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The tears when an angel cries

The tears when an angel is crying tears my heart
The tears washed from innocence so pure
My soul was twisting - so great was the pain.
The tears when an angel cries - very small.

But my eyes look deep into his soul
A black veil, an icy hand
The tears when an angel cries - very small.
This is what I found in his soul.

The tears when an angel cries - do not you see them?
A silent cry shook me.
The tears of the angel shimmer in the light.
The pain runs through me like a stab.

The freezing hand surrounds my mind.
The tears when an angel cries freeze.
You do not know what suffering means!
You do not know how it is to lose!

The tears when an angel is crying tears my heart
The tears washed from innocence so pure
My soul was twisting - so great was the pain.
The tears when an angel cries - are now mine.

Breathing deeply
I opened the
Door

Before me a
Corridor of
Colours

Pyshedelic lights flashing
Making eerie
Glow

Door after door
With enter sign
Beckoning

Turning the handle
On the first door
Peeking

A child being thrashed
With swishing
Sound

Entering second door
Same child an adult
Crying

Panic third fourth doors
Ajar sounds of
Screaming

I inhale slowly pondering
Should I proceed
NO

I turn back no doors
A silent chuckle
NO EXIT

~ Standing in the Mud ~

Most of my life has been following the leader

Wasn’t blessed with the silver spoon

Hand-me-downs has been a way of life!

They were good enough for your brother, why not you!

So they have an extra patch or two ~

Roll-a-skates with worn out wheels, bicycles with
No fenders or wheels with missing spokes

$25 ~ $35 dollar used cars with windows that were broke

The battery didn’t work, you had to push it to start,
It was the gasoline’s station’s joke

College guys were classified not subject to the draft.
So your friends & neighbors picked you

You quick stepped during the Korean War
Hut two, three four, your platoon was the best, it was better then the rest ~

Your Mother wore Army boots or so they said to make you mad! (It actually made me extra sad)

Dig that latrine, but don’t step in it at night, or you will stink and the enemy will smell you coming to fight ~

Bury that cigarette soldier, charge that muddy hill & hide or fight

When Army time was done, you had to work for a living, and it was still no fun ~

Your family didn’t own a business, you had to work
for the one that did

Tote that bar & pick up that bail, you got nothing to look forward too but to land in jail

Get married & have a family, let them get into the mud pie too!

Dam! I guess it’s what the poor workers do ~

Dig that grave in the mud, make one extra big for you
For that’s where you will end ~ It’s made especially deluxe for you!

Now you don’t have to stand in the mud, you can lie down when life is through ~

The Muddy Poet
JimEee

lifted leaves
either lay
or
to be
underfoot

a colur
settled
spring to
many more
God help you

a scream of...........
about
of
screams
of

vacant
ears

split
to
unheard voices

Tossing, turning, alone at night
That same old feeling conjures up inside
Thoughts and fears bring me to tears
Oh how I wish I could rewind the years
Mistakes made, people change
We take it with us, as we age
As if to carry my own cross
If I fall to my knees, will I feel at ease?
Hours pass, it's a new day
but tonight the pain will start over again

Today I see
What tomorrow brings
The same as yesterday

If black is white
And wrong is right
The weak inherit nothing

The bear awakens
While the lion sleeps
And pigeons are ripe for plucking

So the dance goes on
And we all play a part
And nothing ever changes

The breeze rushed past madly in all directions,
Seeking only to evade the onslaught and constant barrage of the winged demon attacking it,
Howling and Screaming as it took its beating from such a beautiful thing,
Wicked carnage , wreckage and after effect of butterfly wings,
For with each fluttery sweep and tilting whirl ,
Tornadoes and Hurricanes rage all over the world,
Though I try to raise awareness,
I fear few really understand it ,
Butterflies are quite simply the most dangerous thing on the planet...

That poop is a part of me
Don't be stealing my poo!
As far as the urine
Don't be takin my plastic bottle of piss!
That really pisses me off!
So maybe I have cat skeletons in my living room
Maybe to ya'll civilized folk
It stinks in my place
But after a couple hours you don't smell it no more
I don't have any money to hire a plumber
If I did then maybe I wouldn't have to do my business in a bucket
Back in the olden times they used a chamber pot
So in a historical sense
What I'm doing is just fine and dandy

The morning sun found me
Without the touch
Of your hand

A wish is
A wish

I bow my head
And smile

Have I played
The fool?

Perhaps I was never
Who I thought
I was

She cannot read
My mind

And my spirit is
Alien to the land
Of the living

I should have
Guessed

It was in the cards
From the
Beginning

The ace is high
And the contellations
Will never yield more
Than the market
Will bare

I suppose I was bought
For a price

But I still reside in
My cocoon of
Benevolence

Waiting on love

On truth

I'm still a child finger
Painting on stars
Too deep for me
To fathom

Yet I bless the spirit
Of life in the
Mosaic of
My confusion

My words come to
Me by the light
Of the path that
Guides my feet

I extend my hand
That you may
Walk with me

My love...

Cafe

Darkness swallows the light around my heart with a hateful icy grip,
Tangled by webs of lies, that echoes in my brain.
A voice calling within the night,
I must break free from this endless fright.
Evil speaks through venomous words that brings you death,
I feel the cold hand of the reaper closing in on me.
Breathless screams are never heard again,
Don’t stop now your horror show will now begin.
Trying to fight against this monstrous torturous mind of the devil,
The blood drips from the walls of your cold hard tomb.
A face stares with a black tooth grin,
Broke and torn away by this unforgivable sin.
When you think your life will soon come to a dark and horrible end.
Your heart is pounding so hard your hand start to shake.
Try closing your eyes and cover your head,
Hope to god you wake up safe inside your bed.
Now coming to the end it would seem,
But don't worry your only having a bad dream.