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BluesI can take the skin of a kiwi
But I still don't like 'em sour
Baby you been doin' me
More wrong by the hour
Hangin' from the powerline
By the laces of your shoes
How'd you expect to stay alive
With your head caught in the current of the blues?
Get over your gravel road
Turn it into cobblestone
Quit watchin' all that white noise
And tune in to the radio
You're barefoot on a rose bush
And bleedin' on your chains
Biting it won't get you free
With your eyes shut on the smoke of playing games
'Cuz you've let the blues become your ruse
It tricks you to think you've got nothing to lose
I turn over the dirt and you get all hurt
Just admit that you're painting a lie
Bash in the hideaway
Adjust to the light of day
Stop seeing your reflection
And thinking that your heart's okay
Chewing through the cable chords
Stepping over all the traps
Don't you know you're caught in one
And you're stuck in the maze running laps?
'Cuz you've let the blues become your ruse
It tricks you to th

A Passion Named DecemberThere's frost on the ground.
It creates for my heart a wintry crown.
Lady Winter runs her fingers through
My hair and leaves lip imprints of blue

On my cheek.

Intrepid eyes of my pallid lover
Lead me through frostbitten paths to discover
My soul is chaotic as a blizzard.
But in your chilled breath, I am delivered

With your song whispered meek.

Scintillating in the thawed skies,
Crystallized blessings cascade down to baptize
Me in this snowy throne room.
Together, my sorrow we entomb.

I adore your flawless physique.

December, I pray your reign never end.
Even still, your impression will never descend.
Dow

EnigmaMystery is the element that bounds the unknown to reality
Something new to what we know
A world filled with secrecy to make it so

Mystery is the puzzle before the answer becomes clear
The silent riddle to discover
A hidden message to uncover

Mystery is words we hide to keep oneself unique
Those whispered words that no one hears
The fear of not knowing reappears

Mystery is what keeps us intrigued
The enigma itself remains in you
as it does in me

Stay this way... Stay unique
As this way there will always be something new to know
Even as we speak...

Little Birds Can RememberPeople are awfully selfish at times
They take everything for granted--
They throw everything away as if
It was nothing to them,
But even nothing is something.

I remember the days that I have wept
I remember the days where I casually smiled
I remembered the day you told me “I am happy.”
Well I am happy too.

I recall the days that I felt miserable and lonely
The days that seem to drift between insanity and reality
The days that seemed as if I was floating in mid air--
Not that kind that represented love.

I appreciate the sadness though
I do not question it, and do not wish my pain on others
With the stupid question, “Why m

Death of a DreamShe flutters in circles
around my bitter silhouette
Mocking, yet
it's too dark to see
Searching hands that
reach out for her
I had her
once
she slipped away
Slowly

I still search for
those warm days
the embraces left
me with nothing
but happiness

Still feeding the darkness
she dances no more
She flutters
pathetically
weakened
ever present
Must murder her
Kill that butterfly
She
who was once so beautiful

Broken little hands that
are too weak to break
the brittle butterfly
She
who goes by another name

The hands are mine
the darkness hers
Cold has come
to my lands
Frozen feelings
Must kill
to revive

Broken w

What scares you, mortal?What scares you, mortal?
What defines your basic human needs, your average quantity of normal?
What potions spill your nothingness,
What skin builds up your exterior?
What makes you rise up in the morning?
What tears you open in the night?
What secrets, promises and wishes compose your inside fright?
What dance do you dance when others tremble,
Under your disillusioned romance?
What tongue do you speak in your steady sleep,
What habits do you have warped around our toes?
What makes you smile and quiver and tremor, all at once?
What reality do you pursue, if it's a reality at all?
What dreams do you dream when you're not even seen?

you only live forever in the lights you makei'm not good enough to have a bad side, and i can't see
why you're so convinced i have a good one, but when every
move makes my heart melt i can't help but fall apart
and i almost can't believe you can even think of loving me

but don't stop okay

Ballad of the Doll MakerCome now; gather round! Men who are
Gentle, ladies fairer!
Hark now my words as I tell the
Tale of the Doll Maker!

There was once a youth, apprentic'd
To a master of old;
Who taught to his eager student
How to craft wooden dolls.

But these are not the toys girls play with,
For they resemble man,
And woman too; in size and look
They're finest in the land.

Now, th'apprentice was at the age
When he need'd to adore
A girl of his choosing; and sought his
Master's wisdom some more.

He search'd his teacher thoroughly,
Examining his brain,
So that in love, his ignorance
Will not fail him again.

The Master, agèd now and near
Done

PerfectionPerfection.

