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New Identities

Asinine assumptions and pointless conversations
Captivate the children mired in gloom beneath dismal skies
With broken umbrellas unprepared for the cold depressing rain.

Thick fog of disappointment covers the soul's landscape
As nervous lips mumble prayers to the dissipating sunset of hope
And I'm searching for a pair of eyes immune to graveyard imaginations.

Dark beliefs and spirit-killing thought disease contaminate our dreams,
But I'd like to kiss your secret tattoo and supple skin as we make our escape
To an unknown city where we can carry seeds of positive new identities to later flourish.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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The Storm

Growling and howling,
An uninvited guest,
Arrives with different seeds and leaves,
From unknown land,
And sprinkles them in the fields,
From these seeds come out, Beautiful flowers
And then delicious fruits,
Then the wild spirit moves for another land,
With her departure she predicts
The arrival of rain,
As there is a commotion in the Bay of Bengal,
The clouds laden with vapour rise from
The Bay and make us wait for their arrival,
And in few days rain covers every part of land,
A heavy downpour washes the whole landscape,
The gardens, the mountains, the valleys
All wear new and beautiful look,
The storm leaves such a glory after her.

poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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The Darkness In My Mind

The darkness on this man within
Human nature burdens this soul
Covered by a superficial skin
And yet still dark as a whole.

The darkness crowds this room
Covers every inch of this mans heart
Its natural, yet brutally soon
Still dark, which will never depart.

The darkness in my mind
A sense of all for one
barbaric, uncivil and unkind
Still dark, it can never be undone.

This superficial cloth
is as thin as paper in the rain
A transparent and pointless emboss
And still I'm dark, all the same.

poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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Beneath The Skin

Beneath the Skin a caustic red river
Beneath the Skin corrosive abuser
Beneath the Skin genetic in rupture
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
Beneath the Skin a still born forgiveness
Beneath the Skin cell transfer in whispers
Beneath the Skin a lover cries murder
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
Beneath the Skin i wasted this moment
Beneath the Skin old undiscovered
Beneath the Skin another lies ruptured
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered

song performed by by Queen Adreena
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Kiss

A kiss, your kiss
It was that which awoke me
To a world I’d forgotten
Long since had I chosen to escape
To a place of merry dreams
Long since had I left behind
My hope, my faith, reality
A torment has been imprinted
On my soul, my psyche
To have thought your lips
Not in speaking would move me
To awaken into this world
How could I thank you
Other than a kiss in return
To place my lips upon yours
In a lovers embrace
And in the full woken light
Look into your eyes
Only to fall in love

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Blue Tattoo

Once upon a lifetime
The spirits of the dark
Came to kill the beauty
Of our world
Every sould was spell bound
And prisoned into ice
Just shining through
Sad as a blue tattoo
Tears have turned to ice
As a sacrifice
Broken voices rise
From the age of the ice
To the raging skies
And they exorcise
Cause on judgement day
We must hide - we must fight
We must pray - hey
It's a blue tattoo
But the monks of mercy
They prayed for every soul
Til the sword of fire
Took control
In a crash of thunder
The ice broke into two
And shining through
There was the blue tattoo
Monks:
You know, down low
There's a light, it's a true blue tattoo
Just go, down low
Gotta hide now, gotta fight now
Gotta save your soul and pray
Gotta break the cold ice away
Gotta find the blue tattoo

song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Skrying

This puzzles dead inside
Missing pieces growing eyes,
Mystery
Little girls severity,
Little boys begging mercy
Sticks break on me
Cost of life at 23
Price of pain a broken ring
All crimson
Melting body rubber world
Battle axe with locks of curls
Introverted
My cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
Remember that place
The place you would go to make things okay,
1000 points for insect stings,
Glue my spirit, break my wings,
Misery
Libido steams infectious whore,
Cauterize and forge the sword,
Remember killing.
Children, learning the secret knock, a nickel
To enter that place,
The place you would go to make things okay,
My cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
Remember that place
The place you would go to take pain away,
Games of passion taste so sweet
Cut his throat and slaughter meat,
My secrets.
Seven heads for seven seas,
Darkened voices plead disease
Dismembering me
Children, wrestle to seal the bag, storing it deep
In that place,
The place you would go and try to escape
Children, learning the secret knock, a nickel
To enter that place,
The place you would go to make things okay,
My cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
Remember that place
The place you would go to take pain away,
Skrying through reflections in a pool,
I see death coming, mowing down,
Do you remember the bedroom,
Was it your cell or was it your tomb,
Youre living through my hell
Children, learning the secret knock, a nickel
To enter that place,
The place you would go to make things okay,
My cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
Remember that place
The place you would go to take pain away

song performed by by Mudvayne
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Broken Branches

