~Stranger to the Sunrise~

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58471852011-05-31T08:58:33.729-04:30~Stranger to the Sunrise~A collection of poetry (and other insights) by Khristal GriffithSolacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.comBlogger781100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-60330138064862789932011-05-31T08:57:00.000-04:302011-05-31T08:58:33.739-04:30Mr. Strong and Silent

The only emotion he knows is stoicThe only expression is stone facedBold faced with his wordsMr. Strong and Silent burns like a third degreeA phDIn you don't know meAnd you never really will.Running stillLike deep waterWaiting for an approaching hellA smile would spoil the statuesqueAnd spare the beauty of a heartless chestNo love lost, no love foundNone gained and nothing to explainNo messy

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-79787155341585808782009-05-23T10:08:00.000-04:302009-05-23T10:09:13.860-04:30Of guys and gals

Two members of one species. So similar, but so different where it most matters.Of the games they play and the rules they make that oft cause pain on either side.One takes it is stride, the other leaves it open wide for the world to see.Of stereotypes and generalizations. Of the bonds that history, misunderstandings and society scar us with.The inability to see eye to eye, have heart to hearts or

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-82571878485997148232007-02-13T10:53:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:47:45.308-04:00Smile

For the days when you owe everythingAnd nothing you know is ownedWhen you search for answers in anarchyAnd you dread getting oldFor the life time has given in vainWhen a minute is no longer thereWhen rust is the only change you knowAnd its corrosion is all you hear (Smile your sad smile) For the days when you birth pityAnd can only see your sinsWhen contrition is a weaknessAnd

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-72761383747892229782007-02-06T11:57:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:00:42.348-04:00Ch-ch-ch-changes

So I posted the previous poem before (in full length) before with my old template but unfortunately, with the new template (that I am still tweaking) it proved to be much too long and was messing it up. So I had to break it into parts. They're still relevant though.. read and enjoy and let me know what you think.Also expect a new poem later on today.

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-7707162606358463222007-02-06T11:52:00.001-04:002007-02-06T11:54:58.436-04:00ADD Generation Part 1

Instant coffee, Instant Photos Right now, Today! Yesterday is when we want it What happened to those days When you could take a leisurely walk down the street Without feeling like Alice's little white rabbit I'm late, I'm LATE! When last did you watch the sky float by? Yuh too busy using your Cellular Phones, Fax Machines, EMAIL!! Everything on the go, Broadband is too slow

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-7007777817453908632007-02-06T11:51:00.001-04:002007-02-06T11:55:37.972-04:00ADD Generation Part 2

I'm too hopped up on caffeine to wait for the day when I'm teleported from place to place Flash! In an Instant Out in an Out-stant How Outstanding? I'm tired of standing Waiting for a taxi in the crowded streets of Port of Spain Stuck in de rain Strain, Strain, Strain shoulder to shoulder with vagrants with such a (whoa!) "Fragrance" Cyar wait to get meh licence to Kill (oops)

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-66670552097828679812007-02-06T11:49:00.000-04:002007-02-06T11:50:40.218-04:00ADD Generation Part 3

Inflation like an inflammation Too sensitive to scratch Crime on the rise Cause we settle for a quick buck Hard Luck for the poor Fuck-er Who works for a living? We don't even have time to demonstrate Against the hate and the fate Of this little island Where words tumble form the mouths of politicians Resplendent Yet incoherent Truth is lost against the noise of their falsehoods

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-45255918776730107502007-02-06T11:42:00.000-04:002007-02-06T11:49:23.221-04:00ADD Generation Part 4

Go home and look in the mirror Cyar recognize yuh face A.I.D.S in the place And a few S.T.D's that only a test can trace But Yuh just couldn't stay out of that backseat and watch T.V. Abstain! Like Mr. Manning say! The same one that's "making it safe" for your children to play And get plucked off the streets Sent back in plastic black sheets, Sold to you for ransom. Here every

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-75556855037493949792007-01-02T06:24:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:01:51.058-04:00Better

Such wit, to wooTo Smile, to fool the day into believing you're o.k.To laugh so loudYou shake the groundSubmissive.Be proud to knowTo show that glowThat aura that surrounds youEven when you flee gleeJust smile and sayTomorrow's another dayBut I'll take today...Because I can.

