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 Oct 2014 Sarah
MD
A girl about seven
Sits still - full of doom
It's 2 in the morning
And she's scared to leave her room

A ghostly girl with bad intentions
A skeleton made of gold
She filled the air with a cold infection
And let the people mold

They didn't believe her when she was small
So maybe now they'll listen
A ghost haunting the walls
Of a place she once called home
 Oct 2014 Sarah
ryann
drowning moon
 Oct 2014 Sarah
ryann
and the water that
fell from the skies
drowned the moon
cutting it in half
shooting it to Earth
and no one panicked
and no one cared-
the slice of the moon
lacerated the blues
and browns sending
one half forward
the other half back
and no one seemed to mind
and no one was alarmed-
you were on one side
and i was on the other
while you moved forward
and i jumped back.
eventually one of us
will be engulfed by
a black hole
and spat out on the
other end of time
and we’ll never know
what we missed
but the people don’t care and
they don’t seem to mind
 Oct 2014 Sarah
Alena Voltaire
I came to realize,
that writing is both a blessing,
and a curse.

For those whom I don't write about,
my writing is beautiful,
filled with depth,
and worded perfectly.

But those whom I write about,
are often angered,
by the fact that I express my thoughts of them at all.

My tongue is a double-edged sword,
it is healing to me,
but damaging to you.

But still,
I write anyway.
 Oct 2014 Sarah
Tammy M Darby
The night descended upon the day
Inhaling the goodness
Smothering
Murderous
Diseased and dark

.Mankind swallowed down the perverse evil and sickened
Desperate for the emotions once felt
No longer remembered
That will once more warm and quicken
Dead jaded hearts,

Rose from their bank's angry rivers
Now rocky dry brooks
The ocean overcame the land
Islands sank to sea beds below
The earth furious heaved and split
The coals of the sleeping volcano's were lit

Humanity shivered in moldy damp caves
Counting their once thought endless days
No longer gods of the earth
Of green rich ground
Or untouchable stars
The world was falling apart


This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws
Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Oct. 8, 2014
 Oct 2014 Sarah
Craig Harrison
Eyes wide open
Trees, snow, blue seas
walking around
buildings, art, writings

Eyes closed shut
Ghosts, demons, evil
trying to sleep
death, horror, hell

What do you see
when your eyes are wide open
when your eyes are closed shut
This was inspired by things that I see during the day.

When I'm awake I see so much beauty, I see the trees outside my window, snow in the winter, leaves in the autumn, etc, but during the night when I close my eyes my mind begins to wonder and I see ghosts, demons and sometimes my representation of hell before I even begin to dream.. They don't scare me they intrigue me mainly, I wonder where the images came from, if they have meaning, it also makes me think about the afterlife if there is one.

Anyway thanks for reading
 Oct 2014 Sarah
Emily Oquendo
This little nightmare comes and goes
Its dark and tainted when it comes it grows
it taints all my dreams it crucifies my night
its hauntingly fast, I'm losing this fight

this creature of dark this son of night
fleeing again at the first sight of dawns light
It holds my terrors and haunts my dreams
But the demons it carries are demons from me
You
You are the wind and the sea
You are the sun and the stars
You are everything
When I look around all I see is
Everything reminds me of you I am
Lost in translation
No words can describe
You
Are not a three letter word
Or a sound is someone's mouth
You
Are not a simple pronoun used to be refered to
You
Are the galaxy in my universe
The ray of sunshine on a rainy day
You
Are not an exact definition of the word
You
Are so much more than
You
Do not know what it is like to be
Me
A simple two letter word which is never
A sound in someone's mouth I
Am not recognizable or worthy of attention
I
Am slowly dissappearing into oblivion
I
Am a one letter word never used in any way
I
Am neither one or the other
I
Used to believe I would be a part of
Them
But I do not exist in their eyes
I
Am only a one letter word and
They
Are so much more than I could ever hope to be
You
Can grow one letter bigger but
I
Am to far away from
You
So I cease my useless efforts because
I
Am only a one letter word
Which is never relevant as it is never used
My mouth never opens to make me appear
Behind the mask of silence I hide my name
I
Am not a one letter word but
I feel like an unsignificant piece of life
I
Do not want to disappear but
Who am I?
A one letter word in a silent mouth attached to an invisible soul.
 Oct 2014 Sarah
Pixie
Object
 Oct 2014 Sarah
Pixie
Is that all I am?
An object.
A toy for you.
Is that all I am?
A worthless nothing,
simply to be tossed aside when you are done.
This all I am
An object.
 Oct 2014 Sarah
SG Holter
For H.
 Oct 2014 Sarah
SG Holter
A time for togetherness.
A time for missing.

I carry with my hands.
I carry with my heart.

Such difference between
Grip

And
*Embrace.
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