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Katie Ruby Feb 2010
Found - Part I

I think about what we
could see together,
the places we could
visit out there, all the
wonders waiting to be
watched, whisking me
away from reality, the
pain of normality and
grasping my hand,
everything floating
in perfect peacefullness.

Before you, I was worthless,
I didn't smile, didn't sing,
So bored with the world
I let it take me over, blinded
by the grey that imagination
was killed and couldn't see,
worlds that needed to be
explored.

I came to you, hurt,
Lost and lonely, little
did I realise, you were
the same, in need of
someone, someone's
company, friendship, love.

Two people don't have anything
in common, except their unhappiness,
Opposites attract, Fate, Destiny
Something to explain the tension,
Something to explain the feelings.

If I were older, you younger,
A winning combination,
I see the stares you sometimes
give, when you hold me, you
squeeze a little too tight,
I begin to wonder, do you want
more?

I am dreaming like a girl
So in love with a wrong world,
One not meant for me, I
begin holding onto something
that never had the strength to
stand, living a life you didn't know
existed had consequences.

It's taking me far away,
from those who care,
those affected by my
choices, yet they suffer,
They spend their lives
waiting, and I spend mine?
Living.

You send me away,
Keep me honest,
I come back,
I always come back.

It's your heart
I've been seeking,
Your eyes I need,
Your arms I have
been yearning for,
So confident, but
when it comes to
the things that matter
Silent.

Every now and then,
You run,
into a state of depression,
Never letting in,
Could make the bravest
men feel fear, send
cold shivers down my spine,
Just the sound of your
Voice.

You think you know
what's best for me, for us,
You shield yourself from this,
to stop the hurt, yet you're
already in too deep,
Pulling away now would
hurt even more, you and
I.

Lost - Part II

My head pounds,
My heart is beating,
A new rhythm trying
to stay alive,
How can I live, when
half is gone? You
fade away taking it
with you, I was so drunk
on your smile, too
stupid to notice.

We were/are both alone,
We could have been,
Together. Forever.
You fixed me, when
you were a broken man
Hearts can be mended,
I healed yours.

Hope? That's the only
Thing I now have,
Only thing I can ever have,
Love? Never can I start
Fresh, you will always be
The One.

I like to believe you find it hard,
I need you to be happy, but I
Will always possess you,
Just like you control me,
You'll find your own way,
They'll all follow you, whilst
I live, half of me dead.

Waiting? You have no idea,
Days have become minutes,
Worthless and stupid,
No content, nothing accomplished,
No need.

The times my eyes close,
The times I begin to dream,
Is the only oppurtunity,
I see your face, those chocolate
eyes, and your voice, my
Name in whispers.

Repair - Part III

I see you first from a distance,
Your thin posture, big hair,
I can't feel my bones,
I need to stare, for a moment,
so I don't believe it,
If I believe, I might start to
Fall, I couldn't take the pain
a second time, but when you
turn and see, I think
to hell with being killed,
Here and now, all that matters,

I could try and think
The billion things that
Could be said,
Words, letters, I've
Practised, But no time.

I will always love you,
No matter what the price,
I have to pay, it'll never
End, the ongoing affection,
I see us together, united
Until death, life filled
With the small compliments,
The little kisses, subtle glances.

I see the conflicts,
Battles, arguments,
The misunderstandings,
That's what makes us
Human, that's what
Makes it fun, what
Makes it worth it.

We're here,
And our lives are short,
We should enjoy
Whatever it is
We have fallen into,
Soak up every last minute,
Before it gets broken.
Hayley Anderson Feb 2012
A quiver, a leap
The world shivers.Dust
Is this going to change, when will springtime come?
I await the silence

I breath in the beauty of a misguided , disguised peacefullness.
There is so much hope in a dandelion. Oswestry.

