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Their lives were built on lies
their bliss just a facade
for twenty years plus five
they'd vowed before their God
to live and love and laugh
and build forevermore
they hired a household staff
had friends and wealth galore
but life behind the scenes
was filled with booze and sex
he said "it's in the genes"
she said "it's just complex"
the children shook their heads
now grown and on their own
from the time they were kids
ashamed of what was sown

To deconstruct a vow
is treachery indeed
if they had known what they know now
might it have changed their wicked deeds?

What IfYou try to mold me into whatever you desire
But what if I don't want to be like you?
What if I want to be my own person?
What if I want to make my own choices
And not be spoon-fed like a newborn?
I want to be my own person,
But you take me like batter and try to turn me into what you want
Not what I want to do in life,
What I want to accomplish
You call me weak
You say I'll never survive in the 'real' world

But what if I want to go my own way?
You call me a baby
Just an infant
Who wouldn't last
But I'm ready now, and it's my life
Not yours
You say you're there to guide me
But you're getting in my way
Of living my life
My way

An Elegy to the ObjectRest your grey swans, your winter is over;
Their songs delight the fruitless heath.
Alas! The country wizened drover
Grants his good wife your dying wreath.

And all things bear my homespun sheath
In which you sleep as you depart,
And all I have I did bequeath
To you: the object of my art.

Yet, still your rotting soul does impart
A whisper through the bolted casements in me,
And I for one, must have a cold, cold heart
To beleive you lived for my elegy.

The Scarlet of ValorWere we brought forth to be monsters,
Instruments made for channeling deceit?
Where rancor’s lies and hatred feed us,
And another’s misery is our peace?

Just whose shoulders do we stand for?
On this clever grueling affair?
Or do we go and purge on blindly,
Like fish swimming in air?

If its strength we wish to have proven,
Then far too long it has been done.
Done with ways much too impeccable,
Pushing humanity into the slum.

But a commodity without fulfillment,
Will take those without a price.
What we protect goes on to crumble,
But we’re all deaf to our own cries.

Thus from a pain was borne much more,
Like a rained on se

this world will offer...this world will offer a tie for my trust
but no government can raise life from the dust

so i got to remember the truth that resides
when ile follow my heart instead of the lies

that everyones spewd whether like it or not
who knows wut is best in a place that will rot?

so just smile and think 'wut a fool is that guy'
hes not going to college he'll be shoed as a fly

and tho i may not be on record or known
we'll all be remembered for wut we have sown

not wut we have reaped or wut we may claim
achievements or 'honors' as fame is a game

and 'trusty' employers will say they know why
and demanding u orders to follow, or 'bye'

but i got to ask

Depression's DuelA girl alone, cold and wallowing in the fragments of her soul.
Two beings, Life and Death are locked in mortal combat.
Death strikes first with a furious vengeance.

Death

In her life there is so much strife
Over such trivial matters that mortals fight over
Money, power, looks and lovers
No one cares to give her a fair chance
In death there is a release
Eternal slumber and peace
The world is cruel, just like the gruel she forces herself to eat in defeat

Life

Yes, in your life there are quarrels
and people choose possessions over you.
But remember your little sister who looks up to you.
Your mother who held you through your child hood.
The

No longer warmMy eyes are warm
My heart is cold
You never know
Your grin grows old

You laugh at me
I’m always wrong
Your great friendship
Didn’t last long

I’m your friend
But you’re not mine
My hug is cold
You’ve crossed the line

I no longer want
To be your friend
Face it now
This has to end

How to Know You're Living Rightif today was your last day,
and tomorrow was too late...

if the devil came and knocked on my door,
said, "You'll be given scant hours more."
I'd pack no bags, just jot a note:
"It's been fun, more than I'd hoped,"
and let it flutter to the floor.

if plans you make for your last day,
things you'd want to try and play;
if special times you wish you would,
you're not living as you should...
it doesn't matter anyway.

when the devil comes and knocks on my head,
"This day is your last," he said;
"Keep the change, let's move on out:
last day's ain't what life's about."
I'll race him to his vessel instead.

could you say goodbye to yesterday?

