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john-michalski
My new book (Whiskey Dipped Flowers) selected poems- is now available on amazon,kindle,and Barnes&noble
There is only one finger set in motion forget the other four.
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Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 10:09 PM UTC
Read between the lines
*My Name Is **** ***I destroy homes, I tear families apart, take your children, and that's just the start. I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold, The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold. If you need me, remember I'm easily found, I live all around you - in schools and in town. I live with the rich; I live with the poor, I live down the street, and maybe next door. I'm made in a lab, but not like you think, I can be made under the kitchen sink. In your child's closet, and even in the woods, If this scares you to death, well it certainly should. I have many names, but there's one you know best, I'm sure you've heard of me, my name is crystal **** My power is awesome; try me you'll see, But if you do, you may never break free. Just try me once and I might let you go, But try me twice, and I'll own your soul. When I possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie, You do what you have to -- just to get high. The crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charms Will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in your arms, your lungs your nose. You'll lie to your mother; you'll steal from your dad, When you see their tears, you should feel sad. But you'll forget your morals and how you were raised, I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways. I take kids from parents, and parents from kids, I turn people from God, and separate friends. I'll take everything from you, your looks and your pride, I'll be with you always -- right by your side. You'll give up everything - your family, your home, Your friends, your money, then you'll be alone. I'll take and take, till you have nothing more to give, When I'm finished with you, you'll be lucky to live. If you try me be warned - this is no game, If given the chance, I'll drive you insane. I'll ravish your body, I'll control your mind, I'll own you completely, your soul will be mine. The nightmares I'll give you while lying in bed, The voices you'll hear, from inside your head. The sweats, the shakes, the visions you'll see, I want you to know, these are all gifts from me. But then it's too late, and you'll know in your heart, That you are mine, and we shall not part. You'll regret that you tried me, they always do, But you came to me, not I to you. You knew this would happen, many times you were told, But you challenged my power, and chose to be bold. You could have said no, and just walked away, If you could live that day over, now what would you say? I'll be your master, you will be my slave, I'll even go with you, when you go to your grave. Now that you have met me, what will you do? Will you try me or not? It's all up to you. I can bring you more misery than words can tell, Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell. If you care enough, please forward this profound poem and share the deadly outcome of this drug that is killing our young people & even our old...***
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Jul 17, 2016
Jul 17, 2016 at 1:18 PM UTC
"I AM ****
*My Name Is **** ***I destroy homes, I tear families apart, take your children, and that's just the start. I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold, The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold. If you need me, remember I'm easily found, I live all around you - in schools and in town. I live with the rich; I live with the poor, I live down the street, and maybe next door. I'm made in a lab, but not like you think, I can be made under the kitchen sink. In your child's closet, and even in the woods, If this scares you to death, well it certainly should. I have many names, but there's one you know best, I'm sure you've heard of me, my name is crystal **** My power is awesome; try me you'll see, But if you do, you may never break free. Just try me once and I might let you go, But try me twice, and I'll own your soul. When I possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie, You do what you have to -- just to get high. The crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charms Will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in your arms, your lungs your nose. You'll lie to your mother; you'll steal from your dad, When you see their tears, you should feel sad. But you'll forget your morals and how you were raised, I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways. I take kids from parents, and parents from kids, I turn people from God, and separate friends. I'll take everything from you, your looks and your pride, I'll be with you always -- right by your side. You'll give up everything - your family, your home, Your friends, your money, then you'll be alone. I'll take and take, till you have nothing more to give, When I'm finished with you, you'll be lucky to live. If you try me be warned - this is no game, If given the chance, I'll drive you insane. I'll ravish your body, I'll control your mind, I'll own you completely, your soul will be mine. The nightmares I'll give you while lying in bed, The voices you'll hear, from inside your head. The sweats, the shakes, the visions you'll see, I want you to know, these are all gifts from me. But then it's too late, and you'll know in your heart, That you are mine, and we shall not part. You'll regret that you tried me, they always do, But you came to me, not I to you. You knew this would happen, many times you were told, But you challenged my power, and chose to be bold. You could have said no, and just walked away, If you could live that day over, now what would you say? I'll be your master, you will be my slave, I'll even go with you, when you go to your grave. Now that you have met me, what will you do? Will you try me or not? It's all up to you. I can bring you more misery than words can tell, Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell. If you care enough, please forward this profound poem and share the deadly outcome of this drug that is killing our young people & even our old...***
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yes: I could go on Believing Thinking Feeling That everything is OK, That everything is perfect for once. How i could buy you a pretty diamond ring, Yet have second thoughts about everything. Or maybe I could buy you roses from time to time, Just for you to look at once and then throw them away. How you could say I love you and I would say it back, Yet one of us never fully meant it. How we can both love and grow to hate each-other Like wild animals fighting over dominance You show your teeth, I show you mine. Id rather swim, Then drown in the moments that are left to remember. If I do so happen to drown, Let it be the whiskey that i drown in.
