Tea For One
So you stir your memories
Of better men.
With your silver spoon.
A bitter tea for two.
Where are they now
The perfect few.
That put me to shame.
Your strut is lame.
Crippled,
Your knights in armour.
Rippled, dreams.
Remember Karma.
You
Who pledged me your life.
Warm kisses
But much colder the knife
As you stabbed me in the back.
With your ice cube words.
Emotion's all you lack.
Within your test tube herds.
So cry.
Your act so placid.
I cannot kiss away
Your tears of acid.
Hang your head
For the lies
You whispered in my bed.
My blood dried in my veins.
When doubt, like cancer spread.
All my messages
That you ignored.
My cries of pain.
As you sat bored.
Disguarded.
Like last years fashion.
Retarded.
Your idea of passion.
That I die so slow
You will never believe.
But one moonlight glow
Will trap you and thieve
Your comfort and confidence.
Love owns the heart.
Where lust just rents.
So enjoy your tea for one.
And sit in your setting sun.
Your warmth snuffed like a candle.
Hope you eventually handle.
Your heroes, who never will call.
Alone in your empty hall.
poem by Kevin East
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Into The Bin
Your silence revealed
The blood has congealed
That ran through your veins for me.
Your kisses that came for free
I pay for
In slow agony.
The letters I've written
Since I remain smitten
Yet no words could ever win.
That battle where I died
Blood and tears finally dried
Left this spectre pale and thin.
My soul that was her twin
Was cast into the bin.
I would have crawled on my hands and knees
For that hug to beat all remedies.
Time will heal said friends of mine.
Deafened by that silent night
So sad the moon refusing to shine
I lie aching in the morning light.
Inside me, bloody and scarred
My battered heart is charred
Burned from the kiss of passion
Spurned now I'm out of fashion.
And when her new Mr Right eventually creeps in
My life in rhymes, from better times
Are filed into the bin.
poem by Kevin East
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Poor Girl
Air that she inhaled
Stabbed her heart
Ice blood running through her veins
She closed her eyes
And exhale
But her souls was empty
When the clock announced noon...
She looked at the mirror
And saw an orange jacket
Sitting on a bed of an angel
Who is he?
The tears that she had in her eyes blinded its face
A lonely heart celebrated with pains
And her tears couldn't fulfill her dreams
And her words flew with the wind
And the air that she inhaled
Stabbed her heart
Ice blood running through her veins again.
poem by Sandy Germain
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Is This The Price
Is this the price
I have to pay for love.
Remember when
We shared the sky above
We picnicked in the moonlight
The stars poured our champagne
To words of love
I'll never hear again.
The memories
That tap me on the shoulder
The lonliness
When nights are growing colder.
My empty bed
Where tears are shed
As I reach for a dream.
Your kisses fade
To misty blue
Chased by moonbeam.
Do we live there still
In a rainbow
That was born of our tears.
Or in the dawn of that wish
Of halcyon years.
Is this the price
I have to pay
For treading heaven's road
For just a day.
poem by Kevin East
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Princess
Sweet lips, petal soft, rose red
Two turtle doves, the lies you said
Sea blue eyes, caring and sharing
Coal black heart, such a strange pairing
Whispered lies, broken ties, its all the same
When can we stop playing this game?
Hands that hold but a burning love so cold
Nothing is as it seems or so I've been told
Fashion and passion both need money
So bleed the only way you can honey
You can fall in love after the ceremony
Where's my prince on his golden pony?
They said that once the rings were worn
Our fortune and fame would be born
Sweet words to a foolish princess
Shame there was no pea in this test
Gold, silver, ruby, material objects
Are the only affections I can get
You held no emotion for my life
When you promised me the world and made me your wife
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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Losing Grip
Losing grip she holds to life,
She tells herself she won't let go,
Yet here she sits holding the knife,
Moving it ever so slow.
She sits beside her bed,
Knife pressed to skin,
Knees drawn to her head,
For she knows this is a sin.
Tears fall from her eyes,
They fall against the cuts,
Until the blood begin to dry,
She doesn't like this habbit, yet she's stuck in it's rut.
Her head falls back,
As sobs break the silence of the air,
Crys pour from her thoat, yet in volume they lack.
At the back of her eyelids she stairs.
Her hair falls around her,
A warm brown shall,
Not even the touch of a hand would make her stir,
As she listens to her creators call.
