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I see illusions That round to scientific conclusions in a mottled mind Searching for something worth time for doubting In which not heart or soul can possibly entangle There are selves Nestled away on wearied dusty shelves Some corners torn and others never opened Like a taunting door that looms, leading to unknown destiny I read excuses The definitions, the explanations, all stolen from frozen lips When searching the heart is not beating, not feeling The mind does not wander so breath will not stir The uncharted garden Awaits in splendorous blooming, bringing, bright, branches Smell the incense of lavender, jasmine, mint Lurin

The sob was quiet splitting the worn seams of the starless night impaling the delicate balance into splinters of disarray while the rain washed away all evidence of sorrow now mingled and fallen blanching the frail blooms of scent and color what is life without love if not a bouquet of gray roses?

It has been weeks since I saw, I spoke, I wrote to you. The image of hedonism and strife Strikes a seething in my heart, Like a self-inflicting knife. It seems so surreal now: the way your eyes grinned at me when I inadvertantly said something amusing... Only this time, it was you Who caused the scars. It was you who decided to discard What we had, what we could have had. The way your frangrance seemed to permeate the air, until all I could smell was that scent that was so obviously 'you' Legs bent loosely around mine, Ice cold hands to indicate what you meant, Shared drinks, hugs, secrets--- A kiss? Wasn't all of this e

some nights, dreams aren't enough when the ache runs deep, I need more than remembered embraces, imagined trysts, more than hopes of tomorrow, next week, next year I want the truth of your bulk beside me when I turn in the dark, the reality of warm skin not my own, the unknowing of lonely but you're not here (and no one else   will do) so I will toss and turn in the cold arms of my dreaming once more

i think i'm getting claustrophobic alone and left to think of you have you forgotten all about me i am the one that put those roses in your hair and left them there in your vase and kept them alive in your home so you wouldn't be alone i was always your shoulder here to absorb your tears and pain your ear to chew on if you needed someone to bite down onto and i love you no matter what and i love you even though you hurt me and i love you even if you want me gone yet you still throw me away like trash push me aside so i can rot alone just because he wants you to even though you don't want me to fight when he’s the one yo

I whisper your name tonight Singing such a song Dreaming again by twilight Your soft lips reminding me Of such wonderful things I wonder what you truly see Our touch awakens our soul Your body quenches mine As we find ourselves made whole

My Love.. Smile for me Laugh for me Make me happy I'll cry for you I'll die for you Make you lovely Worth it Under this rain The clouds crowding my eyes My mind is hitting a miss Through the swollen thoughts Yes, I feel guilty Even now, I give you my honesty You know, Girl I'm waiting for you Oh, Oh, even more It's true My Love.. Cry for me Die for me Make me wonderful I'll smile for you I'll laugh for you Make you an anghel Remember Under the sun The feeling gets warm Through the heartful emotions Yes, I feel innocent Even after, I give you my necklace pendant You know, Girl I'm waiting for you Oh, Oh, even m

Letter Poetry Sweetest writes From a unique sol To a genuine heart Lend me your energy I'll lend my support Together, we make it happen Day by day to night by night We stay and role play Let the words just float around This is a Letter Poetry Bestest poemetics From a blessful body To a creative mind Lend me your smile I'll lend my assistance Together, we are a team Morning by Afternoon to evening by night We dream and tell a delightful story Let the words just float around This a Letter Poetry Dear Sweetest Writes Across my world comes you You inspire me all over It's so very true Let's talk and have fun Love Bestest

I feel you all over my skin, like little hands that dance across my nerves. You are sweet and when you speak I can taste it on my lips. You are like the secret that everyone wants to know, but no one can have. I am your keeper. Your eyes are the lock and key that has kept me held together. Sometimes, when I'm crying and sobbing and you can't understand me because I can't talk, you just smile. You give me that quick little inside joke and just smile. Then you write me something, a quatrain that turns my mood on its head. You write these things for me and all I want is to cry more and I keep thinking, "if a smile from the fates led me to you,

Storm clouds gather in the mind, Emotions running free- unchecked, Storm clouds gather in the mind, Peace you seek but cannot find, It's the last thing you'd expect, Can love undo this broken wreck? (As) Storm clouds gather in the mind.

You started out as my tempest, But over time you have become my rock I need you every single day, Without you my world would stop jlp November 19, 2009

Chocolate stains worse than blood, and lies cut deeper than a blade. So slice me open and let the sweetness flow, pour on words and wash the pain away. Deceit written on ruby-red lips cut down to the bone. Hate's an aphrodisiac, my absinthe-colored eyes aglow. Feed me your chocolate covered lies and let me live in ignorance'd bliss, cause stains can be removed, and wounds always stitched.

