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Good Bye FriendGood Bye

Bags packed hastily on an un made bed.

Inactive blue tack firmly attached to the walls.

Earthly possessions compiled regrettably.

Unfortunate circumstances have been confirmed.

Your chariot has arrived to take you away.

The hardest part is yet to come.

I know our connection will weaken.

No matter how hard we try to cling on.

Change is something we cannot avoid.

Memories are all we have to hold on to.

Realities rewind button has been disabled.

This game can never be won.

Humour temporarily dilutes the situation.

Silence is the only language spoken.

Eyes exchange compromising glances.

Half hearted commitments announced.

SeducersWet they offer themselves
Delicate like a kiss kept in ice
Hunters with lust-filled veins
On show pretending to be nice

Looking for a prey to devour
But bitten they want to be too
I dream of them every hour
And of them I'll fall prey to

They tease me and play
My lust belongs now to them
They control my every way
My passion tied to their chains

Red, glowing, inviting
I want , I thirst, I desire
Dripping, juicy, seducing
I die, I crave, I need

Sensually calling my name
Whispers subjugate my will
Biting, tracing my flesh in pain
Powerless they make me feel

I surrender and let myself go
For to those lips I can't say no.

Make it rainFeel the hurt,
Feel the pain.
Let it go,
And make it rain.

Caressed by subtle lips,
And liquid finger tips.
Our cheeks brush,
Its more than enough.

But then she's lost.
Consumed by the now,
Restrained by the then
And overwhelmed by what's to come.

Sleeping fear and waking dread.
Monsters hiding under your bed.
Twisting turns, squirming threads,
Dancing lights throughout your head.

You must be willing to risk it all,
Standing strong to watch it fall.
I'll grab your hand through all the pain,
And pull you out as I make it rain.

Presevred DespairPreserved Despair

Do not burn my body
Do not bury me at sea:
Keep my body safe and still
There may yet be life in me.

I walk now, demoted—
I walk with musing grief,
My keening is full-throated
With the entered souls beneath.

They know my song, and so we sing it—
Though they see that I'm not dead;
Yet still the muses bring it
When I should sing life instead.

Do not be fooled by burned out eyes
Or by my deadened, matted hair
For you will find with great surprise
That I still preserve despair.

Yet there may be a day of wonder
When my breath will cease to be
When I am freed to wander
When I can give up all of me—

Happy Birthday, DarlingHappy Birthday, Darling.
We need to talk.
You nearly look happy.
Let's go for a walk.

I've got a present for you:
It's over, you are free.
No, I don't need your thanks.
It's a gift for what you have done to me.

You don't look pleased?
You soberly grab my hand.
Just don't ask me to stay
With you in your weird world.

Don't expect me to go now.
Still so many things to say.
You can't further escape from it.
Don't run away.

We laughed sometimes.
I cried alone.
Lying in the same bed
and you never heard me moan.

Happy Birthday, Darling.
It's over forever.
I tried what I could.
We two are a hopeless endeavor.

Whispered wordsJust a few words whispered to you
In your ear is what I want to do
Words you have heard often now
and you keep hearing if you allow

Words I will repeat and repeat
Every one for you a treat
You know what you will again hear
The words I whisper in your ear

Spoken soft and slow
My voice creaking low
They are only a few
I whisper: "I love you"

Love AloneLove Alone

My hand feels cold where yours once held, empty as I let it fall by to side.
Staring into space as I watch you pace away, almost expecting you to spin
around and hold me in your arms once more. I still need you, but know that
you have chosen the next path I must take.

It hurts.

I still think about how my name seemed to glide from your mouth effortlessly
and how your voice was like a lullaby to me. Whenever you were by my side, it
couldn't concentrate on anything else.

I gave you everything I had to offer and thought you understood my heart.
Looking back I feel as if I've created an illusion, but everything seems so

RelianceReliance

How do I know where I stand?

How do I know what I'm worth?

How do I know what I am?

If you don't tell me.

Kela lewis-morin

Different or not?Life was not always easy.
When I was young I asked my parents why life was unfair.
I asked them why I could not be like others and play like they do.
I could never play football nor could I play hockey.
I couldn't go out and draw chalk faces on the road and watch them wash away in the rain.

My toddler times passed and I wanted to go to school like others.
I couldn't.
When I asked my parents why, they said that I could not do the things others were able to. After a while I got sent to a special school.
I enjoyed being with others, but still I always knew that I was different.

When others went out into cinema I stayed home and list

GoLeave your jacket
on the front porch steps.
Slip off your shoes
leave them where you stood
and go barefoot
into the forest before you.
It's only fitting.

The blackberry brambles
will cut at your ankles
you may shed blood along the way
but never be afraid.
Scars are stories who have yet to grow up.
The branches that cut you may hold fruit that will feed you.
This forest is past-present-future possibilities;
This is the place
where your parents found each other
and found the place
where you planted your shoes.

Everything you have and the clothes on your back
came from this place.
Don't be afraid
to offer it all back;
Th

For My Future GirlfriendThe tears I haven't yet spilled
are breaking through this night air
their tiny fingers overwhelming the silence
only this thin windowpane
prevents me from joining them
on the wet grass.