Broken Branches
Date: January 24,2011

I've tasted sweet o'hungry lips
And felt thy warm embrace
Though now blinded from my sight
In dreams I know thy grace

Whilst nevermore shall honey sweet
Melt soft against my tongue
It's locked away in melodies
Of all the songs we've sung

So, if I'm cursed to see no more
Beyond these clouds of pain
I'll stand and face the bitter force
And languish in the rain

As bending heart and broken branch
Trap grief beneath my breast
For deep inside the cardinals cage
The passion's laid to rest

But, never was a song as sweet
Nor shined on me as bright
As all the windswept lullabies
That whispered in the night

I close my eyes, to feel again
The fire upon my lips
And in the magic of the flight
I still can taste your kiss

So, I'll not weep for all that's lost
Or hope to find once more
The passion of our yesteryears
Was swept beyond my shore

Life will bring another day
The sun will rise again
And I'll not mend my broken dreams
By searching in the sand

I've tasted sweet o'hungry lips
My soul still wears the stain
In silence I will walk in strife
Until the heartache wanes

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Copyright © 201 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved

poem by Leria Hawkins
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Only Dreams

A maiden sat in teh sunset glow
Of the shadowy, beautiful Long Ago,
That we see through a mist of tears.
She sat and dreamed, with lips apart,
With thoughtful eyes and a beating heart,
Of the mystical future years;
And brighter far than the sunset skies
Was the vision seen by the maiden's eyes.

There were castles built of the summer air,
And beautiful voices were singing there,
In a soft and floating strain.
There were skies of azure and fields of green,
With never a cloud to come between,
And never a thought of pain;
There was the music, sweet as the silvery notes
That flow from a score of thrushes' throats.

There were hands to clasp with a loving hold;
There were lips to kiss, and eyes that told
More than the lips could say.
And all the faces she loved were there,
With their snowy brows untouched by care,
And locks that were never grey.
And Love was the melody each heart beat,
And the beautiful vision was all complete.

But the castles built of the summer wind
I have vainly sought. I only find
Shadows, all grim and cold; -
For I was the maiden who thought to see
Into the future years, - Ah, me!
And I am grey and old.
My dream of earth was as fair and bright
As my hope of heaven is to-night.

Dreams are but dreams at the very best,
And the friends I loved lay down to rest
With their faces hid away.
They had furrowed brows and snowy hair,
And they willing laid one day.
A shadow came over my vision scene
As the clouds of sorrow came in between.

The hands that I thought to clasp are crossed,
The lips and the beautiful eyes are lost,
And I seek them all in vain.
The gushes of melody, sweet and clear,
And the floating voices, I do not hear,
But only a sob of pain;
And the beating hearts have paused to rest.
Ah! dreams are but dreams at the very best.

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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I wait to meet her gaze then she will understand I will hold my breath and kiss her hand

I wait to meet her gaze then she will understand
I will hold my breath and kiss her hand
I will see her blush her cheeks red now
I will smell her hair and kiss her brow
It will bring me joy to hear her speak
I will take her hand and kiss her cheek
I will feel her skin beneath my finger tips
I will hold her face and kiss her lips
Our love's true passion can now begin
I will caress her form and kiss her skin
Our passion will flow like summer rain
Our love will be fulfilled as we kiss again
In the afterglow in fond embrace
We speak of love and I kiss her face

poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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Prostitutes And Waitresses

I’m frantically searching
My disintegrating mind for prayers
Alone somewhere abandoned by humanity.
I’m so used to soul-crushing silence,
If I hear a woman’s voice,
I stop on a dime.
I mutter to stray dogs
In the freezing city rain
To remind myself I’m alive.
Everything has become surreal,
I’ve been asked to leave dark bars
Where the prostitutes and waitresses
All have tattoos and scars.
I’ve accepted these things,
I’ve ceased searching for explanations
For why my night skies
Have gone starless
And why I continue
To entertain a lifetime of despair.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Heartbreaker

