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Roses

Alanna

What good a rose that is not given in love?

Plucked from nature and usurped

A gift without meaning,

an avoidance of apology,

almost as injurious as the insults that follow.

Why bring flowers when you can’t offer love?

No complement can ever substitute.

All the blooms in heaven could not bear your burden.

Our heads bend under your expectation,

Your thoughtlessness makes us twist and wither.

All the while petals taunt and whisper what could have been

As love’s hue fades away.

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Dueling Violins (Yanni's Song)- Sonnet

By Tamara Beryl Latham, c 2005

Anticipating each half-note he brings

to life, her fingers stretch to find the grooves.

Perfection springs, as sound is bounced from strings,

then quickly as Barishnikov, she moves.

His chords, a hurried sequence, devil's notes,

seduce her hand, then challenge fast her bow,

which glides across the bridge, the music floats

beyond the Parthenon, but so few know,

this duo, he in Black and she in Red,

sleek racing cars, fine-tuned, pumped full with fuel,

who drive life into wood that's long been dead,

while savoring each aspect of the duel.

Smooth liquid notes of eighths slake all who thirst,

evincing Grecians, once again, are first.

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EPITAPH

Metuge Thomas Ebine

Ah this grave! It is the king's grave.

Behold, it is dressed with titles, brave,

Rich, kind, noble, a great knight.

His deeds shall be told day and night,

This shall not skip any memory or sight,

For under his sovereign rule we knew no plight.

Here lies the man who captained our fatherland.

I still vision the sceptre in his hand,

In our great land of bliss and sunshine so bright.

Though we won our freedom fight,

His brave men chose the way of peace

And so made fire for fire with neighbours to cease.

Here lies the great and unforgotten king,

O what shall our folded hands bring?

When our light is buried in the womb of darkness,

And the sting of death has consumed our mightiness.

Now we know where your bones are,

But where O king are you? We wait for our hour.

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""I'm in the end with you...""

serag hamid

Right now, I'm in the end with you I can't forgive you I can't forget!

My time that I spent with you... My heart that I was given to you, my poetry that I was wrote for you…

All that means nothing for you... Oh god, how was I stupid..!! How was I blinded from the true?

You were my angel and my dream

You were the best person that I seen…

But now, after you went….I know the true... I know who you are!

I have to be strong and far from you... because I'm afraid to believe you again...

And trust in you again...

You are Devil masked with loveliness

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when there are no words beautiful enough

no song sweet enough

no tears painful enough

to hold back a moment that whispers by

to soothe away the madness borne of heartbreak

to wipe away the knowledge betrayed

in a moment of weakness

for the time has wafted away

through the songs, through the words, through the tears

wafted away

none left but the bitter taste of regret

and woes that knows no bounds

when the word are lost on the lips

when there is no voice for the moans in the soul

for the tender ache in the heart

because time has wafted away

shmed

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If I told you I Loved You

Cyndy Little

If I told you that I loved you, how would you take it?

If I told you that you are all I ever think about, would you run away?

I know that we have been down this road before,

I relive it every day,

But really, how would you feel?

What if I was never there again?

Would that break your heart?

Would you miss me?

What if I held your hand?

Yours so strong, and mind so small…

Would you run away?

Or would you hold it back?

Or would you come unglued?

The other night I almost kissed you.

How does that make you feel?

Butterflies in your stomach?

Or a dark sullen feeling?

Honestly now, would you have kissed me back?

Or would you have pulled away?

Maybe you would have melted,

The way I used to melt in your arms.

When something reminds you of me,

What do you do?

Let it be a fleeting thought?

Or dwell on the past?

I’ll tell you what I do…

I cry for you.

I cry for me.

I cry for the moment.

It was beautiful.

What will you do when you realize that it me?

What will you do when you realize that its me you’ve been missing all along?

Will you tell me?

Will you hide from me?

Or will you just live with the pain as I do?

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Love You To Pieces

Kulpreet Singh

Some people think I'm completely mad

I like to slice them into pieces

You may think I'm very bad

But I'm really no different than Reeses

Instead of cutting up candy

I do it on people for a giggle

It is real dandy

I especially enjoy when they wiggle

I start at the top and work my way down

Making sure they're tightly bound

A head, a finger, a couple of toes

Sometimes I get really heinous

That's the way it goes

I'll cut off your penis

So if our paths should ever cross

You will be as obsolete as Mother Fuc**r

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LOST IN THOUGHT

Lance W Toohey

Ethereal mirth doth fill the air

as mimosa wafts sweetly on breeze,

too soon this joy does take its leave

this night be no ally, i must appease.

