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Forgive but don’t forget me

I don’t want to be a bad memory,

so here I am, saying sorry,

for the things I’ve done that could possibly have hurt you;

with everything I say or done,

I hope you forgive me

before the sun sets and 

hope you’ll remember me

as a good memory when the sun rises.

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Lost Soul

Plagued by depression
on a blades edge reflecting.
He feel the cold steel caress him
soul peeled from presence now his ghost fill the heavens.
Bereft lady luck so he swigged liquid death,
push needle past flesh to rid evils banish stress.
Demons vanquish men a past hollowed by the pen,
hollow eyed again sparking up the stem
he prophesied at Zen.
Self destructive,
liquor burst the walls o...

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Battlefield of love

Emotional fortress built with broken stones,
Battle ram rushing a chill down my bones. 
Forecast rain and mist, 
Cutting down my sight, 
Loud cries followed by their echoes,
On this battlefield of love.
Throwing spears and arrows, 
Shaped as yelled sentences,
Directed at my heart,
Even the quiet whispers are able to do their part.

As the gates came crushing, 
You just stood still. 
S...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #47 {My Safe Haven}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #47} {My Safe Haven} 

 

 

You are my

safe haven as

you wrap me up

into your heroic

? angel arms to

protect me from

all those

trespasser that

trespasses against

me and this is

actually the only

time I feel at

ease with my

freedom and life

with so much

comfort as I

hate it when I

have to leave

this plac...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #46 {What Friendship Is}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #46} {What Friendship Is} 

 

 

 

A friendship is 

not a game to play

And it is not a few words to say to each other

And if it doesn't start until summer, spring,winter and fall and it always last throughout all of the seasonas all year long 

And if it starts today, tommorow and yesterday and everyday after that and may I fall for a special...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #45 {One Last Time}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #45} {One Last Time} 

 

 

 

One last time is what he said to me...

One last time for you to break my last hopes of us being together again... 

One last time to hear another lie from your lying lips...

One last time to hear you say baby I love you and I need you in my life which was another lie of yours... 

One last time for me to have my w...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #44 {Just The Way You Are}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #44} {Just The Way You Are} 

 

 

His hot steamy

dreamy body,

his cowboy hat,

his sexy smile,

his sexy kissable

lips,

his dark eyes are

lost galaxies,

his walk,

his talk,

his howdy

de do ma'am,

his abs,

his cowboy

boots,

his bandana

around his

smooth neck,

his faithful ?

horse at his side,

his be...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #43 {My Sleeping ? Angel Lily}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #43} {My Sleeping ? Angel Lily} 

 

 

 

My

sleeping

angel

{Lily}

as her

eyes

became

to

heavy

to hold

open

any

longer

because

she

heard

Jesus

calling

her

home so

she

cried

and

gasped

for air

and then

she was

gone and

now my

life

isn't 

never

gonna be

the s...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #42 {Dear Brother}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #42} {Dear Brother} 

 

 

 

Dear Brother,

 

Yet another

holiday season

is upon us

`n` it still

seems like

the very 

first one

without you

by my side to

open up gift's

`n` then go

outside to

make a snowman

in the white 

wintery snowy 

weather`n` then

come back in

out of the cold

weather to warm

...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #40 {Shh Sleep Tight}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #40} {Shh Sleep Tight} 

 

 

Shh now don't

make a sound

as the ? night

falls across

this land as

you listen to

the sounds of

the busy night

outside of your

window seal as

you slowly drift

off to sleep now

shh~shh

good~night `n` 

sleep tight `n` 

wake with the

morning light 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #39 {Alone With My Unknowns}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #39} {Alone With My Unknowns} 

 

 

Face to face 

expansive

uncertainty

in the

shadows if

I hold on

to you 

I might 

not be so 

lost into it 

can't we create

enough light to 

force it to retreat

but you are a 

part of it too 

the steady ocean

in your eyes 

frozen when I 

wasn't looking

`n` I lay her...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #38 {She Love's The Cold}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #38} {She Love's The Cold} 

 

 

I love the cold 

it chills me 

to the bone 

it makes me 

feel whole

in this 

world of 

unknown 

 

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover originally written on April 15,2016 but posting here on 12/15/2017 all rights reserved 

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #35 {I Will Not Live In Fear}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #35} {I Will Not Live In Fear} 

 

 

Once upon a time

from my past I

once lived in fear

because of a situation

with an exrelationship

gone wrong because

this man became

insanely crazy over

me `n` he took it to

the point of calling

me day `n` night then

stalking me `n` showing

up in the dead of the

night trying to bre...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #34 {You'll Never Understand}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #34}{You'll Never Understand} 

 

 

 

​​​​​​You'll never

understand me

if you would

already know

my story but

I find myself

having to explain

it to you a billion

times but

apparently you'll

never hear my

silence `n` never

understand my

words if you

cannot find

away to

understand

me 

 

 

 

 

...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #33 {Ignoramus You}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #33} {Ignoramus You} 

 

 

 

Why are you

such a ignoramus

person in this life? 

Because you seem

to be a smart

person in general 

but now I am

wondering about

that `n` I don't

deal with 

ignoramus people

either you want to

chat or just keep

on ignoring me like

you have been doing

`n` it's strange how

you ...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #32 {I Am Holding You}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #32} {I Am Holding You} 

 

 

Sweetheart I am

caressing you in 

my strong arms 

as I slowly lay 

you on the bed 

then you giggle

then I slowly turn

your cheek my way 

so I can ? kiss 

your lips `n` to 

taste those lips 

tonight are my 

best burning memories

that I will remember a

life time `n` every day 

for th...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #29 {Rose's Are Red Poems #5}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #29} {Rose's Are Red Poems #5} 

 

 

? Rose's are red,

Violet's are blue,

`n` all I have to

say that I regret

ever meeting you

or even talking

to you a major

douchebag `n` 

narcissistic man 

​​? Rose's are red,

Violet's are blue,

Now please do 

remember your 

sex difficulties by 

not being able to

satisfy your ...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #25 {Rose's Are Red Poems #1}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #25 {Rose's Are Red Poems #1} 

 

 

 

? Rose's are red,

Violet's are blue,

Now you are nothing

but a lame ass? joker 

that needs to have

his croaker 

removed all together

so there 

won't be no more

forced

innocent victims that

you can

capture `n` then 

killing them 

slowly 

? Rose's are red,

Violet's are ...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #24 {Unsolved Mysteries}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #24} {Unsolved Mysteries} 

 

 

 

Ain't it funny

how some people

puts in an effort

in at first then

they don't any

more because they

vanish like

someone that's

missing due to

an unsolved 

mystery` n` that's

all they'll ever

really be 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #20 {Every Evening}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #20 {Every Evening} 

 

 

 

You don't know

how it is when

you cry yourself

to sleep because

you are

missing

someone so

much

that your ?

heart 

is breaking

on the

​​​​​​inside 

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover originally written on January 15,2014 but posting here on 12/10/...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #19 {Living Death Traps}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #19} {Living Death Traps} 

 

 

 

Well for many year's

now I have a

reoccurring vision, nightmare, illusion

that has me living

out a hellish living

death trap that haunt's

me ? night after

when I am able to

sleep 

 

 

but most night's while

I am asleep I start

to have these dreams

or vision's that seems

so l...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #18 {He Just Don't Realize That I Still Care}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #18} {He Just Don't Realize That I Still Care} 

 

 

 

He treats me like

I never really even

existed to him even

when I did `n` now wish

I didn't exist to him

but in his reality I 

don't or never did but

I still do care though

 

 

 

`n` he doesn't care about

me or never really did 

because if he did he

would at...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #14 {My Story}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #14} {My Story}

 

 

 

The word's of

inspiration,

dream's from

that certain

person has been

beautifully

written on the

walls inked

down `n` linked

straight to my

soul that gives

me that courage

`n` strengths to

fight `n` my

battle because

I'll always

survive if it

takes the last

breaths in me

`n`...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #13 {No Southern Belle's Or Gentleman Far As My Can See}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #13} {No Southern Belle's Or Gentleman Far As My Can See} 

 

 

 

If this is the

main street

where southern

belle's `n` 

gentleman are born

at please stand

them up in a

line for the

world to feel

pity for the

red,white,blue

trashy redneck's

`n` hillbillies

which means

you too 

 

 

Because I

don't se...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #12 {White Snow Flakes}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #12} {White Snow Flakes} 

 

 

 

The white

snow flakes

began to fall

down like

the coldest

december

weather

outside

pearched on

my doorstep

`n` through

the darkened

dark of ?

night's of the

meadows that

once was

glistening white

`n` the white

snow flakes

began to mix

into a black

convoy ech...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #11{Noiseless Silence}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #11} {Noiseless Silence}

 

 

 

The sound's

of the noiseless

silence that

ringings out

in their head's

like the

amplifiers

sound's off

that she's

dead `n` she

lays there in

the echoes of

hysteria `n` 

the noiseless

noise covered

her lifeless

emotionless

body with the

darkness as

the amplifiers

...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #10 {One Wish}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #10} {One Wish} 

 

 

 

 

If I could

have one wish

I would wish

to wake~up

every day to

the sound of

your breath

on my neck `n` 

the warmth of

your lips on my

cheeks `n` the

soft~roughness

of your touch of

your finger's on

my naked skin

`n` the feel of your

beating ? heart

with mine as one

`n` kn...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #9 {My Shawty}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #9} {My Shawty}

 

 

 

I am gaga for

you shawty 

`n` 

there's no

body like my

shawty 

`n` 

shawty you

make me fall

for you `n` 

can't you see

what you are

doing to me as

I yell it to the

world around us 

`n` 

my shawty

recuse me from

the cold darkened

waters that I

was drowning in 

`n` 

...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #7 {A Story About Me I Will Always Tell It}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #7} {A Story About Me I Will Tell It} 

 

 

 

If there's

a story

about my

life that's

a story

that I

will have

to be the

one to

tell 

because I'm

the only

who knows it

`n` can

tell my

story so

well `n` until

then my

story will

remain untold 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #3 {When You Are Not Happy}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #3} {When You Are Not Happy} 

 

 

 

When everyone

around you is

happy but you

try really hard

to be happy but

happiness will

not come or

step back into

your life no

matter how

hard you try

to make it

happen 

 

 

`N` some day's

I wish that

I could sleep

an eternal sleep

so no would 

hear a pee...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #2 {Sometimes}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #2} {Sometimes} 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes

I feel

lost in

this evil 

corrupted 

world we

have to

call home 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 12/08/2017 all rights reserved

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #1 {What A Southern Queen Feels}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #1} {What A Southern Queen Feels} 

 

 

 

Sometimes the

southern queen

feels pain, hurt

`n` attachments

to people that

she shouldn't

in the first 

place as she

tries to hide

all the hurt `n` 

pain away from

the surrounding

world around her 

 

 

But that's her

biggest mistake

which becomes

her downfa...

