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The Proud Cemetery

When Winter ice begins to slither
and Jack Frost begins to dither
when April has its annual shower
and daffodils begin to quiver.

When windy days have lost their shiver
and gangs of sparrows start to gather
when thoughts come to a loving father
and he knows he has a good daughter.

When Winter clothing goes in the drawer
and a young man is glad he saw her
when nature urges all things hither
and lustful loins begin to shudder.

When all this has turned to Summer
and two young bodies come together
when the young man is glad he won her
and the good daughter's to be a mother.

When Autumn comes but feels like Winter
and the young man then forsakes her
when she turns to her dad for shelter
and he says "You're not my daughter!"

When she feels all the world disowns her
and then she meets an out of towner
when he supplies her with a booster
and she takes it and takes it further.

When she finally ends up like a dosser
and dirty legs galore go across her
when she dies of Aids just like a leper
and her grave reads "Beloved Daughter!"

sonofadam

Theft By Thought

I daydream, a penny for my thoughts
in fact they come in fits and stops!
I think, only to see what I can find,
though there is nothing on my mind!
I ponder, I think I have the answer,
I question my answer, then I wonder,
do I have the question? I question
do I have the thought? Imagination
causes my thought process to fail,
my search for truth I can't curtail!
My secret thoughts to you I reveal,
it is only your penny that I steal!

sonofadam

The angel girl of my selfish youth, now lays and waits to die
The only truth that I can believe, is truth to be a lie
My days are filled with absent thoughts' my nights are filled with tears
This fight she's told she can not win, the sum of all my fears
Our fights seem all so pointless now, regret is just a word
My soul has lost the sweetest song, my heart has ever heard
Her beauty is now hidden, by sickness, weariness and pain
Though my heart sees better than my eyes, the beauty still remains

As I lay on the bottom of my bunk I gaze at the supports above me
Realizing that they are simply hallmarks of the true reality
The supports in use are nothing more than wire strands
I reach for them with outstretched hands

A simple touch and then a grasp is all that it takes
To understand the reality of all that awaits
The reality that each strand serves only to form a bar
Separating us from our loved ones afar

Move them as I might
brings about a horrific sight
small though they may be, they are intertwined
unmovable; haunting the hallows of my mind

I listen to what they may be saying
Nervous I gasp in hopes that they will respond to my praying
It soon dawns on me that nothing is what they hear
But they speak resoundingly to the loved ones I hold so dear

Without words they send a message that screams
“you at this time shall only see your loved ones in your dreams”
It is true that my family is seen in my slumber
a dream that is interrupted by cracks of thunder

In my dream I gaze through the gaps in the supports
visions of my family that the gap vexes and contorts
There they are sleeping quietly but with great effort I can see
my family passing time without the likes of me

There is no denying the fact that this is how it will remain
until my tasking is complete and I can get on with life again
I, once again, reach out at the supports above
And realize they cannot dissolve the bonds of love

A feeling of contentment erupts throughout my body
An emotion so powerful if appears ungodly
Positive feelings have once again arisen
I enter into a restful sleep inside the confines of my prison

A restful sleep I could only attain
Through mental exhaustion causing certain thoughts to wane
The thoughts that my family is locked in their own insanity
Insanity that proves to be a calamity

Behind unseen strands of wire
Wire that only serves to conspire
Conspiring to prey upon thoughts of loneliness and despair
Polluting every breath of air

For it is what I have chosen as my profession
That has led to their depression
Along with me they serve their sentence
And they look for my return as their repentance

The wire is a test to their resolve
But time will pass and the wire will dissolve
I will return stateside to places I have been
My family and I will be reunited again.

When I chose to love you
I chose to be a part.
No longer a stray piece
But one half of a heart.

I took unto my care
The responsibility
To never freely choose
To hurt unnecessarily.

I chose to open my soul
And to tear down the walls.
To listen with my heart
Until I heard your heart's call.

I chose to place my trust
In the love you chose to give.
And I no longer give a thought
To where I end and you begin.

You would like to reply deep loathe instead of love
Thought-easily you can get love & happieness.......
In pride of youth and beauty..everything be Game to you
But today all'hv changed..love be absence....and ...someone
So am to look back deep sorrows but in laugh.......

drowning in this pool of pain
sinking feelings still remain
heart and soul truly shattered
body and mind totally battered

the love inside has been drained
vulnerable emotions have been stained
were the soul lived is an empty space
the heart is gone without a trace

i only have but myself to blame
for trusting you have you no shame
for what you have done to my life
all you gave me was nothing but strife

i thought i found someone honest and true
you found me the fool yes you knew
i believed your promises but you mislead
my life was empty left but all for dead

now i am learning to swim once more
with friends and time i will make it for sure
the love and support they"ve given me
has shown me the light now i can see

i am stronger and growing day by day
a feeling of warmth like the beaming suns ray
now you can see that smile on my face
cos my heart and soul are in its right place

Cowboy is his name and rodeo is his game. Its one mortals chance to fame. All the cowgirls tears left drying. All the fight's threw the paine. Cus one day he will get his 15 minuts in fame. Everyone thinks its gust a stupid fareytail game. But to him its everything. Thats why Cowboy is his name.

Take my hand
Let us walk the world together
Let everyone see
It's you and me
Within you lies the sun,the breeze
You are my inner peace.

Needing you always by my side
You are my whole life
Warmed by a fire within
Your love sets me free.
Loving you from the depth of my soul
My heart is now whole.

You were some blue bird,
You were flying
Between happyness and destiny.
You were thinking
To wind up with dew
To heaven…

You were white ghost,
You were flying
Over the sun!
You were touching
Something
In dense smoke…

You were screaming
With white thirst
For exhausted Earth.
You were dreaming
That some day
You will stop to be a soul.

25.06.2009