True Love
Shallow muffles smashed,
beneath the covers
shields my cries and holds my tears,
forgive my sins and heal my soul
though screams fell in-vain
i look for a better past
a new life cause none better
every exist as far as i move on
i fall and rise to fall again
so guide my hands and light my path
as i slowly move in the dark
scared of my own shadow
looking of my shoulder
as i curl up in a ball
this thing in side kills me
as my love for you have been hiding
though you're gone
i see you in my eyes
as i try to deny the fact
as no longer do your
face appear in reality
as moments no longer bring joy
and a smile no longer show,
suffering filled this heart break
as i look deep at my reflection
i see you remembering
your time on this earth
as you brought me joy
poem by Robert Roberts
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A Key Hole in the Door
The door,
long hall
Dark light
open slowly to see the sight
My hero gone
into the night
Iam alone,
and filled with fright
My soul is stained
no longer white
My love no longer pure
You ignite my heart
And the flames sour high
Breacking me from this ghostly tie
No longer my Hero
No longer my love
As I see your gaping face
Through the open hole
The doors noe closed,
And a tear falls from my face
Asking myself,
Did I make the mistake?
Dead Memory
Your memory no longer lingers through my life.
You were there once and now your gone.
Your memory has died like a rose when it is cut from the rest of the world.
Your torns no longer cut my heart.
My voice no longer whispers you name,
I no longer look for you in other people in other faces.
I no longer dream of you or wish that I see you once again.
My heart no longer cries or bleeds for you, not no more.
You no longer haunt my dreams or my memories.
I finally found someone that keeps me warm at night,
I finally found someone who has helped me erase your memory.
I no longer fall and stumble but I now walk tall.
Your memory was a weight that I carried through out time
that now I am free.
I can say that I no longer love you, for you are a dead memory
poem by Elizabeth Gaytan
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Cinderella Dream
The tears that remain
Fall down my face
That little girl I used to be
No longer has a childhood dream
She dreamed of a love everlasting
Like Cinderella in her castle
I was porcelain
But now I’m broken
Shattered into pieces
No longer a whole
This little girl sum of you used to know
No longer put on a show
To hide the fears she had
And the times when she missed her dad
She thought she was so strong but
then you came along and tore her down
She no longer has a smile upon her face
She sits in her room and all her memories fade
poem by Sierra Bouvier
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Shoulders Support The World
There comes a time when we no longer say: my God.
A time of absolute purity.
A time when we no longer say: my love.
Because love proved useless.
And eyes don’t cry.
And hands only weave in rough work.
And the heart is dry.
Women knock at the door in vain, don’t open it.
You stay alone, the light goes out,
and in the dark your eyes glow enormous.
-Carlos Drummond De Andrade
translated from the Portuguese by Len Sousa
You’re convinced, you no longer know suffering.
And you expect nothing from friends.
Old age matters little, what is old age?
Your shoulders support the world
and it weighs no more than a child’s hand.
The wars, famines, and talks in buildings
only prove that life goes on
and not all have freed themselves yet.
Some, finding the spectacle barbarous,
prefer (the delicates) to die.
There comes a time when there’s no point in dying.
There comes a time when life is an order.
Merely life, without perplexity.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Reflection
Reflection
By: Adam M. Snow
The reflection in this cracked mirror shows only two;
my essence, my soul; it's also true.
My soul is tainted, my essence is numb;
my dreams grew dark, this is what I've become.
My reflection is cracked; I'm out of place;
my heart grows cold, I need your grace.
I'm falling apart; I've lost my way;
what else do you want me to say?
The rippling water's a mist how can that be?
Do I exist to be with thee?
I am cracked and so is my reflection;
these wounds, they show my affection.
Though I am but one in a reflection of two;
trying to find my place anew.
So let my reflection show who I am;
someone who was to be damned.
Let me be but one;
so that I may be done.
My reflections strain drops of blood;
just leave me here in the mud.
My eyes are stained, my touch is cold;
all I need is someone to hold.