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Flash Backs `N` Nightmares

{Flash Backs `N` Nightmares} 

 

 

 

The bad flash backs `n` nightmares haunt's my life `n` mind `n` memory today it washes over my whole body almost crippling it like the first time it occurred it's purely agony on my poor old soul that I wish would disappear from me because it's a wrecking ball to my life today 

 

 

`N` I can still see the flash backs `n` nightmares of the bu...

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Satan's Child

{Satan's Child} 

 

 

He was born into

the world of

darkness with

the markings of

his father's

mark~of~the~beast

in three numbers of

six~six~six hidden

beneath the darken

fleshy flesh on his

corrupted body this

he had to bear

upon this world 

causing chaos and

ruckus throughout

this evil land of

his father's Satan

 

 

 

 

 

...

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How Blessed I Am To Have You

{How Blessed I Am To Have You} 

 

 

I couldn't

even start to

fathom how

blessed I am

to have you in

this life with

me and in any

other life~time

before and here

after and no

matter where

or when I would

always still 

choose to fall in

love with you

my darling

love 

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover...

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I Do Believe

{I Do Believe} 

 

 

I do believe

that God above 

created you for 

me to pick and

love unconditionally

and he picked you 

out from all of the 

rest because he 

knew that I'd love

you the very best 

I possibly can do 

only for you 

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover originally written on February 1,2014 but posting ...

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Once Was His Queen

{Once Was His Queen} 

 

 

I was once your queen

You was once my king 

​​​​​​but now I am nothing not even a friend to you 

and now I cannot stand that you are still alive and breathing 

and you have moved on like I never was your queen or even your lover 

and I try to move on but I'm always hoping for us to make our ways back to each other but I know that will never happen ...

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Drape The Flag Over My Casket

{Drape The Flag Over My Casket} 

 

 

As I lost the war that I was facing but please deliver this message to my family and loved one's back in the states 

 

I am sorry that I couldn't make out of this nightmare but I'll always be flying with you only from heaven above now but I do miss you and love you all and please don't cry because this military woman is finally at peace and they ...

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We Stand Army Strong

{We Stand Army Strong} 

 

 

We stand under the American flag with us being stronger than before because we are united and Army Strong 

 

But when thing's gets dicey outside around us we pick ourselves back up two by two while filing out of the doorway two by two with our weapons in our hands with our military brother's and sister's standing strong by our side even while we may be un...

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Where Does The Time Go To

{Where Does The Time Go To}

 

 

As I reflect back on my childhood and then as a teenager and now as a adult and time is fastly slipping away on that slippery slope and there's no way to slow it down 

 

 

And soon what has been waiting us will catch up with us in the end 

 

 

And death is calling out our names of course 

 

And I have so much to show for my life but ...

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You Best Let Me Know

{You Best Let Me Know} 

 

 

You best be letting me know something boy because I am sick and so tired of me waiting for you to show me that you want me and that you do need me and that you actually do love me for real and not your kind of fake love crap and boy you best be getting to showing me someone or someone else will show me that they need me and that they do love me and see it will ...

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Hey Baby

{Hey Baby} 

 

 

Hey baby

when we

are

together

 

​​​​​​

 

And we are

doing 

thing's that 

we love

to do boy

I need you

to know how

each time I

feel like

I am in

"Heaven"

feeling like

I am high

off of our

love 

 

 

And I don't

want to let

you go 

 

 

And boy I

just need

you to know

boy how much

...

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War Paint

{War Paint} 

 

 

I may wear

war paint on

my face but I

will not let you

say or consider

me as a ?

clown because of 

my back~ground 

and my native

american culture

because many men

and women has to

put on their war

paint on their faces

before wars and

battles just like

our own military

troops does today

and they are not

to be conside...

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Time

{Time} 

 

 

One day at a

time that

will ease my

weary troubled

mind 

 

 

And just maybe

it will ease all

my wonders

away one day 

 

 

And it's supposed

to get easier but

it will in all due

time but it still

remains the

same that you

are not here

with us 

 

 

And all the

crazy facial

expressions

you made

somet...

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Desirable Lust

{Desirable Lust}

 

 

Your sweet lust

holds me so pure

and can tempt

me from what

I do desire which

is you and the

unstoppable aching

from my body

needing the every

day light that I 

am feeling for you

and I am your

sex slave and I

will not never

stop lusting for

you because you

are my rare drug

that I cannot

stop lusting for

and tha...

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Let These Boot's Do The Walking

{Let These Boot's Do The Walking} 

 

 

Little darling you

have walked all

over my ?

heart for it seems

to be like a

million year's or

more now and 

now it's high

time for these

boots to do the

walking all 

over your ?

heart and face

and then before

I am done I

will stomp your

? heart and

face into this

dang southern

ground that I

...

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Keepin` It Country

{Keepin` It Country} 

 

 

I don't have to have the finer thing's in life just keep it simple like me buy me something in pink or purple camouflage because that will keep my ? heart pumping, thumbing, jumping all day long because I'm keepin` it country because this sweet southern charm is real pure country and I do believe I'll be keepin` it that way and it's simple I was born that way or ...

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California~Birmingham Skies

{California~Birmingham Skies}

 

 

He was twisted up into the California skies always needing that extra special gift of love that would feel his ? heart with happiness for the rest of his day's on this planet but he painting his words of wisdom across the skies in California with the wanting to dedicating his self to this world the way he should have so long ago before his hair got all gr...

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No Guarantees

{No Guarantees}

 

 

 

There's no guarantees

that you actually ever

loved me at all




And 




There's no guarantees

that you was even

worth my tears over

these year's 




And I'm not gonna cry

and I sure as hell ain't

gonna shed no more

tears for you since

you left me to be with

her and tore my world

apart while breaking and

wreckin...

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My Forever Sleeping ? Angel Daughter Lily

{My Forever Sleeping ? Angel Daughter Lily}

 

 

My forever sleeping angel daughter Lily as her eyes became to heavy to hold open any longer because she heard Jesus calling her home so she cried out one last time and took one big gasp of air into her tiny lungs and then she was gone and now me or her daddy's life isn't never gonna be the same because we don't have beautiful our little Lily...

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Baby No Hand's Needed

{Baby No Hand's Needed}

 

 

Baby no hands needed as I walk up on you then drop it to the floor in front of you while you are wanting to smack and grab my booty but I turn around saying no~no baby no hands needed as you are loving my rump shaker style because you are wylin on me while I'm dropping it like the newest stripper at the dance club classes shaking my salt shaker up and down rubb...

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She's Trying

{She's Trying}

 



She's trying to forget: 
 



She's trying truly to

force herself to

forget about the

conversations

between them

 



She's trying so hard

to forget his voice 




She's trying to forget

how he made her laugh

even though she felt like

she's was dying on

the inside 




She's trying to forget

all the beautiful

romance...

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The Awaited Love Of A Lifetime

{The Awaited Love Of A Lifetime}

 

 


This shy girl awaited

for the love of her

lifetime to come a

long into her lonely

life that made this 

delicate ? rose

stays so closed off

to the outside world

around her and even

more so to men

because the way she

has been hurt before

so she closed the 

doors for finding her 

love of a lifetime and

she me...

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She Misses Him Badly

{She Misses Him Badly}

 

 

They shared something

so beautiful and something

so deep and true but that

was so truthful lustful love

affair ended to soon because

he didn't believe her so she

went on her way no matter

how much she cared or loved

him and so much she wanted

to stay but she knew that

they would only hurt each

other in the end and they

did bec...

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Poetry

Spilling words
Like blood
Onto the white page
Poetry

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His Eye's~His Everything

{His Eye's~His Everything}

 

 

His eyes are like getting lost into deep space nine with the glory of the heavens shining through them 

His word's was earth moving to her ? heart that she kept so hidden from everyone in deep space nine 

His voice was like the soft angel's singing out her name with touch of roughness to it which she founded to be intoxicating 

His hair was like sil...

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She's Shy

{She's Shy} 

 

 

She's always been shy 

She's always

been tossed away

because of her

shyness 

She's always

been hiding from

the surrounding

world around her

because of shyness 

She's always been

unseen, unnoticed,

unheard of because

 of bad case of

shyness 

She wishes that

her shyness would

disappear one day

so she will be adored

by...

