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She Dies A Little More

Slowly
Ever so slowly
She dies a little more inside

Her dreams
What she hoped
To achieve wastes away

Never
Becoming the
Reality she wishes

Love
Lost and now
Forgotten beneath white ashes

Curiosity
Destroyed
Burned to cinders

Happiness
A fading hope
In a never ending nightmare

Anger
The hot embers
Are the only thing she has now

poem by Autumn Winds
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A Song Of Spring

The Spring comes slowly up this way,
Slowly, slowly,
Under a snood of hodden grey.

The black and white for her array,
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.

Where is her green that was so gay?
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.

Unto a world too sick for May,
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.

Where are the lads that used to play?
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.

She has no heart for holiday,
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.

The trees are out in Heaven they say.
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up our way.

poem by Katharine Tynan
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Insanity (2)

sanity
slowly escaping me,
i'm trapped in my head,
i try to escape my mind
running thoughts in circles.
insanity is creeping upon me,
doubt running wild.
wind whispers something
i try to listen,
but the difficulty is
stabbing at my mind as
i slowly lose it.
my consciousness fading away,
my mind lost in time,
everything's ending,
slowly ending,
all is one and one is all,
never again to be found.

poem by Randy Briggs
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Sorrow

HAPPY it was a word
I often thought of.
A sensation
I very seldom knew.
MUSIC a comfort and a friend
perhaps the only one.
I truly ever knew.
I sometimes thought it would be
will I ever know?
Yet unsatisfying,
barely fulfilling, still
it helps me on the road.

Life slowly slipping through my fingers
my eyes are filled with sand.
Work a never-ending nightmare
it fills me with unease.
I would rather die
neath the gentle quiet breeze.

Peace I seek it on the mountain
I find it in a shower.
In the stillborn moonlight
I slowly pass the hour.
One less lonely person
does the credit meet the cost
of that never ending nightmare
of that first real lousy boss.
Of a dream that turned to ashes
in the wind so quickly lost?

Life is but a busy subway
that the frail cannot cross.
And in the gutter we can find them
those that tossed the dice and lost.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Dreamz

what is a dream if you cant achieve it
what is a dream if you dont believe it
i want my dreams to all come true
i want my dreams to be shared with you
a dream is a place of magical things
a dream is a place where bluebirds sing
all our dreams we are longing for
a dream of you that i adore
why is dreams all filled with joy
when after a dream it is destroyed
why is dreams of something we cant have
when we dream of the things we once had
dreams come with so many meanings
happy and sad so many feelings
so why do we dream if it hurts inside
when we watch our dreams all fade and die
if i was a dream id fly away
id dream of happiness and make it stay
what is a dream with no ending
why do dreams start descending
what is a dream that aint complete
why are dreams so discreet
dreams are full of many things
dreams are full of true feelings
believe in dreams and youll succeed
believe in dreams yes i do indeed

poem by Mitchell Nott
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At Night

Summer is not quite fulfilled
until a campfire night
Though my hair is filled with
ashes and smoke
and quite a nasty smell.
I wonder how my fire’s doing
I left it all alone
The embers’ heat were fading
into ashes like my soul.
My heart once beat a lovely tune
‘Love’ it sang and played.
But reality has struck me hard
and I do not feel the same.

poem by D.M.L. Catseye
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The Morning Light Is Here

THE MORNING LIGHT IS HERE

The morning light is here
Hope is here
I try to think and to write
Slowly slowly
A few words come.

What have I done with my life?
What will I do with this day?

When will the real poems return to me
Have they forever gone away?

The light is blue and white
The day is here
The fear so deep deep in me
Is slowly fading –

God, if You do not move me now
Will I remain a loser forever?

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Ashes

(lonnie wilson/chris waters/charlotte wilson)
Ashes
Hes nothing but ashes
No feelings have lasted
No love remains
Ashes
Thats all that our past is
Hes nothing but ashes
From a cold old flame
I saw your face when
He waltzed in here
But those old embers
Havent burned for years
The light thats shining
In my eyes
Is for the one that
Im with tonight
Ashes
Hes nothing but ashes
No feelings have lasted
No love remains
Ashes
Thats all that our past is
Hes nothing but ashes
From a cold old flame
No I dont blame you
For having some doubts
But when he left me
That fire burned out
So dont be thinking
Theres still a spark
cause he could never
Tear us apart
Ashes
Hes nothing but ashes
No feelings have lasted
No love remains
Ashes
Thats all that our past is
Hes nothing but ashes
From a cold old flame
Hes nothing but ashes
From a cold old flame
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song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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Dreams Always Come True

slowly, slowly, always
slowly seeds do grow
to become flowers and
caterpillars too
become butterflies

the flowers know all these
and so they keep on blooming
not losing hope for every winter
spring is always not far behind

i also know this and by heart
my love, i am telling you
our dreams will always come true
we only have to wait
we only have to keep the faith.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Black and White

