, sordid, lurking thoughts
that plague the mind at night;
they lay and whisper in my ear
beyond the reach of sight.
But does this darkness plant within
my mind, a seed that blooms with sin?
Is this where my ideas sprout-
from dirty whispers devils shout?
But no, I fear, it goes more deep,
spiraling into black,
free-falling into my own world
where good sense seems to lack.
I am the way I am right now.
Do not look down on me.
How can you think I'm sinful
when my thoughts you cannot see?
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The door slams shut as I stand numbly alone in a world filled with overpowering gray clouds.
My ears ring as the music pounds softly but loudly enough to make me stare into these tan walls of this place I call home.
I feel the energy.
I feel the full moon approaching as annoying sounds suddenly interrupt a thought.
The annoying sounds are followed by a face.
The distractions are blown off and they slowly go away.
The overpowering greyness of the sky slowly splits in half.
A trail of sun beams down softly.
I laugh.
My ears ring as the music pounds through me softly, but loudly enough to make me close my eyes and drown in my own world.
Help me!! I'm sinking into nothing and my mind isn't pulling me out!!
But WAIT!!
Who cares?
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The tainted web
Yes I know of the world I see, But Oh what a tainted web we weave
The genuine artifacts are made from the fake, and it amazes me to see how we think its all great
Every story is based on a lie, questioning all that we hear, see, or buy
People these days aren't just what they seem, they're a mystery beyond all my wildest dreams.
Our connections are false and our words are a mess, all we rely on are our tainted paths and quests
The taint of the web is fine yet great, leaving only a glimpse of our true and real fates
Connecting to every home heart and place it grows deeper and deeper with every trace
It's surface appears to be clean, shiny and sweet, just like the cherry I bit in my sleep,
Which caused me to choke and grasp for the air never really having a feeling or care
of what might happen if I failed to breathe
In this vicious and conniving hell.
it's tainted evil mass of destruction, is disguised in small little eruptions
Of peace kindness bliss and concern, creating something desired needed and yearned.
The lies of its stories and falsehoods of its face
are those of the webs creators and faiths.
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I had locked the door to my heart and wouldn't let anyone in....
I had trusted and loved only to be hurt but that would never happen again...
I had locked the door and tossed the key as far and as hard as I could....
Love would never enter there again, my heart was closed for good....
Then you came into my life and made me change my mind.....
Just when I thought that tiny key was impossible to find...
That's when you held out your hand and proved to me I was wrong....
Inside your palm was the key to my heart you had it all along.....
~~~Ash~~~
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THE FORSAKEN CHILD
MOONLIGHT FALLS UPON THE FACE,
OF THE WORLD'S FORSAKEN CHILD.
AS COLD AND ALONE IN THE WORLDLY WOOD,
FEAR INVADES HER TROUBLED MIND.
AS A NIGHT WIND HOWLS THROUGH SUN BLONDE HAIR,
HER HANDS AND KNEES ON THE WET GROUND.
TEARS STREAM DOWN A DIRTY FACE,
AND BRING FORTH A FEARFUL SOUND.
"FATHER GOD, DELIVER ME!!!"
SHE SCREAMS INTO THE TREES.
HER VOICE IT ECHOES ENDLESSLY
AND FLOATS UPON THE CHILLING BREEZE.
FAR AWAY AND FARTHER STILL,
IT IS PICKED UP BY THE RAIN.
AND FALLS INTO THE ENDLESS SEA.
TO BE CLAIMED YET AGAIN.
BY MERMAIDS SONGS UPON THE AIR
THAT FALL ON A SAILORS HEARS.
WHO PRAYS IT UP TO HEAVEN
AS HIS VESSEL SINKS AND DISAPPEARS.
UPON A FLIGHT OF ANGELS WINGS,
AND INTO THE MASTER'S HAND
THE PRAYER OF THE FORSAKEN CHILD,
IS FOUND AND HEARD AGAIN.
AND AS SHE RISES FROM HER KNEES
TEARS STILL WET UPON HER FACE.
THE CLOUDS ABOVE BEGIN TO PART,
AND SWEEP SUNLIGHT TAKES HER PLACE.
A BLUEBIRD SINGS FROM FAR AWAY.
AND PEACE SURROUNDS HER EVERYWHERE.
IN THE FAITH OF A FORSAKEN CHILD.
AND THE POWER OF HER PRAYER.
DASHA LINTON
JACKSONVILLE, FL
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We look up to those who look down on others
We turn against our sisters and brothers
Life becomes empty and goals fade away
Your life slips uselessly through your fingers day by day
We search for direction or a ray of hope to pull us through
Be it grass that's green or a sky that's blue
Find your happiness in something real
Do not what you think, do what you feel.
True happiness comes from within
It is not affected by good or by sin
It is soundness of spirit and goodness of heart
That keeps happy lives from falling apart.