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Angry Quote #10

{Angry Quote #10} 

 

 

Ol` boy

if you

ain't

nothing

but a

possum

on that

stump

way

over

yonder 

 

 

 

{Translation:

Meaning that's

as good as it gets} 

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover originally written in August 3,2016 but posting here on 12/05/2017 all rights reserved 

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Conceit And Vanity Quote #1

{Conceit And Vanity Quote #1} 

 

 

Maggie

was such

a stuck

up that

she'd

would

drown

in a

rainstorm

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover originally written in August 3,2016 but posting here 12/05/2017 all rights reserved

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His Writing

{His Writing} 

 

 

His writing was leaving me wanting more of his countless thoughtful thinking of my writing style and his word's are still visitable to my eyes and it has me yearning, wanting to know more about this man that is kind with his wisdom that is beyond his golden year's that had me reviewing his word's of beauty that had placed a big smile upon my face and lit up my eyes with...

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His Writing

{His Writing} 

 

 

His writing was leaving me wanting more of his countless thoughtful thinking of my writing style and his word's are still visitable to my eyes and it has me yearning, wanting to know more about this man that is kind with wisdom beyond his golden year's that had me reviewing his word's of beauty that had placed a big smile upon my face and lit up my eyes with starlets of...

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He Was Her Drug Of Choice

{He Was Her Drug Of Choice}

 

 

 

He was

her favorite

choice of

drug that

left her

? tongue

tingling feeling

of desiring

him that made

her feel high

like floating on

cloud nine 

 

 

and the

tingling feeling

on her lips

dripping wet

from licking

him like a

? lollipop drug

for the first

test run until

he has went comple...

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He Was Gone With The Wind

{He Was Gone With The Wind}

 

 

He was gone with the wind 

but when left with the wind he wrecked my ? heart like a nuclear war head exploding killing everything good that once existed inside of me  

but now I'm sitting here in this pain that is driving me to drink one more shot to try to forget about the wind that blew through my loving arms 

that hasn't returned or never will a...

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I Feel You In My Bones

{I Feel You In My Bones} 

 

 

I feel you in my bones 

I feel you embracing so deep that I feel it in my bones even though you are no longer here with me it's your everlasting ever essence of you that has me feenin for you 

I feel you in my bones so much that I still carry your love with me every where I go  

I feel you in my bones as the day's are long 

I feel you in my bones ...

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Conceit And Vanity Quote #2

{Conceit And Vanity Quote #2}

 

 

Betty~Lou 

was a 

woman 

that was

so stuck

up higher 

than a light

pole 

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover originally written on August 3,2016 but posting here 12/04/2017 

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Conceit And Vanity Quote #3

{Conceit And Vanity Quote #3}

 

 

That old 

Billie~Bob 

think's that 

the ⛅ sun

comes up 

just to hear 

him crow 

 

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover originally written on August 3,2016 but posting here on 12/03/2017 all rights reserved

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Mad At Myself

{Mad At Myself}

 

 

I'm so

blame

mad at 

myself not

you

 

 

I'm so

blame mad

for me 

always being

so nice to

you and me

always

apologizing

for thing's I

didn't do  

 

 

 

​​​​​​And I really

am mad at

myself for

getting so

attached to you 

 

 

 

And making

my life

depended on

you and

wasting my

...

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With This ? Rose

{With This ? Rose} 

 

 

I will keep it with me even after it withers and died 

 

 

And 

 

 

I'll place into a book to hold our love that way until the very end of all times

 

 

Because with this ? rose is delicate to the touch so protect it with your love

 

 

And 

 

 

Your love is forever real 

 

 

And 

 

 

As the day's is lon...

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Choice's

{Choice's} 

 

 

Well I'm stuck in a hard spot with a beautiful new blooming romantic relationship because this person has asked me for my hand in marriage and I'm somewhat scared to make a big commitment to him like that knowing I've had bad experiences with my past relationships before him 

 

 

And mu mind is telling me to listen to my ? heart that is still beaten up because of ...

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Thug Life Quote/Of Mine #2

{Thug Life Quote/Of Mine #2} 

 

 

 

​​​​​​Through my eyes

 you all will one day 

 see the real world  

 the way God meant it 

 to be without killings,

 murderers walking 

 free in our society 

 and our young youth 

 having to slang dope 

 to put in their mailboxes 

 to​​​ support and feed their

 poor families so they can 

survive through to a 

​​​...

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Thug Life Quote/Of Mine #1

 {Thug Life Quote/Of Mine #1} 

 

 

 The thug life 

 in me is one 

 day going to 

 set it off by 

dropping the whole

world to it's 

knees as you 

will flow through

me and I will 

go out in a blaze 

of glory as God 

made me to do

 

 

And my lil homies I ain't mad at cha

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 1...

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Sometimes You Forget About Yourself

{Sometimes You Forget About Yourself} 

 

 

Sometimes you do 

 forget about 

yourself when you 

 are to busy 

 taking care of 

 someone else and 

 other people to 

 but always

 remember to take 

 a little time for 

 yourself and always

 remember about 

 yourself because 

 if you don't no

 one else will 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_Americ...

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Rare Brain Disease

Sunday, March 6, 2016

 

Rare Brain Disease




When you have a rare

brain disease with no cure yet




So long ago as me being

inside my mother's

womb a very bad rare

brain disease was

passed on to me while

I was inside of my mother's

womb



Then from that time I

have found out that my

disease is called Arnold Chiari 

Malformation Disease

a...

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A Crime Of Loving Him

{A Crime Of Loving Him} 

 

 

 

If loving him

is a crime in

the eyes of 

the law well 

 go head 

lock me 

up and throw 

away that key 

because I am 

 as guilty as can be 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 12/03/2017 all rights reserved 

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Black ? Sheep

{Black ? Sheep} 

 

 

As the black ? sheep is an outcast in your eyes 

 

 

But if that black ? sheep gets the chance they will be the one's leading the pack 

 

 

Because they can only with stand so much hurt and pain until one day they will strike you without warning they will deploy a decoy to get you to believe them and having you hooked like reading a old romantic book...

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Mother Earth

{Mother Earth} 

 

We honor mother earth to keep mother earth clean and to protect her from all the trash, toxins, killable gasses, oils that's polluting mother earth from sea to shinning sea and not to be polluted by this drilling with all this fracking that is supposedly all natural fracking but as mother earth only scream's out in bloody murder and sickening pain as you keep poisoning her ...

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How Do I Stop Thinking Of Him?

{How Do I Stop Thinking Of Him?}

 

 

 

How do I stop thinking about him because it's been made clear he sure as hell ain't thinking about me 

 

 

I honestly don't get it am I that bad of person that he does me this way 

 

 

Please tell me is it me or did you not understand my rare brain disease and the side effects of it or did you simply find it amusing to fuck my li...

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Bad Luck With Love

​​​​​​{Bad Luck With Love}

 

 

He was my love that cought my ? heart by the thing's he would say and show me but now he faded away like our love never meant anything to him 

 

But it did me for what it's worth now 

 

I miss the longing of his voice saying I love you

 

But now my bed is cold on one side as I lay alone tonight writing this hoping one day it might find it's...

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Only Love Him

{Only Love Him} 

 

 

Only love him when you have to let him go 

 

 

No matter how much it hurts you but you have to let him go 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 12/02/2017 all rights reserved

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My Juicy Bubble Gum Yum~Yum

{My Juicy Bubble Gum Yum~Yum} 

 

 

He loves my juicy bubble gum yum~yum....

He loves to smash my juicy bubble gum yum~yum... 

He loves the way my juicy bubble gum yum~yum bounces the fastest like a booty~dew in a dance shake off contest... 

He loves to smack my bubble gum yum~yum leaving his hand prints on them...

He loves to rub his hands all over my juicy bubble gum yum~yum ...

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His Southern Berry Yum~Yum

{Southern Berry Yum~Yum}

 

 

He loves his southern berry yum~yum that he can't get enough of because he yearns for more and more of his southern berry yum~yum 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 12/01/2017 all rights reserved

 

 

 

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I Know You Want Me

{I Know You Want Me}

 

 

I know you want me...

You know I wanted you too...

I know you needed me...

I know I needed you too...

I know you desired me...

I know I definitely desired all of you until the very lasting drop's of you and then some... 

I know you loved me...

I know that I still love you so much that it's destroying my world... 

I know you devour all of me...

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Sister's By Blood But Distant By ? Heart

{Sister's By Blood But Distant By ? Heart} 

 

 

I miss my sister by blood she once was my sister not just the sister she's pretending to be today

 

 

{And I miss my blood sister} 

 

 

 

Because as children we laughed, cried, played and loved each other like only blood sister's could do 

 

 

{And I miss my blood sister}

 

 

But as we grew up got older...

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Just A Lick

“Just A Lick”

 

 

Lick all of me 

and lick all 

of my sweet

delicious holes

until you make

me cum and

until I am ozzing

with all of my 

sweet delicious

jucies that are 

flowing from all 

of 

my

holes 

 

 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 12/01/2017 all rights reserved

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I Have Listened

“I Have Listened”

 

 

I have listened

and I have played

and I have obeyed

to your commands

so now it’s time 

you give me some 

we both can get 

laid since I was a

good girl and played 

with you today 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 12/01/2017 all rights reserved 

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Hayloft

“Hayloft”
 

 

The hayloft love making

baby it was so sweet to

my burning infatuation

and body as you gently

laid me down on the 

straw bedthen kissing my

whole body and you

even had my toes

tingling and then

you started to work

your sweet sex magic

while making me sigh

loudly because it was

like the first time we

made love all over

again baby the...

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Pleasure Me

“Pleasure Me”

 

 

Baby please pleasure me

with you kissing my

neck then nibbling on

my lips while working

your way down my

endless curves and as

you caress them with

your hand and finger

tips while running your

lips down my sides as 

I sigh a little bit with

my body shaking with

excitement from me

wanting you and baby

it feels so wonderful

beca...

