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 Jul 2015
poetessa diabolica
In the shadows of a
    darkly relinquished night,
 an unrelenting musing beast struck
       presenting a proposition,
         as he pranced about
           viscous vision's intentions,
promised a copious poesy garden
        'tween early morn's
            buttercup metaphors
              & dusk's poppy delusions,
danced 'til lavishly penned spirits
    were indubitably unleashed
        exploding 'neath elliptical eclipses;
whence the sun it did bounteously appear
    midst all its magnificent splendor,
        whilst Delphic inky nectar dripped
           deliberately ascending beyond
                   hellbent scripted passages,
    midst vaporous voids of creation
                'pon paradisaical prolific poetry
Some people through their pain built up inside.
Never realizing just how they really do matter.
For each one of us , has touch certain people lives.
Some take their lives , before they see the truth.
For Christ has place each of us with certain people.
To draw on to encourage, to help them overcome.
But sometimes, the ones that need us the most.
Are the ones that never speak out about their anguish.
Until it becomes too late for us to encourage them.
So please do not blame yourself, just pray it never happens again.
 Jul 2015
NV
YEAR 3085*

TALK IS EXPENSIVE;
THE RICH HAVE BOUGHT THE FREEDOM OF SPEECH,
OPINIONS ARE CRIMES,
*MIDDLE CLASS FOLK CAN'T AFFORD
4 LETTER WORDS.
 Jul 2015
Liz And Lilacs
[]
Words are ******* tsunamis but people splash them around like they're puddles.
 Jun 2015
Rare but Relevant
December scars
Are the reflection of my soul
Forever reminding of the alcohol I drank
And drugs he slipped in
I slept peacefully until morning
And then cried and shouted
Only to receive more bruises
I thought drinking would help me get over my first love
But I was unaware being taken advantage of for the third time was included
But I'll force myself to forget
Because I do not want a reason to be angry with God
 Jun 2015
Rare but Relevant
It may sound pathetic
But that moment when I'm alone
Outside in the dark
With a longboard beneath my feet
And the wind blows through my hair
As I cruise down the pavement
I feel as if I'm flying
It's like everything just starts to get quiet
And I'm only aloud to appreciate that small moment of freedom
 Jun 2015
Cori MacNaughton
When I lived on Venice Beach
my nickname was “Smiley”
because I smiled at everyone

When I lived in Luxembourg
I was not understood
because I smiled at everyone

When I was a child
my mother made a game of smiling
and when she saw someone unhappy
on the street or in their car
she would smile at them
until they finally smiled back
and only rarely did her efforts fail

I have been considered shallow
by those who never knew me
because I smile at everyone

but those people have no clue
how much inner strength
those smiles represent
Written 20150628 in response to the excellent poem, "Broken Shadow," by Rare But Relevant:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1244771/broken-shadow/

Thanks for the inspiration!
 Jun 2015
Rare but Relevant
Smiling is so overrated
And so is shedding tears

If I smile then I'm fake
If I cry then I'm weak

I will lock away all my emotions
And be the broken shadow no one notices
 Jun 2015
Rare but Relevant
It hurts having someone tell you your not good enough

But you know what hurts even more...

Knowing you will never be good enough
 Jun 2015
Rare but Relevant
Stars remind me of hope
It's like they are painted upon the sky each night just for me
And even though I know stars fall
It never seems like they really do
It seems as if they stay perfectly placed in a black mist
Like it's the one thing that's good and never goes away
The one happiness that does last forever
 Jun 2015
Rare but Relevant
I can't sing
I can't dance
I can't play instruments
I can't play sports
I can't always do my best
And I can't be perfect

But I can make mistakes
I can forget to forgive
I can give up
I can be emotional
I can do wrong
and I can be imperfect
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