Written By Dan Fasching
3/24/99
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Blankness of an Embittered Heart
What does one do on a night like this,
Walk and walk some more?
What does one do with an absent kiss
that has never been before?
I only can yearn for the one I miss
although it makes me sore.
What does one do on a night like this
but walk and walk some more.
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Drops of eyes
Fast movements, linear black quantum-drops
Machinery, pulsating in disorganized patterns
Harvester of time, counter of centuries
Flying with the magnetic fields, flowing from speed
Oxidizing, the membranes of our brains
Cat-eye, staring, a second further, no...
Warm snakes, crawling from my chest
Breeding in my mouth, diminished amylas
Building, constructing, my new third half
Reflection of my shadow, anti-coloured
Eating time, I am the time, materially
Oxidizing, the abyss of my manipulations
Cat-eye, burning, a step further, no...
Rejection of human, spectral dominion
Lifting the autocrat, graduated to power-addiction
Eating time, I am the time, materially
Oxidizing, the abyss of my manipulations
Cat-eye, burning, a step further, no...
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It's wu-wei mourning for my problems
yesterdays no-freud beginning
as now becomes complex personified, simple
How is it that slam whining continues!
unitys circular symbol of this now itself
neti neti
the dream consist of absolution
wining
with why words holding court among language in single letter way
this is here and I can't help myself the atman of smoke-a-man
drink man in stop
it
doesn't
cease
to flow
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For Melanie and Kristen, the two best things I have ever
done. I could never be more proud of you two and I could
never love you more.
Flowers
A Flower is a beautiful thing
It's beauty you can touch
It's beauty you can see
It's beauty you can smell
But if you compare the beauty of two flowers
None compares to the beautiful flowers of my girls
These flowers shines like the sun, to out shine all the rest
And if you are lucky enough to see these flowers once in your life,
You are truly blessed.
(Jim 'Silent Oak' Waddell 1997)
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Glitter Girl
Ivy
Little girl be still, be numb
She curls up, shuts her eyes
Whisper to her come on, come
Escape into diamond night skies.
Open up, worlds await golden gleam
Shadowed nights, loveless wings fly
Want to sparkle, dance, and be seen
Come on glitter girl, give it a try.
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Journey
James Tyler
Run through the mists of the early dawn
And feel the damp grass on bare feet
Listen to the birds sing mournfully happy
Watch the sun appear, but do not look
For the sight will cause madness
And miserable ecstasy
Cross the misty fields
And delve into the forest of secrecy
Which none knows better than you
And rejoice in tears of despair
As you uncover the caliginous light within
Bathe yourself in the mire
And foray the unconscious
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Love, A constant feeling, moving thru me,
A deception, A definition,
Words summoned together to tell of unexplainable
events that arise...
I love you, How much?..
More than I could love anyone..
How much love is that?
Is there; Are there?
Any words to describe this passion?
No words, Just the eyes, the touch, and the heart..
We, As one, need no explanation
to define, MAGNETISM.....
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people call me righteous
they all think i'm stronger than the rest.
but when i look in the mirror
all i can see are the marks on my body
the marks of ruff hands and violent intentions.
and the hopeless selfless self that i let lay there.
with out a word of anger.
i'm not supposed to right about being weak.
i should just walk around with my head held high.
like i'm the most powerful thing under the sky.
but those hands that held me there in that dark dark room.
and my blue eyes that closed and gave up to the world
i can't run to you
i can't run away.
but what would you say
if the strongest woman, with power and pride.
was left in the dark motionless and selfless.
what would they say if i let them glimpse at a weaker side of me.
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underneath my skin i will find you there.
waiting like a child in a clothes store for mother.
waiting for words to slip off my tongue,
but i will shed my skin and revile your flesh,
your heartless thoughtless selfish self.
leave you naked vulnerable to the world,
let you stumbled around,
find your own skin,
your own face,
your own place. in this heartless thoughtless selfish world.
i will shed my skin
and leave myself standing like a white dove on a dirty street side.
naked i will begin to paint on a new skin, a new cover.
until i have everything painted over.
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There was a time
You were my everything
My feet were on air
My heart beating wildly
The sun always shone bright
Life was beautiful
Love was kind...
Our time was short
You faded from my mind
I fell to the earth
My heart stopped skipping beats
Clouds covered the sun
Life continued on
Love was gone...
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I'm looking for roses
For my lover's vase
I've been searching all over
Every garden and place
I prefer roses
But not the ordinary red
I'd rather have blue instead
I've seen carnations and tulips
And daisies near streams
I guess my blue roses
Are only in dreams
I think roses are beautiful
And my lover is too
Will I ever find my flowers in blue?
by Robin Weaver
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Eye's
Suspicious eyes
Looking my way
Blood shot scratchy eyes
Siting in the prison
Oh
Eats a bug
The room turns cold
Hours later
My heart turns black
Because of those suspicious
Eyes looking into mine
I cried
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On our Anniversary I think back to when we first met,
When we first dated
When we first loved each other
When we first had a disagreement
When we made up
When we first saw each other
And I realize that every day is an anniversary for us of something we felt
together of something we touched together of something we shared together of something we did together
But today is the most important milestone of all It is the anniversary of the day we joined each other in love a day we promised that for the rest of our lives we would love each other.
