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Rainbow by chigoJanuary—
I am forced to grow up
Before my time
Confusion

February—
I get a little worse
Start to cry every night
Sadness

March—
I cling to old things
Try to turn back time
Failure

April—
I start to write
An outlet for built-up emotion
Expression

May—
I fall apart for real this time
Do things I now wish I hadn’t
Mistake

June—
I staple up the gap in my chest
And begin hiding behind fake smiles
Illusion

July—
I retreat further behind my wall
Forgetting how to cry, laugh, or scream
Isolation

August—
I am caged
Trapped by my uselessness
Insignificant

September—
I do
TearsOnce, there was a child
who didn't know which way to turn
She just sat there staring
watching her village burn.

She didn't run from the fire
Why should she run?
She was watching her people die
Soldiers killing them for fun.

She didn't scream like the others,
or even run for her life
She didn't grab something to defend herself
too filled with strive
She just sat there in silence
Tears rolling down her cheeks
Watching the soldiers kill her people
Hidden behind a pile of old bricks

She could not scream
She could not run
She could not cry
She could only wait to live,
or even to die
The fire was burning nearer and she knew she
Mute, Poem 15Mute

I used to know a young girl,
that I had nicknamed Beth.
She quickly became addicted,
to a drug called crystal meth.

She didn’t do it to fit in,
to become one with the crowd.
It was because pain and turmoil,
surrounded her like a cloud

Her father was an alcoholic,
he began when his wife died.
This was clear as day to Bethany,
since it was an act he didn't hide.

She never would invite her friends over,
for fear what they might see.
What if they saw his excessive drinking,
or witnessed her getting beat?

Instead she kept silent,
and never said a word,
staying mute as to make sure,
her screams were never heard.

She t
Attaining Silence, Poem 5Attaining Silence

I lay curled up atop my bed,
my blankets wrapped tightly over my head.
The yelling and fighting beyond my door,
continues to grow more and more.

Twenty-four seven, voices high.
Not a single night goes by,
That the floor doesn't shake or walls rattle.
Not from a party, but from another battle.

It's a brand new night,
but it's the same old fight.
The neighbours can now hear them,
and they've called the police again.

I decide to play a little game,
one that is without a name.
I will roll a pair of dice.
For every number, I'll make a slice.

I roll an eight,
but I don't hesitate,
in making one last wish,
upon
FIREBRAND
I’ve got all of these ideas
Premeditated actions
To be made with the best of intentions

Can they say that
Even for a minuet
When they act before they speak
Make a speech and not even think
Even they don’t believe what they are told to preach

I’ve got a plan
So many good ideas
Wait and see
Nobody tells us what to believe
I don’t want a mindless mob
I’ll have a finely tuned machine

Take to the streets
Start a blaze, not just a fire
Celebrate as we watch the flames grow higher
This new age we’ll bring about
With smiles on our faces as we watch the old fade out
They talk about this new belief a
Blackened SoulCome to me oh blackened soul,
I'll soon rekindle fire.
Clear smoke that's covered eyes of
lustful smoldering desire.
I'll take you in my soft embrace,
brush gentle kisses on your face,
I know when things are rubbed,
the friction melts the coldest heart.
When we become as one,
the flame no longer will depart.

My lips will move from face to neck,
my nibble turn to bite.
And as I take first sip of you,
feel life refreshed with pure delight.
You'll drift as ship on glassy sea,
as hungered spirit fills with me,
I'll find your blood is sweet,
like honey, golden, from a hive.
Yes, when I'm deep inside your soul,
again, you'll fee
ThirteenThe moon sets on horizon.
A planet's twinkling red.
I sit alone out on the porch,
those demons in my head.
I feel so much like waxy doll,
with needles stabbed in part.
But no one ever sees,
the blood that's dripping from my heart.
and I rock, rock, rock,
back and forth,
Like second hand,
in time's great clock,...
As life goes ticking by.

A pin is placed,
to stop the tears,
that flow from welling eye.
Another stuck in ears,
so I can't hear my wailing cry.
I want to be like granite,
so the pins just bend and fall.
But I know I'm too soft.
I'm made of wax,...after all.
I sit and rock away,
wishing dagger finally placed,
iVe GiVen aLLI've given everything
you've taken it all
I've taken the pain
I've taken the hurt
I've taken the anger
I've taken the rage
I've taken it all

I've given everything
you've taken it all
I've given my love
I've given my soul
I've given my heart
I've given my strength
I've given it all

I've given everything
you've taken it all
I've taken the blame
I've taken the yelling
I've taken the screaming
I've taken the strain
I've taken it all

I've given everything
you've taken it all
I've given till the hurt is to much
I've given till my heart breaks
I've given till my tears flow
I've given till my soul aches
I've given it all

I
Heroes AreHeroes Are…
By writingwolf

Heroes are
Firefighters and
Police officers and
Hospital workers and
Life guards and
Life savers…

Heroes can be
That man on the street
That woman in the store
That child in the school…

Heroes are
You and me.

Heroes are
People who
Save lives
People who
Change the world
People who
Make a difference
For you and me…

Heroes can be
Great thinkers
Great talkers
Great listeners
Great friends…

Heroes are
You and me.

Heroes are
Many things
Many different people.

