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In Love, I RemainI hold the guitar against me
But I'm afraid it just wont do
No notes that I play could compare
To the symphony that is you

So who is the orchestrator
Of this harmonic elegance
The beauty of which sustains me
With such a lasting resonance

Angels, please sing us a chorus
And paint the clouds so silver lined
May she always dream in colour
And may I always speak in rhyme
One single whispered word from her
Always seems to eclipse my pain
With belief, hope and destiny
Forever in love, I remain

I hold the paintbrush in my hand
Until creative thoughts will cease
But no strokes could ever come close
To your beautiful masterpiece

Ea

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

StarcrossedWe were found in a pool of blood
Starcrossed lovers in each others arms
Suicide note in your pocket
Your hand grasped tightly in my palm

You were wearing that red dress
Under your overcoat
The rain had fallen hard that day
Distorting the words which you'd wrote:

'Dear cruel world and everyone within
I am leaving you all today
With the only boy I have ever loved
Lay silent here next to me

Nobody understands me
Or heals my wounds like he does
He feels the pain and sadness too
and I think we have suffered enough

No tears should be shed on our passing
As our souls now reside as one
Look for us in the rain dew
Look for us in the

Sharpen Your PencilSharpen your pencil
Dip your pen in the well
Show the world your vision
Through the story you tell

There's no right or wrong
So don't listen to critique
Your story alone is enough
So beautifully unique

And only you can tell it
Your version of events
Write it, sing it, paint it
Release, express and vent

Sharpen your pencil
Dip your pen in the well
And with your own wise words
Those ghosts you will repel

Please be true to yourself
No embellishment required
Every inferno was once
But a flicker of fire

So fan those fiery flames
And refuse to walk in line
As experience will grow
Through the passage of time

Note MeThey found my love hanging
By a rope from a tree
With a note in her pocket
That was addressed to me

The stains of her tears
On the ripped out blank page
Evidence to my eyes
Of an emotional pain

The last tears she would shed
The last anguish she'd feel
The deepest cut to her heart
This time would not heal

And nor did it need to
Her earthly shackles left behind
Time now has no meaning
And meaning now has no time

Unfolding the piece of paper
Even the fresh air suffocates
Scribbled down , hurried scrawl
'if you're reading this, you are too late'

I fall to the floor frantic
Clutch the note to my face
Trying to catch my love

Beneath The Ice SheetIt was a lonely cold winter's day
Not cold enough to freeze the leaves
But cold enough that as I exhale
It made visible this air that I breathe

The frozen grass around the pond
Creaks under my lead weight feet
Only fog alone will now obscure
What lies beneath the ice sheet

Are mine the only eyes to see her
Why is she still in her night clothes
Will she not be cold alone down there
Perhaps she has long since froze

And if so how does she talk to me
Knowing exactly how I think
Staring so long into her face
One day I'm sure I saw her blink

It was a lonely cold winter's day
I'd been here many times before
My parents told me to st

Your Life's A StageLife is comparable to a book
Which would make today a page
Don't dream of the drama unfolding
Act it out upon the stage

If the stage is your lonely room
And the theatre is your home
Then why not be the protagonist
Heroes never die alone

If you are treading those boards tonight
Then be careful how you go
Show the world and open your mind
To learn things that remain unknown

And if you are the director
Make sure the cast know their lines
If their actions stray away from the plot
Then cast them out of your life

If you are seeking attention
Awaiting ovation from the stalls
Be sure to do something worthy
Before the last curtain

BlindWhen I close my green eyes
If I focus I can see
People and places from my past
Etched in my memory

If a blind man closes his eyes
What can he possibly see
Without any visual images
Stored in his memory

How do I describe colour
To man who is born blind
The same way I describe my love
Within these heart felt rhymes

When I close my green eyes
I use my mind to conjure up
Dreams of the future, based on
Pages already written in my book

If a blind woman closes her eyes
What future can she see
Unable to visualise
Her fate and her destiny

How do I describe colour
To woman who is born blind
The same way I describe my love
Withi

Suicide On Your LipsI tried so hard to pull away
At the end of the night when we kissed
But as you begged me once again to stay
I could taste suicide on your lips

And such an intoxicating fragrance
Far removed from the stench of death
Such a beautiful perfume of life
Of a lost girl hollow from neglect

Am I too late to save her my Lord
Will those lips ever smile again
When razorblade remedies are scarring
Her beautiful porcelain skin

You spoke of your sorrows till midnight
Then you slept in my arms until dawn
Awoke and cried tears until midday
For your past and your present you mourned