Especially today I want to let you know that I love being with you because,
"I LOVE YOU SO MUCH"
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FOOLING MYSELF
I'd like to get to know you
And take the time to see
If your as kind and wholesome
As You seem to be
across the room your setting
the conversation flies
And though you do not notice
I gaze into your eyes
I wish only that I knew
Just what your thinking of
I'd like to think it's me
your crush, your secret love
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the night watchman
J.D.
the city is a jungle
its wild untamed streets
dart in every direction
danger lurks in alleys
behind garbage cans
and in dark entryways
sex calls out
from storefront windows
no one is safe
but laughter still spills out
from cafes and bars
and mixes with the chatter
on the sidewalks and
the sound of cars rushing by
does anyone notice
the stars in the sky
dimmed by the streetlights
and neon signs
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When I first saw you,
My heart beat flew.
Just as every morning has dew,
Our eyes met right on cue.
In those moments - although few,
I felt something oh so true.
You entered my heart and soul- if you only knew.
When you smiled- a wonderful hue,
Arose from your cheeks - vibrant as rainbows new.
The sweet curve of your slim figure: À touché.
I could go on and on, but if I may
Three words is all I'd like to say
To describe how I'm feeling on this day.
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THE AROMA OF THE PEACHES
TOO MUCH TO RESIST
THIS BO LEAPED FROM THE TRAIN
GRABBED AN ARMFUL
JUST IN TIME
OFF IT ROARED
TO WHERE WHO CARED
FEELING FREE IN MY ROLLING HOME
SUNNY SKIES
WARM BREEZE
AND NOW ROLLING INTO THE REDWOOD TREES
MUST BE HEADING NORTH
THE PEACHES ARE GONE
WHO CARED
SOMETHING AHEAD WOULD SUFFICE
DAVID ALLEN GEYER
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Unknown Wish
My heart endures,
Yet there is no light,
My fantasies prevail,
But there is no hope.
For us to be together,
Is a broken promise,
Which floats endlessly,
Through the dreary skies,
That are filled with wishes,
Which have never been granted.
And the stars stare at us,
Twinkling their eyes,
Hoping to catch another naive soul,
And tangling their fates forever in the skies.
By: .::*MaGGiE*::..::*HaNzOn*::.
Date Written: March 9th, 1999
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Untitled
M. Blake
violet scandalized the darkness
kissed anxiety goodnight with lips of steel faith
and she murmured to twilight that
Eden is burning
you ran to Nashville with a
suitcase and a silver dollar
in your tweed pocket
in search of god
but all that you stumbled upon
among this renaissance of tight-lipped glory
were blood-soaked sheets
the scattered ashes of heaven
and a crystal goblet of sacramental wine
laced with LSD and chicory
the dying eyes of Chopin
beg for revolution from the
sunken sockets on the pillow
thorns embracing the balding crown
and black rose petals
adorning the saturated shroud
you followed his gaze
to an old black-and-white
of Joe Dimaggio
as his gnarled fingers
caressed the damp tendrils of hair
clinging to your flushed forehead
and lifted your veil
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Sifting and brushing the cremated life,
each as strong as when it was lonesome,
each tear cooling the ashes to touch.
Each movement brings a wave of eras,
how the house once had a family with beams,
the trees and shrubs had roots of iron, a portrait of our souls.
We paste loves on milk cartoons,
plant our seeds in fertile plots,
yet nothing forms.
we find ourselves trying to sweep ashes away,
only to find stronger coals pointed in time.
with few predators and hells inferno,
water stands on shoulders of carbon memories.
questions arise in the smoke,
faults bring sacks and rivers to men's eyes,
a canyon carved from a granite back awaits exploration.
hands swimming through ash,
with black fingers they remain,
touching others pure homes.
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I know how you must feel...
It has been quite a battle
Still, it isn't over
But you must try to win
It is the only way to get over him
There are more good things to come
Look now at the person you've become
Stronger, wiser, less vulnerable
See, everything has it's purpose
It's all part of God's wonderful plan
Who knows what awaits you
Of course you'll never know
Dear not until you let him go
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The moon shines red
As I stare up at it
Through the bars of injustice
A cry in the night
No longer do I
Cover my ears To the noises that
Invade my mind
I am hiding
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I remember all to well the nights were shared.....
I still can feel your arms around me while I sleep....
I remember how you used to laugh at all my silly jokes.....
I still can remember how you used smile on Christmas eve.....
I remember still, the many years that flew by.....
