A Twisting Mental Knife
There is a twisting knife
In your disturbed unhappy mind,
Those who don’t understand you,
Tell you to pull it out,
Not presupposing you have
Been delicately trying for years!
The city of your childhood memories
Is so desolate and dark,
Even black clouds have departed the town,
Loved ones have let you down,
Fail to feel your pain
Or see the beauty
Of the emerging poet!
If I could loosen that knife
With romantic adoring hope,
I would hold your hand
Beneath a kaleidoscope
Of dancing rainbows,
But the answer is the love of self
That every day you’ll have to nurture!
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Knife Party
My knife - its sharp and chrome
Come see inside my bones
All of the fiends are on the block
Im the new king, Ill take the queen
cause in here were all anemic
In here - anemic and sweet...so...
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And come in
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And lay down
Go get your knife, go get your knife
Now kiss me
Oooh...well I can float here forever
In this room we cant touch the floor
In here were all anemic
In here - anemic and sweet...so...
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And come in
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And lay down
Go get your knife, go get your knife
Now kiss me
Ohh... I could float here forever
Ohh... anemic and sweet
Ohh... I could float here forever
Ohh... anemic and sweet...so...
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And come in
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And lay down
Go get your knife, go get your knife
Get filthy
Go get your knife, go get your knife
And kiss me...
song performed by by Deftones
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Lovely To Look At
The elegant lady who felt like a queen
was lovely to look at,
lovely when seen.
People adored her wherever she went.
She received all complements
when ere they were sent
with dignity and propiety
for all that it meant.
It meant she was loved.
It meant she understood.
that she was loved. She was loved
but not by the one that she did love.
He was not aware of her.
She waited for him to notice her
and her wait was terribly long.
She did not understand this dilemma.
What was it that was wrong?
Finally after many long years
her beauty was a thing of the past.
The one she loved for so many years
came to her at last.
Why now when my beauty is gone?
Why do you love me now?
His answer was not what she expected.
'For I feel I am worthy somehow.
To approach you before did not seem right
though your beauty astounded me
from the very first sight.
Your beauty stayed with me.
It will never depart.
And now my love, I offer my heart.'
The beautiful elegant lady
gasped as she held out her hand.
She was loved. She was loved
by the one she loved
and the feeling was oh so grand.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Bleeding
Stop bleeding said the knife
I would if I could said the cut.
Stop bleeding you make me messy with the blood.
I'm sorry said the cut.
Stop or I will sink in farther said the knife.
Don't said the cut.
The knife did not say it couldn't help it but
it sank in farther.
If only you didn't bleed said the knife I wouldn't
have to do this.
I know said the cut I bleed too easily I hate
that I can't help it I wish I were a knife like
you and didn't have to bleed.
Well meanwhile stop bleeding will you said the knife.
Yes you are a mess and sinking in deeper said the cut I
will have to stop.
Have you stopped by now said the knife.
I've almost stopped I think.
Why must you bleed in the first place said the knife.
For the same reason maybe that you must do what you
must do said the cut.
I can't stand bleeding said the knife and sank in farther.
I hate it too said the cut I know it isn't you it's
me you're lucky to be a knife you ought to be glad about that.
Too many cuts around said the knife they're
messy I don't know how they stand themselves.
They don't said the cut.
You're bleeding again.
No I've stopped said the cut see you are coming out now the
blood is drying it will rub off you'll be shiny again and clean.
If only cuts wouldn't bleed so much said the knife coming
out a little.
But then knives might become dull said the cut.
Aren't you still bleeding a little said the knife.
I hope not said the cut.
I feel you are just a little.
Maybe just a little but I can stop now.
I feel a little wetness still said the knife sinking in a
little but then coming out a little.
Just a little maybe just enough said the cut.
That's enough now stop now do you feel better now said the knife.
I feel I have to bleed to feel I think said the cut.
I don't I don't have to feel said the knife drying now
becoming shiny.
poem by May Swenson
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Within The Shadows Of My Mind
There are lots of memories locked away
within the shadows of my mind.
Memories of childhood years gone by
and they are located in the dark recesses
awaiting one day to escape from
within the shadows of my mind.
We tend to hide away
the sad things in our lives,
locking them away
never to see again the light of day.
We wish not to resurrect
all their sadness and pain.
Therefore, we store them away
within the shadows of our mind.
In the shadows, hold many tragedies
of which we do not want to relive.
The pain grows constantly
just thinking of them again.
So as I close each chapter
of my life as it unfolds
the memories that bring
the most pain are locked away
within the shadows of my mind.