Because I am one of them
every one of a million raindrops
songs unsung
jokes untold
eyes not yet met.
Streams choosing directions
and racing each other
as they stain glass.

Anything but effortless,
I am lists and hypotheses.
I am hair curling out of order
fraying cloth flowers
waiting for someone to kiss
and unravel

so soft petals can link us together
wrapped in warmth
as we fly between birds
there where a feather lands before a rock.

B

One ThoughtYou know that one thought,
That makes you squirm inside?
Maybe it makes you giggle,
Like your stomach is bringing in the tide?
…
That one thought,
That makes you double take,
Or doubt.
Maybe makes you feel fake?
…
It could be a loving thought,
Maybe "I love you"?
But maybe it makes you stomach feel taught,
Like another friend gone.
…
That one thought always in the back of your mind,
But when you dig to find it,
Sometimes it's hard to find.
'Cause you push it to the back.
…
That thought that maybe makes you hate
Yourself.
Of maybe makes you believe in fate.
Or inquires who you really are.
…
It

Cut OffCut off,
But I'm not put off,
I love you,
And that's all there is to say.

Confessions of a Confused TeenagerSometimes I wonder...

If I'll ever get the courage to tell him how I feel.
If my friends are all secretly only tolerating me.
If I should tell her off.
If I should take medication for my A.D.D.
If growing my hair out will make people stop thinking I'm a lesbian.
If I've disappointed my parents.
If me being affectionate with my good friends is a bad thing.
If I already know my future husband.
If my sister truly loves me.
If I can really make a difference.
If I'm the only straight person left.
If I'll ever be able to get over my fear of driving.
If his fiancé actually does care.
If I'm not just holding on to a false hope.
If

Things don't MatterHer teeth chatter and her hands shake.
His eyes water and he won't speak.

Interested in game and chase,
but nobody want's to take lead.
They will walk slow till the sidewalk breaks.

Two different directions they'll take,
maybe to meet again some day.

Crying on end.
telephone and all.
I'm missing you constantly and I'm scared for the fall.
I'm panicking over the reality of this.
I'm trying to control my breathing because I want to appear more okay than I am.

It's hard to pretend with you when you ask questions that you won't answer.
It's hard to stay patient when you want and I'm doing my very best to give.

I want to take you.
I

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There Goes (That Feeling Again)

by *LegendarySim, Jun 10, 2012, 2:03:56 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

It happens in a blink
sending your mind
into a deep abyss.

It's the feeling that eats at you,
slow and deep; painful and empty.

I'm feeling that feeling again
and it's bringing me down,
deeper and lower.
Will I ever come out?

There goes that feeling again
and its bring me down quick.
I'm trying to find the strength to surface
but I'm being eaten alive.

As your heart pounds through your skin
the rush of blood
causes explosions everywhere.
I feared it would end this way.

I'm losing this game.
When I open my eyes
will I be living?

There Goes (That Feeling Again)by *LegendarySim

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

I've been busy lately so this will be my post for the week. This is an older poem from about a year to a year and a half ago. I changed the piece to make it more clear and concise.

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~XJNG Jun 10, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Hate to be critical, but I only really like the last two stanzas. The second-to-last stanza feels particularly fresh. The rest, less so.

I don't doubt the sincerity of the emotions (YOUR EMOTIONS ARE INVALID - I DENY THEM!), just the originality of their expression. The 'deep abyss' and 'eaten alive' were a bit of a turn-off.

I do like 'I'm feeling that feeling again' though. It's a very curious line.

Cheers,

PS: 4th Stanza, second line. "and it[']s bring[ing] me down quick". If I were being a grammatical pedant, I'd ask you to add 'ly' to 'quick'.

*LegendarySim Jun 10, 2012 Hobbyist Photographer

Yeah, I know it isn't my best stuff. I attribute that to it being an older piece. I haven't had much time to work on fresh poetry.

Thanks for your comments.

Its funny you say you like the last two stanazas because it where I made the most improvements from the original version.

~WildFangWolf Jun 10, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

I've had feelings like that before... Not plesant... But... the spiritual battleground is filled with many unplesantries, is it not?

*LegendarySim Jun 10, 2012 Hobbyist Photographer

I guess you could say that's half the fun...does that make me sound like a cynic? LOL.

Thanks for the comment and the favorite.

~WildFangWolf Jun 10, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

No problem. I never mind giving credit to talented artists.

*LegendarySim Jun 10, 2012 Hobbyist Photographer

Don't make me blush.

~WildFangWolf Jun 10, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Hey, credit is due where credit is due.

~19izzati Jun 10, 2012

This can turn into a lyric. Nice

*LegendarySim Jun 10, 2012 Hobbyist Photographer

Thanks.

~WordsOfThunder Jun 10, 2012 Student Writer

Love it a lot. It reminds me of a more explosive version of a song I love dealing with more powerful emotions with greater consequences than complacency.

Always enjoy your poetry immensely.

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