I remember the passion we shared when we bought our first home....
I remember the heartache when you walked out the door.....
I still can remember the slamming of the door as you said goodbye.....
I remember all to well the faces of our children as I told them your were never coming home again....
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lost love
The absence of your love
weighs heavy on my heart
to think of you
breaks it all over again
I want to hold you in my arms
And feel that feeling so familiar
That raw emotion that you once felt for me
is it truly gone?
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Delicious
Delicious is the flower that melts in my hand
But the sun steals the seed
Delicious is the character of charm
Breaking ice everywhere
Delicious is the moonlit night
In solitary magnitude
Delicious will be me today without one single care
Progressing to be free from despair
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MYSTERY
Oh gentle mystery
what are you trying to tell me
tokens of a love forever gone
weeping sorrow...lamented song
If pain is the price that I must pay
for the joy she brought me one single day
then suffer I will for the time well spent
my heart is open...bleeding...rent.
Answer me this o' heart of mine
will there ever come a time
when the mystery of life will make its self shown
or will I grow old and have never known....
Her laugh, her smile, her gentle touch
the one in the night that I miss so much
turning me inward and pushing me out
making me want to scream, and shout
In my truth I was so blind
how could this love turn so unkind
will she ever know what she did to me
how can her soul be so open and free...
Mystery of life and sorrow of love
soaring to the sky like a wounded dove
time will heal what can not be seen
but will I ever be able to dream
It is time to say goodbye to my broken dreams
and heal my heart for which it seems
the passion that played for me one day
has gone to the sky never to return this way
For gentle is the night that turns me to flight
and bold is my dream into the unseen....
ash...
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IT ONCE WAS SAID...
It once was said...
Its better to live with your heart and not your head.
Its your hearts that can feel things the eyes can't see.
And its your heart that knows what the mind can't conceive
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Rose
You walk down the street and see rose
Alone and strong as it grows
Standing straight and proud
Its sun is never covered by a cloud
Its the only color in sight
But it makes everything dull look bright
With each day it grows stronger
Always trying to live its life longer
Its vivid color soft but fair
spreading its brightness almost everywhere
and as time goes by it starts to wilt away
but it will always be a rose even to this very day
even when its colors are brown or black
A rose is a rose and just that
Don't look at the fact that its not alive
Because its memory and meaning will forever survive
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I Have Nothing
I have nothing but my pen,
and paper.
Aside from God, the only truth i have,
the only honesty i know,
is what i have here.
What i had fell apart,
my structure is gone.
I am lost.
Alone.
Afraid.
But i will always have you,
my love.....my poetry.
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My Window
Poetry is like a window,
into the soul,
of a writer.
It is a chance to look,
see and taste
what a poet is thinking and feeling.
So now, i invite you, to
watch through my window,
and get to know me
in a way i want the world to,
Honest , Pure and True.
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Cover Up
A little girl lost,
searching for an answer.
Violently, hurriedly, desperately,
looking for an answer to
her loneliness.
Craving security and love,
hoping and wishing for someone
that will love her,
admire her and adore her.
She stares in her mirror,
brushes her hair
picks up some powder and blush,
like so many girls
and prepares to go,
under-cover.
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The Moon
Mysterious moon,
clouded by a veil of eloquence,
your silvery outline; lighting, up the blackest,
sky; touched,
by a silent
embrace before the dawn; kissed
by an orange tongue with a fiery glow,
spiked , with the bright mornings dew.
Captures me.
In a hypnotic calm
which i fight with a swollen fist,
from battling, the day
before.
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Those Streets
As I walk down these dark streets,
A child is watching a tear slide down their father's face for the first time
And at the same time a father is laughing with their child.
Turning the corner, I am starting a new path
And as I start mine,
a person has just finished theirs and is beginning a new.
Isn't strange,
How things are?
A smile a frown
Being asleep or awake
opposites,
everything changing,
all new
all old.
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Why?
If I had one question, why?
Looking across the street I can still see you wave
knowing you were happy...thinking you were happy.
I still feel pain, but most of all, anger!
I suppose it does no good, being mad at someone who is dead
but why death, why did you choose death?
I guess we have one thing in common
We think about ourselves
You didn't care too much about how people would miss you, only about yourself
not about them, their feelings, only about yourself
All I am thinking about is myself
how I feel about what happened to you, my feeling
Not about what other people feel
I feel pain,
When you shot that bullet through your head,
You shot it through my
HEART.
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LOOSE CHANGE-
-Ben Driscoll
Ching chang on the street
while I look for change in my pants
-but no
I relapse into what is there
an empty space and a string tied around my finger
to forget not you
but the pain you bring.
Then, I saw the door,
but chose the other.
If your heart already loves can it love another?
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Halos
Halos of fear inside heads why
when there's another boot and sputum
sun's there like tinnitus
but we're too perverse to cry much
for simple birds and logical suns.