5 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Never Blame The Rainbows For The Rain
Sailing along
The river of time
Adrift on dreams
Through midnight chimes
Positively frozen
Crystal waterfalls
The mountain of hope
Is there to be climbed
The sea of serenity
Is rightfully mine
Step on to the water
Knowing what is true
Never blame the rainbows for the rain
And learn to forget the memories
That cause you pain
The last whispered wish of age
Is to live it all again
So never blame the rainbows for the rain
The beat of my heart
The rythm of love
The earth thats beneath us
The heavens above
I can hear forever
Calling out to me
The changes we go though
Are making me strong
The shelter of friendship
Is where we belong
Look into the future
Knowing what we see
Never blame the rainbows for the rain
And learn to forget the memories
That cause you pain
The last whispered wish of age
Is to live it all again
So never blame the rainbows for the rain
The whirpool of doubt
Can spin you around
The wave of emotion
Takes you up
Pulls you down
Leaving far behind us
Sweet young passions spray
Never blame the rainbows for the rain
And learn to forget the memories
That cause you pain
The last whispered wish of age
Is to live it all again
So never blame the rainbows
Never blame the rainbows
Never blame the rainbows for the rain
song performed by by Moody Blues
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The RAPIST She Fought Back
(5/9/12)
I was coming home late from a date, and did not look
To see if anyone was around or was following me.
When out of the darkness he jumped out
And put his hand on my mouth.
Then put a knife to my throat and told me
"don't be stupid if you want to live
To me your body you will give."
She was always told: "don't put your life in harms way
And if you can - run away".
And if someone grabs you from behind
You must stomp on his foot as hard as you can
He will loosen up his hand. (which she did)
She swung her arm back as hard as she could
The pain in his crotch - he understood.
He dropped the knife and released his hold
She ran so fast - before her legs got cold.
Now there is a reason for this poem I must tell.
DON'T BE A VICTIM- RUN LIKE HELL.
I always told my daughter: to always look around
And to listen for any unfamiliar sound
Preventive medicine can always help you through
If you know just what to do.
p.s. this is just a story -but can happen.
poem by Louis Rams
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Kiss The Knife
its stupid for me
to let u back in my life
but i cant go no more
without kissing the knife
i know i made u made
i shall pay the price
but all i wanna do is.....
kiss the knife
u can stab me in my back
but i can take that
what makes me feel right
is a kiss to the knife
sharpiest knife in the draw
there is my knife out the door
kiss the knife goodbye
it cut me open
n i gave it my heart my life
i want you back
kiss the knife
poem by James Bost
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Mother Dear
Memories of my childhood keep coming to mind
Such a cruel existence and so unkind
I've gotten past the hurt and the pain
Buried the memories deep down in my brain
Forgave you mother many years ago
When you got sick I loved you so
Never once blamed you for the past
You blamed yourself until the last
You let what happened destroy you
We didn't hold a grudge if only you knew
Just wanted you to let us love you more
But for you that seemed a great chore
Your with the angels now and your mind is free
We love you so, each one of us three
You are on our mind both night and day
We will see you again in heaven I pray
So I bid you goodbye, once more for now
Till I can be with you again I vow!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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An Emo's Prayer
If they ever cared and ever loved someone,
Then let them hear what they have done.
To me for a decade now,
Let them know it was they who made me take my final bow.
I am emo this is true,
But what have I ever done to you.
I sleep by a silver blade at night,
Holding it so tight.
With scarlet blood in my dreams,
Yet no sign of a holy beam.
I want them to know what I'm about to do,
And why they hurt me was pain longer over do.
The names they said to me for 10 years has been stuck inside my head,
Now they'll see me lye motionless in my bed.
They say that sticks and stones can break your bones and word shall never hurt you,
Yet the words did more than hurt me and gave pleasure to you too.
They wonder why I cut my wrist at night,
Why I hold on to my blade so tight.
I want to escape this pain in my life,
I will always cut with that knife,
Now tell me do you understand why I do this?
why the knife gives me such bliss?
It takes my pain away for a while.
And leaves me with a broken smile.
My time is up and I must leave.
Time for me to see.
I hear the angels bells,
Yet I'm heading towards hell.
poem by Alice Spakrs
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Knife Man
Knife Man
I see most days the thin man who always carries a document map
that appears as slim as him. He has a distant look in his face like he
lives in a world of his own, and we pass each other like shadows in
the night. I have often thought of speaking to him, but I remember
fifteen years when his left him he went quite insane, when she came
out of a shop he stabbed her several with hunting knife till she died.
