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Leave.Leave me alone!
Is that so hard to do?!
You don’t care about my feelings,
They are nothing to you!

What have I done wrong?
I just want you to leave,
You hurt me more and more,
So how can I believe?

Your words mean nothing,
Your apologies are fake,
Just stay away from me!
How much pain can I take?!

You got what you want,
But what about me?
I only want one thing,
I want to be free!

I can’t take it anymore!
Every night and day,
You just refuse to leave,
So at least stay away!

Tears don't bring the dead back to lifeIt's shadow times and sunken lives
in a grave of mud and flesh remains
they've killed many souls with bloody knives
and weaved their ladders out of veins.
"Away!" they shout when death has cried
and off they run, away from pride.
"Away!" they scream when death has blown
so off they go, when blood has flown.
Then there's the boom of drums and trumpets
wail. Men fall to graves; they've pain their debts.
There's rust in bones, and tears at home
And strange lost love that walks alone.
There's a pretty, kind lady looking out the window
little does she know that now she's a widow.
And the little young boy who sleeps in her arms
had just lost a father down by the dams.
A beautiful girl lies beneath the pine trees,
staring at the skies and all what she sees
is the bright red sun, bleeding on the horizon
the girl shuts her eyes and death brings her ease.
Once an old man had a wonderful family
who lived on the other five chairs around
the kids would play and jump so cheerily
filling a quie

PanicSometimes, I feel myself quickly slipping away
from the firm grasp of reality,
which had suddenly released its hand
that had held onto mine so tightly.
I feel myself falling -
falling from a sharp cliff towards a calm ocean,
only to be claimed by it, instead,
and be swept up in the currents' motion.

I wonder why - why I was let go;
why I didn't try to stop
being let go.

I struggle to gasp for air
but find myself unable to, alas,
for just water fills my lungs
and bubbles float up towards the surface.
Darkness sweeps over me and my heart stops,
for I fear the worst
may happen to me or my sweet reality,
as my lungs feel ready to burst.

I wond

Plenty of TimeThere's still plenty of time
She said to the wind
And the wind whispered back
Not for those who have sinned;
Not for those who cry
In the deep of the night,
Not for those who die
In the darkest of light.

There's still plenty of time
She laughed to the boy
But he didn't laugh back
For he found no joy;
Not for those who slave
Through the long, hard days,
Not for those who pave
The path for your ways.

There's still plenty of time
She sighed to the moon;
The moon knew there wasn't
When you're filled with gloom;
Dear girl you must learn
Time's not what you think,
What you get, you must earn
When your life's on the brink.

There's still plenty of

Society is Screaming Society is screaming so loud, I can hear it internally
Inside my mind, bouncing off the boundaries
All the dishonor, poverty, lies and disgust sound eternally
I tell the world, warn them of this coming storm, they tell me it's imaginary

The ones who are here to help, they lie through their teeth and lungs
Lock me in, "fixing" me up, sending my mind reeling
Defiantly I fight, bare arms and legs, as they fill me with drugs
They've sent me so far from home, I'm so numb, I can't even feel my feelings

My mind is overflowing with images I don't own
I remain silent, let them believe it's working
Moving slowly through this twisted life

Teach me how to smile.I miss you more everyday
Like the sun misses the moon
and dream of the Eclipse
that brings me closer to you

It's torture being without you
Like soil without the rain
Your love fills me with peace
That gently massages my brain

Trying to forget you
Is like trying to swim upstream
If I even had the strength to do it
I wouldn't have the will to leave

Being in love with you though
Is like peacefully falling asleep
I need no longer to have a dream
Cause you're already with me

So hold your hand in mine
One more kiss before goodbyes
I'll always wait for you
because you taught me how to smile.

The Fragility of Life

A little girl was born on a beautiful summer day,
by the time that she was two she'd learned to talk and play.
The next thing mommy knew she was now a child of ten,
playing with her Barbie dolls and sometimes with her Ken.

Then came sweet sixteen, with a car and a boyfriend too,
to her the world was kind and good with each day born anew.
On her graduation day her mom and pop were there,
the thought of sending her to Yale was more than they could bear.

Top of the class was she, now her future's on it's way,
but a baby came that year, she gave the child away.
When she'd finally made the grade her parents were so proud,
the crowds would come t

The Reason whyArguing again
It's all we ever did
Could've been over anything
Even someone else's kid.

Well today I was tired of it
Screaming for no reason
So with a slam of the door
I was off to enjoy the season

The beginning of spring
So the air felt so right
My mind was finally at peace
And time flew right on by

Then a sudden burst of reality
Came in the form of vibration
Checked the caller ID, it was her
Trying to ruin my calm sensation

Straight to voice-mail she goes
If she needed me she wouldn't have let me leave
Now it's back to my sweet nature
Oh how much I enjoy the breeze

Not even five minutes later
My phone's going off again
Can't she tell t

So You Know She's Alive She's gorgeous, pure mind, embodiment
Her future, paved in the cement

She laughs, so beautiful
A shaky breath, so wonderful

That was what she was,
But all that's turned to dust

On the outside, she doesn't seem bent
Still the same case, but what's become of it's contents?

Don't be fooled by what you see
On the inside, she may be ugly
Nothing left but the will to breathe

Sweet smiles, valentines
Heart cracks, with the stroke of time
Nothing left, her home is a lie
Wounded hopes, a dream that has died

Only a breath, so you know she's alive

Why do you?Why are you crying my dear?
Why is your beautiful face full of fright?
Please hand me the knife my dear.
I want to see you live through this night.