Outside, where people park,
there's a cloud like a stereo speaker.
There's black over the prankster blue
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Night Of The Dead
Journey with me over mist-shrouded woods--
On raven black wings we shall fly:
None that are mortal shall se us depart
Across the grim ghoul ridden-sky.
Terror abounds in the streets of the town,
Hauntings and horrors all around,
And in the dank graveyard behind the church
Not a soul remained in his ground.
Halloween has come again--
Evil night for living men,
Raising fears from the dark of their souls:
Banshees, hob goblins, and trolls--
Entities crawling from holes.
Revelry tonight,
Till the dawns first light.
Fly swift on the black winds :the hour draws near:
Requiem soon will be rung.
I must ascend to the dark of the grave--
Darkness-- and sorrow unsung.
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Young Love
Love last forever,
forever it will.
With you as my lover,
and gods good will.
No seas nor lands,
can keep us apart.
We new we were meant for each other,
right from the start.
We met in the park,
one hot sunny day.
Like two turtle doves,
in the middle of May.
We danced in the rain,
we laid on the lawn.
We shared secrets together,
from dusk until dawn.
Our love is a song,
sung by an angel.
No part of this,
could ever be evil. (pronounced eveL)
Forever your love,
will be in my heart.
In my heart forever,
till death do us part.
by
7th grade California
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Baby
Vanessa Acanfrio
His soft sweet face
like the innocence of the
day, I slowly glance at
his body as it moves in every way
wanting to know him, it hurts so
much, that all I shall know is his
handsome young face.
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Every day, i wear a mask
for everyone to see.
And yet i hide within myself
the real, true me.
The way i feel
the things i need
But every day
with myself i will plead.
To take off my mask's
to everyone i must show.
The things that i need
to love and to grow.
I must learn to be strong
i have to not fear.
Listen to my own heart
the words it says, i must hear.
The way i feel inside
i just cannot ignore.
And every night before i sleep
out my tears will pour.
Until the day
i can break out of my shell.
But until then
i'll have to live in this masked hell.
By: Lindsey Irvine
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Happy Grief
Yesterday I saw Happiness.
I looked into my mirror
And saw a pair of eyes
Filled with love and joy.
They shone at me and
Saw a pair of eyes
Filled with loneliness and grief.
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THE EVENING HATCH
In the fading light of day...
When the dance of the mayflies
and the rings of the rise...are in harmony.
A sudden savage swirl...
thunders in the mirrored sky !
On a silken wisp of gossamer.....
a feathered masquerade...deceives !
Arise....The silent, steelie ghost...
like a defiant stallion rearing...
nostrils flaring...
wild eyes glaring....
glistening silver.. through a watery mane !
Run........phantom of the shadows...
Leap once again... into the darkness distant...
Escape... to a reels serenade !
Angler...hold strong,
that rebel pulse of nature,
on your long freedom line.....
for the magic moments of flyfishing...
are upon you my friend !!!!!!
By: Pedro Spearshaker....1999
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Silver specks,
In a diamond sky.
Comfort me,
Yet don't pry.
Pain and despair,
Or ruby tears,
Are studded through
Angelic years.
A hallow heart
Of fragile glass,
Is a wavering smile,
And a tired laugh.
Why then
Do you choose to dream?
Velvet petals
Are without meaning.
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Unspoken Fears
David Newton
In the peak of the moonless night
I grow weary, dreary with fright
I fear the death that is upon me
the war, then enemy, the rest i cannot flee
He will come dark and bold
To take the ones weak and old
I will not run, nor will i hide
I will turn, and walk at his side
Into the pit of hell
under his great and evil spell
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Poem About War About LIFE A poem About
Love A poem for all
of us a poem so listen
Poem A voice to be heard.
it Is futile
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TRANSCENDENCE
On a road, far from nowhere, my doubt,(numbing blankness, Novocain of backward glances), my fears (old notes to unlearned lessons, chalk dust falling from a weathered slate wiped clean), and my questions (abyss, sinking deep, crying for transcendence), die, shatter, suffocate, lie lifeless (broken shells, houses of flight upon a crooked path; Humpty Dumpty birdsong within shell of egg, diamond aslumber within lump of coal, and Milky Way passing through the needle's eye) when I hold you (black ink on white page, story to unfold), when I gaze into your eyes (mirror to behold, congruency of souls), and drink from your flowing river of fire and ice, from azure lake of flame, and am consumed by fire so white against the blackened sky, pulsing life blood ocean deep, deep, deep; into which I cast my net and sink, and drink, and am renewed.
Blueness of morning sky; broad horizon; canvass with brush and star-strewn pallet, littered with galaxies, and rainbow-hued; fresh tape awaiting a new song, aching.
Mountains rise anew, prayers of ascending feet; together, the forging of a path deep within a home called SOMEWHERE.
