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Can't Be Without
You depend on another
To make you feel better
If there is dissension
There is apprehension
There are no tears
No fits to disagree
The pain in your eyes
Is but a silent scream
You can't bear to be without
The one that you love
There's a need in you
You can't be without
So honey I'll not go
See my open arms
There's a debt that is owed
I'll keep you from harm
So you shift the weight
That resides on the shoulders
There's too much on your plate
Let me take those huge boulders
To make you feel better
If there is dissension
There is apprehension
There are no tears
No fits to disagree
The pain in your eyes
Is but a silent scream
You can't bear to be without
The one that you love
There's a need in you
You can't be without
So honey I'll not go
See my open arms
There's a debt that is owed
I'll keep you from harm
So you shift the weight
That resides on the shoulders
There's too much on your plate
Let me take those huge boulders
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
About my 2nd Husband
The Inner Me
Instinctively you know
What I would like you to do to me
How far you can push me
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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we are the ones of the shadows
We enter the darkness alone and afraid. Naked cept our pride but it is put to shame. protectors in dark never to face the light of day again.
Oh we are the ones of the shadows. we are the ones who are put to shame. Our lives are meaningless less we have this choice. Either live each day in the light wishing we were never born. Or we can stand tall and proud living in the darkness watching over you
we are the shadows, we have nothing to gain but ourselves. We are nothing to you though we follow you everywhere. You say its all part of the game. What roles do we play.
Oh we are the ones of the shadows. we are the ones who are put to shame. Our lives are meaningless less we have this choice. Either live each day in the light wishing we were never born. Or we can stand tall and proud living in the darkness watching over you
We never talk we cannot sleep we just weep over the loss of our souls, wathcing in darkness over eveyone, our past sins have kept us in chains, the light we crave is something we fear. it burns us, destroys us but you never cared.
Oh we are the ones of the shadows. we are the ones who are put to shame. Our lives are meaningless less we have this choice. Either live each day in the light wishing we were never born. Or we can stand tall and proud living in the darkness watching over you
We are what nothing is, oh we have name, something that follows you and sometiumnes joins your ganes, But at night when your in bed tightly sleeping your dreams. We blend away into the shadows to keep away your deamons.
Oh we are the ones of the shadows. we are the ones who are put to shame. Our lives are meaningless less we have this choice. Either live each day in the light wishing we were never born. Or we can stand tall and proud living in the darkness watching over you
Oh we are the ones of the shadows. we are the ones who are put to shame. Our lives are meaningless less we have this choice. Either live each day in the light wishing we were never born. Or we can stand tall and proud living in the darkness watching over you
Oh we are the ones of the shadows. we are the ones who are put to shame. Our lives are meaningless less we have this choice. Either live each day in the light wishing we were never born. Or we can stand tall and proud living in the darkness watching over you
we are the shadows, we have nothing to gain but ourselves. We are nothing to you though we follow you everywhere. You say its all part of the game. What roles do we play.
Oh we are the ones of the shadows. we are the ones who are put to shame. Our lives are meaningless less we have this choice. Either live each day in the light wishing we were never born. Or we can stand tall and proud living in the darkness watching over you
We never talk we cannot sleep we just weep over the loss of our souls, wathcing in darkness over eveyone, our past sins have kept us in chains, the light we crave is something we fear. it burns us, destroys us but you never cared.
Oh we are the ones of the shadows. we are the ones who are put to shame. Our lives are meaningless less we have this choice. Either live each day in the light wishing we were never born. Or we can stand tall and proud living in the darkness watching over you
We are what nothing is, oh we have name, something that follows you and sometiumnes joins your ganes, But at night when your in bed tightly sleeping your dreams. We blend away into the shadows to keep away your deamons.
Oh we are the ones of the shadows. we are the ones who are put to shame. Our lives are meaningless less we have this choice. Either live each day in the light wishing we were never born. Or we can stand tall and proud living in the darkness watching over you
Oh we are the ones of the shadows. we are the ones who are put to shame. Our lives are meaningless less we have this choice. Either live each day in the light wishing we were never born. Or we can stand tall and proud living in the darkness watching over you
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
There is not much to say. I feel it says it all.my head in the clouds
Dreams linger in the mist of memories leaving hopes of love to always last. Rcurrence of moments never to be, as sadness becomes past. Buried wounds look for the suns new day,for happiness rides on its rays and glisten in waters ripples of time.Listen to the nights lonly cries as the moon behind clouds hide, and joy of stars sweet glare.