How quiet the evening when love be not near

how bleak does feel the heart,

lost in this vacuum devoid of all thought

'tis death when we are apart.

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MY STRUGGLES, MY LIFE

And as the years go on, so does the strife.….

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MY MOTHER'S SPECIAL GIFT

As I sit here thinking of the days gone by.

I begin to shake and I begin to cry.

I remember a special gift my mother gave to me.

How it went right to my heart where it was meant to be.

Oh it wasn't made of diamonds or it wasn't made of gold.

Oh it wasn't made of paper and it wasn't really old.

You see it had no value to any one but me.

Though it really helped to set me free.

Oh I remember that special gift as though I got it yesterday.

How she made sure I had it before she passed away.

You see her days were numbered and the end was near.

Though I never told anybody I was full of fear.

For I knew my mom was dying and there was nothing I could do.

I had seen all the pain and suffering that she had to go through.

I remember thinking why couldn't it be me.

For everybody loved her but no one cared for me.

Then one day it happened, to the hospital she did go.

The ambulance came and got her but it seemed really slow.

That night the doctor told us there was nothing he could do.

At the most she had left a day or maybe two.

The next day I went to see her in her hospital bed.

That’s when to my younger brother she lovingly said.

Please let your older brother kiss me good-bye last.

For you have always gotten it in the days that past.

Then I bent and kissed her and the fear inside did go.

For I knew shed always love me that kiss had told me so.

You see it wasn't made of diamonds or it wasn't made of gold.

But it had more value than anything that’s sold.

That night as I lay thinking of that special kiss we shared.

I knew deep in my heart just how much she really cared.

At that very moment I looked into the sky.

There was a new star shinning my mother said good-bye.

I WILL LOVE YOU ALWAYS MOM

By: Roger Crowder

FEAR

David m

You feel the fingertips grasping at your ankles,

Desperately trying to drag you down to the depths of the ocean

Drowning you as you fall,

You can feel the icy water grasping at your heart,

And you feel yourself start to give in,

Resistance is now futile,

This is what they call fear.

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Grief.

Ella Cannon

When all the colour in your world

disappears,

when you feel your life

fading away

and that this feeling you have is the only thing

not leaving you behind,

what do they call it?

I know it’s a feeling,

yet I cant pick which one,

so when all your echoes

start to fade,

when your heart

no longer loves

and your fingertips

no longer touch,

What do they call it?

You ignore that little voice

inside your head

That is screaming

“let me love again!”

It no longer makes sense to you,

what is this word,

love and what is this feeling

that causes you to forget its meaning?

Please, please tell me what they call it?

When you can no longer sleep,

When your mind is forever racing,

When your soul has become soulless,

And the word hope no longer exists

In your world,

Please, you must know,

Please tell me,

What do they call it?

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MOURNING POEM GENERIC

JAMES R McGREGOR

Even I

A stranger

Find Love for You

And

Loss.

With nothing else to do

I mourn,

And with nothing else to do

I stand silent

And salute

Your ascending spirit

in its realization of the infinite.

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Little Angel

By Evan

I am a little angel,

Alone and quite afraid.

"This is a dangerous world,"

The elders always said.

"Be careful in your travels

And always watch your way.

Never let the shadow find you

Or you'll have a price to pay."

I never did believe their threats,

Their talk of dark and danger.

Yet what I came to find here,

Was oh, so much more stranger.

Human creatures, animals,

Fish, flying things, and trees.

A yellow sun and glowing stars.

Some weird digging things and bees.

So infatuated I was with Earth,

I so never did want to leave.

Yet then I saw, as I'd been warned.

The danger I finally believed.

It came to me and spoke my name,

Like we'd already met.

He led me to his little house,

And right on in we went.

Past his bloody torture tools,

His rusted shard-knife set.

Across a well-used spike filled pit,

Which was not the worst quite yet...

He led me down to a little room,

Tied me up with a few chains.

Still smiling I looked up at him,

Ignoring all the pain.

He smiled grimly, nodding slowly,

And released a mighty roar,

"Is there anything you want

Before I close the door?"

