The Sea and Me

As I sat by the sea

Watched her approach with playful curiosity

Introducing herself to my toes… then my knee

Retreat with a bow of courtesy…

Bit by bit she crept up on me

Suggesting I’d follow and see

Luring me

With a promise to cure in me

This longing

Old as the sea

 Grabbing …

At more and more of me

Urging me

To trust what will be

Do away with this me

Give in to the sea

Forever

Just be          

Hidden

Let me tell you about this egotistical guy I know                          

See, everybody gets fooled by his fake facade, but not me 

He acts all cocky, but this motherf*cker is as insecure as they come

Yeah, you could say he marches to a different drum

but you’d never know,

See he keeps all that emotion inside

He’s just a coward, afraid of what everyone else thinks about him

He’ll act like your words don’t phase him,

But he takes it all in,

What you don’t know is my man’s got this Achilles heel for a heart

From the start he was soft, actin’ like he’s got his shit together

He’ just a scared boy, he don’t know what the hell he wants

See but you’d never know that-

Everyday with this mask, this “costume” if you will

A camouflage in a totalitarian society

a sense of peace in a copied form

I don’t mean to lose you, but my man’s kinda twisted-

He’ll have you believe he’s just quiet,

But my friend just finds too much satisfaction in listening

Or maybe he’ll say he’s just a private person that needs space

But see this is his “outlet” from the pattern regarded as typical,

A mere statistic.

So if you ever see this guy don’t be fooled like I was

You just gotta intrigue the figure in the reflection.

TRYING

Black Candle

I’m trying so hard and dying so hard just to fulfill your dreams

I’m lying so hard and falling so hard to stay on track

I’m trying so hard to be what you want and find myself at the same time

It’s so hard when all you worry of is what people see when they look at me as yours

All you try to do is hide us from the world

I hope for you to scream the truth

I hope you die alone in a rotting imprisoning soul

I wish for you nothing more and nothing less

I dream you kneel down and cry to me

For all these years I’ve been trying to be what I don’t want to be You made me something sick and evil

Now I’m trying to get over this

                        MY FATHER'S GARDEN

                                           -Written by: Corrie I. Smith

Amazing grace

Has saved my soul

I have entered into my father's garden

And seen his wonders

Mountains moved by prayer

The flowers are entangled with prayers and dreams

Murmurs of peace

Trees rise up into the sapphire sky

And bend back down to earth

Beckoning.

Whispers of passion and love

Float through the sun soaked air

And come to rest at my humble bare feet

Haiku

Title: Cycle

Boy sees father die

and vows to remember him

So he takes his gun.

SOLE UMBRAGE

 DUSTY SHOES I'M IN

 KEEP WALKING IN YOUR SHADOW

 THE LIGHT NEVER BREAKS

Endless Nights

Another night I stare beyond the dark corners in my bedroom,

a night I would cling to my restless soul for peace.

The night is hopeless and leaves me desperate for a moment

of solitude and the relief of a tortured heart.

Just weeks ago I could crawl in a bed full of dreams but the

lost of another has left me victim to eternal nights and sadden

days.

My eyes are overwhelmed with sorrow as I look around to find

silence and no you.

Can you free my spirit so it could live again my Lord?

Will I only see rain covered sky with a roar of thunder

crashing to the ground?

Will I see playgrounds left with foot prints where children

use to play?

Where can I find paradise at this time at night?

Paradise is too far to come so soon.

I cannot wait until the day my eyes rest and my soul is

relieved from another day of endless nights.

it's barely after midnite

im hearing the rain pour

cant sleep, thinking of you

missing u so much more

im always gonna love you

that's never gonna fail

wishin you were here with me

as the rain is joined by hail

the wind picks up quickly

while my tears slowly fall

knowin you wont forgive me

worse than you not knowing me at all

hating myself forever

everything's lost and not found

it's all my fault, i wanna scream

as the sirens begin to sound

everyone around starts running

desperately tryin to take cover

as i stay here in shame

my heart begins to smother

    

kaley kane        

Minimal Sanity
Lady Enyce

They said my theories and what I saw was pathological

and the help I needed was psychologically

They became excessively concerned with my potential noxious personality

Claiming that I was losing my touch with reality

Finally they thought I was an over intellectualized child

Taught so many things that my mind had gone wild

The talking techniques they used with me pyschotherapeutically failed

It took me on a deeper journey that never would be derailed

There was no remission of my symptoms and I was required institutionalization

This only led to greater difficulty and decompensation

I never met the social criteria

I would be alright one minute, but the next i would resolve to a bitter state of hysteria

