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Montecristo

Hello my lover in Montecristo,
Your blue eyes have woken me up from my sleep;
And like liquid to liquid!
But do not delay because the sky is now very dark.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Liquid Depression (2)

Liquid Depression
A state of agitated depression
Now facing the liquid depression
Like a closed session
Needing medical attention
Making my agitated confession
Liquid depression my obsession
Liquid depression my only material possession
Years of oppression before the recession
See the expression of my depression
Liquid depression leaving a facial impression
At it's own discretion
Like a rapper at a rap session
And a singer in a jam session
Or a poet at the blog talk radio session
You can't forget the internal impression
The repossession of my liquid depression
It's a new life I'm now facing without question

poem by Frankie Stamey
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Liquid Sunlight

fire shines through my liquid sunlight
thoughts of those I love hurt my head
and with another gulp I'll wash them
down to stop them spinning me around
I smell the scent of your bitterness so sweet
caress your body, caressing my need
the colours of gold that you show me
bleed into seas I never see when you leave me in
liquid sunlight...
timeless I walk on a tight rope
timeless I'd fall timeless I hope
senseless my wonders and liquid is my dope
but sense is no wonder so sunlights my hope
so shine on with me you crazy diamond
you cover what's real cause you are my friend
we'll stagger outside, are we on a, are we on a flight?
my liquid sunlight shining inside
liquid sunlight...
don't ask me why I'm flying so high man
don't ask me why I'm living a lie
ask me where and why am I laying
under the sun as the night is aside
liquid sunlight

song performed by by H-BlockX
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Time Ebbs Liquid

watch rain fall
time ebbs liquid
liquid sunshine

kisses blesses
earth embraced
whispers new growth

green liquid waves
roll across landscapes
sprout vibrant fresh

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Ill Be Yours

Ill be your water bathing you clean
The liquid piece
Ill be your ether youll breathe me in
You wont release
Well Ive seen you suffer, Ive seen you cry the whole night through
So Ill be your water bathing you clean
Liquid blue
Ill be your father, Ill be your mother,
Ill be your lover, Ill be yours x2
Ill be your liqour bathing your soul
Juice thats pure
And Ill be your anchor youll never leave
Shores that cure
Well Ive seen you suffer, Ive seen you cry for days and days
So Ill be your liqour demons will drown
And float away
Ill be your father, Ill be your mother,
Ill be your lover, Ill be yours x3
Yours...

song performed by by Placebo
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Liquid Sky

I aint no romeo. Im just the man for you.
Holding out as secrets travel, they kind of get to you.
Everybody says that it couldve been something.
Never was a smart kid, never knew a good thing.
Always hearing voices swim ... in your liquid sky.
Liquid sky ... always hearing voices, like no more choices in disguise.
I aint no sacred idol or a saint pretending.
Ill build you up. Ill tear you down. turn you wrong side in.
What am I afraid of? everyones listening.
Standing on my soapbox, lost the beginning.
Always hearing voices ... swim ... in your liquid sky.
Liquid sky ... Im always hearing voices, like no more choices, like a lie.
Its just, its just liquid sky.
Im always hearing voices like electric shock waves in disguise.
I dont know what this means. Ill leave it for your interpretation. its just me at the edge ...
Everybody says that it could have been something.
Never was a smart kid, never knew a good thing.
Always hearing voices ... swim in your liquid sky.
Liquid sky ... Im always hearing voices, like no more choices, like a lie.
Its just, its just liquid sky. Im always hearing voices like electric shock waves in disguise.
Always hearing voices swim ...

song performed by by Queensryche
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Liquid Depression (3)

I'm no exception
I'm owned by the liquid depression
Most people don't know

When I played my part
I couldn't depart
Broken hearted

That's when I started
Down the wrong path
I headed and never dreaded

The liquid depression
That kept me sane in this game
I would drink Jack until

I couldn't remember my name
I know it may drive me insane
Before I'm through playing this game

The liquid depression is like a thirst quencher for my soul
You know the memories I have to control
Liquid depression is my only hope for peace within

I can't control the thirst in my soul or the sin
I know it's a game I just can't win
Remembering liquid depression while

Writing prose poems in free verse
Now give me a few minutes to rehearse
Before I come up with another verse

poem by Frankie Stamey
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In the chain of being

Me and you
Breathing
In the chain of being

Being recharged under the rainbow
Burying its blue
In the blue liquid of the sea

Which is in fact a big mirror
Reflecting our images backwards
Left to right
(They never reverse left and right)

When our thoughts nervously break down
(They are still alive)
Especially when they become so blue
In the salty liquid of tears
They slowly start to become blue-green algae
In the salty liquid of sea

Our feelings
Are scissored by words
Until they become evidences

And our dreams
Are shackled by old chains
Of the same hate

Our wounds still bleed
In the shell of soul

You choose an angle of light
Created by the moon
To slowly step
From past to present
And back again.