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1158262158974271152006-09-14T15:28:00.000-04:002006-09-14T15:34:00.140-04:00Young Urban Male

Sitting still, keyboard under his fingertipsSlave with a white collar and a plea on his lipsSearching for change in stagnant watersGlimpsing a ghost in the mistsHe lives a half life butWhen he dies he won't be missedBy the CEO in the upper echelons of societyAnyone can push paper Completely replaceableA pawn about to be overtakenMass Marketing is all aimed at himNothing but a consumer to be

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1152928216941977682006-07-14T21:46:00.000-04:002006-07-14T21:50:16.990-04:00Little Garden

Little Garden Originally uploaded by My issues are Showing.So this is the first of the wallpapers I promised. I call this Little Garden and it contains some Vanessa Carlton lyrics to Pretty baby. Let me know what you think.

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1152209960607730262006-07-06T14:07:00.000-04:002006-07-06T14:19:20.623-04:00New Look

....And hopefully soon, some new poetry. To all those who actually read this, all 1.5 of you, I've been really busy at work lately so have been unable to post (or write, for that matter) any new material. But, I have been playing around with Photoshop at home and will put up some of my wallpaper designs soon. Mind you I'm just learning but let me know if you like them. They'll be free to use.

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1138123900436991142006-01-24T13:21:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:02:46.644-04:00The Sex in my violence ... et al.

Hi all,This is the one of two poems I've written so far for 2006 (the second is below this one.) . They may not be very good but after the lengthy period devoid of inspiration I was so glad to put pen to paper that it didn't even matter to me. Enjoy, or not. It's up to you.ThanksKhristal.The Sex in my violenceLet me slave your soul with laughterLet me snuff your wild light outI'd stop my heart

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1138122648685330182006-01-24T12:57:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:03:40.344-04:00My Issues are showing

Retrospective, IntrospectiveI can be my own detectiveI shall find the source of imperfectionStretch myself out to my limitClimb until I reach the summitFind that fault that brings you such dark fearSearch until my bones are breakingTil these goddamn pills I'm takingHelp me find what's right in the wrong of meI can sense my brain is burningAnd my knotted stomach's churningI'll try to kill what I

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1127521546611936222005-09-23T20:23:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:04:21.448-04:00Whether I weather this Weather.

I withdraw,I drown my sorrows in silence,For in my head...The ringing is so loud.I depend,On everyone one elseTo stop my horrorI never look to myself.Tucked awayIn the pain that comes tomorrow...My sorrowlies in waitcrouched downIn a the little pill of morrowMy sorrow smiles awayi plotOf a way to ease this terrorTo think of things much better...A treasure,Where things don't feel so wrong.The

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1127354179690098022005-09-21T21:54:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:04:49.858-04:00Hollow

Shoveled from the inside outStuffed with superficialityNo longer care what I'm aboutBut you can see right through meYou can see right through meI act like the person I want to beIn hopes of being like them one dayYou wait and watch patientlyBut you can see right through meYou can see right through meSacrificing my idealsFor a path that's paved in the bloodfrom my own body, it stealsBut you can

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1127130813825411552005-09-19T07:37:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:05:22.430-04:00Prophecy

While sipping my tea in my caravan's shelterA knock on the door sent me flying a-skelterShifting my weight I rise to answerWith the dusk outside a murky dancerA familiar young man, his eyes an earthen shadeBeckoned inside, he shivered as he cameHe sat down in the chair opposite to meWondering what in my crystal ball I see"I can feel the restraint behind your brown eyesUnwilling to let yourself

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1126872357885327822005-09-16T07:49:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:06:06.973-04:00Ghetto

So that short story is taking longer to take shape than I initially anticipated. Plus classes are cutting into my schedule horribly. But I promise it will come eventually (however botched it may be). Until then check out: Bryan Edward Hill's Aggressive Fiction. His stories are amazing.As for this week's old poem "Ghetto", it has me realizing a trend in my influences from my staunch Afrocentric

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1125969780562131682005-09-05T21:07:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:06:42.670-04:00Newborn Africa

These are the days when I am immensely grateful for being a packrat. I just found some really old poetry while rummaging through my room. There are approximately ten of them, none really very good but I will work on them and try to improve.I will also post the originals...one at a time, possibly one per week so that you will have something to read and offer constructive criticism on.Here's the

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1125836000493102382005-09-04T08:10:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:07:41.156-04:00Mental Constipation

I have good news and bad news. The bad news is I haven't been able to write any poetry for a while. Well nothing of substance anyway. The good news is I am taking a crack at short story writing. I'll post it by Wednesday when I have finished writing it. So if I'm not book/blogmarked already, do it and come back on Wednesday to tell me what you think.Until then.

