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Walk'n Dead Man

Waken up in the deeps of his despairs
Allowing them to convince him that nobody cares
Lowing himself to their final expectations
Keeping up with all of their complications
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Not knowing of the weakness to that of what he's done
Decking out that what is to come
Eating the dead that surround his soul
Allowing their screams to fill his bowl
Designing a place that only he can up hold
Mainly a place that is depth and cold
Alone in the dark and is put to shame
Never crying out cause of all the pain

poem by Marie Kroldart
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A Loud Silent Cry

The cry of a broken heart is louder than it seems
Through song, dance, tears, pen, or isolation
The cries of a broken heart are revealed
Time is of the essence is what we say
To convince ourselves
That one day, hopefully, soon
The pain we once saw as everlasting
Which crippled our strength to hold our ground
Strong like we once did
Would disappear as tho it never existed
The disappearance of this pain
Would create a feeling of new life
Allowing the dead to live again

poem by Attey Harper
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Dark Nights

Dark nights, stars are burning billions of miles away, in the hollows of the black sky. That is how she feels all the time.
Dark nights, how will she navigate her way, find her way, when all she can see in the nothingness all around her.
Dark nights, she screams at the nothingness thats around her. she screams at the numbness inside her, the pains she cannot get away from, and the coldness that drowns her.
Dark nights, no one knows about the fights she fights alones, trapted inside her own self.
She is stuck in the darkness, the nothingness, and the numbness.
the dreadful dark nights she is comsumed by. she doesnt want no one's help. she wants to do this on her own.
dark nights, she is actually comfortable here. she is used to it here. she belongs here
at least for now.
Dark nights, it is her one place she is accepted. no one knows her, no one is there.
Dark nights, it is a place of her own. A place she created. no judgements.
The dark nights ask nothing of her, the dark nights has no expectations of her.
She owns the Dark nights.

poem by Ashley Dowdy
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Dark Nights

Dark nights, stars are burning billions of miles away, in the hollows of the black sky. That is how she feels all the time.
Dark nights, how will she navigate her way, find her way, when all she can see in the nothingness all around her.
Dark nights, she screams at the nothingness the around her. She screams at the numbness inside her, the pains she cannot get away from, and the coldness that drowns her.
Dark nights, no one knows about the fights she fights alones, trapped inside her own self.
She is stuck in the darkness, the nothingness, and the numbness.
The dreadful dark nights she is consumed by. She doesn’t want no one's help. she wants to do this on her own.
Dark nights, she is actually comfortable here. She is used to it here. she belongs here
at least for now.
Dark nights, it is her one place she is accepted. No one knows her, no one is there.
Dark nights, it is a place of her own. A place she created. No judgments.
The dark nights ask nothing of her, the dark night does not have any expectations of her.
She owns the Dark nights.

poem by Ashley Joyce Forbus
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She Screams

She screams in pain,
She screams out your name,
Watch her suffer,
Suffer into the darkness,
Tomorrow will bring another day,
A day of freedom,
She once thought,
She screams for help,
No one hears her,
A dead silence,
Watch as her friends turn their back on her,
Watch as she bleeds for them,
She hears the howling of the wind,
Knowing that no one can't hear her crying,
She screams,
Screams in agony,
Does anyone hear her,
Does anyone care,
She screams for you,
She screams one last time hoping that someone would hear her,
What will become of her,
Is this girl me or someone else.

poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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What my mama utters in her deathbed

She is dying of diabetes, all her organs
Malfunctioning
On sugared complications,
Except some portions of her brain
Still asking questions,

Where is Leonora?
She is in the office mama still working
And where is Betty?
She is on your bedside mama and she is crying
Why? Is she sad? Did she pay her debts to the china man?
And where is Marcelino? Mama he is in Nigeria working
On a foreign ship and he has no way of coming,
his company is
Not allowing him to take his leave,
But his wife is here.
I don’t want her here

Who are you? Mama, I am Ric your son,
I am your favorite, don’t you
Remember me anymore?
Hold my hand; I am seeing some ghosts of your grandpa and grandma
And they hated me, hold my hand and hug me, I am cold, get me a blanket
And where is your papa? Mama, papa will be coming in a minute, but he
Is still drunk, but he loves you mama,

Who are you?
I do not know you; I was never a part of your dreams,
Leave me.

Mama, I am holding you, you are not cold you are warm,
Mama, just sleep

And she goes away just like that, sleeping on a travel, just like that,
And Betty cries,

Did she love her? Did he also love her?

when she died, some of us were there,
but i know she would have been happier left alone
to figure out
death herself

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Funeral Eulogy

A day to say I am sorry
A day to say I love you
A day filled with unending feelings
A day filled with chocked emotions
Yielding myself to showers of tears

The shortness of life yields to death
Not allowing us to gauge every friendship
Not allowing us to give thanks for the memories
Giving us to retain
The Mythical
The magical
Thought of all this
But can I feel solemnity
A voice screams
Tribute Tribute
Inside of me
The screaming battles
With the burning devils from hell
Cannot be heard

Pacify me and cool my thoughts
With your comfort

The place where you will go
Absence of conflict and strife

The sun will shine again
Leaving behind the black and white
Vivid colors of an intangible arch
Stemming from the last down pour of tears
A distant rainbow belonging to you
Begging me to run through
Fickle threads catching
Raining colors of your love

From your absence
Voids, hollowness, and distressed wounds
Are being stitched shut
Smoothing healing balm
Covers like a blanket
Keeping you alive within me forever.

poem by Howard Johnson
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In court today

In court today!

