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AstrologicalI have lost myself to
Venus & Mars,
tangled in their mismatched limbs.

Just dream dust & shattered prayers
begging for a new set of skin
(she can't remember where she orbits).

Pluck these fractured wings;
the Sun & Moon no longer ache
to see me fly in their luster.

lies, she wrotei. just a mimicry, really;
uncompromisingly
desperate to shine.

ii. counterfeit & clockwise,
tasting words on her
unworthy tongue.

iii. with a dysfunctional mind
& apocryphal dictionary,
she cannot clone it all.

iv. "say anything," the pen
whispers as she trembles
among ink-scented fraudulence.

v. but she just laughs & plays the part,
forgetting what the pages told her:
"truth is stranger than fiction."

The Pen, The SwordJust lovely
I was happy to fall asleep
in the welcoming arms of your words and
you were unaware that you held me
so close, and so carefully
from the moment I didn't hear you speak
to the taste of every sentence you spoke
I knew you were the very truth that I'd
been seeking all along
Just barely
I was loathe to fall so deep
in the sharpened edges of your words and
you were too aware that you had me
so close, and so carelessly
from the second I heard you break
to the taste of every sentence you broke
I knew you were the very truth that I'd
been avoiding all along

Death of the PoetDear poetry,
This is your challenge,
my eternal chore,
to restate the truth
like never before-
but I’m imperfect
at my very core
and hypocrisy
is what I abhor
so you may expect
my work to be poor
enough for me to
be crushed into gore
with failed attempts
to take wing and soar
when all I wanted
was something much more
than emptiness and
inherited war
and pointless details
of imagined lore
which most of us tend
to simply ignore
at the piercing sound
of a lion’s roar
or the convenience
of a nearby store…
what am I truly
writing these words for?
Let’s merely pretend
that this isn’t me
but the voice of God
or L. Ron Hubbard
or whoever you
wish for it to be
since facts remain facts
no matter the source,
no matter the cause,
since the trustworthy
are also humans
prone to failure;
so prone to a fault
that we hold dearly-
the sum of our faith
measured in dollars-
rewarded by credit
and paper money…
for some odd reason
I find this funny!
So I conclude

False EternityDisillusioned youth was less common in those days,
I assure you, the people even more set in their ways,
murderous and unforgiving, yet unaware of the lie they were living
convinced that faith is stone, they cut faces into gods, they thought
ignorant that being made rendered useless the very gods they wrought.
Shiny carvings into stone, faces, figures, blessed unknown,
Murders, slaughters, sacrifices of the weak, preaching sins and what they seek.
Forgiveness is not for all, all who do not have will now fall!
Greed consumes the mortal mind, rage is all that's left behind!
Amidst it all I rose and found the sun, disowned him for the moon
then sought the horizon, again and again warned my father that doom
would befall him if he didn't seek a better way to live and be
I wasn't willing to follow the dark and deadly rules,
trying to bring some light into the lives of these fools.
Guilds of anti-gods were formed, wars rose higher, nothing to atone!
They all represen

ArrheniusThe birds are
keeping to themselves
this evening
as the earth shifts
slightly-
ever so calmly
(for when you are
this powerful
you only have
to move).

Here and there, I
witness these
beautiful strangers
with perfect bodies
and long hair
walking down the road
in tightly knitted packs.
They are animals
like we are animals-
like we are
animals without
claws and fur,
with scratches on our
skin that yields to
fragile and
familiar hands.

The winds respond
as quiet birds rush
from telephone wires
in panic and
in beauty; she
tries to brush the hair
dancing circles in her eyes
(for when you are
this powerful
you only have to move).

False ProphetsPoems and love songs breed dead dreams,
strangled by weeds, face down in the ground
with no roses to mourn them.

Singers are poets that croon
(if you happen to lose your little heart to their tune)
and poets are false prophets -
true love will last forever
if they care to write it,
but not if you swallow the lines...

yet, they always do.

We all have a place
set for us in the shade
in our own private garden of weeds.

