ADDICTION

Probably they're feeling lonely, maybe they could feel regret.

On the verge of asking for our help, they haven't done that yet.

I wonder if they've thought of us, the times we used to share,

If they have why don't they realise those people will still care?

Have they ever picked the phone up and been just about to call?

Have they ever thought to visit, if they have what made them stall?

I just don't know what they're thinking, what they feel or what they see,

Have they ever lay there wide awake thinking only about me?

they're digging themselves deeper inot an empty drug filled hole,

Jumping hand and hand with nothing, losing family friends and soul.

That Night

  She stands over his grave,

tears rolling down her cheek,

she misses him though she saw

him just the other night,

sitting in his car,

holding his hand,

he promised her the world and

that she would always her girl,

she kissed him goodnight,

so sweet that last kiss,

Why didn't he stop,

he ran that light and died that

night,

he said he loved her and that he

would never hurt her,

so why is she standing over his grave

with tears rolling down her cheeks?

QUESTIONS OF THE DEFEATED:

By: Bernadette

For all this time I gave you everything I had, in turn you changed me into the person I have become, a person I no longer know one who is hollow and broken.

I loved you with all of my soul, I cried for you with all of my tears and you cut me time and again with all of your cruelty and rage. 

Without you now I wonder, did you ever see how I yearned for your attention? Could you feel my heartbeat quicken from the touch of your hand? I wonder did you even care at all?

Still time goes on without you and I struggle to find the joyful girl who once lived inside of me.  My heart is so scarred and blackened I wonder will I ever be able to find her again?

All of this for you, the one who shattered my being and degraded me for so long.  You ignored my cries and belittled my dreams.  I guess the biggest question now is why would I miss your presence in my life like I do?

 

Two Lonely Souls

There is a misty haze as the sun rises

Into place above the river

Amber beams stream down to the earth

And slowly the fog vanishes

There's a weathered tree by the waters edge

It's branches bent downward

As if held captive by sadness

The leaves have fallen like tears to the ground

I lean against him to comfort his soul

He is rigid and chilled to the root

My gray and tarnished heart

Knows the same anguish

I glide down his trunk and rest

Against him on his crumbled leaves

And drift to sleep as the daylight fades

Just two lonely souls by the waters edge

Holding on to one another with the anticipation

That tomorrow the river will rise up

And swallow us whole ending the ache within

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What is it like to be lost, and not to be found?

What is it like to be sad, and not to be comforted?

Feeling as empty as a hollowed tree,

Uncertain of what may be.

Heart unstill from the trembling silence,

Surrounded by the echoes of doubts.

A blurry sight leads me to nowhere,

I’m burdened with thoughts ­ oh, so unfair!

I’m out of reach, beyond of touch,

So lost without hope,

Where do I go from here?

Silent cries of anguish, no one hears,

But would anyone understand,

Even if they care?

I walk, yet I still fall,

I fight, yet I still lost.

Again and again,

I tried with all might,

Yet I’m still lost, so lost…

Much to share, much to give,

Within a cage of uncertainty.

Blinded with pride, misguided by fear,

Unwilling to choose,

Yet choices seem so bare.

The void and the dark, is all I know,

Both are my companion, and my foes.

I yearn for a light, to brighten my path,

So that I can move forth,

And never be lost.

iyan bastian

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CLOSER THAN WE THOUGHT

                         -Shannon Doherty

As I stand here I watch you fall apart, knowing that I truly broke your heart. And when everything seems to be so far away, just remember I love you and I say, I say that I will love you forever... until the end, when everything goes away. I love you my friend. Maybe now we say we're only friends, but when three years come around, come around the bend, we'll be closer than we ever thought we'd be. It'll be just us, just you and me. And when the years pass and you're still waiting for me, I promise we'll be closer than we ever thought we'd be. Every day you're always on my mind. Can't someone please, please hit rewind? I wanna go back to the day that i met you, count to ten, and fall in love all over again.

Awaited aid from above

Even demons gave up drifting this silly yearning apart

It would rather be stupid to think that we can restart

A story that has turned not to be the way I planned

What can a smothered in love someone do

Especially when fond memories keep me in the row

I'm calling on angels to only carry away

This feeling of a broken heart, soaked in deep yearning

To special someone, may be not listening or no longer living

Sense of guilt has already captured my pride

Sometimes hope plays about my soul

Then realize myself in the end, so left behind

My God! I'm smoldered with passion

Not ashamed to state it because I'm honest

To every single letter I gladly spelt

My God!  Guess I need a miracle to

Relieve those ruthlessly dashed dreams

If only my words could reach the highest consent

And have them answered, all questions I hopefully sent

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WEARY DREAMER

Stephanie Kobbe

Dreams come upon the night

revealing the shadows, thoughts...

Caresses within the shade.

Mirrors becoming eclipses

featuring the forgotten tongue.

