Black Rabbit

Black Rabbit Poems

Why do we go back to the places that cause us the most memories?
Do we do it to never forget what we were 'once apon a time'?
How much we could do, or what we could've been?
Where would we be now?
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I have given this one most thought.
To learn this lesson you may not want.
But everybody knows and everybody felt
Some have seen more with the hand they've been dealt.
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Ok, you want the truth, here it is:

The truth is that lives get lost.
Love doesn't always pay the cost.
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Bring out your Dead! !
He yells, and they walk out carring it, the box.
The box that holds his whole world, the memories he can't share with her again.
The moments that will never be, or the time that they will never spend. Together.
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I don't really expect to see you again.
but I do hold out every now and then.
When I walk through my front door.
It takes a moment to realize your not there any more.
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Weather or not is not the question it use to be.
But because its in the end that we never ask.
These things that we need to know.
All things that we wish we did.
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When you look at all the great deeds we have done.
And if I do this well enough, this could be one.
I think about all the people displeased.
With all the works of art that people have released.
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This is an easy one for me, because when I grew up, (someday I'll grow up) I wanted to live in the time of cowboys and indians. I wanted to be a gun-slinger really bad. Pulling my twin shooters, taking down people with my hot steel and not caring who they were.
When I was young I could see myself, with my spurs and my horse, and my cowboy boots, and hat. Riding out onto the plains. Only stopping to bunk for the night. Living under the big sky and doing what I want, when I want, with who I want.
Yeah, that would be the life.... I could see it all.
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What I do, where I go.
What I think, I don't know.
I try to do right, never wrong.
Bad things may happen but life goes on.
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Have you ever had?
Have you ever heard a story, or read a story and then couldn't remember it later?
Have you ever had a dream that you lived so vividly and then couldn't remember later in the day?
Ever had a life that you couldn't get back.
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The sun goes up and the sun goes down.
All the little things you can find lying around.
On this great big, little place we call earth.
All the dreams that die to all the dreams we give birth.
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Into the dark hole I will go.
To the place that the light will not see me.
So you won't have to look at my face and see shame.
I've done it before, I can do it again.
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There is a dragon that lives.
He stands and watches.
He is fierce and strong.
With all the world behind him.
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By and more I'm finding the gold in the silver lining. Because silver is still second best.

By and more I'm seeing from the the point of view of the one-eyed monster. And its not a bad way to look at things.
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If I tell you that I love you
When I do everything for you
I will give anything to you
will that be enough?
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And when the time comes for me to look at the mirror
and I don't like all that I see there.
When I stand, so sad, in front of the judgement seat.
And bear all, my victories and my defeats.
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Verse 1
I know heavens looking down
I can feel spirits all around
I wonder if there happy with me.
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When I lie in my bed late at night,
and I think to myself oh what a sight!
You must be, lying in yours, tonight.
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I can stil hear the song
even long after your gone.
It sends a tear to my eye
that I could just lay down and die.
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I know this day would come.
When my world would come undone.
Why can't you stay with me?
I need you, can't you see?
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Black Rabbit Biography

I'm an American Indian, living in Oklahoma USA. I'm married with one great daughter, I've written short stories, plays and poetry. I enjoy writing and speaking to other writers. I like reading other peoples work and commenting on them however I will critize from time to time so please don't ask me to read something unless you really want my true opinion, and I hope you will so the same for my works as well. Most of my work has been written through out my life and reflect different points in my life. Feel free to ask what I was thinking when I wrote the poem and if I remember I'll be happy to discuss it with you.)

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Why Do I Remember Pain?

Why do we go back to the places that cause us the most memories?
Do we do it to never forget what we were 'once apon a time'?
How much we could do, or what we could've been?
Where would we be now?

Why do I go back home only in my mind?
So that I can't break the past?
Or change the way it makes me feel, inside?
Because happyness seems better there.

Why do I remember pain?
Is it because of how much I wish it wasn't so?
Or is it because the cuts truly never heal?
Because it makes me, who I am today.

When I think and get sad at what happened
before I could do anything about it.
I wonder.. Why do I remember the pain?

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Deborah Cromer 05 June 2009

Hallways, doors, paths, windows and roads..All are good makings for poetry. I like this poem you wrote. Enter or exist,2 little words,1 big decision. Our choice can change our life. Deborah Cromer

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