The Leaving
Blackness of 'death'
Has tried to conquer
My inner soul
Slipping on the last hour
As looking into the failing
Dirty rays of fainting
Sunsets light
The tides of blacknes
Washing my inner soul
Always pretending
To be my close friend
The dreams I had
Offering the most comfort
Are the ones of dieing
Cruel teasing me
Leading me there
Leaving me there
The things I need
Have Left me....
In the deepest ground
Crying one last tear
Knowing I had lost
In the forgotten land
Called darkness.
poem by Howard Johnson
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My Hungry Soul
Spilling heartfelt emotions upon the page quells my pain,
I wander lost and alone in a barren emotionless land,
Consumed by a desperate hunger for love and affection,
My hunger not purely to dine upon the pleasures of the flesh,
But the intoxicating serenity of my hungry soul's emotions,
I crave that spellbinding look between two star crossed lovers,
When two hearts touch and the light of love shines,
To feel that sublime euphoria washing over my soul again,
I yearn that feeling once more, I need it to feel truly alive,
Like a stranded soul seeking out an oasis in the desert,
I'm lost in the darkness wandering a land of bleak shadows,
The pin holes in night's curtain my only glimmer of light,
In my darkest hour... Shall I ever again bathe in loves warming rays?
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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The Lost Love
O my lost love return to your place
Take over me and replace your self in this empty space
In me is only human, we learn from our mistakes
The flame is no longer burning
I'm weak, crying at night while my heart is turning
Let our hearts and soul entwine the way fate made it long ago
Fate is just cruel, It broke us apart from inside and out
From head to toe
The tears are washing away my inside
My heart and spirit are turning into ashes
They are being washed away by the oncoming tides
O give me life my love
Don’t be my lost love
Light
It dazzles in a clear night
Made clearer still
By artificial rays
Making a path to guide us home
It is a beacon
A bright halo of hope
A candle of warmth and sentiment
It makes love sound heavenly
Makes our journey safe and full
As if it were a divine hand resting on our shoulders
Without it
The stars would dim and fade out
The sky fill with darkness
The lamp would retreat
Into formlessness
The sky would be lost to the darkness
There would be no sun
No moon
The soul would close up and die
Even noise or speech or sound
Would be senseless
detached and barren
All things living sleeping
Light
In the beginning there was light
All living things followed
And these were only the signs leading homewards
yvette smith april 09
poem by Yvette Smith
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God Rest His Soul
A man lay dieing in the streets
A thousend people fell down on their knees
Any other day he would have been.....
Preaching
Reaching all the people there
Oh lord lord
But lord knows I cant change what I saw
I say God rest his soul
The memphis battelground was red
Cause blood came pouring from his head
Women and children fallin down.....
Crying
For the man they loved so well
Oh lord lord
But lord knows I cant change what I saw
I say God rest his soul
(I breake here)
Solo
But lord knows I cant change what I saw
I say God rest his soul
The morning sun will rise again
With all the passions growing thin
What we gonna do when war is come.. and wer
Dieing
Dieing for the cause I know
(yeah but)
But lord knows I cant change what I saw
Say God rest his soul
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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Death of Dreams
It’s simple
It’s sad
It’s images I can’t shake
The death of dreams seems so real
So close
It’s cruel
It’s terrible
It’s killing off hope
The death of dreams is real
It’s here
It’s pain
It’s misery
It’s ruining all that has ever been good
The death of dreams fills me up
It’s my own death
It’s horror
It’s tears
It’s the final stab in an already shattered heart
The death of dreams may be gone
But still, it has my soul
poem by Fae Sebastian
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Something Never There
I'm lying in this pool of dark,
I'm crying out despair,
I'm mourning for what I have not lost,
For something never there,
I watched you from a distance,
And hope flared within my chest,
But then I heard,
And then I knew,
Then the black took my hand,
From the light came darkness,
And from the hope despair,
For my love has killed me,
And caused my blood to spill,
Led my soul into damnation,
Been my bodies end,
I hope that in my final stand,
My soul has been set free,
Free from a hollow cage,
Bound in chains of tainted love,
I'm hoping now it's ended,
Hoping dark will turn to light,
But I'm lying in this pool of dark,
Crying out despair,
Mourning what I have not lost,
And what was never there,
Hoping light will come,
BUt knowing,
Knowing light will never shine,
On such a sullied heart,
And in my final stand,
I took my leave,
My life.
