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  • Rookie Melissa Robinson (12/18/2013 11:52:00 AM) Post reply
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    Without You

    I feel no love when I'm with you,
    all I see is hate.
    I held onto you so tight it hurt
    and still you walked away.
    I used to beg you not to leave, i wanted you to stay.
    I pulled you back into my life
    but with you- resentment came.

    I regret each second that i cared,
    All time i spent on u was a waste..
    You stole my heart, you made me change;
    but i trusted u, my mistake.

    But now its me pushing u outta this door,
    Its ur turn to feel this misery.
    Ur gonna see, this is ur loss,
    now its U who listens to me.

    I would've went to hell and back just to make you happy,
    I would die for u and still u treat me so badly.
    Baby, u where my everything, i gave u all of me.
    But now I'm wishing we never met,
    so get the fuck away from me.!

    yeah, - I'm devoid of love when I'm with you,
    its been vacated by this hate.
    I held onto you so tight' that i was sickened
    and still you walked away.
    I used to plead for you not to leave, but now you've got ur way.
    But then I pulled you back into my life
    but with you- sadly came shame.

    but Im so sick of the lies and over the deceit,
    theres no love between you and me.
    All i can reminence is arguing, denying,
    so many wasted memories.

    I never really wanted to let you go,
    but you pushed me so far, and you are so low.
    Theres nothing more that i hav left to show
    other than an altered mind set and a fractured soul.

    Your antipathy has devoured my hope.
    I hold heavy remorse for the 1st time we spoke.
    You used to be so perfect to me,
    this is not the person that i used to know.

    Just tell me, please, where did you go…?
    It's taking so long to forget you-
    ...time is passing so slow.

    yeah baby, I feel no love without you,
    although all I saw was hate.
    I held onto you so tight it hurt
    but still pushed you away..
    I used to beg you not to leave, i needed you to stay.
    I pressured u to walk away
    but without you- the agony still stays.

    Just tell me, how can i miss u so much
    when u treated me so poorly.?
    I was there when you needed me,
    but no thanks, i don't need this dishonesty.

    But blame it on me, not ur synthetic feelings.
    Say its my fault and not ur makeshift, fake stories.
    All we had was hollow, its senseless;
    i just wanna say, trik, thanks for nothing.

    There are so many times that i tried for you,
    but you just can't be satisfied.
    This is the last time i ravage my thoughts for you-
    im tellin u its over now, so go ahead, find someone new.

    I can hardly stitch these wounds u gave me,
    much less try and Forget you.
    I just wish something would erase my memory,
    all my memories i hav of you…

    I feel no love when I'm with you,
    all I see is hate.
    I held onto you so tight it hurt
    and still you walked away.
    I used to beg you not to leave, i wanted you to stay.
    I pulled you back into my life
    but with you- resentment came.

    yeah, - I'm devoid of love when I'm with you,
    its been vacated by this hate.
    I held onto you so tight' that i was sickened
    and still you walked away.
    I used to plead for you not to leave, but now you've got ur way.
    But then I pulled you back into my life
    but with you- sadly came shame.

    yeah baby, I feel no love without you,
    although all I saw was hate.
    I held onto you so tight it hurt
    but still pushed you away..
    I used to beg you not to leave, i needed you to stay.
    I pressured u to walk away
    but without you- the agony still stays.

  • Rookie Esther Obeng (12/18/2013 7:58:00 AM) Post reply

    As we stand here this silent moment
    our hearts full of sorrows
    our eyes full of tears
    we stand before your grave
    with red roses
    for today is the day to remember you

    we are here this hour to say thank you
    for we didnt get the chance to thank you
    because death took you away so fast
    for death is heartless that it took away our
    beloved heros

    In return we pray to the almighty
    to accept your soul in his house
    may your soul find happiness
    and rest in peace cause you really deserve it

    we shall always remember you this day
    you will always remain in our hearts
    always and forever you will remain our heros
    for heros like you are unforgettable

  • Rookie - 789 Points K.c. Ford (12/17/2013 12:24:00 PM) Post reply

    There is no time

    There is no time today to do
    what can be done tomorrow to,
    but as tomorrow never comes,
    perhaps I'll rearange my sums.
    Perhaps I'll do today what must
    and when I sleep, I'll wake, I trust.


    What do you think guys?
    I tend to like short poems, something up to twenty lines or so.

  • Rookie Johann Thorarensen (12/15/2013 3:27:00 PM) Post reply

    Appletree

    All I can manage
    is an appletree
    in a flowerpot
    in my window
    in the sunlight
    being watered
    when I
    remember
    all too seldom.

  • Rookie Johann Thorarensen (12/15/2013 3:26:00 PM) Post reply

    Why?

    Why so silent?
    Why so closed
    with a mind
    to match the cosmos
    and a heart to share?

    Why so silent?
    Why alone
    in this world
    of multi-colored shades?
    Why not open up and see?