Today I go to court to see
How justice defies reality
How Me and the Law exploit women so
Especially if their Mothers, wife's and daughters
Oh what a mess our society has become
We disregard the rights of everyone
The mighty dollar is our God
And all of us are put at odds
With holiday's to spend and own
With families shattered to the bone
With the rich dictating what is right
With so many believing that it's a blight
Oh why don't we all once take a stand
And ask for a world that's more human
Because we are all left to rely
On trusting each other the rest of our lives
Is it really so hard to understand
that we are much more than a sexual gland
With every one allowing moral to be floored
Because of some music saying it is adored
I really can't see why we let our art
tear out our beliefs in being humane from the start
Freedom of speech is a beautiful thing
But so are our right to to abort violent scenes
So down with the things that inhibit our growth
and maturation as a being with hope
And let us all bring back the laws of the land
That protect and preserve our rights to be human
No more allowing the guilty to simply walk free
No more allowing the innocent to be treated dirty
No more being a place where the criminal abides
No more allowing the wicked to wreck all of our lives
So as I sit down in the court house today
I extend this prayer in almost every way
To all of those who believe that we can be
A place where morality is our reality!

Talile Ali 11/28/12

poem by Talile Ali
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Murder By Association

The majority of Americans abhor conflict, especially war
Some carry placards and parade in protest
Some join militia groups
Most do nothing
Yet, everyone supports war

How?

By electing corrupt and hawkish politicians
By paying taxes that support military expansion
By accepting and believing corporate media propaganda
By buying and eating genetically modified and fast food
By sending our children to schools that are nothing more than public daycare
By allowing banks to plunder retirement savings and steal homes by foreclosure
By allowing Wall Street skullduggery, with no accountability or arrests
By allowing the invasion and occupation of Sovereign Nations
By being ambivalent and complacent to the destruction of a once great Nation

Yes we are all guilty of murder by association;
Murder of Planet Earth
Murder of each other
Murder of our children
Worst of all…Murder of our soul

ROTMS

poem by Ray Lucero
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Lonely Place...

It's a lonely place here,
Cold and dark,
fake smile, fake laughs,
Shedding more tears then I ever have,
It hurts and no amount of lies,
can cover up the shame,
It's a lonely place here,
I hate it I cry out,
but no one sees no one cares, no one hears,
deep inside theres walls of flesh,
burried under hurt,
Its a lonely place here in my heart.

poem by Destinee Gail
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I Made My Life

I made my life
this lonely place
a place of black and gray
pulled the blinds on my life
put off things bright or gay

I made my life
this slippery mess
a place of no firm foot hold
stumbling, staggering, shuffling
wobbling and failing for a goal

I made my life
this pitful moan
a place of heart screaming pain
crying lips, void in spirit
cringing in a bath of shame

I made my life
this gapping open land fill
a place for no thing that's good
Rubbish my bossom buddy
trash and cast off
my neighborhood

I made my life
this garbage dump
a place of riggorous blight
head over heels I plunge
destroying good on left and right

I made my life
this open grave
a place to wait to die
walking meldew, standing I rot
while watching life go by

I made my life
this miserable wreckage
A structure torn and broken to the base
twisted, rented, tortured skelton
moot of style, splendor or grace

I made my life
this wonder
A place of investgating the why
seeking, searching and inspecting
Yet! Knowledge, understanding and wisdom
these nough do I aspy

I made my life
this godless pathway
soul and spirit crying out; REPENT! !
now thanking God
Now thanking God
this wretched life's not spent

poem by Doryar Ooh
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In fact, allowing immigrants to have licenses actually improves homeland security by allowing our government to track who is in our borders.

quote by Joe Baca
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Morning Muse

I lay awake
allowing time to pass
my muse sleeps
laid in my arms
fully beautiful
I am blessed
I close my eyes
take stock of thoughts
a day dream
becomes nothing new
I place a kiss
gently
upon my muses head
almost breathless
I watch
how such beauty
sleeps
yet fills my head
with noise and colour
I am awake
allowing time to pass

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Religion.... (Condom)

religion is like a condom,
never allowing the heart
of man to touch the actual
presence of god...
never allowing the seed
of man's inmost desires
to germinate, and conceive!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Lonely soul

Lonely soul strives to feel
something
anything
to break free
a deadness that lies
a walking corpse
is all i am