Something To Believe In...My heart, a field of wildflowers,
Your love can make them bloom.
Fill my head with diamond showers,
And thoughts of golden noons.
Rays of whimsy find your smile,
They dance across your face.
Electric light behind your eyes,
White heat in your embrace.
Smolders linger where you touch,
Refusing to consume.
Tantalizingly preventing
Pleasures known too soon.
Amber soulfire flickers densely
Inside our misted shade.
While heavenly once was our intention,
To desires we abade.
A penny for your thoughts, my dear
Or maybe two, or three,
Surely all the riches I hold
For what you think of me...

Reinhard's CrimeThe blonde man sits serene
In his easy rocking chair
Eyes fixed on a manic, far future.

A collar creaseless and hangman high
Under an adler nose and bright blue eyes
A handsome face o'er a madman's frame.

Swords swing and sing
In a morning full of futures
Each one monstrous and grand.

The screams in Bohemia
Echo around a dead village
That not even maps acknowledge.

ShadeThe bird spreads its wings
Without hesitation
Without reserve it sings

Towards the sun it soars
Casting its own silhouette
So grand and to my eyes it roars

I am only a shadow in the shade
Here I exist and blend so perfectly into the world
Wonders of the man-made

Artificial hearts that save lives
Or do they only prolong suffering
Fear of death like dull knives

So I step into the light
And in the blinding moment
I finally regain my sight

CagedLike a lion behind the bars of a cage
My longing for more fills my heart with rage
This rage build and later I realize
Their is nothing I can do to make it subside
My heart wishes for something more
But my spirits trapped behind a cell door
I don't know who has the key
To open these walls and set me free

My eyes miss the wild
The thrill of the hunt
The wonder of a child
My mind being absent
All the while I sit and I stay
Moments fly by as life slips away

What more can I do to feel that freedom again
What more can I say when I don't understand
Where is it that I am meant to be?
Because I know this caged beast is no longer me

what will come tomorrowA darkness is stirring
Inside of me
I struggle from it
But I cant break free
Horrors are abundantly
I lose all I ever held dear
Fading from this world that grows
As my mind wanders with shadows
Peace is something foreign to me
A life of hardships is what I lead
I never seem to be enough
Who thought love would be so tough

Broken mirrors and picture frames
Somehow it is all I blame
I know that something more is left
Other than a quiet death
A surrender, A return to sender
I've been on a bender
And I cant seem to stop these tears
From ringing every fear I have
Bringing it to light and then
Making them my only friend
Braking what little I love

My Own DrummerI march to the beat of my own drummer
Which only I can hear
To you it sounds like MADNESS
But its music to my ears

Oh that slow and steady beat that rules your life
Makes me want to SCREAM
While my crashing clashing beat
Plays in my fondest dreams

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The Last RegretThis is the last kiss
Something you’ll miss
The last embrace
Won’t see my face
Smiling at you
Ever again
Standing out here
Soaking in rain

This is the last poem
I’ll write for you
This is the last serenade
Can’t sing
I’m through
Look up to the sky
Close your eyes
This is
The last goodbye

This is the last time
I’ll bow to your wishes
I can’t pretend
And stick by your side
Living a lie
Ain’t much fun
I’ve been long gone
Just still around

This is the last embrace
Savour it if you will
This is
The last few minutes
Till I’m outta here
This is the last apology
I’l

Cut ShortI heard
The shot ringing out
I heard
The bullet fly past my head
I heard
The shot ringing out again
I felt
The cold metal burrowing through my body

What have I ever done to you
We’ve never met
Never seen each other
Were you angry on that day
That you had to shoot someone
In the back?
Did you feel powerful
Seeing everyone running from you
Or were you just a solitary
Misguided soul, yearning for compassion
And understanding?

