I am going to start sharing everyone's work on here.  We are all artists that paint picture with words and though we may not understand each others writings at times poets are all cut from the same cloth from the novice writer to the more skilled. Give the young writers a chance and you newer artists learn from those who have lived in the world of poetry longer than you. You older poets remember what it was like to search for words to express what you were feeling. Appreciate the individuality and love of the written word that binds us together

Legal Citizens of America of all races and cultures that make up this great nation. Politicians are using us for personal profit, and dont give a **** about our jobs, our families or this country. I dont care who you are every working person in this country deserves better than those traitors and crooks who call themselves our elected Representatives, who took an oath to serve and look after our interests. Remember that when it is time to vote and ask yourself what the man or woman you elected to office has done for your community and you.

In a veil of seething fire
Discontented and decimated
Emotions worn and spent
Empty and cold as a marble vase
With fingered fine cracks
Still beautiful in its imperfections
To the eye
Of loves beholder

And so the tears did fall
In a thick haze of darkness
Repelling the light
A sickly yellow stream
Who in its naive foolishness
Dared venture in
My heart wounded
Wandered
To and fro cross the paths of the earth
Lost in despair

And so my tears did fall
In a torrent of energy
Endless and boundless
Infinite
My soul surged into the unknown of cosmos
The golden heavens of legends
Shrouded in  joy and awe
And the tears did fall

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Growing ever bolder
While Insanity her sister
Places a cool hand
Upon your frail shoulder

Despair
The lady in waiting  
For that which is and shall remain
The ruler of all
As sadness fell in stormy gray waves
When the heart pain called

Oh how deep the depth of the dagger
Endless the loss of love go
A secret torture of those caressed by passion
The coursing of desires flow

Is madness creeping round your mind
Growing ever bolder
While Insanity her sister
Places a cool hand
Upon your trembling  shoulder

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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Mar. 15, 2015.

When my mind is a cold cell
Graced by heaven
Possessed by hell

I can easily escape
I can certainly walk out
Still thoughts of madness
Laughing dance about

There are no iron bars
Not a single heavy chain
Trapped in my mind
Betrayals sly game

I whisper words that no one hears
Emotions cut me unending
Loves bitter tears

The days come and go
When my mind is a cold cell
Graced by heaven
Controlled by hell


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I poured a cup of sadness
Stirred with angers spoon
Called to the four winds of the heaven
Bowed low the crescent moon

For sweetness sake
I happily added
A generous measure of pain
Mixed in cream pale and weak
Colored with the tears of rain

On a crystal flaming platter
Served carefully by the hand of guile
I watched the orange blue fire demons
Contented and smiling
Passed the while

So it was I spoke the curse
For what was given to me
Was returned in kind
Unending loneliness of the soul
The nightmares of a troubled mind

Some would say
My revenge was too great
Others will berate me in my death
But let it be said I showed no mercy
Only to God must I pay the debt

So have a cup of sadness
Drink until you are no more
For with intent I speak these words
Accompanied by malice and scorn.

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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Dec. 13, 2014

Betrayal dropped from trusted lips
Into a deep velvet void
Love broken did slip.

Buttoned up
With cursed needle sewn tight
Blue skies were saturated
With clouds of the night

Till came a day
Aged and worn
Caught on a smile
The pocket was torn

Spreading shiny white wings
Love bolted and took flight
Never again to be graced
By clouds of the night.

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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Dec. 6, 2014

What do you think  xy would do?
If he dressed in red and high black shoes.
One fine summer day A = B met
Exactly alike in elements
Produced their own sets

With a ...
Everything keeps on going.
Out jumps { },
Nothing is showing.

So natural numbers are the same as counting
What other kinds are there?
Tell us quickly please
The tension is mounting

Did you say members or elements?
Are there many?
What a find.
Infinite or finite sets,
Numbers in a line

Taking the time,
Oh woeful occasion.
The struggle of learning
Mathematical expressions.

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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Oct. 22, 2014

Let the tale begin
Though our hearts run, skip and race.