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1123474149001629522005-08-08T00:06:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:09:09.881-04:00Rose coloured glasses

I may be blocked... but dammit I'm still dynamic. Enjoy the new layout.More poetry should come soon.. so why don't ya bookmark me till then. *bats eyelashes*

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1121221079372060142005-07-12T22:16:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:09:46.295-04:00Bleh

Jeez... I hate being blocked as much as the next guy. I'm working on new stuff but it's all turning out to be shit that happens to rhyme. I'll update soon... I hope. (sigh) Hang in there guys.

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1119876762119448032005-06-27T08:48:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:10:14.777-04:00Featured Poem - Dreams deep within

This week's featured Poet: Syed Siddique SharafDreams Deep Within. For a thousand mystic nights has been a dead waiting never a voice heard....... Great were the days To be with you always Sun seemed brighter And moon sweeter Winds changed, time changed Saw spring come and go And gone are the days The days of play and cry Many a mystic night passed, And not a voice

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1119650712678112732005-06-24T18:01:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:10:41.068-04:00Two Faced Liar

It's only that grace that you keep building your lieOnly grace that hides the face you seekOnly you who keeps scarring your dreamsand keeps your future looking bleakI know it's hard to gaze into your own eyesAnd find the answers to your painI know you sleep in restless solitudeThat Soothes the life that you drainIn an open wound I found youWrapped in the tumultuous void that is your lifeCoiled

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1117805587419883682005-06-03T09:29:00.000-04:002007-04-27T11:54:29.927-04:00An invitation you cannot refuse.

Calling all interested poets.Giiven my current state of writers block, I am will be featuring poets on my site. If you are interested email me your poem (s), Full name or alias and a small bio (even a website or blog if you have one.)My email addy is kidnicky2801@gmail.com.I look forward to it.

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1116551327503438362005-05-19T20:57:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:13:55.194-04:00Isolate

Bittersweet tears cascade like sheeting rain on a windowpaneBeautiful but morose and sickeningly sereneLike a stone dropped into the calmest of lakesIlost my peacebut disease repliedI am no island isolateMy cries reverberate around meThey affect those around meI try to sever ties.I attempt to mask my sighsWith feigned ecstasyI am no individual soulI am no island isolateI yearn for solitary

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1116199022232518852005-05-15T19:12:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:17:50.050-04:00Along the Beaten Path

Beyond the reach of my naked eyeI can see the path of aging timeHer decrepit frame is vibrant , thoughContesting her feeble, maturing sighSo twisted and adverse her mindShe seems to fade into the horizonBut her ominous appearance never leaves usUnless she leaves us feeling coldShe never leaves until she leaves us feeling oldShe never leaves us until she leaves us feeling soldAlong that beaten

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1116067790653716212005-05-14T06:42:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:18:29.893-04:00Your eyes speak volumes

They disappear sometimes when I look at themYour pupils just fadeI get lost when I look at themWhen your eyes hide in shadeI can scream when I look at themSwimming lonely in doubtCan't you tell when I look at themWhat I'm all aboutI feel free when I look at themAnd I get high on youI can breathe when I look at themAnd see that they love me tooDon't you hurt when I look at themDon't I burn in your

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1116000208665363552005-05-13T11:53:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:21:27.130-04:00Say Hello to the Hypocrite

Wave in my direction and let me know you acknowledge meGive me the tight-lipped smile that speaks volumesPray to the gods that you are not like meFor you are the Immaculate one.Let loose your gaze upon my unworthy frameLet me burn in the flames of your glorious touchLet me lie in the tomb of your perfectionist's glareLeave me in the balance where no one daresWatch me make the mistakes you never

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1115931234776051152005-05-12T16:50:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:22:14.748-04:00Subterfuge

SubterfugeRebelling against the strain of faint human emotionThrilling, planning revolt against innate abilityUncouth and callous, never ending in secret, too bold to remainFate is calling in the backgroundAerated cries threatening the walls of hallowed groundunthread. Pure. Simple. Complete.Khristal Nicole Griffith @)---;-----

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1114779675448430312005-04-29T12:06:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:23:15.154-04:00Duplicitous