I felt
The blood flowing down my chest
I felt
Death’s cold embrace
I felt
The numbness overpowering me
I heard
The screams of those running away

I’ve forgiven you
Though the wor

RetrospectTell me please, why I’m waiting here
Raindrops fall, and you disappear
I gave you, everything I had
You left me
Alone and barking mad

Tell me please, was it something that I have said
Maybe something may have been misread
I can’t understand if silence is all I get
Incomprehensibly excluded
Emotionally in debt

Tell me please, should I go and bang on your door
Will you pick me up off the floor
Offer your hand just this one last time
Or just turn around
Leave me covered with slime

Tell me please, why my phone no longer rings
Why have you clipped both of my wings
Couldn’t handle me soaring above
Crashed to the gro

PoliticianI’m conceited, I’m a liar
I’ll teach your kids
How to play with fire
Vote for me,
I’ll make it worth your while
I’ll suck your cock
And then kiss your child

Look at me, on the idiot box I smile
I’ll shake your hand,
Then I’ll fuck your wife
I’ll balance the budget
And free the slaves
Legalise weed
And flip-flop on foreign trade

Gun control, I abhor
I’ll bring in gay marriage
Through the back door
Sacrifice a lamb
At an altar of your choosing
I’ll ban abortion
But only if it’s amusing

I’ll donate money
To a worthy cause
From the bribes I’ll pocket
For bein

The Long Road HomeTracing your reflection in the sand
Playing with your hair in my mind
Faint reminders here and there
I smell your perfume in the morning breeze
The colour of your eyes in the sapphire waves
Strawberry lips in a salad of dreams

Your name echoes in the wind
The clouds take the shape of the days we shared
Smoke from the cigarette shoots straight up
Velvety in its texture, like your skin
Peaches and cream like your fingertips
Rubbing gently on my back

Everything here reminds me of you
Saturated and overflowing with memories
Juicy and ripe for the picking
Swaying in the wind like mountain flowers
Eerie in their beauty and tranquill

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Broken Dream

by ~n-g-e, Aug 28, 2007, 3:52:32 AM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Traditional Fixed Forms

Sitting here, alone
Watching the clock tick
The minutes turn to hours
Hours turn to days
And I dream of the day
When I can run away
Just let go and play
But I can’t wander astray

I have to soldier on
Slave to my ambition
I’m always in control
Politically correct
I’ll suck it and I’ll smile
I’ll swallow it all
Your grief, anger, desires
I’ll take it all inside

Solutions to your problems
I’ll drop everything and solve them
My life is insignificant
Contrasted with your madness
And it’s never ending
Always nerve wrecking
You’re breaking my back
Can’t you hear it crack

No emotions, no tranquility
I’m losing my ability
To feel and think for myself
Everything handed down
On a silver plate
No room for doubt
Indecisions abound
Nothingness profound

But it’s alright, just smile
And wave them on by
So what that I will snap
And everything will collapse
In the grand scheme of things
It’s just another dream
Broken, desolate, in vain
Flushed down the collective drain

Broken Dreamby ~n-g-e

Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Traditional Fixed Forms

Another older poem. This came about as a fusion of two separate poems, neither of which I had been able to finish at the time. It's a mix between my then state of mind as to what it is that I am doing with my life and the frustration with a person I had met after my previous relationship ended.

~Pyrox666xPheebs Sep 11, 2007

This is beautifully deep

i adore it as always

~n-g-e Sep 12, 2007

Thank you very much

~canticum Sep 2, 2007 Hobbyist Writer

Wow, I know that feeling..
Sorta creepy, actually. But I like the poem!

~n-g-e Sep 4, 2007

Thanks

~pathunknown Aug 31, 2007

Awesome work

-Kai

~n-g-e Aug 31, 2007

Thank you, kind sir

There's plenty more not so awesome poems in my gallery *wink wink* *nudge nudge*

~pathunknown Aug 31, 2007

Haha, okay. I'll take a look.

Just got back home from work.

*Black-Roses-Fall Aug 29, 2007 Hobbyist Writer

First and last stanzas win. Just win.

~n-g-e Aug 29, 2007

Woohoo! 2/5ths of a poem FTW!

On a serious note, thank you

*Black-Roses-Fall Aug 29, 2007 Hobbyist Writer

Two fifths of an awsome poem.. one whole poem

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