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So, when did you decide
to rip my heart apart?
Now I'm dying inside
of my own broken heart.

The pain still remains
like the moon does after dark.
So, go ahead and take your aim
and shoot that arrow through my heart!

Can't you see my pain?
Or is it too much to take?
For I am the broken one,
and you are FAKE!

Where do I go from here?
I want to love again,
but there is so much fear
to try to love another man.

I feel like part of me has died.
Where do I bury my heart?
I can't dig a hole big enough
to give me a brand new start.

Finally, I take a breath,
and move on with my life.
Since my heart is dead,
got to bring it back to life.

I'll take the arrow,
that pierced my heart,
and make a fire with the wood
so I can seal up all the holes.

Now my heart is alive.
No scars will it bare,
I can make it love again,
all because you didn't care!!

On a black sand beach,
In the back of my mind,
By the shadow of a tear,
In the blink of an eye,
On the outside edge of
the longest sigh,
Here is where I
send my fears,
A lake from my eyes
like I cried for years,
Just one time cant
something go right,
There's no light left
in an endless night,
The stars have all winked
out of sight,
Its so quiet
the silence is nice,
The water calm and
cold as ice,
I dive into the
frigid brink,
But in sorrow you
Dont float, you sink,
My heart a heavy weight,
Pulling me down,
Liquid fills lungs
with gurgling sounds,
Thoughts of you as I
slowly drown,
Im going to a
better place now...

Tonight I can write the saddest poem,
while thoughts of my passed away father keeps me awake at night,
I am silently praying for his soul to rest in peace,
putting candle light
which moving reflection on the wall playfully dances...
and like a fly in the spider net
Memories of childhood awaken to be chew piece by piece;
the very first thought dance of Vienna Waltz with my father,
and smile to happy time and tears of loss
mixes all up in one spirit mingles...
Opening the door for the soul of memories to float,
while wind moves curtens making small and big wave -swell.
One suppress life is hidden in my garden branches
which scratching swings on the window glass cries
and shakes door of my tearful soul
waving with white handkerchief to memories of my father.

Thoughts of past and present
like cold birds tightens up to each other
and under brown blanket dreaming awake
of rowing boat with my father,
Thrown net, court fishes...
and last time seeing hes face in tears
wishing me luck in last fare well,
dreaming of lost daughter in the white world;
hes whispers in the wind,
calling me back...
and I am whispering back to the wind;
Forgive me father,
Your seeds of fruit spread fare from you ...
I am whole Me only in joined parts of old and new world.

The bells of universe,I am ringing with you,
Bells of seances,and chaos deafen,
In me all is rolling.In me all is shaken;
senses,and consciousness,half dreams and half awaken,
Death ringing,
Love in me ringing to dreams of anchor in man soul,
But man falls like star in abyss....
where rope of anchor slides true the wounded hands,
that can not hold on to rope from abyss.

In me all is ringing...
Bells of tenderness;like a little tear.
Bells of innocence and regrets;
from mercy and from enlightening.
Bells of soul,bells for kind heart
that writes you with loving and compassionate line of pen,
Bells to all Life
and loss...
Bells to all Love,dreams and ideals;
Found
and Lost...

I heard you cry, 'Why should we hear you, O foolish
man?' 'Do you not lie in the belly of the whale?'
'O yes, we have heard you preaching fire and brimstone
throughout those dusty streets.'
'But who are you to preach to us?'
'Look at you, you miserable wretch laying in
that putrid prison in your piss and dung.'
'Have you seen us?' Have you observed the jewels
that adorn our necks?
'Look at our children you fool!' Can you not see
how their cheeks are full having been raised off
the fated calf?'
'Trouble us no more with your god and your useless
words of wisdom for we have our gods and they have
blessed us abundantly..'
'You crazy old prophet! 'Have you not heard the saying,
'Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow we die!'
So drink the vile water we splash in your face..
Eat this burnt grass we cram into your parched lips..
Die with your God and his message of love
'Maybe he can save you!'

Its so hard to say farewell
And overcome this
while feeling slightly frightened
Well now what else could I have felt
As you lay there completely still and silenced
So is there a heaven and is there a hell
Were you able to cast your demons out
Are you relieved from all their weight you felt
Or are they still pulling you down

While I'm surveying you my head hangs low
Did all of our prayers earn you a golden halo
Is there a tunnel of abiding light
I really hope that you now feel alive
Just yesterday we were kids in the fifth grade
Today I lay a warrior down inside of his grave
I want to rejoice in all the good times we've had
Instead a tear rolls down my face when I try to laugh
We're taught to suppress emotions and remove fear
But It's because of you that I am still here
I'm so proud to have served with you my friend
But it's time for you to rest now the battle ends
I will always honor your courage and sacrifice
Until we meet again someday on the other side
~ JJF~

Fair lady, how can you pass me by on
this Paris bridge and not let me
taste your lips
Fair lady, you walk like an Egyptian yet
you have not taken my arm
Fair lady, your Irish eyes have melted my
heart, and your River Dance my soul
Fair lady I feel Russian moans of passion
yet we have not danced in Moscow Square
Fair lady, your ivory skin glows in the
Chinese mountains yet but I have not carried
you to the preacher
Fair lady, your Romanian beauty is legendary so
I kiss your shoulders in hope
Fair lady, Japan has shown me your loveliness yet
I pant to look upon you
Fair lady, South America flows with honey but none
sweeter than you
Fair lady, your Eastern eyes are hidden gems yet I
long to see your soul
Fair lady, the African sun never shone a greater light
than the beauty of your heart
Fair lady, America has crowned you with glory yet I'm
still searching for your heart
Fair lady, Canada has concealed you in its vastness yet
the tall trees and wide plains cannot conceal your beauty
Fair lady, fair lady.. I love you.

Tired of the atmosphere,
This lower mental plane,
Sick of sighing endlessly,
With burns from acid rain,
This massive pain develops,
As the drops create a lake,
An avalanche of happenstance,
Too much for me to take,
Pushing down I almost drown,
As waves begin to break,
The salt is nothing new to me,
I swallow from the drink,
Try to organize my thoughts,
But it's so hard to think,
Pressure pressing too extreme,
In silent screams I sink below,
Cold is taking over now,
And everything is slow,
I think I have
somewere to be,
but I've nowhere to go...

Mask


They are worn
as a disguise or
to hide

To hide from the past
the shame that remains
the monster inside
the lies

To disguise
the pain that never
well change

“Inside you there is a ‘song’,
And unless you sing it, your life will be miserable and an utter failure,
Also, only you know what that ‘song’ is,
How will you know your ‘song’?
When you think of this ‘song/activity/calling/career, etc.’, your whole skin tingles with delight, your soul opens up and you feel like you’re snuggled right up to the God-Force,
And your love overflows to all of creation…”

The day is dull,
My mood is dark,
Your smile softens
this hardest of hearts,
Overcast clouds,
Threating rain,
Your smile brightens
the gloomiest days,
Weight of the World,
Pressure so great,
Your smile makes it
easy to take,
When I close my eyes,
Its all I see,
Your smile means
everything to me...