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What We Deserve

{What We Deserve}

 

 

You hurt me more than what I did deserve

 

 

Because I loved you more than what you deserved 

 

 

And one day soon someone will pay you back the same way you done me

 

 

 

Because that's what you will definitely deserve 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 12/01/2017 all rights reserved 

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Sadness Has Stolen My ? Heart

{Sadness Has Stolen My ? Heart}

 

 

 

My ? heart is hurting so much beyond any word's I can ink down 

 

 

And the pain is tearing up my? heart and soul up 

 

 

And someone please tell me how I can retrieve it 

 

 

Because now the life filled with sadness of a lost love has forever stolen my? heart away 

 

 

And as I'm still trying to revive it today ...

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Don't Wait

{Don't Wait}

 

Don't wait until it's to late to tell someone how much you do love, miss them and how much you do care 

 

 

Because when they are gone no matter how loud you holler, yell, scream, shout and cry they won't be able to hear you anymore

 

Because it's to late because they are dead and gone 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 12/...

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I Run Away From You

{I Run Away From You}

 

I run far away from you these day's because it hurts me to even exist anymore without you but you don't or care about that shit do you no you don't 

 

 

But if it was the other way around you would have been long gone a million year's ago 

 

 

​​​​​​But now I'm always running non~stop because the hurt of not having you is more than my ? heart is will...

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Diseased Brain

{Diseased Brain}

 

Some day's I wish my brain worked like other's brain's did of being normal but since I was born this way I can't help it when my thinking or writing gets messed up with backwards word's or being out of place but I do fix them if I catch them 

 

 

But if I could help it I would but sometimes I have no control over that and it's like chiari takes over my train of th...

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Just Maybe

I try to be there by your side throughout the year’s but now the time has come for you to be by my side through this incurable illness I am dealing with but I’m left out in the cold waiting for you and maybe that will change before I’m dead

 

 

 

 

https://wordpress.com/posts/my/unknownperson79.wordpress.com

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover Originally Writte...

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Popping Pills

{Popping Pills}

 

A bad habit of popping pills like that old tapped out addict that is looking for their next fix like a cocaine rockstar on their best high of their life 

 

But when they come down off of that rockstar high then reality set's in then they withdraw from friend's and their family while trying to hide their pill popping addiction 

 

But now they cannot do it anymore...

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Invisible ? Ghost Writer

{Invisible ? Ghost Writer} 

 

The background scenes of a ? ghost writer that is transparent and so invisible to the outside world around her as she keeps her invisible identity hidden beyond the fences of her ghostly safety because she has been abused, beaten, verbally abused at the hand's of society and you that has left her broken for year's and as the ghostly female writer hates that she ...

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Tears In Her Eye's

{Tears In Her Eye's} 

 

The tears in eye troubled sad eyes that flowed down her trouble worrisome cheeks as he laid beside her fast asleep as she slowly laid her head down on the wet pillows that was underneath her head without him even hearing her cry so as she cried and wepted for him because even though he laid beside of her she felt like she was alone in their bed and like what did I do ...

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I Was Born This Way

{I Was Born This Way}

 

I was born this way 

 

I love my native heritage with touch of country class with southern sass

 

 

So don't hate me for being born this way 

 

 

And I'll be walking that long country mile 

 

 

And I thank God made me this way 

 

 

#Cherokee~Nation #Country~Thang #Southern~Sass

 

 

 

 

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Hillbillies

{Hillbillies}

 

Hillbillies we are now entering the estate of losing our hillbilly head's as we are gonna be the one's standing tall at the end as we watch the world fall like sickened weakened match stick's being broken at the nation's expense as we as hillbillies by our blood we shall shed all the other one's not worthy of life and you call us white trash but far from that because we are t...

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Country Is How I Live My Life

{Country Is How I Live My Life} 

 

I live my life straight up pure country and if you need me I'll be out getting it done 

 

While you are eating my dust in the evening sun because I love to work but I play even harder 

 

 

While you are treading in my ever essence of what could have been or what you could've had 

 

 

Because your once queen is doing her own thing an...

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I Did Once Love Him

{I Did Once Love Him} 

 

It seems like a million year's ago now that I did love him but the everescents of his memory lingers with me today the ? heartache never seems to disappear from my world as this isn't what I expected in the end but I guess it wasn't never a guaranteed any more than he gave me which was nothing but endless heartaches and in the end it was a bad hurtful dream that is s...

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Feeling's Of Being Stalked

{Feeling's Of Being Stalked}

 

People in our society thinks it's okay to say they have a romantic relationship when you are stalking them showing up at certain places that they are at and then lurking around their homes or job 

 

 

And would you please tell me if that's not stalking I'll kiss your assets~{ass} 

 

 

Because you are crazier than I thought in the first place 

...

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Truth Of Our Love

Yes this is very true for my husband he is the lighthouse in my storm that we whether together or try to overcome the things that has been placed in my life and that has affected our lives as husband and wife and he is my comfort when I need comforting and he is my light to guide me on my darkest shores that kept me away so far bay and as his love and wisdom and caring and support always guides me...

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Delicate Rose Bud

{Delicate ? Rose Bud} 

 

 

She was a pure gentle delicate ? rose bud that needed tender love and care because she was in fact so fragile that she had such a beauty that made her stand out on her own but the ? rose bud was so scared that she would eventually break with the wrong little bitty move but she pushed on through to grow so big and strong that she could set out on her own way 

...

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Loving Him

{Loving Him}​​​​​​

 

 ​​​​​​ Loving him has been the best part of my life because he has given me unconditional love, support, courage, strength, and oxygen that he pump's into my lungs and body that makes me want to continue on with me battling my disease and beat it until it doesn't exist in my life anymore and he is my back~bone when I am to weak to stand on my own he pulls me through to ...

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My Chiari Journey

{My Chiari Journey} 

 

 

 My Chiari journey hasn't been easy~peasy but it's a journey I have never had to walk alone but I have always been chiari strong as the day's are long and as my conquering journey continues on

 

 

 

 ©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 11/29/2017 all rights reserved

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Letters with Words

Sky gets brighter

Black dog appears

Calling my name

Whispering as he nears

 

Words softened, falling

One by one, letters

Clinched, left broken

Fragments and pieces

 

Captured and glued

A story is breaking

Two sides reconciling

To harmony and healing

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How do I love?

The lamp lit up
The dark room
Eyes half-awaked
A blank stare
At blinding light
Like a ray
Shooting the self
Capturing
Reasons to hate
The good life
That must have been
When one day
Faced a road's bend
Beheld pain
In the mirror
Bleeding tears
Drowning the sight
Of real love
Of a real man
Worth to fight
For forever
Beyond death
And to a dream
Of a life
Of love beyond
Everyth...

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Billionaires

I hooked onto the face of a psychopath executing flagellation
ate his lobster raw
and its eyes for his eyes
his damp face from my white meat spit
elastic banded claws dropped on embroidered brogues
in Monaco gamblers we trust
rise over here and I’ll hammer you

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As Winter looms

They tell you to try with all of your might,

But it's the things that you least expect stealing your sleep at night.

As we descend into the darkness of winter, my mind is lit up with thoughts on 5th November,

I look back, I remember you, I remember

.

Walking to Oxford Street all alone,

the people that pass by, they all seem like clones.

It's not long until they have somewhere ...

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Sympathies for the Preacher

I see that depraved preacher man

Spewing at me variations of hate

For knowing variations of love,

Male, Female,

Romantic, Lustful.

In the shallowness of skin deep I have learned self-love.

I have found beauty in my body

Where I once could only envision the brokenness

A gaping hole where my heart was.

For so many years I had to reject what I felt

Kept pulling chunks of...

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Interview with myself on my poetical journey with poems included

Affinity with words has been part of me since trying to decipher little card cut words given by a teacher, but my journey into poetry began in 2002 when something changed the course of my life as surely as a strong tiller on a lightweight boat, or piece of drift wood caught in a strong current.
Before that I was as a sycamore seed spiralling every which way in winds. What happened caused my ship ...

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An Iffy Poem

With apologies to Mr Kipling... purveyor of exceedingly good poems...

 

An Iffy Poem

 

If you can write and not make rhyme your master,

If you can feel and let those feelings flow.

If you can think and find a simple structure

Which builds your thoughts of love, then lets it go.

                     

If you can find a telling rhyme or metre

Which fits with all your tho...

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Time

Time heals 

but I put my time 

in an ice cube 

and now global warming 

struck and the feelings 

have been let loose

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Bags

Here's a kind of slaggy one:

 

Bags:

Where are those carrier bags?

No, not those recycled poncy type.

The slaggy ones, a slip of plastic, 

with Key Markets or Tesco on the side,

Like me Mum had.

 

Throw away ones - which is exactly

what you did.  

Shamelessly, without a single qualm. 

plenty more where they came from.

 

Don't get me wrong, I salute those 

...

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a toast to the afterlife

here’s to the afterlife —

what fate does the day after The Last Day hold?

doubt ,

doubt consumes man’s faith .

down into the depths of the pit

my mind descends ,

down to the caverns ,

the walls closing in .

the light dwindles ,

crushed under the weight of this apparent reality .

hopeless and helpless ,

lonely and tired .

beaten down by the endless sorrow .

di...

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I am Thee and She is Me

What is the universe

 If we are not here to behold it

 To understand it

With all – the compacity

Of all- humanity

 

What am I without the world

The life that I can bring from its beauty

Would I not just be another girl

The life that fades with her beauty

 

My mind being

With my eyes seeing

Fueled by the galaxies

Destiny- projecting through its physicality

...

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Stretching

The big oaks at the corner
stretch their leaves to gather the evening sun.
A breeze lifts and turns them,
dark, bright, bright, dark.
A green glitter effect
that entrances me
starting the long stretching walk along the lane.

As I walk, the sun lights overhead leaves,
creates broderie anglais shadows
where cars slowly trail only feet apart.
Above a lacy sheet of alto cumulus spreads
pi...

