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The End

I can't believe this is the end.
Through my mind it slowly bends.
My stomach cramps as my heart decends.
All I see is blackness to the end.
I welcome deaths creeping hand.
A welcome escape from this dead end.

poem by Michael McParland
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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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Supercollider

Multi-colored microbus
Plowing over rugged terrain
We're jacking the radio
Passing the afternoon train
Around the roses she showed us
Hyacinths and sage
Gold plated garden tools
Sunlamps and it's all the rage
Stay low to the ground or they'll sniff you out
You never know what you will find
When you go
Out of the blackness
Into the great big sky
Supercollider
Shooting inside your mind
Gather round the gas tower
Don't it kinda look like a bong
I heard it backwards
Hidden in a Pink Floyd song
Stella Radiata
It's got to set your mind at ease
Spinning on the tire swing
Flying like Tarzan through the trees
And back to the bus when the sun goes down
Try to aim it back into town
We're riding
Out of the blackness
Into the great big sky
Supercollider
Shooting inside your mind
And coriander grows along the banks where we go walking along at night
Creeping slowly over the ground
We tiptoe round the garden
Trying not to tramp it down
Stay low to the ground or they'll sniff you out
You never know what you will find
When you go
Out of the blackness
Into the great big sky
Supercollider
Shooting inside your mind

song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Mothering Blackness

She came home running
back to the mothering blackness
deep in the smothering blackness
white tears icicle gold plains of her face
She came home running

She came down creeping
here to the black arms waiting
now to the warm heart waiting
rime of alien dreams befrosts her rich brown face
She came down creeping

She came home blameless
black yet as Hagar’s daughter
tall as was Sheba’s daughter
threats of northern winds die on the desert’s face
She came home blameless

poem by Maya Angelou
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How Could I Hide?

There is no escape
Always creeping, always following always there
Always here, there is nowhere to go
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to stay far from
No distance great enough
No wall strong enough
Never enough

How can you hide
From what is inside
How is that you could distance yourself from that who is in you
That who is you
How is that you could just not be the you who you are
How is it I could not be me
No matter what I do he's there he's in me he is me
How could I not be the sum of my mistakes?
How can You tell me that I'm more
How could I not be something to abhor
I cannot run from who I am, how is that not tied to what I did
What I do doesn't that become me? Do I become that?
My mind tells me that's wrong, my heart is evil, but it knows You
The part of me that does know You says You can erase it all
But I don't feel it, I'm sorry, I often don't, I feel like me
And to me that is the greatest torture to be me
Because the me that I think that I am is someone who I could never
Bear to live as, never, not ever
Instead of believing you I just ask How can I hide?
Can I hide from what's inside?
Can I cease to be me
Can I escape the mistakes
Can I escape the thoughts
Can I escape the identity
Can I escape from me

There is nowhere to run, nowhere I've gone
Nowhere I feel I can go
Will be far enough from me to escape me
Nothing in my mind feels sufficient to conquer me
I cannot divorce myself from what I believe makes me who I am
How could it not rule me, the evil thoughts I have thought
Are not just thoughts in the past, they're thoughts that last
They're thoughts I still think, how is there freedom from that evil
How is their cleansing from that sin
Truly without You there is no hope and I cannot win
But even with all You say about me I don't know how to change
Can I change my idea of me?
Can I come int my new identity?
Can I really escape when I cannot run?
I must fight against him
Show me Your love
Help me please
Cleanse me from 'me'
So that I can be me

poem by David Knox
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Revolution

She is not of the fireside,
My lovely love;
Nor books, nor even a cradle,
She bends above.
No, she is bent with lashes,
Her flesh is torn.
From blackness into blackness
She walks forlorn.
But factories and prisons
Are far more fair
Than home or palace gardens
If she is there.

poem by Lesbia Harford
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The world is like that: one gives a melon, the other gets the stomach cramps.

Turkish proverbs
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Escape

Escape
Escape

That one word resonates in my mind

I need an escape a reprieve from
All this energy surrounding me

Escape
Escape

I want to be let out for awhile

To be free and alone
To do what I want without interference

Escape
Escape

I don't wanna hear arguing

Or little petty problems
I want to not have to do anything

Escape
Escape

I want to Escape

poem by Autumn Winds
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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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Dreamland

When midnight mists are creeping,
And all the land is sleeping,
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.
Lo, warriors, saints, and sages,
From out the vanished ages,
With solemn pace and reverend face
Appear and pass away.
The blaze of noonday splendour,
The twilight soft and tender,
May charm the eye: yet they shall die,
Shall die and pass away.
But here, in Dreamland's centre,
No spoiler's hand may enter,
These visions fair, this radiance rare,
Shall never pass away.
I see the shadows falling,
The forms of old recalling;
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away.

poem by Lewis Carroll
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When my body arrives at the shore

When the time comes.
And my body washes up on the shore.
Be it not a shock to you please.
I didn't want tohurt you.

When my bloated body arrives at deaths shore.
Washed up and battered I'm dead on the shore.
And have arrived at deaths door.

Yes I was scared kind of.
But I knew it would over and done.
I knew it wouldn't be long to die.

Here lays my body at deaths shore.
I am dead of that you can be sure.
I am sorry of that you are to be sure.
I loved you that's for sure.

I could'nt stay with pains shore.
So Here I am at deaths shore.
I couldn't go on like this.