Along the slits she traces,
Time after time, line after line,
Forming a pattern like lace,
The paths, the cuts, so even, so fine.
pain shows through her face,
yet she drinks this pain, it is her feast,
Along her wrist, her body, the blood does trace,
She feels the least.
in the depth of the room,
She sits with nothing, no light,
Only the shine of the moon.
She knows sha can't stop, yet it feels so right.
The anger, the sorrow, flows through her, it all leaves,
The blood wipes it away, let's her feel numb,
A blanket of blood is weaved.
Her heart beats; a steady drum.
She looks down at her art,
When all the feelings are gone,
She stands, and slows her heart,
And waits for dawn.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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The Forgotten Soldier
The forgotten soldier. Hes getting older. Hes getting colder. Scarred for all eternity. Searching for divinity. Prayer yet to be answered. Smoking has just brought cancer. The forgotten soldier. Hes getting older. Hes getting colder. Looking for forgiveness in all the wrong places. So many name and so many faces. An anecdotal pun he has become. A history lesson has been undone. Wars never can be won. The forgotten soldier. Hes getting older. Hes getting colder. In his eyes lies the blood of many. Sleepless nights of sacrifice and murder. And in the end their is no one to comfort him. The forgotten soldier. Hes getting older. Hes getting colder. Times have changed. Now he can only wish he was flying a jet plane. Treated like dirt. Crippled and weak. And the man just turns the other cheek. The forgotten soldier. Hes getting older. Hes getting colder. Today is his birthday and he spends it in a nursing home all alone. To all he is forgotten dead and gone. But i remember, i remember all the forgotten soldiers.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Beautiful eyes, Beautiful lies
Sunlight warms my face only in dreams of you
I know you'll wait for me...it's been too long
Beautiful eyes. beautiful lies to dull the pain
Beautiful eyes, beautiful lies...you're killing me
I would wait for years just to feel you again
I will die without you...would you my love?
Beautiful eyes, beautiful lies pour from your mouth as
You scream his name...you're killing me
Cries escape your sweet voice as I kiss you one last time
Do you remember me and our beautiful affair?
Look in my eyes and honestly tell me our love is gone!
Why have you turned your back on me?
One day you'll wake up and realize your mistake
Ice runs through my veins as I stand face to face with
The one who stole it all
Compassion is not an option
In love we're one, inseparable, pathetic lust, thus we crumble
I saw your eyes, I wiped your tears, I waited for you...
Who do you see with your eyes shut tight?
Cries escape your sweet voice as I paint my own goodbye
poem by Silent Whisper
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Burning
When I look at you
I melt like a candle
You light a fire in me
What am I to do
I just hope I can handle
The heat and the smoke blinding me
This feeling, this fire
This burning desire
Is raging its way through my soul
And if you feel the same
Help me fan the flames
til were burning out of control
Burning to know you
Burning to show you
And Ive felt this way from the start
Burning with passion
I do hope its lasting
And its burning a hole in my heart
You kindle in me
A warm glowing feeling
A spark and a flicker of hope
Its more than a game
And like moths to a flame
Were drawn to its warmth and its glow
These embers of love
Are fueled by the notion
This could be an eternal flame
Consumed by the blaze
I fear its too late
cause this torch that I hold bears your name
Oh, and Im burning to know you
Burning to hold you
Its grown to a flame from a spark
Burning with passion
I do hope its lasting
And its burning a hole in my heart
Oh, Im burning with passion
I do hope its lasting...
Ive had so many dreams fall apart...
And its burning a hole in my heart...
Im burning
Oh, Im burning
Mmmm, Im burning oh, I burning ooh
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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I Remeber
'All my life,
I've been searching,
until that day when,
I met you.'
These words seem foolish,
to me now,
just looking back,
I fell for that? !
What did I know,
nothing I suppose,
for now I see,
you never meant a word.
I hope one day,
I can look back,
and understand why,
you did what you did.
But until then,
I just sit,
in pain and agony,
because of you.
I hope one day,
you'll feel such pain,
then realize how badly,
you hurt me.
I know it's wrong,
to wish pain on another,
but I really want you,
to understand all this.
But that's long in the past,
though days I still dream,
of the times we shared,
and what you meant to me.
We had something special,
but it never lasted long,
but those days leading up to it,
I'll never forget.
The way you let,
your heart do the talking,
the way you just,
were all you could be.