I came to realize that I'm something these people could never consume

So I sit here, quiet and content in my hospital room

Note: ( I am not really crazy)

I look outside when the rain falls down my window frame

And I think about my life and wonder if ill ever learn to love again

I've felt the hurt so many times I just want it to go away

It happens every time always the same

You'd think id have learnt by now that love is just a wicked game

Tears run down my cheeks as I think about being alone

My stomach feels tight and a lump in my throat tells me im in pain

It happens every time always the same

Inside I feel sad, sad and alone

the pain seems gets worse

The more pain the more hurt then misery is upon me once again

It happens every time always the same

My hopes and dreams destroyed with words

Words of anger, words of hate

Smiles are turned to tears of desolation

My self esteem low my confidence shattered

It happens every time always the same

Take the pain

Take the sorrow

Take the hate

Relieve me of this anger

Because... it happens every time, always the same

Becca

Answers to Gwen

How do you relate power to self control?

Seeking ones boon in anticipation of extol;

Preoccupied with a conditioned disposition,

Thus, progress persists only with attrition.

With her hands she detracts the breast,

Her affirmation be not without wrest.

There is no quarrel, only sordid obedience;

Awarded the guilt of inescapable expedience.

Commanding, be the path to devastation,

Expelled was the insult paid upon reparation.

Distracting her potency with an injurious tease,

Discovering provisional sanity in ease.

Amplifying strength with irrational delusion;

Perilously vanquishing spirit in illusion.

Ultimately, exalted submission propels her uncontrollably steep,

Alas, her insistent aspiration is satisfied in contented sleep.

“Hidden Wounds”

The tears she cries are saved

inside a bottle, in her soul.

Each one is counted carefully.

Each one crimson red you know.

Too many times she’s hidden

behind an armour that won’t shine.

Too many times she’s given up

Herself to hide the lie.

She’s sure that if you see her scars

too soon will cause her pain.

But if She opens up the door

She won’t be crying in the rain.

One day She’ll give away the power,

shed the walls she hides behind.

She’ll open her wounds and show you

who she really is inside.

Time will take its toll on one

Who battles every day,

with demons in her mind

who steal her world away.

S.T.R.E.S.S.

By Alesia Mercedes Medeiros

This one word means many things,

yet no one can describe it in the same way.

To me it is my problem,

My mental disorder.

To me it means

Stress Tension Rage Energy Sycotic Syndrom.

It may sound crazy to you,

But to me it means everything.

It means all of the anger in you

Finally wants to let you know how you feel inside.

It means that you feel,

Like everyone is against you.

 

That no one understands,

What it's like in your shoes.

That their life is perfect,

Compared to yours.

Some people it's money,

others it's family issues.

But no matter what the cause,

We all feel it.

Lethargy

My darkness Void

Stars fade Out

Like a deep black Hole

Centered in my Soul

Filled with Emptiness

Based on No. 6

Pray never a Day

Let me be taken Away

Standing Alone

One of two Many

Forever Falling

Never hearing my Calling

No light Shines

Lost all Hope

Feel the Curse

Can it be Worse

Life seems Unneeded

Being Useless

Dropping Fast

Breaking this human Cast

Cold and Wet

Heart Dead

Twisted Brain

The cross' blood stain

God i've bled,

for so long,

my blood has come down my eyes,

i tried so hard to stay alive,

but my love for you I can retry,

this is what I can do is pray,

For  my love can be so damn true,

My heart is starting to grow,

You don't even know on what i've been threw,

I have faught to make my life better,

So you don't have to bother me,

So stop hold your breath and let it be,

So can't you see,

This is what i've been going threw,

My feelings are getting weaker and weaker,

Now my face is turning pale,

in this life i have failed,

now my life is starting to drop,

My heart is really getting stepped on,

can my life get recharged,

now my brain cells are starting to erase,

This is what i have faced,

so what is this common place,

so now this is where i have been placed,

Now i'm Just a Disgraced,

I'm in my own little place,

so long time to get replaced.

