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Guilt
Guilt is not your friend,
But is it…it depends
Guilt, the stink of sludge
And the color of mud
Guilt, the reminder of the past
Of harm and pain surpassed
Guilt, is the devil in disguise
Waiting for your soul to die
Guilt, is slime with all beauty aside
Covering your beaten hide
Guilt, keeps you in check
When you want to say what the heck…
Guilt, when you feel you should
But it is something understood
Guilt, partners with regret
Consequence's with debt
Guilt, is like a death
It reminds you of the your dread
It hisses from the lips of those who are pure
It turns their gentle hearts insecure
Guilt, it makes the stomach churn
When things are about to turn
Guilt is not your friend,
But is it…it depends
But is it…it depends
Guilt, the stink of sludge
And the color of mud
Guilt, the reminder of the past
Of harm and pain surpassed
Guilt, is the devil in disguise
Waiting for your soul to die
Guilt, is slime with all beauty aside
Covering your beaten hide
Guilt, keeps you in check
When you want to say what the heck…
Guilt, when you feel you should
But it is something understood
Guilt, partners with regret
Consequence's with debt
Guilt, is like a death
It reminds you of the your dread
It hisses from the lips of those who are pure
It turns their gentle hearts insecure
Guilt, it makes the stomach churn
When things are about to turn
Guilt is not your friend,
But is it…it depends
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Posted: Sep 2012
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I feel...
...all of my time,
Has been wasted,
My heart has been,
Too many places,
These eyes of mine,
Too many faces,
This tounge has tasted,
Till everythings tasteless,
It's all too much,
I cannot take it...
Has been wasted,
My heart has been,
Too many places,
These eyes of mine,
Too many faces,
This tounge has tasted,
Till everythings tasteless,
It's all too much,
I cannot take it...
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Posted: Sep 2012
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online now!Castaway on the Moon
Blackbirds in flight over a restless sea
Cloudy days casting dark feelings appall
Tossed high like driftwood beyond foaming scree
Sadness shadows my door once and for all
Casting no hope deep in a storm's cold eye
No warmth is found in a coat so shoddy
Lady luck laughs with each roll of the die
Spins her web up and over my body
Never tasted such fear entombed within
Confined inside space so soft and silky
Where darkness increases every spin
In a galaxy defined as milky
A time capsule not to open too soon
Might as well be castaway on the moon
Cloudy days casting dark feelings appall
Tossed high like driftwood beyond foaming scree
Sadness shadows my door once and for all
Casting no hope deep in a storm's cold eye
No warmth is found in a coat so shoddy
Lady luck laughs with each roll of the die
Spins her web up and over my body
Never tasted such fear entombed within
Confined inside space so soft and silky
Where darkness increases every spin
In a galaxy defined as milky
A time capsule not to open too soon
Might as well be castaway on the moon
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
A sober sonnet reflecting my lonely mood on a wet, cold drizzly day feels as if being trapped inside of a spider's coccoon (wrapped by clouds)....for who knows how long ....weird thought ...I know...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
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About my 2nd HusbandDownward spiral
This is torture,
This is pain,
This is a horribly evil game,
Its evil name,
I'm.. unable to speak,
Coughing up blood,
I'm forced to drink,
Just when I think I'm at the end,
The devil greets me as a friend,
Falling, losing, I can't win,
Dying inside again and again...
This is pain,
This is a horribly evil game,
Its evil name,
I'm.. unable to speak,
Coughing up blood,
I'm forced to drink,
Just when I think I'm at the end,
The devil greets me as a friend,
Falling, losing, I can't win,
Dying inside again and again...