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Heavy Water

A heavy rain pressing staccato against the bedroom window

droplet snakes chase each other down to the collected pool on the dimpled lid of the wheelie bin

Inside
we are dry
we are warm

The incense stick meditates it’s aroma throughout our space
the smoke caressing our senses like an ethereal concubine
virgin candles of pink and white cast our silhouettes on the mandala that hovers ove...

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My Mind Is My Own

My mind is my own

But it’s thought are foreign

Their nature is a conquest of deception

Forcing perception to be an abstract idea and a tangled question

Sanity is now an opinion within itself

 [no one in their right mind can understand it, and no one out of it can claim it.]

Truth no longer means

And anything is just a dream

Absence is more concrete

For it clears my mind ...

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Once more

Through the pain of life

And the prick of a knife

I learnt how to live

Surrendered faith to give 

I saw your devotion

Sensed life's promotion 

Catastrophic promise

And disquieting dismiss

I fell into a stratagem

Darkness like tantalum

Covered in loneliness 

But now harmonious

Now I'm ok

Goodbye decay

I've learnt to live again

Forgotten to deign 

I'm ...

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Overwhelming Sky

The overwhelming sky enthralls me
Shows me its magic, fills me with glory
Layers of stratus, piles of towering cumulus
Cirrus lacing glazes overtop
Neon pink icy scribbling on an evening horizon
Fireworks sunsets, pale sleepy dawns
Reds, yellows, purples, greens overwrite the blue and black
Gauguin, Picasso, Rothko must have felt this
The Starry Night is truth, no wonder Vincent suffered s...

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PALM TREES

 

  PALM TREES

 

 The palm trees at Alghero

 Are of impressive height and girth

 Their solidity demonstrates confidence;

 Sometimes we touch them

 Hoping to be made strong too.

 

 In their shade we shelter

 From baking sun,

 Under their protection

 Friendships are made

 On sultry August evenings.

 

 Nearby in an ornate church

 Time ticks away in marb...

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Dusk

In the darkness it was a shadow

Highlighted by the edges of the rising sun

Where in-between it began to gleam

As the son stuck its fingers through the seams

With her eyes on

The horizon

Watching

The dusk of the night

Meeting

The don of the day

And with its light

It ended twilight

 

Oh Maddened Mind Of Mine

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For you I will do my best

Slowly you disappear into the past,
yet you are buried in my thoughts which I'm forcing to last.
Everything that you do,
finds a way to touch my heart,
and every word you say,
shows the beauty of your art.
Your bleached white hair,
perfect smile,
cute little nose,
an honest representation of your soul.
You say you want to give up,
but you don't have to go.
You're not alone, nor will yo...

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Forgive me

What did I do?

I'm sorry I hurt you.

I've never been this sorry

Like a sky so starry

You're the light to my night 

You're the courage to my fright

And I've cast you away

Thrown you to the fray

And I'll do whatever

Whatever you want forever

Anything to get you back

Because my life's gone slack

And I need you

Your every blue

I need your smile

To cover my ...

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Bow chicka wow wow

 

I want to take all your pain

But I don't want to taste it again

You deserve everything

Everything the world can bring

And if I could give you the world

I'd leave it at your feet unfurled

You're my addiction guy

Leaving me all over high

Until I can't breathe

So don't ever leave

Because I'm sure I'd die

If I ever caught you in a lie

I'm emotionally bound

W...

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Poetry

Candlelit Cigarette

All these new things, 

Happening. 

Time passes through me like a breeze - 

But the hours feel like eternity. 

These cigarettes hurt me, 

But I can still breathe - 

My heart skipping beats - 

Occasionally. 

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Poem

I might make you laugh, but I might also make you cry,
I might give you answers or make you question why.
I can look so serious or sound really quite absurd
I am divine unseen pen pictures designed to be heard.
I will make comparisons to shine a light inside your heart
I’ll begin our stories with with an epilogue or end them near their start.
My language can be quite colourful, yes I have be...

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Abandoned Houses

Take me to the woods to rip out my soul -

Kill me and bury me in a deep, dark hole.

Kiss me,

Drunkenly,

In abandoned houses,

Listening to my heart scream -

Drowing out the loudness.

Photos forever of jumping trampolines,

And a mother suffering silently,

Mentally.

Sleeping on the floor with the sick kittens -

Wondering where I put the sandwich I bit in

Which tree...

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Space

Stuck in a box,
Barely breathing,
Barely alive.
 
Lines everywhere,
Running alone,
Chasing unknown.

Searching a hole,
Finding escape,
Hunting for space.
 

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Sins which we are

 

What am I?

A fruitful comrade?

A terrible lie?

And if so, how bad?

I lie awake at night,

Lost in thought,

Troubled by fright,

My stomach in a knot,

Because,

If we are all unjustified

Destined to hell

Blossomed in pride,

With our breasts full of swell,

Swelling with sin

Sin which we nurture 

Sin which we bath in

Sin which is our future

Sin whi...

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This Morning Was A Breath

This morning was a breath,

And the burdens were weightless.

My hair bounces as I walk,

And my voice is clear when I talk.

I smiled when the camera was pointed at me.

It feels so good to just be seen.

The caress of you,

Reminds me of colorful views,

That  used to be used to.

Today I am me -

And this me is brand new.

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Cheap Mascara

Did you ever try to accept me,

Instead of avoiding me?

Or drinking me away?

Because I tried everything,

Just to make you smile at me,

But I could never make you laugh,

But I smiled constantly -

Like a fool.

Caring for you.

Because sometimes I couldn’t sleep because I was too excited to be in love with you

But sleep to you was like a breath -

And I was always your p...

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Bragger Greys

Instore café content, paces past a chemist and a black man, taste it
Bearded men, smooth men, and golden ruby wives
Vigour-lacking lists turning over old stories, new times on black and white paper, detail sliding tackles
He-'politician’, this day and age had his lady helper, a mug to mouth coaxer, slow motion intake hailer
Not about beyond, that ‘should be’, leaving, knowing near-term middle ...

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All I have

 

You're all I have

And all I need

Don't make me behave

Just make me bleed

Bleed with a wound

Conjured from a scream

Made perfectly tuned

And carved from a dream

Wholly burn me through

With this undying love

Beat me black and blue

Release my white dove

Spread my wings

Let my screams soar

Think of all the little things

And steal me back to the floor

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Poetry

Please don't leave

I'll let you break my heart

Even let you tear me apart

And I'll laugh that whole time

Because I enjoy your every crime

I'll kiss my murderer

I'll miss my slaughterer

I'll want the person that killed me

And with all my heart I'll love thee

 

Even when I'm pierced by the knife

I'm filled with the purest of life

Brighter than black and white

A violently emotional f...

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A Triadic Structure of Depression

My poetry's hollow and null
And like my life it is quite dull
So I ramble and cry
And I wish to just die
While I ponder why I've not been culled.

 

And yes even so
I continue to write words
With no direct form

 

Rhyme scheme, structure, they mean very little
To a person who has no control of their life
And apathetically watches as he carries on strife.
And in a rotted hole, th...

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seconds away

Don’t think
Take it
Blithe
Legal Aid and alcohol

*(Copyright is mine. Please contact me if you want to use or perform any of my poems.)

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Sane × Insane

Why do you expect so much good in other people

Why do you pray so much under every steeple

How can you be ok to be disappointed all the time

And hurt yourself with so much hope inside

You’ll never learn your lesson if you try to be blind

To The bad side of people you try to hide

And let them inside your heart again

Is it a crime to let them cause you so much pain

To the poi...

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Billionaires

I hooked onto the face of a psychopath executing flagellation
ate his lobster raw
and its eyes for his eyes
his damp face from my white meat spit
elastic banded claws dropped on embroidered brogues
in Monaco gamblers we trust
rise over here and I’ll hammer you

*(Copyright is mine. Please contact me if you want to use or perform any of my poems.)

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Free Pass

Renegade living, after the Vietnamese boat-boy was beaten, after motorcyclist came looking, after steel toe-capped boots and a hammer threat, after a nearly ended dad by caged bird
Forty miles from the sea he shouted about a broken car window handle, never onto manipulations or abortions
Too tight squeezes later, tax man and his vice girl with the lost dog lie
By nervous accident, same place, f...

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DETOXIFY

Yeah, you goofed up a lot
A lot more than you recall
Beam with your smile
Glow! Show! Give a try!
But now you 
Detoxify

Mistakes take long to set up
Not that you have given up
Rise with your arms open
wrap!!scrap !! Rectify!
But now you
Detoxify

Only you know whats your craft
The world is needy of that draft
So with your skill
Kindle!! Follow!! Magnify
but now you
DETOXIFY

...

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Fiery Tears

Fiery Tears

by Jason N Smith

 

Fiery tears tumbled free fall to explode and splash

like a mass C4’s destructive aftermath,

massacring bright young paths

into broken jigsaw pieces,

with no refrain from an emotional blast radius

rippling painful sorrows as towering Infernos

blistering burnt brightly from windows,

where no one can consoles those bereft of breaths,

bec...

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The Fall of Man

Eleven antemeridian house breaker, home wrecker
Now she’s rubble left, sustaining all her more, all her less
Memorial tumbler with a three-quarter up-ring on a bedside table
She’d got to the point, of a hanging frame off bone arrangement, but can still take real, the outside, real weather, God placed it on her neck
Outside to a whitening wilting life, with a cheap bus ticket, would-be liar to ...

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Spoorwegen

Talking Asperger in Holland’s gutter
women for men
man-hiding in scab wombs
smell the dad perfume
childlessness disease
restless rights and south paws breaking Pentagon’s cyber world
devise numerical love


*(Copyright is mine. Please contact me if you want to use or perform any of my poems.)

