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Letters LiveThe middle three letters of the word “Earth”
Spell out the word “art”
This is fitting because when I create
The beauty of the world is where I start

The middle three letters of the word “believe”
Spell out the word “lie”
This is fitting because for all those who accede
There are an equal amount who deny

The middle three letters of the word “lonely”
Spell out the word “one”
This is fitting because I have felt isolated
Ever since you have been gone

The middle two letters of the word “life”
Spell out the word “if”
This is fitting because only when
The Deepest Depths of BlueThe chain of events that followed your birth
Were as tumultuous as each twisted link
Your mind was wired for the written word
But under no circumstances should you think

As the decreasing circles of sanity
Will ripple through your infant mind
The soul can't escape your hollow bones
Until you leave those thoughts behind

You feel trapped inside your grey matter
But freedom will be yours in the end
Once you realise that you are a miracle
That'll never be repeated again

Open your eyes to the beauty of the truth
That there is a reality worth seeing
And dive into the deepest depths of blue
Of your soul, your essence, your being
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

And show people there's another way
Peace and love can re-wire our brains
Show us how to avoid hatred
And from negative feelings refrain

Otherwise I can see suffering
But on an unheard of scale
Nations and religions will collide
Noble Chivalry"Noble Chivalry"

I see her aesthetic reflection in every mirror
With the passing days the closer the attraction grows nearer
And yet with every word and every kindly letter
I always believe she deserves so much better
Why is there an attraction to the mess that is me?
Perhaps there are waters that run deeper than I can see
I resemble a fine-tuned piano without the keys
Or maybe a rusted violin without the strings
And while I always appear to be shredding at the seams
None of this matters in her mind apparently
I resemble a beautifully wrapped gift without the bow
Or perhaps a kiss between lovers without the mistletoe
And alth
Who Are You?"Who Are You?"

Not everything in our lives
Will be handed to us on plates
I can tell you once we're alive
We have such undecided fates

There are those who like to strive
And always question themselves
Like the bees that buzz in hives
Honey doesn't make itself

Some of us are leaders
We grab bulls by their ropes
If you fall into this category
You will never lose your hope

But some hide and cower
Running from their fears
This prolongs the inevitable
When they break down after years

Others are just so lazy
They don't even want to try
They reside in rooms so hazy
They stare with bloodshot eyes

There are those who keep on tryin
Only When I WriteThe drama unfurling in my life
Feels like the shadow of my hand
That grows as it comes ever closer
To the light perched on my bed stand
In that I can feel the darkest cloud
Ever such a menacing sight
In time I can reverse the feeling
But only when I write

Seclusion left me with nothing
Apart from creativity
Loneliness it turns out, my friends
Is quite the aperitif
For the feast that is awaiting me
If I make it through the night
Tomorrow always brings me new hope
But only when I write

You approach me on a good day
And I will offer you a smile
The same expression on the worst days
Because my manners are so mild
But don’t take me for a t
Dead at 16My worries are a reservoir
Her worries are a lake
In that they’re very real indeed
Whereas mine are very fake

Invented to seek attention
Lies, oh despicable lies
One day I’ll drown in metaphors
Please be sure to sympathise

But while you show me this concern
Who'll be looking out for her
Blood curdling screams from my mouth
She is nil by mouth and verse

I have cried wolf so many times
She can’t even cry her own tears
My lies are spun in silk cobwebs
My spinneret shrouding your ears

I spoon fed you daily doses
So it was easier to digest
I planted those seeds of sorrow
Your fertile mind did the rest

Lies, all those despica
RemedyA chemical reaction
Akin to the wings of a dove
You feel a karmic wind change
From this feeling called love

As I unfurl my wings
To the plague in your heart
I am your remedy
Now the healing can start

A spiritual moment
A timely epiphany
Everything in its right place
Just as it's meant to be

As I unfurl my wings
To the plague in your mind
Within the darkest caverns
I will bring you sunshine

A healing process
We will soothe each other's sores
My love, you are my life line
As much as I am yours

As we spread our arms
Two souls embrace as one
Your remedy is my cure
And our symptoms are now gone
Crossed The Line"Crossed The Line"

She told him "no" many instances before
At first he listened, but not this time
Her words were sounds that he ignored
Because finally, he crossed the line

At first it seemed like every date
He was sweet and kind, holding doors
But even still at any rate
She found herself screaming on the bedroom floor

Because he heard, but didn't listen
Only hearing what he wanted to hear
And by pure hormones he was driven
While her pleas fell on deaf's ears

At first it started out innocent
Holding hands, kissing, locking lips
But soon it was no longer ambivalent
Once his hands swayed around her hips

He tried crawling them
Maiden By The Bay“Maiden By The Bay”

Every now and then across the water at night
A lady can be seen dressed in long silky white
She dances along the water as elusive as a bird
Her beauty so astounding I can not put into words
Her movements so graceful they shift the moon’s release
On the gravity of the earth; every crevice and crease
If the world were to fall apart around her piece by piece
Her dancing would never cease but only increase

And I wait for every day to end so I can say
I have seen this great maiden by the bay

The flowers enveloping her sing in harmony with the bees
The trees bend their barks and their branches tease
The ne
You Can Be A Poet“You Can Be A Poet”

I guarantee everyone is a poet
But I am willing to bet not many know it
Forming a poem is a simple task
Just string words on paper that seem to mask
Your hidden feelings on a certain subject
Or how you wish this world could be perfect

Not all poems have to be deep in meaning
And indeed even the simplest poems can be quite deceiving
This poem for example exists
Without any misdirection or twists
The focus of this poem is to provide
A helpful little guide
On how to write the absolute best
And bring out the skills everyone does possess

