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Embers

You know what they sayThat it's better this wayEat my soul and thenWalk awayAbandon meTo open myself upTo embrace the burnThe rules just won't bendSo I will crash into themThrashing forThat last cleansing breathBefore I rip off my skinEverywhere I turnI face a dead endBut I can't walk awayBest I do ..

The Educational Realist

A debate between a "scholar" and a teacher.

Beaten and Broken

Is it worth getting up forBecause my strength is all goneWill it be all that I hoped forOr will I have to wait too longI've been beaten and I've been brokenAnd I can't take much moreIs it a long, dark way I'll have to walkOr will it be a stroll by the shoreMy legs buckle underneath meI can't ma..

Still lives painted in words - 7, the last .. *

Victoria and William lived like aged royalty under the arches near Waterlook station; theirs was a condominium of boxes once grey now painted screeched stain - (and rarely found on colour charts) with neither window nor chimney but a wide open door.. their best frien..

Memories Lost and Found

Ode to the floppy disc. A poem I wrote during a writer's workshop.

Mine

Be my My divineBe, Be mineMy divine mineEverything will be fineEven though You're not realDoesn't matterI can still feel You inside meWatching meLoving meDespite my uglinessDespite my cravings For decadenceThe selfish things I've saidThe lovers in my bedYou don't careYou love everything About meMy s..

music

The music of movies rented last nightand the sounds of lighters that won't fucking light,these are the songs in our room at night.

Deceiving

There are lies all aroundThey are lying on the groundThey are floating everywhereThere are lies everywhereThey slip from your lipsFalling off the tipWhithout you even knowingThat your lies are what is showingDeceiving, repeating, showing me the wayThat I should go, I cannot stayPiercing, stingi..

Fear of Failure

for all those kids/young adults who commit suicide during finals week.

crossing distance

Crossing upon an opening achieving the flux Feelings surrender to the unfamiliar. Curiosity settling within each step Farther. through quest. Emerging through distance. In the far distance another view is born. ….cross. and ..

The Rebels

A fantasy adventure with touches of spicy romance.

gripping death

im full of anger and sorrow its just words

This Fight

I went through something horribleAnd I know I need to tellWhere are all my friends when I need themWhen my world begins to meltI saw my life flash before my eyesI have nightmares every nightBut they don't care, they don't even tryTo help me through this fightI'm going at it all aloneIt's something I..

The Moment

Sad about love

twinning with Munch – silent scream (Published in Pastiche, the magazine of the OLLI Writers Group)

Rising from the lowest possible state of existence to a level inviting hope

2011 jeans retail at cheap price

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Still lives painted in words - 6 *

Una - was strangely beautiful .. with sun streaked clouded hair tumbling at will around her shoulders - fly away tresses they were that sometimes drove her feel for scissors sharp to do the dirty deed - but, she never did .. almost every night she played her father&rsqu..

A Misty Dissapearance

I sat there marveling at the bright colors in front of me. blues, violets, yellows, some sort of electric lemony green ... every color was swirling about. My friend next to me was so drunk she had passed out, and the two guys we had met earlier that night were about passed out too, except for the on..

In My Pefect World

In my perfect worldNo one would ever fightIn my perfect worldWe'd all go to bed happy at nightIn my perfect worldEveryone would have a homeIn my perfect worldNo one would be aloneIn my perfect worldNo one would go hungryIn my perfect worldI wouldn't be so lonely.

Still lives painted in words - 5 *

Trevor Corstanleigh - Trev' tall, pale, broad-shouldered, counter-balanced by careless six pack paunch held by worn belt with three extra piercings; Trev - unusual looking but harmless, attended the funeral with cap in hand and, seemingly, very little on his mind, fidge..

Fashion style Nike Air Max buy at producer price

Nike iPod can not facilitate the operation with pressure relief valve, the worker can, and create a positive emotional. Self-lacing shoes Nike is the provider of planing Nike, as it appeared in the industry, and the children's father and mother with this particular pleasure. In fact exactly wh..

New jeans buy at discount price

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Always Somewhere In Between

A poem I wrote during a writer's workshop.

Still lives painted in words - 4 *

Queenie - best day of the week Come Saturday she vacuums every inch of her smaller than small flat, she polishes and dusts, wipes window sills, re-arranges curtains, cleans bath, plumps cushions, checks for cobwebs, lays table with starched white cloth, gets out not on..

