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 Dec 2015 Chalsey Wilder
niamh
Truth
 Dec 2015 Chalsey Wilder
niamh
The lies
like dirt under
fingernails.
Call on your inner
Lady Macbeth
but no amount of scrubbing
can cleanse them.
They lie thick
on the tongue
tainting tastes
with blistered buds.
A thousand ants
marching on your
skin.
Unscratchable itch.
Descending into
madness.
Only truth can
set you free.
Only you can
free the truth.
 Dec 2015 Chalsey Wilder
ryn
Unsung
 Dec 2015 Chalsey Wilder
ryn
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fes-
tooned
against the
canvas of night
•your efforts would
reach but it's just too far•you twinkle the hardest...despite•
being crowded by the other stars•at times i see you
faltering dim•you fight to conserve what
fuel you've left to burn•as you
feel the encroaching void from uni-
verse's rim•keep    twinkling for only
time...will                                  tell what's
left t-                                                  o learn•
•                                                         ­               •

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You're all stars in my eyes...

Concrete Poem 25 of 30

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A cold dawn woke me up,

I stand alone on the cold mountain top.

Then I saw you down there,

Hugging someone; wishing I was her.



I know you hear me, when I shouted your name.

I know you see me, but you didn't dared to stare.

When you left, you knew without you I'll become lame,

That day when you left, you didn't even shown any care.



I cried as long as I can,

Even it makes my heartbeats to stop.

Its like without you, on my own I can't stand,

When you left me, automatically I became flopped.



I thought this is the ending of everything,

then there's one tap that ease my stupid feelings.

He offered his hand at the same time his love which eased my pains,

Now I can fly again because he's the one who fixed  my broken wings.



"The Black Sparrow and the Mockingbird"

082115 -by yhin2x
Someone eased my pains but sad to say, in the end. He left me too and broke my wings again. Haha Just kidding.
All things are possible perhaps including an ***/AIDS free generation?
Yeah I said perhaps; because,so far moral decay is at its peak,
So I wonder what chances the coming generation will have in eradicating ***/AIDS,
I mean we just do things without thinking of the upcoming people,
Young innocent children are infected and some of them aren't even told about it until they're too old;they end up living in denial hence messing up,
And everyone is affected..
What can we do??
Could love be of help?,
Maybe it can bind us enough to unite and do the right things selflessly thinking of the next person.
Love is the way.
sleeping pills and cyanide
suicide and you wonder why
compliments and ***** deeds
ropes that stop  the breathing
butterfly's and blue sky's
bleeding wrists and crying eyes
burning body's
and happy smiles
are all equals in the eyes of the devil
children dyeing people crying
a thousand angry voices raising
stop your crying, life is part of dyeing
we are all equal in the eyes of an angel
if I raise hell will you lower heaven
dance with the devil sing with an angel
suicide and cyanide
bitter ends don't wonder why
 Dec 2015 Chalsey Wilder
Pax
-words-
 Dec 2015 Chalsey Wilder
Pax
Words inspire, Words transpire
They are the writer’s creation
a peak of the writer’s soul

A positive release
Or
A negative outcome

Dull words into creative thinking
Sparkles of wellness
Pure and Raw emotions collide
Reflections of what we imagine
Beginners and new beginning
Flows in a dynamic determination
Empowering its readers
Curious to meaningful insight
Playful art of thoughts
For me
For you
For everyone
To
Enjoy
a 3 year old poem of mine, inspired on how words create art.
I'm like a million dollar lottery ticket
I'm plain hard to get
If you lose me you'll be
full of regret
Running to someone from your past
Is like playing a board game
and moving back
To the starting point
sometimes i sit in a silence
that feels like darkness
feeling the way it would be
to lose you
re living loss of others
i make myself feel
like i miss you
that i need you
like i forgot to appreciate you
and that you are no longer around
i make myself feel
as if i have done something wrong
again;
in preparation
for
when
i
do
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