poem by Holly Heron
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Heart Of The Country
A candle burns in the
Heart of the country
The flame fades though
I see to it sadly
It takes me further away
Than I have ever been
I wait and the darkness comes
I pray for my only one
And I wonder if you ever
Will see this land again
We took this land
And we brought it goodness
It's taken everything
And left only emptiness
I am not broken
Although I have the seeds in me
I wait and the darkness comes
I pray for my only one
And I wonder if you ever
Will see this land again
I hide my face against the sun
I hide my fear from everyone
But I've had enough of secrets
They're all lies we're scared to tell
I just need someone to be with
I just need to say you fell
There's nothing out here
But me and a whisper
And now it's failing
I won't even listen
I watch the fall and it's
Time that I was leaving too
I wait and the darkness comes
I pray for my only one
And I wonder if you ever
Will see this land again
I wait and the darkness comes
I pray for my only one
And I wonder if you ever
Will see this land again
I wait and the darkness comes
I pray for my only one
And I wonder if you ever
Will see this land again
I wait and the darkness comes
I pray for my only one
And I wonder if you ever
Will see this land again
song performed by by Anni Frid Lyngstad from Shine
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Storm Of Your Mind.
storm clouds eternal starvation of your soul your mind wanders around and around sunrises and sunsets darkness rules your sight the heart doesnt beat as soft or gentle as it once did your heart fills blackness in the pit of your stomach hatred rises in the back of mind what to do where to go you have no answers more fucking questions you have no clue why deep deep down in the crevices of your soul your inner anger forms like a volcanoe waiting to erupt you feel desolate like being stuck on pluto lost and alone cold and dead inside winds blow hard against gone away gone from here dead dead last last in your heart last in anyones mind all back of the fucking bus where the cool people sit what now? and what next a dark flame forms burning away everything and anything that you ever held near and dear storm clouds dark and dreary rain drops falling hard on you the path you once knew forgotten to all including yourself mad and angry as you are you see time ticking away to a future of whatever you'll never know until you take those first few crucial steps and cross that bridge of hope over the deepest river and know that even if all seems lost somewhere along the way goodness can happen to you for all you can do is believe until such a time comes for you.
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Early Works - Epitaph For A Friend
Gathering of blackness
cower the lost to the final reunion.
The gates enfold of sadness
for a lost friend.
Hear the mighty trumpets blow
its last cord of silence
before the clouded darkness
surround the black.
Through the years that were short
compared with the final infinity
there were joys
beyond the reaches known
and sadness to whom know have gone.
Home was just a bed
where freedom died,
though our course wasn’t straight,
neither was it crooked,
but friends we stayed
through thick and thin.
Now before another sunrise
another soul wings its way high
to the paradise of heaven
where tranquillity rules all
and memories are lost.
People though just mortal
cry for the departed,
but do the departed want us to cry.
Boundaries are crossed without a tear everyday
so why not in our hour of grief.
So into the final road you’ve entered,
into the most final thing
and here to you
an epitaph to a friend.
Date unknown.
poem by David Harris
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Persian Sword
With sword I've slain
In the realm of dreams
You have tried to inject your venom
Through snakes guns and knives
Each time I've slain you
Still you creep from the darkness of your soul
And come back for more
I've tried to win you over
In so many ways
Still you're green with jealousy
Pretending to be a friend
In the realm of dreams
Your wicked smile resembles
That of the snake slithering
Through the window
I've slain you then
I can it again
You must have realized by now
Your poisonous bite
Guns and knives
And with your coiled squeeze
That I do not fear you
I am much stronger than I've ever been
Whatever light I saw inside you
Was overpowered by the darkness
Of your soul
So with my Persian sword
I will behead you
Until you return no more
RM
03: 05: 12
poem by Persian Khushi
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A True Mom
From childhood memories of band aids and skinned knees,
To those of losing myself to another world,
You were always there for me.
You were the mother in my heart,
The one who tucked me in bed at night, and the one who listened to my tears.
You held my hand when we crossed the street, and when
I crossed that bridge from sanity to unreality.
At that moment when I began to lose myself-
You stood before me with open arms.
In my make believe world, I was a little girl at twenty one-
This nobody understood, but you showered me with your love-
The mother of my dreams- you were not make believe.
I would give you dandelion stems, their thistles gone, or
A thorny and wilted rose- and to you- they were always beautiful.
My aunt, my mother, and my sister you were
But most important, my best friend.
In those moments when I mistrusted that world
Spinning out of control, in your world, I believed.
Your house was my castle, my sanctuary, and my safe haven.
Last week you told me that you were leaving this world-
The lights are dimming as thunder claps, and with a
Gust of wind, you shall be gone…
You shall always be the mother
I carry safely inside my heart.
Day turns to night, dawn to dusk, and after the sunsets,
I am left here in the darkness wondering
Where those dandelion thistles are dancing now?
