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Poems
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I love Writing. These are some of the poems I am willing
to let out on the site. They all have been copywrited and used in publications before.
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The Huanting of a Soul
No one loves me, I am all alone. In the darkness, solitude.
Subsided, no light. The hatred resumes inside.
Life should tragically end. And
a sound of foot steps, a wisper. But no , No one is here. Last breath, close your eyes, sleep eternal.
Gasp your last breath, peaceful blackness enwraps you.
A long rest well deserved. Haunting images.
Scream, cry out in terror. Will
it ever end, or always will I be alone.
Forgotten
I sit by the shrine, my tears stinging, eyes blurred. Unbelievable. My heart shrinks,
like a snail in its shell. Set walls around a boundary. Boundaries that I know if I break will ruin me., The shrine so old,
that when I put my hand to the gods face, dust covers me & the crack enlarges. As quick as I touched it I realized my
mistake as take my hand away I see the crack enlarge under the subsequent weight. The little light in the shrine comes from
a single candle, set at the bottom of my feet. As I knelt down memorized by the flame, dancing between the cool rushes of
air & inside I felt just that way, pushed aside and forgotten, struggling to keep alive, and all the while knowing I would
be blown out. As I stood I looked at the blank eyes of the god, that stood so alone, forgotten and covered with dirt. A sudden
cold rush of air sent me spinning and the feeling of falling was evident, and the shrine seemed to shriek with laughter. Then
all went black.
Vampire
Crazed beautyAll insults
Cant take the vanity
All I want is death!
Prick your finger on a throne,
red blood to match your tears.
Lay a rose on the grave,
with words forgiven on your lips.
And the words forgotten on the stone.
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'written for tpc'
For a Goddess
A bueatiful face,
stone like the hardest of ivory,
eyes like to wanning moons,
and her lips, like the palest of roses,
and as i gazed apon her bueaty,
i wished for only one kiss,
for it alone could set the blaze of hades to its uneasy slumber.
Understand
I cant handle the world around me
Things
are crowded where I stand
Close my eyes Ill still feel whats around me
Dont think you even understood me
Things
seem to be going insane
Not sure how long I kept believing
People lie, cheat, steal and you think your always thier
You
never understood it
My thoughts are forgien to even myself
Trying to keep sane is a joke
People look at me and
think im going crazy
Dont need other peoples understanding
I dont need to tell you how i feel
Dont need to hear
your lies, Saying you know how it is
I just want what I am
Just give up youll never understand
The person who I worte this about knows who she
is.
Untitled
I can
hear the fear in her screams.
The violence in the slaps. The sound of it, crashing upon her bare flesh
She dare not run she dare not flee. He will
find her, he will not give up
Obsession over willed.
You can hear it in him, he violence is his way.
I am scared, I am not family, only a friend, and I am
scared.
Wicked prevails, all I see is pain.
A slave in her own skin, captive to his desire,
like a crazed man and his poverty to alcohol.
And I cry, will this madness ever end.
Sexual Goddess
(Revised)
A bueatiful face,
Eyes like to wanning moons,
and her lips, color of the palest of rose, soft to touch
and as I gazed apon her bueaty,
Skin like stone made of the hardest ivory,
Searching for words, Searching for her touch
one kiss to her breast,
Another to her hand.
Lust fills her and she rises,
Kissing me crazed fevorishly.
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