Show the way into the twilight,

and welcome me into open arms.

Weary dreamer, are you done

holding treachery within?

Though you cry.. is it so silent?

None can capture your tears.

Lifted on high with dreams, hopes, glances...

Falling through shattered glass,

the reflection of one's own loss.

Sifting and winding,

balancing and breaking.

Seeing into the darkness,

and sliding into abyss.

Weary dreamer, are you lonely

without me close by?

Though you whisper.. is it so wrong?

So careful are you not to fall.

Fulfilling the commitment, promise, desire...

Creeping up on tender wings,

cascading to the earth so fast.

Weary dreamer, don't quit dreaming.

It is why I love you so.

IF I COULD....

                       BY: Jennifer Landon

     If I could walk you through life

     While holding your hand

     Would you smile as if to say

     That you truly understand?

     If I could prevent all the hardships

     That life throws your way

     Would you give me a hug

     And never wander away?

     If I could make all your dreams

     Become ever so true

     Would the world seem perfect

     As I do this for you?

     If I could make your little eyes see

     Would you realize how much I cherish thee?

     My beautiful daughters I love you so

     If I give you the world

     Would your smile always show?

Wounded
ISAAC KHUMALO

I lay wounded like a soldier in casualty ward,

And threshold of pain bind me as lengthy cord;

Regardless, appetite is smitten with miasma of despair;

Does she know? All we had--the moment was rare,

As faint scents of her perfume resuscitate mementoes;

I got lost in blues, only to consume my woes.

Then came idyll days that were spent under the sun:

The summer escapades, truly, none can compare the fun;

My vision was blurred--I never anticipated the possibility,

That love is tainted; the flame burn with uncertainty,

But so far, she knows better, that ours was true,

And promise-makers realise they can't fill my shoe.

Now sweet kisses are gone--that lull me to sleep;

Can a man weep for the love he failed to keep?

Anyway, I was told everyone falls the first time,

And strongest man crawl, hold on and up he climb . . .

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Please Come Back Home To Me.
By: TINA L.

The stars shine bright and the skies are clear as I think of you to night. My soul is aching and my heart is breaking that you are so far from me. Far away in another land marching through the desert sands. Obstacle on seen not sure of what tomorrow will bring. You stand up tall for what you believe, even when much of the world around you disagrees. Hoping that tomorrow will bring an end to what you have come to do. I know you hold me close at heart as the same can be said of you for me. Peace as always cost a price it’s never been free. Do what you must to help those people be free, but please come back home to me.

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KARYELLE'S SONG

                  BY:TAMARA LYNN KLUTER

      Karyelle's song is sung around the world.

Karyelle's song is heard from every boy and every girl.

Not like the Liberty Bell, but more like a windchime.

Because you can't really hear it, but you know it's there.

Karyelle's song is sworn to secrecy, which is truly sacred.

The song can linger, but her voice can't be heard from another soul.

With destiny that flows into afterlife, her song lasts forever.

It's like bonfires that keep burning.

Karyelle's identity can't be stolen, since copycats can't reach her.

Karyelle waits on the stars for people to cast light on.

And she protects people that will be and what will be people.

TRAITOR

. . . when the wine of nostalgia's flowing,

the cloth of yesterday is frayed

and brittling bones dance slowly

when they hear their music played,

there are moments then, if brief,

when one resigns oneself to death,

yet, reasons how much more gentle

would be this decline of flesh

if the inflexible soul

would just decline with all the rest

Soul, the traitor,

escapes prim, respectable aging

by grace of a Godly breath

Reflections on Two Ovals

After a painting by Wassily Kandinsky 'Two Ovals' (218), 1919 (in St. Petersburg)

Here she flies, the rainbow girl

Nature's colors, water in space reflection

Free yet captured

There, in your eyes, the deep street skies

but 3 fingers held up to say 'Notice through me' only

In your stained glass heart aquarium

the fish feed and find shelter to reveal a few possibilities

You've become beauty fulfilled, yet your the alone kind

Cities to your right and clouds on your left

but the black-blue space above add the image

infinite and endless

Open your shelter to me

Put down your shield and down your hands

You are a lake and I, a shore

And there in another dimension are two other faces of yours

Inner contentment and Sudden surprise

The left is deft and the right to write

as the end of connection feeds 2 histories with each reaction in a heaven

glistening and never preaching light reaching to another

she's making

Still another climbing up her hill so young and strong

Blow up the wind her spring dress

climbing the rocks to reach a kiss and a laugh

There on the edge of reality, a man violinist plays the serenity's edge

but it's not a him, but her in white cotton hair with a sword and bow finished

battles return from her, La Pucelle, from her blessings gone to her foes

Like a grand shot of energy in perfect particulars she sits like an owl

ready to fly, while her hand grips at the patterns

she creates, like a trumpet, like Booker Little she could be gone too soon, or

is that a leaf that has fallen from her tree of truth?

