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I am a warrior,
Without a war,
I am tranquility,
Without peace,
I live to die,
I am dying to live,
Given you the sunshine that brightens your eyes,
I give you the moon that you fear,
I am growing older,
Yet, I'll be here for many more years,-
Pick a flower flowerchild, my sweet,
I am an angel,
I am the beast,-
I am right,
Constantly high,
Am I wrong?,
Wine, women, and song?,-
I am love,
I am hate,
I can rule,
I can debate,-
Remember me as the fluffy clouds linger by,
From all four corners,
There I will lie,-
Facing the moon with my back against the sun,
Once more,
Then there were none--

I tried to re-edit Neighbors part 2, but to no avail
consider it two views

Fear lies low,
As Love sighs upon us, as we gaze from atop the deep cliff,
"The water doesn't look that shallow",
For Darkness gave us wings as we soar for the sweet taste,
Inviting us down below,-
Such a sad though condemned us to dream,
Punishing us to carry on,
Only left to ponder and dwell,
And to tell such a tale,--

Mischief Rules!,
Until one day Mischief met Compassion,
Yet, hard to understand each other,
Love stepped in, and decided to show the way,-
"What is now, here we both must understand",
"You're the ground that stays put",
I'm the sun, begins, shines, then starts to fade!".--

Love cries,
Watching the army led by Sorrow,
Face to face to meet Happiness,
On a once tropical, now wasted desert ground,-
Fear swept high,
Without knowing the knowledge that is kept secretly by Tomorrow,
Tomorrow steps to the side,
While it all goes down,--

During the battle of wits to win the war of emotions,
Sorrow and Happiness met at the war table,
"For the total of what we've lost",
"We must unite, and learn to rebuild again",-
Today said, "I think I know the answer?"
"What Yesterday lost, I know now!"-
"Tomorrow only keeps it a secret, leaving it up to you to decide",
"Is this a new beginning; or, will this be the end?"--

Life watches this through its mind's eye,
As the coldness of night falls upon us,
And we all know that the night is a gift from Darkness and Fear who walk hand and hand,
Only the reflection of the moon guides us by light,-
And just to glide quietly by shadow,
The orb quickly creeps away,
Of what Yesterday learned then, was given Today, yet still, kept a secret by Tomorrow,
And Love just smiled,--

She whirled around center stage, pirouetting around the room
Curly ebony hair with heavy make up, silver shadowing around
The brows, reflective of the snowy supermoon
And as she danced, spectactors cry, we are lulled into
The throes of a gothic lullabye, softly sung sorrowfully, resonating
Deep within the heartstrings of the audience, no longer feeling
A little tense, expressing the love of dance as to how she feels
No longer needing commerciality to keep it real,
She's pouring her heart out through the medium of dance
Improving with every step knowing that it might be classed as
A distant trance, floating, gracefully into an elegant twist,
The poem can now be resolved and twirled into this
A moving piece of powerful verse, emotions churn like a blessing
And a curse, the balance is no longer reported adrift
As this poem ends with a silent kiss, a quiet salute to those
That can dream and remind people reading this that
Not everything in reality appears as it seems, that mystery
Can appear to many even in evidential truths

Hard, work roughened hands, interlocked with mine
Pulled into His chest, my Face resting against His heart, arms behind my back with His fingers still wrapped around mine.
My happy place, control and choice removed from me for a while.

My fantasy that I am not sure I will ever find.
He would have to be mentally stronger than me and know me.
Physically, older or around my age.
With the right amount of gentle respect and Dominance, to be able to receive submission without demanding.

He would also have to be real enough to one day touch me physically as well as mentally.

If you don’t own the land
Then the land owns you
You will never suffer again
We will take care of everything
You can always trust the State
We can never lead you astray
We will always defend your rights
From the cradle to the grave
Just as long as you behave
We fight we fight with all our might
Just as long as you believe
We will make everything alright
Don’t worry or be deceived
How do you know beforehand
Things don’t work out as planned

Roses are red
Violets are Blue
I like Peanut Butter
Can you Skate?

I'll tell you a story I know to be true…
How do I know it?....I’ve lived it, have you?...
‘Poet’ would rhyme here, though it's so abused…
‘Know it,’ it's worse,....context is misused…

Confused yet? Good,.... All excuses refused...
Produce what reduces profuse said abuse...
Deduce what’s produced, now tell me the truth…
Confused again? Better…. I need not your proof…

Most write what is right, it's straight from their hearts…
In part, ‘the reasons,’.......I won't even start…
If not so why would I say what I mention?...
Some write for the process, some write for attention….

Here again knocking all out
Unknown of what's it about

I've been waiting
With so much of thinking

Sighting everywhere
Yet so blind to compare

Poking you, unfeeling the sign And I'm running out of time

Something holdbacks
Past pain that locks

Keys to it is forgiveness
To move on for happiness

What can I do
I just can't let go

Why can't it be
When can I let it flee