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lostpoet

Dust to Dust.

Silently my mood redress,

tangled thoughts seem in a mess,

the mind unkind tries to tease,

mixed emotions like to squeeze,

light fades from gold to grey,

particles of dust float and sway,

along a beam of hazy view,

tears of rust slipping through,

beyond the echoes feel the noise,

trauma settles no surprise,

like a weight that has me down,

uncomfortable dusty flowing gown,

can see the temper fly within,

bloated out turning thin,

colours like water slowly drip,

mingled together become psychedelic,

emotions that held me tight affix,

my heart to stone my eyes to bricks,

my flesh gathers into dust,

sweating bones begin to rust,

back to earth I finally tread,

spirit released now has fled,

all I have that's left behind,

are random memories of your mind,

some words of love you neglect to say,

on yellowed paper fade away,

ashen clouds twirl asunder,

flesh to dust you have to wonder,

was this all we're meant to know,

a life undone that tried to grow,
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Posted: Jan 2013
About this poem:
This is how I feel my darkest poetry begins to scramble across the page...
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ci4560

I have a dream.....

This cold dark night.....
its quiet in the house
everybody sleeping, nobody hear, nobody see

Moon lights up between dark clouds
its big, circular and filled with silver

Kissing my dirty window and sailing
searching into the room
track of little sparkle silver star
left behind, raining down
dancing in front of my eyes

When I reach out my hands to the silver rain
it disappear and become sand
running through my fingers
this cold dark night.....

I am frezzing.....
I could feel painful wind coming.....
ice cold hard wind, like a storm inside my body
leave frost in my heart and soul

My hands become white as snow
to get harder and harder to breathe
I can hear someone cry deep inside

I get buried in emptiness, silence and cold reality
its quiet in the house, nobody hear, nobody see

I have a dream.....
a dream I never can sleep of
this cold dark night.....


CINNA
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Posted: Jan 2013
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Unknown

the banshee

As I watched the evening slowly fall, and the sunset slowly die. I heard a lonesome call. It was the banshee cry. It seemed to cry out to me, as if someone I knew was to die. Then I knew it had to be, because it was the banshee cry. It carried on throughout the night, but I did not know who was to die. I felt it was not right, that I should hear the banshee cry. I wondered which loved one dear to me, would shortly be saying goodbye. Was it my own true love or my dear mammy, that caused me to hear the banshee cry. And as the moon sank down low and the stars began to hide I found it was my truelove that had to go it was for her the banshee cried
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Posted: Jan 2013
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Unknown

Nighttime!

Nighttime!

Gone are the powdery white puffy clouds
from the daytime sky

The fishes swim into a murky darkened sea
And I am lost

In the dusk, I run … I must
As the Elephants do charge

Away I run, for a lover and
A nighttime coward hunter that I be!

When day is done the sun has gone

The earth’s bedtime night, appears

The glow is red, tis time for bed

The blue sky disappears in tears

Starlight stars dot the night

Lanterns guiding in the moonlit skies

Moonlight bright a lover’s sight,
for all the world to see

Shadows come and away I run
For nighttime creatures are not for me

It’s time for sleep, to close one’s eyes
Await the sunrise of the skies

Another day, tis time to play
Passing shadows of the night!

Redness glows ending the journey of nighttime’s stay

Tis time to feed peanuts to the elephants
And
Nuts to the Squirrels

To greet a new and wondrous day!

Author
JimEee
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Posted: Jan 2013
About this poem:
To sleep no more! MacBeth doth murder sleep, sleep that knits the raveled sleave of care. Nighttime shadows make cowards of us all!
And what of the day ... peanuts to the elephants and nuts to the Squirrels!
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chatsalotta

Happy Holidays ?

Christmas came and it aint the same ,
I had no Holly ,I had no Ivy ,
No damn Mistletoe , t'was a shame .
Christmas can come,
and it can go ,
But , a new year ?
Oh , what to do .
We all make our promises ,
that we dont keep .
But my promise , keeps me from sleep.
I want this world to end ,
I wish Father Time would take me with him,
Instead of throwing me back down and starting anew?
Whats the point of another year
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Posted: Dec 2012
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Unknown

Terror of the Night!

Terror of the Night!

Tis the blackness of the night and it creeps into
the shadow of one's mind

Like an ever black flowing tide, overwhelming taking control

The noise of stillness is shattered by cries of manic terror

Be not a prisoner of this night of fright like me!

