the moon changing colors in the darkness
an eagle in the eye of a bird taking flight
a spiders desire to string its home
a rainbow in the mist of a waterfall
soft touch of a butterfly's landing
being crushed by a horses gallop
a squirels nut job
oceans wake not even opening an eye
a bull frog how did these two come to be one
and the humans nature destroying it all
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Posted: Dec 2011
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Even as I write this, I know I'll be criticized
But I don't really care because this is what I feel inside
I just wish I could erase these thoughts in my head
Waking up to another dreadful morning, wishing I was dead
I use to be full of hope and love, now I'm angry and sour
I feel like a rat in a cage full of snakes, waiting to be devoured
And it's not like i haven't thought of suicide, hell a couple of times I tried
Once with a shotgun in my mouth, that jammed, and the other with a dulling kitchen knife
It just feels like I have a thousand demons digging through my brain
Feasting on every memory of happiness until nothing else remains
And my mother, God bless her soul, tells me to turn all my problems over to the Lord
But with every passing second, it seems I question Him more and more
Damnit, I can't take it, my heart no longer feels and my soul is torn
And asking me to go to church would be like asking a nun to do porn
It just won't happen because my faith has been replaced with doubt
And I won't go just to be seen because that's not what it should be about
There's too many hypocrits in this world and I've never been part of the "in crowd"
So I'll just keep hoping that one day God will hear me before my misery causes me to drown
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Posted: Jan 2011
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I admit, not a poem for everyone, but hey, this is me...brutally honest
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The day has come, the time is here
Wilted petals give way and the end draws near
People say their last goodbyes
And sadness becomes those who use to smile
Children are crying, mothers hold them close
Always reminding them that they love them the most
It's always a sad day when someone dies
Some hold in their pain, others cry
Even after death, the pain is not gone
But it's those left behind that keeps us moving on
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Posted: Oct 2010
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I have always hated to go to a funeral...a soul that has left this world
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Have you ever wished the day would come
To where you wish your life would cease to exist
Maybe for reasons such as feeling lost or empty
Or maybe because you loaned out your heart knowing you took a risk
I believe I fall into both of those categories
I feel as I'm sitting and staring at myself from a distant shore
I keep hearing myself saying, Oh be still my heart
I know I've helped create every scar, but that shall not happen anymore
I feel as if I'm just a former shell of myself
So hollow and empty, waiting for true love to fill my soul
Someone that would bring back the joy in my life
Someone I couldn't live without because they make me feel whole
I just want to be able to hear the words I love you
And know they come from their heart, not just their lips
I don't want a love that's created because it's convenient
I've done been there and sailed that ship
It took years for me to learn to love myself
There are things I'd still change but I know I'm beautiful on the inside
I've bettered myself and still have a will to live
I just want someone true and honest, to stand with me throughout this life
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Posted: Jul 2011
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just wrote this. done it off my phone so i hope it reads ok
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I made mistakes all my life
now all I do is drive
open the window
burns my eye
but all I do is drive
so many cars with bright lights
cannot even see the road at night
all hot and sticky in the summers heat
too many blues not enough reason
I'm old and grey feeling the pain
ice on the window in a winters day
listening to a radio with frozen fingers
another year had just passed by
just want my search to end
so I can
die in her arms tonight
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Posted: Jun 2012
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not literally die just find her and collapse in her arms for the night.
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Gaunt sallow faces
Sunken tear stained cheeks
Unseeing eyes
Bleeding lips that ceaselessly speak of goodness, ignoring a plea for life
At a time when all that was given was a sliver of a chance at living within death
Known only by a number
Where good memories haunt them, driving them mad
The bad ones, reaffirming truth.
Life never lasts.
And death, brings peace with it.
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
I just saw Sophie's Choice, or at least, most of it, and I'm a big fan of history and especially wars. The where, the why, the irony of it, and the struggle of survival during and after it's wake. I've also read Ann Franks' diary at least twice and am amazed at her tenacity. So, in dedication to those who survived, or didn't, in those camps during WW2, I wrote this, in thinking that the torture they were put through, well, death seems like the better option. At least, there would be peace.
Yep, a very dramatic poem.
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Free is the mind
true is the soul,
through lonlieness strain
I pay life's toll.
Open is the heart
to all it greets
to do good for all
whenever we meet.
In life's trials
my heart was bruised
from the wracking taunts
and times I was used.
For that I wander
life's lonely road,
not bitter or angry
as I carry my load.
Like the cross at calvary
I embrace it whole
for free is my mind
and true is my soul.
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Posted: Jul 2012
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For all lonely souls
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A horrible day at the movies today
12 shot dead another 70 hurt
was in my truck just driving down highway
little chipmunk ran out in front
saw it's brown eyes
wish I could have
the day just turned
TRAGIC.
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Posted: Jul 2012
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just don't think it can get any worse oh i know it could but just seems like it can't
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I wish i wish i wish people say it every day!...I wish ihad more money i wish i earned more pay!...I wish i was famous and evey one new my name!...I wish i was happy..healthy and felt no pain!...But being human? we always want more than our share...And for every wish that comes true.!for others the less we care...So be carefullof what you wish is good advice for you.....BE happy with your lot and one day your wish will come true....;john
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Posted: Jul 2012
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all ways wishing our lives away
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A lone soldier walked silently through the battlefield
Bodies of comrades strewn about the hills with no life left
To his left, smoke of smoldering fires not yet extinguished
On the right, death and those who would soon join them
Gun hung heavily to his side, shoulders slouched
Destruction surrounding as far as the eye could see
Not a single soul had survived, friend or foe on the field
Though he searched for miles on the fields of death
Onward he walked through disparity and remains
Dragging the white flag of surrender behind him
What was the purpose of this bloody massacre?
When nobody is left to share in a celebration of victory
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Posted: Jul 2012
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