And when the last tear finally fell
I explained I'd never lea

CryingEverywhere I go I see her face
I never got to touch her soft skin
Tell me how can I mourn the ending
When we were yet to even begin

And please don't you tell me to move on
You really think that I'm not trying?
In truth all that I want right now
Is to get through a day without crying

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

Reality BitesReality bites
Where as he tore shreds
From the pristine pages
Of the book you once read

A promise of a Prince
And of a fairytale
On those lonely nights
Serving to regale

And offer some solace
In times of despair
When hope felt as distant
As the love you once shared

Your book was unique
Though you try to replace
The words and the images
But you still see his face

Suffocated by life
Each breath hard to find
A broken, tarnished heart
In tumultuous times

Reality bites
But with your pride still intact
Maybe now is the time
That for once you bite back

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

Writers BlockThere is a heart in a ribcage
And a brain sitting in a skull
There is a history that is void
And potential which is null

Just puddles of inspiration
Where the vast ocean once sprayed
An endless tide of moonshine
Swelled upon my parchment page

There's a brain sitting in a skull
There is a heart in a ribcage
There is ink in my fountain pen
But still no words on my page

Just embers of inspiration
Where a great fire once roared
I'll stoke it with those memories
I've been afraid of and ignored

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

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My Master's VoiceI screamed at him "I'm leaving!"
He smiled and said "okay"
I said "no, for once I mean it
This time you wont make me stay"

But bags were never really packed
And that night in our bed I lay
The taste of blood on my lips
Still remained there the next day

I screamed at him "please stop this!
I am the Mother to your child
Baby, I know you have a temper
I know my ways make you so wild"

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Not to push your buttons so much"
With that the beast resumed control
As I quiver at each stolen touch

They scream at me to leave him
To them it's such a simple choice
But it's been so long since I've heard
Anything

Daydreamers Amongst UsTo those daydreamers amongst us
Tomorrow will soon be today
So choose every word carefully
As they might be the last you say

And they will echo through time
After your final shadow is cast
But those words and those emotions
Will have no place in the past

They'll take their place in tomorrow
And every day to the end of time
Your words, your thoughts and your wisdom
Will deviate us from straight lines

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Peace and love can re-wire our brains
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Otherwise I can see suffering
But on an unheard of scale
Nations and religions will collide

Very Bad ThingsThis is a declaration
I plan to do you some harm
Beware of the man with green eyes
Somebody raise the alarm

If only it were that simple
Into the shadows I will go
Hearts pound at such a rapid rate
Pulsating veins will explode

This a declaration
A statement of my intent
I have done some very bad things
Watch closer as I repent

Such a facile notion
That I can commit any sin
And beg for absolution
Before I begin again

This is a declaration
I am addicted to death
Fascinated by the feeling
Of taking your last breath

Such a beautiful moment
Your gaze seals an eternal bond
Envious of where you're going
As you rise to the grea

LightningHe was crying lightning
An impulse from the brain
Unable to ignite his bones
Only serving to drain

A sense of melancholy
For a poor boy so young
Each breath had become a curse
Not a gift from his lung

She was crying lightning
There was calm before the storm
In the eye of the hurricane
Her boy was never warned

A sense of compunction
As once again she rolled the dice
Not once doubting the idiom
Lightning never strikes twice

They were crying lightning
Protons and electrons collide
As she whispered her secrets
Into his ear she confides

A sense of duality
They caress each others spark
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Wait (My Virgin)Where did you learn to be promiscuous?
When did purity become a dirty word?
There is more than one way to stimulate
And commitment is indeed a verb

The pressure he will put upon you
Or the pressure you will put onto him
Is equal and opposite to the regret
And the feeling that you have sinned

Where did you learn to be promiscuous?
When did purity become a dirty word?
Physically able to copulate
But think about the consequences first

The pressure they will put upon you
To lose your innocence as quickly as them
All because they regret their actions
And want you to follow their trend

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I Was On A Cloud

by *Rifle1980, Oct 8, 2012, 3:10:14 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

I was the boy who remained silent
Through those weeks, months and years
Watching the tide begin to rise
From all of your fallen tears

A tide of insecurity
That in time became so deep
It would set about draining you
Of all the secrets that you keep

I was the boy who remained mute
I watched your life unfold from above
As you were shattered with pain
And given false hope with love

So many times I was tempted
To come and heal my angels pain
But up above in the blue sky
For now at least I would remain

I was the boy who stayed silent
A hush so deafeningly loud
You were never alone though
Princess, I was on a cloud

I watched as all of these things
Came to pass down below
And why didn't I intervene?
I had faith that alone you would grow