Sent to an asylum he was after five years declared sane and released,
so it is better to leave him well alone, one never knows he might be
armed with a new shining hunting knife bought at the gypsy market,
just waiting to feel slighted so he can use the knife again.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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My Wonderful Beautiful Lady Has Golden Eyes
Your angel eyes cursed me from the first time I met you
Your eyes have magic made me follow you simply
Your eyes colors stolen the color of the honey
Because the color of your eyes its gold
Your eyes shining in the night same the stars in the sky
I had never seen like you in whole the world
On all these specifications in you is not finished yet because you are unlimited in the beauty
Your long blond hair is very awesome
When the air plays with your blond hair & its fly when you are walking
Oh my god
I'm dying on this section of your beauty
Your awesome beauty chasing me everywhere I go
I can't remove you from my head simply
I see your picture always in front of my eyes
You burned fire inside my heart
I woke up on a dream I can't tolerance it simply
I can't tolerance your love simply
You are very hard love on me
But at the end I must accept it because this is my fate
May be I can't do everything for you that you want
But I have a white romantic heart it's for you only
So please except this heart that it's in your hands
I don't have money but I have this heart
I can give you only the real love in whole your life
But I can't build castles in the air & all suddenly fail down on the ground
This is me my lovely lady
The answer is up to you
I'm waiting for your answer
I became a romantic poet because of you
I became a famous poet & everybody know my love for you how its looks like
I loved you from the first time I met you
You are always in my head & I had never forget you for a while
I will still love you forever in whole my life
To my last day of my life
To my death day
You are my first love & my last love in whole my life forever, forever
Sincerely
Your Lover Forever In Whole Your Life
The Romantic Man
Ali Sabry
A Dark Star for poets
A tribute to Dark Star
There I see a Dark Star
It gleams dulled yet bright.
It twinkles of dancing shadows
written in candlelight.
Sometimes it shines morbidity
a self-inflicting bloodied knife.
With manic inclined lucidity,
describing a poet's life.
Transient an-hedonistic thoughts
On currents of a transilient breeze.
As Demons are beckoning darkness
Thus inflicting mental disease.
I seek this Dark Star to bare as I share
my minds quest for its sanity.
For all that is dark is not evil
here shadows tend, good to be.
This is a site called Dark Star poetry. My home on the web. I hope I can post this here and I hope some of you will visit Leashes site.
Windy Town
Theres gotta be something more to this life were given
Gotta be peace o mind and a piece o living
When the losers have won
And the damage is done
Only then will you be saved.
She dancing on thin ice while her mind is skating
Hes building on the dust that is suffocating
And a baby that cries
In a city of lies
For a freedom that is craved
And high will you fly tonight
In dreams you can hold this tight
But when will love blow round
When will love blow through windy town.
Sunny had a street that she couldnt live in
Sunny had a room that she couldnt breath in
But a heart that could feel
And a hand that could heal
And a passion filled with rage.
I never felt the air with a wind of change
I only felt a storm with a wind and rain
A city so deep
A soul without sleep
And a heart thats filled with pain
And high will you fly tonight
In dreams you can hold this tight
But when will love blow round
When will love blow through windy town.
Look out on a million dreams
Theres fire in all those schemes
Feel the burn of investigation
Love will be your inspiration.
Baby lets go again
On me and you it all depends
The power of love is a powerful friend
And I will love you till the end.
And high will you fly tonight
In dreams you can hold this tight
But when will love blow round
When will love blow around
When will love blow through windy town.
Baby through windy town
When will love blow.
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Down the road
As I walk down these roads I see people crying,
Trying not show their true feeling toward the person they love,
The more I walk on these roads I understand that people have suffered enough heart aches,
Down this road don’t have a clue where it will take me,
Continue knowing that I have a glue on this hand and my other hand holding a knife,
A glue that might give me a clue,
A knife that might end my life,
Yet I have a decision to make which I want the knife or the glue,
Who am I to judge what I want in life that might end it,
I am out of my mind,
I need to start over but there is no where to began it,
I have suffered enough,
I take it back,
Take back all the pain, heart aches, sorrows, agony,
Take it all back,
You have caused me to see them all,
I don’t need this,
You have feed me lies, hate, and hopes,
I am fed up with you,
Please make this go away,
Down the road I go knowing what will this life take me.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Cutting Greens
curling them around
i hold their bodies in obscene embrace
thinking of everything but kinship.
collards and kale
strain against each strange other
away from my kissmaking hand and
the iron bedpot.