She lodges her fingers down her throat.

Clasping onto the wall as she recklessly chokes.

She reinserts her fingers back in forcibly.

Deliriously trying to make her body thinner.

She swoons and slumps to the floor nauseously

As she attempts to regurgitate her dinner.

Her throat aches as she screeches out coarsely,

With her hand covering the image in the mirror.

Her head now rests on the on the rim of the toilet seat.

She wants to eat but she just has not got in her.

She desperately begins to scream out inaudibly.

Her mouth now tastes of something pulpy and bitter.

She examines the red color of the fluid cautiously.

Re

Taken overIt made me break my rules again
Some time I was fine but then
With no warning but fast as light
I was taken over, there was no chance to fight

I know I should stop
I know I'm doing wrong
But something in my mind it tells me
Just keep going on

It made me break my rules agsin
Some time I was fine but then
With no warning but fast as light
I was taken over, there was no chance to fight

Then I fall back down
But never in too deep
I make it out just long enough
To catch a little sleep

It made me break my rules agsin
Some time I was fine but then
With no warning but fast as light
I was taken over, there was no chance to fight

Aching HomeI feel this aching in my bones
I'm tired and cold
Awake within this never ending night

Cold seeps through my skin
And grows roots deep within

This hour glass is growing short
And the cold keeps growing
All while I lay in sleep

AgonyTurquoise flickers in bathroom silver
Janie, are you hiding behind my eyelids?
because I can see you in the mirror
lost in nostalgia and imaginary echoes

There is a rhythm in my irises
Janie, are you listening?

Ceramic and oceans are cold in the summer
Janie, is this the new ice age era?
because I can feel five blades against my throat
sending shivers down my spine

There is a pattern in my flesh
Janie, are you watching?

ConfessionsMy throat is choking
Closing shut at the thought of these words
I'm choking on myself and I can't breathe

Although you're far away
I can still imagine you here
Where these words would choke me to silence

Tonight I'll use these fingertips
And send these thoughts intentionally
I'll rebuild what I've destroyed
I'll be better than I was before

Your LightI feel the warmth of the light
Living in my heart
Only you could give off such heat.
Vowing to do all I can do
Every second of every day
Your happiness is what I desire.
On this night I ask one thing of you
Understand, my dear, I love you

DancingThere are days I dance around the subject
There are days I subject myself to dance
But even when the truth rears it's ugly head
I heed it's healthy warning of wars and those soon dead
And fret over fears bred from personal taste
Meanwhile You beg "taste Me" and your life won't go to waste

Willing my self to your well I sit and drink
Swelling with fear of failing and falling and fading
But Your water is filling my frail body up
Reminding me that thirst is the reason for fear
So if I quench it, I'll wrench it from me
Rend the dark subject matter that matters not to be

Shadows take their shape on my bedroom walls
But I shove them ba

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I Take It SlowThis feeling of life passing me is back
Makes me feel like I'm on the wrong track.

Everyone has a life they are living
Makes me think: is it worth all the giving?

Am I the one who has to fade away?
Giving myself is a price I must pay.

Destined to be a living sacrifice
Wandering between the naughty and the nice.

No big moment stands out from the past year
Neither moments of joy, anger or fear.

Rather the moments that I think are sweet
Feeling the sea sand covering my feet.

Others rush their lives, but I take it slow
Making memories, leaving a warm glow.

I don't follow the footsteps of a fail
Instead I make my own and leave a tra

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.

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Such A Noble Man

by ~GirlUndefined, Dec 30, 2012, 3:54:38 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

I long to be able to do justice to you,
but my words fail to arrest your perfect form.
I'm powerless to the supremacy of your eyes so blue,
which smolder and burn deep into my private soul.

Your voice enchants me whenever you speak -
I devour your words with an insatiable hunger.
Your hands - oh, your hands - they make me weak
as they pirouette across the ivory piano keys.

I remain stunned at your immense equanimity
and how you are composed during a tempest quarrel.
You are a passionate lover, you captivate me,
eradicating my self-defense with your gentle touch.

How naïve I am, to think I am worthy to vindicate you;
my words are futile when describing such a being.
You are truly a man of veracity, respect and loyalty too -
the descriptions are incompetent with such a noble man

~C♡

Such A Noble Manby ~GirlUndefined

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.” ~ Bob Marley

Date: 31/12/2012

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*Me2Smart4U Jan 1, 2013 Student Digital Artist

well written indeed... I truly enjoyed reading.. the contrast sets the mood for the whole poem; it has a very deep and unique flow and as a reader I deeply feel the true emotions expressed ..