"I am but a little angel,

I require not that much.

Yet in the dark I hate be,

So I'll light this torch, as such."

The room lit up, and in a blink,

The shadow disappeared.

Yet no longer, as you can see,

Is it the darkness that I fear.

Trapped here in this quiet room,

It took but time to fall.

So sad and lonely, here I am,

Still chained to the wall.

I am a little angel,

Alone and quite afraid.

Though outwit the shadow, I did succeed,

Still, the price is paid.

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Smells Of Insane.

Ragin Gray

A putrid smell, the kind you can see. Cut me open, to kill me from the inside. Drain my mind. I don’t bleed like normal people. Here is a face you can eat. It all begins with me, and the purple sky. He Rain is coming, much faster then yesterday. Guns cant die. But You and I can, so lets dance. Or maybe bleed away. Imitation of the ocean. Feels like floating. I got Zombie Smiles on my mind. Such a taste you've never had before, Would you care to try? Maybe we will rock moons together, cause I'm in need. If I get lost in it, will you find me? A haze unexpected, something you'd never think of. Black Rainbows, and Screaming hearts. Much more then words with meaning. Can you understand? A Dark Night upon you, Apes with guns and Monkey Men. They can hear You sweat. They smell You breathe.

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In winter on a lonely night

scared, nervous turned on the light

opened the door, closed my eye

heard a voice, thought i would die

I ran to the shower closed the door

heard it once more slipped on the floor.

head started spinning, round and round

finally happened just lost my mind.

know where to go the voice is still there

where's my family i wish they would care.

tears running down i started to cry

I thought they loved me it was all a lie.

I found a blade, wrote a letter

sorry i did this you will feel better.

you leave me at home im sorry to moan.

you will find me dead with a stone in my head.

Gerald

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Look through me like mist being pierced by new day

Search my inmost vulnerabilities

Do you see what you want?

No!

You seek corruption and poison to spread and strike

Waste not your time on me, but try yourself

For you, you have the deep stains within

Fear not unless you fear the end

Greg Carter

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I Am Afraid

Noanie S. Salcedo

I an afraid of those behind me,

The worlds is so tall

And I am just a small poor little ones.

All things that surrounds me seems so imperfect.

I am afraid to love,

Afraid that maybe I hurt somebody.

The stranger world is wide,

I cannot imagine the subdue inside.

I am afraid to fly,

Thinking that I cannot soar the world.

In the twinkling of my eye,

I see sadness and despair in mine.

I am afraid to taste,

The sweetness and the bitterness of the world,

It made me puke and dizzy,

For I am just nobody.

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NOTHING INSIDE ME

I STOOD BESIDE THE WINDOW

WITH TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY ROSY CHECKS

I TRIED TO LOOK INSIDE ME

BUT THERE WAS NOTHING TO LOOK INTO

MY PAIN HAVE EATEN MY INSIDE AWAY

KILLING ME TO THE DEEP ROUTE

MY HEART IS BROKEN INTO PEACES NO ONE WOULD REPLACE

THERE WAS NO END TO MY SORROW

THERE WAS NO SUN TO MY LIFE

I WISHED FOR A PLACE TO GO

WHERE I WOULD FILL MY EMPTINESS INSIDE

WHERE MY CHICKS WOULD STOP BEING WET

WHERE MY SOUL WOULDN'T BE TORTURED

WHERE I SEE THE LIGHT SHIN IN ME

BUT THE ONLY PROBLEM WAS THERE WAS NO PLACE TO GO .

BLEN

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VISIT TO MARS

Dorothy C. Fox

Today's world this trip is now a success

the space shuttle has done what has been

my dream.

Dream to visit Mars, to look for Pluto

and all the rest has been the life I have

loved the best.

Sitting at my computer desk I can put my

dream into view, see all of the planets

of this World.

See the space ships shoot up in a flash,

leaving a firestorm of energy and come

into the cosmos with delight.

What a wonderful Universe we live in,

Looking at the stars at night

I long to take flight.

To leave this

desk, this world, this place,

to erase the unhappiness that abides

and find that God of love

our Creator of great Light.

Ah what a wonderful place to be

but right now, Earth is my place, but

Mars remains in my dreams, that i

cannot erase.

OPEN MIC ENCORE 1 September, 2005

OPEN MIC ENCORE 1
September, 2005