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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
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
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
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 Unread BookYou only see the outline
Please take a closer look
I am the silhouette
I am the unread book

Letters and words within me
Arranged in such a way
This narrative keeps the readers eyes fixed
To the words that I say

Evoking an array of emotions
From the first page to the last
Keep you from putting me down
Chapter to paragraph

Heroes and heroines
Acting out in fictional arenas
Facts and figures educate
And quench lifes thinkers and dreamers

The feel of my page on your fingers
The scent that lies within
They judge me on my appearance
Before the first chapter even begins

So I remain on the shelf
Slowly gathering dust
Nowadays t
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
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
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
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
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
I Was On A CloudI 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 a
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
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
God GivenThe crack became a crevice
The crevice became a hole
Invited my mortal remains
To part company with my soul

God has given me these hands
To create beautiful art
It's not for me to say when
This earthly plane I shall depart

The tears became a torrent
The torrent became a flood
I was drowning in sorrow
I sought the buoyancy of good

God has given me these thoughts
To stimulate and inspire
With rhetorical reasoning
Until my bones can retire

The thought became a feeling
The feeling became the truth
Faith alone was now enough
Beyond the search for proof

God has given me this mind
So who am I to question
When He has granted me
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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Tidy Little BoxesEverything in tidy little boxes
All of my memories are pigeon holed
One section left vacant for all the dreams
A  million for the dreams that they stole

All the boxes with perfect right angles
Protractor now set to ninety degrees
With such rigid habits I wont survive
Please will you come and make a mess of me

Everything in tidy little boxes
While your dreams remain scattered on the floor
It's best that way, mine are hidden away
And stay so very easily ignored

All the boxes are stacked up together
So high one day they will surely fall down
Either that or they will be stacked so high
They'll encompass, suffocate and surround

Eve
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
History Is Never Made By Those Who BehaveWe are taught of former glories
The burden of our history
Weighs heavy on infant shoulders
As it does our enemies

But I feel safe and protected
On this the day of the Moon
Unlike the remaining six days
When impending horror consumes

Wind chill woes on the moors this morn
Freedom spoke in a foreign tongue
I did not understand her chants
Percussion did not help her song

The stench of death, the drums of war
In time with the beat my heart gave
History is never written
By the flocks that choose to behave

So raise hell but come together
Unite as we are all the same
Keep the lion's heart within you
Your fiery temper learn to tame
My Heart's Moth DanceI always loved,
Butterflies.
I wanted them to
Be born in my stomach,
Unexpectedly.
I wanted to feel,
Their fragile wings
Flutter inside.

And so they did.
But they were too frightened
to escape.
My voice became thin air.
And I,
wanted my heart to fly
So it could tell you...
That you're the meaning,
of love.
Hope.
Life.
Light.

I never really understood
Moths.
They were like my words,
Tripping over
In my voice,
Stuttering and stammering,
But you came along,
And moths
born in my heart,
Pushed all my words,
Out of my mouth
In rambles of
Beauty.

You have shown me,
How special moths are,
Your eyes shone the light
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
We Are Already GhostsHeart rate monitors show
Minimal signs of life
But no more and no less
Than of a parasite

Feeding from a life-force
That's greater than itself
We are the lost children
In need of some help

X-ray images show
The absence of a heart
Incapable of love
We are ready to depart

All these forgotten girls
And all these forgotten boys
Together we will feel
The emptiness, the void

As MRI scans show
We have beautiful minds
Just no memory recall
Of any happy times

It's too little, too late
These words are verbose
We've long since departed
We are already ghosts

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Whatever Is To Do

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We 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 why did you leave us here
With no reason and no note

We were ever so worried
To find an empty bed
No more teenage tantrums
Just endless silence instead

If we could bring you home
Take care and start a new
We'd sit our precious girl down
And ask 'whatever is to do?''
:iconrifle1980:
just to avoid any confusion ''whatever is to do?'' means ''what is wrong?' in my part of the world lol xD
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~Grnideladeee Feb 20, 2013
I am a parent of 5 and I listen , however I feel I can never listen enough.... In listening we must truly hear. That would be with an open accepting mind. I to had very deep pain as a teen . Held it in. Survived, but I've been to hell and back. I hope their are more parents out there reading your amazing literature . You are truly gifted.
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*Rifle1980 Feb 20, 2013   General Artist
thank you so much for your kind words. I am not a parent yet but would really like to be and hope I can be there to listen to my kids like you do with yours :)
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~NykiiLynn Oct 27, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
reminds me of me....
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*Rifle1980 Oct 30, 2012   General Artist
its sad to hear and i wish that more people had parents who would listen to their children more before its too late. I hope people can also see on sites like this that there is always someone to talk to if times get bad :)
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~NykiiLynn Nov 9, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
im about this close to running away again.
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*Rifle1980 Nov 10, 2012   General Artist
nooo, people would miss you and i would certainly miss your inspiring comments :)
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~NykiiLynn Nov 10, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
no one would miss me.
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*Rifle1980 Nov 10, 2012   General Artist
:( sorry to hear you feel like that

I am in no position to give advice but i try and tell everyone in this situation to talk to someone. If they dont listen then talk to someone else. Keep talking until they listen and take you serious.
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~NykiiLynn Nov 10, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
nobody but my boyfriend listens and understands. Everyone either trys to keep me from going by yelling and getting mad, or wants to go with me. :'(
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*Rifle1980 Nov 10, 2012   General Artist
atleast you have a boyfriend :)

i kknow what you mean. Rather than listen they just yell and get mad :(
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