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SONNET FOR ROONEY

  SONNET FOR ROONEY

 So I gets this call from Gareth Southgate

 And he's laying it on like marmalade,

 Saying come back Rooney you've got it made

 Playing for Everton, O what a state!

 I thought your ambition was to be great!

 England's not a problem don't be afraid,

 At Goodison you'll always make the grade,

 So get those three lions back on you mate.

 

 But I though...

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David Subacchipoetryfootball

I had that dream again...

I had that dream again...

You and me dancing on some random beach.

 I felt your hands on my thighs,

moving me gently with your warm eyes.

You were looking at me like if it was the first time, 

the first time of holding me with your warm hands. 

I remember it clearly now.

My head was resting on your chest,

I know you were smelling my hair and

playing with it just like y...

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Poetry

A paradox
Of expressions
And concealment.

An escaping
From the deepest
Hole of the self.

An adventure
To the quest for
Liberation.

A hiding place
Through metaphors
And similes.

Like a dungeon
Waiting the key
To be unlocked.

 

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Haiku's inspired by the Poetry of Bruce Lee

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The fallen blossoms
Clouds floating across the sky
They blend together

Waves crash around us
The water becomes murky
Will clear by it's self

Bird sail purple sky
Finds the pink rose blossoming
Dawn purple to gold.

 

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Lost entity pt 1

Lost in the world

the ways of the world are much better

much more fun,

Whats life without fun?

They dont know how wild you are

They dont see past the innocent smile.

You was lost

and beat up,

You were too wild

but you never hesitated to follow your desires,

you divided your soul from your spirit

and you could differtiate your mind from your conscience.

I can see...

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All Poems of Shaakiera Schroeder

http://www.poemhunter.com/shaakiera-schroeder/ This page contains the collected works Poems, reflective pieces ,etc by Shaakiera Schroeder (c) Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge

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90% polyester

Players
Romeos
still twentieth century visits
Camp Majesty
bending tungsten
satin sash title fighter hooks
smoking green grass burners
uniting tight-fitting lap-sitting women
industrial tribunal metal pin tattoo brainwashed art  
money dragging gifted arm
Planet

*(Copyright is mine. Please contact me if you want to use or perform any of my poems.)

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Glasgow bolt on

Crinkle cut oven Glasgow
wet ozone
dark brown film lid on red and grey mortar
scaffold lips step by public print art diversity
second hand justice buses
Celtic with Rangers feet dancing to van chimes.

*(Copyright is mine. Please contact me if you want to use or perform any of my poems.)

 

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Black Boy Jerome

Black Boy Jerome
walking stop, walking stop, closed park nest
insecticide guttered blood lumps
realtor biting torchlight, thicker dollar pile rate rat room
squat sleeping, leaning broom, dirt bridge
ate pigeon error Wednesday
Ma note sticks about Black Boy’s bridge’s lynching arcs
shining knotted ironwork, rogue’s gum
waning bridge appeal, twists, turns, joints, worn rust
move on Winter
...

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Smell Filthy

Saw Sondheim’s ‘Fruit Juice of the Soul’
actor’s encore dip, tips, left and right and out to women like this, to men like that, the crimes of The Broadway Ripper
odd height couples in their Manhattan towers, I stored myself for a while, then star backed, from walking a three-week cold saunter
‘Where did he walk from?’
That was him, from LA, now fed-up in Western rent, getting sun’s burn, red a...

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Beat Poempoempoetry

Time to Rhyme and Say Hello

I looked at my computer and saw your name at the top,

Write Out Loud, and I had to stop.

It has been a while...since last I wrote,

I thought I would stop, and blog a note.

The clocks are are all chiming,

While I do my best at rhyming.

I have not really got much to say...

So, I guess I'll be  on my way.

Hello, and goodbye... I hope you all have a great day!

 

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Deccan's Daughter

Wrap-a-round the waist
Of brown dried leaves
empty nests and lakes
gusts eroded soil
closed ones left her
Summer-of-turmoil

Singed yet yearning
defies upheavals
Sun tries the hope
; had locked clouds
in a deep dungeon
beneath blue shrouds

“Bleak sprouts bliss
, I shall stand tall”
Quips the Queen
one dawn in June
receives a reward
from the monsoon

Brocade black blouse
dren...

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Running Power

Running

I feel

Nothing

But:

Heart whipping the veins

Legs pounding

Lungs heaving

Breath chugging

Muscles relieving

And I'm accelarating faster

And faster

And faster

Till I beat the wind

My legs a blur

Sometime

My legs will tire

But my spirit flies

Yonder

And free

Like the wind

With a whoosh

And

Whoop-tee-dee...

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Poetry Summer School

Good Morning All

Over the summer holidays I'm bringing a Poetry Summer School to the Town in association with Ossett Arts for 16-25 year olds.

The 6 week course will feature a mix of writing and performance workshops that will culminate in a very special performance during Ossett Arts Gallery Evening

For more information see below:

https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=2003448533...

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The Granddaughter Plays

Today as my Granddaughter plays..

I fall into the simple haze

Childhood memories of long lost Daze

Feelings I had forgotton as I grew into age

How I sometimes miss that childhood haze.

Billowing curtains and breezes gone by,

I feel the beauty of my own childhood, minds' eye

Childhood haze, really never goes bye.

 

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BASS GUITAR

 

  BASS GUITAR

 

 The bass guitar is not loud enough

 He explained solemnly

 Unless it rattles your cufflinks

 In the back row

 It's not concerned with melody

 Just there to add some body.

 

 That was a long time ago

 In our long hair days

 The next time we met

 His locks had disappeared

 Mine were slowly thinning

 I reminded him of his saying.

 

...

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David Subacchipoetrymusic

Honey sweet honey

Honey sweet honey,
I see you in my dreams, dear sweet honey.
Good to see you're still jolly,
I can hear you at night my dear dolly...
You still got that melody kicking in dearie,
I can still feel it through you darling.
Got those big brown eyes dashing...
honey sweet honey,
Would you be mine tonight sweet pie?
Do not worry about anything for some time,
I got you covered in my soul tonigh...

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WORLD; A WONDER PALACE.

I wish people would understand,

The plight I walk with hand-in-hand.

I wish they give me space to cry,

To make my heart able to fly.

I wish the confusion I feel to resolve,

So that I know, when to turn the valve.

I wish the stars, the moon would talk,

And tell me the time for me to walk.

I wish the birds, the bees would whisper,

The talks that I could decipher.

I wish...

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poetry

Give me peace.

Snow White. 
Nose slimes, chem drips down my throat slice.
Sniffling spit the blow fly.
Cascades of emesis, Sinus bled red . Sniffing flakes of flesh an flem. 
Razor stained, Tickling my neck again,
As I Dance with death.
The phantom stands demands my breath. 
Wrestling the mirrors reflect.
Stare still into the pillars of wreck. 
Spirits turn spirit-less, 
Liquor fill, Spill and drench. 
...

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Becoming a ghost

There's this song I always come back to,
It reminds me of the day I first met you.
No other words mean as much to me as the lyrics that were sang in the song,
it's a constant reminder of how we held on for so long.
You might've been just a ghost but you knew what flesh felt like,
you knew what a hug meant and how to treat someone in the cold night.
You were no stranger to love and comfort,
...

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Desert Sky

Driving in a roast red desert
Headlights staring into primeval dark
The untrammeled sky glorious

Above us a bridge of stars
Rivering between rocky horizons
At once near and so very far

Cricking my neck to see
I bounced around the back of the open jeep
Absorbing, amid the shudders, splendor

Star birth and death, worlds hidden by distance
Great glowing nebulae
Fat in the centre, a d...

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What’s bad for your heart is good for your art, they say

And it may be true that poetry is either about pain or love,

Finding or losing a beloved one

Thoughts and creativity,

As a tool to convert them into words in a poem,

Find me, not when I am at my absolute worst, never then

They find me when I am feeling a bit down, disheartened, sad

The kind of “there are tears in my eyes...

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Give Me An Original Metaphor

Explanations of what I mean

When I ask for the new

The New

THE New

The NEW

Tend to...fall flat.

I understand there's only so many 

Dictionaries ripped together

Dictions I can scavage through

Concepts that equate your thoughts.

But even then I still find

Melted hearts and emotional roller coasters

Haphazardly tossed into lines that should add up to better use.

...

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Chalklands

Chalk undulates across Southern England
Hills, gentle yet steep
Can be overtopped by clay peppered with flints
So treasured by the old folk

As old as the hills is true here
The chalk is a two hundred million year ocean
Stiffened and folded over time
By our living planet

Several human species
Have hunted  in these valleys
Have dug into and sculpted these hills
Have left their ghosts ...

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more poetry

how can life be light and dark

especially at the same time

how is life good and bad

at the same time

life is always two things at once

it is a little confusing

but, hay, so am I

i am very confusing

especially when I'm mad

the world is like the yin-yang

it is light and dark

how can life be light and dark

especially at the same time

 

 

So tell me what yo...

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After the Dance

We wade though the bright grass

Tired, footsore, happy

Hearing a bird calling by the reeds

Notes curling amongst themselves,

Spinning through the warm air

Distantly, traffic busies itself,

Here, tranquillity reigns,

After a full night dancing,

We walk.

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dancepoetry

Burning

English summers, often damp, can invoke long stifling twilights

Nothing landbound needlessly moves

Contrails crayon across the sky

So many, this close to London’s hub

Distantly, the buzz of a low plane, pleasure rider reaching up

Into the realm of the starlings as they sussurate

A car comes past in the lane droning away round the curves

Here the runway cross remains

The old...