Squandering the living earth
With no conscience laying it to waste
Selling our lives for a printed green face
Ill- gotten by the stroke of a pen

We are all dead men
Counting our black  sins
Willing souls infected
Putrid
Evil smell carried high on the wind

Now the tale comes to an end
We are all dead men
Flowing thick blood, muscle and bone
Into the underworld we march
Judged and condemned
Hell now our comfort and home
We are all dead men


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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Oct. 13, 2014

Comes.
Mystical runes cast
The old forgotten songs sung.
I summon all my power from white fire.
It approaches stealthily;
The darkest hour.

The blackened *** will be stirred.
Words unspoken for a thousand years,
From blood less lips said.
Owls talons, lizards and toadstools,
With this potion my small vial fill.

Dragons, demons, imps and sprites,
Salute in homage  and bow down.
Ghosts appear if I so desire.
With a wave of my hands.
The contents of the glowing cauldron,
Bubbling fiercely,
Turning the future red.

And so with out announcement
Striking of twelve on the hour
What was foretold has begun
It comes;
The darkest hour.


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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Sept. 21, 2014.

Of perpetual sadness
It is my closet and dearest companion
Speckled writhing snakes of madness
Melancholies gold jeweled scepter
A dark gaunt haunting specter I am
Walking hand in hand with betrayal
The confidant of love

Welcome to my world of voluntary isolation
Playing hide and seek with trepidation
I do not speak
For my mind racing at speeds beyond comprehension
Of these thoughts, I shall make no mention
For they will shatter your beliefs and offend your senses

Welcome to my world
Where sulfur smelling whispering shadows abound
Death hovers round rings of on destiny of his fingers
Waiting watching
Silent patient and knowing

I am a rare painting of violence
Rendered by a greedy vicious hand
Created by a monster who dances behind a smile
That cannot be destroyed

Welcome to my world.



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Who shall deny me my revenge.
Betrayed love and honor bear a price,
If in my hatred loyalty avenge.
A heart long restrained burst forth in anger,
The soul must be fed.

My calculated trembling thoughts,
The cruel and vengeful dream I seek,
Slain with stinging wounding words, he was
Bitter blade ****** deep.

I smile smugly contented,
Scheming roads to hell led,
For I gave warning in the beginning,
The soul must be fed.


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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Sept. 11, 2014.

As the earth sprouted deaths seeds
The moon crumbled  into shadowy dust
Greed's skeletal  hand did blind
The seeing eyes of mankind
Into the universe was evil's blade ******

Unseeing
Uncaring
The sun grew cold
The seas rose from their depths and beds
Mountains shook with vengeful power
The long anticipated hour
Till the sound of humans were no more.

From dust of those before us we came
To this same dust we will return
Our existence fading into lore
Written in the infinite skies
Our doom and destinies prophecies    
Alas this was the sad stars tale
Of those who did not see



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River of Red
Down float the cold dead
Rise to heaven those pure of heart
Evil sink to black depths unknown

River of red
Souls bob and weave
Angels gaze solemnly
Careful not to dip
Holy white robes
Blessed golden feet
Into inky depths of sin

River of red
Come now the parade
The recently expired
Among the creatures of the earth
On judgment waters, they glide
Justice rushing cold currents
River of red

Repost of a poem I cannot find on my page

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I fell into the fires of darkness
Where all lost souls do dwell
Breath upon ancient cursed stone walls
The carvings of heaven and hell

Doomed
Our punishment is to slowly burn
A thousand millenniums
For  peace we shall yearn


Into the fires of darkness fall
Forbidden from the light of day
The sentence be eternally endured
Beckoning before us
The shining path of purity lay.


