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Mirror

As the mist rises slowly from the steaming ponds, I lie here listening to your gentle breathing. The soft light of dawn touches your face. I’m afraid to move. Afraid to break the spell and losing this moment for ever. Thoughts keep milling through my mind. Past, future, present. All mixed into one.

An old couple, enjoying the gentle sunshine on a park bench, happy and content with what life brought them. An excitement flushed face, glowing with adrenalin. A listless tear, slipping down a cheek.

How I wish I could protect you from those tears. How I wish to save you from even one moment’s pain. And how selfish that would be. For, not only would I be destroying those moments, but uncounted blissful moments too.

The moment shatters as you turn over, snuggling closer, and I realise that the images I saw where not moments from your life, but from mine, reflecting of you. For that is what we are, mirrors. Sometimes we are truly lucky in finding a mirror that distorts our reflection ever so slightly. Making us like what we see, making us happy. I close my eyes, content for now, and in my mind I hear the soft tinkling of shattered glass.

 

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Loud Silence

What can I do when the silence sets in

So deafening I can hear my heart beat

Its more frightening than it has ever been

Once again I retreat

 

 

From life, filled with shame and a tear

Needing a hug a friendly face, a smile

Needing someone near

Even if it’s only for a while

 

 

I shout Hey I’m nice, loving and kind !

Nobody’s listens and even the silence is too loud

So what’s the point of trying to find

A place to belong, to feel proud

 

 

Of who I am and how far I have come

The highest of hills and the deepest of seas

Impossible to imagine for some

That I did it all, survived, with ease

 

 

But the price I pay is steep

Lost myself, but make others smile

Me, the fighter, inside I weep

Longing to belong, if only for a while

 

 

I despise the silence but it comforts me as well

Safe from hurt, I ignore the chains

And the emptiness, no one can tell

That I feel this way, that the longing remains

 

 

Why can’t they see that I’m good and loving and kind ?

I guess it’s me who blocks their view

The one thing I’m looking for I can’t seem to find

What the Hell am I going to do ??

 

 

I open doors and lead the way

To my heart, my soul , me !

But no one never seems to stay

I look around , no one I see

 

 

I must be doing something wrong

To end up in the place I am

Too difficult , too weak, too strong?

I’m trying the best I can

 

 

To make others stay, to show I care

It works for a while and I am free!

But when I look again, nobody’s there

Yeah, it’s my fault I guess, it must be………

 

 

Vexed

By: D.J.S.

A Love that dances
across spring green fields
like stained glass butterflies.

Petal to petal, petal to blade
blade to stone, then again,
dancing skyward nary a care.

Oh to be there yet and then,
a love so pure surely endures.

Tests of time and sweet
wind chimes made of pine,
from holy hearts less empty.

Yet wishing you could be there
to fill a cavernous void held
within a lost blank stare.

Alas ensnared in loneliness’
incessant cry of silence.

Never to dance under starry sky
again in tender romance.

A head hung to cry tears of
A soul lost to a love made hollow.

The Vampire Shadow

This road filled with iron tears

Constant companion

Yearning on a level untold

Faith in the purpose of life, shaken to its core

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Breathing air that only serves to torment

Poking a sharp knife in the heart of a tender life

Words that strangle hearts, like vines and a bitter cage

Fervent attempts at a connection

In a far away, heart wrenching land

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An evil word, supposedly beneficial

The closeness of true warmth and love

Never realized

Instincts and desires that are questioned

Like so many millions fragments of splintered ice

Beautiful in their design Sinister in their intent

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Pictures on a glowing plane

Beckoning, like some miraculous lighthouse

Nervousness and sweat that let me know

What is in my heart is real

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Dark grey skies of winter

Wretched and torn

But it is all it knows

Head in hands, face down on the floor

I can see you standing there

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Days of twisted hope, in some limitless vacuum

Thoughts of you make me realize

Of how far I really have to go

Not only in distance, but in some realm that only I can know

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A flower, found in an unsuspecting manner

Drawing me in with luscious nectar

But now, I seek refuge and sanctuary

From thoughts that injure

In darkness and silence, I find my only friend

And friend is a word that can tear out a soul

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This poem is about a special girl tha lives in Romania. I had met her through chatting on the net, but never in person. I have talked with her on the phone as well. I have had a very tough time in comprehending the fact that this person is real. I live in the US, so it is hard for us to meet. I just know that I have been wanting her badly, and not being able to meet her for real caused me a lot of heartache. I think this poem captures the way I felt.

I still miss her badly.

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Though many people surrounding me,
Nobody really understood inside of me.
I hear many people talking,
but I’m waiting for one voice that is still.
I put on a smiling and joyful face,
nobody could see the uncovered me.
I do not want sympathy,
I want understanding.
Who could really understand what is inside of me?
My soul is so broken,
Who can see it?
It is tearing me apart,
as though I am walking in a torn forest..
All I need is just one FRIEND
to understand me, inside.
I don’t want to be alone anymore, it’s killing me inside out.