From time to time a poem

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9 years 4 weeks ago #182811 by
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Very touching.. I hope your path has been more enlightening and less painful as of recent

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9 years 3 weeks ago - 9 years 3 weeks ago #183152 by OB1Shinobi
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these old shoes are worn and ragged,
smudged with stained unsightly tears
night and day my feet have dragged
these old shoes everywhere

to wander in the wilderness
to laugh and love the living night
what terrors might an echo bring?
or windy sighs of soft delight?

to walk the ways of desperate days
in a desperate daze of hurt and woe
where streets are made of razors blades
and glitter grin at broken soles

to run faster than the wind that screams
and mocks my failures as i fly
to run so fast i catch the dreams
that long ago had past me by

these old shoes are worn and ragged
by the march theyve made to here from there
night and day my feet still drag
these old shoes everywhere

People are complicated.
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9 years 3 weeks ago #183386 by
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Blank white page in dust
Virgin untouched by black marks
Dead still pen besides
With hidden strength.

Already processed
Order waiting for chaos
The sweet clumsy touch
Of potential life.

23/02/15- Vusuki

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8 years 11 months ago #188672 by
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I see and write and I read and I feel

In some way shape or form these poems are all real

I want to convey these emotions that torment

Trying to escape from the everlasting present

Shying from the past always looking to the future

What is going to come I’m never really too sure

So I feel and I read and I write and I see

Giving away all these little pieces of me

I don’t want ‘em go ahead and take some

Half the time I don’t know where they come from

Out of the blue the hit me like rockets

Feeling electrified like my fingers in a socket

So I write and I see and feel and I read

Looking to myself I beg and I plead

Coming to conclusions I don’t want to hear

Circumstance leaving nothing to chance it’s all to clear

I know what I want and I’m gonna go and get it

Nothing will stop me from getting what I’m gonna get

And I read and I feel and see and I write

Often alone in the middle of the night

The poems of these others I sit and I read

I look to myself and I sit and I plead

I look all around and I try to see

Unsure of this thing I like to call me

I look inside and I begin to feel

Trying to convey all the things that are real

So If you’re up at night, you can watch me write

Brought on by what I’ve read after I sat and I plead

Desperately trying to see what is inside of me

Maybe, just maybe you’ll feel, something inexplicably real

~Rai

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8 years 11 months ago #188841 by
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Awake At Night: A Poem from a Dark Time

Have you ever lain awake at night

while the voices whisper in your ears

Staring into nothingness

as they voice your deepest fears

Inadequacies, doubts and all your flaws

Your reminded of your past

The happiness fades so easily

and pain is all that lasts

~Rai

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8 years 10 months ago #190083 by Edan
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Invictus - William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.

It won't let me have a blank signature ...
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8 years 10 months ago #190124 by
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A little carpe diem poem that I read recently...

"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven the sun,
The higher he's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he's to setting.

That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.

Then be not coy, but use your time,
And, while ye may, go marry;
For, having lost but once your prime,
You may forever tarry."

Robert Herrick

(Partly heard within Dead Poets Society starring Robin Williams)

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8 years 10 months ago #190530 by Amaya
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The space that flows between us howls with icy wind,
Finger tip trails swirl around me
They penetrate my heart
Hollow I bend,
my knees hit the floor.
My hands slam down to catch
The weight of unspoken words
Beaten down my breath escapes
Whispered sorrow that catches in the wind,
And is torn away,
Unheard,
Softly I crumble,
No room for life,
Nothing left but tears that flow aimlessly,
To splash beside my tattered dreams.
No one sees,
Hidden by my shadow I watch,
As carelessly you walk your path,
No thoughts cross your mind
Already forgotten, already past,
The earth tumbles over,
A shroud to give me warmth,
Shelter from watchful sorrows.
It enfolds me and grateful I rest,
As one within the bitter ground

Everything is belief
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8 years 10 months ago #190608 by Amaya
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A heartbeat,
To shatter lives,
And tear apart the web we weave,
So delicately entwined to hold our lives,
Balanced eternally above the deepest pit,
That yearns to taste each fallen fear,
Alone you stand within the storm,
Trembling beneath the swollen clouds,
Bare feet upon the bittersweet sharpness of the broken earth,
And hands outstretched without purpose,
Time stops
The silence speaks in rhythm's of emotion,
While violence rages on,
For the moment cannot bear to witness,
That which explodes into being,
Too much, too bright,
This fragile form we shape in shifting sands
To wash away and become nothing more than
Endless echo's that throw themselves,
Upon the uncaring witness
To our final step,
To our lovers dance

Everything is belief
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8 years 10 months ago #191797 by Amaya
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Drip...
So heavy my limbs,
So tired, such an effort to rise up from the comfort blanketness the warm doziness that has fastened me securely to the darkness behind my eyes,
Drip...drip
Yet it disturbs me,
Like an echo that swirls slowly around,
That sound,
Drip.....drip
It calls to me with shattered teeth,
Painful stiring within my bones,
Wounds the silence with its sharp breath,
Drip.......drip,
I am falling into myself,
With sweet abandonment,
Gently darkness caresses' each curve and I am melting into familiar feelings,
Yet....
Drip.........drip
Such a battle just to turn my head,
My cheek resting against the soothing marble,
Eyes flutter like dying wings,
Drip..............drip
There is a pattern of life that smears the reality of the surface it barely touches,
It spreads,
A flow that leaks into each line,
Reflecting surrender,
Drip.........................drip,
I am undone,
I cant turn back, too many steps along this path,
Barely a choice, more a natural feature of the stumble across what holds us here,
And what are we?
If unable to be?
If it slips away, as a wave will flow back into the ocean,
And you cannot bear the uncovered bleakness?
Drip..
Welcomed into the eternity of nothing and nowhere
That reaches eagerly to taste the last memory of what is.
And........
Silence so deep you can taste the metallic flavour....

Everything is belief
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