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Where I go,
I am poisoned,
Where I stay,
I’m chased away,
Where I live,
I am jailed,
Where I talk,
No words I utter, but I cry,
No one care about me,
Still I will never fall on their knee,

I stand alone,
But still my hopes aren’t gone,
May god bring light for me,
I know who is he,
No matter its true or lie,
It’s the education that I rely
That will never make ma future dry,
I still got to cry,
*** of education that we cannot buy,
It’s the age which matters
It’s the time that glitters,
But it’s the life that flutters

Where I go,
I Die,
Where I stay,
I die,
Where I live,
I die,
Where I talk,
No words I can utter, but I cry,

I still stand alone,
Every day and night I live with moan,
My heart was strong,
But how long?
1 n half decade
It was all an arcade

At-least let me feel happy by now,
I remember the quote which mostly I love,
“Failure is not fed,
and success is not said”,
I cry cry cry, never die,
Let me see whether one day can I fly,
Nah! I won’t die,
I got to find a way to fly,
Oh God!! Isn’t it ******
To find me a path to be happy.
It is you who, I believe the most,
And I hope you’ll save me from the ghost.
Please, Make me live happily,
Please, Make me live happily.
Copyright - Cool Poet-H
 Aug 2011 Lydia Samantha
Alice
i dance, limbs bent like broken sticks
snapping this way and that in the wind
breaking off into the moon, so full
first goes the skull
last is the ribs to break
cracking open like gates
revealing my heart
cue the caged bird's part
but it does not sing
nobody sings anything
i hold it in my words
that awful caged bird
its pulse beating on my lips
i can feel it in my fingertips
as i dig them into the ventricles
ripping apart my life's chronicles
again
again
i feel the beatings
not like soft wings
but like a raging drunk's fit
and my mind is the pleading lips
of the bruised face which he hits
what bruised place is this?
another swig to die
whiskey rocks me like a lullaby
rocks me side to side to dead
as i balance on the ledge
made of razor blades
****** feet, ****** stains
til i topple over the side
you can seek, but it's time i hide
laughing reality away
as if there's anything left to say
that wouldn't be a lie
so rock me like a lullaby
goodnight, goodbye
my lullaby
© Jenna A. 12/15/2010
I've got a heavy head tonight.
This time it isn't pride inside.
It's filling up with anxious thoughts,
the root of which has long been lost.
I feel like I gave up my grip.
I'm struggling to steer this ship.

There's a hole where water is leaking in,
but I've been keeping it a secret.
I'll flood this slow with my own sin.
As Captain, I'll go down with it.
NBURNS 2010
Torn apart by war, re-united by Death

Here I am again, in the deserts of the Middle East,
Thrown back into the hell, the belly of the beast,
I clutch my rifle tight, not wanting to let go,
For if I am not quick enough, I'll fall unto my foe

As I look around I see, so many brave, so many free,
And I wonder, 'Why can't that be me?',
But soon I'll be back home, and everything will be alright,
For now I sit and wonder, whether this will be my last night,

An explosion shatters the dream I'm in, and I'm back to real life,
I'm back to old Iraq and a country filled with strife,
The war goes on and I do not fall, unto the dreadful foe,
The man behind the mask, up on that plateau,

The hot lead hits me, it's fired from high above,
I see white, and am there again, in  the arms of my love,
The battle is lost, I know that I am barely alive,
I realise that I have failed to survive,

For once in Heaven I am sure, that my love there I will see,
Once she dies and comes upstairs, re-united we will be,
We will dance around the rosemary bush, just like the days of old,
I hear the choppers fly away, and I'm left to die alone.

— The End —