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Past - poetry requestSeptember evening, blue and wet,
I suffer sorrowful regret.
I miss what I have never seen -
The common past, the bond between...
My bond was iron rusted chain -
I tore it up and broke the bane;
But I can't get those years and days,
The hearts of joy, the eyes ablaze;
I wish I had some past to share
With someone who could love and care.
I cannot equal those who made
That happy time, that one decade...
The simple truth occurs at last -
I cannot get another past.
But I am here - my past is gone;
I am the winner, I go on.
I am alive - my past is dead;
The Great Unknown invites ahead.
I am today - so scr

A Ring of RosesThe shouts of joyful laughter
Belie a troubled land
Children follow after
As the waves break on the sand

The children smile and wave at me
In blissful ignorance they play
Unknowing of what tragedy
That has occured today

The decietful waves flow on
They disgard the fateful lesson
Childish laughter masks the dirge
Making light of fate's transgression

My own laughs mix with their's
Though I've not said a word
My feet move not from off the sand
Despite all that I've heard

The pulse that echoes in my ear
Mocks the life t'was taken
Amidst these cold and wretched waters
Now I stand, forsaken.

StargazerStargazer, deep razor
Paths mar your fair skin.
They've filled up and built up
And soaked up your sin.

Genetics, phonetics,
Have kept you at bay;
Now farther, dear lover,
You've pushed me away.

From gold mines to fault lines
You've traversed afar
To find out you're tapped out
From chasing a star.

Meadowscenes, evergreens,
They tell where you've been.
Your footprints are blueprints;
We'll build up again.

My darling, I'm carving
My mark into you.
I loved you; I still do.
Do you love me too?

Shallow lore fills your core
With monsters, with lye.
'Neath red caves and salt waves,
Your heart's flying high.

Slow clocks and moo

A Vicious CycleLay broken and bleeding on the floor
Empty gaze trained on the window
While glass is scattered like rose petals
Lain for a night of deadly romance with
A heart coated in iron and chained with steel
But cracked, chipping, and revealing that
There was really never anything inside
Just a black cavern waiting to swallow
Unsuspecting travelers looking for a home...

"Why did you do this to me?" you whisper
They just watch and wait for the spectacle
Where they can see the once high-flying eagle
Get shot down by the greedy, heartless hunter
"Because I've become bored with you," they say
As you watch them turn without a second glance
No

The Demon's IllusionYou can paint the sky in your own image
But the seas will still reflect it blue
Undeterred by such false delusions
Cast in cold steel
Only to be broken by perspicuous perceptions
And embellished illusions

Shape the clouds to your own liking
But the stars will still shine brightly through
Dissolving your pampered ego
Blanketed by the vociferous void
Silenced only by the calming tides
And softening breeze

Chisel mountains into your mask
But the rocks will still stand firm
Holding fast against your malevolence
Fit with diamond skin
Unmarked by tainted ideologies
But molded by pure intentions

And you can set the world ablaze
Bu

Death of LoveCome one, come all, come all to see
A faded memory.
Let this hellish void replace
A love that stood time and space.
For in those eyes I can see
The steady growth of misery
With a sudden rise of malice and hate
No more love granted in this fate
And as this soul falls from grace
It is welcomed with death's embrace
For the blooming rose it once sought
Now withered and filled with wrought
And love does fall
To its death and the end of it all

RebirthRebirth

To rise from the darkness and cold, stronger.
To remember everything that has passed.
To believe in yourself, and no longer
Suffer the premature hand of the blast.
From cliché to life, the light is blinding,
Coloured an impossible shade of white:
It swirls and twirls, its curls ever winding,
Piercing the blackness which was once called night.
And yet your body begins to shiver,
An unexplainable cold gripping you.
As if you're caught in a frozen river,
Your moment in time long since overdue.
For even though you are reborn once more,
Life is fickle, and into death you'll fall.

Avant Le VoyageRough English translation below

Le char doré de Phébus noircit lentement
Coule une larme, s'éclipse un adieu haï.
Les silhouettes se fadent, fantômes blancs,
Et me volent un passé de bonheur tant chéri.

Les tourments m'enveloppent d'une robe grise
Lorsque je vois cet ultime visage aimé.
Je souris, un mensonge doux comme la brise
Le sable s'écoule, c'est le moment dernier.

Mes yeux s'attardent sur ce visage serein
Craignant l'oubli, j'apprends les détails un à un
Mais l'autre contrée m'attend, c'est ma destinée.

Orphée, réveille-moi du réel cauchemar
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BivouacWill candles on a windowsill
light a welcome to my carcass ill?
subject myself to a nightmare
In war, who says all is fair?