One look and you know shes trouble
Ruby red lips and flashing eyes
Cant resist, you just gotta have her
Ooh its a feeling that you cant disguise
Youre booked on a one way ticket
I can tell you that youre going nowhere
Shes a drug and youre not gonna kick it
Heartbreak city, shell take you there
I know Ive been here before
I read the script, I know the score
Theres no rules, she plays her own game
Shes a real heartbreaker and she brings on the rain
Rain (falling from the skies, falling from your eyes)
Rain (falling from the skies, falling from your eyes)
Thunder, cant you hear it crashing?
Storm clouds are waiting for you up ahead
Lightning, cant you see it flashing?
You havent listened to a word Ive said
Rain (falling from the skies, falling from your eyes)
Rain (falling from the skies, falling from your eyes)
Rain (falling from the skies, falling from your eyes)
Rain (falling from the skies, falling from your eyes)
Rain (falling from the skies, falling from your eyes)
Rain (falling from the skies, falling from your eyes)
Rain (shes a real heartbreaker, a heartbreaker)
Rain (falling from the skies, falling from your eyes)

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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We Carry On

He hasn't seen a drop of rain for months it seems
Rollin river is nothing; but a tricklin' stream
The crops are dyin' in the harsh sun light
The dust on his tongue is dry
The fatted calf is down to skin and bones
We carry on
Alone in the city and she's only seventeen
The boy left her black and blue on the streets so mean
Just twelve weeks along and she's got a life inside
Said shes never ever felt so alone
She walks in the shelter, they say welcome home
And we carry on
When our lives come undone...we carry on
Cause there's promise in the morning sun...we carry on
As the dark surrenders to the dawn
We were born to overcome
We carry on
Beyond the picket fences and the oil wells
The happy endings and the fairy tales
Is the reality of shattered lives and broken dreams
We carry on
Carry on
It's the family that grieves for a lost loved one
It's the soldier who won't leave till the job is done
It's the addict trying to turn his life around
It's pickin' yourself up off the ground when you've been knocked down
We carry on
When our lives come undone...we carry on
Cause there's promise in the morning sun...we carry on
As the dark surrenders to the dawn
We were born to overcome
We carry on
When our lives come undone...we carry on
Cause there's promise in the morning sun...we carry on
As the dark surrenders to the dawn
We were born to overcome
We carry on
Carry on
We carry on
He stands in the field, cooled by the winds of change
She smiles as her baby moves and it starts to rain

song performed by by Tim McGraw
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Then I Met You

Then I met you
Thought that Id be happy
Going to be so happy
Living life alone and never sharing anything
Thought that I was finished
Thought that I was complete
Thought that I was whole instead of being half of something
Thought that I was growing
Growing older, wiser
Understanding why this world held nothing for my spirit
Thought that I was destined
Destined to be nothing
Destined to be nothing in this world and then I met you.
I met you
Thought that God had failed me
Thought my prayers were useless
Thought that he would never give the chance for me to praise him
Thought the book was written
Thought the game had ended
Thought the song was sung and I could never sing another
Thought my faith was misplaced
Thought my back was broken
Broken by a weight that I was never fit to carry
Thought I knew this city
Thought I knew all about it
And then one night I went to morningside and you were waiting
I met you

song performed by by Proclaimers
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Undiscovered Soul

R.sambora
She was standing at the station
Small town suitcase in her hand
There were dreams she found inside her
That no one cared to understand
She never talks about her childhood
So much past to leave behind
Shes so scared to go
But still she says goodbye.
When you walk that road
You walk alone
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
When you only hope
Is to find a home
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
In the great unknown.
Born and raised in poverty
Daddy died when he was young
All the fears that raged inside him
His spirit need to overcome
Each day he tears down the reflection
Of who he used to be
And with a little luck
Hell rise eventually.
When you walk that road
When you walk alone
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
When you only hope
Is to find a home
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
The great unknown.
Solo
In the search of our salvation
Relentlessly we climb
Just looking for a reason
In creations grand design
If patience is a virtue
Then let us humbly begin
Well be here waiting
til our ship comes sailing in.
When you walk that road
We walk alone
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
When you only hope
Is to find a home
Youre just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
The great unknown
The great unknown
Dont want to walk through life
And undiscovered soul.
Searching for the road
Looking for a home
In the great unknown
Dont want to walk through life
An undiscovered soul
Searching for a home
Looking for a road
In the great unknown
Dont want to walk through life
An undiscovered soul
Patience, virtue, identify, soul

song performed by by Bon Jovi
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The requiem of the flies

The rain is crashing upon my face
Its like God is trying to wash away my pain
I look down upon the puddles of mud
Thinking about all the things I have done

