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TAMELESS
ALL THAT LIFE HAS MEANT TO ME
IS FADED NOW AND GONE/
DUE TO PRICES SENT TO ME
THOUGH I'VE DONE NOTHING WRONG/
AND MANY MEN MAY SEARCH FOR ME/
THEIR SEARCH SOUNDS OUT MY SONG/
THE SONG THAT THEY HAVE MEANT FOR ME
BROTHERS SEARCH FOREVER LONG/
CAUSE I AM LIKE THE SUNRISE RAISED BY THE HAND OF GOD/
MY WRATH UPON THE ARMIES THAT SEEK ME IN THE FOG/
YOU SEEK OUT WHAT IS TAMELESS!!!
I GAVE YOU BACK YOUR NAME/
AND I SHALL REMAIN NAMELESS
CRYING IN THE RAIN/
IS FADED NOW AND GONE/
DUE TO PRICES SENT TO ME
THOUGH I'VE DONE NOTHING WRONG/
AND MANY MEN MAY SEARCH FOR ME/
THEIR SEARCH SOUNDS OUT MY SONG/
THE SONG THAT THEY HAVE MEANT FOR ME
BROTHERS SEARCH FOREVER LONG/
CAUSE I AM LIKE THE SUNRISE RAISED BY THE HAND OF GOD/
MY WRATH UPON THE ARMIES THAT SEEK ME IN THE FOG/
YOU SEEK OUT WHAT IS TAMELESS!!!
I GAVE YOU BACK YOUR NAME/
AND I SHALL REMAIN NAMELESS
CRYING IN THE RAIN/
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Posted: Jul 2010
About this poem:
I come from a well to do extremely old Spanish family, who constantly pressured me to live up to the family name,,, I moved away from them and made my own money,,, thats what this poem is about
bump in the road
at age four...she lost an eye
but not a single person cried
save for her for she's alone
inside her head which is her home
all around her world is crazed
supposed persons are a maze
how may she take one step ahead?
with reaction to her filled of dread
just a dark spot in their life
her existence gives them strife
every act of her's forlorn
how they wish that she weren't born
she stopped living there today
yet she hadn't gone away
searching for a place to hide
she just locked herself inside
now she's what they've always dreamed
never heard, so never seen
they're so happy she's withdrawn
can stop pretending that she's gone
but not a single person cried
save for her for she's alone
inside her head which is her home
all around her world is crazed
supposed persons are a maze
how may she take one step ahead?
with reaction to her filled of dread
just a dark spot in their life
her existence gives them strife
every act of her's forlorn
how they wish that she weren't born
she stopped living there today
yet she hadn't gone away
searching for a place to hide
she just locked herself inside
now she's what they've always dreamed
never heard, so never seen
they're so happy she's withdrawn
can stop pretending that she's gone
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Posted: Jun 2011
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The coward
As I opened the door, I could see the room full,
With objects in sight, and some were quiet dull
But others were sparking and shining quiet bright.
But all disappeared, as a closed door took the light.
I stood for a while to remember each place,
But the room was so full, it was difficult to trace.
But even the in the dark some bright ones stood out.
And the dull ones still there, I forgot to think about.
But some will take in, a light with a beam,
They will shine it around, to see what’s to be seen.
And take the shining objects and head for the door,
Those are cowards of course, as they will lose more.
A relationship stands for a full square space.
The objects are troubles, we encounter in our daily race,
And cowards that bring in beams to see their way through,
Are the ones that when trouble strikes, will run from you.
But you are stronger than this, you won’t let trouble win,
You’ll see the game through, and again let happiness in.
If you think real hard you’ll see what I mean.
That life is for living, and not just a dream.
With objects in sight, and some were quiet dull
But others were sparking and shining quiet bright.
But all disappeared, as a closed door took the light.
I stood for a while to remember each place,
But the room was so full, it was difficult to trace.
But even the in the dark some bright ones stood out.
And the dull ones still there, I forgot to think about.
