Yami Tenshi

Yami Tenshi Poems

1.

Her heart is not of rubies,
Not of diamonds, nor of gold.
Her heart is not of ice
Yet her heart is just as cold.
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2.

Dedicated to my deceased older sister, Anastasia.

Because of you I'm in love with birds.
With their flawless feather wings and precocious onyx eyes.
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This is the end.
Today's the day,
I take my worthless life away.
I won't look back,
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To all the children who never returned home.

Little Annie didn't know,
Only her heart was made of gold.
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To my old man (who's really only in his late-thirties) . I love him so dearly. No one can understand how weird I am and be the same exact way.

I absolutely love my father,
I'm so proud to be his daughter.
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Inspired by the movie 'Boogeyman 2'.

Darkness falls
And she stays up,
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Aching and roaring, I split my conscience apart.
You have no comprehension of what you put me through.
Cry and bleeding, I burn my wounded heart.
Nothing to stop me from looking for you.
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Dedicated to my best friend HamHam, who gave me the idea with one line: I'll suffocate you with my toxic hugs.

I don't care if you don't need me,
I definitely need you.
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Dedicated to Nesibe and my best friend Ian

Finally when I break away and feel like I'm set free,
the lonely feelings of being without you creep back up on me.
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To my lovely late sister Anastasia. This is her story.

A tiny hand upon the phone,
My eyes wide with unveiled surprise
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Inside, there's a frosted egg, as crystalline as hardened snow.
The egg is sweet, broken and gold and I can breathe when I watch.
She's alive inside, growing, unraveling, blossoming.
Fluttering into the darkest of places, bringing light to the cold corners of my body.
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Dedicated to my paranoia.

Stranger near my window
Listening to my fears.
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I creep through your land
Sleepwalk across the threshold you own
Beads of sweat can bead no longer
Suddenly I'm cold
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14.

To my ten year old friend, Taylor. Boys aren't worth it sweetheart. They're too young to see the beauty they're really looking for.

I shed my aching ghostly skin and took flight into the indigo sky.
With evanescent wings and a paling cornflower heart, I inhaled the clouds and stole the silver lining for my own comfort.
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Blind:
I can't see the stars,
And I don't want to try.
As bright as those stars shine,
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16.

I can't look at you and not want to hurt you.
I can't talk about you and not feel sick inside.

And until I have the compassion, and wisdom to forgive you,
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I usually close my eyes and sob tears of joy to the morning skies.
I feel so unworthy of you, love.
But so thankful that I'm graced with your presence.
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Some love isn't everlasting,
So they say it really wasn't true.
But love can die, like you and I,
So they don't have a clue.
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You make feel so light.
You make me soar so high.
I'll keep on flying until my head hits the sky.
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She brushed her lips against his
She took his breath and made it her own
Desperate and defenseless
Wanting to forget she's alone
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Yami Tenshi Biography

LOVES: the color cerulean, the night, birds, dogs (my dog specifically) , eating, specifics, New York City, writing (poems, fanfiction, stories, essays.... etc.) , reading (medical books, fiction, romance, mystery, comedy, manga.... etc.) , cars, a challenge/competition, laughing, talking (decent educated conversations) , comedy night (which is every Friday for me) .... and other stuff. HATES: condescending idiots, racism/sexism/xenophobia, clowns (wtf) , Hannah Montana, Myspace, Facebook, egotistical morons, morons in general, all insects, .... etc. *Please comment on my poems and don't be afraid to be harsh or critical. It will be very appreciated.*)

The Best Poem Of Yami Tenshi

Heart

Her heart is not of rubies,
Not of diamonds, nor of gold.
Her heart is not of ice
Yet her heart is just as cold.
It isn't made of happiness,
Of anger, nor of tears.
Her heart is made of crystal glass
And is shattering from fears.

Yami Tenshi Comments

Thomas Vaudin 07 August 2008

From reading your collection of poems it strikes me that you have suffered much tragedy in your life. I am a huge admirer of your work and wait on tender hooks to read more but just a small hint of criticism. You write lovely rhyming poems and it would be nice for you to do something happy. Have a look at my poem 'My Second Home' to get an idea. I am not much of a rhyming writer so bare with me! ! Leave a comment about what you thought... Yours Aye Thomas Vaudin

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