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Poetry
Another ramble of thoughts on a different someone... just needed to vent and this is what happended....
Pondering questions inside my head
with so many things left unsaid
i know how i feel
i know what i want
i can feel it in my finger tip tops
down to the bottom of my feets soft spots
you're all i desire
want and will ever need
falling inlove faster than i can bl...
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Poetry
Anna died
At Babi Yar.
No bright star
To light the place,
Or show the spot
Where she was shot.
Anna died
At Babi Yar.
No cattle shed
In which to hide
Or manger to rest in,
Just a ravine,
Dark and obscene.
Anna died
At Babi Yar.
No angels sang,
Le...
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Poetry
Once upon a twilight past
A man was born and led to fast
To bring an act of God to pass
Once upon a twilight past.
He saw but scum and mice and rats
Wretched, filthy, dirty trash
He set about his blessed task
Once upon a twilight past.
On every road, all beaten paths
He saw all towns, wrought to ash
Blistering scars, one gaping gash
Once upon a ...
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Poetry
I. It is dark, bright, yet calm regardless of what you think.
II. Sunshine blinds the head from rising from its neck. Bashfullness is apparant.
III. Eyesight cannot prove a thing.
IV. And lies swirm like angel's wings, large and invisible.
V. Kill the light.
VI. Let darkness prevail.
VII. But all isn't matter to the world beneath, as minds are read in emptiness.
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Poetry
At
Dachau,
Said Jakob,
I laid my head
Waiting for my death,
But death did not come for
Me, it came for others like
Hungry hounds, pacing days
And nights amidst
The grim grounds
Of the
Camp,
Or the
Train that brought
The prisoners
Into that dark place,
Providing they survived
The wretched journey at all,
Sometimes death did not...
05/16/2008 | 30 Hits | 2 comments |  (2 votes) | Read more...
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Poetry
Fragile Thoughts
The rain descends, it falls hard
Revealing all my fragile scars
But if only you could see this broken heart
Three hundred sixty five days a year
The sun rises giving light, so clear
In these dreams, I still make you reappear
Do you know what it's like
These many masks I have to hide
Shedding skin protecting al...
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Poetry
Okay I thought of this a couple days ago and decided I like it. It's not my best poem but I do like it some. I thought of it after listening to a song "I Kissed A Girl" by Katy Perry and got inspired. Anyway hope you all like and if you don't too bad.No homophobe reviews or suffer the wrath of a pissed off female. (Note: A good friend of mine is actually making this into a song so I'll update again soon) ~Innocent Kiss~ Nothing...
05/15/2008 | 50 Hits | 2 comments | (2 votes) | Read more...
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Poetry
Bring Me Down
Disallusioned skies move overhead
Is there anything else that needs to be said
Everywhere you look, things gradually fall apart
Bliss is only evident up in the sky with the stars
The point of this all isn't existant anymore
The truth evaporated when I learned you were a whore
You don't like me for who I've be...
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Poetry
These are the dark hours,
These are the I wish
You were here now days,
The I want to hold
You so close to me
Days; the kiss you as
Long as I can days;
The wish you had not
Died days; the I think
I see you in my
Night so long dream days.
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Poetry
Hush,
Anna,
Remember
Our little Ruth
With the large dark eyes
Like black olives in cream,
Do not remember
Her final wave,
As the truck
Took her
Off
Away
Forever,
With the other
Children of Auschwitz,
While mothers ran screaming
After the packed trucks,
And some were shot
Beneath the
Unfeeling
Sun.
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Poetry
Across the sapphire blue ocean
that is plated in silver,
a ruby sun sets along the endless horizon
while midas stretches his hand
to touch the clouds.
An eternity passes while ashen pillows
cover the evening's treasures.
The onyx night will come across the sky
leaving only the diamond stars to guide my journey.
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Poetry
Ah, Rebecca knows
Too well the unmarked
Graves, the souls forgot,
The lost unmentioned,
The unremembered,
The tall dark chimneys,
The grey smoke rising
To an indifferent
Sky, the sick promise
Of showers, the cruel
Gassing, the nightmares,
The lice, the bodies,
The children taken,
The melancholy
Songs, and somew...
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Poetry
"Scottie, give me warp speed eight"
"I cannae do that sir
I'm putting new dilithiums in
You're really not being fair."
"I've two men down with Bolean ‘flu
I'll have to work all night.
I can't think what else I can do
But I'll try with all my might."
"Mr Sulu plot a course
And head for Deneb Three."
"I...
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Poetry
They thought they'd lost her
From the start, the babe
Who'd come too early
With a dodgy heart;
The nurses did their
Blessed best, flapping
Their thin wing like arms,
Their whispered voices,
The doctors with their
Professional air,
Giving the choices,
The occasional
Lie, the catholic
Priest in the dark wing...
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Poetry
He didn't
Care what those
Others thought
Or said, their
Words and thoughts
Were as dry
Dust and wind;
It was her
Thoughts and words,
What she thought,
What she said,
He wished in
The end to
Understand.
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Poetry
The gray wolf is plagued with ravenous hunger
Its coat sticks to his ribs like a paste
In the dead of winter he has not found any prey
He trots through the powder snow under a full moon
It's not just him he has to think of
He has a starved pack of followers following behind
They are light on their feet
Making no noise moving through the woods, quietly
A light breeze of cold, crisp air pas...
05/13/2008 | 65 Hits | 6 comments | (4 votes) | Read more...
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Poetry
In the car, I am silent.
When the sign
Comes into view,
I know it's tome to begin a new day.
I stride into the gym
And look for a spot to stretch.
I warm up
A bar routine.
The chalk flies and I smile,
As I stick my double back.
The lonely beams
Seem to be smiling
And saying, "Leap on up!"
On it's back, I warm up my skills
And...
05/13/2008 | 51 Hits | 3 comments |  (2 votes) | Read more...
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Poetry
All Along
My heart well fuck it, it has morphed into rock
All this input of negative energy, I can't stop
All along we have always been divided
I will kill every single thing, it's what i've decided
For your own safety advise extreme caution
My head, filled with violence from all this exhaustion
Yes, I'm still scurrying around
Follow...
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Poetry
co·ma1 /ˈkoʊ mə/:
a state of prolonged unconsciousness
You’re disconnected
You’re in reality, but not of it
Imagine a dark room
In midst of a war
You know that it's happening
But the outcome is unpredictable
And the events are unknown
You know what preceded
And only hope the afterma...
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Poetry
I can lift an entire universe and place it upon my
shoulders.
Chew incessantly without disintegrating my molars.
My skin is not silken, it is really rather coarse.
And my hair could only be compared to that of a sprinting horse.
... Do you love me still?
The curves on my body are uncivilized, not fastened tight to
the bone.
If I were to wrap my lips around yours, you'd savor a stream
of liquefied chrome.
These spider leg-e...
05/13/2008 | 84 Hits | 5 comments | (3 votes) | Read more...
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