-Mike Catano-

HOW CAN I?

How can i smile?

How can i laugh at the world?

When my heart is filled with sorrow and regrets?

How can i smile, if there's a tears in my eyes?

How can i console myself that this too shall pass?

Im tired of being alone;

So, how can i smile?

How can i make this life worthwhile?

Do i need someone to let me in into my life?

Or do i need to pretend im a fighter, although i know im not?

How can i move on...if im still standing in yesterdays path?

Im not a fighter...how can i begin a new life?

How can i forget the past?

How can i forget yesterday's ache of the heart?

How can i? How can i? How can i?

FAKE JUSTIFICATION

by Dina Oboczky

Biting... twisting... reminding me each time.

Tearing inside... it only gets worse.

Imaging myself going insane

Becoming attached to my skin...

it is now a part of me.

This bond that is undeniable will become questionable,

unseen... carved away... lost amongst emotions and

the commotion of mixed and confused feelings

Trapped in a circle of different kinds of people

never staying in one place or one heart

that truly feels one way

Can you justify your actions?

Do you justify your actions by making up your problems

and your lack of strength?

I am now a part of this world...

I have started to blame my actions and my hidden insanity

on the excuse that I am not strong.

Though I am not as strong

as I would like to be,

I am still at fault.

SUICIDE
Josaphine Thorpe

I wait for death the way others wait for the delayed train or wedding day,

with great anticipation.

Being miserable, but happy to show people that I am not sadistic,

when i really am.

I don't care about my life and if it wasn't for the fact that I was afraid of there being nothing or hurting my family and friends,

I would have died yrs ago.

I don't want to be stopped and I don't need you to understand,

I just need to to know!

It's nothing you could have prevented,

I was always screwed up,

but no one knew it except me and I liked it that way,

No help could have changed that

No one could have changed that

I relished in the fact that i was different,

I looked forward to death to escape the happiness of life!

The Law of Illumination

Copyright©2002

Eric Lee Musse

Love yourself above all existence.

Do all things with extreme persistence.

Be sure your character has true consistence.

To anything in life, have no resistance.

Remember to focus and on yourself rely.

The greatest of all, yourself, you must never deny.

Not all truth is truth, because some are lies.

But this is one truth - that you can surpass the skies.

You can achieve all things IF, in yourself you believe

And it's so much better to give than to receive.

PHILOSOPHY  OF  LOVE

 mrs  saima 

one  day  in  the  mist

i  wrote  on  my  wrist

for peace love in  the wars

for everything love like stars

a precious feeling that cant ends

a paradise moment at the weekend

in the east and in the west

only love  is  the  best

the smile and the laughter

like bubbles in the water

love is like a deep sea

we can feel  but cant see

God created love in eden

like roses in a garden

a gift from heaven a golden truth

a light in darkness for the earth

philosophy of love is too deep

the key of love we have to keep

LISTENING TO YOUR SOUL
Written by Nasra Al Adawi 2003

Have you ever listened to your soul

The gentle whisper that is heard by no other than yourself

In all this silence, its your only companion

Hear its words, listen to the rhythm of its feelings

Somehow, you get distracted-misled by life

Still it will talk to you, never leave your side

You try as hard to block it,

‘cause it is the consciousness that lives within you

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September 11-”God-o-mighty”

As the planes came down and hit the twin buildings, they crashed in the walls and caved in the ceilings. A lot of people injured, a lot of people lost, everybody’s loved ones who knows what the cost.  We thought maybe a hoax or maybe Osama is the terrorist’s host.  With a touch of the remote, Mr. Bush came on” I’ve been up since the crack of dawn.  I’m very sorry about the terrorist attack, and I assure that they’ll be back.” A country full of cries, did he live or did he die? The firemen say with a saddened sigh,” yes, sorry ma`am   he died today.” Today, today in a very sad way.”