Why are you sad my love?
Why are you hiding from me?
Please don't hide because they called you queer.
I can't be happy if you can't be.

Why are you hurt my friend?
Why are you bleeding out?
Please tell me what he did my friend.
I will stop him without any doubt.

Why are you so small sister?
Why don't you eat?
Please tell me what you see.
I don't want you to give up to this in defeat.

Why are you drunk brother?
Why do you drown yourself like this?
Please don't do this to yourself.
She wasn't wo

A sad story

The other day,
A common occurence.
I left an innocent note to my parents.

You went out,
The door had blown open.
I left a sarcastic humorous token.
At the time, I didn't think anything of it.
I wasn't too worried and nothing was nicked.
But it played on my mind,
Over and over.
Why get so anxious about this non-trauma?
Do you remember that time, dad?
I told you this before-
That time years ago,
Two men Came to the door.
They said they were here to pick up the car.
Something about it, it just seemed bizarre.
They wore blue overalls, they asked for the keys.
But you know what I'm like dad, paranoid me.
"Sorry, I wasn't told anything

my english homeworkFallen angel wondering forevermore
Black winged angel flying nevermore
My guardian angel wondering in the abyss
I wish I did not miss

My guardian angel forever more
Haunting me to the core
Making me go insane
Forever in pain

Wondering soullessly
Immortality loneliness
Crimson stains
Of my eternal pains

Leaving my emotions behind
My love denied
Abandoned for life
Waiting for my knife

To redeem my self
My inner self
Living in my own despair
Wanting to repair

To Be RevealedAnd what is there, lying beyond your mind?
A gracious greeting, or death warrant, signed?

When your sun is settling down on western sands,
Who will await you, stretching out their hands?

Are they holding your heart with reverence due,
or a knife, with which to strike straight through?

At the end of that hallway, what blocks your descent?
A saintly soul, or sins to repent?

In every tunnel, there are doors to inspect.
Some to show the future, others to reflect.

No one door, to paradise, leads.
No one road to bear the swiftest of steeds.

Yet, to Hell, there is no certainty still,
Mountains can't be climbed when there is no hill.

And so, d

Dear FutureDear future,
Am I merely a voice, left far in the past?
Where the sun once shone
Where I once laughed
Where the rain of my eyes
Poured down on my lap
Turned my face scarlet
And melted my mask

Dear future,
Does the sky still look the same?
Its brilliant blue
Screaming my name
Lending me wings so that I may fly
Pulling my feathers
And watching me die
Heartbroken, and crumpled upon the ground
Breathing faint words
In gasping sounds
Does its beauty still torture me so?
Please, dear future, I yearn to know

Am I merely the words from some distant shore?
Am I a memory, or something more?
Does the snow fall when the sun goes missing
Or does it mere

Unexpected Love.Traveling the world,
Searching for the one,
Looking day and night,
Seems like love is gone.

Walking all over,
From side to side,
Trying to find her,
Where could she hide?

Walking on a road,
On the same old track,
She was there all along,
Right behind my back.

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Sleepless

by ~evisorex, Mar 3, 2013, 5:45:05 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

Blue light dances across the ceiling,
Cast forth from my alarm clock always glowing.

We curl in bed, laying together.
We find solace in each other.

I kiss you lightly so that you don't wake..
You roll over so that our faces are point-blank.

Even in sleep, you're unwilling to part like there's bands. .
Nuzzling, you entwine our hands.

My heart beats..
Just once in two minutes.

Sleep starts to come..
And runs like a threatened bum.

Reality invades my sleep-deprived mind.
Releasing the pillow, I realize sleep is denied.

The illusive goal keeps slipping..
Of this, there's no hope of capturing.

I can't sleep because of thoughts of you..
I stare at the blue light and smile though.

I'd rather be sleepless
Than to be loveless.

Sleeplessby ~evisorex

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

I originally wrote this for unseen-writers as the prompt inspired this poem. However, I could not upload it in time and so I've put it up now

As ever, critiques, comments, and feedback are appreciated(:

Certain readers will be reassured that this is a false memory.

=minninnewah Mar 18, 2013 Student Writer

What a nice moment. I like these lines:

"Blue light dances across the ceiling"

and

"I'd rather be sleepless
Than to be loveless."

However, I think that in trying to keep your lines rhyming you lost a lot of what you could do with this. Some of it could have been put in much nicer words but you chose words that rhyme but that make it seem cheesy, like this: "And runs like a threatened bum."
I'm also not sure what this is supposed to mean: "you're unwilling to part like there's bands."

I think you gave this a real re-working and focused more on expression than on sticking to form it will look much more natural

~evisorex Mar 20, 2013

I was actually concerned with ending it like that.

It does sound forced and I disliked several of the phrasings. The third and sixth couplet in particular bothered me.
Awkward phrasing but it means that she's unwilling to part like we are bonded.

Okay, thank you(:

And thank you for taking the time to break the poem down(:

=minninnewah Mar 20, 2013 Student Writer

You're very welcome. Keep writing

=minninnewah Mar 18, 2013 Student Writer

Typo: I think IF you gave this a real re-working

~SomeonesDesire Mar 3, 2013 Traditional Artist

awww :3 this really made me smile

. You a really Talented

~evisorex Mar 4, 2013

I'm glad you liked it and smiled because of it(: Thank you!

~SomeonesDesire Mar 4, 2013 Traditional Artist

Your welcome

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