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The Butterfly JarIn her hand was a little jar
With a butterfly shaped motif
Small enough to fit in her palm
Large enough to hold her beliefs

And all of the hopes and the dreams
And the harrowing memories
She promised one day to reveal
The contents of the jar to me

Protected by the butterfly
Her secrets remained safe and sound
Each echoing in their own space
As there was no one else around

The winged beauty remained loyal
As the days like clouds floated by
It too was once a caterpillar
That never dreamt it could fly

Now like a butterfly she'll escape
From her chrysalis-like mind
She will shed all of her sorrows
Underneath the silken sunshine

Every Time With The Same BrushEvery time with the same brush
This girl paints so many strokes
Each one speaking of emotions
Louder than the words she wrote

So where does the magic lie,
Allowing this girl's mood to swing?
Is it in the paint or the colours,
The feeling of release it brings?

She lets go of those emotions
That are too painful to express
The open ear of a loved one
Now an empty white canvas

Cathartic is the process
With her dainty little strokes
Thick layers of paint will take us
To land's nobody else knows

Now she paints with love for us
And happiness in her heart
The trees, the flowers, the sunset
The smiles, the eyes, the stars

Every tim

Free Your Mind, Lose ControlPut down all of your books
Open your troubled mind
Leave the cell-like classroom
And feel the warm sunshine

Beating down from above
On your beautiful skin
Forget all you have learnt
Let your journey begin

Breathe the air on green hills
Open eyes to blue sky
They tried to hide the truth
But with no alibi

Are you just a product
Of wistful memories
Or is there still some time
To change your destiny

Tether your torrid thoughts
Silence those languid words
That pollute your young mind
Instead choose to observe

The beauty that surrounds
Nature is your mother
Wisdom is your father
Creation your lover

The world outside your doo

You Are Now GonePerhaps you were my oxygen
As without you I cannot breathe
Stars reminded me of your eyes
My love, why did you have to leave?

So out of the blue you left me
In to black my fragile heart broke
A thousand lost words were exchanged
Yet not one single word was spoke

I'm focusing on my time piece
I've given you peace for some time
Though love is clearly black and white
Friendship is harder to define

It's the shades of grey that haunt me
Those seeds of love we didn't sow
The memories we never made
Our bloom that has refused to grow

The pressure I feel without you
This volcano shall soon erupt
But I will implode silently
This was

Never Back DownYou stitched my lips today
So I could not speak
I sliced my slender throat
So I could still breathe

Dowsed acid in my eyes
So I could not see
But I reached out to touch her
She in turn touched me

You cut my ears today
I hear no birds sing
Or an infant's laughter
And the joy that brings

You bound my wrists and hands
Now they are red raw
I should blindly stumble
But still I stand tall

You sliced my fingertips
I can't feel her skin
The softness of her hair
The barrel of my pen

You broke my legs in two
Now I cannot walk
Nor can I see or hear
Feel or talk

You did all of these things
To keep me quiet
Yet the passion that

Whatever Is To DoWe were ever so worried
When we found the knotted noose
And scribbled diary entries
With tales of self abuse

Teenage tears and tantrums
Can easily be explained
But what on earth would cause these
Freshly dripped blood stains

We were ever so worried
When you locked yourself in your room
Painted the walls pitch black
And ignorantly we assumed

That this was just a phase
That it would soon come to pass
And pass it indeed did do
Far too soon and far too fast

We were ever so worried
When you dyed black your hair
No longer did we recognise
The child that was once here

Our precious little angel
Where did your shaken bones go
And

Forever Breathing WallsAn old, abandoned house
cries out in the middle
of nowhere...

It is breathing terribly
through broken brick lungs,
it's heart is beating
somewhere inside
with each step we take -
'Come a little closer...
Let me shelter your soul.'

This house it carried
many hearts, so wipe your
feet on the worn out
'welcome home' mat,
come inside, come inside,

the cherry blossom, it's only
old friend, bows to you.

Blowing off the dust,
can you hear the
once upon a time - old man
cough and wheeze
in a rocking chair in the corner?
today, he's finally faded away.

Pull open the ripped curtains,
Sunlight wants to stream through,
If

The Man Who BurnsI am too sterile and static
I can feel you walking away
Into the arms of the man who burns
But then again why would you stay

He is so young and beautiful
He lives life while I rehearse
Acting upon his desires
While I write about mine in verse

Our love was Russian roulette
Without bullets in the chamber
Passing the gun back and forth
Without any sense of danger

The fire in your heart has gone now
This cliché is not lost on me
Metaphorically I'm the water
That dampened our destiny

You said you would never leave me
But this contract was never binding
I want you to find your freedom
If there's a freedom worth finding

Bey

I'm Really Not OkayWhen I whisper of my woes
How can anyone hear
When the din of their own lives
Is ringing in their ears

Forcing a smile as they glance
Frown as they look away
Please somebody turn around
I'm really not okay

You refuse to see the signs
A deluge of denial
Drowns out my facial features
The absence of a smile

Obliged to ask how I am
Your concerns I allay
But then again I would do
I'm really not okay

Hold back the transparent tears
A dam of repression
I'll be damned if anyone
Sees through my confession

Slowly my world unravels
Life's tapestry will fray
My pain has been tailor made
I'm really not okay

I write poems

Wings of DespairWings of Despair:

A momentary glance toward the birds in the sky;
Makes me feel like I am soaring; with a hope to fly.
But the chilling winds that wrap me, reflect the cold of this day
And the icy frost that batters me, chips me away...

