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beauty, bereavement, childhood, suicide,
When you smiled
I thought "How beautiful you are."
When you cried
I witnessed the depth of you
When you were angry
I recognized that you had been hurt
When you laughed
I could feel you healing
When you played
I remembered how to be a child
When you danced
I felt my heart beating
When you left
I wished I had known you better..
confusion, death, depression, fear, funeral, me, me,
Here I am.
The dark settles in,
Reminds me I’m alone.
Ghosts of my past haunt me today,
I truly just want to go home.
Separated from my life today,
Barred from my destiny,
Wasn’t meant to be my fate,
How could this happen to me?
I was going to sparkle,
I was meant to shine,
The only question
Why did I do that line?
Crystal she cried out to me.
She swore I’d be ok.
She would never leave me,
She was here to stay.
She made me feel so special
Gave me such a high,
She made me not care as much,
Until she made me die.
SHONIE M. GRIFFIN
angst, death, depression, health, hope, life, mystery,
14 hours in a New York minute,
I ought to stop,
But I can't quit it...
No answer to my call...
Is it the end
Of it all?
The pain, it does spread,
Making the future
Something to dread...
Somehow, some way,
I got to get out of here,
Cause I'm swimming
In a sea of fear...
So I say goodbye to you
As I acknowledge
Something is flying about....
angst, death, forgiveness, love,
stop pretending you care, you never loved me
but your eyes filled with bliss my every day
i know i'm not her, i'm not trying to be
all my hopes of acceptance will fade away
polite words of love do me harm
stop saying things you dont believe
i could cover my corpse with your arm
but its worthless since you shall deceive
i dont want to admit who you are
the purpose itself is in vain
depressed angels could start war
seeing my dieing reflectons of pain
please tell my weak heart you cant
you are not, you shall never be tru
for,my love,deep dreams i shall haunt
everytime black leaves are drowning in dew
break up, confidence, courage, funny love, grief, growing up, happiness,
why seek true love
when even the truest love is fleeting
the thing you should desire is
for lasting love to transpire
take my hand and hold your breath
this is a love test
do you have a single doubt
about how it will turn out
are you afraid they will leave
and how you could possibly grieve
worry no more the stress will disappear
and just send this to your sweet dear
because it's over they never really let you near
it is fact they are being clear they don't want you here
take your love and disappear don't live in fear
Bertrand Raven Banda
With each touch... I lose
the sense of feel
She reels me in with her
O... I have fallen for her &
Heart... mind... body... &
most of all soul
& she won the war...
Without having swung an
axe or strung a bow
My body lay helpless
begging for more...
...More time to make
amends & say goodbye
But she won't listen she's
far too high
Her name isn't common
like mary or beth
But love her & she will
take away your breath
I guess love is a
euphemism for a
As the hands of time
undoubtedly lead to
the claret red horizon
from a Sickroom -
a death ward
where cracked knuckles
spatter the fjords
moistening the planks;
bathing the laths of anxiety
marquis de sade stumps
Norwegian expressions of death -
the Dance of Life
as a funeral pyre of Ashes are
your tribe’s headstone
the stench of brother’s legacy
a protected breath
and a Dead Mother can
the Clock and the Bed
the two guardians of quietus
this clotted bridge
in soured and
Leo Larry Amadore
angst, death, depression, introspection, life, sad,
All the windows down.
Against the imitation mahogany, a little manila card:
"Check out time: 3 o'clock."
All dark now.
The Wizard Deluxe 16" Oscillating Fan
makes a lot of noise.
It's too cool anyway.
Whew! Those ugly flowers on the rug!
I can almost smell them.
And the bedsprings creak.
What am I doing here...
the Big Guy...
the Smart Alec with All the Ideas...
the Joe Who Was Going Places...
the Most Likely to Succeed...
Huh! If they could only see me now.
Well, here goes nothing.