But some will take in, a light with a beam,
They will shine it around, to see what’s to be seen.
And take the shining objects and head for the door,
Those are cowards of course, as they will lose more.
A relationship stands for a full square space.
The objects are troubles, we encounter in our daily race,
And cowards that bring in beams to see their way through,
Are the ones that when trouble strikes, will run from you.
But you are stronger than this, you won’t let trouble win,
You’ll see the game through, and again let happiness in.
If you think real hard you’ll see what I mean.
That life is for living, and not just a dream.
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
The man I had been seening had just dumped me. But he used silence as the weapon. He never returned my calls, or text. When I had to meet to give him his stuff, he took his new friend with him. Was this just to make me feel worse, or did they need a good laugh?
strike three
broken straw
mending heart
vanilla ice cream
softening the pain
arm wrapping
pillow choking
dark night
hollow day
too close
can not forget
pouring rain
you don't care
first time
just nevermind
struck out
lost a game
bases loaded
two were out
all eyes
watching you
strike two
heard the booo's
took a swing
hit that bug
but the ball
landed in his glove
raining of booo's
late at night
closing of eyes
morning sun
you realize
it was just
for fun
mending heart
vanilla ice cream
softening the pain
arm wrapping
pillow choking
dark night
hollow day
too close
can not forget
pouring rain
you don't care
first time
just nevermind
struck out
lost a game
bases loaded
two were out
all eyes
watching you
strike two
heard the booo's
took a swing
hit that bug
but the ball
landed in his glove
raining of booo's
late at night
closing of eyes
morning sun
you realize
it was just
for fun
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
just a game of fun..
MISSING HIM
My little boy was so young, and built so tough
so many like the way of his style...
He was the kind no matter what he made you cry,and
laugh at the same time he was our joy...
Even that we only saw this and him for twenty years
it was him who shared the moment of boyhood, and
trying to become the young man he was...
There is never a day where thoughts are not drifted
towards his direction and to wonder why and questions
racing my mind to why my little boy...
I sore with sorrow however, he would want me to move
on and live the way I should. Everywhere I go I see
his shadow and the remembrance of yesterday when
we talked and he said I LOVE YOU MOM, vice versa...
Being away from any child shows distance but worse
is the emptiness it leaves when gone from that child
forever~~~~~ R.I.P. NATE~~~ 01/21/2007
©breathless22
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so many like the way of his style...
He was the kind no matter what he made you cry,and
laugh at the same time he was our joy...
Even that we only saw this and him for twenty years
it was him who shared the moment of boyhood, and
trying to become the young man he was...
There is never a day where thoughts are not drifted
towards his direction and to wonder why and questions
racing my mind to why my little boy...
I sore with sorrow however, he would want me to move
on and live the way I should. Everywhere I go I see
his shadow and the remembrance of yesterday when
we talked and he said I LOVE YOU MOM, vice versa...
Being away from any child shows distance but worse
is the emptiness it leaves when gone from that child
forever~~~~~ R.I.P. NATE~~~ 01/21/2007
©breathless22
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
It hurts to lose a child so young or any age yes even if so many good memory it still hurts to lose a child. Rest in peace son...NATEdaybreak dreamer
each day when I awaken
I am filled with hope anew
I turn myself to face
where last that I held you
it happens every morning
I only find to my chagrin
reaching out, too soon to discover
no more than empty arms again
up with the bright horizon
all that I see is wrong
mute silence overwhelms me
as I strain to hear your song
though my eyes and ears and arms
may only fail to find you
my heart ever will refuse
to believe that we are through
as night fatigue surrounds me
wearily I hit the sack
I close my eyes and await the dream
that come some morning I'll find you back
should blessed dawn ever arrive
when you love me as I love you
it will be then, and only then
that I'll believe dreams can come true
I am filled with hope anew
I turn myself to face
where last that I held you
it happens every morning
I only find to my chagrin
reaching out, too soon to discover
no more than empty arms again
up with the bright horizon
all that I see is wrong
mute silence overwhelms me
as I strain to hear your song
though my eyes and ears and arms
may only fail to find you
my heart ever will refuse
to believe that we are through
as night fatigue surrounds me
wearily I hit the sack
I close my eyes and await the dream
that come some morning I'll find you back
should blessed dawn ever arrive
when you love me as I love you
it will be then, and only then
that I'll believe dreams can come true
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Posted: Aug 2011
Post Commentpublic announcement
Farewell
Farewell my friends
I am going to leave this ground I use to love
this world become ugly I can no longer take it
Farewell to this world I use to call home
we call the lions and tigers the beast
of the jungle
put a mirror in the sky
look at the reflection
what has man become
don't watch the news
you will not know the story
look up into the mirror that's in the sky
why are you doin this too me
copper air with no fish to fry
they are all dead from the pollution in the sky
Farewell to this land I use to love
I am going on a ride off to the moon
I do have plenty of room
come on with me if you do choose
when the moon rises above
you see a
little white spot on the moon tonight
you will know I am still alive.
