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...she is no more...
....its time to sleep..but i can`t...
....its time to write and read myself...
....is damn silence kill my soul...
....its the sound of sleepless wampire..
....its the smell of sleepless wind...
....is that the same disturbing me..
....is that the dream or the real one who push me...
....is her soul in and around me...
....inside the room invisible to me..?
....is that me to think like tht always..
....it is the fact ...she is no more...nomore....!
....its time to write and read myself...
....is damn silence kill my soul...
....its the sound of sleepless wampire..
....its the smell of sleepless wind...
....is that the same disturbing me..
....is that the dream or the real one who push me...
....is her soul in and around me...
....inside the room invisible to me..?
....is that me to think like tht always..
....it is the fact ...she is no more...nomore....!
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Posted: Oct 2009
About this poem:
...yes she is no more...its a fact..
Psoriasis
I have no love for the daylight
I wish no one could see me
Nothing to give to the darkness
Except my celibacy
The farther away the more I think I like you
The farther away the better I feel
The closer you stay the more I could do with out you
The more I'm away the less it's real
I was never good in a crowd
I wish my mind wasn't so thin
All I do is obsess about you
And wish I had new skin
I've been broken from the inside out
Haven't spoken what I'm obsessing about
What's been taken is something I need
I'm still breaking making it bleed
I have no love for the rain
No surprise betrayal is nothing new
I see everyone stand and walk away
I realize my skin is scaring you
The farther away the better I think I know you
I'm sick of my face and this hole I live in
When I'm away the more I can fake it
How I hate my bleeding skin
I wish no one could see me
Nothing to give to the darkness
Except my celibacy
The farther away the more I think I like you
The farther away the better I feel
The closer you stay the more I could do with out you
The more I'm away the less it's real
I was never good in a crowd
I wish my mind wasn't so thin
All I do is obsess about you
And wish I had new skin
I've been broken from the inside out
Haven't spoken what I'm obsessing about
What's been taken is something I need
I'm still breaking making it bleed
I have no love for the rain
No surprise betrayal is nothing new
I see everyone stand and walk away
I realize my skin is scaring you
The farther away the better I think I know you
I'm sick of my face and this hole I live in
When I'm away the more I can fake it
How I hate my bleeding skin
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Posted: Oct 2009
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On the Brink of a Bank
Haunted, stalked from behind,
no escape in sight,I will find.
A breath down my neck,
looming about this poor ghastly wreck.
I can't seem to stop that ring.
"I just can't!", I screamingly sing.
Lurking about each turn and corner
"I'm going to snap", I must warn her.
I can't seem to shake this spectre.
Oh no! Here comes ANOTHER bill collector!
no escape in sight,I will find.
A breath down my neck,
looming about this poor ghastly wreck.
I can't seem to stop that ring.
"I just can't!", I screamingly sing.
Lurking about each turn and corner
"I'm going to snap", I must warn her.
I can't seem to shake this spectre.
Oh no! Here comes ANOTHER bill collector!
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
BrokeA Wish...!!
I wish I was the sun,
So, I could warm you at Daytime..!!
I Wish I was the Moon...
So,I could give you the light at Night....
I wish I was the Air ...
so, you could breath fresh air...
I wish I were the rain,
So, I could wash upon your face..
I'd wish on every star on the sky...
just to have one wish come true,
So I could be with you...
So, I could warm you at Daytime..!!
I Wish I was the Moon...
So,I could give you the light at Night....
I wish I was the Air ...
so, you could breath fresh air...
I wish I were the rain,
So, I could wash upon your face..
I'd wish on every star on the sky...
just to have one wish come true,
So I could be with you...
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Posted: Jun 2009
About this poem:
I wrote this poem..!!You chose to be with her
I would have robbed the moon out of the sky
just to light your night, now i have to wonder why
You chose to be with her
didn't I stand beside you for months on end
swore you loved me, but, my honor you couldn't defend
cause you chose to be with her
Even those nights when you held me close to you
How was I to know that in the morning you'd be with her too
cause you chose to be with her
I never asked for the deceit and I am glad we are through
now someone has the chance to love me more than you
so remember when you start to miss me..... and, you realize
she doesn't please u like i use to...
Remember you chose to be with..... her
just to light your night, now i have to wonder why
You chose to be with her
didn't I stand beside you for months on end
swore you loved me, but, my honor you couldn't defend
cause you chose to be with her
Even those nights when you held me close to you
How was I to know that in the morning you'd be with her too
cause you chose to be with her
I never asked for the deceit and I am glad we are through
now someone has the chance to love me more than you
so remember when you start to miss me..... and, you realize
she doesn't please u like i use to...
Remember you chose to be with..... her
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Posted: Oct 2009
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Whiskey, Women, and Cards
Lips 'sticked, late night thrift rips fixed, neon shifts' clock ticks
Tricks whipped, bottles tipped, the tippers sip, sit back, sickly slick
Sittin' fit, hittin' hard shit, every bit they sift, drain, an' drip
Cigs lit, legit with gin grins and grit, sharp wits like sharp riffs
Tricks whipped, bottles tipped, the tippers sip, sit back, sickly slick
Sittin' fit, hittin' hard shit, every bit they sift, drain, an' drip
Cigs lit, legit with gin grins and grit, sharp wits like sharp riffs
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Posted: Oct 2009
About this poem:
The title says it all.colors of reggae
yellow is the sun which shines over his grave,
red was the blood which ran through his veins,
green was the grass that he smoked to get high,
and, black is bob marley, no woman, no cry.
red was the blood which ran through his veins,
green was the grass that he smoked to get high,
and, black is bob marley, no woman, no cry.
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Posted: Oct 2009
About this poem:
dedicated to a great musician whose songs are an inspiration to the down hearted...
someone
someone told me the light was gone,
no hopes, no dreams, no rhyme or reason,
only sorrow lingered.
i asked someone to tell me why,
the sky was dark and the fear was thick
only sorrow lingered.
someone told me the joy was gone,
the loneliness crept in, the warmth was out,
only sorrow lingered.
i begged someone to bring it back to me,
the hope, the dreams, the rhyme and reason,
no more sorrows to linger.
someone told me wake up and see,
only you can change your reality,
only happiness lingers.
no hopes, no dreams, no rhyme or reason,
only sorrow lingered.
i asked someone to tell me why,
the sky was dark and the fear was thick
only sorrow lingered.
someone told me the joy was gone,
the loneliness crept in, the warmth was out,
only sorrow lingered.
i begged someone to bring it back to me,
the hope, the dreams, the rhyme and reason,
no more sorrows to linger.
someone told me wake up and see,
only you can change your reality,
only happiness lingers.
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Posted: Oct 2009
Post CommentBroken Lanterns in the Moonlight.
Daffodils and sunflowers
lie like broken lanterns-
shattered in the moonlight.
Beside them the willows weep
swaying somberly
beneath the stars.
lie like broken lanterns-
shattered in the moonlight.
Beside them the willows weep
swaying somberly
beneath the stars.
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Posted: Jun 2009
About this poem:
A random thought while walking through the woods one night...put it on the shelf and perhaps oneday more will come of it.A poets prayer
Mixing words until they blend,
Pray I conclude before the end
And may my readers feel the rhyme,
and read it well, to keep with time.
Protect me from perils that come to a poet,
Dear God....... Please don't let me blow it.
Pray I conclude before the end
And may my readers feel the rhyme,
and read it well, to keep with time.
Protect me from perils that come to a poet,
Dear God....... Please don't let me blow it.
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
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