Poems work to magnificent avail
If one decides to retell a tale
Poems allow
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
SinkingRecently I've been sinking
Like a stone into a pond
Having skimmed across the surface
Of life for far too long

Please may I have a new heart
Along with a new mind
I cannot reverse this feeling
No, I'm sorry, not this time

Recently I've been sinking
Into myself like quicksand
No one sees as it swallows me
Each grain a mislaid plan

Please may I crawl inside your love
Mingle hearts until the end
I cannot reverse this feeling
No, I'm sorry, not again

Recently I've been sinking
Such an overused metaphor
But one which is cathartic
When choosing to explore

That I could save you my love
And in time you could save me
As fear and
Repulsive By DesignLet me tell you this my friend
And I will tell you no more
If my passion is your crime
Then your love should be my law

I’m the exception to the rule
And the end of this blood line
I should hang my head in shame
I am repulsive by design

Allow me to elucidate
And I will tell you no lie
I am charged with being charmless
And I have no alibi

Feloniously you broke my heart
One chamber at a time
Though I’d expect nothing less
I am repulsive by design

Beware of the broken hearted
Indeed consider with caution
Repulsion cleansed my sorry soul
Such a spiritual abortion

But when a full term of sorrow
And low self esteem combine
I still r
My name is NothingMy name is Nothing,
And I know...
You're in love with her -
Not me.
I'm just your friend.
I am nothing else.
I am...
Nothing.

I am Nothing to you;
I'm a ghost that listens
to your many woes;
I give you space to
take a deep breath in;
I am who you turn to
when you have no one;
I'm always there for you,
but never actually there.

My name is Nothing.
And I know it was absurd
for me to think that
I could be her,
that I could be...
your Something.
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Her perfume fragranced pillow clenched in my hand
I’m counting each of her breaths down from ten to one
Then I’ll smother my silked skinned lover as planned
It’s for the best this way as no blood shall be shed
Just that of my erratically beating heart
My feelings I dismiss, I plant a farewell kiss
Upon her furrowed forehead as she departs

Oh my darling, why did you weave this web of lies
And why did you bring in to question my trust
Catapulting us from the innocence of love
In to such unbearable levels of lust
How on earth do I maintain this downward pressure
On your winsome face
Can't Find JoyI stole the smiles from both of my parent’s faces
The very same one I was responsible for
On the day I was delivered into their arms
In a cloth, from the beak of a black feathered stork

From the very first day with my very first breath
Though I was not able to speak a single word
It was evident as the nurses bowed their heads
That this boy with the dilated pupils was cursed

Everything I’ve ever grown to love and desire
In one way or another I have now destroyed
Yet still I have the temerity to question
Why it is that I can never seem to find joy

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Fads and TrendsWhatever makes them popular today
Will be the death of them tomorrow
With looks like that they can say anything
And their insecure flock will follow

Run for your life, break away from the flock
Grow a back bone and do your own thing
Fear not for the adverse consequences
Living a lie brings much more suffering

What these people consider ‘scene’ today
Will of course not be seen tomorrow
Image is just a temporary façade
And yet these blind fools seem to follow

Run for your life, break away from the flock
And sing only from your own hymm sheet
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That Girl In The Mirror

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Happiness will remain forever out of reach
When love from your life you omit
To the girl in the mirror; you are beautiful
Yet somehow you never quite fit

Not the girl they thought you’d turn out to be
When you were a neonate child
Born with a raging heart and a raging mind
But with a manner ever so mild

Your scars aren’t always visible to them
And not only hidden under attire
Lacerations to the mind are just as abhorrent
When memories and dreams conspire

So girl break the mirror if you have to
And reflect on your life as a whole
Do you really want to spend the rest of your days
Behind a façade of self control?

Please be strong enough to go your own way
Indeed go against the grain
In your field of dreams stand up and be counted
And maybe others will do the same

You are unique and you are so beautiful
You’re everything someone else is not
The light of your reflection will shine on
Through the looking glass your childhood begot

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~Broken-Blues Feb 21, 2013
this is so so beautiful and inspiring, argh, we need to really get you published :squee:
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*Rifle1980 Feb 21, 2013   General Artist
nooo we need to get youuuuuu published :)

thank you sweet girl :hug:
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~Grnideladeee Feb 20, 2013  New member
You are beautiful, Ty for sharing your gift!
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*Rifle1980 Feb 20, 2013   General Artist
and thank you for taking time to read and comment on it :)
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*Photopathica Feb 4, 2013   General Artist
Hi!
We have chosen your work for our Featured Folder for February!
This piece has been featured here: [link]

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*Rifle1980 Feb 4, 2013   General Artist
thank you so much, this made my day :) Really love this group and its pleasure to feature in your feature :D
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*Photopathica Feb 4, 2013   General Artist
very welcome :hug: we're happy that you appreciate it so much :)
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*MySocksRock Jan 29, 2013
Wonderful Col. Hope things are okay.
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*Rifle1980 Jan 30, 2013   General Artist
thank you :) yeah, things are improving :hug:
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~alittlebitoffaith Jan 28, 2013
This is so true of our generation us women are pressured to basically be perfect our hair has to be just right our clothes have to be so freaking tight our curves have to be great and amazing we have to be skinny and beautiful we have to wear make up to cover our flaws we have to basically be Barbie dolls or models to get attention and I'm tired of it.
My philosophy is if you can't look like Calvin Klein models don't expect us to look like freaking Victoria secrets angels thats just messed up!
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