I guess I'd better, now...
if ever, now!
abuse, age, angel, anger, angst, betrayal, childhood, dad, daughter, depression, father daughter, grief, hate, loneliness, lonely, murder, poverty, teen, teenage, women,
I live where angels fear to walk
Don’t ask questions, no one’s gonna talk
Another kid’s innocence is being take
Their thirst for blood will never slacken
Love is something only found in a fairytale
But those don’t comfort, when home is spelled H E L L
Left alone for days on end
Nothing else to do but play pretend
Trying to get lost in a dream
But when that doesn’t help, all you can do is scream
I’ve called the devil by his first name
His eyes are cold, mine are the same
I live where angels fear to tread
By the time you find me, I’ll probably be dead
betrayal, break up, cry, death, depression, desire,
I used to be alone in the pain of night,
Darkness always surrounds,
Silence no bounds
Until he got place into my heart,
My life turns around.
He gave a light into my ghost home,
A sound that has a perfect tone,
I thought everything will be fine,
Until one day I saw a blood on the hands of mine.
Even though I need you,
But that's what they wanted me to do.
I really am not born to be happy,
Sorry i killed yo honey,
But believe me,I did love you,
No lies, no fakes me
Because you alone in my heart, believe me.
Now pain isn't enough to live my night.
A pain of alone, a pain burning my soul.
absence, change, deep, education, eulogy, growth, how i feel,
He, who question's
Perceives' His own
Reverts' to that
Classical nothing - Ness
Featured: "The Cross" book #106627
Dear Friend (Death)
How oft`n have we shared a crust of bread
And wet our throats in tears
When both we met to wine a boat
Into waters deep.
And yet I fear you not
For sure as a rising sun
Or a setting moon
Or swirling galaxy
Thou will come for me
To rest my pain and sorrow
And gift me with a life renewed.
You are my vag-na,
You are water to a seed
You will turn my page
And close my book but
Hand me a library.
Read one last line and
Let me float into an unseen dimension
until I meet my lover
face to face
who justifies everything.
Thank You, Friend.
anger, confusion, cry, death, emotions, feelings, grief, heaven, pain, peace, psychological, stress, suicide,
She's holding in her hand
The only thing she can feel
Growing so weak she can barely stand
She chooses instead to kneel
To a forgotten God she prays
This pain is more than I can bear
Have mercy; please take the rest of my days
To the mirror, she turns to stare
Into eyes more than half dead
A girl without hope
There was no one to take the pain in her stead
No one to help her cope
As she makes the final cut
The blood drips on the floor
Her eyes forever shut
As she journeys to Heaven's door
absence, angel, death of a friend, feelings, grief, wife,
I want to reach out to you
But I don't know how?
I know you feel the same.
You want to communicate.
I want to tear this invisible
wall and reach out to you.
I want to give you a rose,
a gift and hold you close.
Tonight is a full moon
whispering secrets into you.
Secrets about this lonely soul
dancing to the sound of your flute
at your heaven's door.
Sent from my iPhone
adventure, celebration, character, encouraging, eulogy, faith, fantasy,
In the fall. Our favorite fall. The time of the poets, the colors of yellow marry cold and people Exchange friendship and looking new era, give erotic kissing and not afraid of white winter comes, not afraid of other eager United and strong, as befits the bravest of the universe, life explorers, Pirates of evolution.
conflict, cry, death, depression, emo, emotions, evil,
I'm a long forgotten soul,
The world has become so cold.
Life is hanging by a thread,
Everyone seems so dead.
Where do I stand in this life?
In my hand, I wield a knife.
It's funny when no cares,
I'll just fall right down these stairs.
No one even knows,
There was not even a crow.
Do not tell me it is a lie,
I have already said goodbye.
No it is not a con,
I am already too far gone.