My mouth is silent, my love breaks;
my body's bound, my soul aches.
I am but one in the mirror's looking glass;
looking upon my modern pass.
When will my reflection show;
the truth I do not dare to know?
My reflection is cracked; I'm out of place;
my heart grows cold, I need your grace.
I'm falling apart; I've lost my way;
I'm waiting here for the day.
My skin grew pale, did I died?
I'm here in this corner trying to hide.
My sight has gone; it's the break of dawn;
I'm going back to where it spawned.
The mirror's shattered, not my reflection;
from what I've done this is my infection.
I've been risen yet I fall;
I can't give up on all.
My reflection's viewing pains;
showing me bound by these chains.
I'm forced to face myself in this state;
the mirror shows, this is my fate.
My reflection is broken yet it's whole;
I'm out in the world searching for my life's role.
I'm reaching out through the dark;
searching for the owner of this black mark.
Nevermore does my reflection show;
I'm lost with no where to go.
The mirror's lust has felled;
this is where I dwelled.
My tears fall upon reflection;
this is my resurrection.
The cracked mirror now shows one;
could it be that it's now done?
My reflection's anew;
it's also true.
I'm not the same:
I ignite my flame.
The mirror's now whole with no crack in sight;
I'm no longer in the dark, but the light.
I only love; I do not hate;
I know now that this is my fate.
I faced myself in the mirror;
now that I can see, it's all so clearer.
My ways I've change from what I've became;
I'm the only one to blame.
My reflection is cracked no more;
my pain is gone just like before.
My future is nearer;
all ‘cause I looked in the mirror.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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The Game
here we are again
Always staring down that barrel of that gun
This battle has just begun
A War of a treasonous son
The death of so many on our hands
powerless we are
one by one they fall
marching to the top of it all
A weakness is but our strength under the cover darkness
here we are again
Its time fix things
They way I should of so long ago
Buried under the snow
The drifts blow
slowly a picture starts to show
its a face with no name
Its a plan so honest
that it cant be done without modesty
its more of the fickle irony
that constantly plagues me
here we are again
stirring a pot red hot
just to see what I really got
no longer a pretender
but a true defender
for everything there's something good
its chaos its order
its balancing yourself walking down the rails
the rust ages and get pail
but still the metal stays true
solid steel is what I'm about to wield
from the fires of heaven and earth
hell doesn't seem much worse
here we are again
friends that have a common goal
time to move on
everything has fallen to head
a stop in mid air
doing cartwheels in the despair
not even close to being scared
devils beware we are here
to stay to get in the way
to change the way games is to be played
no matter the hate
I will walk away
feeling okay
a foretold future is opened when you go back to the past
wounds that are but mere scars
on our souls buried deep within
forgiving is to be living
breath can get so shallow hiding in the dark
no more no more
another chess game once more
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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My Side
Black emptiness is where I travel
Casting shadow where ever I go
Someone must play this part
There must be balance to make this world work
There needs to be darkness
May I bring despair, hate, and jealousy
into the lives of others
I despise myself
I despise the thought of being alone on the hated side
I am revolted even though I didn't choose this life
But as I said there needs to be a balance
And she is on the other side
There's always a ray of light in the darkness
She is that light I wish to have stabbed in me
She is my light, the guide of my love
I can feel her deep in my heart
But the darkness covers her in my eyes
Though she is always with me
Because as she casts light there must always be a shadow
I sit near a blackened pool on the opposite side of the world
and I look at the closest reflection I have of you
The moon shines on as I'm wishing you were here
I look into the pool and think of the time we have spent
Those brief few moments when light met dark
'This is a love to fight for'
That's what I said the last time we met
You shook your head and said
'In the end we'll both lose'
Time fades fast
I must convince her here and now
'Look at me' I said in her ear
She looks and her eyes twinkle
'If at anything my dream came true
I brush back her hair
'I got to meet a girl like you'
Gentle lips meet
Sometimes a kiss is all you need to do
That day was the last time I saw her
As time hit the right mark we were forced to pull away
Me into darkness
She into light
I grab her hand and try not to let go
But I was being pulled back
I yell so she could hear
'I'll come back to you I promise'
She nods
'I know you will'
And we break
I am swallowed in the darkness again
Alone and again on the other side of the world
I will wait again for the next day
When light and the dark can meet once more
Written: February 16,2010
poem by Ryan Collins
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Consequences
Recently i been feeling left out
alone in my sorrows and my fears
this phone no longer rings
this face no longer show emotion
its like am slowly losing this
raging war deep in me
it eats up everything i have ever
fought for and all i can ask is why
why i have chosen to go back
but now i wander if it was a mistake
for am no longer happy
and am no longer smiling
the void in me you filled when we talked
is gone and honestly
i just want that back
poem by Robert Roberts
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Whithin Another Man's Shadow
Is not the same
To be in the Shadow,
Than to be the Shadow itself…
For you can move away from the Shadow
Towards the light
But, the shadows could not do
The same,
For it no longer will be the shadow…
Now it is painful and hard for me
To convince myself
That it is NOT what I thought
It could be…
Worse than anything else,
Is to share another man's shadow..
