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 Nov 2013 J R
Gess Charniga
The End
 Nov 2013 J R
Gess Charniga
It’s a building nausea,
from the bottom up.
I feel it coming on,
my face begins to flush.
Eyes watery with rejection,
mouth dry with jealousy.
Hands shaky with anger,
stomach churning violently.
You knew that I was fragile.
You had to know I’d break.
 Nov 2013 J R
Lyn Senz
love loves
 Nov 2013 J R
Lyn Senz
love loves to trick
to steal and to cheat
to stab deep and quick
to devour complete
to pull feel the click
I lie dead at love's feet
yeah love gets a kick
outta me

love loves to break
to shatter the will
to flatter an ache
to splatter its ****
a mad hatter to rake
all the pain it can till
yeah love loves to take
its fill


©2011 Lyn
 Nov 2013 J R
J
Losing the Anchor
 Nov 2013 J R
J
This is for me
So here's to letting go
Letting go of you
Letting go of me
Letting go of my image
Letting go of who I used to be
Here's to me becoming more of myself
To embracing that which makes me different
If they don't want me this way?
Doesn't make a difference
I'm going to be my un-beautiful self
Outspoken, obnoxious, dorky, know-it-all, whatever
I'm going to be me
And see, this poem might not be beautiful
Not my usual poisonous masterpiece
Because for once I'm not being bitter
I'm not being dangerous or seductive or dark
I'm just trying to be
Trying to be okay
Because lately, I haven't been
And I think that as I'm trying to become the person I want to be,
I'm losing sight of the person I was,
and the person I am
So I'm no one
And then I'm left scrambling, trying to find personality traits to hold onto
Becoming the old me, living in the past
Becoming the future me, daydreaming in a world that won't last
And it hurts
Because what's happened in the past is there for a reason
And what hasn't been yet will never be
So for once I'm being nice to myself
Sweetie, let go
Let go of that poisonous boy
Mourn him, yes
You can cry for who you thought he would be
But let him go
It's not fair to either one of you
Because the more he tears you apart...
The more likely you are to destroy him in turn
So it's about time you let go that which drags you down
And make your way to the surface
 Nov 2013 J R
Helen
It was just three tiny words
that wreaked havoc such as
time immemorial seemed to have forgot
Innocuously sitting inside a dictionary
You pusillanimous pile of infected snot

There is no tampering with a raging universe
while trying to coerce a slippery fish
into a cage, such as a raging comet
But I was caught upon your fishing hook
You gelatinous mass of shark infested whale *****

Oh, I know, I wriggled a bit, I flipped
I flopped, but I was just kissing the hook
But you knew
You knew!
You heaving bucket of roadkill stew

Just three words!

You could have flung them at me
as you walked on down the road
You string of demon spittle
hacked upon the ground
then licked up by a toad


I’m going out...

Well, my friend
Not the three words I was looking for
Those words just soured on your breath
like rancid three day old meat
caught in teeth that are already bad


I KNOW WHERE SHE LIVES
(I whispered)

Then, I got really mad…
Jan 5
 Nov 2013 J R
jeffrey conyers
If you still holding on to racist ways of the golden days.
Or the modern times.
You've better learn to adjust or to adapt to a changing ways.
Just like in our youth nothing stays the same.

Yes, there's no laws that says you can't be a bigot.
And there's no law that states you should love everybody.
But there will come a time, when you must exam yourself.
If just to reach out to God and request his help.

Within our comfort zone we pretend to be strong.
But when all your hate supporters are gone.
You realize, you're simply alone.

God did not see good in bad.
God didn't state that wrong is good.
But laid out in words for love to be understood.

To love.
You must open up your heart.
Release all the pressure within to do it.
God hadn't made anything in life hard.
Or given it too easy to be abuse.

Don't be lying upon that death door.
Apologizing for hatred that has ruin your soul.
And friends and families hoping you had changed long ago.

God has limits to, who will get in.
Heaven is one place, where there's no guarantee?
Cause to be accepted, there guidelines to meet.
 Nov 2013 J R
JK Cabresos
All I remember
is remembering it hurt,
memories are haunting me now
and reality altered into doubts.
The pale moonlit night
is full of futile tears,
crying for the hands
that once held me.

The hurricane in my heart
is crashing down all my senses
and changing those
that was in greater good
into countless worsts.
It is inevitable,
and killing me within,
and I was left nowhere
cursing the wind.

Every bridge I built
was already burned;
the particular journey
of this avowed love
is now over.
And all I remember
is remembering it hurt.
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 Nov 2013 J R
GaryFairy
I have never been sophisticated
sophistication just never related
relative to everything i hated
hatred of the over-stated

i have never been materialistic
materialism isnt a characteristic
characterized by a mind that's realistic
realize i am not hedonistic

i never gave a **** about tradition
traditional is subject to my definition
defined by my own composition
composed of passion and ambition
 Nov 2013 J R
maisie khan
i am a mess of the mistakes
others have made;
thoughts of you
and what you did to me
cause me to grind my teeth.
i thought you were an angel
and yes, i mean that metaphorically
but i mean it literally, too.
i was drowning in depression
and you came along to save me
and honestly,
i really thought you'd stay.
but no,
you are the devil's replica
and oh my god you know how to lie
and tempt
and burn.
you found me in a place no map could portray;
dancing with my own darkness
as if the shadows were somehow a comfort
for my delicate little heart to love.
why did you take me away from the dark
just to throw me in to it further?
i wish you'd disappear, somewhere miles away.
i wish you'd go somewhere as cold, empty and isolated as yourself.
i gave you everything
and you left me with nothing,
causing me to start a war with my skin.
do you know how much it hurts
to have to search for countless reasons
as to why you're not good enough?
do you know how much it hurts
to know you're not enough for someone
who is more than enough for you?
i do not love the person
who walked away from me that day
i am in love with the person
i thought you were.
do you know how much that hurts?
i am in love with someone who doesn't even exist!
i've spent weeks wishing you'd come back
but now,
i do not want you back.
you were only in love with the concept of me
and the thought of that makes me sick
to my stomach.
i hope that it
was worth losing me for.
it's clear her skin served you
better than mine ever did.
it's clear her body was more of a masterpiece
than mine ever was.
 Nov 2013 J R
Sagar
Destiny
 Nov 2013 J R
Sagar
World in Sight
full of fear and care
Behind this Eye
No way up to there

Dreams left unseen
deep dark prevalent
To the sweet scent
scoundrel life to change

Reflection of need
Causing me to bleed
Mile away to reach
journey in sky is sketched

Life with care
only fear for me
world of passionate
struggle still my aim
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