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Some_Dude

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Tick... Tock... Clicks the clock...

Tock.. Tick.. Lounder it shifts..

Boom. Boom. Reverberations loom.

Bang!Bang! Echoes gang.

BEEP-BEEP! BEEP-BEEP! ~ Snooze hitting sleep...

Lacked by the insomniac greeted by attack,
Chirps roaring wrath while rays rising rend..

In the end,

another sleepless night at the expense of a poem.
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Posted: Oct 2011
About this poem:
My insomnia..
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breathless22

" Running "

Oh to run and jump,
but not to fall.

To seek and find,
it is all good.

Just being able to run
and run and run is fun.

Jogging to run and run to
jog. To skip the walk it is,
all about the race.

We are running hurry to seek
and if you are lucky you might
~~ find me running ~~
©breathless22
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
For those who are not sure if they want to exercise today.
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Unknown

Fear

Fear of the dark
Takes hold of me now
Afraid of the unknown-
Scared not to see
I cry out to God...See me!
Help me! I don't want the dark to come in
This one took me by surprise
I didn't know to be afraid...
Didn't know the Dark could come
Did not see it could happen
I was sure it would be-
My legs, or my hands
But NOT my eyes!
Oh God in heaven heal me
God above hear me
I need my eyes
Watch over me, heal my brain
So I can work, can do, think,
Care for my children
And love my family, my friends
The ones I love...
Please God don't leave me
in the dark
Amen
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
those of you who have this illness probably know what I'm going through.
i pray for others like me now and hope we get better very soon.
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Bentlee

"Are you really there"

While I speak
You've so much to think.

While I show
You've so much to see.

While I teach
You've already learned it all.

While I do
You've already done.

While I am
You already are.

While you listen
You really don't hear~
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Posted: Sep 2011
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breathless22

~~Some Rest~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Tired eyes must go to sleep,
for the morning will rise so
quickly and eyes will verly
even open as if they had no
sleep the night before.

Sleep is the food of thought to
we often wonder why it is a new
day and not much sleep yet.

We some will sleep on and on
and others very little sleep
to go on, but enjoy the sounds
of silence during resting time.

Just the thought of night time
to close your eyes and silence
in the room not a single word
to rest is what will make you
a fresh and new person.

Sleep is to learn of a new day
to start with a fresh mind of
what rest will do~~~~
Goodnight~~~~~~~~~~~
©breathless22
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
what rest can do when you do sleep and wishng others like me to well if they can finally get some rest.....
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breathless22

~~~~~STRENGTH~~~~~

Is there a cure, she cries out,
so many give their time to walk.

And possibly raise money for the
cure as so many are still at fight.

To know when it will be all over so
many in wonder why she or why it
is her with all of the pain.

The many doctors treat with chemo
and still no end to all cost of ones
pain.

It was caused by a cell that became
cancer some last from it and others
survived.

Without you she would
not have survived the cure~~~~~~&
©breathless22
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
If you only knew what a few pennies and a few minutes of your time to donate your time. How many people will possilbly survive the Breast war that cancer has caused them to loose it or possible their life... Help find a cure place a donation when asked do not wait till it is your mother or sister in need....
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andrew149

LOST

Lost, lost in a place that I thought I knew so well,
The fog has descended,
My footsteps muffled,
Not the vision I saw yesterday as clear as a bell.

The cure that worked before, no longer works,
Visions of yesterday,
Are broken dreams of today,
And in the dark shadows, the black dog lurks.

I may shake and cry, though hide my tears,
Think of other things,
Take one minute at a time,
The black dog just laughs and feeds on my fears.

When I’m not good, I fight this battle every day,
Praying for tomorrow,
Getting through today,
Wondering, how many times for yesterday, I have to pay.

See, the fears are so intangible,
Can’t grasp,
Can’t sort,
They’re there though, dark, invisible.

Then, one day I wake up free,
No worries or fears,
It’s a clear blue morning,
I smile, maybe have a coffee…
I laugh,
And….For a while again….I’m me!
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
It's not often I write something like this, but decided to as it is a subject close to my heart, not talked about, and often swept under the carpet.... Bi-polar disorder, is a very horrible thing, and is a lifelong battle, and you have to be strong enough, always, for the next round...Thankyou...Andrew...xxx
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lorentz

haiku's

humble master
so ignorant
the echo..

snowy old tree
beseeching
poor beggar..

no more seasons
a silence
empty nest..
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
my boots are ragged..
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kickit22

true story; couple days ago

cruising down a two lane
doing 62 in a 55
just got empty my
18 wheeler
sunny day
not a thing can go wrong
was a little ways away
for the car in front
saw his brake lights
for I knew I couldn't stop
he hit them hard
had not got a choice
looked around what can I do
turned his signal on
and hit them even harder
was on him in a second
no place to go on this two lane
couldn't pass on the left
he would turned into me
had no choice
went to the right
was either him
or me in a ditch
i chose the ditch
maybe I had a chance
not much room
a 5ft shoulder
the car went to the middle
just a little
gave me just enough room
for me to take that shoulder
I avoided him and the ditch
don't ask me how
an angel must been watching
for sure he/she woud been killed
only takes a second
for things to go wrong
even on a beautiful day
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
highway 33 in wisconsin. I was far enough back I had plenty of time to figure my way out, go through my choices but not enough time to stop. when i took that narrow just a little room to the right i was right next to him at this time he still didn't make his left turn, only until my tractor was even with him on the right. would been right through that car. don't matter how far we are back, don't slam your brakes on give us plenty of notice on these two lane roads. before you hit your brakes or just flash your brake lights once or twice real quick to let us know your about to turn. or something like that.
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steve1223

Amnesia

I

Lonely roads I travel
Finding way back home
Seem I've been gone forever
No-one knows my name
Memories of what I've been
Are lost in darkest times
Someone, somewhere knows something
I need to know my name

II

Glints of light, whispered words
Like shards in my brain
Jigsaw pieces of memory
So slowly trying to re-arrange
Sometimes I think I'm there
And some name is on my tongue
Other times blankness all around
Can't seem to get the whole picture

III

Today the sun seems extra bright
And a song is in my heart
I say good morning to one and all
Along these corridors I wander
Pack my bags, I want to go home
Tell everyone, I think I'm ready
Strange these looks they give to me
So full of grief and sadness

IV


Suddenly I'm wide awake
My bed is soaked with sweat
Tears are flooding down my face
And screams linger in night air
I remember who, I remember what
Oh God what have I done
My wife, my children all gone
Driving in a drunken state
How I wished I could go back
To the bliss I had just lost
Not remembering my life at all
Is better than this living hell
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
Everytime I thought I finished it I came up with another verse. It is now finished.
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