When All Else Fails

Poets: past, present and future
Congregrated
To have their poems dissapear
Confiscated.
Poetry.com alienated its community

800 poems— gone!
5 years of work— erased
Domain defaced
And encased behind a error
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I’m looking forward
To getting back to my roots
To reesrablishing an online presence
Poetry is meant to be shared
And read
This site better not lose to the times
Grown ingrown
Or henceforth be labeled “dead”

Never do drugs here’s why
This personnel story will
Make you cry
But use this poem to save a life
Or lend a helping hand
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The moon
Eclipsed for you
Our eyes  meant
As wishful and wanting
As the stars above
That were shooting

I’m no Shakespeare
But my Juliet
Fell from the heavens
And ascended
On the night
After her 17th birthday

The memory
Of an ethereal
Final embrace
And of that final kiss
Before you died
In my arms

I nearly died too
I wish I was here with you
I feel your presence in the waves
But all tides must elapse
I never said goodbye
I can feel your pressence
In the the sunrise and sunset
In the distant  horizonline

My heart still belongs to the one
The girl called Lorelei
I’m overdosing on your memory
It’s all I’ve got left

You always hear that drugs are bad
You see the effects
But until they personally affect you
Or someone you love
Or have known  in a past life
Your won’t reflect
RIP

4/15/1994— 4/16/11

She wanted more
Was I so wrong?
Was she right?
Her image is still visible... But it's fading behind the rain
  
Time will only tell
That it's been too long
I sit here and write these songs
But her image is fading behind the rain

Behind the rain
Behind the rain
Strange droplets of water... Is it my memory
Behind the fading rain

What do  I long for?
I don't really know
Hopefully it doesn't show itself
Behind the fading rain  


Blaire I

What was it what a I missing what time is ******* away the chances we had. now you're gone along the way and I can't let you go. You'll always be my everything no matter who i fall in love with because you Blaire were my first love.

los corazones hacen y veo que eres todo para mí completamente puro amor la emoción de la intimidad
Entre tú y yo
es especial
extraordinario

Words imprisoned
Inside of my brain
Uttering anechoic and pusillanimous
Conclusions of logical thinking
The ineptitude of my mind
To process at your speed
Has been assuaged by my poetic seed
It's the ****
The feeling of the pen in my hand
Those anechoic messages become strands of understanding

Looking in the mirror
I see my reflection
“Lonely as I am, together we cry”
As I turn around
I saw you walk to that battlefield
That so many days were wasted upon
It’s hard to look at the needle that caused pain
To the sieve  that triggered the end of so many lives
“Lonely as I am, together we cry”
The world is cold
Almost like a cryogenic fridge
We freeze with the good
And let in the rage of the masses
As it keeps growing
On our shoulders we vye with the solution to
Unify don’t deny
That if you try
To conquer that trail of tears
You cried
The choir will sing that last cacophonous note
And we sing the final notes
“Lonely as I am, together we cry”

Everyone becomes a boomer
At one point or another
It’s a state of mind

And we aren’t getting younger

It’s not a generation  gap
It’s  a synthesis trap
Life’s a *****

When we hit 30
We’ll be as jaded and cynical as
Our parents

Well all say
“ get off our lawns”
And we’ll start slowly
Losing our libido

**** the youth
For being so agile
And adapt