The way our eyes met,
the way our hands touched,
such perfect days,
now just dreams.
I would get lost,
in your eyes,
and keep silent,
as you spoke.
I remember those days,
do you as well,
remember the time,
my heart skipped a beat?
The laughs,
the tears,
the love,
and warmth.
But I guess,
it's all in the past,
there's nothing I can do,
but just let go of you.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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Single Candle Light
The warm glow of a single candle flame
beckons a weary stranger there
to the bosom of a warm fire in
from the nighttime's cold.
A warm caring heart keeps the candle lit
to welcome back their love
from their long and lonely trek.
Each night they light the candle,
and sit waiting all alone,
hoping one night their love,
will glance on it
and return to their loving home.
The warm stretching finger
prods the darkness every night,
as it can be seen from miles away
across the empty prairie,
as they sit alone each night
by the warm fair light.
Hoping that their love will see its warm glow
and return to it and come home tonight
from their long and weary trek.
For years, the candle was lit,
but sadly, it shines no more.
Love broke the lonely heart
when they never came home.
Now all you can hear is a lonesome whistle
when the wind blows cold at night.
It has replaced that warm glow
of that single candle light.
poem by David Harris
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Inundation
What do I have here
In my mobile?
Jokes, Quotes,
Poems and Prose.
Words of response
Buttered with humour
Candour, warps of ‘dear’
And a seemingly friendly
Call to me:
I being his ‘buddy’.
Though he knows
That to me, he is
No more that friend
Of mine I once loved.
These baubles, trinkets
And candies of sugary
Sweet smses that he
Keeps sending me…
Often telling a tale
Of how miserable he is
And yet he is doing these
Things to please me.
Does his plight warrant
Any sympathy?
No, Never. Not anymore
From me. I’ve had the bitter
Taste of his fake friendship
When he turned out to be
More a foe than a friend -
Letting me down in every way.
No going back that way.
I know if I give in to his
Wayward charms, feeling
Vulnerable as before…
He’ll leave me writhing in pain.
And all my hurt will bolster
And boost his swelling pride
Of a victorious conquest on
The vanquished lover in me.
So let this inundation of his
Friendliness continue…
Let him play his cards well
Now I know how to play them too.
I’ve seen his lack of empathy
His vacant ‘care’ of empty words
The scars of my painful past -
Still revive those ghastly memories
That so often floods me…
In a deluge of silent tears
And sleepless nights.
Now, he has all the time for me
The once ‘busy’ man
Who made me await his mails
And messages for weeks and
Months endlessly…
As if he was a VVIP.
When I used to query about his
Prolonged periods of nonchalant
Silence. He used to tell me not to
Expect as Expectations beget Pain.
That very same man
Now talks of living life
With hope.
He knows that he has lost me
For ever…
So what is the point of all this
Hypocrisy?
May be with all his
Inundation of ‘feel good’
Messages, he is trying to
Offer himself some
Self-consolation
With the hope of a
Reconciliation
As a lost and found
‘Apu’ that I was to him.
But all said and done,
I have only this to give him:
A Reminder – Don’t Expect.
I may cause you pain.
Don’t you know that
Expectations don’t beget
Love, care, warmth and
Reciprocation.
They only beget Pain.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Angels Lie
She sent me to a place where Angels scream me to sleep
Swallowing mouthfuls of pain, I'm in too deep
A place where my soul fails to exist
Pretty little flowers carve away at my wrist
Heaven sent for my demise
It suffocated me with your lies
I hold back the tears until it's blood I cry
I bleed myself to sleep when Angels lie
Lies Lies Lies
I'm choking on your lies
A summers day with acid rain
Head held high I fight the pain
Crimson drips from the corner of my eyes
Behind your innocent smile there's a thousand lies
Heaven sent for my demise
It suffocated me with your lies
I hold back the tears until it's blood I cry
I bleed myself to sleep when Angels lie
Lies Lies Lies
I'm choking on your lies
The clouds pierce right through my vision
Cherubs with razorblades drive me into collision
My ears bleed like hanging Angel cries
Sleep smotheres my face and all I see are lies
Heaven sent for my demise
It suffocated me with your lies
I hold back the tears until it's blood I cry
I bleed myself to sleep when Angels lie
Lies Lies Lies
I'm choking on your lies
poem by TyjaRae Guy
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January 17
January 17
Two years ago.
Your love flew into oblivion
So
- Silent that bird
Into the tender night.
