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Bebagar

Forgiveness

Love, Truth, Fears, Trust, Pain, Death, Kindness,
Why do you abuse these emotions?
“I love you.”
Why do you ask these words when you don’t mean it?
“I swear I’m telling you the truth!”
Why do you swear? If you are lying?
“I want to chase your fears away.”
Why do you say that? If in the end I’ll fear you in the end?
“Trust me, I want what’s best for you.”
Why did you say that? If now I am too scared to trust myself now.
“I will heal the pain within your heart”
How? If you put it there in the first place?
“I will save you from death.”
How? If you already killed me inside?
“My kindness is so wonderful it’ll make you fly.”
Well now I’m falling. And are you going to help me again?
No…
I see now… I understand…
You never meant to keep the promise.
You never meant to make anyone happy.
You only wanted to use and play with everyone’s emotions.
You said love and you got hate.
You said truth and got lies.
You said fears, you got even more.
You said trust and received none
You said pain and cause pain into others.
You said death and killed the light in our hearts.
You said kindness and we are waiting to see when we’ll get it.
You are nothing or no one to hurt us like that!
But…
Even through the lies and the hurt.
You can still come to me and I’ll still be your friend.
Because there’s something that you forgot …….
Forgiveness.
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Posted: May 2013
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ladyjewel

Gentle Whispers

smiles and closes my eyes am going though changes and not sure of a lot, and then a soft gentle whisper comes out of nowhere and tugs at my soul, i love the way life can surprise us still:).. always know that when you least expect it and are floating, someone reaches us....

close my eyes and He seeps into my soul, His essence takes over my mind and body, from rushed and uptight to calm and content, one Man, it still amazes me how, but one Man, can do this to me, He calms me like no one else on this earth has ever been able to do, He knows me and feels how i feel.. He can find me when i am lost inside my thoughts and the dark place that sometimes wants to take me away inside my mind, He reaches inside and holds out His hand and i am able to climb into the light and keep my eyes on His blue gaze like a becon.. He is my Heart, my Soul and the one who i want to spend forever finding myself with, discovering forever in His eyes and being held safe and content, but never confined in His arms.. free to be me, but free to choose to be His and under His control for another lifetime..my Perfect imperfection who is perfect for me..
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
Written 2 years ago for a special Man who helped me grow so much, just wondered down memory lane:-)
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Spartacus2012

Jeolousy

She saved my life
because of her
I write the poems i could not write...

Sometimes I write
the equivalent of typing into a trashcan
feeding my own wastebasket...

Sometimes I feel jealousy
perhaps we are all savages inside
I tell myself not to feel jealous...

Jealousy is destructive
it won't make me a better writer
or a better person...

Perhaps I can change my network name
I would change it
to humility/surrender...

But she saved my life
I have faith with the work
regardless of how many people read it...
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
Mi amor Jocelyn
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Unknown

Heart Of The Night

April 20, 2013

She strolls the lakeshore to welcome dusk,
and gather the calm that evening brings.
Day birds settle as night birds take flight;
the stillness echoes their flapping wings.

A song a lover once sang to her,
has found its way through the waning light.
She can almost feel him touching her,
as the warm breeze stirs, this gentle night.

She won’t admit how alone she feels.
Memories carry her just so far.
How do moon shimmers on the water,
so easily find each wound and scar?

How did the moon come to know so much?
The cloak of darkness, this secret place;
she could hide and believe the silence,
drifting with the stars that filled this space.

THEY are her loving comfort this night,
till her heart can purge all that’s sour.
THEY are a nurturing mother’s song,
and she to them, a sacred flower.

THEY can unleash her unspoken rage,
pulling daggers from beneath her breast.
She must bleed, then find arms of safety,
wherein she can finally know rest.

She walks a journey in sorrow's name.
She, to THEM, a child of the ages.
Dawn guides her back to reality,
light of heart, Spirit blessed; clean new pages.
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
There is so much meaning in this poem and I wish I could know what others get from it. I've already been asked what I was thinking when I wrote it. As you can tell, many things. My life, my mom, how it is for us alone when night comes. Thoughts?
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CloudySky

Magical Clock

Time ticking backwards to memories there
To remember a time; one that we shared
I see my mistakes and perhaps I can erase
The sadness I put right there on your face
A touch on your cheek to a tear dropping down
Can I still stop them from causing a frown?
Let’s start from the point we were happy and free
Then turn the clock forward and start over with me
I’ll show you each day the love in my heart
I hope you’ll allow the romance to start
We were once just friends then I asked you for more
You gave me your love and then I closed the door
Afraid of the pain I had once felt before
I shut you out and made giving a chore
The day that you left I saw my mistake
Pain overwhelmed me, I’m hollow and I ache
So, turn back the hands on this magical clock
Back to the time I asked you to stop
I’ll give you my heart and let go of the fears
Take a chance with you; let’s share our best years
Please tell me my love that it isn’t too late
For in you I have found my love and soul-mate
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Posted: Jun 2012
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Happygolucky4uonline today!

Simply Good Bye

Searching for the truth amongst many lies
Which friend or foe lover or deceiver
My heart broken beyond repair good bye
I kept wanting to turn the lie to truth

Looking into the mirror not at me
Different shapes different sizes nothing changed
A slight trick of the hand now you don't see
Magic trickery just an illusion

The curtain closed then opened all were gone
No closing bow no standing ovation
No illusion just me standing alone
A simple curtsy from a mere lady

The lights dimmed the room darkened then silence
Clarity became seen then all made sense
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
Sometimes in life you have to except what you want to be true does not make it true. One day one might realize they are sitting in a room full of strangers. Kindness goes a long way life. Remember in life you are what you eat. You are what you put into your self. If you put love and kindness into yourself then that is what you will be, so if you find yourself feeding negativity into your life the sensiable thing to do is make changes if it is not where you want to be. Love to all.
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BellaNora

Let Me Live Again

It’s horrible
What I’m doing to my body
Garbage in
Garbage out
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Lately
I’ve been insatiably hungry
Like maggots eating away at my wounds
Yet nothing curbs the craving
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And I don’t know what for
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It’s as if I’ve lost control
As my mind directs my actions
My hands follow in unison
With mechanical fingers tapping
Involuntarily
Programming my reality
Day after day
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The numbness
Overwhelming and meaningless
If I can but feel again
To reach beyond the emptiness
Instead
My needs are not met
My pleas are unsaid
My path not clear to step
My thoughts going head to head
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What is my crime?
I beg for leniency
This punishment is killing me
Help me to break free
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Let me live again
Please

©Bella Nora

03/22/13
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Posted: Mar 2013
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madtat29

Forgive and forget...

An eye for an eye,
Now the whole world's blind,
An ear for an ear,
Now no-one can hear,
Do unto others as they to do you,
Oh how the worlds full of blind deaf fools...
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Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
Just saying...
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Briyah

THE PROVERBIAL MONKEY

For decades he has been in prison in his own mind
His past haunted him, smiles left behind
Emotionally tormented, several months locked away
Negatively affected his career and health, the price he pay

Frequently traveling overseas
Fraudulently using aliases
A gifted artiste that sings
Fled what drug sentence brings

No more evading authorities he outline
Extradition contest he decline
Did the crime, serve the time, gained knowledge
Now he’s busy signaling his crossing of the bridge

Singing Nah go a Jail again
He strongly proclaim
Ready to get his singing career back on track
So relieved that the proverbial monkey is off his back

©Copyright December 1, 2012 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved
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Posted: Feb 2013
About this poem:
This poem is written about a well known Reggae artiste who choose the path despite having the fame and the money.
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