The rain is so cold

The dark grey gloom surrounds me
My life is not as it should be
And I don't care anymore
I find that Living is such a bore

The rain is so cold

My mind is numb, cold and blank
This world is passing me by
This world is cold and dank
And I wonder why I have not died

The rain is so cold

Abaddon holds no surprises for me
Under the pale moon I danced on my grave
And I am on my way to hell
I cant deny what is to be

The rain is so cold

My soul is heavy and stained and
I don't want to carry it no more
I carry two coins in my hand
Waiting upon the water's shore

The rain is so cold

The man in white comes for me
Pretending to walk on water
Feet stuttering, hips jutting
About to fall in and he is getting closer

The rain is so cold

There will be no requiescat for me
My apple of Peru has wilted and
The lord of the flies wont let me be
He crushes the flower in my hand

The rain is so cold

It was my last day on earth
The two coins in my hand my life is not worth
My soul knows will know no reprieve
From hell I will never leave

The rain is so cold

My life is to repand upon itself
It is destined to reprise
My song has not ended
But has repetended

The rain is cold

To the Archean I was sent
Where I was meant to repent
Repentir, pentir, paenitere
Until the worlds' end

The rain is so cold

From the puddles of mud I look up
And realize I have gotten old
All my years spent wondering,
And I have no story to be told

The rain is so cold

I can only hope to die one day
And start it all over again but
The lord of the flies wont let me die
I have become one of his flies to my dismay

poem by Leonid Gonzalez
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One Pair of Lips

Last night day dreams and REM dreams met at midnight,
they tell the story of my hopes, and myths of fear.
They whisper through your lips the words i long to hear.
They tease the skin you once touched.
They kiss the lips you once kissed.

Once more I trembled at the sound of your voice
Once more we spoke our vows of love.

Last night I felt your skin under my fingers
I saw your eyes wonder an inch from mine
I felt your smile on my cheecks
Your warmth breath lingered on my skin
A warm love we never sinned.

This morning I awoke in a harmless solitude
This morning I lost my only fantasy.

Today I learned dreams are dreams.
Not everything is what it seems.
Today I day dream, tonight I'll sleep
I'll lay in solitude, one pair of lips.

poem by Laura Favela
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To Withstand The Force Of Storms

Your lips linger on my skin
Kiss me one last time

You're like a whisper in the winter
Sleeping in the city's skin
Remember me
Cold and concrete

You realize your deamons are real

You linger on my skin
One last time

I will whisper in the cold hands lying beneath you
Transparent
Filled with secrets
Speak in a hushed voice
Never let them hear you
Dull your words

There is no excuse for me

poem by Lora Cooley
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Sunset

Sand beneath my feet
Sky above my head
Looking for the sunset
The sunset I have left,
I am walking all alone
On the beaches sand
Walking by myself
With seashells in my hand,
Looking for the sunset
the sunsets which are spoke
The one that lover’s kiss to
The one, poets have wrote.
Walking arm in arm
With a different thought
Searching for the sunset
The beauty, many have sought,
I am walking all alone
With the sky above my head
Still looking for the beauty
The sunset I have left,
For many have told me
Many have also explained
There is nothing like the sunset
Or the summer’s rain,
I am walking all by myself
From my cloudy life
Looking for the wonder
The beauty after night.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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How Beautiful

How beautiful they are
The trains we miss.
Lips that we will never kiss
Secret love
Hidden bliss
That we will never reminisce
When we are old
And dreams are sold.

Words hang on the breeze
To charm lovebirds among the trees.
That flower with an unknown scent
A fragrance that came and went
As we stood with eyes wide shut.
We bleed together without being cut.
Our memories deprived
As seeds of regret survived.

How beautiful they are
The eyes that will never see.
A harlequin of imagery.
As the deaf hear heaven's symphony
The mute will sing of being free.
So feel the drops of rain upon your tongue
When time our youth has slain
Where dew fresh hopes had clung.

poem by Kevin East
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Were wolf

It groans, with no words.
The loving skin, unfaithful,
sweaty, my hand caresses
furious inspiration.

I hear werewolf in my head savaging
dreams of fur, & moonlight hunters,
with bloody & yellow moon shape eyes
wandering in open field,
landscape of a graveyard of eternal spirit.
Naked, with appetite,
feeding of lambs and wild hare meat.
Damned is my soul,
Till the rise of a new day light.

poem by Luca Menin
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