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Posted: Oct 2012
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A little dark poetry...Ma'at
She laid awaiting anticipating
Lashes touching cheek bone,chest laying still
Time was near judge, jury, executioner
Humanity calling with their free will
The lust for money greed that drove mans needs
No longer one for all now all for one
Bloodshed hatred they knew not what they freed
Lines now drawn and their God was soon removed
Ma'at rose and turned to face her father
Tears streaming down cheeks once where lashes touched
Taken was all they had put before right
Gone were worldly possessions and such
No one questioned the fire that spread through out
Balance restored Ma'at reigned no doubt
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Lashes touching cheek bone,chest laying still
Time was near judge, jury, executioner
Humanity calling with their free will
The lust for money greed that drove mans needs
No longer one for all now all for one
Bloodshed hatred they knew not what they freed
Lines now drawn and their God was soon removed
Ma'at rose and turned to face her father
Tears streaming down cheeks once where lashes touched
Taken was all they had put before right
Gone were worldly possessions and such
No one questioned the fire that spread through out
Balance restored Ma'at reigned no doubt
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
Have you ever thought about what it would take to restore life's balance? To fix it where humanity was one with life? Instead of people out there hustling around trying to event this and that to make things better as they see it they would be just enjoying the world as one of natures miracles? To not have anyone better than the other? Richer than the other? The right color? The right size? Just simply allowed to be? To roam the earth to eat the fruits off the trees? Without getting a shot gun shoved in your face and told to get off my property. Because there would no longer be your property or mine. I cannot help but wonder when did we decide we could take property and call it ours? Was this the beginning of the end?
One Day Past a Lifetime
Why is it the world is still spinning
Have they not noticed that I am dead
Am I that insignificant that no-one cares
No-one weeps and mourns my loss
No outpouring of grief for my departure
Well I care, to me I matter and for me I cry
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Posted: Oct 2012
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"Crashing the Gate"
Stampeded into the cave
my running steps became
softly footed
breathing hard
scared
Trample and destroy
Was I
Upon their back?
Riding with the wind
swimming with the Sea
OH how the haunted hooves of life
so gravely stared at me
never let me see again
those means
a silent slave
to only slip me to my grave
my running steps became
softly footed
breathing hard
scared
Trample and destroy
Was I
Upon their back?
Riding with the wind
swimming with the Sea
OH how the haunted hooves of life
so gravely stared at me
never let me see again
those means
a silent slave
to only slip me to my grave
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Posted: Oct 2012
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I'm afraid today
I'm afraid today
I went to a parade
Children were all around
One complained to her teacher
She wanted something to drink too
It isn't fair that guy gets a pop and we don't
I'm afraid I made her jealous
I'm afraid of being alone
Why won't anyone call me
I'm afraid of being in public
I'm afraid they'll see me staring at them
I'm afraid that I don't have enough money
I'm afraid I can't afford to fix my teeth
I'm afraid I can't stop eating crap and drinking pop
I'm afraid to go walking by myself
I'm afraid of my new neighbors
I'm afraid of my family
I'm afraid of big dogs that bark
I'm afraid of my landlord
She is always snooping around
Especially in the parking lot
Slow down, this is not a street!
When I was little I was afraid of ghosts
I was afraid of Bigfoot
I was afraid of the bullies at school
Things were much simpler then
I'd trade those fears back then for the ones I have now
In a New York minute!
I went to a parade
Children were all around
One complained to her teacher
She wanted something to drink too
It isn't fair that guy gets a pop and we don't
I'm afraid I made her jealous
I'm afraid of being alone
Why won't anyone call me
I'm afraid of being in public
I'm afraid they'll see me staring at them
I'm afraid that I don't have enough money
I'm afraid I can't afford to fix my teeth
I'm afraid I can't stop eating crap and drinking pop
I'm afraid to go walking by myself
I'm afraid of my new neighbors
I'm afraid of my family
I'm afraid of big dogs that bark
I'm afraid of my landlord
She is always snooping around
Especially in the parking lot
Slow down, this is not a street!
When I was little I was afraid of ghosts
I was afraid of Bigfoot
I was afraid of the bullies at school
Things were much simpler then
I'd trade those fears back then for the ones I have now
In a New York minute!
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
With Halloween approaching, thought I'd share some things that I'm afraid of, there's plenty more, that's for sure!
Concrete Prison
In this prison of concrete and steel,
I sometimes wonder if I'm even real.
Do I really walk my own way?
Or am I bound to do what they say?
Murder in the streets, killing on the news.
It's a wonder where I learned these views.
The mask I wear hides the real me.
Because I'm not who they want me to be.
They tell me I'm wrong and push me around.
But I just smile and don't make a sound.
I sometimes wonder if I'm even real.
Do I really walk my own way?
Or am I bound to do what they say?
Murder in the streets, killing on the news.
It's a wonder where I learned these views.
The mask I wear hides the real me.
Because I'm not who they want me to be.
They tell me I'm wrong and push me around.
But I just smile and don't make a sound.
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Posted: Oct 2012
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