Crucify the Siren: Aria of the Horizon

The flicker of your dawning eyes,Shall break the spell of your disguise.With rotten petals of your fearAnd dancing stars will disappear.My mirror mirror on the wall,Foretold the ending of their fall.Like brewing storms of the nightThat canceled the dandelions' flight.A shadow to be forgott..

Still lives painted in words - 3 *

Lester - Decided to visit his old hunting ground, catch up with ex school friends, see if the same guys were in the same dole queue, phone the one or sixty women he’d bedded or knee trembled between sets outside what was their any day of the week haunt, ..

Alone

What does it mean to be alone?Does it mean to be physically separated from others?Does it mean to be emotionally separated from others?Does it mean to be an outcast among your peers?What does it mean to be alone?Does it mean your friends abandon you?Does ..

Crucify the Siren: Symphony of a Reflection

Lonely is your misery,Screaming at the tortured sea So silently,So quietly, haunting symphony.Trade your smilesto the merchant of criesMy deathly angel lies,Apart from serenest skies.To hold your hand is to frown,And in their sleep they drown.In honest affection,your honest deceptionMy bri..

Malibu Keys by Chibi Gilbert

What happens when you crossover a square-enix game with a mediocre Disney sitcom? You get this.

Help I'm Alive

You choose to let your heart stop beatingYour silent barriers hold me against my willAir flows erratically through my lungsYour icy eyes pierce the love I had for youRunning endlessly on the beaten path,But branches of fallen trees claw at my skin,A blood drop trail follows tirelessly.Turning your r..

It doesn't feel like you love me

just writing. dont mind me:)

Still lives painted in words - 2 *

Harry - sitting on a bench, wondering where he is Whatever weather - except at the height of winter cold, he sits on the same park bench, right finger and thumb crumbling a few crusts for his adopted family, a pigeon pair, Jane and Jim, their given names - over the month..

Emily

For Emily, of course <3 :)

Dreaming of Starry Skies

Clarice Calder is a hopeless romantic- there's no doubt about that. She constantly dreams of the sensitive, perfect guy who can sweep her off her feet. Then, she meets the quirky, captivating Teague.

Still lives painted in words - Part 1 *

Angela - looking across the city from seventeen storeys up High rise she lives, humming under breath when winter imposes itself on her balcony. In a corner there's a would-be red rose tree in a white pot with a price tag almost faded but still impressive; was given he..

Chapter One

Dimitrios walked silently into his once beautiful villa; all his life belongings were scattered across the floor, memories crunched beneath his feet. He was calm and collected undisturbed by the trashed scene that use to be his loving home. Carrying on with his daily routine Dimitrios picked..

Life, Love and Led-Zeppelin

Chapter One When in doubt, know your way out, was never a phrase to me. Living is living, and dying is meant to be. So here the story goes, in poetic prose, because of music in my life, it’s gotten me this far, this is why. With death and treason, no rhyme or reason, the story takes its toll...

Still lives painted in words

A book written in free verse ..

Voyeur

A poem I originally wrote on a napkin in a cafe' when I lived in Eugene, Or.

Undisclosed Love

A 65 year old Italian politician, suddenly loses his career and comes home to his villa completely trashed. Dimitrios has a secret, will it be a new life for him now that his "secret life" is exposed?

Bully, Bully In The Hall.

Who's the cruelest of them all?

The Deep Sleep

Bad things happen, great things happen. Cyndi would only remember the good.

The Reaper Draws Nigh

I wrote this right before I went into the hospital. [Previously published on AllPoetry, huge edits]

Teenage Feelings

A poem I write a year and a half ago, after I lost what I thought was my entire life. Turns out it was just a small paragraph to the chapter of my freshman year.

a complement for criticism

speaker: twice the drenched draperies have abandoned morning into fog as lowlands give rise to ridge sodium to silt. i am neither poet nor person i am message i am the next door neighbor’s cat gazing in my yearn upon the street i’ve earned with a purr that sou..

The Shoe!

This is the response to a challenge laid down by none other than my dear sweet friend Muse - I do hope I didn't dissapoint!

The Feast

Surrealism. Realism. Unrealism.

My Own Twiztid Fantasy

The story of 2 twins whose lives we will change forever...

Cigarettes

A poem I wrote about being alone. [Previously Published On AllPoetry]

~ Delightful

~ Sink into your inner thee... ;)