Why should I pay for another man's sins?
It wouldn't be right
And I don't deserve it..
Now I realize,
That everything was just a game
With the shadow and the light
And I caught in between…
Now, obviously, one path remains
For me to take:
The light anytime,
Then,
Definitely I will be
A free Man…
However, wondering
who my shadow
One day may be?
Since you are
Already somebody's else...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Problems with Perfection
You say that you’re perfect
But your life isn’t worth it
You live your life breezing by
Passing it by please don’t lie
This isn’t how your life should be
Mistakes make a person perfect to me
But you refuse to look through my eyes
All you see are clear seas and blue skies
Maybe in a world so make believe
Your shallow mind you can deceive
Turn from the truthful reality
But that means leaving your family
I tried so hard to see your view
To find those warm arms to fall into
But your presence you hide so well
Is that truly you? No longer can I tell
I’m gone now I hoped for so long
But its ok ill move onto my next song
This time it won’t fall onto deaf ears
This time I won’t shed any tears
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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The Word
I have an easy beauty one that is happy.
I glide on the surface of winds.
I glide on the surface of seas
I have grown sentimental
I no longer know the guide
I no longer move silk over ice
I am diseased flowers and stones
I love the most chinese of nudes
I love the most naked lapses of wings
I am old but here I am beautiful
And the shadow that flows from the deep windows
Each evening spares the dark heart of my stare.
poem by Paul Eluard
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Longer than Eternity
I just want the light a little longer
I want to hold your face in my hands
So I could allow my desires to grow stronger
And be ready when the moon in your eyes lands!
‘A little longer’ I always wish it to be
To see through before I read it all
From that point I would never ever be free
From the steepest plunge to the endless fall!
But it’s never greed that consumes me
Rather a craving to slow the pace
To remain frozen longer than eternity
Holding in my hands your face!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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The silent child never spoke
There she sits alone in her room.
And wipes away her tears.
Hiding beneath the covers so no one else hears.
She wraps them tight around her for noone else to see.
Praying if there is a God to make her safe again.
She hides deep into covers holding
Cuddling her little teddy bear as she cries her tears.
She waits for the assurance that all has gone to bed.
Hoping and praying maybe he'll leave her alone tommorow.
And not find an excuse to get her alone.
In the morning she shivers with her childlike fear.
As she starts to cry knowing what he has come here for
Although she doesn't know why.
He made his excuse to look after her.
He tells her she is special that she's his little girl.
As he pulls back the covers he rapes her on her bed.
Deeper she now goes into her silent world
He says that it's their secret the special game they play
She lay there in her silence with her clothes on the floor.
Trying to shut it out as the tears slowly fall.
She listens to him tell her that she will be to blame
If anyone discovers their special secret game.
So deep within she hides the pain.
He tells her this is their little secret;
she mustn't say a thing.