Here I lay washed up on the shore.
Iam now in deaths door

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Speak to me Gently

Speak to me gently
words as soft as a sea breeze
Touch me with your hands
as well as your heart
Let us swim in the ocean
and feel its passion
Let me smile
to put your mind at ease
Hand in hand we dance
slowly together
Virtually motionless
suspended in time
Drifting slowly
Held firmly together
A tender embrace
Sustained everlasting
Look at me closely
Feel my deepest thoughts
Let your heart beat with mine
Speak to me gently
And my heart will listen
Touched by sincerity
Nurtured with love
Joined together
Hand in hand
And heart to heart
We live, we breathe
Within each other

poem by William Lindenmuth
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What Do You Want?

You watch them walk down the hallway
Hand in hand
They are happy and it shows

Your heart longs enviously
Your mind urges you away
You know the bad

But there's always a flip side to the coin
Your heart's been broken
But before that we're the good times

When you were hand in hand
When you were holding and being held
Confusion is infuriating and irritating

But you want that feeling again
The butterflies in your stomach
When you look into his eyes

You don't know what you want
Is it worth the pain?
Is it worth the pleasure?

What do you want?

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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Sugar Coated Poison

It whispers in your ear
Leading you down the path
To madness

And you follow it

It sounds so sweet
Everything it promises
Sugar-coated poison

Slowly it will consume
You until you are nothing
But it's pawn

Until you're not you
Anymore and you
Become it

Suductive and alluring
It has you trapped
In it's sickly sweet clutches

Your mind loses hold
Relinquishing control
As madness quickly decends

And you fade into darkness

poem by Autumn Winds
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A Subconscious Vision

I dreamt I was an orphan boy
who lived in a far off land.
I had no shoes or socks to wear
and my pillow was a bag of sand.

My breakfast was a dug up root
my lunch was just the same.
Water was over two miles away,
and I lived with stomach pain.

Sometimes through constipation,
sometimes from nothing to eat,
sometimes from dirty water,
and sometimes from the heat.

I endured flies and mosquitoes,
and suffered from their disease.
Often I became sick with fever,
which brought me to my knees.

When stomach cramps visited my body,
and the pain wouldn't let me be,
I thought about the other children
far less fortunate than me.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Love Found

As I weep and wait for you,
From the chill there is no escape,
All night I walk the mist filled hills,
And long for your warm embrace.

I hunger for your kisses,
The pain in my heart to errace,
But I know this won't happen,
For the tomb holds your embrace.

Your lips now stone cold,
To the living do not yield,
My love, a soldier brave,
Now dead on some foreign feild.

My heart is slowly dying,
My mind will never heal,
I look for you in the mist filled hills,
Your love once again to feel.

How can my heart keep beating,
When my mind is dead to life,
My body feels so broken,
How can I bear this strife?

They say I greaved my self to death,
But it only set me free,
For at last I found my soldier,
If only they could see.

So if you walk these hills at night,
And two lovers embraced, you see,
You'll know I found my soldier,
And my love, he did find me.

poem by Teresa Dearing
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We Will Remember - (cycle - Poetry For My Friends)

escape crazy heart
but it doesn't want to listen
why
tell me why
precisely here
you and I

escape crazy heart
somewhere somebody is waiting for you
listen
and perhaps you not yet you know about it
why, you and I
we are together
here

escape crazy heart
my get to know and...unknown
I won't say
it is well..o! yes
I will say nothing
...nothing

escape crazy heart
an appropriate moment is now
the mistake is a mistake
because it won't be after all
our shared excellent
hit

escape crazy heart
escape crazy heart
escape crazy heart
but only... in a minute
we won't hear the heart

we will remember eyes

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(for - B (CH))

poem by Dagmara Anna AuraDagimar
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Open

Slowly open my heart up,
Like a machine opening up a can.

Pour out the blackness and let my heart be empty again.
For it is overflowing with pain.
Because I have never melted his bad heat like a microwave.

poem by Christina J. Williams
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Slowly Toward The Sky

My body aches from end to end-
Where is she going,
I suppose from elementary to high school
Is her end:
As she pledges allegiance to the flag
Every morning—
In her equalized standards—what will
She go home thinking:
What has she learned—is this the Harlem
Renaissance—
Is this her last amen?
And if this is just an echo of the final
School bus she takes to school,
Then she will think nothing of
That echo—
Even as if she were an alligator who learned
To cry,
The foxes creeping slowly toward the
Vineyards,
The airplanes creeping slowly toward the sky.

poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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Escape.... The.... Fate....

She ran ran as running was to escape
escape escape went through her mind
escape escape she beg she ran she screams through out her lungs
ESCAPE! ! ! ! she screamed she ran ran
She tries tries she begs begs to escape escape
she screams through out her lungs
She ran ran she beg beg she screamed ESCAPE! ! ! !

escape escape ran through her mind
mind all over her future future of
the fate fate she ran ran to escape escape
she beg beg she screams through out her lungs
ESCAPE THE FATE! ! ! !
she ran ran till theirs no tomorrow
until the end of her fate
she beg beg she tries tries to escape escape
she screams through out her lungs
ESCAPE THE FATE! ! ! !

The end The end approaches to her
as fate fate is left behind
she escapes escapes
the fate fate she screams
she screams through out her lungs
ESCAPE THE FATE! ! ! !

poem by Linda Anguiano
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