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posted by irena83
You devastate this land of mine,
Where breeze used to touch the rose petals.

On this field of my innosence
You took away the cloudy days,
On this desolated field no rain will fall,
No sun will shine,
Those soft petals are dry now
On this field of mine.

But yours,
You grow your Oleander and Ivy,
Your poisonous land as your twisted mind,
You stole water to dry mine,
I see your Oleander now,
Beautiful and gentle as my rose is never going to be,
Poisonous but never meant to cure me.
posted by saracomet
I'm the toughest pastry maker who has ever baked a cake.
My impressive little pastries are impossible to break.
Yes, my cookies and my cupcakes will defeat the strongest jaws,
while my muffins are impervious to power drills and saws.

You have never seen a danish or a donut quite so strong
and I bake the fiercest fruitcake that has ever come along.
You can chew on them till doomsday, you can chew till kingdom come,
but you'll never get a nibble, not a solitary crumb.

You can whack them with a hammer, you can hit them with a stick.
You can stab them with a dagger, you can beat them with a brick.
You can drop them from an airplane, you can blast them with a bomb
but my pastries will exhibit only peacefulness and calm.

I expect you'll want to test them. I encourage you to try,
but you'll never make a mark on them and here's the reason why:
I do something with my recipes no other bakers do;
when the cookbook calls for "milk" or "water," I use Crazy Glue.
posted by slink365
A peaceful world would be nothing like the world I see in front of me
There would be no worry about what’s going to happen to me
By doing things as a community we make things available to the
Community. Graffiti washes, car washes, etc.
That’s what I could do as part of the community.

As an individual in this world I see in front of me
There I stand and see chaos right in front of me I stop it, it’s like the whole world froze
And it’s nothing but me stopping what I see right in front of me
I close my eyes
The vision I see is nothing like what is in front of me
There are people laughing, having...
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posted by irena83
In this room of despair,
A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.

Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.

His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
Bitter and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.

I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this music of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written by the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.
posted by sawfan13
Go ahead
Hate me
I don't care anymore

Go ahead
Beat me
I don't hurt anymore

You think your stronger
You think you're more powerful
But you're not

I have confidence
I have love
I have a heart
I have something that you can never break

I am not glass
I am not plastic
I will not cover for you
You have hurt me too much

You led me towards harm
For many years now
I felt like I porcelin doll
But I am a woman now
You cannot break me

You can't change me
You can't break me
You're weak and powerless

You're words may hurt
You're words may cut me
You're hands may harm me
But never break me

I haven't quite found love yet
I know this...
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posted by juicyjossy9

do you breathe the name
of your saviour in your hour of need
and taste the blame
if the flavour should remind you of greed
of implication, insinuation and ill will
till' you cannot lie still
in all this turmoil
before red cape and foil
come closing in for a kill

come feed the rain
’cause i'm thirsty for your love
dancing underneath the skies of lust
yeah, feed the rain
’cause without your love my life
ain't nothing but this carnival of rust

it's all a game, avoiding failure
when true colors will bleed
all in the name of misbehaviour
and the things we don't need
i lust for after no disaster can touch
touch us anymore
and more than ever
i hope to never fall, where enough
is not the same it was before

don't walk away, don't walk away
when the world is burning
don't walk away, don't walk away
when my heart is yearning
posted by jewelofawalker
when you wish upon a star
it doesn't matter where you are.
two stargazers, up at night,
seem close beneath the faint starlight.

space makes miles seem quite small
​​​​when light-years stretch between it all;
but distance is hard to breach,
thus putting you just out of reach.

til the land touches the sky,
we still remain just you and i...
but for tonight we can be,
just wish upon a star with me.

~an original poem by me~

~check out more of my poetry and writing at quotev.com/sliverofstarlight~
posted by Sasunaru120
You never know what you have until you lose it, and once you lose it, you can never get it back.

My heart was taken by you... broken by you... and now it is in pieces because of you.

Love is like falling down... in the end you're left hurt, scarred, and with a memory of it forever.

You're the one who broke my heart, you're the reason my world fell apart, you're the one who made me cry, yet I'm still in love with you and I don't know why.

A million words would not bring you back, I know because I've tried, neither would a million tears, I know I've cried.

Wanting him is hard to forget, loving him...
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Your head, your bearing, your gestures
Are fair as a fair countryside;
Laughter plays on your face
Like a cool wind in a clear sky.

The gloomy passer-by you meet
Is dazzled by the glow of health
Which radiates resplendently
From your arms and shoulders.

The touches of sonorous color
That you scatter on your dresses
Cast into the minds of poets
The image of a flower dance.

Those crazy frocks are the emblem
Of your multi-colored nature;
Mad woman whom I'm mad about,
I hate and love you equally!

At times in a lovely garden
Where I dragged my atony,
I have felt the sun tear my breast,
As though it were in mockery;...
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Source: I wrote it.
As the present goes on and the past follows behind
I long for the unexpected future in which I hope
That my life will be better is what I wish in my mind
Even though I wish for the future now
But I must ask myself
Will I want my future when it comes and how
When it comes will I long for the unexpected
These questions are but shall be awnsered in time
Keep the past gone and keep the future just that
A time unkown and knowing it should be a crime
For we should wait and see what happens
For if we know we could alter our fate

The End