So let’s get together and pray. Why did this bad thing happen today? Far in differences, but close in prayer.

We pray to god with our hands in the air.  We pray, oh please restore our lair and restore our loved ones to healthy care.  But there are still things that we still have like dreams and prayer, love and care.  We even have a world to share.

To take it upon ourselves to do what’s right, and never fight, and never start a war.  So we stand together, together

As one, we’d like to tell you it isn’t fun.  To see people die, to see people cry, to hear people murmur “why oh why, did he have to die?” So please give those people love and care,

And “god-o-mighty hear our prayer!”

WE ARE THE WINGED BIRDS

(Cate Espener)

In the playground that day the rain came down hard on us

We were playing in the park and dreaming of

Men and girls in swimsuits dancing

The simplest kind of love at the movies

Fish and chips with popcorn and chocolate

Each Saturday we’d return

For our feast of film and food

Beside the old candy store

With wooden planked floor and gangling old man

Dispensing candy and stamps 

Behind the counter counting licorice and coin 

At the afternoon matinee

We’d find the best of the sticky old seats in the house

And as the lights dimmed, we’d gaze into the future

All light and darkness  

I ran so hard that late summer day

Together we’d make our way

To the top of the slippery slide

Stranded between flood and rabid dog

Who could imagine

At the pinnacle of our youth

Being mangled by a wild beast

Or drowned in a sandbox

But there we were with that fierce memory

Mercilessly growling, ready to pounce

Dog at the bottom, you and I staring back

Terrified of water and dog

Like stranded birds

Ready to fly but nowhere to go

Somehow we survived that terrible day

To dream a thousand more dreams

To survive again and again

So let the dogs growl and the floods come forth

For we are the winged birds, determined to fly

"ROOM NINE"

E. WILLIAM MARTIN

Room nine is haunted.

Someone died once they say.

A mother says she saw

Her daughter at the foot

Of her bed before she passed,

A child waving to the empty air.

My wife won’t go near there

Except to change the linens -

Freshen the towels

& get out with quickness.

Because the ghost sees

A quiet day & marvels at the silences:

Lost in the exhaustion of the darkness.

-Leaking Essence-

by Isabis Willow

A glimmer for the silver

and a knife to seal your kiss

A laughter emphasized

your lost laughter I miss

A cold touch upon threads

of skin to cover flesh

veins twist inside the leaf

beneath it's surface crest

plastered wood and wired dirt

make up for empty souls

capped my bottle of spirit

the plaster forced to unfold

Tried to catch them

can't patch the leak

set out to now find them

my emotions I must seek

A book impended inside

the map withers of age

a long hidden road

forgotten in shame

Ashes blow

past the crests

of spiritless leaves

noone reports the theft.

Accident

red lights flashing across white snow

the direction they were going

they don't know

blood drops dripping from shattered glass

what was the speed limit

they were going too fast

sirens sounding from far away

who caused it

they can't say

one wrong turn

going too fast

into traffic

didn't last

screams so loud

crunching metal grinding

bad sounds

bad timing

souls lost in innocence

lives changed in minutes

red lights flashing across white snow

what were their last thoughts

they'll never know

THE SPECTRUM

I HAVE SEEN THE FULL SPECTRUM

OF ALL COLORS AMD RAYS OF LIGHT.

I HAVE FELT THE DARKEST EMOTION,

TO THE MOST WONDERFUL DELIGHTS.

I LIVED PAST HEARTACHE AMD SORROW,

BEEN BLESSED WITH LOVE TRUE AND PURE.

I'M GAINING KNOWLEDGE AND WISDOM,

IN ALL THE LESSONS I STILL ENDURE.

I AM LIVING THE SPECTRUM OF LIFE,

CONTINUE ON RIDING THE WAVES.

ACCEPTING, NOT JUDGING ANYONE,

FOR THEIR OWN THOUGHTS OR WAYS.

DOING MY BEST TO GROW IN SPIRIT,

WITH OVERFLOWING LOVE MY GUIDE.

WHEN LIFE IS HARD, STILL CAN'T QUIT...

I JUST KEEP ON THE SPECTRUM RIDE!

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