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Jul 16, 2016
Jul 16, 2016 at 1:29 PM UTC
second thoughts
My book "whiskey dipped flowers" is now available on Amazon and on Kindle. It will soon be available on ebooks. .Jm
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Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 1:39 PM UTC
Hello poetry
I wanted to thank everyone for taking the time to read my work. "Whiskey dipped flowers" is now available on Amazon. For every writer out there I wish you the best of luck. Keep writing and eventually you will succeed. .JM
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Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 3:43 PM UTC
Hello poetry
Dance, Dance your life away. Those who danced, We're thought to be insane. They'll lock you up they'll strap you in, To only see four walls a day. Thoughts are vague, Oh these thoughts are vague! Words are mutiny, To the proper face. Mad, I have gone mad: Yes! Like turning tables, And criticism is like playing musical chairs in my head. When she kisses death, Oh she kisses death! Pluck out an eyelash and make a wish, Because I am the bleeding scab that you constantly pick. A view of terror, What a beautiful sight. We are all dancing, Dancing until we die.
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Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 6:15 PM UTC
Musical chairs
Every time I look at the reflections of myself captured in the mirror, It is as if, I am looking at someone entirely different, Someone that I am disgusted with. Someone who has no purpose to care, Or to be cared for, Because of the way they were treated before. Someone who has no need to think, Or knows what to feel, Because life is far to real. And "love" is spoken of too much, Much to often. That dead end job that you are always tired of, It barley pays the bills. And your only escape, Is through sleep. So I ask myself "how are you today"? And I lie and say that I'm ok, So I can be left alone with myself. Left out in the dark, Like a falling star. To see life for what it is, Not of its hell, But of its beauty.
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Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 5:58 PM UTC
How are you today?
Flowers to us may teach to them, How to find strength again. From great distance, And loss. With tired fingers let us reach for love, Pray for hope. To find a little piece of heaven, Even in the dark. Though the past may patronize us it is hard to forget the scars we hold and grow with, To learn from overtime. The troubling words of an unhealthy relationship, Once hello, Is now goodbye. Still we fight another day, Another day: until our journey here is done. Let us come to imagine far greater things, And enjoy happiness while we still can.
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Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 8:14 PM UTC
A little piece of heaven
Somewhere someway, My heart shall embrace the closeness and warmth of another being. Where I can be in awe, Over the tranquility of her blessings. Where I can weave this eternal string of its mystery, To balance fine lines between us. Let us travel through desperate measures, In search for new ground. Somewhere someway, Love will be an adventure waiting to explore. The needs of someone wanting more, Than just simple affection.
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Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 3:40 PM UTC
Somewhere someway
The night falls with a silent sigh, Entwined we are. The light for which you lust flares once, Then dies. Crushed by a velvet ebon nothingness, All we hope for must come to an end. Our passion's, Throb no more. How could you tear us asunder? Our tristful emotions surround us, Crying, We have lost our way.
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Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 8:06 PM UTC
Tristful