Through ill wind I heard
That my dreams had taken flight.
On a train
The landscape mourned in grey.
As my life blood ebbed away.
Or maybe
Dried in the veins.
Baby
I cried
Indelible stains, I could not hide.
'Un- Yellable 'pains.
Acid burns my soul like sin.
Her placid eyes of coal, within
- Flamed
Maimed
My worried mind.
Now mute
I join the deaf and blind.
Once young face of love
With scars now lined.
Now a man of old age
Alights the train.
Wildfire rage ignites his brain.
In a choir now of all lovers insane.
Slow death will be the curse.
And bygone days his only nurse.
poem by Kevin East
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Alone
So I am alone
But will not cry.
Won't miss the pain
Or the fakes who lie
With empty words.
I have the birds,
The sea and the sky.
Their poetry will set me free
And I'll get by.
Stargazing
Trail blazing with my rhymes.
Touching hearts
With real life crimes
Of love and romance
And other things, by chance
That do not last.
I'll tie myself to the mast
Turner felt the same emotion
As he gave himself to his paints.
My prose will bleed
And stir the saints.
Or the broken hearted can grieve
As like ivy my stanzas weave
Watered well with tears
For women who leave.
Bitter sweet.
That lonely street I walk until I die
The odes to make them cry
Crafted from the scars of a sigh.
So I am alone
But my poems will be my tears.
As memories will haunt my eyes.
Only heartbreak survives the years
When love spits out its goodbyes.
poem by Kevin East
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Promises
Remember how it used to be,
Remember how you promised me,
That life would always be good,
You forget the fact you lied to me,
You locked my heart and threw the key,
I'm so misunderstood,
What to say when all the words have gone,
Promises, promises,
What to do when all our thoughts have flown,
Promises, promises,
Remember how I gave my heart,
And all at once we fell apart,
Was I supposed to forgive you,
You forgot the fact you said to me,
That we were for eternity,
You're so easy to see through,
What to say when all the words have gone,
Promises, promises,
What to do when all our thoughts have flown,
Promises, promises,
Remember that I'm over you,
And know that I will make it through,
Hope you never forget it,
The promises you made to me,
Were really lies and fantasy,
Hope you come to regret it,
What to say when all the tears have dried,
Promises, promises,
What to think when all our love has died,
Promises, promises,
The promises we used to keep have gone,
And with them all the words,
That kept us both from seeing what was wrong,
The rest is silent, What to say when all the words have gone,
Promises, promises,
What to do when all our thoughts have flown,
Promises, promises,
What to say when all the tears have dried,
Promises, promises,
What to think when all our love has died,
Promises, promises.
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Waited All My Life
What to do
When I've waited all my life
She cuts the thread
Uses a bloody knife
Where to go
I've taken all the flak
I know I am stabbed
With deep wound in my back.
Her words haunt me
Like a far cry in the dark
Her eyes taunt me
Lika a reignited spark
-And won't go out.
Solutions from all around are rife
I wantv to shout but silence screams
Do they know i waited all my life
To watch love
Fall apart at the seams.
So now I'm drinking
Some say that it's abuse
It stops me thinking
- Take the pills and slip the noose.
For just her touch
I waited all my life
The pain's too much
Never did become my wife.
Her distant kiss
God, how will I get through
One only bliss
Now lost in azure blue.
She brought me passion of a stormy sea
I'm out of fashion
Right now i've ceased to be
Our crimson sun too soon is going down
-On black horizon
But she is out of town
And dreams just serve to fuel my strife
Some learning curve!
And I waited all my life.
poem by Kevin East
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Broken Chances
My Love,
I don't know how you're going to get this,
But it is my last word on this Earth.
Just what ever you do sit alone and read this.
I want you to be at the lake where you gave me my first kiss,
I want you to sit by the tree that held us, and read this.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You were my love, my only one person who always made me smile,
You held my hand through so many things, so many firsts.
You were my light you were my smile
And you told me the three deadly words,
The words that always kill, but first make you smile.
I have sewed my mouth shut, so you will never see me smile.
I would melt at the sound of your voice,
I would just sit and listen just to know you were really there,
I would call when you weren't home, just to hear your voice.
My wish every day was to hear you say 'I love you',
To hear your voice.
I have glued my ears so I don't have to listen to your lies.