You tell me there is faith in the stars
I say the plantery motions can never dictate me.
Silence falls like the rain

I will come again
Call me father
Noah A Mar 2018
The rain falls onto the charcoal ground
The deepest and darkest of my thoughts weave their way through my mind
Circling like a hawk
Waiting to stab at the peacefullness welled up inside me
Longing to break the endless seams that hide the joyous emotions
The icy moon rises to begin it’s torture
And the darkness overwhelms me
Cracks appear throughout the barricade
The darkness continues it’s endless assault
My emotions inside struggle to keep the darkness at bay
My mind fights against itself
Eating itself up
Killing itself
Until finally, the darkness wins control
I was hoping that someone could relate to this, as I have defenitley experienced this before.  Honestly, I had one recently and so I decided to write about it.  Hopefully you guys like it!
APEKSHA UNIYAL Feb 2020
An eerie feeling of loneliness consumes me everyday,
more miserable than death is what i have to say.
Death lasts for an instant,but loneliness for an eternity.
I wonder what would happen if i had no memories,
would i remain the same or much worse than before?
The silence which once made me feel protected has turned into shackles,
leaving nothing behind but memories that strangle.
Somedays i feel like an eagle soaring high in the air
but sometimes i feel like a burden and think of ending my life in despair...
Days are much more easier than nights,its easy to adapt around  without any fright,
Nights scare me the most ,the feeling of being trapped inside my head, drives me mad to eagerly  accept the pain as if i want it the most.
People say love is not a choice it happens in an instant,but with love comes a price ,i am not ready to pay.
So i stay silent and withdraw myself into the peacefullness of my own realm,
embracing the loneliness and dread that is a life sentence till death...
Marshal Gebbie May 2023
Janet and I went for a scoot around the Egmont volcano and, in one of our avenues of approach, climbed up through the winding green chloaca, (tunnel), of alpine forest to the 4000’ limits of the road, just below the snowline.

On this brilliant, blue sky day, with the afternoon rays illuminating all in relief, the vast bulk of the volcano loomed above us. Vertical hanging valleys with shiny black flanks of split ignimbrite and basalt glistening in the afternoon light.
The sheer immensity of the brooding giant before us, above us, now quiescent, but not so long ago the scene of gigantic unimaginable carnage where whole sections of the  mountain’s flank calved off and plummeted annihilating everything in it’s path. Vast lahars of debris, housing lava boulders the size of a bus, cascading down the mountainside at near terminal velocity travelling up to 30 kilometers, right to and beyond the surfline of the Tasman sea.

The volcano has collapsed innumerable times in the last 2.5 million years only to build itself back to it’s 8000’ height with fresh magmatic and explosive eruptivity.

These andesite volcanos are quite unpredictable. Like now, at this moment standing in the magnificent grandeur of the looming massif, enjoying the vastness of it all, the freezing air and the alpine peacefullness….one never knows what the next moment will bring…..and when they do erupt the violence of these volcanos is beyond anything you can imagine.

But for this moment, there is a pristine peace in the massive larva flows capped with the soft greens of  alpine tundra and moss, the cascading, noisy waterfalls in every valley and crevasse. Freezing cold clear fresh water originating in the deep snow above and the dripping ice cornicles which adorn the top geometry of the summit.

There is magnificence here on the Egmont volcano….and we can feel it, deep in our bones.

M@Foxglove,Taranaki,NZ
There was once a heaven on earth.
A shining heaven filled with...

prosperity , welfare , happiness , peacefullness , calmness , enjoyment , excitement , pleasure , richness , easiness , chance , satisfaction , healthiness , sanity , beauty , freedom , wholeness , cheerfulness , warmth , togetherness , comfort , safety , colour , meaning , eligibility , cleanliness , enthusiasm , regularity , serenity , well being , and all the other good things.

People in heaven felt fully alive.
But then the horde of greedy and hypocritical demons came.
planning to stole , destroy and take over heaven.
With misleading tricks and ***** methods.

The people in heaven fought back.
But instead they were blamed.
They became victims and had no power to defend heaven.
Until finally they lost heaven.

What remains is hell.
A dark rotten hell filled with...

chaos , fear , destruction , danger , bitterness , painfullness , hassle , despair , difficulty , fatigue , tiredness , sadness , grief , fragility , shackles , limitation , poverty , wasteness , loss , anger , disappointment , misery , powerlessness , helplessness , hunger , thirst , anxiety , panic , ineligibility , humiliation , madness , sickness , agony , sorrow , oppression , and all the other bad things.

People in hell are still alive but don't feel alive.
They are dying slowly while waiting for a miracle that never comes.
But maybe there is still some strength left.
The last remaining strength for the decisive struggle.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

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