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Solar thoughts or To our mistress, the sun

Source of heat and fuel for life

Beautiful at the horizon

Painting clouds and sky

We bask and burn in her glory

And she  sits supreme at system centre

Girdled by her planets

Visited by stray comets

Regally burning  

Interior electrons impede her light

Rendering our glowing orb opaque

Not that you can see this

It would burn your eyes out

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VOTAW (MY Friend)

Flowers so bright, trees so green

enticing my sight as if never before seen.

Blue is the sky, that towers above

looking down on me smiling with love.

Smelling the grass cut in the Spring

free flying birds with no weight on their wings.

Remembering my friend with sweetness and song

knowing between us it can't go wrong.

 

 

 

 

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Fixed Mindset - Genre Transformation

I will not be stuck in a fixed mindset.

I will not be stuck in a fixed mindset.

I will not be stuck in a fixed mindset.

 

Fixed mindset is a state of mind.

You can change your mind.

But are you willing to change your mind?

I will not be stuck in a fixed mindset.

 

What is a fixed mindset?

A fixed mind.

A mind incapable of opening or being opened.

A bad habit an...

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MindsetPoetry

Modesty

relax,

now start breathing,

everything around is around for the same reason. 

Catastrophe, catastrophe its all the same feeling

i'm too old to move on, i'm too old to keep dreaming.

 

When to move on is to grow and to grow is not leaving,

in a promise land we grow, and speak of the same reason

we speak of heaven and hell like they're not the same demon.

 

Well to move...

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Villiers Path: Scalloped Time

Villiers Path: Scalloped Time is the second chapbook published on my Seethingography imprint, part of Sampson Low Publishers Ltd. I will be reading from this, for the first time, next Saturday, 20th May, at The Flying Horse Cellar Bar, 6 Oxford Street, London. The event is FREE and runs from 7pm - 8.30pm.

This is as part of an event to launch David Russamano's first chapbook, (Reasons for) Movi...

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Herbal Tea (For Mr. Hill)

Hill was his name and he made me think, herbal tea must be his drink.

Excellent! is what I thought, when I accepted the challenge for which I knew not.

Ran to the grocery and bought the herbal tea, drank it up and said wow-wee!

Blackcurrant and Acai berry were the flavors of which he wrote, left to me in a short note.

All flavors interesting and deliciously so, which one was better?  I...

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SusanPoetryHerbal Tea

A PIECE OF IRON

 

A PIECE OF IRON

 

Here in accordance with Italian tradition

A piece of iron, a vintage bottle opener;

How easily it slips into the hand,

How hard it worked and for so long

Removing numerous crown tops,

How often thrown across bar or café

From one sweating palm to another,

Then how long redundant, abandoned

In a drawer or some dark corner.

 

May your marriag...

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David SubacchiPoetry

Pure

Beautiful

    Delicate

        Pure as white

I saw your silhouette in the trees that night

    Hidden

        In plain sight

Eyes that don't see what is right before them

Due to beliefs incurred before them

Blindness is your camouflage as I can only recall... A possible... Mirage.

Those who can see, the infection incurs

All the punishments that come with Words

You ...

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SusanPoetryPure

Coffee

Carmel colors that quench my thirst

Only, for you are my morning

First, I cannot imagine waking up

For the day without your warm

Essence to show me the way

Excellence is all you portray, coffee.

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I See the Path

It is dark; I am at the fork in the road

It is hard to see which way to go

The storm is closing in and the sky is dark

I cannot see there is no light

Do I go left or do I go right

Help me see the path (I pray)

A bright light, a blinding flash

At last, at last I see the path

Now I know which way to go

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poetrySusan

Such a Pretty Day

Gibberish is the word today

Glippy gloppy glue goop

Slung slang sling...just this way

To make a pretty picture

Or give me something to say

Smoky pop top

With spritzy spray

Backwards rocket pop

Looking pretty today

Jumbie jivey hicks pick

Right words to speak way

Gibberish is always...Such a pretty day

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Susanpoetrypretty day

Lost

The more I go

The darker it gets

Doesn't matter what is my choice

It's always the wrong one

I missed all the tracks

But there is no survivor left in me

I wish I was the never ending story

That at least came to end.

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The last farewell this winter brought

And just like that, you're gone,

The memories fade away, you're lost,

No matter the action , the consequences are the same.

The thought of you not being here,

The thought of missing you,

Those are concepts I can't wrap around my head.

With fear I live the upcoming days,

Questioning my own existence,

Questioning my own rebellion, I slowly understand what you meant.

Honest...

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Poetrylovefarewelldepressiongratefulmemories

Dear Dad

Dear Dad

why is all I have to say to you

it seems like you haven't cared about me and sis

ever since we were two

so what if you "had" to move 

you could have taken me and sis with you

but no you didn't, that was rude

I actually thought you left because we ate all your junk food

but only as I grew did I learn the truth

it wasn't because of me it was all because of you

...

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THE INSIGNIFICANT POET

My thoughts on paper hour after hour

When I lie in bed or in the shower

I do it all so you can glower

I'm the insignificant Poet

 

I stand up here and on my own

Hearing every sigh and groan

Whilst you sit and play on your mobile phone

I'm the insignificant Poet

 

I write it daily, profound and deep

Words to make you laugh or weep

Inspired whilst you were fast as...

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The Birkenhead April Fools

It seems timely, in more ways than one, to post this poem today. It was the local paper of my childhood, the Wirral Globe, which first introduced me to the concept of Fake News with its locally legendary series of April Fool spoof news articles. But it's chilling how close some of these have come to reality...

 

The Birkenhead April Fools (for Dot Humphrey)

We argue still, my Mum and I,
...

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Poetrysatireausterity

Around the Cirrus and Nimbostratus

Scoliosis – Abnormal lateral curvature of the spine – From the Greek Skolios

The angel used to dance high above
from down here
I gleefully watched her run rings
around  the Cirrus and Nimbostratus
through long daylight and short moonlight
only touching the soil with her feet to make sure we were still safe and warm

Watching her stumble was an unnerving sight
the snag of a razor thin wi...

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Times.

They make you promised,

But when the promises are broken,

They shout to the world that you are a liar.

 

They forced you to believe,

But when you lose faith,

They swear to god that you are not a believer

 

They seek your love,

But when you are forced to love them,

They says you are a slut, that's only want to play with their heart.

 

They craved for happiness,

...

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Blue Movie

It's better when I write things down, 
I can be more meticulous.
Then I remember you called me a child and said I was ridiculous. 

Perhaps you shouldn't have made yourself so inconspicuous, 
it could be said that we would not have got into 'this'.

You picked at the conversation and I gave my participation. 
I rather wish I hadn't for now I'm left anticipating. 

Did the Indian Ocean pi...

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GEORGE MARTIN

GEORGE MARTIN

 

 Some of us never get to feel it

 That magical moment

 When you hit the ball just right

 Or that high note

 The one that shatters glass.

 

 And we never experience

 The thrill of discovery

 As Lord Carnarvon

 Staring into history

 At the tomb of Tutankhamun.

 

 But you had more than your share

 Though you never looked for it

 They say...

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Silence (or is it something else?)

The silence is deafening

 

I'm not sure when the silence stopped being calming

 

At some point the comfort of quiet turned into a prison

 

It's not that there's no sound, not exactly

 

I think I just stopped listening 

 

Now I can't listen, even if I try

 

I think I just stopped remembering how

 

It's not that I can't hear, not exactly 

 

At some poi...

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PoetrypoemSilence

International Women's Day

Pages and pages of pink and pink
roses on dresses and slender chic drink,
All pictures pretty some might think
but none reflecting strength, and that's the thing:

Women's Day isn't all flowers and hearts
it's message shouldn't be limited before it starts,
we are more than our constituent parts
so today try to tear stereotypes apart -

Support our differences, our quirks,
you don't have...

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Evicted

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Poempoetry

Captivate

Captivate

Your eyes captivate my whole being 
How can something so simple be so beautiful 
Beautiful like the bluest waters in the Pacific Ocean 

Your eyes distract me from the horrendous occurrences in our society 

Beautiful can't even describe your being
Because beautiful is what you are 
And what you always will be

You captivate me 

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poetrypoetspoem

Free

Free

Everyday we walk outside 
Lose ourselves
Fall into the imaginary state
Of our Consciousness 
Look at that blade of grass
And wonder
How something so helpless 
Can be so free

Free

Free, like the birds in the sky
And the breath pouring out of our lungs
Free, like that quiver in our eyes
When we see our love for the first time 

Free

I'm free
To feel what I want 
Love w...

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poetry

Free

Free

Everyday we walk outside 
Lose ourselves
Fall into the imaginary state
Of our Consciousness 
Look at that blade of grass
And wonder
How something so helpless 
Can be so free

Free

Free, like the birds in the sky
And the breath pouring out of our lungs
Free, like that quiver in our eyes
When we see our love for the first time 

Free

I'm free
To feel what I want 
Love w...

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poetry

Homeless by the lovely Vienna

There were people In parks And malls and jails On street corners Standing beside a bus sign People that I didn’t know, How to help, as I watched them And very often witnessed Their issues Problems Public and private On full display, Barked like dogs who didn’t Play well with others and were On leashes too long Collars worn and tearing But still restricting The people, Their dogs, One in the same I...

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Olives

I guess that at one time or another - if we're being honest - we've all been blinded by the white hot heat and light of our fantasies, dreams, and ambitions; as poets it's practically in our job description to be thus.

The following poem owns up to flying too close to that particular sun, and the resultant crash-and-burn,

That doesn't mean we shouldn't keep trying for the impossible though ....

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poetry

farewell

A fathomable february day

first & the fair, leaves the bay

sweet reveries cherishable

welled-eyes, departing  ceremonial

bidding him farewell

 

© juhi gupte

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I am Certain

In every city, I go.

In every country, I have been.

The Star and the Cross hope,

That he will be with us one day.

 

They call him by different names,

And claim him as theirs.