False eternityDisillusioned youth was less common in those days,
I assure you, the people even more set in their ways,
murderous and unforgiving, yet unaware of the lie they were living
convinced that faith is stone, they cut faces into gods, they thought
ignorant of the fact that being made rendered useless the very gods they wrought.

Shiny carvings into stone, faces, figures, blessed unknown,
Murders, slaughters, sacrifices of the weak, preaching sins and what they seek.
Forgiveness is not for all, all who do not have will now fall!
Greed consumes the mortal mind, rage is all that's left behind!

Amidst it all I rose and found the sun, disowned him for

VoicesDo you hear the moan of morning rhymes
By the people in their endless time
As the morning dew breaks the day
Back to where the city-lights once laid

The lamp-posts are filled with black starlight
As the children run in their flight
With cries of sorrow, cries of pain
The old houses creaking with disdain

Acidic puddles of blood-wet tears
Remain on the street through all these years
As the cracks have hid the crumbled dust
Within these roads of bone and rust

The melody of the birds is lost
To the screeches and screaming loss
There are people cowering in the dark
Murmuring, whispering their tortured remarks

Flames ignite the world in fire

Psychotic ramblingsI, in the eternal void rest,
Am the unwanted thirteenth guest,
Insane, deranged and psychotic,
There are people who even call me sick.

Isn't it joyful and greedy to demand
A sacrifice of strangulation at the reach of the hand?
Cure the poisoned in a prison built of mental sand.

Murder is the solution brought by the resolution.
Is this the final, one and only conclusion?
Better think again, there will be no retribution.

Death is not the liberation, just the beginning.
Is there eternal peace? The solution is sinning.
Unacceptable lies become the truth, the chaos keeps spinning.

Lovers and assassinsNight
walk

WakefulI remain awake with dreams on my mind
and stories that wait to be knit into books.
To never find comfort until my pillows are
stuffed with thoughts instead of feathers
To never let go until I made sure that
the moon smiled back at me
Until the trees, the grass, and every night creature
has whispered good night...
And yet I'm still as wakeful as an owl
afraid that sleep would somehow
grab my neck and drag me to my grave.

bad nightmy mistakes are on my head,
and the cigarettes taste like metal;
on the street curb of a suburban block,
the lights jaundiced and flickering
like drunken fireflies, your reflection
that emanates from me covers every face.

HumanDear Hypocrite,

What do you do?
Throwing insults when you're insulted.

Dear Coward,

Where went you?
To your "peaceful" sanctuary you have bolted.

Dear Liar,

What say you?
Your poison corrupts innocent ears.

Dear Human,

What are you?
A sinner trapped in endless tears.

ConstructDelving into the origins
Of what makes an individual
Who are you? Who am I?
There’s a lack of understanding,
Yet we jump to judge
And claim to know
That which we could never understand

Attempts are seldom made
To investigate the unknown
To strive to discover
Those we claim to know
From the inside out
Extract the innermost thoughts

In place there is an idealist mirage
To which our beliefs shall cling to
In desperation, or disbelief

It’s the construct of our mindset
That leads us all astray

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Forever by my SideI want to be your Forever
as if this life were to end
I want to be your Only
and for me to call you Mine forever

I want to Hold you tightly
letting you feel my body against you
I want to kiss you passionately
telling you that I love you forever

I want to be your Lover
the one that is always here for you
and in Return I want to be the one
that will always make you smile

Cause without you in this life
my life is incomplete
But finding the one that makes me wanted
makes my Life worth it

Cause all I think about is you
How I love to hold you tightly
to feel your grasp
as you pick me up

I want to be your only
and forever call

This LifeLife full of happiness
full of hope to live
but why do people
try to ruin one's life?

What has made this life
so hateful and painful?
Why can't people just love
and Be happy for once?

A life that suppose to be fun
full of excitement
But is left with war
and disobedience

Why must this life be hatred?
Killing an innocent person
what was the point
to put up with all this Pain?