Black and White By Dilantha Gunawardana

A story in black and white

Black and white;
Black in white; perhaps black on white;
White embedded in black;
Black around white, sprinkle or a speckle even a trickle;
Shadows on the porch on an eerie white night;
A piano keyboard, intertwined in ebony and white;
A checker or a droughts board or lofty chess pieces;
Black stallions and white mares;
All galloping in the pursuit of unending happiness;
A flow of nimbus with a speckle of cumulus;
Showers of blessings, black rain and even snow and hale;
The smog that kisses the snow flake clouds;
Chimneys and embers inside snowy winter bungalows;
We begin in ashes, black residual ashes;
Connected to a white umbilical cord;
We are born white, virgins in every sphere of life;
Then we learn of the agony of the ebony;
Even the bright light of white, even white water that softens our stance;
Criss-cross, diagonal, straight or in jumps in the many paths of life;
Life, a game of chess, as we sprinkle our lives with black and white;
And in the end, we are left with nothing but black and white;
A powdered white peau against the back dropp of a charcoal black suit
In an ebony coffin, with white shimmering handles
Then we burn in to ashes, residual embers
Ashes to ashes, powder of our existence
Black and white;
Our true essence of life.

poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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Field Of Joy

let's wander slowly through the fields
slowly slowly through the fields
i touch the leaves that touch the sky
just you and i through fields of joy
all trouble slowly fades away
slowly slowly fades away
i hold your hand inside my hand
across the land through fields of joy
the sound of music that we hear
the blend of colors throug the air
all cities, mountains disappear from view
all truth and beauty near to me and you
with you through the fields
with you through the fields
with you through the fields
the fields of joy
let's wander slowly through the fields
slowly slowly through the fields
i know our love will never die
just you and i
through fields of joy
through fields of joy

song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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Gothic poetry Volume II; , Gothic romance shall be put away by death

Gothic romance shall be put away by death

I give my heart beneath my dead soul of heart
A loved dyeing my heart stops biting
Feelings of love has lost filled with sore of sorrow
Heat of the heart become so numb filled with sore once more
When feelings dies to death shall be a part into a divides hearts

One romance of love is a fatal of feeling appearing
Dies slowly as it lost of morning his loved
A pale face that frozen very much of cold
Beneath the fresh skin that once wasn’t frozen
A pealing skin once a beautiful gothic princesses
A written words “I shall dies with “my loved & my prince
Which I lost has dies cut with a love which

A slash with blood pouring a pound her bed
Where she laid a silent slept at the top of her dead bed
Yet she dies hours ago when her prince has dies long ago
A funeral for one a gothic lost her heart
Broth to two graves where the lover bury with
A peach of loved beneath the grave of death

poem by Putri Misnia Shary Bahri
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Rainbow wishes

Rainbow wishes

Have you seen high up there in the very dark sky
Shining through stormy drops of heavy rain
Appearing like a colored stream
A rainbow inviting our imagination
To make us wish wishes full of dreams

Looking up there into the very dark sky
Seems as wonders could take place
Where does the rainbow come from
To make us wish wishes full of hope

Blinded by lightning up in the very dark sky
Us humble humans take shelter
Measuring tremendous strength of nature
To make us wish wishes full of caring

Astonished eyes search the very dark sky
Wondering why such beauty from above
Touches lightly our beloved earth
To make us wish wishes full of love

Watching slowly the incredible shades
Now definitively fading far away
As the rainbow disappears into cloudy sky
To make us wish wishes for a good earthly life

(2008, Switzerland)

poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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Plea

I am slowly fading,
Resuscitate my
Kindle my heart,
Devour my head,
Bewitch my mind,
Possess my dreams,
Give me strength,
Simplify my reality,
On my knees,
Oh! My love,
This last time.

poem by Isunge Mwangase
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Anger Is One Letter Short Of Danger

Anger is fire
It burns the soul
Anger is deep sea
Drowns one to death
Anger is a storm
Blows one
Out of the world
Anger is demon
Overpowers the mind
Anger is a virus
Slowly kills a person
Anger is evil
Brings one closer to hell
Anger is madness
Makes one suffer
Anger is an enemy
Destroys one slowly
Turns friendship
Into enmity
Always remember
Anger is
One letter short of
Danger
It takes its toll
Does not spare
A single soul