Enchanting Melody

Long has this melody been haunting me,

Never have I wished for it to set me free.

Reviving old memories hidden in the past,

From when I heard the first note to the very last.

Memories of moments not so far away, or back to being an infant,

I watch them come and fade away almost in an instant.

I long for some moments to hide in the back of my mind,

And wish to relive the good ones that will forever be left behind.

Most say they don't get it, they don't seem to appreciate,

A melody so beautiful, it filled my heart with both love and hate.

It was charming, yet simple, as if made just for me,

Something I like to call and Enchanting Melody.

WAKING PRAYERS

Mikel Pfeifer

We are awaking in the fog and trembling the earth.

Deathless ones. We are the dreamers that consume

the earth, midnight sun.

Say good night, horrid dreamers, deathless ones.

Again and again they try to pray for me.

Don't waste your prayers.

Will I sit in midnight sunlight,

sing to me

your ever days.

The Love You Lost

The love you lost,

Was something you wished you had saved,

It was you that was hard to stay with,

It was you that made it end,

You made it by saying,

"Someone can stop us from loving."

You knew it could happen,

But you didn't really mean it,

It was just a fact you and him may have to see,

For it could happen in the day or night.

You know want it back,

But he has moved on,

So it won't happen,

It is lost.

NIGHT

Keren Pedersen

Night falls on raven wings

Shadows drown the distant hills

Dark horsemen ride

And when the gate closes and night comes to an end

I will shut my eyes and wait for you.

And when the sun is finished shinning

and hides its heavenly body,

A blanket of sleep will cover the earth,

And we will be together once more,

We will be together for all eternity...

        

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 "The Reasons Why I love You"
Victoria Class

   I love because of your spikey hair. I love you because your funny. I love because you are hot and I love you for all the things that you are not.

   But if I don't know you, then how can I love you?

   If I don't know you, it's cause we don't talk. If we don't talk it's cause we aren't friends, then I can't love you.

   Why don't you talk to me? Why do they tell me what I don't want to hear? Why do you ignore me?

   The bombs are dropping. The sky is falling. The world is coming to and end.

   If there were two people left in the world, Why would it be you? The People would be my girl, my best and only friend, and me.

   I can be strong. I can go on. I do know what I am going to do and, Oh Yeah...                     I Hate You!

  

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BACKSEAT DRIVER

Betty Bleen

What would I do if I didn't have you?

You're so full of wisdom that you can see

All my faults and fallacies

And splay them out in front of me

What would I do if I didn't have you?

To tell me the things I need to do

To chide me for those I didn't do right

To pick on me and start to fight

To tell me when to clean, how to cook

How much to eat, when to exercise

How long I can sleep, how to drive

Before I met you, how did I ever survive?

I wish I could turn you into a book

Share your wisdom with young and old

There must be others that need to be told

Who are willing to learn from your advice

They could keep you handy up on a shelf

Take you down if they need some help

As for me, more than anything else

I wish you'd keep your wisdom, to yourself

I see you in my dreams

As i say goodnight to him I know I will dream of you.

Your smile your laugh,And that one night we once had too.

I dream of what could of been,when I felt you within.

Us close together,Staring at one another.

Then i feel your soft hands slowly carressing,

down my neck to my breasts,I close my eyes tightly,

and feel my heart wanting to beat out of my chest.

I feel your soft lips get close to mine,

I've dreamed of a night like this all of my life.

I feel the warmth of your body as you hold me close,

I feel the warmth of your kisses,slowly sliding down,

My neck my breast slowly going further.

I close my eyes and take in the warmth

my heart beats like never before.

As my dream is slipping by,

I think of the life we could have,

and then I wake up to reality,

and i wake up beside him.

THROUGH A LITTLE GIRLS' EYES.

She was born in Oasis and raised in a war.

Beautiful girl everyone said,

but they couldn't see that she was a tortured soul.

Daddy didn't love her,

he was too busy keeping his other home.

Mommy loved her dearly but she didn't know when to let this new man go.

Years after years she saw the beatings that her mom endure.

She didn't know how a man could hurt a woman turn his back and expect her to carry on with the chores.

How could people go on with their lives and think this is a norm?

If it was your daughter going through this would you try to save her at all?

Domestic violence kills many women and surely dries up many souls.

Next time you see a man slap a woman across the face please don't walk away,

and help this woman live for more than a couple of days.

HIDING FROM MY HEART
Jon 

close your eyes

breath in and out and relax

let everything slip away

these dreams may scare me

but its the only relief i have from reality

so let me rest

let me stop

hold my eyes shut before i cry

and keep my mouth shut before i scream

don't worry

cause you get to rest

don't worry

cause its where you need to be

don't you know this is all i have

i used to stay up at night

trying to hold onto every last second with you

now my consciousness has become my enemy

and sleep my ally

so i wrap my eyelids around the moon

if only to see you smiling at me again