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Untrue Beauty
by Jim Andre
Your untold beauty stole my heart,
Upon me a spell was cast,
I lost my grip, I did part,
From the sturdy mast.
Feeling like being on the top,
Happier than could be,
I never wanted it to stop,
With the waves engulfing me.
All at once, my soul was struck,
A course charted by reality,
I realized that I was stuck,
In the midst of a raging sea.
It was a lesson to be learned,
True beauty can't be seen,
I reached for what I had yearned,
On the surface of a sea so green.
But as the sky began to clear,
And the Sun began to shine,
Losing you was no longer a fear,
For your beauty was never mine.
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Old Oak Tree
By Jim Andre
Though I have limbs, I am unable to stroll,
My base is round, but I cannot roll.
When the wind blows, I can whistle in the breeze,
And I have the ability to trace my roots with ease.
I don't have a brain, I can't hear a sound,
But by tracing my roots, I know I'm from the ground.
I've been in this spot for many long years,
And if I had feelings, I'd probably have tears.
As I wonder to myself, what purpose do I serve,
Some fleeting thoughts happen to strike a nerve.
There are some achievements I've already made,
I can hold yellow ribbons, and I can cast some shade.
Though I don't get around, I'm never that lonely,
For I realize I have some friends,-Its not me only.
I get visits from the butterflies, squirrels, and owls,
Some of my best friends are made up of fowls.
Then when the robin comes to build his nest,
I realize that I'm me, at my very best.
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~~~mankind~~~
all mankind does is live to die
because we all know life's a big lie
and nobody wants all the pain
nobody wants to go insane
everybody leaves and nobody likes to stay
nobody loves anybody cause we've all been betrayed
we are all filled with so much hate
nobody can do anything... its much to late
everyone will die and nobody will care
and that why they always say life just isn't fair
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The gasping of the air
The darkness of the room
The screams and cries all around you
I fell from the sky
right into my grave
You don't hears me or see me
You barely even know my name
People have searched and searched
But still am not found
Just pieces of Machinery and body parts that were sucked into the ground
Although I'm not alone
My family is in fright because of the crash
Of this 592 flight
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Like raindrops from the sky
All I do is cry
Wishing you were near
Your the one who has brought on these tears
First you swept me off my feet
Forever you said you would stay
Now you are gone my sweet
And have broken my heart in every way
I lie awake at nights dreaming of how it could have been
But I have to let you go my love this is now and that was then
I often sit and wonder what did I do that was so wrong
I can only think of one thing and that is
Love You
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Share with me your unhumanly smile
Fed up with candy grins and peppermint kisses
So puff away your disease and I'll call you home when I'm ready to be raped
Steal my sins and I'll fake my belated happiness
When all the evil angels are done their deeds
they look at you and smile, for they are getting closer to your holiness
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Conflict
You were there
when I entered this world
You saw my first breath
You heard my first cry
You held my hand and wept in happiness.
I was there
the day you left this world
I saw your last breath
I heard your last cry
I held your hand and wept with sorrow.
What's worse,
the fact that I exist?
Or
the fact that you don't?
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Worst Enemy
Hate rushes through his body,
Anger flows rapidly in his veins,
He reaches again for the bottle,
The bottle that helps him forget his pains,
The same bottle that caused his problems.
He cant only have just one,
With shaking hands he grabs
Another,
Another,
Another,
When he is alone in the world
The bottle is his only friend,
The bottle is his worst enemy.
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The Sky's Reflection
The sky overhead was a blanket of silk sheltering a fragile world.
The ocean was nothing but its reflection.
I took a deep breath of sunshine as I swam into the vast sea.
I became weightless and a part of the ocean,
A part of the sky.
My breath of sun kept me warm in the cool water.
I slowly let my body rise to the surface.
I looked out far into the ocean,
I couldn't tell where the sky began, where the ocean stopped.
I looked out towards the shore where sea contrasted with rocky coastline,
I chose to be free,
I swam out into eternity,
I became a bird flying in the ocean,
Soaring over the tides.
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To Conquer the Night
Frost covers autumn's fallen leaves,
The moon creates a spotlight for the night,
Trees cast shadows on the forest floor,
My warm breath can be seen in the darkness,
Dry leaves crunch beneath my bare feet,
I follow the familiar path to my mountain,
I count stars as I lay on the cold ground,
I lie there for eternity, all is calm, the world is mine.
Then the night captures me, he holds me in his dark arms,
Will the morning ever come to my rescue?
I shall not let my eternal splendor be stolen by the night.
Darkness is my foe and morning, my ally,
Tonight I wear the darkness like a blanket,
I surround myself inside of it to give me warmth,
The night lingers on as I await for daybreak,
The shades and shadows undulate in my perception of the darkness,
The clouds create a barrier in the sky so moonlight cannot touch me,
I sink into the night, I surrender once again to darkness,
Please, take the darkness from night and leave me with morning.