Both preaching similar faiths,

Both saying they are correct.

 

One says he is yet to come,

While the other hopes for him again.

One says he is the son of God,

While the other says, he wi...

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Hope for another shot at life

Shot after shot,
you miss your own heart.
Trying to end it all,
just because of one missed call.
Your life is worth so much more,
it's not worth giving up because of that stupid old bore.
Don't you know,
he is a man-whore,
he is not someone you should adore.
Open your eyes,
and look around,
you'll miss the fun,
and I'll miss your beauty.
When everything is done,
you'll be praised lik...

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My Dearest Friend

You have proven to be my biggest ally, knowing

Me better than anyone else.

 

Shaping my thoughts into the paper canvas, opening

A door for them to see into my world.

 

Grateful I am for your help, lost

I would be without you.

 

Thank-you for being by my side, and

For encouraging me to never give up.

 

My dearest friend, my

Silver pen.

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This time there was snot.

I am blessed with loving family and friends,
Who've given me things like memories and teddy bears.
They've also given things to be enjoyed for a time,
Like pretty flowers and chocolates divine....

But none of them have ever given me that which my dog did,
A dead rat and a coughing fit.
She dropped the prize at my feet, I bent down to study it,
And she licked my face, oh s...

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Your Poetry


A few silent words lay between us
on some stained and shady card-table
for all the song and dance now skip'd along
and each chosen line stands for ten
this the burden of being penned

A bitter glass of judgement lies full-drained
truer thirst realised in venom-fail
offer a fair hearing to one dream-sane
the slightest insight magnified
for its own sake rest satisfied

 

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Uncertainty

How can I tell her that I love her?

How can I show her my true feelings?

If the words “I Love You” are dwarfed compared to what I feel.

Not even all the jewelry and roses of the world could equal her beauty.

 

How can I describe to her?

That every time I see her my surroundings cancel out.

She is my center of attention,

That for her my heart aggressively pounds.

 

Wil...

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Maria

In my times of tribulations,

Arrived my salvation.

One might think it was an angel,

It was, but in the form of a girl.

 

She brought light into my life,

My prayer of hope in the flesh.

Her name alone is a prayer,

That brings easiness to my heart and head.

 

She makes me be a better man,

She has taught me to trust and love.

With her eyes, she stops time.

With ...

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Wildfire

I sleep

in a bed of fire

because I'm covered

in love for you.

 

I melt into,

turn into lava

when I see you,

love you so much

I hope you haunt me.

 

I'm burnt red,

a fiery paintbrush

took across a sunset.

burnt orange leaves

 

That fall from trees

as I fall to your feet

when I melt for you

like I do.

 

The seas are dry,

and parted aw...

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Is this me

when I look in the mirror

I don't always like what I see

because I see a reflection of me 

I ask myself is this really who I am 

people tell me to love myself for who I am 

but I hope you know I'm not my biggest fan

I probably made 600 wrongs  for every 1 right 

and how often do I try to pick a fight 

is this really me 

it once was not 

where will I go

my life is t...

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Philology

The empyrean art of philology
Replete with canker and halo
Touches the tips of consciousness
With etymylogical fervor.
Base and conniving innuendo
Coupled by oxymoronic fate
To celestial immolation proves
The ambivalence of langue.
Verse unyielding, rhythmic rhyme,
Sweltered pulsing downbeats;
The stretch and meter of poetic prose
Hold firm to a shifting parole.
In places where sagacit...

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Krypto's song

I'm on that up, up, up and away (x4)

Yay, Yay

On that up, up, up and away

 

We in this life not to stay

Pilgrims in the way

Straight and narrow is how it's looking

On solar power is what we cooking

Serious heat

No defeat

Know the feet

Get weary

So take flight

Let's get on that up, up, up and away

Yay, yay

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Human

Tell me I'm broken

Tell me that it's too late to glue all the pieces back together

Like a shit mosaic we made when there was nothing better to do

My body is a vinyl that no one's played in years

Scratched and distorted but the music is still the same just heard by different ears

If my body is a temple in which my mind is the God of it's intention

Then I must surely be an athiest 

...

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Writer's block?

No inspiration

What am I to do?

A writer without a drive

A pen without any ink left

That isn't right!

 

Blocked 

Locked

Stuck

But I refuse to rhyme that last line with a curse word

I'm in a cursed world 

And I'm suppose to be the blessing

But my lack of inspiration has got me stressing

 

I'll admit it - I'm weak 

But thanks be to God that in my weakness...

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3 Idiots

There is a tale of 3 idiots that flourished in a city,

Nobody of them became famous was their pity,

Many wanderers came and came many magicians,

Neither of them was able to carve their creations,

Lest they became grief-stricken and more edgy,

For the most of time their sadness turned cagy,

Had there been any kind of charmed glare of hope,

Because then only these days have gone...

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Wandering expositions

Poetry has many inspections
each line, like thought, re-touched.
We frown at fingered collections
of nouns, and other, stuff.
There are troublesome inflections
and bleeding, wrung-out, verbs,
the wandering explications
of rhymes, the metre, serves.
There are stand alone conjunctions
in hope, that it, amazes,
where
in solitude it functions
in contrived, schematic, phrases.

 

Words...

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I Hate You

I hate you 

Can't stand you

I think that I love you

You know me

Ignore me

I want you to love me

I love you 

Just want you

I really do hate you

You see me

Smile at me 

I want you to leave me

I need you

Don't want you

My heart is stuck on you

You want me 

Don't need me

Just stop talking to me

I love you

Don't love you

I just want to hate yo...

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It's the Little Things

It's the little things. 

 

It's when you catch him smiling just looking at you. 

 

It's when he reaches for your hand when he sees your heart sink. 

 

It's when he treats you like you're strong when you smile through the pain. 

 

It's when he kisses away your headaches. 

 

It's when he comes running just from hearing your voice. 

 

It's when he pulls you up and ...

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Happy Birthday (in memory)

It's been 

A long long while

And your face

Is coming back 

Into my dreams

 

I've searched

The whole wide world 

Across but I can't 

Find the words to 

Give you peace

 

It's been a long year

It's been a hard time

But I can't erase this 

Date from my mind

 

So I guess there's only 

One thing left to say

Happy birthday 

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Season's gift

A zealous bird back to nest

Battles of skies fought

Some scores sought

Throughout the day

A wrinkled hand opens the door

I sneak in her shawl

Best season's gift

© Juhi Gupte

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New Year

Arranged all pictures

Of few compelled adieus

Some permanent reveries

Cherishing both

Welcome me new year!!

© Juhi Gupte

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YOUR VOICE

Your hiding ahead of me is a speaking disguise,

What stays in mind of me is your soothing voice.

 

I doubt about other people about their advice,

They seldom know my heart somehow my price,

All I need is a entertaining simile of your enterprise,

What stays in mind of me is your soothing voice.

 

You are a great personality front of me at arise,

Jumbling your words that c...

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Read You Once More

I have been having these moments
waiting for trains
pouring kettles
folding sheets
opening a window

I have been having these little moments
flicking through old magazines
in the off-license
glancing up at windows
looking out across the city

When the magnitude of your potential
when all the things you said to me
when the poetry you quietly dedicated
when the soft touch of your deft...

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Life is No Place

Life is no place

For the living

Death is no place

For the dead

Those who're alive

Are there for the pride 

And the dead

Die 

Young

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Can I Have This Dance?

I want to be the one to make you smile

Because I'm selfish

And your smile parts the seas

 

I want to be the one that makes you laugh

Because your laughing 

Reaches deep dark parts of me

 

And I know that you could be

With anyone but me

Without giving me a second glance 

 

So I hope that you can see 

How glad I am to be

With you, and that you gave me a chan...

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Brave

My mother calls me brave, so I am brave. 

 

She takes me to the bus stop on the first day of school and I am scared. She smiles and lets me go, so I smile and go. I am brave. 

 

She sits me down and tells me we are moving. My father will be gone a while, and I will have to make new friends. She tells me not to be sad, so I stop crying. I am brave. 

 

I want to dye my hair blue. I...

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Blame.

Blame is so easy to do. Make you believe when it's not even true. You do it to make yourself feel better, selfishly only thinking of you. Yeah, I've been victim to it to. It's a viscous cycle were the purpose is to purposefully misconstrue. You say things that you know aren't the truth. Just to save the image of YOU. In time where does that get you, when all your words are untrue. Yeah, I'll admit...

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These Wooden Boots

All I think of when I see these boots

is a hand full of dimes

squeaking at me through the leather

and broken soles that seem to grind

my feet to the ground

 

All I see is a row of wooden picture frames

and I count them, subtract them, divide them

into the hours that mark my sanity. Because I

am aware of time and can add, subtract, multiply

and divide it I breathe thro...

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Rains

How beautiful is this rain pouring down
Lovely silver droplets all around

Beautiful silver drops falling down the lane
Washing away all unhappiness and pain
Kissing the green trees bringing them to life
Making us realise that happiness follows all strife
How beautiful is this rain pouring down
Lovely silver droplets all around
The rivers and little stream let's are gushing in joy 
The b...

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The White Van

We wake up before the Sun,

But thanking God for another day.

We get ready as a whole,

Exhausted but getting dressed.

 

We load up the van,

With mops, a scrubber and a buffer.

We load up the van,

So that we may not hunger.

 

We drive to our destination,

no vacations nor days off.

So that our children can continue their education,

Hoping that our hard work will...

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Wake Up/Despierta

I hear you,

I hear your snore.

I see you,

Sleeping without trouble at all.

 

But I am confused,

For you should be angry and awake.

La Bestia has slashed at you,

Calling you a thief and a rapist.

 

He is the dominant culture,

Thinking of ways to keep you down.

But we must think of our future,

And make it our own.

 

The clock is ticking,

The lines are ...

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