You must be surprised that I'd lie so easily to your faceIn your mind, in you eyes I'm the worst kind of disgraceI'd like to apologize for the times I left bad tasteIn your mouthMy Duplicity is found in AnimosityThis rage I hold in meThe hate for you in feel in meI don't mean to but I doI'm not turning the tables on youBut you hurt me too...You made my life hellBut,All's well that ends wellMy

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1114684001321909272005-04-28T06:25:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:24:14.688-04:00Exhausted

I am tired of spilling tears for you You who want nothing to do with me You who disowned me You who hurt me I am tired of feeling fear for you You who hate me You who is callous towards me You, the one who doesn’t care I am tired of spewing bile for you You, malicious you You, Mr. Unrepentant You, Mr. Manipulative I am tired of tearing my heart for

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1110972794368290172005-03-16T07:31:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:32:25.736-04:00Slice of Heaven

There you go with that slice of heaven in an open palm againPlucked from the clouds with nothing but your sweet wordsThe raindrops you gather in your hands dearFall from my eyes, onto my cheeks and flow to my lipsThe one and the same from which you tasted my essenceThat pair of clairvoyant flesh that lets me knowThat lets me showYouMy hopes, my dreams my aspirationsSo much more that it seemsA

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1099628361346787212004-11-05T00:17:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:34:02.874-04:00Angel

Your conscience sent back from whence it camewings covering black eyes with shameTainted wings soiled by the sins of your virtueYour halo bent with the strain of those who doubt youYour gaze cast ever upwardsBut blinded by disgraceToo clouded to notice the face that pain erasedYour solitude and fortressAre not recognized hereThey blend into the backgroundA watered-down excuseToo diluted to do any

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1098314033939013312004-10-20T19:13:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:34:44.052-04:00No man’s land

Everyone comes and goes so quicklyin the sun of no man’s landFading nightly in the space of dayHours creep forgetting the hurt of timeNeglecting it’s healing propertiesRefusing to lie stillEveryone comes and never leavesin No man’s landStoring the sighs of hopelessnessIn little jars of bottled criesHorror befalls them at the sight of sunriseTheir eyes remain unshadedEveryone comes and never

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1098313834469937032004-10-20T19:08:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:44:45.149-04:00Abject

I often find myself looking for the sun in impossible placesI guess the blinding pain clouds my judgmentSearching for a speck of rainbow in the seaa fragment of your wisdom would be enough for meYour eyes they tell the tale of a soul so troubledBut your heart speaks of naught but love for meTo converse with you is to speak with ShakespeareYour mind is brilliant without compareWhen you talk of

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1086640321249356422004-06-07T16:31:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:45:26.246-04:00Disillusioned

I enter the forest of mythical beautyto find my face erased in eventideMorphine dreams surround me slowlymy heart grows iced, frozen in time.I hear your blinded eyes of ignoranceit drowns in champagne wishesI melt into the backdropWhen I flee your drunken kisses.The fairy in my dreamslooks strangely warped as she steps into realityHer gossamer wings, fishnet stockingsHer sweet voice, the jingling

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1086640281935970002004-06-07T16:30:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:45:51.490-04:00Daddy’s little girl

Do you remember, Daddy?When I used to dance on your toesDo you remember, DaddyWhen you said I had your noseWhat has suddenly changed, DaddyWhy don’t you love me anymoreWhy must every conversation endWith screams that echo off the floorI did not give you permissionTo transfer the love that is my birthrightTo leave me bereft and faithlessFollowing elusive dreams without your gift of sightWhy do I

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1085611379313341262004-05-26T18:41:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:42:54.518-04:00Hundred Watt Smile

I dreamed if you again last nightThough I never saw your faceI knew what you looked likeYou were walking last nightBut not touching the groundYour arms outstretched to meI ran to youBut I couldn't get inInstead I felt pain overwhelmingI dropped down to my kneesIn front of youBut you smiled and opened your arms widerI could feel your warmthBut I couldn't get inI couldn't get upMy knees fastened to

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1085611253470801102004-05-26T18:40:00.000-04:002007-02-06T12:46:31.574-04:00My love

Your eyesthey would have been large my loveFilled with laughterand sincerityYour smileIt would have been wide my loveso perfect,so beautifulJust like you would have beenYour handsThey would have been soft my loveGentle enough to wipe a tearbut strong enough to stand up for yourselfYour heartIt would have been pure my loveSo understandingSo breakableBut I’d protect you with all of my beingYour

