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PhoenixHis chest covered with blood
Her sweat sliding down her face
She was holding his hand
And took him into her embrace

With her arms around him
She cried while he looked into her eyes
He was dying but it was ok
The sun was too far in the skies

"I love you" she said
And he received it with a sigh
Now that he knows it
It is harder to die

Tears fell on his body
And turned into ash
She saw a fire being born
And a reflection in it like a flash

He rose with fire to the heaven
Her embrace became empty and she felt cold
Looking at him fly away she knew he won't leave her
"I love you",once upon a time she told

The True HeroThe true hero is not found
In the numbers of those slaughtered
The true hero is not he
Who kills senselessly
It matters not whether for life, country, or sanity
With wisdom, brutality, or resignation

No, the true hero is one
Who stands vigil at the forefront
Of his dying, sinking ship

Not fleeing, not running
To the comfort of life
He stands stoically
Now and forevermore

While beasts rise around him
And men fall beneath him
He stands to die
And nothing else

He sacrifices it all
When no one else is willing
Defending them all
By simply standing in place

He knows Death intimately
They are old comrades
Brushing arms occasio

DreamsYou are as young as you feel
Quite cliché, but it is quite real
Everybody wants to live their dream
Sometimes getting caught up in the stream

They flow down the river
Sometimes they slightly shiver
Fearing that they don't know where the river will end
Will it be a good or a bad end?

They spend their lives securing their lives
Sometimes not even living their lives
They want to keep what they got
Getting caught up in their own plot

Starting to regret the things we missed
Sometimes even making us a bit pissed
Asking ourselves each day: what if?
Sometimes we even slightly sniff

The future is about to unfold
We cannot turn ol

A Letter to YouI hate this confusion,
And I can't figure it out
Figure out why I can't pull myself out of this rut

I want to say it is all your fault,
But yet I want to say it's mine,
And I just don't know,
And I hate it so much
It fills me with this outraged anger
The kind that tempts you to put your fist through a wall

I feel like because of you I can never like or love another
Or however you want to put it,
But I don't have that desire to be you
Because of all I went through with you,
And it just seemed like I never had a chance to begin with

You raised me up and basically told me that I did have a chance,
And then you dropped me and that

I KnowI know that you need space
Time away from everything
So you can find your place

I know that you still think about me
Some small thing we used to do may trigger a memory
Remind you of how things used to be

I know that you still care
You're good at hiding how you feel
But maybe something is still there

I know there are a lot of things you don't know
Life can be overwhelming
I'm sure you'll go far, though

I also know that you will always have a special place in my heart
We might not be together
Friendship may be a good place to start

RebirthThe ravage comes to plea defeat,
Pride's old throne, an empty seat.
Once inked paper now found bare,
As my muse's whispers now turn rare.

Questions sent to looming corners,
Treading blindly to tear down barriers.
I must look like the losing warrior,
Thrust in battle without an armor.

Inspirations seeped from dry wells,
Like squeezing flame from a million hells.
The spill of flow embedded in night,
My soul's sanctuary trapped in fright.

The stars of hope flicker far,
Watching me grovel in this hour.
A fool I was to deafly pretend,
A blank canvas would never descend.

Yet in these spells of solid bind,
Are plenty gold and treasu

butterfly kisseshe told me he played tic-tac-toe on his arm
with a razorblade once
and showed me the scars to prove it
i grazed my fingers over his forearm
marked with faint white lines
that made me scared i would lose him someday
and i thought back to that one time
when he was drunk and i could hear
the urgency in his voice as he stood on a ledge
but all i could feel was his heart beating faster then
when i touched the stories permanently inscribed
in his skin
and his left hand tracing the outline of my jaw
and even the tickle of his eyelashes against my cheek
as we sat in the backseat of his nissan.

Don't Bother...Don't Bother...

Don't bother asking me how I am or
if you can help me, because you can't,
no one can...

Before you even start to feel sorry for me,
and go on some sort of "wild caring tangent",
be prepared for disappointment...

I come with too much emotional baggage,
Much TOO heavy for you carry,
and there is no way it can all fit through the door...