I know of love, i know of pain
but all options boarded the last train
in those tears, I stared at hell
as trumpets sound, I bid farewell

I held our portrait close to my heart
Even if tears and bullets paint the edges apart
It keeps me sane at nights I'm alone
sleeping next to the mute telephone

Praise the metronome I hear
perhaps the battle is muting near
I raced time to the corner of 4th and 8th
across the dragging road of fate

where ashes of a broken home drowned in wax
I stare before all that our por

La Verite du CoeurSearing kisses as fiery just
Burning hunger feeding lust
As our eyes locked ablaze to meet,
Heaven fell before our feet
Seraphs binge in jealousy
Of half the paradigm you are to me

Forever denotes a lie of such
As I have spent thrice as much
In the arms that broke forth the sorrow
In the warmth that kissed away tomorrow

Nuzzle in sweet scents of violets
Sensations rippled by the touch of your breath
Awakening the frenzy best left sleeping
Fledge my heart to its ineffable throbbing

The token of all I am to treasure
Is where the fair lotus grows avec mon Coeur
You; My equivalent to life in alacrity
To living, to dreaming, and b

For the First TimeI opened my eyes today

Really opened them
It was like seeing the sky
For the first time in my life

Noticing the depth of its blue
Seeing the silver lining in the clouds

They seemed to fit together
Almost like puzzle pieces

I saw how the breeze guided them
On an endless journey where
The destination was unknown

I saw birds soar on its stream
And trees swoon at its caress

I watched it cut patterns in the water
And send dragonflies spiraling the skies

Then the blue ocean overhead grew golden
Gilded in the flaxen color of the sun and
Encrusted with dew drops still in the clouds

I saw the sky for the first time today
And I was f

PrisonerHi Person,

Leave me be
I just want to cry
Life is on earth
And I am on Mars
Isolated in my own world
Left out, incarcerated
I wish I could cry
But my eyes are dry
They have run out of tears
A lifetime ago
When I was alive
Now I just am lifeless
An empty shell of
Someone that once was
That is not anymore
Leave me alone
You cannot free me
I am not going to ask for help
No one can save me
So do not ask me
To open the door
It is sealed forever
I am a prisoner of my own mind
A soulless corpse
In the darkness of the night

Do not worry about me
I am fine.

A Sonnet to Serenity

In the distant future and the near past,
A rust bucket ship goes from sky to sky.
Her Captain keeps her airborne, makes her last,
For she gives him his wings so he can fly.
The second mate is a Lady of War.
Her pilot husband lives as the yang to her yin.
The gunman will ever-live in Canton Lore.
The wise priest may not have a slate without sin.
When the mechanic smiles the worlds shine.
The companion should not be of the crew.
The young doc wants his sister to be fine.
Her head is sick, sanity long overdue.
But now there is no place they can be,
Because they found a home on Serenity.

Mirrorsof fruitless past and new beginnings
are of more worth than songs you sing
in the heat of nights, warmth of belonging
with the rapacious hell that love brings
the reality you see and its playful arts
...but not me, not while these walls part
this world bids only to break your heart
still waters in between knew from the start
only to vanish the moment you did, too
world on a platter, on my palms they grew
the arches of my life without you
days without fear yet embraced by blues
to a suburban man whose mirror reflects
of a thousand wishes with a world right next
they're worth to treasure unlike the context
of a little less lonely

DissectionJaded mirrors echo with flaws,
Eclipsing scars – the burden of time.
Diseased butterflies flirt with the common night
Under billows of cosmetics and fingers of feathered ink
While stratagems polish an ever obscure entresol.

Versed wings ache for something distinct
Yet lack the character, lack the strength to embrace what is not their own.
Covetous tongues implore to suck the innocent flora dry,
When a simple taste would be enough to suffice.

Above the populace butterflies soar, resting their guile overhead.
Under budding clouds of fiction they glide, pissing on the masses below
Whilst squandering the d

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A small mistake made, a man and his debut.

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My Last Kiss

by ~happy-joy, Mar 18, 2011, 2:09:01 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Traditional Fixed Forms

I can't write your poem
I don't know what to say
So I try even harder
But the words don't obey

I can't figure it out
I really shant have tried
I could just write some nonsense
But I really can't have lied

I know how I feel
Though I can't help but say
Even if you left
I know I'd be okay

You are so close to me
Please know that to be true
Every word I've said
Every 'I love you too'

My opinions on the world
My views on life
These words would cut you
With a stone cold knife

As much as I care
As much as I fear
I can't let me love you
While I am still here

Maybe in the future
Another place, another time
When all is said and done
And my words don't all rhyme

So here I am, sitting
With you in my arms
But all that's in my head
Are these loud, ringing alarms

I'll never show you this
Somehow that'll give me peace
Knowing that this to you
Is my only living release

I'll let you go soon
Away from all of this
But for these last few seconds
Just one last kiss

My Last Kissby ~happy-joy

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Traditional Fixed Forms

I tried writing a love poem.. turns out I'm not too good at happy.

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~happy-joy May 25, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

oh wow, thank you, that means so much!

~sakurachan456 Mar 18, 2011 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

it's really good i mean wow

~happy-joy Mar 20, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

wow, thank you so much! That is so kind.

~tursiops33 Mar 18, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

I quite liked your poem, there are a lot of good ideas! Although I might recommend you to check your writing style, and the formation of sentences are sometimes weird.
Also some mistakes, like for example: I really shant have tried should have been I really shouldn't have tried.
Keep writing that's how you'll manage to get better!

~happy-joy Mar 18, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

It was intentional.

~tursiops33 Mar 18, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

Oh ok...

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