Hmm how to discribe
You
As I see you
Two faced.

You smile
And talk buddy buddy
To me
But behind me
You throw me in the dirt

It is people like you
That really get me angry
Why be one way to my face
And behind me another

Take a good look
And see the damage
Your forked toungue has done
For now
I dont want to
Even be your friend

For when I found you
Two faced
I realized
Friendship wasnt worth saving

So be two faced
And the world will see
How you really are
And who you are
Two faced.

I "ENTER" your life...

"SAVE" you in my heart...

"SCAN & FORMAT" your problems...

"COPY & PASTE" your kindness...
...and...

Never "DELETE" you from my memories...

peoplelikejustknowwantthingslovedaygirllifesaytimemomhurtingstoph­urtworldthinkthingbullywayhelptryamazingrightnightpersonawaymakef­eellivefriendbrokencaremanreallyneedwronglovedtelllookeyeslivinga­ctwhispersfrogdoesn'taren'tfightwanted

better forget friends old far knew happy crying everyday got maybe hate trying dad fall use start change bad stars listen daddy insane secrets told tried isn't light wanna left came good realize real believe laugh head instead jump insanity cat school zombies followers inside home room thinking family end

remember dead hair saw laughing sure feeling great looks looked realized remeber father changed understand kid copy cuts hearted best face little hold forgot keeper question victim long push house god lie sees morning past needs mean hand heart wont talk stay able wish true learn mother looking ok turned

makes doesnt stopped scars took color young pushing died car telling crazy killed knife respect sister cares leg inches copycat turn soul goes loud smile walls does lies babies speak watch held lose poem year self hit mind longer lost close staring happen words fell new making showed means hard

Its like
sunset
leaving shadow
of the day,
like everyone
returning home,
tired.
simply
when it cries,
it doesnt show
its hurt,
it doesn't scream,
with its
sound of silence,
it dont want to get someones
attention
it wants to be alone,
I listen to a rhythm of its beat,
it show how I feel,
it started to
let my hand write,
anything
that discribe, how it does,
and how it is,
I cry
it never let sleep
i want to freeze it,
shut it down
but it can't,
its still beating
unfreezing
no one can see it,
not if it let me do.
aching,
still making sounds,
nobody can hear
right here, right now.

Catagorized by the invisable
who are they?
whether they rush or saunter past the living
whether they rest to observe the emptyness of the dead
its theirs to remember
its theirs to forget
who are they?
is their a man in charge of them?
if so... a speck
not really an exsistence
for whom no one should fear... but chuckle
dare to discribe their panoramics of nothingness
for exsistence is microscopic in its vastness
so... who are they?
the invisable
the observers
the remembered
the forgotten...


search within

I met her today.
Slow breathing, sweaty palms.
I feel so wet like it was rainy,
No it wasn't.
Am I scared?
Oh no but don't want to make a fool of myself.
That dark made it easier!.
Try to calm yourself...

she smelled like a bush of red roses,
her smile was like a star dashing through the sky.
She is soft like silk.
She had me thinking my whole future in a blink.
I want to spend my life with this beauty,
Her face, I still scramble for the right words to discribe her.
She is a goddest.
My eyes have behold a pinnacle of beauty.
Selecting my words
I hope I said nothing wrong
I HOPE I IMPRESSED HER
because I may look calm outside
But I was shaking in my mind

Thoughts revolve in my head
sometimes good , sometimes bad.
I feel like I am in carousel
that rotates endlesly
arousing my fantasy.

Sometimes it relives me
but increases my fear.
swetty hands and dificult to breathe
try to push away but it resist.

I become tense
emotions is raging inside me
because Im very sensitive.
And its dificult to get peace.
Usually it helps to get it out
in form of lyrics to show how I feel
with hope to get a positive refill.


Doctors try to cure and control the thoughts
in my head with medication and therapy.
But is it good to get stable
without passion for my creativity?
Without compasion and possibility
to discribe and explane how I feel...

Today is June 20, and the Moon!
I could definitely cry with that crystaling light.
I cant capture it with my phone but in my mind i still see it.
That feeling when theres still sadness in every beautiful part of it.
The moon between the tree and the perfect shape volcano has its dazling sight
Ohw how i wish i can share it with everyone.
But i cant, i just need to discribe it
And left it with a photographic memory.

Many have said why do I write so much.
I said
"I been listening to the flow of art of my pen".