Then as quickly as the night came, it left.
Like a thousand knives the sun's rays pierce the night,
Blazing golden light of the sun emerges from the scarlet sky,
Delicate silhouettes slowly appear on the earth,
Brilliant beams of sunlight fill mountains and valleys
as it sweeps darkness away.
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The poem
Molly Tope
I am nice leave me how you don't want me
I am mean That is fine, fine with me
I am giving I don't care and I won't care
I am greedy not for you, for I am mean
I am caring remember I can be nice I'm definitely
I am selfish greedy and a little bit giving
I am happy I am selfish more that caring
I am sad and happy more than sad
I am just like you With or without you, you don't
I am a human, change me, not my life,
a person, just yourself.
a girl,
just like you
don't take me by my looks
I know my appearance may be foggy
Don't be skeptical I am what I am
because that was how I was made not
what I wanted to be
Take me as I am or
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Friend, that wasn't why
It wasn't how you looked.
It wasn't how you talked.
That's not why I like to be around you.
It wasn't how you smiled.
It wasn't how you laughed.
It was because you are my friend.
It wasn't why you smiled.
It wasn't why you laughed.
It was because you are my Best Friend.
It wasn't what other people thought.
It wasn't what you thought.
It was because you are my Great Friend.
It was because
you make me laugh, you make me smile, you make me understand,
you make me like myself, and most of all not what you make me but what I make myself, and most of all not what you make me but what I make myself.
I will always love you, no matter what. No matter how you are.
by Molly Tope
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A child's a sapling;
Without care and nourishment,
It'd wither and die.
You're the patient planter who,
With love, made me firm and strong.
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The Sun
Jim Andre
For the span of many years the Sun has touched the Earth,
Through the evolution theory, this what gave life birth.
At first, only a few gases, water, and oxygen were here,
Then along with the solar rays, came the biosphere.
The bioshphere was the beginning of life's first generation,
All due to the cycling of matter, and solar penetration.
Shapeless jelly-like entities were the first forms of life,
The Sun impregnated the Earth, and took her for his wife.
Its been a continuous cycle since it all began,
From the very first parasites, then all the way to man.
The Sun and Earth together, created all that has existed,
So many species, some not even listed.
The Sun plays an important role in all the scheme of things,
At the crack of dawn, the rooster proudly sings.
It sheds it rays to warm us, it rises and sets without fail,
It will surely rise again, once darkness sheds its veil.
The Earth should be crowned queen, and the Sun crowned king,
For they will always be there to support their off-spring.
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Mother Earth
Jim Andre
Through our biological mother, we have a natural birth,
But there's another we mustn't forget, known as Mother Earth.
She retains all the elements needed for us to live,
She never asks for anything, but yet she will always give.
We all stand steadfast on her solid ground,
She caters to our every whim, which makes her quite profound.
The soil provides our food, there is water in the creek,
Her ability to support us should be thought of as unique.
We savagely carve her surface, yet she never complains,
We seem to abuse her constantly, to obtain our selfish gains.
Chemicals and pollutants are seemingly everywhere,
Is this due to our own ignorance, or is it simply we don't care?
Then we build devastating weapons to justify our needs,
We may one day destroy her, due to our nasty deeds.
She supported all life, long before time became a measure,
Must we keep abusing her just to gain some pleasure?
We must show her some respect before the final call,
For she is not our biological mother, but yet the mother of all.
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She waits patiently by the wall
Her turn is next
Swallowing deeply, she moves out onto the floor
Concentrating on her steps
She spins and jumps into the air
Like a baby bird learning to fly
She tries again
Help comes to her aid, and she tests herself once more
She is done
It is over
She turns and smiles hesitantly
a single tear in her eye
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SOLDIER
The drums bang in tune
the soldiers form a line
little johnny leads the march
and takes a bullet in the spine.
His face twists in pain
and out pours his blood
he takes one more look at life
then falls face down in the mud.
He remembers days of flags and parades
just before he dies
the gleam of courage and honor
is swept from his eyes.
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The belief of the light;
of what you see at death;
you see a face, a haunting face
then shriek back in terror
The terror from the heart,
which pumps no more;
what can you expect?
Not a spirit could say;
you will know soon enough
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I wake up
with the early bird
still she sleeps
and maybe smiles
how can I help not to be full of pleasure?
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They say
We are incapable
Of a love that's true and pure
Young
They think
Our minds are unable
To feel and to endure
They want for us to hide away
what we really feel insede
They know
Our hearts are filled with gray
Our thoughts are shunned aside
I say
That it is possible
For us to feel love right now
I think
We are capable
Of learning loves whys and hows
I want
For them to look at us
And see our hearts match theirs
I know
We seem unusual
But we all share the same cares
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I could sketch your face a thousand times,
Memorize every line, every crease, every smile.