I am certain that you shall remember how beautiful
Their stem was the day I gave it to you,
My mother of my heart, soul and spirit.
When they tear your house down,
In my thoughts my palace shall forever remain.
It was there that court jesters made me laugh, and
From a little princess I grew to become a queen.
If your rays of hope and light had not
Shone upon my desperate and wounded soul,
A pauper without a place or home
In this world, I may be.
After you are gone, I know that deep inside
That your spirit shall always live on,
Bandaging my skinned knees and
Listening with close attention to my tears…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Deep in my heart
as the waves conquer, the ocean floor, and the water kisses
the river stream, the joy that lingers in my twinkling heart, makes
my whispering soul, to rejoice in your soul
you who lived with me amidst of a miserable world, wins my heart,
to go where it takes, live where it ends and conquer where i stand,
waves all the struggle that echo in a distance land, for my dream,
would never be the same
leave me not, for my life will lives only with you, believe what i see
not in every wilderness you find light, not even memories to
remember that life we live is but a dream to forget, just hold on
in my shadow for i will make you live
iam not a god nor you a little god, where every angels live, yet! the
wisdom of time, reveals the essence of life, that holding me is to live
with you, its a space between space that will make you survive to
where your life live
time as time past bye, every moment lift is our to share, it is a
parting good bye, that in darkness of the sky, the firefly illuminate
the infinite shadow of what meant to love you, leaving the pangs
of death
my heart believes the pristine breath that you give, a heart that
creates something that only you can give, a revealing you, where
everything comes into being, an incense of eternity begins
hold me close, and i will take you there, to the yell of hearts, to the
dream of reality, a joy that last forever, to the afterlife where we
begin and always trust my heart that beneath the wings, we will
pass the dawning rays of joy..... thank you and i love you
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Neophyte
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way
That looms before me, as the thundering night
Falls on the ocean: I must stop, and pray
One little prayer, and then - what bitter fight
Flames at the end beyond the darkling goal?
These are my passions that my feet must read;
This is my sword, the fervour of my soul;
This is my Will, the crown upon my head.
For see! the darkness beckons: I have gone,
Before this terrible hour, towards the gloom,
Braved the wild dragon, called the tiger on
With whirling cries of pride, sought out the tomb
Where lurking vampires battened, and my steel
Has wrought its splendour through the gates of death
My courage did not falter: now I feel
My heart beat wave-wise, and my throat catch breath
As if I choked; some horror creeps between
The spirit of my will and its desire,
Some just reluctance to the Great Unseen
That coils its nameless terrors, and its dire
Fear round my heart; a devil cold as ice
Breathes somewhere, for I feel his shudder take
My veins: some deadlier asp or cockatrice
Slimes in my senses: I am half awake,
Half automatic, as I move along
Wrapped in a cloud of blackness deep as hell,
Hearing afar some half-forgotten song
As of disruption; yet strange glories dwell
Above my head, as if a sword of light,
Rayed of the very Dawn, would strike within
The limitations of this deadly night
That folds me for the sign of death and sin -
O Light! descend! My feet move vaguely on
In this amazing darkness, in the gloom
That I can touch with trembling sense. There shone
Once, in my misty memory, in the womb
Of some unformulated thought, the flame
And smoke of mighty pillars; yet my mind
Is clouded with the horror of this same
Path of the wise men: for my soul is blind
Yet: and the foemen I have never feared
I could not see (if such should cross the way),
And therefore I am strange: my soul is seared
With desolation of the blinding day
I have come out from: yes, that fearful light
Was not the Sun: my life has been the death,
This death may be the life: my spirit sight
Knows that at last, at least. My doubtful breath
Is breathing in a nobler air; I know,
I know it in my soul, despite of this,
The clinging darkness of the Long Ago,
Cruel as death, and closer than a kiss,
This horror of great darkness. I am come
Into this darkness to attain the light:
To gain my voice I make myself as dumb:
That I may see I close my outer sight:
So, I am here. My brows are bent in prayer:
I kneel already in the Gates of Dawn;
And I am come, albeit unaware,
To the deep sanctuary: my hope is drawn
From wells profounder than the very sea.
Yea, I am come, where least I guessed it so,
Into the very Presence of the Three
That Are beyond all Gods. And now I know
What spiritual Light is drawing me
Up to its stooping splendour. In my soul
I feel the Spring, the all-devouring Dawn,
Rush with my Rising. There, beyond the goal,
The Veil is rent!
Yes: let the veil be drawn.
poem by Aleister Crowley
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When Im Over You
(words & music by milete)
When Im over you therell be darkness where my soul has been
And no light will ever shine again when Im o-over you
When youre leavin is over and theres not another tear to cry
In the silence of that last goodbye just remember, remember this
When Im over you therell be darkness where my soul has been
And no light will ever shine again when Im over, over you.