How did he know that I was alone, Did you tell him?

I sleep walk through the fiery stones of hell

I tremble at his very sight, for eyes of demon green
show the evil that he is

His twisted arm matches the twisted web of his being

This troubled night will never end, the music of the dead doth play, it steps upon ones toes

Beware he seekith you, this demon reaches out to
spread his terror to your very bones

He flyith out from the depths, the recesses of the darkest places of the earth, the monster of the mind

Put my soul at rest in the bed of content, end the signs of madness in the air

Where art thou prince of peace, entwined in the darkness of the night, in the wasteland of wicked thoughts?

He seekith revenge for trouble times, his touch whispers from the great beyond

Touch not this demon’s eyes with yours, for he will eat your being and steal your very soul!

The color purple comes to mind, it’s eerie etches scratch within, spiders climb it spinning web

Run, Run they are after you, poison bite take care, they are everywhere

Thoughts of growing old, and all alone, except for this monster in my mind

This master of the walking dead, awaits us all, especially waits for you

Could it be the end of time?

Darkness comes upon us all!

Dark is the Poet all alone

Author
JimEee
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
The darkness of being all alone!
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nick0146

solace

drenched in selfless deed
i tried..
but still did something wrong
i might..
i know my intentions were true
but still my feelings are deceived by you

i knew,i knew..

i held your hand for last forever
i swear..
still lost you in crowd..
though you were near...
i live in your heart its what..
i believed..
you showed i am not..
not even in your priorities...

apologies,apologies..

for loving you so much...
and thinking its fine...
for believing i am yours..
and you are mine..
in this world of no love...
no one tries..
i draw this truth...
walking in dark thousand miles...

reasons,decisions..

after days turned months...
and you dint cared..
watching in mirror i was so scared..
is that what am leaving when i am down here...
though i have nothing...
only poems to share....

i thought of a reason to show...
other side of me you did not know...
a reason to touch the sky..
a reason to be at the highest high..
no time to spare,no love to share..
just to be the one who...
when it comes to love he do not dare..
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Posted: Nov 2012
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john17021984

The Gargoyle

The Gargoyle, a spooky character that sits around castle walls
said to be in league with the Devil, a nondescript creature with
wings, tail and horns, which can be traced back in time to the
medieval period, were people were often afraid of their own shadow
these Daemon-like apparitions were often worshipped by
Devil worshippers who often made human sacrifices to appease
these Demons; over the years these cults have been slowly
eradicated by people who stood for law and order in the land
who wanted to stop this barbaric practice.
The Gargoyle eventually disappeared into folk-lore history.
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
This poem is really a descriptive writing, but it is a dramatic Gothic peice worthy of this poetry spot, it is self explanetary of this folk-lore character still seen on castle walls and old buildings. The gargoyle was my final poetry peice of the early 2000s.
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NowIsAllUhave

B. C. Lovejoy!

I'm sick of the fronts,
You haven't changed!
Who's the fool?
Who's been played?
Cast you out & your selfish ways!
I'm through with you,
Your absence of grace!
It's because of you,
I've lost my faith,
In a woman who's true,
& not a waste!
You've lost me forever,
I did not lose you,
I'll always remember,
Your selfish abuse!
I found myself,
While with you,
As you lost us both,
& gave yourself the boot!
It's easy to tell intentions,
As I sit with the blues,
As you run freely in your innocence,
You need serious HELP!
You can't show any love,
'Cause you have NO love,
For anyone but YOURSELF!
I'll never forgive & I'll never forget,
The shit that you did,
& the ways that I felt!
All of those kisses,
All of those words,
Which made your promises!
All of that,
Time,
Money,
Energy,
& love!
All a hideous huge lie,
Told by you,
To get what you want!
ILMFAO!
I see through,
Well now this is what you get,
This is how I do,
An evil karma cast out just for you,
An enemy with a deep hatred,
A doll used for voodoo!
What goes around comes around,
I believe it!
So screw you!
For what's it's worth,
It was fun with her,
Then my heart began to wither,
When together,
Had to let you go 'cause I won't share you,
I shouldn't have to,
I know I can do better! ! !
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
Everyone can agree liars and fakes are no good. People who almost enjoy seeing you in agony! To them! I rise above.
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Unknown

The Inner Me

Instinctively you know
What I would like you to do to me
How far you can push me
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Posted: Oct 2012
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