Let me bear this crushing weight,
and this heavy burden on my own,
like the one before you and the ones before that...

Don't bother pretending to be an Angel,
when all you are is a Demon in disguise,
ready to devour my soul like so many others...

Like a parasitic Vampire,
feastin

Lonely Gods"I wish my body to be a staircase

to heaven." She said, "A conduit

of lonely Gods."—Swaying

pendulum hips, she, she

was made of stardust.- Scars sleeping

above a city of sweet bones, stirring

like sun-stricken scorpions during

hollow painkiller nights,

mistaking her redred burns

for Apollos kisses.

"Sadly, this body has whispered away
the last of my secrets."

BruisedTell me the words I desire to hear, your honesty is optional.

Bandage my deepest wounds, while cleansing your bloodied blade.

Be so selfless to put me first, only to use me as your human shield.

Take the courage to lash out at my enemies, just to feed your own ego.

Praise me for my generosity, knowing I'm gullible enough to give you what you want.

Beg me for my forgiveness, only to repeat your betrayals.

Confide in me your fears, just to take from me my hopes.

Create in me a purpose, then reveal it to be meaningless.

Leave me with my darkest thoughts, making your escape with my dreams.

Set the standard for my expectations, left with

And Now We Are LostYou were a sanctuary, pain and the end
all in one man
I am the tangles
in my own hair.

This is our
past present and future.

Our forever.

And now we are lost

HeartlessYou told me I was heartless;

But how could that be true?

Cause even if I have no heart,

I never stopped loving you.

I WonderWill I ever tell you, I wonder,
How you make me feel?
It's doubtful at best
For I don't even know
Who you are
I may have clues
But do I really want to know?
Yes, of course I do
Just the thought of you
Passing through my mind
Fills my heart with joy
I want to dance with you
Sing with you
Let you in my heart
And hope you want the same
But I'm not sure
If I have the courage
To tell you
Or even figure out who you are

Just a MirrorI feel your fear,
It oozes form your body,
I want to destroy you,
You make me sick,
You're ugly I shout,
A lonely nobody,
No-one will ever love you,
Go kill yourself I say,
You just mimic me,
So anger takes over me,
I thrust my fists at you,
You crack,
And I finally realise,
It's just a mirror.
You're me.

Sultry GenesisScintillating galaxies burst to life
from the slow whirl
of her jagged ivory hips.

I spiral into the vast blackness,
the inky atmosphere
spilling from the gossamer tips
of her swirling, mahogany ringlets.

Untethered, I drift,
bereft of graceful starlight
by which to navigate home.
Inevitably, I succumb
to the gravity of her undeniable attraction.

Glimmering eyes awaken,
shed the silken sheets of ashen lids
and illuminate her universe;
an amber sunrise gilding her white plains.

A weary pilgrim
constructing new constellations
from the starfield of her ribcage,
I ravenously hunger to taste sublime glory
writhing beneath the u

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Together We Will BeSitting in a wheelchair, she's looking straight at me
White hair framing her face, glasses with which to see
Spends her days waiting for the end - sitting, waiting
Sorrow hides behind her cheerful face that is smiling
Her face a map of the past - the good and the bad
Looking at the last year, she has a right to be sad
She lost her one true love, her soul mate for life
He loved only her, no other woman besides his wife
He adored the ground she walked on, he called her his darling queen
In her later years she was still the most beautiful she had ever been
He would've given the world to her, whatever she had wanted
She was so grateful

Heartbreak MasqueradeI can't remember what it feels like to be happy...
My smile no longer shrouded in sincerity.
It is like a heartbreak masquerade, fooling everyone;
Exhausted, I remove my mask when the day is done.
I'm a professional at what I do: I hide what I feel -
When I get hurt, I pretend like it is no big deal.
In reality, it's killing me; feel my heart breaking
The sad part? My friends don't know that I'm faking.
I can't remember the sound of my laughter any more;
Feels odd when I smile, like I've never done it before.
My heart soaring with joy - well, that feeling is gone
Dreaming about another guy that isn't you feels wrong.
It is like I

Face of a Killer, KonyI can't believe it's been happening in a country
On the same continent as me;
How had I been living, so oblivious
To Kony's horrific child soldier army.
I'm appalled, to be honest - shocked to my core
For 30 years the world has been blind.

