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Still here [Aug. 12th, 2010|12:09 pm]
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I hear the strings of that quartet that sends my torso into the swing of harmony that I feel in this moment. And when I'm held in this time, in this place, in the arms that love me I wonder do you know me? I will never be, could never be what all of them had wanted me to be but still at least I'm willing to learn and understand. In my childhood I loved those so deeply and dearly just to have them cast me and throw me away. In all of this time I have touched more, loved more and held onto the things that this heart has come to believe. You don't know me, you don't know me. You will never see the things that I see, all that I want you will never see the purpose behind them. The reasons that I'm not afraid, no I could never be, I am simply me. I'm real can you feel it? I have so much potential, potential was it? I could've told you more than just my potential, could've showed you who I was and that I'm already living up to that potential. And in the times I sway, in the times I cry, in the times I reach out and hold the hand that I love, in the times I hug the ones I love past all of the things they told me that I should've been, but I, I'm not what you seem for me to be. But I will always dream my dreams past the whispers and lies of the stories they constantly tell themselves, of the assumptions that will always make asses out of the best of us. And maybe your right, maybe I'll never change, maybe just maybe I'm the one thats still here, I'm still here, I'm right here. In all of the ships that I have boarded, past all of the waves I have ridden, on top of the backs of the horses that rode so fast I could feel the freedom of me just me. Is that what my problem was? Do I not listen to what you want me to be? Could you know me? Did you ever know me? Laughter that persuades me comes to pull and push me and still here I am writing my lyrics that will always sway those to learn more about me and still broken am I when it comes to the moment of me being real and showing the raw emotion of that moment. Was I always a question to you, a conspiracy theory to this world? Am I too bold for my own good? Was I too smart, had I seen to much for this world to accept the answers that I have given? And If you had ever said anything of worth to me would I ever remember past that day? I had once tried so hard to understand what makes one valuable, meant to be held onto instead of tossed out. And was it my flaw that I can't show what was meant to be shown? And out of all of these years trully I have stood alone. In all of the real moments, in all of the times that I have sought after what was meant to belong, out of all of the things that the world has said that I need to change, trully its the blind leading the blind. And when you know me is it my fault for being afraid? Out of the eight that I have helped to make men, did they understand the logic behind my plans? Eventhough they all failed miserably. You will never be able to see me in your periphrial vision. So don't tell me what I should do, what I should be. Because I will always dream my dreams and ignore the whisper of the lies that you wanted me to believe. If I had any flaws it was that I held on for too long, and trully I'm here, I'm the one, I'm still here. I'm the one thats still here.
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new girl [Jan. 15th, 2007|02:21 pm]
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[Current Location |home]
[mood |busybusy]
[music |"Don't Fence Me In" by Bing Crosby and the Andrews Sisters]

Hey guys, I'm new...just like everybody else.
I really want to publish poetry- I've been writing since I was like 6- but have no clue how...
So I'm doing this for now. I don't really edit my stuff, so it's mostly rough drafts.
I wrote this one during precal the other day- it's actually a song...

If you never come back, I will sing all alone
With the moon and the stars and the sun that I own
And your message will carry through reaches of time
In the snow and the trees I consider sublime
And you'll sing to me
How I'll always be

And I'll sing a song back- I have company here
With the wolves and the birds and the tipsy young deer
How we sing and we dance through the reaches of night
How we glory in darkness and bask in the light-
And I do not see-
How can I be

And you'll sing to me, They don't have nightmares they dread
And they can't hear the songs that you play in your head
They don't have the vision
They don't have the dreams
And they don't have the beauty of you
So no matter what happens, you'll still be alone
With the moon and the stars and the sun that you own
You always have been
And you always will be
And that's why I've always loved you
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Hey I'm New... [Feb. 15th, 2005|12:33 am]
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[mood |crankyalive]
[music |Butterflies Don't Lie_Kaci]

Hi I'm kinda new at the whole community thing but, heres my poem...

Bleeding On Your Shirt

I watch you watching her day in and day out,
I see you watching as she walks around and about,
It kills me to see the pain in your eyes as you see her with him,
Then all hope of mine dies and the lights slowly dim,
I realize she's all you ever see, no wonder you never really saw me,
I could be standing in front of you plain as day and I ask you how much attention to me you pay?
You say alot still looking at her, I walk off fast, you didn't even notice I was gone,
Its cause you were lost in a glance of her all along,
I feel ashamed as the tears run down my face,
I calmly try to find a comforting place,
In the corner look good, or in the dark looks nice,
I stop for a second to decide what to do to take the pain away,
You know what I have to do, but you choose which way,
Up the vein? Across the neck? Maybe both what the heck!
I do it both ways, you see me and rush over fast,
The moment I always wanted but I know it will never last,
And with one last gasping breath as I sit in the dirt,
I look in your eyes and apologize for bleeding on your shirt.
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(no subject) [Dec. 12th, 2004|04:33 pm]
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Try evidence0flife. It's a very active rating community that rates your writing. They're NOT jerks though. So, pick your best piece and see if it looks interesting to you. Good luck.
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My Batteries Are Low [Sep. 1st, 2004|04:21 pm]
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[mood |happyhappy]
[music |thunder outside]