Lonely soul
caged, trapped
can't get out
can't get free
no fight left
relentless
weakness gaining upon

Lonely soul
screams out
desperate chaotic screams
yet nobody listens
nobody cares
a lonely soul
is all there is.

poem by Darkangel Flyfree
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These sites have torn down the geographical divide that once prevented long distance social relationships from forming, allowing instant communication and connections to take place and a virtual second life to take hold for its users.

quote by Mike Fitzpatrick
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Crying Shame

I cried all night just thinking of you
I wonder now what Im going to do
Since you left me for that friend of mine
Every second is just crying time
I cry cos my heart is in pain
I cry though I know its in vain
But knowing this I cry all the same
I wake at night crying out your name
You said that youd never leave
I never listened that you were a tease
People talk about me behind my back
They dont understand its the passion they lack
People go around and whisper my name
They think its a laugh because I never complain
But to my face they are always the same
They dont understand its a crying shame
You always sais that you needed me,
Exactly what for I find it hard to see
Ive sat up all night wishing you were still mine
Now I understand theres better things to do with my time
I cry cos my heart is in pain
I cry though I know its in vain
But knowing this I cry all the same
I wake at night crying out your name
I cry each night with tears in my eyes
I cant believe you are telling me lies
People go around whispering my name
Dont they know its a crying shame
I cry cos my heart is in pain
I cry though I know its in vain
But knowing this I cry all the same
I wake at night crying out your name

song performed by by Madness
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Place in my heart

Nothing compares to a mother's love,
A hiding place when push comes to shove.
Cinderella dreams,
Dimond Rings,
I try to fill my heart with earthly things.

Still there is a place
that seems so empty.
It's the deepest part of me
that only you can fill.

Just the other day,
I turned my thoughts astray.
From a history of reason to
give my heart away.
This thought progressed
through time the path seemed unkind.

Lonely and unclear it overwhelmed my mind,
And if I release this part of me,
Dear Lord,
Is it true what you say,
'Am I received as your child'.

Life is hard
this world is cold.
I need you more and more today.
I build walls to stop the pain,
It still won't go away.
Surrendering on bended knees
this part of me,
I surrender to you.

There's a place in my heart
that I want you near.
It's the place in my heart,
I hold most dearly.

There's a place in my heart,
That wants you so,
And I won't let it go.

poem by Amanda Barr
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What is Life

What is life?
Who knows the true definition?
Is life everything that you want you gets?
If life a bowl of gravy and a bucket of biscuits?
Is life just one good time?
What is life?
Life is not knowing exactly what it is you want
Life is wanting to take it away but you can't because you cherish it too much
Life is being confused
Life is at times being angry and wanting to cry
Life is crying for no reason and wondering why
Life is finding love only to have it taken away
Life is allowing your heart to go astray only for it to be broken within a single day
What is life to me?
right now I can't tell
my life is sporadic
up today and down tomorrow
sometimes there's smiles, sometimes there's sorrow
my life is thinking you've got it only to find out that it was never there
my life is stressful for reasons that don't need to be
these reasons I still cannot see
What is life?
Can you tell me?

poem by Monkey Bubbles
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Unbroken

(holly lamar, annie roboff)
How I ever lived and breathed before you loved me, I dont recall
If I walked around at all, it was in bits and pieces
Of a jagged heart
You kissed me and every piece went back in place, every pain got erased
You held me up to the light
No one ever left me out in the rain
Cold words still remain unspoken
And I never got lost, spent years in the dark
Youre here, now my hearts unbroken
When I see your smile fill my soul again
Im unbroken
If I doubted the power of love, baby now I understand
I thank God for every day I wake up to the soft touch
Of your magic hands
In this world sometimes the only thing thats real is the way you make me feel
Babe, the changes day and night
I swear its life
No one ever left me out in the rain
Cold words still remain unspoken
And I never got lost, spent years in the dark
Youre here, now my hearts unbroken
When I see your smile fill my soul again
Im unbroken
I still see the night, I fell into your eyes
And when we made love it felt like the first time
No one ever left me out in the rain
Cold words still remain unspoken
And I never got lost, spent years in the dark
Youre here, now my hearts unbroken
When I see your smile fill my soul again
Im unbroken
When I see your smile fill my soul again
Im unbroken
Im unbroken, oh yeah
Im unbroken
No one ever left me out in the rain
Cold words still remain unspoken
And I never got lost, spent years in the dark
Youre here, now my hearts unbroken
When I see your smile fill my soul again
Im unbroken

song performed by by Tim McGraw
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A Painfull Smile

Behind my smile is pain
that runs deep into my soul
filling in the cracks of joy with
hate leaving no room for hope

the pain you can not see
soon you will not smile either
as I swim into the sea of loneliness
allowing sadness to fill my lungs

I snatch my smile from your memory
as my body sinks I will live a lie no longer
never forcing a smile, that if you would see through it
I wouldn't be moving in with the fish and saying goodbye forever

poem by Brittney Pennington
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