    Why?
    Oh why my friend?
    Why hide until you die?

  • Rookie - 0 Points Doris Cornago (12/11/2013 1:00:00 AM) Post reply

    Dear Kera Bashline:

    Your poems are heartfelt and thus, very honest. If you read my poem on pain, you would realize that the experience you are undergoing has been designed to bless you and make you into a better person. Find the path, and share it with others who might be undergoing the same transformation. I will pray that somebody will be sent soon to be your Guiding Light.

    Phoenix

  • Rookie - 0 Points Doris Cornago (12/11/2013 12:56:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    I would like to share this poem with Kera Bashline and all others who have undergone neglect.

    Who Is Afraid Of Pain


    Who is afraid of pain?

    That feeling of

    strength trickling

    down to the last drop

    but you resist giving in

    letting mind take control...


    As the countdown starts

    one, two, three - close

    your mind, resisting

    death-urge you feel a surge

    of strength renewing,

    adrenaline, your second wind...


    Who is afraid of failing?

    Soon numbs the mind

    and clouds reason

    to go on with challenge

    no, no, no - I cannot

    Thus faltering, you died.


    But when you say yes-

    let us surely do it

    one more minute longer

    let's hold on tighter

    make mind take control

    team body takes order...


    Don't be such a bore

    pain is your teacher

    even your ardent lover

    Pain makes life richer

    relationships better

    be faithful, last longer...


    Physical or emotional,

    pain gives you release

    from imagined near-deaths

    Reaching peak of no return,

    finding you still prevail,

    scream ' Eureka - I'm immortal! '

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  • Rookie Sarah M. (12/10/2013 4:58:00 PM) Post reply

    Jumper

    The bird's eye view is incredible;
    People stories below
    Looking no greater than ants.
    A cool wind caresses him gently,
    As if urging him on.
    He moves his bare feet
    One step closer to the edge
    Of the cold concrete.
    Pale sidewalks beckon to him,
    Pleading for his presence,
    Praying to feel his last
    Vital breath as it escapes.

    Inhaling, he leaps;
    Becoming first, one with the birds,
    Then one with the ants.

    Clarity pierces his clouded mind
    A second from the ground,
    Cool wind no longer embraces him
    As he realizes the truth;
    This is not the end.




    by: S. Marrazzo

  • Rookie Edward Webb (12/7/2013 11:04:00 PM) Post reply

    Life's Accident
    -e.webb

    life's own awareness,
    made by its will to survive,
    yet survival of the fittest,
    not all what paved man kind

    For if one is to think
    a course of planned divine,
    then accident be awareness
    given to life in mind,

    for whom could survive the chance,
    galactic untamed wonder,

    that came with out a glance,
    killing most found on her,

    The fittest can not adapt
    to such a timeless blow,
    for surviving that death bared hour,
    earths fittest, died under such power,

    the weakness then grew to strongest,
    and then so climbed the trees,
    then when climatic changes,
    forced apes to ground-ward eves

    they dropped their fur and tail,
    and stood two legged with hands,

    They then seemed undefended, pink and weak compared,
    yet brains that grew tremendous,
    imagined past the body, over came weakness, and created self-awareness,
    then through sounds of meaning
    passed in taught, to new
    the knowledge age had taught,
    through a divine gift of human thought.

    SO to be here and aware of it, an accident or luck,
    should count the lucky stars above, for we be life's mistook,
    of not so luck to be,
    aware of all around,
    as then you contemplate compared,
    when you are in the ground.

  • Rookie Edward Webb (12/7/2013 10:53:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    The knowing -
    E.Webb

    When light ebbs away from a livings eyes,
    and livings age, pays its wage,
    so the body to soul no longer does engage.

    A moment of life; a livings spend
    for all life; to live, it must come to an end.

    after the last breath of the air we depend,
    this moment
    of knowing livings end.

    knowing indues of its own timely demise,
    death comes to all and never in disguise,

    a moment that no memory can contain,
    as time is at the last link of its chain,

    sub to conscience combine in a mind,
    conscience aware of time is made blind,
    an eternal moment that lasts for a flash,
    contains a life sfilled memory stash.

    the knowing will bring no fear from life,
    as life has lived and has no strife,

    the eternal moment, the tunnel of light,
    caused when deaths scythe delivers with smite,
    life's whole is contained within deaths winning
    remembered from
    an end to a beginning,

    a divine book so written,
    unique to each living,

    so live in love and start forgiving.

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    • Rookie Doris Cornago (12/11/2013 1:09:00 AM) Post reply

      This is a similar poem on what Edward Webb adroitly explored: All Alone In The Dark Sitting by the window out of reach I have been thinking of past sorrows and joys, and so many thing ... more

    • Rookie Doris Cornago (12/11/2013 1:05:00 AM) Post reply

      This is so gently said, almost a welcome to life's inevitable end. Thank you for this reminder not to waste another moment. You are a fine poet, the same keen eyes you give to your photographs are ref ... more

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