Farewell my friends
I am going to leave this ground I use to love
this world become ugly I can no longer take it
Farewell to this world I use to call home
we call the lions and tigers the beast
of the jungle
put a mirror in the sky
look at the reflection
what has man become
don't watch the news
you will not know the story
look up into the mirror that's in the sky
why are you doin this too me
copper air with no fish to fry
they are all dead from the pollution in the sky
Farewell to this land I use to love
I am going on a ride off to the moon
I do have plenty of room
come on with me if you do choose
when the moon rises above
you see a
little white spot on the moon tonight
you will know I am still alive.
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Posted: May 2012
About this poem:
this speaks for itself..no not really going anywhere but sometimes oh sometimes..The Rain
I hear the rain outside
Aware of the uncertainty of tomorrow
Goodbyes are inevitable
If it was a dream
I could just wake up
But no, this is real - it's not that simple
It is not on a computer screen
It is very real
Why does it have to rain?
The dark clouds scare me so
They are much bigger than me
Overwhelming
I miss when things were wonderful
Please, Sun...Make the rain go away
Just for a little while
Aware of the uncertainty of tomorrow
Goodbyes are inevitable
If it was a dream
I could just wake up
But no, this is real - it's not that simple
It is not on a computer screen
It is very real
Why does it have to rain?
The dark clouds scare me so
They are much bigger than me
Overwhelming
I miss when things were wonderful
Please, Sun...Make the rain go away
Just for a little while
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Posted: May 2012
About this poem:
2nd poem I've ever written...partially metaphorical
Evergreen
Autumn comes and leaves fall to the ground,
Scattered to the wind, year upon year,
Just like people they come and go,
There can be no delay to the perfection of the equinox.
There aren’t many photos of me,
Almost as if I wasn’t here at all,
When I was younger I foolishly would believe,
That I could move through life,
And not touch anyone,
Leave no mark on the world,
Observe without influence.
Now that I am older, I understand,
That it’s not possible,
In just the same way that science has shown,
Schrodinger’s poor cat never stood a chance,
I had to know and…… I had to be.
But if we just shift a little we can see,
That it is possible, in a manor,
Do as we will and try as we might,
We won’t change fate and it’s likely,
We’ll not be remembered,
In a hundred years who will care?
In a thousand, who will know?
There is no autumn here, only the heat day after day,
But for all the warmth, I feel so cold,
Surrounded by millions, I am alone,
Time and season stand still,
I have to remind myself that back home,
The leaves in April succumb to gravity,
And drift back toward earth,
To become one with her again.
This bed as wide as the sea,
I sleep and dream and see your face,
And wish you were swimming in it with me,
It’s easy to forget that our time is brief,
Everyday we’re still going to perish,
So hard to know if there is a right way,
And to worry upon it is our vexation.
If we open our hearts we can save ourselves,
From the paralysis of eternal procrastination,
Our Autumn will come and we shall be scattered to the wind,
It is best to know that we are deciduous,
Like the leaves in April,
And that only our love can be evergreen.