It drains the very breath from me, as though the ice is locked within
I feel my hope is fading again; like a jar of captured wind...
Where once my will was strong and boundless; now it sits on broken wastes
I must admit this crushing despair, it feels as bad as it tastes....

From the moment that I acquired them, these were ugly tattered wings
They were made from my despair, and bound in bitter string

Bi-PolaroidWill you take a Polaroid picture
And shake it in your hand
As you wait for it to develop
Please try to understand

That my smile might as well be painted
My tears photoshopped out
I'll add a caption on the reverse
So there will be no doubt

That I swing low like a pendulum
In a grandfather clock
That I fly high as a soaring kite
With each tick and each tock

Will you take a Polaroid picture
And hold me in your hands
As you wait for me to develop
Please try to understand

There'll be days when I'm as cold as ice
I'll thaw myself for you
And those things I said with aggression
I will try to undo

You should take me in to a dark r

The Artist and The ModelShe posed for the artist to paint her
She sat so perfectly still
A tremble came across her body
That was way beyond her will

"For that, my dear" said the artist
"I'll paint your blue eyes shut
Forever you'll be cast into darkness
Before you return to dust"

The subject, the model, the lady
Laughed and was not so fussed
"You think you have such power, my dear
In the stroke of your brush?

Don't forget it is I, your subject
That brings beauty to your piece
Without me you would be nothing;
A lush drunk on self belief"

With that the artist grabbed his palette
Ferociously began to paint
Till fatigue encapsulated his bones
And he b

Child PreyChild Prey:

He sat in his corner
Like a cold winter horror
The child that has turned out this way...

As a boy he was painted
By your lies he was tainted
Now in the devil's grip he'll stay...

Though you plead as you might
You've caused your own plight
I'm afraid that you die tonight...

It's a pitiful sight
When things are set right
For only in death can you see this light...

"Now then, move along sir, I've got other souls to welcome to hell..."

-Chen Yuan Wen, 14th April 2012

Kiss Your ScarsSharp blades to the skin
Sharp darts to the heart
Drink water to make you thin
He tore your world apart

Reflections of a former self
Indelibly etched on your memory
Take those thoughts and emotions
and share each one of them with me

I will put them with my own
My lies, my deceit, my sin
Kiss your scars, heal the wounds
of your perfect skin

Kiss your scars, heal your heart
Taste your blood on my lips
My heart now beats as one with yours
For each other we now choose to exist

The BirdsBreathe in and think of love
Breathe out and think of pain
Listen to the feeling in your heart
Not the voices in your brain

Hark the wind blowing through the trees
Ignore the dirge of modern life
Use your ears to hear the birds
and with them let your worries take flight

Glide upon the pockets of wind
Wherever the breeze shall take you
Make the journey beautiful
Rather than the place you wish to get to

Breathe in and think of the future
Breathe out and forget the past
I know the pain seems never ending
But such dismal days will not last

Hear my whispered words softly
Stirring emotions in your heart
I will offer my hand, my lo

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Beyond The Horizon

by *Rifle1980, Jun 9, 2012, 9:53:51 AM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

We ran out of our homes
And our dream quelling streets
Until mud under foot
Had replaced the concrete

From suburb to city
On to the countryside
We were running away
But not trying to hide

The world was still spinning
Faster than we could move
Though our hearts were breaking
Our poets' words would sooth

We left a cloud grey town
And in time reached the sea
Our home for so long
Evolution tells me

To the deepest warm blue
From the coolest pitch black
Shackles fell with each stroke
With our dreams still intact

Surrounded by fishes
Guiding us from the deep
Every league of ascent
Reinforced our belief

That it's the world, not life
That we were running from
The edge always hidden
Beyond the horizon

One day we will get there
From the Earth we shall fall
And in to the sunset
Our shadows will crawl

Beyond The Horizonby *Rifle1980

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

Beyond the horizon

love 7 7

joy 1 1

wow 2 2

~~mad 0 0~~

~~sad 0 0~~

~~fear 0 0~~

~~neutral 0 0~~

~Papership-Lonewalker Oct 9, 2012

What I feel by reading this is beyond all I could ever feel in my life time

*Rifle1980 Oct 10, 2012 General Artist

thats so kind and its really nice that it touched you

thank you

~AMPEugenie Aug 15, 2012

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh thats enjoyable

*Rifle1980 Aug 16, 2012 General Artist

yay glad you enjoyed yourself

thanks!

~Nightfarer Jun 16, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

We'll never can get to the edge of our world. We always see the horizon in front of our eyes and don't find the way to get beyond our radius. Trying to run from place to place to find a paradise, we won't ever reach.
It's a deep poem with an important message with is protraited in wonderful pictures of wide spaces although we are caged in small places. The nature is restricted and replaced. At least we just can be free when we're dead... can look beyond the horizon. There's so much content in this poem!

A lovely poem about nature, wideness and freedom.

*Rifle1980 Jun 16, 2012 General Artist

thank you so much.

I am really happy about all the things you mentioned. I am glad they came through and were picked up on

a wonderful comment

*DariaGALLERY Jun 14, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

wow....sunny....this i like so much.....yeah....our lifes....we run and run........changing places........so true

*Rifle1980 Jun 15, 2012 General Artist

thanks Daria, glad you like it

hope you are feeling now too

*DariaGALLERY Jun 27, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

yes my dear))))))))))) i feel)))))

~Vegetabelle Jun 11, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

So lovely!

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