What drives us?
I am no Spartan,
or a shining knight.
I run into battles
with no weapons,
no feelings
why must I fight?
Enchanted by Merlin,
Melted by rain,
Poisoned by arrows,
By love, I am slain.
So why, again,
Does the world always win?
Why, when I'm covered in blood,
Do I raise my body in front of the flood
Of the society's claims
Assumptions, Rude names,
Love's hateful wounds,
Taking blame, thanking shame,
Why do I rise
At the sound of my name
When the task called upon me
Brings pain all the same.

It seems I am best at what I hate the most.
Living on, stealing death's reason to boast.
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I'm new. :) [Aug. 30th, 2004|07:25 pm]
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[mood |annoyedannoyed]
[music |Simon and Garfunkel-The Sound of Silence]

Hi, my name is Jessica and I'm new. I like writing and poetry and such (obviously). I look forward to reading your entries and receiving your constructive criticism.

Left Ventricle
Right Ventricle
Tainted oxygen flow
As warm blood spreads.

Beat in rhythm
Break on beat
Organ comes to shatter
Where love and pain meet

Strong emotions
For too weak an organ
Results in violent catharsis
I've had all I can take

Stretch out and clench my fist
Red fingers choke the air
Heave a deepened sigh
Then begin to tear

Reach into ripped flesh
Pull out the enemy
Cease beating stupid heart
Relase my chest cavity

Grasp it out in front
Let it morosely sputter and pop
At last I've surely won
Love's beating finally stopped.
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(no subject) [Jul. 1st, 2004|10:51 am]
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Hi, my name is Helen and I'm working on my first zine.
It's not going to have any particular theme, its more of an experiment to see how it all comes together.
Anyways, I'd really appreciate it if anyone would like to contribute to its contents. I'm looking for cartoons, comic strips, articles, poetry, rants, anything and everything. Any topic is fine. You will receive full recognition.

You can submit to: xpugilistic@yahoo.com, or leave me a comment.

Pardon the xposting
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Beautiful Struggle [Jun. 21st, 2004|12:59 am]
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[mood |creativecreative]
[music |"I'm Back"- AZ]


I've got to be beautiful
We've got to be beautiful
Life ain't been living
Without beauty
Stairs of crystal
Never existant
But lessons learnt
Through our struggles
Our idenity
Forged by our realization
That life aint beauty
Without a little pain
Shattered crystal stairs
Hard wooden follows
As we smile and walk
Our path of true beauty
Our path of worldy knowledge
Our path of a soul's realization
That everyday we discover our struggle

J. Smith 6/21/04

Inspired mostly by Langston Hughes 'Mother To Son' might be hard to get if you aren't familiar with that poem.
This poem is basically a description of my outlooks on life.
Oh and thanks for having me in the community ;-)

<3 Jill
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The one [Jun. 18th, 2004|08:49 pm]
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I wrote this poem while I sat on the beach one day, while the sun warmed my soul, and I started daydreaming of the one I was to be with.

The One:
When she looks at me
With those beautiful green eyes
I know

Her hair flows gently in the wind
full and soft
It brushes against my face
an Angel

Her smile is love
Beautiful, amazing, pure
I see it
and lose sight of all else

Her skin is soft as clouds
when she holds me
I know I've found Heaven
and I'll never let go

I look into her eyes
and get lost for days
unable to escape
never wanting to

Her lips are soft to the touch
when they are on mine
they set my body on fire
and I know

She's the one
my only one
never will there be another
only her

comments are welcome. Thanks for reading :)
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Get out [Jun. 18th, 2004|08:48 pm]
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Ok, I wrote this when my family was all on my back and just really bothering me by being so nosey. Tell me what you think

Get out:
Heated face
Clentched fists
pounding head
pursed lips

I have to get out
I need to leave this place
A place where privacy
doesn't exist

I'm so fed up with all the questions
Get off my back
Give me some space
Before I explode in your face

I need to leave
Be on my own
Away from all this
In my own home

Everywhere is annoyance
Everything makes me tick
I just need room
time of my own

Without all the prying
and snooping
just leave me alone
I don't wanna talk

I have to get out
before I lose my mind
my insanity
my self-respect

Ok, so it's not my best work, but comment anyways. Thanks
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