I remember the feeling of your hands running through my hair,
You'd weave your fingers through it to comfort me,
Sometimes I would act sad just to feel your fingers in my hair,
I would silently smile and melt in your arms.
I remember your fingers running through my blond hair.
I have cut my hair so I can never remember that feeling.
U can see you standing looking at me with your sparkling eyes,
I always see you,
I can never see past those deep eyes,
I can see you smile at me, see your hands reach for mine.
I can still see your eyes.
I have cut my eyes out so I can never again fall into your deceiving eyes.
You made my heart race with butterflies, with hope.
I gave you my heart to keep, you said you'd never break it,
You gave me the one thing i needed ti keep going; hope.
And I fell for the traps, I gave you EVERYTHING.
I ave you all the hope I held in my heart, my soul.
I have stabbed my heart, just so you can't shatter what's already broken.
You became my life, you became my love, my everything.
No matter what happened I still loved you,
And no matter what I tried to give you everything,
And you made me loose so much that I'm left with nothing,
And with my dying breath I give you what was all I had left, my everything.
I take my life to show you what love really means, that it's not the lie you told.
I may not be able to smile when you hold me,
I may not be able to hear your words even if their truth,
I may not be able to remember you soothing touch, or your warmth,
I mat not be able to see your eyes, or your reaching hands,
I may not be able to press my beating heart against your skin,
I may not be able to give you a second chance, for like my heart it is broken,
But After the pain and lies, I believe in what I felt for you,
And hope maybe someday you'll believe the same, and find beauty from pain
Even with nothing left to give you but my word, I breath my last breath for you.
I lay in silence to let you live, to give to you a broken second chance,
For I will always love you,
Be............
by: Bethany Maxwell =)
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Painted Love
My true love showers me with rainbow coloured kisses,
Softly absorbing the consience of all my desires,
Painting my world in the colours of pure love,
Passionate words hang like wonderful works of art,
Mixing my words with oil, paint, lust and love,
Rich with painted needs of pure desire,
Lips of lust imprint sweet kisses upon my soul,
When I call out your name... You grant me eternity...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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When a girl is bored
When a girl is bored no voice is beautiful to her ears
When a girl is bored there is nothing to attract her eyes
When a girl is bored day is night and night is night
When a girl is bored dream and wish is really out of mind
When a girl is bored a star in the sky doesn’t glow
When a girl is bored the city is quiet more than ever
When a girl is bored shadows are searching for light
When a girl is bored the colors are meaningless to her heart
When a girl is bored she cries but expects no tears
When a girl is bored she doesn’t want to hear a word
When a girl is bored the sky isn’t blue anymore
When a girl is bored the world is small for her steps
When a girl is bored no one understands what is in her heart
When a girl is bored though everywhere is dark she never loses her hope
poem by Reihaneh Jalalian
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1st Love
Never thought I would fall in love
I’m the kind of girl who never gets it right
who can't find her way
Who hopes eventually she'll be okay.
Dreamt of my night in shinning armour
My own Cinderella story
But I knew fairy tales never came true
Not for a girl like me
I always thought I would stand alone
The world against me
Never thought love would find me
Then came a guy who
Never swept me of my feet
I didn’t fall in love at 1st sight
didn’t see the stars
Or feel the world stop
Never knew he would be the one
Looking on the sweet moments
Cant help but smile
my prince never swept me off my feet
Never made me swoon
Or bend to my will
He matched my anger
And my passion
Made me smile
And cry
Laugh and scream
He pushed me as far as I could go
And still I loved him
So the small bliss in a lovers kiss
A gentle touch sends a shiver
A small smile just 1
Just for me
Sweet words whispered in twilight
Stolen hours by the sunlight
The tears came as fast as the smiles
He made me cry
Broke my heart and left me to bleed
Yet I still love him
Through the tears I see the smiles
The broken heart bleeds the memories
The kisses and the butterflies
If I fell I knew it was for him
A smile in a blizzard of tears
My light in the darkest hour
The guy who makes me smile through the tears
My prince did sweep me off my feet
And make my world spin
I just didn’t know it
He was my gentle conqueror
Even as I think back to the times we shared
I cant help but smile
Even when the song has long since sung the last symphony
The music still remains in the air
Just a distant beat
A sweet note just one
For my true love an me
Our story shall live through the ripples of memories
Of those who knew us
Love found is a gift
Love given is faith
Love lost is pain
Love felt in eternal
poem by Asha vijeshing
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