The beautiful voices that have said to me to CONTINUE.
You can listen to my pen and
what it has said
to this piece of paper.

There are times where I can no longer see myself as a person.
Only what's coming out of my pen,
The ink I compare my self to.
But where has the emotions gone to?
If I'm only ink?

Emotions that I can never discribe.
Ink that crys on it own
For every movement my hand makes,
A different form of pain comes out.
Emotions that can only be  described through this pen.
Excietment, happiness, pain and sarrow,
all coming out at once.

There are nights where I close my self to the world, while under the night light preferring to open up with my Pen.

The last drops of ink has spilled
An said out loud

A Pen without ink is a Pen without it's owners soul.


                                                            By ERS

I call myself a poet
Yet I don't have a wisdom to express the feeling I have for you, only you
I only hope these words are more precious

to let you understand that my love for you
is destined to last in truthful excitement,
feelings of blissful, lasting joy race through my mind
Whenever my thoughts turn to you my dearest darling,

the love I have for you
from the very first time I set my eyes on you,
on the aloof, there was an energy and current (indirect current)
that seemed to surge through the air

my innermost longings could be easily seen,
and I could see these feelings ape in your own eyes and face as I'm stading opposed
and when my unspoken desire to be held was whispered by my heart

It was quickly answered by your first tender,
romantic shyness ' s smile while starring the floor.
I've dreamed of you for years, my angel
and I knew one day I will find you no matter what obstacles

Now that I finally miraculously discovered you
the world is waiting for us to go out there and express what we are meant for to be together
Mere words seem too far inadequate to discribe the dizzying
wonderful emotions that sweep through my mind, my body and soul

Now my life is near to be richer and rewarding than I'd ever imagined it could be
if I could truly express how I feel for you
the words could be far more magical

than those written to be the best by the king Poets.
My pet, I adore you the most
It matters not, I only met you in no days.
The truth is, I've been loving you in ages

Now that I decisively met you,
I conceive, you are nothing to lose.

She sat upon her rocking chair
That had a good view of the
Coming and goings of life just outside her porch

She smiled as she remembered
Meeting and greeting people
Over the years ahh yes.....

She remembered her own
Grandfather sitting in this very chair rocking back and forth
And telling her storys
Of his childhood....she smiled

She could hear his voice
As he told her of how back in his day they had to work the land...they had none of these fandangled machines...no siree
She smiled

She remembered the day she brought her boo to met her father for the very first time he had looked at him sternly and asked with that soft spoken voice of his....so what are your intention young man...she smiled

She remembered presenting to both her mother and father her small bundle of joy and the pure joy as they held him for the first time the glow on their faces....words could not discribe...she smiled

She remembered so much that happened on this very porch
She smiled the wind blew softly as she rocked for the last time