I could wake next to you a million mornings,
Snuggled together in a down filled comforter.
I could make you breakfast in bed everyday;
Strawberries dipped in chocolate followed by champagne.
I could bathe with you tenderly in eternity,
A candle lights' flame caressing our shadow.
I could kiss your lips softly forever,
Moonlight shadowing our every move in soft white light.
I could give you all this and more,
Just to be with you.
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A Small Taste of Eternity
surrounded by an inner light
i wake and revel in the night
certainly some energy
is flowing in and out of me.
timeless writing is to man
as the rain is to the thirsty land
the dew is to the blooming rose
the flame to poetry and prose.
There's an inherent power in writing
an energy igniting
all the elements of superman
a small taste of the master-plan.
I've passed through phases where I felt
as if all within were endless pain
and I'd sit forever in a shell
and drown in self-inflicted rain.
But now I feel as if I am
a self-contained eternity
whose seeds will scatter, bearing fruit
ripe with immortality. J
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WHY????
*~*~*~*
Why must you hurt me this way,
Why must you make me cry?
Why do you always have something to say,
Why do you tell me I shouldn't try?
Why must you ignore me,
Why must you be so mean.
Why do you not believe me,
when I tell you what I've seen,
Why do you like to take credit for
everything I do,
Why must you hurt me this way?
When I'm the one that loves you.
-Maryam Noori
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What Is It????
She's happy, She laughs a lot.
She's never cold, she's always hot.
She's always in a daze.
She's sitting in class,
But she's somewhere else, she has a little craze.
She never seems to hear what you say,
While you're talking, she looks away.
What is it that's wrong with her?
He always seems distant,
He fades out while you talk.
He never sees you, to him, he's always in the dark.
He doesn't act the same way, he doesn't have a thing to say.
He seems irritated when you break into his thoughts.
He scribbles in his book, he has nowhere to look
It's others he doesn't see, he ignores everybody.
What is it that's wrong with him?
They're in love.
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You Don't Know....
You don't really know me,
You only think you do.
You know some things about me,
Yes I admit that's true.
You don't know what I think inside,
You don't know what I feel,
You don't know the things I've tried,
You don't know if I'm real.
I won't let you know me better,
I won't let you find out.
You don't really know who I am,
You don't know what I'm about.
-Maryam Noori
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Moment of Silence
(by: Chuck Robinson)
In a moment of silence
A million goods can be done
A man can forgive himself
A man can promise never to forget
A man can clear his mind
A mind can find his sight
Or give up the worthless fight
A man can take his stand
A man can also turn and run
A man could use his gun
A man can find a reason to live
A man can appreciate
In a moment of silence
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People look at me like i'm crazy, when I look at them they become hazy.
They treat me like i'm insane, but they don't know my pain.
They think that i'm not true, but if they only knew.
They think I see things a different way, so I just look for a new day.
Yet, don't we all? So, it's really not my call.
We all know what we're here for, I always stop and look at how things were before.
I like how I am now, but people can't see how.
When I tell them who I want to be, they just look at me.
Is it all just to soon, for a brand new moon.
Am I really that different from you? If you only knew.
People look at me like i'm crazy, when I look at them they become hazy.
By: Christina Green
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Love Never Lost
Right from the start,
tried to keep us apart.
With their regulations and rules,
must have thought we were fools.
Never will he go away,
together we will always stay.
Like the stars high above,
I will fight for the love.
That is shared between us,
based on honesty and trust.
Until I can win,
I will never give in!
Amanda '98
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The beautiful dragon made of jade
had the voice of pureness and easily made
all other beauty, goddessly or mortal, pale
For in her presence all was stale
Nothing could compare to her elegant state
Nothing ever could compare without any debate
She shone like the stars in the sky
Her radiance made the coldest ice melt, i do not lie
To be with her would warm my heart
And with that memory i shall never part.
It is the dragon that rises
and with her beauty surprises
all the gods of the heavens and more
enchanting them all with her voice
not giving them a choice
to listen to her elegant score.
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Vampiress--
I live in the night
mediocre sand sculpture that I am
the grain slips slowly out from under me
a life to dwell on in the loneliest of hearts
feeding on the times that haunt the past
looking for some serenity in the future
the tide washes me away
into the never ending cascade of waves
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I'll Save the Next Wave for You
This salty breeze, it pulls the strands from my face
As you do with your caressing touch, putting them in place
I search in the sand for seashell sentiments and such
A bubbly surf roars of our love and shines off our touch
Cotton clouds pass by, whispering in my ear
Exactly how you do, your love so sincere
Waves crashing down from your powerful gaze
I see your smile sparkling in the water, never ceasing to amaze
So I see you at this beach today, with the sky's so perfectly blue
Now it's your turn to see me; I'll save the next wave for you
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I want to touch you
To feel your lips pressing mine
Passion flowing as sweat
And love unending as time
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