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
just random thoughtNoname1
A glow glowing
A glow that turns gray
Gray as death itself
When the glow goes out
And when another light
A joint that burns
creates illusions
Want to escape reality
The cold, hard reality
Drunk and High
The cloud of cotton
I lie down
I am no longer in this world
Happy I walk down the street
Illusions of a joint
A fire that burned
A passion that became extinct gray
A life and thousands who want to escape
As drunk in this country
A glow that turns gray
Gray as death itself
When the glow goes out
And when another light
A joint that burns
creates illusions
Want to escape reality
The cold, hard reality
Drunk and High
The cloud of cotton
I lie down
I am no longer in this world
Happy I walk down the street
Illusions of a joint
A fire that burned
A passion that became extinct gray
A life and thousands who want to escape
As drunk in this country
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Posted: Nov 2012
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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..
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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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.
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.
Purposeful Pain
Every scar has its start,
Every start, its ending,
Every healing has its beginning,
Closure, sending,
Mine to a new life,
A new story to tell,
Bleeding will stop,
Cold & pale,
Searching for,
Whats joy,
Looking for,
My bit of happiness,
Long before,
Blood spit ominous,
Looking to,
New fate,
New life,
New place,
Foreboding,
A new start.
Its ending,
Its mark,
Its healing,
A new scar,
Journey gone,
Too far,
& now I'm lost,
Looking for a new start.
Will you find me,
Give me new scar?
Every start, its ending,
Every healing has its beginning,
Closure, sending,
Mine to a new life,
A new story to tell,
Bleeding will stop,
Cold & pale,
Searching for,
Whats joy,
Looking for,
My bit of happiness,
Long before,
Blood spit ominous,
Looking to,
New fate,
New life,
New place,
Foreboding,
A new start.
Its ending,
Its mark,
Its healing,
A new scar,
Journey gone,
Too far,
& now I'm lost,
Looking for a new start.
Will you find me,
Give me new scar?
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
Not all pain is so bad. M.O.M. I rise above. To the top of a ladder to rain down with love, as I leave my body, energy entrapped, frantically & freely running, never looking back. (written 2-12-'12)~~ DISEMBODIED ~~ ©
Spirits of the ceased
the disembodied souls of all the people
Specter show your apparition
malign intent toward human evil
Make your presence known to the living
supernatural & interchangeable
I am here still breathing for now
... so steal my breath for yourself...& come...COME! OUT!
The principle of life.
The inevitable death.
Let us be the visitors we are,
to what you envision from afar,
enter a 4th dimension,
a new star,
pay attention as we scar,
our flesh for sacrificial,
scents of blood,
sense of life,
nothing but love,
I FEEL SOO ALIVE!!!
Heightened & free energy,
WAKE THE DEAD TO COME & PLAY WITH ME!!!©
© © © © © © © © © ©
Written by: Austin J. Frick (AKA Fricktion AKA N.E.M.S.)
the disembodied souls of all the people
Specter show your apparition
malign intent toward human evil
Make your presence known to the living
supernatural & interchangeable
I am here still breathing for now
... so steal my breath for yourself...& come...COME! OUT!
The principle of life.
The inevitable death.
Let us be the visitors we are,
to what you envision from afar,
enter a 4th dimension,
a new star,
pay attention as we scar,
our flesh for sacrificial,
scents of blood,
sense of life,
nothing but love,
I FEEL SOO ALIVE!!!
Heightened & free energy,
WAKE THE DEAD TO COME & PLAY WITH ME!!!©
© © © © © © © © © ©
Written by: Austin J. Frick (AKA Fricktion AKA N.E.M.S.)
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
I feel so alive connecting with things which don't need reason. Don't need cause, they don't need proof. I know what I believe in. I don't expect anyone to understand but then again I'm not asking you to. Astral projection is true. For my one, these words will always lead me to you.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
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
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