And that's how they found her...rocking still in her chair

As she smiled

By Kaila George

Blessed be your name
All my prayers are answered by you
Every song I hear makes me want you more
All this slepless nights
All that light wasted
If I could traded my anger for peace
If I can sort out all my troubles
I love you this much
I have no other words to discribe you
Your lights shine in me
Despite all my troubles
Every day I will put my faith in you
I will let my love grow for you
Lord I believe that you can take my anger away
And my word will change
I am waiting for this to happen
Can you give me a chance?
There is no other place I would rather be
watching the world spinning around in circles
If I lay here would you fly with me over the sky in a space shuttle
Lets not waste time
If this doesn't happen
This means that this wasn't the right thing for us to do or the right place for us to be
Blessed be your name
I just want you closser to me
I am looking in the mirror
That mirror image
That I see
I don't like
I will give Lord a chance
I will give Lord a change
One more time
If I take my time
I will have the chance to start over
And have a chance to make it perfect again
One thing that I need to learn to have is patience
Because patience is a virtue
I am not gone from this place
To tell you the truth Lord this is the place I love
Lord I am addicted to your love and kind words
Blessed be your name
Where is my heart?
Is it in the right place?
Because my mind is not clear
It is full of worries
I am thankful for your blessings
Because many times
I just feel like walk away
And let every thing fall a part
But you give me courage, hope, and understanding
That I can't just walk away and let things fall a part
Why it is so hard for others to see me the way you see me Lord?
Lord blessed be your name
Why is it so hard for me to make right the first time?
Yesterday the clock moved fast during the day
But at night it slowed down like an old man
When you tell me that you loved me
It brings me a little comfort and joy to my life
Against all my odds
I played all the cards
Not much luck in card games, and in life
Every now and then I dream about something
Blessed be your name
I am amazed by you Lord
By your touch
By the love you have shown me
Blessed be your name
I walk down this road
were there is the train truck
When that train goes through
I can hear the sound of the engines
And the sound of the brakes
Blessed be your name
Can I gain peace
Is that too folish of me to ask you that?
Obviously I am waiting for that
What more can I hope for Lord?
I have no blue eyes
No blond hair that I love so much
I guess I created that hate for myself
Do I have love for you Lord?
I have plenty
Is there any thing I can give you in return?
My sorrows, my guilt, and my pain
It still have that bag full of old coins loclked in a ziplock bag
It is all my savings
Some day I will sell than when I will be broke
This will come nice and handy
Bring me alive to all my favorite colors
Because the hardest thing is not having you near me Lord
I know Lord that I will get through this
I just need some time
I must have a different out look in life
Blessed be your name
I sometimes thing about things
And sometimes thoughts come to me
And it makes me wonder
Where that thought came from
I could see a new beginning coming to me
I know that I will florish some day
And I will be feeling like I am on top of the word again
What is life with out the sun, the Lord, and the moon shining above the lake shore
Lord for now on I will live for you
Blessed be your name
I have to be strong and face my pain, my sorrow, my guilt, and my pain
I have to show respect for others and myself
I have my mind set on you
How many more years of struggle do I have?
How many more years of suffering must I go through?
Don't you think I had so much already
Some times when I just think about it it makes me want to scream loud as I can
Yes Lord I need your help every day and I am not ashamed to ask for it
because I am asking for it right now
And I know you are going to give me
I will be aware of darkness
And walk on the right side of the street at night when there is dark
Because the right side of the street there is always bright
Lord I am not living in the material world
I want to share my wishes with you Lord
Blessed be your name

It's the first day
Of the Holy Month
Of Ramadan

I am happy
To be here
Among the chosen one

Thank you for this chance
Thank you for this day
Thank you for the food

There will be no words
That could discribe
How much thankful I really am

Happy Ramadan Kareem
To everyone who celebrates
Stay strong, it won't be long

Is it alright, when my eyes fall
In thyme with your smile?

Was this why that light fades
When yours find mine?

I could be insecure, casting signals?
You are gravity in a room you know?

Navigation is delicate near such attraction takes focus.

Not staring I chastise inside
Did you see my lips moving?

Fill out this form and I'll let you go

Heavy
A small word.
One not felt,
Only heard.

Heavy,
Hard to discribe.
In it's grasp,
Already inscribed.

Heavy,
Consumed by heft.
Breaking down,
Nothing left.

Heavy,
A small word.
One felt,
Not only heard...

There are so many things
Unsaid and untold as I write
I was fine with out you
Unchallenged and lasting
But some thing was wrong

Some thing was a miss
Like a dream it felt real but
Really wrong
I don't know how to discribe it
There was nothing I wanted
Nothing I needed at all

Then I saw your message
I did not believe it at first
There where so many times I sat here
Wanting to write you
Missing you
Thinking of you

And there you where
It feels like nothing changed
Like a room that had its lights off
Was now bright and warm again
But this is nerve wracking
And I'm frightened

I don't want to loose you again
And yet I want to run like hell
Making you feeling wanted
Trying to look brave
Nor trying to push to fast
My heart is hurting
I feel like I'm walking a tight rope
While wearing a nuce around my neck

I want to tell you
This is scary
You are not mine and
I need to remind my self
And I don't know what to do
We can talk about any thing
But I don't know how to tell you
............................................................
­I'm scared

This way following that
That happened again.
Folly, stitched neatly this
Predictable wavey pattern
Weaving in and through out
What was once was not
Again the words I try after
Not to hold not to lock away
But to borrow as they too do
Hate me as only you so deserving
So by I won't strung along
Loaned words that elude
To draw the inner rolling hurt
I've gone this time the last time
I won't write how badly I
Won't.  Write without broken
Intent, coiled up and strewn about
As I once relished bitterly engrossed
Forcing my selfish failings
Won't discribe or talk away guilt
Seeking praise or atonement
I am in this place where alone
Drapped upon shaking reluctance
Is the smothering blanket of my life
I won't write to run and hide
As I've done to you, time again
This time, again.  I won't