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1085611187944021412004-05-26T18:38:00.001-04:002007-02-06T12:47:45.343-04:00Masquerade

How do you hide the secretsBehind your eyesI’d like to knowwhat it’s like to look emotionlesswhy do you steel yourselfagainst the tideI need to knowFor the end is nighhow can you sleepEach dreamless nightwithout turningWondering why your mind is blankFeeling tears rush down your cheeksfor no reason at allHow do you turn a blinded eyeto the faces that taunt you with their smilesWhen your own is

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1085611105924834022004-05-26T18:38:00.000-04:002004-05-26T18:51:35.923-04:00

Corporate Earth I hate this world of compromise Where everything worth a dollar Where everyones for sale But no one gives a damn I loathe this place of superficial smiles Where connections get you everything Where life is made of diamond rings And everyones in style I despise the heart of slimy things Where money rules everyone Where all things have price Where currency is king I hate the

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1085611069543360932004-05-26T18:37:00.000-04:002004-05-26T18:37:49.543-04:00

Not really I had a dream last night That I was stuck in a world Of foreboding stares Where everyone cares But none at all Not really. I had a dream last night That I had a thousand new friends Armed with autograph pens Who all loved me But not at all Not Really. I lived a scene last night In the realm of the subconscious A world too full of conscience That knew good from bad But not quite Not

Solacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477088331432449758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847185.post-1085611004941337222004-05-26T18:34:00.000-04:002004-05-26T18:36:44.940-04:00

Illusion You lied to me when you said you couldn’t be seen when you said you weren’t real You lied You lied to me When you said there was nothing more to you Than magician’s tools You lied blatantly You made me think that you weren’t what you truly are So beautiful so lovely So addictive You lied to me And made me think I was safe that I wouldn’t be awed by you intelligence That I couldn’t

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I’m young yet.... In my lifelong search for love I have found it elusive and unwilling to be found much to my dismay It took me years before I could say I’m young yet I’m young yet Sixteen, fresh faced and doe-eyed Yearning to experience the world of love A first kiss, my first embrace And then the sting of heartbreak’s taste I am fazed but ever hopeful ‘Cause I’m young yet I’m young

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Lace Caught in the delicate web of deception It binds me like metal cords around my wrists Danger resolute, resounding in my head And my hands ball into fists It is futile to fight against being caught in a lie But I can’t go down without attempting to try It has wound around my mind like spider’s lace My thoughts like the trapped fly my face stuck in grimace. Bound and gagged unable to

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Phobia I am afraid of the ominous I anticipate like a plague I cower from the dangerous My broken life was remade I step away from the terrible I avoid its destruction I cannot bear to be struck down again I cannot breathe its polluted airs I cannot live these tumultuous fears I cannot go down that crooked road again Save me from repair again Protect me from the stares again I cannot bear the

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Rhapsody How difficult it is to deny love that's inscribed in sheer permanence How painful to pry you arms from a child who is starved for your affection How easy to die one step at a time preserving what is left of ignorance How easy to cry for those left behind and curse the culprit no matter how justified the action How easliy disturbed those three faithful words that mean the world to

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Tragic little love song Her leg dangles over the boat's edge As she dreams of her heart's captor Her eyes are starry with thoughts of her silent rapture Broad shouldered and passionate he rises from the water with an etherreal glow Euphoria flows over her now Though stony her face never letting her feelings show Suddenly he appears before her her heart pounds with enamoured glee but it's as

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Stare My insides twist into something unrecogniseable Contorting to adapt to ill news Watery regrets flow dry from my eyes Faced with the reality of having to choose Simplicity evades me When I grasp for it's comforting hand Alone in the depths I stand Struggling against deception's cunning quicksand Your betrayed look scathes me I cannot bear your honest intensity I look away and hide my face

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Verbal Suicide Waiting and brewing in the angst I feel growing within me Like a babe to be birthed froma rapist's seed insignificant details plowing through me As i plan to end my life with narcissistic greed Only the courageous dare to endure the pain that awaits them Do you even care that i am so afraid? Do you even notice the demons that surround me? You, with the wild spirit that can't be