A life that suppose to be caring
full of love and full of laughter
but now is full of digust
and full of Hurt

Why was this life so cruel?
why must it be so hateful?
Can't people just get along
and live life like it was a Happy place?

A place full of

Every MomentMiles apart we are
where our love will grow stronger
within the breaths I take
I always think about you

The love you have for me
the love i have for you
it will only grow stronger
through the times we have known each other

My heart burns for me
my love will always be yours
cause within this life we have lived
you my love, has stolen my heart

I will always love you
whenever you are Happy
but I will always love you more\
whenever you are sad

Cause I can't help it
but fall in love
with someone so amazing
that has stolen my heart completely

I never felt like this
I never had this in life
but you, my love
have given me the o

FailureI'm a failure at life
failure at being a daughter
I am a failure to this world
why should I bother try?

I am a failure at everything
always faking the smile
always pretending
that everything is alright

I am a failure to this world
a failure at living
why was I put here?
to suffer this pain and torture

Cutting my arms
cutting my legs
feeling the pain
deep inside me

Watch as the blood pour down
cause it seems like I'm a failure
a failure to this world
that we all live in

Why do I cry?
why do I hurt?
I don't understand...
the life that I live

I am a failure in this world
a mistake to this life
so why am I bother here...

Have you ever?Have you ever loved someone so much
that you would do anything for them?
Have you ever felt so in love
and don't know how to explain how you feel?

What about the feeling
that are always there?
Making you feel safe
making you feel that you're worth it?

I know I have
I have found true happiness in life
I have found the love of my life
who makes my life worth it

What about you?
Have you found your one and only?
That will make you smile in an instant
or the feeling that your always loved?

I know I have
I have found my one and only
I have found the Life I always wanted
a life full of love and Happiness

A life I always wanted to

In my LifeI love you with all my heart
all my Life
and for an eternity

I love you and No one else
cause in this Life
we were meant to be

A life of Happiness
a life of hope
is being in your arms
where I feel safe

I love you with every part of me
every part in life
cause in this Life
you always make me smile

I love you with all my heart
throughout this world
cause in my life
You will always be there <3

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A hero

by *xXxEmoGothicFairyxXx, Jun 3, 2012, 11:52:18 AM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Free Verse

A hero is always there for you
to love you and care for you
through thick and thin

A hero will always be there
no matter what the situation is
to protect you all the way through

A hero is someone worth looking up to
someone that you can trust
and someone that cares about you

A hero is anybody that makes you
feel that you're worth it
that makes your life worth living

In many cases
a hero is anybody
that appreciates you for who you are

Not what others want you to be
Not put you down
and not back down on you

A hero is someone
that will always love you
that will always be there for you

A hero is someone special
that will always be there
No matter what the situation is

A heroby *xXxEmoGothicFairyxXx

Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Free Verse

A poem about a Hero

!FullmetalPipsqueak2 Jun 4, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

It's... reminding me of Alfred form Hetalia(sorry for reference.) If you've seen Hetalia, Alfred always says he'll be the hero, and he always tries to. But he gets put down straight in his face. But still, he shrugs it off and hangs around his friends like normal.

*xXxEmoGothicFairyxXx Jun 4, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Hahaha I heard of Hetalia. Dont remember from where though O.o Oh awesome (:

!FullmetalPipsqueak2 Jun 5, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

It's a good show, but it can be racist because people represent countries. But it's still good. Alfred represents America. I pity him so much, he gets put down in his face, he gets insulted and so does his country. Not cool man, not cool. But he still smiles and shrugs it off, and just acts like normal around everyone. Awesome man, awesome.

*xXxEmoGothicFairyxXx Jun 5, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Hahaha oh wow. No kidding.

!FullmetalPipsqueak2 Jun 6, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

*sniff* Truly awesome character....

*xXxEmoGothicFairyxXx Jun 6, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Agreed lol

~Moreuse Jun 3, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

cool. is nice.

*xXxEmoGothicFairyxXx Jun 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks

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