Scattered to the wind, year upon year,
Just like people they come and go,
There can be no delay to the perfection of the equinox.
There aren’t many photos of me,
Almost as if I wasn’t here at all,
When I was younger I foolishly would believe,
That I could move through life,
And not touch anyone,
Leave no mark on the world,
Observe without influence.
Now that I am older, I understand,
That it’s not possible,
In just the same way that science has shown,
Schrodinger’s poor cat never stood a chance,
I had to know and…… I had to be.
But if we just shift a little we can see,
That it is possible, in a manor,
Do as we will and try as we might,
We won’t change fate and it’s likely,
We’ll not be remembered,
In a hundred years who will care?
In a thousand, who will know?
There is no autumn here, only the heat day after day,
But for all the warmth, I feel so cold,
Surrounded by millions, I am alone,
Time and season stand still,
I have to remind myself that back home,
The leaves in April succumb to gravity,
And drift back toward earth,
To become one with her again.
This bed as wide as the sea,
I sleep and dream and see your face,
And wish you were swimming in it with me,
It’s easy to forget that our time is brief,
Everyday we’re still going to perish,
So hard to know if there is a right way,
And to worry upon it is our vexation.
If we open our hearts we can save ourselves,
From the paralysis of eternal procrastination,
Our Autumn will come and we shall be scattered to the wind,
It is best to know that we are deciduous,
Like the leaves in April,
And that only our love can be evergreen.
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Posted: Mar 2012
Post CommentSTEPPING AWAY AGAIN BE BACK SOON
Yes the path of life has taken me to greener paths as I need a break once again... I tried to walk and I tried to laugh as I smiled and was trampled on again...
So many have to stomp on a)
mine has been crushed one to many times and I must go away for a bit as the stomp was just a bit to much to take again... I am hurting but I am strong and I will bounce as I will be back soon.
I was asked to remove my account from here that poetry was a waste of life wow because he could not spell nor could he type or write..
But yet he claimed to be one man he was not...
I was in the middle of a web camera session and his real identity came out to be the ugly he was someone different that look nothing like his profile on here...[ He even told me he had no web cam wow what a lie when his blocker failed and I got to see the real face]
When I called his wild card and soured him out of his card game he warned me he was going to end his account on here and he did he ran before he could face up to his fake IDentity....
that is okay he will probally just open up a new account and do this all over and play a new wild card...
So the time has come I am not stopping my account here just need to collect my thoughts and sour thoughts and put them all behind focus on what is real in life and that is to get my education all behind me which I will be graduating from college in five weeks YES.....
I will return back all fresh and spring looking for a new go at this hot spot and look forward to reading your poems when I return ...
I will miss you all and all of your good writes be back home here soon..............................................................
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So many have to stomp on a
mine has been crushed one to many times and I must go away for a bit as the stomp was just a bit to much to take again... I am hurting but I am strong and I will bounce as I will be back soon.
I was asked to remove my account from here that poetry was a waste of life wow because he could not spell nor could he type or write..
But yet he claimed to be one man he was not...
I was in the middle of a web camera session and his real identity came out to be the ugly he was someone different that look nothing like his profile on here...[ He even told me he had no web cam wow what a lie when his blocker failed and I got to see the real face]
When I called his wild card and soured him out of his card game he warned me he was going to end his account on here and he did he ran before he could face up to his fake IDentity....
that is okay he will probally just open up a new account and do this all over and play a new wild card...
So the time has come I am not stopping my account here just need to collect my thoughts and sour thoughts and put them all behind focus on what is real in life and that is to get my education all behind me which I will be graduating from college in five weeks YES.....
I will return back all fresh and spring looking for a new go at this hot spot and look forward to reading your poems when I return ...
I will miss you all and all of your good writes be back home here soon..............................................................
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Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
Not mad just sad and need a break and will return soon. I will miss all of my poet friends here in connecting singles..... :(Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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