What is a poem? But A tale of words Written to mask something beneath The lies of sorrow And brutality That touches our souls So sweetly

She was alone, Now and forever, Alone. The waters had embraced her, Their chilling arms making her jackknife, But she could not turn away. They offered her solace, They offered her peace, They offered her silence. The waters inside were swirling, A whirlpool that was sucking away her existence, her very stability, But she could not escape. Her only solace, Her only peace, Lay in the choking presence of the ocean. Where she could be alone, Forever alone, In silence.

Her soul holds just the tiniest flutter Of more noble times when beds were warmer And bread was considered plain with butter But no jam. Now both are luxuries And the dull sticks of brown hair once blonde Remind her again that this life is a fraud. Families have been ruined before And, like deposed royalty, wait for A resurrection or an insurrection To restore them to palatial dignity. But what can you do when the economy Explodes so loudly you fear radioactive fallout? There is no doubt that almost everyone Is in the same forlorn position But the government won't make an incision In the budget to fund even the most destitute

The Wretched King Upon the field tread Shadow’s master All warriors despaired The fight is end, dead lay a king of men. But the wretched son With blood-stained hands Did raise the broken blade. With one stroke, was Shadow overcome Survive did his evil soul, Bound within a golden band. And the wretched son Became the wretched King Writ was the doom of Man. ~Twisted Harbinger

Please Leave your mark upon my skin Bruise my fragile bones Rekindle the fire within me that I Lost long ago Use me Abuse me And I’ll be there at your say-so

 For sixty days in a row, Liam Jansen burrowed into my dreams, tempting and teasing me inside my head. On Christmas Eve, he had destroyed my brain, rendering it unable to process anything save for thought of Liam. I would wake up in my bed without Liam next to me and I'd wear that emptiness, adorning it along with the rest of my clothes. Then I'd go to work, and on a good day Liam wouldn't stop for coffee and I'd just stare at the door, ignoring my manager's criticisms of my work ethic. On a bad day, Liam would walk through the doors and I'd see him for a split-second. Then he'd look away and approach some other barista for his venti mocha. T

Its hard to see tomarrow.You never know whats going to happen next.It could be good,like pulling through and making it passed the finish line. Or you could fall and never get up.Well I just want you all to know,no matter what life is throwing at you,it will , sooner or later, be okay.So,just think of all the people on DA.DA helps us all get through another day,it helps us break free for a moment.So if you love DA please give 3 claps. ~Deviant 4 life!

What once almost wasn't, Will now, forever be, For you, my lovely daughter, I give my love, eternally I can give no less to you, Than all that I am, If I were to do anything else, It would make me less of a man When you smile, I must smile in return, You have taught me, That I have so much to learn Your eyes are bottomless, A deep, sapphire blue, And I lose track of time, As I sit and watch you You mean everything to me, Which I can say now, With complete honesty, For I know what "everything" truly means What once almost wasn't, Will now, forever be, For you, my lovely daughter, I give my love, eternally jlp January 25

Ribbon Burned Topsy Turvey and Inside Out. Ain't that the way it always is? Lost in this world of chaos and crazy How do I find peace and bliss? What does it mean to you when I say my world is upside-down? I'm falling apart, slowly, step-by-step but to you I'm just a jigsaw with a missing piece. Dropping stomachs like a ton of paper bricks, I want your feather punch to knock me out. Spin me in to red ribboned lies and let me starve knowing that you are more then four steps away. Let me be there when they usher you out, roses falling at your feet. You can hear their encores raising in crescendo, music echoes as their ovatio

Blush the monochromatic air With crimson shades of azure tears Hush the wind's sycophantic flair With crackling wood as autumn nears. I shall stand and kiss the sky As memories fall down on me And remember that one day I Will never climb another tree. There is life and there is death And in between there is no rest But we can choose the when and how- I choose to love the here and now.

To the one that I once loved, I've lifted up this pen in vain for you'll not read these words And all the questions yet unanswered rage on still unheard. But even though I cannot speak, my hand will not be stilled Until the inkwell's dry as I am and this page is filled.   Since you left I've been abandoned even by my tears, My eyes are blind, my tongue is mute, my heart is rapt by fears. Why did you find it easy not to look back as you passed? What cause had you to build my dreams and shatter them like glass? If you had no need to go, why could you not have stayed? Though I remained faithful, why was I betrayed? I've lifted up this