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Sydney Victoria Oct 2012
Golden Silverware,
Sits Ontop Of Broken Shards Of Fine China,
A Candle Stick Lays On The Floor,
The Wood Stained With Misery,
Because She Passed,
War Broke Out,
Hearts Being Punctured With Stakes,
The String Of Sanity Starting To Break,
A Rose Picked From The Universe's Garden,
Then Set In A Vase With No Water,
A Watch Ticked Like A Metronome,
Conducting Life's Organized Chaos,
Every Heart Break Orchestrated,
And Every Death A Crescendo,
The Subjects Attacked Without Looking Back,
Taking The Shapeshifter's Life,
Because They Needed To Have An Excuse,
Other Than Being Misuderstood,
To Distroy Her,
More And More Innocent Lives Were Taken,
Just Out Of Fear,
In Daft Decision,
Most Of The Village Was Whiped Out,
And One Of The 13 Left Out Of 350,
Was The Queen's Killer
It's A Little Confusing, But I Was Trying To Tell A Story, That Kinda Relates To Society Today. It's Pretty Crazy U Can Relate This "Information Era" To Medival Times. People Act Out Of Fear And Will Attack Anything Anybody Points A Finger To, Someone Could Be A Real *******, But A Misunderstood Person Can Be Taken Out Just Because They Say They Are The Killer, And If U Have A "Possie" On Ur Side U Are Vertually Invincible... Don't U Just Love Humans?:)
Christina Brown Feb 2015
Today was a great day
It could have lasted forever
When you smiled so hard it didn't matter that the rain was falling down on us
And all my problems didn't seem to matter anymore
Seemed like only me and the flowers got to witness a god like smile of yours that made the heavens just wanna sing for a while

Did your smile end the great war ?
Did it? Is it because it concured battles that even the government couldn't handle?
Is it the reason i try to make your woundes go away
the only reason that you stay? But still i want you forever in a day...
NO A LIFE TIME !!!

Maybe forever isn't long enough then what will we do ..
We can fight til the day is through and everything goes back to normal then i will love that smile from a distance and remember how you loved me, when i helped you and how the angels sung when you smiled my way , when you whiped my sad tears and whiped and smile arcoss my face . Forever really isn't long enough to trully love and angel like you .. FOR YOU HAVE GIVING ME HEAVENS SWEET IMBRACE FOREVER
This poem is about my first love .
Quin Rosenheart Jan 2019
I'm faded
Like a shadow
On a winters day

Like a pencil mark
That has been
Whiped away

Like a tear
Running down
My cheek

Like my self-esteem
After they claim
They're strong and I'm weak

Like my voice
Trickling down
The well of society

Like my heart
With all of its
Constant anxiety

Like the words
Of my family
When they say I'm blessed

When they all know
I'm nothing but
Evanecse.
Aphrodite Feb 2012
Paint covered hands
Whiped on bottle green velvet