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Swirling memories in time
Often appear though unwanted without warning
Pale masked face emotionless
Upon red lips loves bitter taste

Twisted licorice memories
Crimson ribbons of the mind
Thoughts flutter by in madness rhyme
Dancing and taunting
Desire's passionate touch
Haunting
The kiss of melancholy
Cruel sweetness

A feast of regret
Sumptuous delicacies on a mirrored plate
Lost in mist of imagination
With only a backward glance
Realty slips past quietly
Opening insanities gate
Floating on green seas of time
Until once more called
Black ribbons of the mind


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White dust in golden skies
Atoms and protons of the universe
Mortal
Destined to die

The blackness of our souls
Revealed in dead eyes
As the creator call us rise from our graves
In cold coffins unmoving we lie

Shadows of the underworld
Fate place upon us aged hands
Strong heart that beats in sinewy chests
Is the silent downfall of man

Love and life's ills take tragic toll
Until we breathe no more
Forgotten
Lying in decaying ground
Still and silent evermore


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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby May 29, 2014

Any President that would send our men to war to fight for this great nation, allow these soldiers to die from neglect on the soil of the United States of America while denying knowledge of it should not be due the process of impeachment. He should be immediately dismissed from his job and all benefits denied.

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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby May26,2014

Treacherous word
My life has been tainted by this curse
Its cohorts of chaos
Caring, promises. affection.
Silk upon tender lips
A sweet confection

Recognition of this emotion
I steadfastly decline and deny
The heavy burden of memories
Poison of time
Love
I reject it as any intelligent mind would
Revile it as some pray they could
It is to be trapped in a web of sadness
No visible means of escape or hope

So banned it remains
My deepest wish forever lost
Un movable as a heavy stone
I desire a heart of ice
Reclusiveness is my fate
The terrible cost
The price

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Joy’s innocent lovely face
Kissed with wrath
By deceitful lips of sorrow
Naive heart touched by the hands of woe and greed
So began the planting of hearts seed

Frail scented blossoms
Despairs purple flowers
Fall headlong helpless
Into destinies misty tomorrows
Bitterness ever grown
In sour soil
Broken soul tears were sown
A bouquet of sadness
Melancholy’s songs
Despair’s garden


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During the years of my lifetime
That which should never be imagined
Became
Blood ran through the streets
Cursed day
In dark deep holes
Blessed with white lime
The cold bodies lay

Orphans shall be the children
Of this massacred generation
Humans bore the blame
For the chaos in the world
The red burning devastation

In long rows of dirt holes the remnants lay
Candles upon their chest
Revealing ashen faces
Death’s cold grim graces
When the crimson night
Exploded into black day
That which should never be imagined
Became

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I closed the scarlet drapes      
Of my black and blue life
Cloaked carefully
Invisible
From prying eyes
Barred the stain glass windows
Of a wandering soul lost
The bitterness of promise
Upon thin red lips

Glancing back into the past
Coaxing bruised memories from my mind
Watching them slide from my hands
Tiny globes of affection’s pain
Micro drops of burning sand
Of sadness timeless solitary face
Lonely kiss of the fates
Was of my cold breath comprised

On the splintered altar
Love was with acceptance
Sacrificed
Trembling broken heart
Disappearing into the night
For eternity entombed was my desire
I closed the scarlet drapes of my life



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May my tears be the poison you drink
Into the arms of darkness you shall sink
My souls sadness
Be the coat you wear
As the blood drips slowly
From my dying hearts tear

This curse I cast into the wind
Calling to he who cannot be seen
The emotion of mercy
Is beyond my reach
Love from your body
I shall glean

So my warm tears be the poison you drink
From you I will take all
An empty vessel
Pity I do not possess
Into hell your mind will fall

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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby  Dec 28, 2013

If in the crescendo of my anger and pain
You are turned to ash and destroyed
The blame rests upon your shoulders
For you were duly warned
Scoffing at my advice to beware
You turned the handle and released the demon
Willing opened the door

If in my strange song of sadness
Ring out the deadly notes of retribution
I seek rightfully a vengeful solution
To the evil deeds perpetrated
Upon a now dangerous soul

If in my despair
I choose to be no more
The fault grow into a knotted fist inside your brain
Consumptive
Inoperable
The tumor wraps around your thoughts
Which shall turn to madness
No eviction is possible

