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Thanks for all your reads and comments.
Smile
I think of you and smile wide, But every smile is only a lie, To hide the hurt I feel inside, Sleepless nights and tired eyes, I think about you all the time, I think of you and only cry, I think of you and want to die, I thought of you and wr
worries
stress and if only to have someone to share it with ..things might not seem so bad.. everyone that tells anyone all is going to be alright, likes to be told that too.. simple as but if not' eh, such is life.
Too Late For Forgiveness
Time keeps ticking, moving on Onwards slowly marching Only now I know too late Love is broken, fleeing And hiding in dark of night There is no forgiveness Even when on bended knee Forgotten is but not forgiven Only then do we really see Runn
Broken Model
Well my first poem im posting so be nice :) make sure you comment, i'd love to know what you think, even if you hate it lolz. Since posting it people wanted to know why i wrote it I was born in Bath, where i was from most of the girls were skinny, i always tried to become something i wasnt inorder to fit in. I was ashamed of being different and the more i tried to mirror someone else was the more i became weak. weak in my mind, selfesteem and self pride. But i am now a healthy size 10 :) Thanks for reading x
Silent Voices
For those who live with an abusive partner. This was inspired by a woman that stayed silent. She lost her life and her 3 children died as well at the hand of her husband
Prelude to insanity
Within my dreams of tortured screams and memories of long ago I watched the act denied as fact and pursued her through the snow. And in this dream to me it seems as though im almost dead when Im ripped apart and fed my heart to awake upon
silent screams
Its not in me to cause hurt, so my screams aren't heard, my pain not dealt, Never a doubt, one tear of mine would end hell, Cause I'm sure it would implode from my pain, Is there anyway to stop the silent screams, is there a way to end so much
Empire
Somehow one day I will figure this out Why everything I have worked for has fallen down Walls that I built
Toughest Roughest
Bringing out the inner gangster...
Gloomy Dusk (Haiku-Soulgoddess challenge)
In response to a SoulGoddess challenge...love this style...so constrasting and non-plural....
Real and fake
hope those fake ones don't bother me again and again...
schizophrenia
We are fine...all of us ??
Misunderstood man
I close my eyes I think of my friend I think of how he was seen I also think of what might have been I only knew him for a short time I knew he was guilty of a crime He walked away from all he loved that day To keep them safe he stayed away
Keyboard warrior
Keyboard warrior Sitting home Keyboard warrior With your army of troll's Tap tap tap you go Your vile spills out uncontrolled Your vile spills without a soul Keyboard warrior you hide away Your troll's help you have your
As I Lie Dying
Once in a while I love to take a walk on the dark side
who am i ?
I'm the stillness in madman's eyes The insult written on the bathroom wall The clown’s unknown face in the mirror The santa claus who’s stealing your soul The devil who fights for your every cause The angel who leaves you without a parting wor
Remmember November
I will probably go to the next union meeting. I might say something like.Let the implemented collective agreement go ahead. You would look like fools if we... "We the member could collectively use our right to get close to fired and let them fight it out or Class action :Lawsuit both of you.LOL We got nothing to loose. I am dreaming of the truth. Yeah
The Oracle!
The other side of the coin!
I have a forest
I have a forest I want to give to you Where the wind sings your name In words whispered in dew Where the trees are dead Because you never stay Where the flowers loose their color And then just wilt away I have an ocean That I want to give
humanity lost!...
never knowing what we are, always attempting to go beyond a star, relying on our own thought, believing in our own beliefs, alone in our own myths, stories told that never uphold, reincarnation, heavenly gates, hells tormented in our own faith, a pos
Sunday week at 2pm
Bit tongue in cheek, but there you have it
The Gold Digger Artiste.
She's told herself often, that she was an artiste, but no one buys her paintings, and her art is the least. Yet she just won't give up, and persists with the dream, but the rent must be paid, and she hears the kids scream. Took a comely young boy fri
Hoarder Rant
Taped hoarders and watched it this morning. This poem is based on the woman and her condemned home. They had to wear breathers and hazmat suits to clean up the mess. She went to live with a relative after the show.
Collapsing Time
Laid to rest the relics of the god for sacking world you call a home, buried alive in the sands of time, only the dust of the bleached bones and spew it remains are left behind for it will not matter who you know or how much you pay, for your crimes
The circus
Fun fun...
The Building
What glorious monuments we build to our folly
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dark skies
Over the moor Gray dark sky Wind sweeped Gale force winds Blow Pounding icey rain Chills the bones Pounding One body and soul Pounding rain cold to touch Ground swollen wet Blizard drenched moor Cold and bleak Dark skies roar Thun
D.A.R.K. P.A.S.S.E.N.G.E.R
D.own and deep in A.t the bottom of a dissociative soul R.ests the one I love and rests the one I hate the most K.eeping me away from evil, hiding me away from me P.rying from a good, safe distance A.lmost like I'm there to be S.ilent whispe
Great Storm of Helplessness
Ok sometimes my feelings are a little drama(tic).... :)
A WARNING
sometimes I see clearly man's destruction of self.
The show must go on
Come to me all you insulting people. Come and unleash your vitriol I must possess something that fires up your hate And my presence hypes up your excitement You'll never find anything good on my posts Nor can you see anything beneficial i
dark fragrance
a twilight love...
i weeped ageless
Dedicated to my mom who died unexpectedly on April 27th 2009
poem for valintines day
this for every one don't say you never got something for valintines day ...... john
dreary unlit room
Just a thought that never goes away..trapped are these sorrows and pains in the dark walls of my past... Thanks all for your reads and contributions SR
Slack
Some more humour. Nothing funnier than life itself!!!
The Ride
Who would have known that a simple drive could start such a chain of events. A country road leading no where....time well spent. Watching as the miles go by. Like years in a life. I can honestly say its been a good ride. Low on gas not sure if
sea weed monster
In the inner most Deepest depths, you tortured me until there was no beauty left A vile monster with lying tongues In my ocean deep You became slimy You attacked me without a heart Hurting me In the depths Creeping like
The story
I'm out there somewhere...
Falluja Remembered.
Doubtless I shall court disapproval such lines that focus upon Political rhetoric, founded on the propaganda of manipulated untruths, ignoring international convention and the voice of the people. It is a sad fact that both the UK and the USA are the most disliked nations on this planet of ours, I wonder why?