Nothing but a name and a brush
Unheated walk-up

A lump of cheese for brunch
Red wine for dinner

Divine poverty
A canvas is his fortune

Suffering for ones art
In a most radical way

**** muse slumbers in the corner
A breathing reminder

That paint can solve all
Beautiful muse drunkenly still

Shatter his heart forever
So that he may paint
She stood there, across from me. Unable to look into my eyes, she stood there. With her hands in the pockets of her jeans, her shoulder and head leaning against the wall, and gravity trying to **** the tears she was trying to hold back, her head was down but up enough for me to see what was going through her mind. She stood there and she was beautiful. Her face was full of worry, confusion, anger and she was upset. Her hands were in her pockets because she was shaking, she was nervous. My words were realization, the kind that screams at you. She stood there and i stood across from her, looking at her, unable to take my eyes off of her. While i was full of regret, she was lost in her own train of thought. Someone had to make her think though. Silence filled the air for longer then i realized at the time. She looked up but quickly away, avoiding my eyes that were visibly begging for hers, and in that instant her tears played tag along her cheeks, dripping aimlessly down to the floor, giving into gravity. But she was beautiful. Biting her lip out of shame for crying, she looked back down and in that instant, defeat took over her every inch. I stood there, my eyes still begging for hers, and I couldnt move. She was beautiful and I was numb. To check if I was alive, i took a step towards her, being drawn in by her beauty, then i took a few more, until i found myself quickly wrap my arms around her. She went to turn away cause she didnt find herself deserving of this, but i held her, deserving or not. I held her because i wasnt going anywhere, anytime soon and i didnt want to let her slip away from me like i did the rest, because She wasnt the rest, she was her and she was absolutley beautiful where she stood. I didn let her go because, I couldnt, i wouldnt let myself. Her being there, within my arms, was my realization, the kind thats just a whisper in your ear. I pulled away and whiped away her tears. Finally, her eyes met mine. It was then that we both knew. I wasnt going anywhere and she was coming no where with me. She was everything. She was my beautiful girl and she is beautiful where she stands.
©SeanaseaWallen 2010
2D World Jun 2016
Ah, everything felt so magical and it was a night to remember
I carried the one I love and we saw fireworks happen between us both
Hold on let me get out of the fantasy I wish I experienced
I was unloved and too shy to ask anyone out so I went by myself
I couldn't feel an ounce of happiness while tears fell on the inside landing on the cracks tearing my heart apart
I thought it was suppose to be a magestic night but instead I was depressed
Everywhere I looked I could see people having blast
But I was lonely and somehow sat with people who had their beautiful dates next to them
No I didn't mind going by myself I just felt so lonely seeing see everyone partnered up
I faked a lot of smiles to cover up the undying sadness crawling through my heart
I pretended to enjoy the night while all I could do was cry on the inside
The only thing I realized was I'm going to be alone for the rest of my life
I used to be so excited but for what, a sad and lonely future
Why must I live a curse that can never be broken
I feel like the male version of sleeping beauty but only I'm awake and living the nightmare
I had to watch everyone make the most out of the moment while I quickly whiped the fluids draining from eyes
Yes I was alone but I had no one to cheer me up
What good was I even being there surrounded by joyful people
Why should someone have to worry about my depression on their special night
I couldn't help but fight back the tears and lie about how I felt
It just seemed like the only way to hide it all
What good did I do feeling lonely and hopeless
I just waited for the night to finally be over so I could quietly sob to myself at home
I've always wished for the void to be filled but I could never imagine it
That night made me realize that I was alone and will always be
#LonelinessForever  #Depression   #IWillAlwaysBeAlone   #IAmLonelyAndMisunderstood   #WhyDoGoodGuysGoThroughTheMost
chimaera Oct 2014
You love me?
You loved me not.

A white wall,
a shadow,
a swing.

You love me?
You loved me not.

Red petals
whiped into the white.

Ripped chest,
open wide.

Winning frown,
she weeps not:

See?
You loved me not.
This is my first attempt for horror writing, just for fun...!
05.10.2014
Mayukh Saha Mar 2018
Branches roasted with summer
That yielded fruits
Too lethal and crook
In caprice much and more,
Ages before that sipped the solitary room
And now with withered leaves-
Wags to lean towards the sky through bars too rusty to lean.  
As summer sun grills
Arms coaxing to the root
Beneath the sky
To break away  with the harp
That marks the decree of free lark,
Free, free from the closet that imprisons the leaves.
Deep within the bars
With screeching voice
Sings the freedom
To summon the rain of victory.
Free, free,  free
Aching voice of leaves, sound and cease,
Till inferno burns to ashes that flutters with wind and hark,
Free, free, free.
Some ages in past winter winds
Rustled over the twigs
Whiped the skin
Too damnation the closet felt
That fruits too lethal do rot
And as sweet peach appeared, the summer screeched.
Branches= prisoners
Closet=prison
Lethal fruits=sin or crimes
Summer= the time in prison when a person regret.
Winter=the time of torture.
Sweet peach= the bud of goodness.
Harp= an instrument that plays the song of regret

— The End —