Deep Poetry

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Monday, February 7, 2011

I want to?

Is everything In a relationship. If there is no trust There are no longer Any relationships worth having. God help us Find our path back to being able to believe in trusting and love. Sign in to see full entry.

Along the Road

I walk along, alone through wooded darkness seeking only inspiration not permission from the creatures that dwell in the night forest. They owe me nothing nor do they even know who I am but they know that I’m here and we share the night. For a short moment we are one all encompassed within the mist laden cloud, heavy with the smell of rotting leaves, which rises above the ground just high enough to conceal the movements of even the tallest man as well as the demons that pursue him. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Unrealistic World

It is so intense in here A question is always about the soaked-wet parade Bodies were rotten on the black vandalized street Leadership was a fallen hatred Now the innocents got to pay the hefty price. Sign in to see full entry.

Can i wonder?

Will She ever love me..? I ask myself as I stare her in the class 'She'll Never, I know' I say To make her mine I always pray. I do forget my friends I even miss my study But why She doesn't look anyday Seeing her I get so crazy Staring every action She does Her cute smile and sweet face I have no words to praise The way She waves her hair I even notice every breath She does Which increases the speed of my pulse Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Over and Over Again

= Yesterday = My world was complete. = BUT TODAY = I'm amazed by the damage twenty four hours can do. ~*~ = YESTERDAY = Life held such meaning. = BUT TODAY = I realize how life could be so cruel... ~*~ = YESTERDAY = There was joy in my heart. = BUT TODAY = My heart is broken in two. ~*~ = YESTERDAY = We made a vow to never part. = BUT TODAY = I cried - for I don't know how to survive without you. ~*~ = YESTERDAY = I shared my world with you. = TODAY = I stand in a world - bewildered and so... Sign in to see full entry.

Rewind?

suddenly a thought came to my mind, it made me from all sides kind.. i was sitting on my bed under the fan, reading the ingredients on coco-cola can.. why not GOD reverse the life of ours, so that it again start with old-age hours.. no teeth, grey hairs, loose skin and a stick, from sorrow to happiness click by click.. coming from old-age, work to wife, so we can better understand meaning of life.. falling in love with experience of past, then the meaning of love would be vast.. then from... Sign in to see full entry.

Ignore me till the end of time

If I ever speak no one will understand. For I speak the language which everyone knows, but no one remembers. The words which everyone has heard, but no one cares for. It lives in everyone. If it isn't spoken, it is forgotten... If you speak it once, however, you will speak it forever, Yes, I speak the lost language of wisdom, which has been heard, but is still ignored Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Chained Death

Hate this Watching you break down Seeing you hit the floor Not able to get up Watching how you die I don't wanna watch anymore I don't wanna see it every night Seeing it in my dreams Over and over again Someone make it stop Someone help me I can't stop it I can't help myself I can one way Die! Sign in to see full entry.

You Proved it

Am I human Am I a monster Monster I am so many things But human is not one And it never will be I scare you I hurt you How is that human I'm more like an animal But I want to be human So you will love me again Sign in to see full entry.

Roses

White Rose They tell you of when times were hard Folks shared toilets in the yard The darned socks on the washing line Dad digs coal down in the mine The view out from your back-to-back Is the panoramic black pit stack Life tarnished by the dirt and grime Children’s lungs smoked filled woodbines They tell you of when things were scarce And everything you had was shared Clothes handed down from child to child To subsidise dad’s pint of mild The coal fire and the old tin bath A holiday, you never... Sign in to see full entry.

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