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Lil Nightmare (i Hope)

i saw you and her standing there
now watch me as i disppear
fadin away into the night
disappearing outta sight
but i want be gone, cuz it will seem
i'm haunting you inside your dreams
i'll be in all your thoughts
makin sure your mind is lost
and you'll never get rid of me
cuz i'll never be just another memory

chorus:
i hope that your afraid to sleep
and when you sleepin you think of me
i hope my memory is inside your dreams
so sleep tight baby
i hope she knows just how you are
and that ya'll relationship not gonna make it far
because i'm gonna always be there
i'm gonna be your lil nightmare

so sleep tight
dont worry about the bumps in the night
its just me sneaking inside your head
when your going to bed
you may try to earse me
but you'll never replace me
you can try to forget me
but i'll never be just another memory

chorus again 2x's

i'll be your lil nightmare
oh baby your gonna care
how you did me wrong
how you did me wrong
im gonna be your nightmare
oh your gonna care
about your lil nightmare

(at the end laugh and say sleep tight baby sleep tight) .

poem by Tanesha Davenport
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Anger's Damage

Anger wastes the day as bitterness throws it away.
These evils join forces to betray and decay.

A sunrise dies each time anger and rancor prevail.
Negativism sinks happiness before it can set sail.
Saddest of all is that minutia and inconsequence
Triumph each day left battered and tense.

“I’m sorry.” “I love you.” “Let me listen.”
Destroy anger and bitterness, making the day glisten.
Kindness is the way to keep relationships fresh and new
During a life where the days are so very, very few.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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Is Hope Of

A word perhaps to me is hope
and hope you used to use a lot.
Without perhaps it being hope for naught.
A lot of hope about the things you are,
and you are all the things I hoped about.
You of hope at night the moon the light I write about.
And you write about the thoughts of hope,
and make them come to pass and write of that.
Ardently your mouth of hope, not going over there.
You who are without to be and I am crossing over.
Green bushes hold within my hope, blue open flowers.
Afterwards through fog or loam a stream flows slowly after.
I saw so bright the torch of hope from here to there beside us.
So there are we.
And are we there, for loving it sits about us.
Me I simply am, you and I, comes hope a certain thing.

poem by Is It Poetry
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I Am Wine

I am wine for you to drink and extract pleasure, just slowly,
So that alcohol is consumed to deter, just slowly.

When the substance floats away and crumbles beneath the skin of the Earth,
A plant has been contained in our hands, the hand is the detector, just slowly.

Living is loved for its juices, the very amount is not worth knowing,
Like the speed of the Earth’s orbit, the detester, just slowly.

May life begin again for the best outcome and this love,
The world is cooked with it, and living is a detailer, just slowly.

Loneliness is the solution to the problems of Love,
May the alcohol burn to exist in a flood, Love is a member, just slowly.

May life enchant the believer and the careless water,
May Loving Men and Women see my wine, and me as mediator, just slowly.

poem by Naveed Akram
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One Question One Answer

What is happiness?
Is it a feeling
And if so does it have purpose
Does it have meaning
If you do not have happiness
this feeling
How does one find it
How do you find an emotion, a feeling
is it at a certain destination,
Do you have a map
Now is happiness classified under emotion
if so is it fleeting
passing through your body like tears from crying
anger, sadness
All of which no one wishes to hold in their possesion
Is happiness a tangible jewel a present
We all wish to be happy in some way
You cant look for happiness you cant question its glory
Life wasnt scripted like a musical play
We know where there are tears and no anger or sadnesss
then those are tears of joy
Happiness
We know when we can breath and exhale the weight in our chest and dispel the anger and sorrow
You can smile and breath let go of the pain
In that is happiness that gives hope for tomorrow
Each day hard with trials that can be overcome
That cannot overtake you dont give them room too
Deal with each of them one by one
Everyone can hold, feel, find or achieve this emotion called happiness
only by knowing that life would not be life
without tears, sorrow, pain, or anger
The point is not to wallow in them but wade
Until eventually the tide descends and your making knew footprints
feeling happier

poem by Ntozake Stringfield
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A Sad Life..

she sleeps,
she wakes,
she eats,
she cries,
this is a sad little story,
of a sad little life,
she hopes,
she dreams,
she wishes,
she wants,
but the sad part is,
nothing happens.
she needs,
she feels,
she smiles,
she lies,
and suddenly she slowly dies...

poem by Hayley Eastman
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