Heroes are you and me…
betrayer
Betrayer

Lost soul
Lying asshole
In a long line of many with the same mask
Hiding behind a complicated web of deceit
You smooth my hair in the careening car
Out of control
All will be well as you push me off the cliff
look into my eyes as the fire burns around me
This angel with the knife behind his back
Cheating me out of my happiness with a smile on your face
Thought you could fool me
But I see right through your masks
As you try to cover up each one
so many layers to cover up
what I can see so clearly
I will not waste time wondering why
What difference would it make?
Because it was all a lie
Now you want it back
After I'm DeadI'm just a stupid poet,
who writes words upon a page,
Or types them on my notpad,
hoping they will last an age.
So if I send you poems,
It's just to see them read,
So I may end up in the club,
long after I am dead.

It's hard to be a poet,
because while you are alive,
No one will notice what you write,
until you take that dive,
to nether world of long lost prose.
Then someone finds your rhyme,
and looks you up to see you're dead,
and have been a long time.

So pleasure me by reading now,
the stuff that I have wrote,
and tell me if they're bad or good,
or email me a note,
I don't care either way you see,
as long as they are
The Soldier's ServingThey say we are The Soldiers Serving
fighting against the odds to win
protecting one another so we all may live
thru what the dark hearted of the world begin
For family, friends, honor and country we have to fight
for doing otherwise we would not be doing my duty
but when departing for another land we leave at home
Our loved ones who until we return will be scared and worry aplenty

We are proud to be The Soldiers Serving.
Ten Seconds of Nothing
"Ten seconds of Nothing"

It was Wednesday
Quarter to one
She asked if she could pay with her card
She couldn't because it was a cash only business

She sat on the bed
Ready
She contemplated the flat or the ball
"Its personal preference honey"

He cleaned the spot
Gently
Before he could continue
The spot was marked

The packaging was ripped open
He pulled out the needle
It was attached to a spring
No metal whatsoever

It was done
Did it hurt?
CRUNCH
Was the noise made
While it pentrated through

She didn't scream
But there was blood
Blood Blood Blood

One mistake
Could of cost her her life

She paid for her visit
She thank
petsIf animals could talk, what would they say?
Would your dog make you beg?
Would the horses make you carry them around?
Would they perhaps say that we are dumb?
And kick us, or hit us?
I wonder if flies would try to swat us,
If sheep would be our hairdressers,
If the cows did really go into space,
And circumnavigate the moon?
Would frogs attack us for our legs,
And cane toads play golf with us.
Would a chicken steal babies,
And try to juggle them?
What about elephants?
Kill us and take our finger nails?
Who knows?
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Virgin EyesVirgin eyes that see no pain
Virgin eyes that know no strain
Virgin eyes bright with the rain
Virgin eyes with nothing to gain

How I wish to see them smile
Bright blue, ice blue, seem not vile
Filled with laughter, not with tears.
Filled with life, not with fears.

Dreams still glisten with a glow
Hopes still held in hearts now slow
Faith still put in things you know
Love still has an ebb and flow

Virgin eyes in blindness see
Virgin eyes pays us a fee
Virgin eyes sets us free
Virgin eyes belong to me

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Is Love What Love Is?

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Love is a multicolored thing
filled with black and blue and shades of gray
It knocks us down when we feel tall
Rips out our hearts, feels nothing at all

Love keeps us going forever strong
Always tells us when we're wrong
To heights above makes our hearts soar
Stabs with pain like never before

Love promises to heal our soul
Return our hearts-black as coal
It keeps us warm like the sun
Kills us quietly with a gun

Love cannot be trusted, its never there
It's a house for sale. with the sign "Beware"
Traps us in a web of lies
Muffles our scream, stifles our cries

Love is a child sweet smile of hope
The only thing that helps me cope
For only in their smile I see
The world I want for you and me.
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`dreamsinstatic Sep 18, 2008  Professional Writer
I love the imagery of this and how love is presented in a series of thoughts and pictures in which you never hear it related.
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`innocencedied2nite Sep 19, 2008   Writer
:D Thank you so much. Yes, I don't like love poems, and have a hard time writing romantic love poems. So I wrote about the love that is far deeper and longer lasting, at least to me. I am so glad you like it.
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Mood: Happy ~JaM-FaiRY Aug 23, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
This is one of my favourites and really does give a written picture to what I think of love
lovely

xo :hug:
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`innocencedied2nite Aug 23, 2008   Writer
Thank you so much. A comment like that means a lot to me.
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~JaM-FaiRY Aug 24, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
aww it was a pleasure hun! :hug: Sorry I couldn't finish listening to the rest of your reading :(
I really liked it a lot - your kids must love it when you read them bedtime stories..you have a really good reading voice

xo
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`innocencedied2nite Aug 27, 2008   Writer
It's ok. It was very nice to have you there for any length of time :hug:
I think they do..
And thanks. I think I sound like a little kid...
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~JaM-FaiRY Aug 28, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
No you dont sound like a kid! But you dont sound like a old person - I mean you sound like someone thats not intimidating and that we can relate to - u sound sweet!
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`innocencedied2nite Aug 29, 2008   Writer
:phew: that is a relief to hear you think so. You are very sweet, thanks!
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~JaM-FaiRY Aug 30, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
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~number-one-witch Apr 18, 2008   Writer
That brought tears to my eyes. That's so beautiful.
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