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Rambling I don't know what or how to feel anymore i am lost in a pit of fickleness I am drowning in a pool of uncertainty A certain mind is lost to me Tumultuous feelings erupt inside I've laughed som much until I cried I've cried so long I must have died I am dead to the world i see only you You are my peace You are my prize you are the one true apple of my eyes Though I must let you go Of

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I am Through I am through Bowing to your ignorance Bracing against your contempt that's always scathing me I am through Nursing those scars to my pride Covering my anger letting it all course inside I am through pleading for an ear Hoping to communicate with those who do not care I refuse to spend my life on my knees breaking my spirit so that yours I can appease I still feel the sting of

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Not quite There's still a little bit of your soul surrounding you There's still a little bit of your ghost that's haunting me Never quite free of you when i need to shed your influence Never quite loud enough to block out your still silence I'm never quite lost when your still in the background i'm never quite alone when I can hear your heart pound I'm never quite near you even though your so

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Gossamer Wings I'm afraid to touch you For fear of breaking your delicate heart I don't want to mix your sweet With my unpleasant tart I don't want to bruise your sensitive skin I couldn't bear to fracture your gossamer wings I couldn't contaminate your eyes with sacrilegious scenes I couldn't pollute you by exposing where my wickedness teems I couldn't corrupt your innocent mind With

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Inarticulate My eloquence is restricted by a lack of words Unable to describe the way i feel inside Cannot put out What I'm truly about Because words warp my speech My tongue is caught by this feline vocabulary Not able to locate The exact sentiment In a dictionary Without speech i'm fine But then there comes a time When silence is lost in stupidity. Boundless I'd love to be Without the

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Life Support I'm slipping away from you Your grip is slowly growing weak I'm fading faster than i thought It's only your face i seek This pain at my side Just makes things worse More heated, Swiftly Agitated Reverberated, Alone. The Rain is falling Harder The thunder growing louder The Lightning flashing quicker And i'm running alone in the dark without a..... Hope, for a brighter tomorrow

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My Battle With Modesty Esrtranged from my well being Feeling out of place in my own mind Clinging to a false sense of belonging I had in my intellectual Prime Emotions cascade in a river of guilt Flowing through pangs of regret and self pity So close yet so far To my worst nightmare of Anonymity Strange are senses of fortitude And strength when I feel so helpless Standing on my own two feet

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You You confuse me Beyond my wildest dreams Because you're so fickle You never are what you seem You intrigue me You're like a drug I never knew I've become addiced to you because I know I can't control you You inspire me To be more and always true I've become a woman And it's all because of you You intoxicate me Your kisses are like the finest wine One sip is never enough And you lose all

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Heart Paper heart why do you torment me so Why are you so fragile and never go with the flow Why are you so breakable Have you no pride Why do you succumb to This yearning inside Fickle Heart why do you betray me so why do u follow foolish whims with the little you know Stubborn heart Why do you never obey my head why do your words tumble freely then leave me to regret what was said Naive

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Before you I wasn't Before you I wasn't What life could call real Before you I wasn't Nothing more than a dream The sun existed in the sky, Without me, because I didn't Beforre you i wasn't And life goes on ... but it shouldn't Symmetrical in nature I'm a copy of your affection Your lack of restriction Cocooned me in absolute protection Come back to me my awesome creator Before you i wasn't

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Eccentric Violins euphoniously assemble in the background PLaying a mystic and heated tune It's too late to go back now Magic spurs life on too soon Moving quickly and effortlessly I am confused by this morning's light Strangest sun I've seen in years Today's just seems a little bright Silence conflicts with its thumping sound That grows louder and heavier every second My heart grows weary of

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Mine Sincerly this is a letter to anyone who cares I'm reaching out to you to discover you not there bringing life to dormant fear Awakening the little girl within She's breaking through the surface Making me vulnerable Longing for that postponed tryst How sweet of you to prettify the pestilence that exists always To immortalize the silence To make immaculate the pessimism nowadays I have only

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Cryptic My life is so painfully redundant Linking a chain that never ends my days are so senslessly rhetorical Stuck in a routine that never bends My experiences so ultimately overdone I never seem to learn from my mistakes Always unchanged, never different Soon to fade to black, my face erased Disturbed by ennui Insatiable for more than this Intoxicated by the thought of constant change

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HOURGLASS I stand stagnant Sinking in the sands of time Helplessly watching eras go by Hoping for life I would someday find We are the feared We are the misunderstood Our voices ring with Celtic beauty But we sing more than we should. My life is a vulnerable one It pains for recogniton Life's simple joys no longer satisfy New experiences, a growing addiction My mind screams with muted

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TODAY IS MY BESTEST BUDDIES B'DAY!!! TISHA!! UR 19 TODAY GRRRLLL!!! LIVE LONG AND BE MERRY! GO DRINK AN ILLEGAL ONE FOR ME..(DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME KIDDIES) LOVE YA KIDDO!!