In the menacing darkness of nowhere
Along the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
A shadow waits impatiently for
A crying light that never beams
Within the sreaming Wall of Silence
Where muted echo is forever more
And a poet's song goes unheard
By the sound of tears left upon the floor
The ties that bind can tear you apart
Retreating to the nether world of dreams
A forsaken place where I do dwell
For nothing is what it ever seems
The aging, moss covered markers exist as tributes
testaments of life past
living lives in a different moment
All that I feel was felt before
love, pain, joy ,fear
drifting through time, passion that is life
Too soon must I relinquish this precious gift
given but for a while
Beauty so rare it cannot be contained
Although I must bow before time ,life is eternal
My stone shall be a testament,
"Weep not, for I was given the gift most precious"
absence, child, childhood, death, depression, eulogy, faith, family, farewell,
MY CHILD, I SPEAK TO YOU FROM THE GRAVE
I AM YOUR MOTHER, A BLACK WOMAN OF PRESTIGE
YOUR FATHER ABANDONED US
EAT, DRINK FROM MY WOMB
NOURISHED MY NUTRIENTS OF FRUITS
I CAN'T GIVE YOU LIFE, MY CHILD
I DON'T WON'T YOU BORN
I FEEL THE FETUS OF YOU GROWING INSIDE OF ME
LIFE IS WHAT YOU NOT TO SEE OF ME
THE EMBYRO OF YOU IS GONE
ALL MY SEEDS IS DESTOYED FROM YOU
YOU HAVE NO NAME
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE
HEAR MY VOICE, MY CHILD
I'M SPEAKING TO YOU FROM MY WOMB
YOUR LIFE WILL BE GONE
YOUR BIRTH FLUSHED FROM MY BODY
LOOK UP AT ME, MY CHILD FROM MY WOMB
I AM NO LONGER YOUR MOTHER
YOU ARE NOW A UNBORN CHILD
birth, death, destiny, i am, philosophy, truth, wisdom,
The shadow of death though it looms before me I do not fear.
Life has befallen me since the day of my birth, life has prepared me for death.
My courage comes not from victories, but from understanding.
What I have become is lived, having been alive and felt life.
This is life's natural course, unalterable and steadfast in it's direction.
No force of nature or man can change that I did exist.
I have existed in this time and will forever be in this here and now.
angst, animals, history, on writing and words, sad, slam, sympathy, me,
Bound by my hands
Bound by my legs
Bound by my waist
Bound by my neck
I can't hear
I can't smell
I can't taste
I can't see
I put everything away and only thought of
What brought me joy.Nor do I want to
Cry leaving my captures to smile about
To gloat,to have that unknown brutal power
Over me which is held in one tear.
My body numb,my heart is stopped,my mind is blank
Is this dying? Why am I paralyzed? Could it be falling a sleep?
These chains are cold but everything is hot.What feeling beside
Pity would become of me?..Be it not grief not sadness not even remorse.
But as I stand up from this seat,I am nothing more then a well mannered
Pup on a tight leash.
abuse, beautiful, crush, cry, dark, death, emotions,
Everything has the beginning, also the end.
At first I didn’t want to see the finish line…at first.
Tonight the storm of words she didn’t write, but meant
Is in our little dreamy park…it’s cursed.
The paths we’ve created are flying away
Like thousands of birds of the memory melodies.
Their home is destroyed, disappeared in a day.
It’s been done without warning with ease.
I am sitting with friends in the corner.
They are homeless and cold, they are crying.
Somebody’s knocking at my door…it’s the coroner
Who will take these dead birds and me dying.
betrayal, break up, depression, feelings, grief, heartbreak, heartbroken,
Dear past me,
Who smiles so bright?
Who has always spread her wings,
And taken flight.
Your eyes are shining blue like the sea,
Looks like you are;
As happy as can be.
Dear present me,
Why are you so sad,
Has something gone wrong?
Something gone bad,
Looks like you have lost your way.
And you may never,
Live another day.
Dear future me,
I hope you are well,
And I hope you are alive.
I hope you smile so everyone can tell;
That you've made it past.
The good and the bad,
And you've finally won this battle at last.
David O'Haolin Whalen
And what would my last words be?
T’would depend my friend
On what last …
My eyes would see
And what would be
My most great regret?
So many the things
That occur to me
That I cannot make up
My mind just yet
for there are many more
...things yet to be...
Sumanth Rohi Raj
Through chasms of dust and flame
Wrought by thunder, fire, rain
There be I; the observer.
Throughout the ages, countless names they did prescribe
My task; like the sun, endless, treacherous, divine.
The harvester, the one who guides, a prince, time.
A tricky business this thing called love
Trickier still if left untended, like grass under snow.
But she was beautiful, more so to me, in my carnal longing could not interfere in mortal fate
Alas, I only observe, collect, clean slate.
I know not to where shall she in her eve transpire, all I do is guide
But yes I shall wait, for all I have is time.