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Dec 2012

Carly A

Hey Lindsay, Do You Ever Think About Heavy Stuff?

We're alone.
Really and truly.
Hey Lindsay, does this stuff make you woozy?
Don't trust anyone,
Trust me.
Look out for number one.

Pretending helps.
But you gotta be good at it.
I can fake with the best of anyone.
Hey Lindsay the ceiling is crying, look at it.

Remember,
No one can break your heart
If you bury it in the backyard.
And if they start digging,
Drop out.
Hey Lindsay, I think I might blackout.

You might get cold.
Sometimes I think I froze.
I can't feel anything these days.
Hey Lindsay, so it goes.

Nov 2012

Brycical

Pull the Trigger!

they shout.
A collection of my closest friends
and confidants
implore, plead & demand
my index finger move
only inches to squeeze
the trigger of the pistol.

Pull the trigger!

My arms are quivering--
the chain smoking hasn't helped
steady the nerves.
I'm having trouble looking
at my victim.

Pull the trigger!

He's my best friend
but also destroyed whatever life I had
as he continues spiraling out of control.
I can't focus at work,
I'm afraid to go back to my own apartment--
letting him crash for a while was a bad idea.
My nerves are shot,
I'm emotionally drained...
I'd do anything to make it stop.

Pull the trigger!

They keep shouting in unison--
all people I trust implicitly.
They've never steered me wrong before,
they sympathize,
can't stand to see him erode away
what's left of my life.

Pull the trigger!

They're right.
There's nothing I can do--
what choice is left?
My head vibrates
from their chanting
my eyes are watering a little--
thought I'd be sobbing.
A deep exhale...
quickly raising the gun
to his head--

Pull the trigger!

He's sobbing,
whimpering like a wounded *****.
When he looks at me,
I can tell he understands
and sympathizes with me.
I whisper,
"If you don't
get the help you need--
I'm going to do what they want."
After I holster the gun
to stunned silence,
I walk away...

Jul 2012

Mohammed Abdul Aziz Meah

Pen

Here I sit, pen in hand a mighty sword, unsheathed. Ready to plunge its tip into the blank pages of this book. A lifeless martyr ready to spill its blood in delivering a profound message. It will fight wars on paper readily pour out its life out at its masters will. Its meets an ignorant page and leaves it a scholar. It transforms shapeless thoughts into vivid language. It halts at memories of old, days of love, joy, surprise, anger, frustration, sadness, fear and solitude. It wonders of days yet to pass, will it write anymore. For the present time, it is content laying in-between the pages of this book.

Jul 2012

Mohammed Abdul Aziz Meah

Life

Gently lengthening the last rays of the sun
Casting sombre shadows on the lawn
Reminiscent of days long ago when we’d run
Rising cheerily with the heavenly dawn.
Now in my grey and twilight days
A flood of memories bring comfort to my heart
Speaking of a happiness, a golden haze
Soothing my soul, how that we are apart.
Regrets and sorrows fill my heart with woe
Friends and loved ones call their names
Reminding me of a joy from long ago
Sadly we’ll never play out old games.
Form though I am now at the close of day
My long, happy life I would gladly replay.

Jun 2012

Hunter Miller

Gone

like an old burnt up cigar
nothing there
just smoke in air
gone
like yesterday and yesterdays yesterday
time
now past
it cannot last
gone
go away
gone for good
gone at last
gladly gone
gone to pass

May 2012

Carly A

Deluge

The screaming in my head
It's getting louder
What is happening to me
I just wish I could sleep
Just to be free
But I keep running
I've got to find you again
For that feeling you catalyze in me
Like wet flowers
Like hot blood
Breathe.

May 2012

Hunter Miller

Hopeless Romantic

I fall fast
try and keep up
cupid's curse
my misfortune
but love late
is love lost
why wait?
Jump!
look later
or miss me
today and tomorrow,
our periods past
stay strong in the search,
live love lasts

May 2012

Kathryn Elisabeth

purple rain

Jumbled around and swirling
As if the memories are the
just-flushed toilet with the water
racing to get out.

It was the little things.
That pieced it all together
And finally the pieces fit right,
as if your friendship was a puzzle.
You had finally found that one person who got you.

The one person who laughed with you for 20 minutes
over absolutely nothing.
The person who trudged around town with you
Your flip-flops slapping against the pavement.
The person who went same movie twice in a day
Just so you both got to make out with your boyfriends.
The one person who you had a couples name with
And an anniversary with, too.

But eventually,
You will realize that the perfect fitting pieces were
Jammed together to make the puzzle fit
And the puzzle picture that you once thought was
beautiful
Makes no picture at all.

Apr 2012

Hunter Miller

If I've Learned Anything From This At All...

If I've learned anything from this at all
it's that
I need to find someone like you
someone who knows what good music is

A free spirit who loves life
following it where ever it leads

Someone who lives, loves, laughs, and listens
as I aspire too

I'f I've learned anything from this at all
it's that
there are people like you
out there in the world

that could like me

Apr 2012

Hunter Miller

Do Not Make Me Wait...

Do not make me wait
I have to much to show
I am bursting at the seams
with laughter
Joy
Do not make me wait
for if I must
continue holding this within
I Will
Scream
adoration and admiration
tumbling from a fools mouth
Do not make me wait
for my thoughts are cruel
my heart weak
Do not wait
until I
burst

Apr 2012

Hunter Miller

The Starter

My hands to the ground
bent knees shake
chattering
heart racing with
anticipation, nerves
now,
I wait.
POP!
freedom by fire
I can not lose,
will not
as long as I am allowed
to leave the blocks.
I hope, no prey
your finger have strength
for if it does
I will become a whirlwind
out pacing competition
with every stride
winning
and taking that with which
I so strongly desire
I will hold it proudly
within the winners circle
never letting go

Mar 2012

Hunter Miller

Unforgotten Grace

Your a sparkling star
I see from far away
who's shining light left years ago
traveling through the cold of space
reaching me now, unchanged
a ghost of what once was

Diamond in the sky
once a handful of jewels
valuable and precious
that slipped through unsure fingers
splashing into an unforgiving river
swept out to sea

Gone now, from sea to sky
your sparkle forever catches my eye

Mar 2012

Hunter Miller

Night Time Blues Surround Me Once More

Though the days are well and good
the night is when my thoughts do haunt me
a ghost of memory refusing to die
the tears are gone, but the nights are long
lonely i begin again down the sordid path
where I can taste her lips, smell her scent
hear her laugh, and see that light within her eyes
those windows to her soul
where I saw my love for who she was
a secret known only to us
but when night fades to dawn
my memories too will out run the light
I'll forget how her nose did dance
my bunny, my love
let's flee the light, forever night
so I may gaze into her eyes again
our secret safe forever more
Alas! the Sun is up
her shades now drawn,
our love is gone
now, our time is in the night
where I will dream of things set right