the pot is black.
the cutting board is black,
my hand,
and just for a minute
the greens roll black under the knife,
and the kitchen twists dark on its spine
and i taste in my natural appetite
the bond of live things everywhere.
poem by Lucille Clifton
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Suicide
I sit here by myself, thinking of suicide
I look at a knife, wanting to commit suicide
I look at a photo, hating my life
Telling myself, suicide stops the pain
I turn the lights off, alone in dark
Reaching for the knife, that’s going to take it away
I think of certain people, they don’t care
For the first time, I think of myself
I dig the knife, into part of my skin
Letting all of my blood, pour out
I’m not dying quick enough, so another cut I make
Then a final cut on my neck, and a stab in my heart
poem by Lisa French
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Who's There
Twisting and turning
In the viable clouds
The swirling air
Came a dark mass
Casting figures
Over the square
The figures changed
And reports mounted of various descriptions of what people think they saw:
A tree, an axe,
A black demon-rider, an old tower, a harrowing canyon, a bowl of roses.
Death himself.
The town newspaper got wind of these discrepancies
And asked for more submissions.
The most popular answer was you see your most loved one,
In demise transforming,
Returning to mother earth.
And everyone was scared
Because none was prepared.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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It Rained All Night
I'm glad it rained all night
'Couse you would've been gone
I'm glad it rained all night, all night, all night
'Couse you would've been gone
I've been looking for love my whole life long
Searching for something to make me feel strong
I might be your lover, then I might be wrong
Yeah!
I lost it all that night
I felt my world go black
Lost my heart, my soul, my mind, my sight
Put a knife in my back
Let it rain!
Nasty dark clouds brewing over head
Oh, bring yourself in here
I'll give you shelter from the raging storm
You'll be so safe, I'm so sincere
I felt that pain all night
Since you've been gone
I know that pain alright, alright, alright
Where you were gone
I've been searching for love to ease the pain
The hunger and the knife that's in this chain
Thank the thunder and the lightnin' for making it rain
I'm glad it rained all night
'Couse you would've been gone
I'm glad it rained all night, night, night, night, night, night
'Couse you would've been gone
You know I would've been gone
A thousand miles away
And I would've just left thru another day
You know you stop my heart, you make me shake
Don't you know that your an angle and my soul is at stake
I'm glad it rained all night, all night, all night
Or you would've been gone
You would've been real gone
You would've been on your way
You would've hit the night going 95 and I never gonna see you again
Oh, let it rain!
Oh, let it rain!
Come on, let it rain!
Lightning and thunder, great big storm
Come on babe, let me keep you warm
song performed by by Alice Cooper
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The City Vs. The Country
In the city where the colours run dry,
Or in the country where the farmers grow rye.
In the city where there are fees,
Or in the country where beauty is free.
In the city where there are loud crowds,
Or in the country where you can watch clouds.
In the city where you camp out in your room,
Or in the country where you have fun dancing with a broom.
In the city where there are polluting cars,
Or in the county where you can see stars.
In the city where you seal the deal,
Or in the country where you can heal.
In the city where you say later,
Or in the country where you can see the water.
In the city where space is tight,
Or in the country where you hold their hand in the moonlight.
Written by Haley McRae,14.
poem by Haley McRae
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Keep On
(n. rodgers/g. smith)
Dancin', dancin'
Keep on dancing
So you don't have to fee the pain
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
So you don't have to feel the pain
Fate has dealt you a losing hand
Ever since the day that your life began
Wish you had some stronger ties
There's no one around to hear you cry
Move on up now, don't you see
Stop pretending you need a quick release
In the nighttime, in the rain
Like a moth drawn to the flame
Keep on dancing
So you don't have to fee the pain
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
So you don't have to feel the pain
Some people think they have everything
But they're living in emotional poverty
They use their fronts making deals oh, mighty sharp
There's no love and they're bankrupt in the heart
Sky above and earth below
You can't hide, there's no place you can go
From yourself you can't run
When truth hurts it's not much fun
Keep on dancing
So you don't have to fee the pain
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
So you don't have to feel the pain
Keep on dancing
So you don't have to fee the pain
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
So you don't have to feel the pain
Dancin', dancin', dancin'
Dancin'
Keep on
Keep on
Dancin'
Sky above and earth below
You can't hide, there's no place you can go
From yourself you can't run
When truth hurts it's not much fun
Keep on dancing
So you don't have to fee the pain
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
So you don't have to feel the pain
song performed by by Diana Ross
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