Then she cuddles up to teddy and cries her silent tears
Beneath her tear soaked covers so no one else can hear.
And as she lay in her silence
with her tear-filled eyes
Each time that he comes to her
a part of her dies ~
So she curls up in her bed
and hugs her teddy tight
And prays that he will never
come to her again at night.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Tears Fall
I stand there trying to screaming
Wanting to disappear
The screams are silent
No one see the sadness be hide the smile
Holding on to my heart afraid to let it go
My tears fall with out my control
It the tears sting my face like acid rain
The wing blows and I fall hitting the ground
And braking in to a million piece
No one there to help and not even the
Kings’ horse men could but me back together again
Tears fall hearts break
Hiding for the earth
Never finding joy
Still there standing screaming a silent
Cry’s waiting for some one to help this sad, sad girl
Alone with no one to help
What people thought was loving girl
The hater for her self grown
The scars on her arms get bigger
And you lose her even more
Tears fall hearts break
Hiding for the earth
Never finding joy
Still there standing screaming a silent
Cry’s waiting for some one to help this sad, sad girl
Tears fall hearts break
With out me what will happen to you?
poem by Reba Haapala
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Angel's Fall
Emptiness follows me
just like a shadow
that's cast on a wall
reflecting a dark past
that won't set me free
trapped inside myself
of what came to be
I watch Angel's fall
Looking through stained glass
at the things that would never last
my eye's can no longer see
my place of serenity
as I watch Angel's fall
Losing my sense of reality
with voices screaming inside my head
the hunger I fed
is tearing inside my soul
hiding behind the pain I can't let go
I watch Angel's fall
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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precious
She fell asleep on my shoulder.
I could hear her breathing sound.
My shoulder was getting uncomfortable
but I would not shift around.
I couldn't see her face it seemed
and even if I could
I could not tell if she dreamed?
Maybe she was dreaming of way back when
she was twenty and I was twenty-two.
Could anyone dream that far back
or was her memory gone in her dream too?
Slowly she had drifted away from me
and all that we'd ever been
was no longer our reality.
The days were long. The nights were short
and the mornings were always the same.
I looked at her. She looked at me
and asked, 'What's my name? '
I smiled at her and answered 'Precious' my dear.
'Oh' she then would exclaim.
Each day had become a sorrowful scene
and the time had finally come
when I knew I could no longer care for her.
My emotions were completely numb.
I felt her move on my shoulder
and I knew she'd come awake.
I grasped her so I could hold her.
She asked me 'Where are we going? '
I told her we're going home.
And so our lives which had once been blessed
had finally come to rest.
No more would I feel the weight of her head
sleeping on my shoulder
and the days of my life became colder.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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'You've Got' The Touch
(Will Robinson/John Jarrard/Lisa Palas)
Lyin' beside you watching you sleepin'
After you've loved me so tenderly
I'm searchin' for some way to tell you
How good it felt when I held you
There's so many ways you get to me
'Cause you've got the touch
It turns me on and on
You light the fire in me
That keeps burning strong
The longer I'm with you
The deeper and deeper in love I fall
You've got the moves
You move me so much
You've got the touch
As you wake up you pull me closer
And whisper good morning warm in my ear
Nobody could do that like you do
You make it so easy to love you
And I know I will for a million years
'Cause you've got the touch
You turns me on and on
You light the fire in me
That keeps growing strong
The longer I'm with you
The deeper and deeper in love I fall
You've got the moves
That move me so much
You've got the touch
Nobody can touch me like you do
You make it so ease to love you
And I know I will a million years
'Cause you've got the touch
You turns me on and on
You light the fire in me
That keeps growing strong
The longer I'm with you
The deeper and deeper in love I fall
You've got the moves
That move me so much
You've got the touch
You've got the moves
That move so much
You've got the touch
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My Dark Face
Don't look at me with scorn
Because from the Black race I was born
But from deep within your heart do look at me and smile
And you'll see King Solomon and St. Peter by my side.