Harsh, lifeless, soul-less black eyes
The unsmiling face staring back at me.
A scraggly beard, a frown on his face
This is the face of a killer, Kony.
Where did he leave to from Uganda, who knows
He is the one person we have to find.

Enslaving young girls at the youngest age possible,
Ordered to fulfil strange, older men's passion;
Living in a crowded place, little food and water
Kony finds t

Dying HeartThe silence screams so loud I can't hear myself say:
I loved you with all of my heart.
I cried continuously, I wanted you to stay,
But as I wanted you more, we fell apart.

So far from each other, we don't talk;
Barely look at me as you pass me in the hall...
You make as if you don't see me walk,
Walk right by you, you don't notice at all.

Now I've moved on, I guess you did too -
I don't want you so bad no more.
The butterflies are gone, they left with you;
My dying heart beats one last time on the floor.

~C♡

ComplicateToo often in our lives
We complicate things,
Cluttering our minds and hearts
With useless worries and fears.
Instead of drinking in the Summer sun
Or becoming mesmerized by your coffee,
You worry about getting sunburnt
And consuming too much caffeine.

We forget to take pleasure
In a simple hello and goodbye;
A smile shared, an "I love you",
A hug given for no reason.
We analyse every look and smile
Since each syllable means something;
Even a tiny thing such as an emoticon
Has a deeper meaning these days.

A simple "how are you" or "why"
Can be seen as offensive,
As too intrusive, as nosy,
Too demanding and suspicious.
Just

Running on EmptyThey say you can go 40 days without food
And one week without water.
What they never took into consideration
Is that I can't go one day without you.
I can't begin to understand
Why you would treat someone like that:
Starving them of their joy and peace,
Keeping it all to yourself.
You know I need to see you
(Talk to you if I'm lucky).
But still, you fool around
Tempting and teasing me constantly.
You think it's cute to play games
And then ignore me for a week...
I hate to break the news to you,
But that's not cute at all.
I give everything that I have to you
Leaving myself exposed and vulnerable
Still you pretend like it's n

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She had never thought of herself as broken

by ~GirlUndefined, Aug 11, 2012, 10:41:25 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

She had never thought of herself as broken,
as missing, as unfinished, as incomplete.
She used to think she was complete, accomplished;
her flaws hidden, her heart healed and soul varnished.
Her Creator had made her independent -
she did not need her "other half" to be whole.

However

When he left, a cold hand wrapped around her heart;
she ached, trapped under the weight of missing him.
She craved his presence, his arms around her waist,
his hands in her hair, his eyes locked on to hers.
She realized she'd simply been fooling herself -
He was her "other half", a 'yin' to her 'yang'.

She had never thought of herself as broken,
until feeling broken was all she had left.

~C♡

She had never thought of herself as brokenby ~GirlUndefined

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

"Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet."
~Plato

Date: 10/08/2012

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~guitarangel1495 Sep 24, 2012

beautiful, the last line gives me the chills a little

~GirlUndefined Sep 25, 2012 Student Writer

Aww, thank you so much

~angel3433 Aug 27, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

omg this is BEAUTIFUL!

~GirlUndefined Aug 27, 2012 Student Writer

Thank you so much, it's much appreciated

~angel3433 Aug 27, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

your welcome! it was a beautiful poem!

!Kymira12 Aug 15, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

I've seen a lot of heart break poems but this one was beautifully written. Instead of the inverted commas or quotation marks I think that by just italicizing them, it would improve the overall look of the poem. I love your descriptions and the flow of the poem. I love this and I think you did a great job with writing it.

~GirlUndefined Aug 16, 2012 Student Writer

Thank you so much for your in-depth comment, I really appreciate the time you took to write it

And thank you for the compliment, means a lot

~CrystalTearz55 Aug 13, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

fucking beautiful

~GirlUndefined Aug 13, 2012 Student Writer

asdfghjkl; Thank you

!cawelling Aug 11, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

beautifully done. even guys can feel like this.

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