I see your blue uncertainties

We drink water
From the melted ice
Of the moon

I still want to do
Something incredible
That can make me happy.
However,
I don't know any longer
What exactly I want to do
Anyway,
There's already nothing we can do
Anymore

Baby,
It's really nothing
We can do

But we can try
To understand
Who we really are

You and me
Chained in the same being
Near the blue of the rainbow

Waiting
The last sandcastle to
Irreversibly
Collapse

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poem by Marieta Maglas
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Liquid Depression (4)

Liquid depression how shall I compare thee
With the demons deep within my soul
You are not the only demon there,
I've many more, that you could not know

Though you share the same body and soul
It is my mind that you alone control
Liquid depression is only a materialistic possession
Other demons exist in the darkness

I have lost all control and I dare not to entertain
Obssessions with my soul, lost or not
I must keep them in the dark
Not force them to be seen

I am not all I appear to be
Sinner I was born, sinner I'll be
Demons keep me afraid
Can't you see, liquid depression

Keeps me free from the demons within,
That you cannot see and I cannot make flee

poem by Frankie Stamey
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Glow

Glow,
Take out this foreign heart,
Wash oof the sand that seeps out through my eyes,
Ive still sleep in my eyes.
Cold,
Colds how we felt so long,
Accuse me of crying and speaking of lies.
Ive still sleep in my eyes,
Ive still sleep in my eyes,
Glow like a lover.
Out,
Out is the winter pale,
Gold rising june in the blue of my eye,
Ive still sleep in my eyes.
Glow, this is my family,
Send for the soul you can soon realise.
Ive still sleep in my eyes,
Ive still sleep in my eyes,
Glow like a lover.

song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Ah, the Pleasure

Ah, the pleasure to sleep with your lover,
to feel body warmth,
soft gently breath of contented sleep,
comfort in a space shared,
an arm gently over your body,
a movement in sleep which leads to a cuddle or embrace,
perhaps even a sleepy kiss and to sleep again with your lover,
to know so much pleasure in time not concious to the woken mind,
to touch and feel safe,
to gently waken after sleeping with your lover,
Ah, the pleasure to sleep with your lover..............

This was my thoughts after a shared wonderful weekend with my lover.

poem by Linda Dyer
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Glow (12")

Glow,
take out this foreign heart,
wash oof the sand that seeps out through my eyes,
I've still sleep in my eyes.
Cold,
cold's how we felt so long,
accuse me of crying and speaking of lies.
I've still sleep in my eyes,
I've still sleep in my eyes,
glow like a lover.
Out,
out is the winter pale,
gold rising June in the blue of my eye,
I've still sleep in my eyes.
Glow, this is my family,
send for the soul you can soon realise.
I've still sleep in my eyes,
I've still sleep in my eyes,
glow like a lover.

song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Blood-Thirst

Not many people enter the contentment,
A reader of stories creates a dismal fact
Because he or she desires the bringing of facts.
In the broad bold night of the days we extend
Is a party of vampires and their victims;
Empower them to express their blood-thirst
So their realities are recognised and met
By the blood of our fathers,
The blood of our victims.
Find and seek the whole book created by us,
We freely ingest the liquid of love and hate,
The blood of blue and red,
Our blue blood is red, our blood is bled
Like a bloody liquid of the night.

poem by Naveed Akram
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1979

I bleed liquid gold and slur speech in a cryptic code
my feet slipping on this twisted road
only the mystic knows the lone figure in the distance
no bigger than the sum of his enscriptions
or the extent of his conviction
I'll sip vitamin enriched liquid diction
and digest fiction for culture

song performed by by Jehst from High Plains Drifter EP
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Lady At A Mirror

As in sleeping-drink spices
softly she loosens in the liquid-clear
mirror her fatigued demeanor;
and she puts her smile deep inside.