Reflect upon the words I leave you with when I say
The responsibility is yours
You had received ample warning
Still you opened the door

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I live a poet’s life in an anonymous plane
Unseen by those considered normal,
Unheard by those deemed sane.
The only proof of my existence
Dangerous knives of poetry in lines on paper
An alias moves the pen in my hand
That scribbles stinging, bitter words
About love, death and the atrocities of man

I am anonymous
Even my name is not my own
My thoughts are scrawled wickedly with intent on paper
For the masses to observe
At a distance my carnivorous demanding audience must remain
From physical contact with these dull creatures
I gladly refrain
Retreating behind a mask of stone
Beneath it a face that bears lines of great sadness
A frozen sculpture of a heart for many years entombed

So it is and shall always be
Truly my words are all you will ever see
Closing off the door to reality
With the stroke of a pen
To my invisible life I hastily return
I am anonymous

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Dance carelessly upon grey walls
Spiders
Eight hairy legs
Multi eyed
Tip toe down sticky halls

Stretching giving seams
Creaking moans and groans
Red splattered hard beams
Aching secret laden wood

In the silent
Coldest room
Did the crying ghost reside
Forced to bear
On the blackest of nights
A fiery devils ride in the mind
On a long mane white horse
While a half moon shone high
Following over and again
The same sad course
Of cobwebs and shadows


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To me speak words of affection
My love, thee and mine
Facing most assuredly
Certain unconditional rejection
In the perilous quest to revive
A heart frozen in time

What fool would dare
Cast loving glances my way
Walks the road of glass shards
For his admiration shall be slain

In a last desperate effort
To coerce cold blood to flow
Injecting love into a mind
Where thoughts of two
Will no longer grow

Alas the valiant dreams
Are all in vain
As soul less eyes stare out
From the impenetrable veil of pain
Who would dare



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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Mar.3, 2014

Refusing to die
Struggled fiercely to walk away

I attempted ******
Trying the bury the evil energy
Wrapped in charms
In a burning grave

Still breathing
This defiler of death
Tongue of golden words
Falling on only those poor naive souls
Love desperate to be heard

Tender hearts strings strummed
Sweet songs to the listening ear
Promised safe harbor to stay
Intent on destroying the deceptive predator of souls
I banished the power of day

Besieging with it
With dark incantation
Magic dangerous spells
Disciplined eastern meditation

Calling the creature to me
Powerless
It could not resist
Wretched demon of time
I trapped the beast
In a witches pentagram
Sealed at each point
With chants of  forgotten ancient rhyme

Defenseless against me
A white sorceress
The monster was destroyed
Bound forever
Cursed by salt and fire
In hell to stay forever more


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Ash and tears
For the species man
As the infiltrating tentacles of self destruction
Unstoppable
Spread from hand to hand

The earth hid its eyes
So the moon would not see
As she whimpered and cried
For what was to be

The sea thrashed in rebellion
Displaying its hate and pain
The creatures of the ocean
Floated in with the tide
Rotting upon white sands

In protest of their demise
Called upon Neptune's strength
The poison cast on waters by evil
Man himself shall drink

When the sky wept black tears
The earth hid its eyes
The oceans roared with anger
The moon wailed and cried

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The thick liquid began to slowly drip
I need you
I wiped the red off my lips

Through out your life
You are mine forever
As the blood ran down my mouth
I shielded my body
My mind going slack

Hands on my white throat
Began violently to squeeze
Eyes rolled back into my head
My soul in terror tried to flee

As the darkness closed in
He let the words slip
I love you
Slowly releasing his grip 

The sharp knife  against my throat
A weapon of fear
Submission its goal
Its deadly edge
I know all too well

Blue eyes
A person I did not know
Slept with me in the cradle of nightmares
Till the orange sun rose
He said I love you
A fool
My forgiveness flowed
For he was mine
This demon
To God I had spoken the vow

Always conscious and wary
He would speak the dreaded words again
I love you
Till would come my sad end




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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Feb.3, 2014