~Haiku~ Eclipse
Fulcrum sun cast moon shadow Earth in brief atmosphered, silver light haze Orbit of three into one
one war at a time.
the poem is not about cruelty, just the worthlessness that has been shown throughout the years, the promises and agony, that have been said flawlessly to some countries are considered to be a moral settback for future times, could have been with manners, could have been cause of various options, the fact is, do we people really know why certain countries would attack each other, and more importantly, if the full truth of certain actions isn't showed completely, why should we bother in the first place, and have the question who is right or wrong?
No worth
a simple free write base on my feelings
She calls her nightime ....day
Just some internal thoughts of another..if that makes sense...
Oppression
One word can cause pain.
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I have slept in the trees with Jane rung the bells for a gypsy's name I didn't give a damn and like kryptonite to superman was save by Lois and Marion in a forest was my saving grace as i walked away into the mystic et. al. empty space.
midnight radio
my pain with thump, thump, of a tire which melds with the rhyme of the road and reminds me once more of the emptiness of the night and my soul and the wailing song on this midnight radio.
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Sweet and low the melodious rhythm the rhyme without reason of sleep and breathing the rapid of the RIM vibration of the uvula the tantalizing dream illicit brought to fruition - no black and white thoughts duplicit How goes the marc
I
I am cold I am hard Iam a bullet proof vest it all bounces off in public I could fire the shot I could pull the switch I could look you in the eyes and not shed a tear in public I can walk alone I can stand myself I can wander in soli
Amelia in the garden.
No, I was not sitting in a garden in December! Changing the month was just appropriate.
WHY?
All my family has gone..they are all deceased..My children will not talk to me or acknoledge me....I walk alone through time without a purpose anymore..I go through the motions of life without rhyme or reason....
in side the mind
Do i write the words of a mad man does love seek to steal my soul what can be saved what must be lost the world breaths down my back i grow tired of thought how does one rest a reeling mind warmth avoids me and happiness flees hatefulness has become
will always remember
will always remember the days we shared the times we had through good and bad will always remember the look you had when you were mad the look when you did bad will always remember the days you shook me when I didn't do something
Sob of the Soul
Pain enters in silent stream Mocks the ghost of future dream Mind numbed from seeking why Into the bleak the seagulls cry Moon creeps beyond the night Hurting clenches, hard and tight Shadow tiptoes in steps of sorrow Mourns defeat of joy tomo
In the shadow of the dark!
you never really know!
worlds cold
the worlds cold and so am i i fell to the ground my heart doesn't beat tonight its broken from all my dreams i am lost in the seams deaths poison in my lungs devils pain on my lips the worlds cold and so am i im running forever and forever against ti
blue sky fades
im sorrow im pain im sickness in vain through the lifeless soul im the rain im blackness maybe even insane today the blue sky fades and i go away
sour heart
you use to love me but now you don't im so alone im so damn cold my heart flames for life but iv only ever felt death my soul feels pain slivers of ice become my only being you are an awsome girl but i lost you my heart is sour my life is through jus
My Own Prison
I wrote this a long time ago during a dark time in my life
Dissonance Finale
I wrote this poem like all others is to express my inner feelings and I went with it in a new way by expressing most of my feelings in musical terms.
Hope u like my poem!
What keeps me here If I left would you care Maybe you wouldn't notice I reach out to you Silently screaming in pain Despair encases my soul I'm trapped Can't cry, can't breathe Numb And so I must escape End my pain by my own hand It flows
Twas the night before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house Not a creature was stirring not even my spouse As she laid there so peaceful and all so calm I remembered last year I had her embalmed So I got my new hand cart I got last year And t
Some one
Its just another sad poem
immortal one
help me hold on to the tides because im drowning again my friend falling forever im in the dark im going into the red falling again immortal one hold on to me because im so very sad im very sad im forever taking it it gets so danm very bad my friend
seven years
a million diamonds on a road to hell but god its all so danm real waking up under the bridge of life to damn lost and out of the fire out of dreams and burning through the cracks going way to far to find my way back im in this hell and your to
OTHERS REAL LIFE
I DONT KNOW WHY I WROTE THIS. I WAS AT WORK AND THESE THOSE POPS IN MY HEAD. I WATCH TO MUCH LIFETIME LOL. BUT I KNOW THESE IS A PROBLEM, WE ALL MEED TO BE AWARE OF.
The Curse of the Dreamer
Walk with me a while, and let me tell you a tale of a boy who's eyes shone bright with the lustre of dreams. It was skin he'd never touched that brushed 'cross his cheek and lips he'd never taste that kissed his soul 'til he'd scream. He could in
Ask not of me
The creak of failure revealed his plan as he walked on forevermore with heart in head and head in hand. He had not the handle, but just the door. He could feel it's grip but see not it's hand, he could taste it rest upon his neck. For his head,
new ghost
two strangers out of control live life as they only know if i could fly to the moon and give her everything in this world but im bleeding and so blind to see love is gone for all time take me away take my hands to prey as i stand along the living
death be thy name
death be thy name to harvest the darkness and the pain through sorrow and only for you i do it all in vain from the flames to a world that only ever rains death be thy name to harvest the darkness and the pain as far as sanity can reclaim death
Our Past but My Heart
This is a sample of the pain and toture i went through and still feel when i lost my first and true love.
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The Ghost
Awakened by the sounds once more. The ghost that reside within these walls. Not to be silenced nor hushed. To laugh, to drink, to dance once more. I lay very still. Willing them to go away. But their presence calls. Not willing to remain in the
End Play
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Clarification to My Poetry-Readers
And of me say the fools: I entered the lodges of women And never left. And they call for my hanging, Because about the matters of my beloved I, poetry, compose. I never traded Like others In Hashish. I nev
john the raven 2
i love you you was a good friend but you left without even saying goodbye i miss you
Menage a Trois
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The Black Highlighter
It was a dark and stormy night. I was walking alone by myself. I stepped on something dark. It was a black marker. This marker however, was no ordinary marker. It was a black highlighter. A few minutes later, (after I picked up the black highli