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Volcano by damien rice ( this is my favorite song right now) Don't hold yourself like that You'll hurt your knees I kissed your mouth and back But that's all I need Don't build your world around volcanoes melt you down What I am to you is not real What I am to you you do not need What I am to you is not what you mean to me You give me miles and miles of mountains And I'll ask for the

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Truth living things worsen in the light of day hatred and envy thrive always corruption finds a way into the hearts of men senseless spirit of imfamy stands defenceless before its grave when holy angels accompany the mighty swords of love In deviously calculated conpiracies formulated by sinful thoughts so many damn intricacies brought about by slander gossip mills churn as they spout their

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Some Days Some days it feels like My tears will waste me away Into a pool of nothingness Bleak and nondescript Like my soon to be black heart Some days it feels like I will burst at the seams With the joy I have Bubbling inside of me Effervescent and free Some days it feels like Nothing at all Stagnant and bland Numb and Emotionless Mush like a puppet without string Some

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Reverb Echoes are now eloquent In my head they're so loud The pain consumes me Can't afford to be proud Conscience pulling and pushing Unaware of direction I'm not sure what to do So i live in discretion The reverb is continuous As unending as infinity Insanity threatens to break free I can no longer be contained in me Everyday occurances Drive me mad with unwon victory Oh god, how long will

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The sign that wasn't there I asked God today For a sign An anonymous omen That we were meant to be That's when I realised Just how pathetic one could be I shall live long And i will be happy even though we aren't written in the stars I mean, we're so different So estranged like Venus is to Mars I asked God today I asked him for a sign And I wished and hoped That that sign I would find But

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To The One I'd give my life for one moment of unspoiled joy I'd give my soul if I could spend it in your arms To the one i adored To the one I could never have To the one If I could freeze the one point in time When I was genuinely happy I'd keep it in my pocket And I could wear a real smile for eternity To the one who could freeze that moment To the one who made me smile To the oneI'll love

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Lapse Heart broken, Left shattered upon the dirt floor Bare and Overexposed Mw heart just lies there Unable to heal Torn apart one too many times Left to rot and Fester with no hope of being buried alive So many questions left unanswered So many answers left unheard So many thoughts I've no control of So many lessons never learned How can I survive this war of emotion Feeling so

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Paper Heart Be kind to my paper heart It is easily torn but never broken And when repaired it's never the same But reveals tape as a token A scar, proof of my ordeal. Don't hold me too tightly to you It's easily crushed But don't push me away 'Cause it'll blow away at the first gust, Of wind, any excuse to leave and i will My paper heart learns quickly As it absorbs the impression

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Never mine I give myself over to the dark of night cold and unforgiving he is As he murders me With incessant dreams of him The one i can never have His onslaught of temptation of hope, weakens me as i wish and pray for something that can never be The one i shall never have Misty kisses and foggy embraces pollute my mind As i twist and turn in slumber Searching for him i cannot

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Numb My emotions have been stunted There's an ebb but no flow to my tears I am numb and motionless Giving rise to the worst of my fears Unsure of the move to make next Thoughts of you resound in my head Have i used up all my feeling? Are they finite and now i'm karmically dead? I am so confused by the way i don't feel I need to let out my nonexistant anger I want to scream out my

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I am named untitled A mirror stands before me I see no reflection I fade into the background Accoustomed to rejection I take it in stride So full of false pride I deal with anonymity I stand before a pool of water I make no waves The water stays still i"m used to no praise Ordinary I am, Normal i'l be I am nothing special, I am nothing to see I am called anonymous I look into

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Naked eye I am naked before you i have exposed all my faults i'm waiting for acceptance that's buried in your thoughts i have given all i can I have stretched to the breaking point I leave it all to you let's hope i don't dissappoint I am open i can be seen by your naked eye i can't hide what i'm feeling although i do try you stand unaffected by all I have revealed you refuse to strip

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