Ooh-ooh-ooh
When Im over you therell be darkness, darkness where my soul has been
And no light will ever shine again when Im over, over you.
When Im over you therell be darkness where my soul has been
And no light will ever shine again when Im over, over you.
When Im over you therell be darkness, darkness, darkness where my soul has been
And no light will ever, ever shine again when Im over you.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Love shall live...
Called from my deep dark slumber,
Beckoned from the darkness of my existance,
I step forth into brilliant sun light,
Your presense has awoken my heart and soul,
All of my fears washed away in tides of love,
Basking in the glow of soft sunlight,
I gaze upon the beauty of your form,
Knowing if I were to hurt you I would surely die,
For this silent death I do not crave,
So I shall cradle you within my wings,
And for all infinity our love shall live...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Gone Away 654
my heart has been ripped and torn a sunder shredded into a million, a billion a trillion diffrent little pieces spread across a void a darkness so dark so black so utterly void of of anything but light i wander thru alone lost and confused my mind on so many other other diffrent things other then what i was originally thinking of now im lost and by myself no other company other then me and my misery my sorrow my anger and my sadness i see nothing i use to see everything i was once someone now im no one les than nothing nothing more then the nothingness in which i was before try as i may and try as i might i dont try no more i do nothing the goodness and the greatness has left me in a place ill probably always be in the time goes on for others and others onward time ticks and tocks it beats like my heart slowly but surely sumthing of anything sum kinda wonderful my soul has filled with the deepest darkest saddest of thoughts thought of this and thoughts of that of what once was and now is nothing more i feel my very soul like a candle in the slowly and surely my candle fades away into the very winds of eternity my soul doesnt go out with a bang jus fades from light to the darkness in which i am now absorbed now and forever more gone away to a place where all ill ever know is loneliness and darkness and misery a hundred times over and over gone may it seem but always in your heart and in your thoughts id hope to be in and part of always
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Take
Take my heart,
Take my soul,
Take my smile,
Just take everything you already took from me,
You took my smile,
As I cry a mile,
You my soul,
As I am soulless,
You took my heart,
As you tore it apart,
You took away everything I had,
You left me dying on the ground,
As I lay crying,
Crying in shameless,
As I crawl in a hole never to see day light again,
You made me feel shame,
You made me blame things on myself,
You play games with my mind,
I am blind to see how much you had hurt me,
Blind to know that you didn’t love me.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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A Grey Mood
As we hurry away to the end, my friend,
Of this sad little farce called existence,
We are sure that the future will bring one thing,
And that is the grave in the distance.
And so when our lives run along all wrong,
And nothing seems real or certain,
We can comfort ourselves with the thought (or not)
Of that spectre behind the curtain.
But we haven’t much time to repine or whine,
Or to wound or jostle each other;
And the hour for us each is to-day, I say,
If we mean to assist a brother.
And there is no pleasure that earth gives birth,
But the worry it brings is double;
And all that repays for the strife of life,
Is helping some soul in trouble.
I tell you, if I could go back the track
To my life’s morning hour,
I would not set forth, seeking name or fame,
Or that poor bauble called power.
I would be like the sunlight, and live to give;
I would lend, but I would not borrow;
Nor would I be blind and complain of pain,
Forgetting the meaning of sorrow.
This world is a vaporous jest at best,
Tossed off by the gods in laughter;
And a cruel attempt at wit were it
If nothing better came after.
It is reeking with hearts that ache and break,
Which we ought to comfort and strengthen,
As we hurry away to the end, my friend,
And the shadows behind us lengthen.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Vampyres
there are things you don't know about
things that go unseen
things that chill our very soul
things that muffle our screams
there are things that hide behind us
things that feed on flesh
things that try to find you
things that don't need rest........
the night may hide
what need not be seen
forgotten by the sun
only remembered in dreams
lovely killers....
stalkers of the night
children of darkness
fearing the light.
poem by Faith Franklin
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Seeing Out The Angel
Voice leading to voices
Last song that the land sings
In colourful breathless emotional sea
Leaving us in this way
Seeing out the angel
From the shadow of a day
That stands alone and crying young
Singing fascination
For the twist in anxious days
That stand alone and crying young
See out the angels
For the rescue pools of life
That stand alone and crying young
Rescue by the first light
Receiving us with these tears
Feeling your gaze in the back of my eyes
Leaving worlds this way
In voice leading to voices
Last song that the land sings
In colourful breathless emotional sea
Leaving us this way
Seeing out the angels
Singing fascination...
Lyrics : j kerr music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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