And she waits while the liquid
rises from it; then she pours her hair
into the mirror, and, lifting one
wondrous shoulder from the evening gown,

she drinks quietly from her image. She drinks
what a lover would drink feeling dazed,
searching it, full of mistrust; and she only

beckons to her maid when at the bottom
of her mirror she finds candles, wardrobes,
and the cloudy dregs of a late hour.

Translated by Edward Snow

poem by Rainer Maria Rilke
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Dark Fate

The metallic taste still lingers in my mouth
the dark crimson liquid stains my lips
the little i have the more i want
as i look into your eyes that are dark endless pits
i see a slight smile on your face
you slowly whisper in my ear
'togather we are one, we are immortal'
i look down to see what i have done
your wrisit is now darkly coloured in the crimson colour
this is our dark fate, now and forever
we are one, togather and always..

poem by Pointless Sixx
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My Dark Room

Time has ended so I lay
The end to a very painful day
I lay silent with nothing to say
Here in my dark room

With eyes open I can hardly see
Staring at the ceiling thinking of me
Wondering in the future what I will be
Here in my dark room

Will I still have my dark room
The place where there is peace
Or will I feel deceased
In a new dark room

But maybe when the night turns to shine
I won’t feel so but feel fine
Until night when I come back and whine
Here is my dark room

Now it is late I can’t see no more
My arm falls and drops to the floor
The liquid dreams in my head start to pour
Here is my dark room

poem by Paul Celano
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Cups

Bubble girl you feel like a movie
Bubble blow a bit faster
Liquid
Bubble fish take fast now
Faster
Bubble fast slow down
The slope
Blue blue
Blue blue
Little girl
You chew girl lie on to you?
Bubble blow
Bit faster
Bit faster christian
Bubble fast slow down
Big slow ?
A bit faster
Everythings good
Dreams of me
To liquid
Dream salty?
Dream of something quick
Deep slice to sometime into my hand
False alarm
Fools imagine into slow black
Slow slow fence
Sneak up light across the horizon
Sneak up last night in moonlight
Party grasses over the ocean
I love to write
Bubble blow you comeback
You slow down
Another blow
Big faster
Big faster
Bubble fish take fast now
Faster
{ba ding ba ding and ba ding}
Drip slowdown

song performed by by Underworld
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Liquid Depression(1)

I remember those days
Walking around in a haze
Not knowing coming or going
Parties here and parties there all in fun
Then one day the depression begun
Drinking just to get by
Not knowing why
Sometimes I cry
Telling lies to hide the truth
From my own self for sure
Everyone else could see
They all knew it wasn't me
Something just wasn't right
Liquid depression in plain sight
Taking control
Drowning memories day and night
Couldn't stop try as I might
Then one day right out of the blue
I saw the light
She was already gone
Left this town
So a new love I found
The old memories no longer hung around
With no more memories to drown
I laid the bottle down
Freed my mind of liquid depression
Became a new man
No depression of anykind
Could you find in my mind

poem by Frankie Stamey
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This Morning In The Southwest Balcony

the first rays of the sun
penetrated into the house
bright and pointed
from the eastern door
untouched by the sun
we sat on the other end
in the southwest balcony
quietly over a cup of tea
the savoring warm liquid
causing the insides cuddle
tickling the chillness out
above us the sky began to
assume its exclusive azure
filling the winter precincts
and feasting the heavy eyes
i lifted the sleepy lashes to
absorb the blue and it’s then
i saw you transforming
into the blue sky…

my winged mind
floated like a joyous
cloud against the
blue back drop

05nov2009
06.54hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Evening. To Harriet

O thou bright Sun! beneath the dark blue line
Of western distance that sublime descendest,
And, gleaming lovelier as thy beams decline,
Thy million hues to every vapour lendest,
And, over cobweb lawn and grove and stream
Sheddest the liquid magic of thy light,
Till calm Earth, with the parting splendour bright,
Shows like the vision of a beauteous dream;
What gazer now with astronomic eye
Could coldly count the spots within thy sphere?
Such were thy lover, Harriet, could he fly
The thoughts of all that makes his passion dear,
And, turning senseless from thy warm caress,--
Pick flaws in our close-woven happiness.

poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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