Don't look at my dark face and sigh
Because from life's ladder I do not slide
But please support me when I call
So that from life's ladder I do not fall.
Don't look at his dark face and inwardly cry
Because you know that I am filled with pride
To sail through life's rough tide
And gain the precious prize.
Don't look at my dark face and say
That at this place I should not stay
Remember that as I journey through life's race
I have the strength to regain the pace.
Now look at my dark face
And think about the Savior's base
For he was born within that stable
And like Him, when He lived on earth, I am always labeled.
No longer look at my dark face with scorn
But remember that through Christ we were all born
Then let us strive through Grace
To win the Heavenly race.
poem by Pansy Patterson
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A Pearls Worth
Silver pearls fall down her skin
She knows she must do it for she can't stay strong
For all she has to do is count to ten
She knows he's always wrong
Silver pearls fall down her face
In the dead of night, it is so dark
She stands in the room with fear, with hate
In her soul the pain he gave has left its mark
Silver pearls fall on the barrel
As she holds the gun in her hands
For long before this night their love grew stale
And oh how she thinks it is easy to hold life and death in her hands
Silver pearls fall over bruises, the pain
She bites her lip as she counts one... two
In her heart he's left the stain
She looks at his still body three... four
Silver pearls fall as she moves her hands
She walks to his side
In front of his face she stands
As her mind starts the chant 'he lied'
Silver pearls fall five... six
She holds the barrel to his head
Seven... Eight... she moves her feet just to stall
She knows it won't matter for she is already dead
Silver pearls shade her eyes
Nine... she counts on
her mind filled with his lies
Ten... her finger tightens as he opens his eyes
Silver pearls fall as she pulls the trigger, pulls the string
His eyes wonder, as he fades
His mouth moves, and she remembers the thing
Now she only see dark shades
Silver pearls fall as he leaves her, as she turns
Her daughter stands at the door at only six
Her hand turns
Her eyes search through the young girls eyes
Silver pearls fall as she mouths her last breath
The trigger is pulled as she sinks to her knees
The girls screams fill her mind, for she feels the hand of death
And only now she sees
Silver pearls fall as her daughter sinks to the floor
The pearls fill her eyes as she watches her daughter fade into black
She closes those tired eyes for now she knocks at heavens door
It's life she knows she lacked
Silver pearls fall as the rubies of blood over her face
As she goes, and says goodbye
She looks to the light, white as lace
As she rises into the sky
Silver pearls fall as her daughter waits
As she lays there with a cold heart
No feeling, no end, no clean slate
Silver pearls fall as she takes the dart
Silver pearls fall from her daughters eyes
The daughter she shall never hold again, never watch laugh
For now silver perls fall from her eyes
For only she knows the pain that she has left behind
Silver pearls so cold
Siver pearls worth more than gold
Silver pearls that haunt the girls dreams
Silver pearls that fell from her mothers eyes that night
Silver pearls fell down her skin
She knew she must do it for she couldn't stay strong
For all she had to do was count to ten
But now she knows she was wrong, now shes gone, as silver perls fall
(ok yeah this is my longest poems and probibly most confusing, so I guess I will make a summery: a lady was abused by he husband so in the night she kills him and then she turns to see her 6 year old daughter and kills herself and leaves her daughter alone. hope that helps, and I hope you like the poem)
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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You Are No Longer There!
I no longer hold you like I held you
When I held you...
I no longer want to...in my mind.
I no longer see you like I see you
When I saw you...
I no longer do that, with my time!
Lemonade kisses I licked we onced shared,
I don't even want them anymore...I'm full!
I no longer miss you like I missed you
When missing you...
It's no longer an issue to be defined!
Too messy...
'I no longer love you? ' Bring myself to love you?
Could you bring me peace of mind instead of puzzles
Of your pain...again? That pain...AGAIN? ..NO! '
I no longer hold you like I held you...
Enfolded holding you,
I no longer want to...in my mind!
I no longer see you,
Like I saw you when we met!
I no longer do that...
You're no longer there!
And I have no regrets!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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