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Cordis Somnium*Fall past the asphalt
Thro’ the honey bee scene
Dip thy feet within
Naides’ yielding stream.

Thine arms splayed toward Hyades
A grey morn consumes the sun
Rain brings silk to the heat fraught meadow;
For time to touch thy form, it must run.

And thine hair was a mess after the rain.
“Will you ask it of me soon?”
Before the world is found to be concrete and sprinkled streets
“Before my qualms on leaving find the noon?”

The sharp cry of the meandering city
Thrives on slapdash letters, in cheap, restless dives
Therein reside, the silent concerto of our drifting
Where individual voices drown, and no love

I aint made of paintI aint made of paint.

I'm made of concrete.

Your the one who kicked me off my feet.

Look past the picture.
Look past the scriptures.
Look closer, look deeper.

How bout
for once, you be the brush

How bout
for once, you shut up and hush.

You the mortal and pestle,
my spirits you crushed.

Into fine grain, into fine dust.

Your form the colors!
You sculpt the bust!

I aint made of paint

I aint acrylics.
I aint oils.
I aint water color.

We are no art scholars.

But,
listen good.
Listen close.

Next time you don't like, when i'm feeling blue.

I refuse, to paint a picture for you.

Slow and SteadyCrowds of people rush around,
their steaming coffee in one hand and phone in the other,
while they juggle their problems and all of their emotions
and claim that everyone around them is a bother.
Caught in such a frenzy, they push their way
through the slow and steady that block their path,
for they're already running far too late
to even consider slowing down or turning back.
Where they are trying to go, I haven't the slightest idea,
but even if I asked, they'd surely be far too preoccupied
ignoring everything else as they sip their cold coffee
and stare at their phone, wondering how the battery already died.

Red-Eyed EgoOn a dying tree, in a forest of lush,
sat a lone crow, whose red eyes
scanned every stone, branch and bush
in that vast land.
The wind picked up, carrying the leaves
that had fallen from that tree,
which the crow strongly believed
was her only home.
It needed not a single leaf, nor
a shred of life, for all it needed
was to stand, to help the crow explore
and see everything that surrounded her.
She required no love, nor a single friend,
so long as her tree stood tall
in that forest, until the end -
all she wanted was the sight.
With her piercing eyes, that crow saw
everything that could be seen -
she saw every virtue and every flaw
that exist

Shut inDon’t mock me, or block me
from taking my stance;
A pity, the city
is caught in a trance.

If only the lonely--
the rich and the poor,
Admit it, we did it!
By shutting our door.

I’d doubt it, without it,
We’d crumble in ruin;
Still, steady, already
forgot what we’re doin’,

We chide the society
for shutting us in--
When really, the “silly”
was us to begin.

time to grow uplife feels personal but it's not
woes befall by scattershot
what's happening now has happened before
what does not pertain we learn to ignore

you pray for a break you want a promise
it is what it is there is no justice

llp - dA - may2013

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?

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

Sins of the FleshThey're gazing in their mirror eyes
Full of loving longing and filthy longing
And moist-meat sounds that turn
My stomach at the thinking of.
They rut, my friends, and damn themselves.
I envy the damned, their ignorance.
Their love looks like lust to loveless eyes.

And as such, I can see them rutting
Whenever I close my eyes
And the thought itself disgusts me.
And in the ending of their tryst
They pool together into one.

They strut and rut in the streets
That burn in lust beneath my eyes.
Would that a tide would wash away
Oh that a tide of fire would burn away
And cleanse this world of its filth!

Yet one day, in a possible future,
I may be

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...

Paint the Worlddon't plant your soul deep underground,
only your fears will sprout.
let it soar in the blue sky high,
let it turn you inside-out.

seed the clouds grey and white,
and the colors will rain on down.
dip your brush in puddles wide,
or dance is your drab gown.

DeconstructionTheir 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 drugs 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'd known what they know now
might it change their wicked deeds?

Chasing hidden light

Water rolls off of pristine petals
Far beyond the beauty of moist metals

The organic life fighting for the outside
Wanting a life the cage seems to hide

Customary blooms of a sacred nature
Alloy of a colder nomenclature

But beauty always finds a way
No matter the sunlight given through the day

To brake the bonds of a confined space
A battle so many in life have faced

Yet like a broke heart that only wants to decay
The side of the fence has a better light….and I want her to stay.

Awake in my ExistenceLive through others in your proxy
You challenge existence without noises
The only thing you cannot fathom
Is the wakening of your boredom

Awake a life full of illusions
Crave for another lost sweet union
On a realm of cruel destruction
You whisper words of guilt and nonreaction

The frame of death float on your life
Not another hope for the lost souls
Desire, joy in your cortex will subscribe
Stand up choices who belong mentally yours.

InsaneA ring to drive me less insane
Then my essence now so profane
To hide from sight
The noxious blight
Of darkness deep inside my brain.

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Fade AwayOut of my mind, out of the thoughts
The fears, the anguish
That I had
Into nothingness, a litany
Of regrets
Don’t look away
I’m not a fly
You can’t simply wave
And send me the other way
Why don’t you kick me
And walk over me, as I lie here

A broken toy, left in the corner of your room
Gathering dust, the chipped paint
Withering slowly away
I fall apart
Expecting the inevitable doom
Pick up my pieces, throw me
Into the dustbin
Of your heart
Flush me down
The collective drain
And vacuum my remains

Cremate and scatter me in the field
Ponder the dust for a while
Then walk away
Like you got tired
Of

Lie To MeLie to me, like you always do
Pass off your prevarication
As the holiest of truths
Lie to me, like I couldn’t see
The mendacity in your eyes
Staring back at me

Let’s sit down and talk for a bit
Don’t rush off and leave me here
Thought in vain you were sincere
That your words meant something more
Used, discarded like a whore

Lie to me, like there’s no tomorrow
I need to hear it
To soothe the sorrow
Lie to me, like I wouldn’t seethe
The lies you spew
I need them to breathe

The vitriol oozing out of your mouth
I want to absorb it
I need to hoard it
I want to see inside you
To understand what blinds y

The LightYou are the pin in my eye
You are my conscience
You’re my scar
It’s your reflection that I see
Your wicked aura’s blinding me
You are distorting my reality

You are the needle in my vein
You are the high I can’t sustain
You are the shadow beneath my feet
Your breath on my back
Is choking me
Blinded by you yet I can see
This isn’t how it’s meant to be

Running away but standing still
Chained to the ground, I have no will
Above the sky floating afar
Below the ground tearing apart
Buried alive and dead inside
This is my mind
This is my life

Don’t look around you know I’m there
I’ll

InsanityI am
Running mad
Scaling walls
Flat on my back
Deep
Deep inside
In my thoughts
It resides

Like a cancer
It devours
Bleeding me dry
Overpowers
Feeling queasy
Feeling down
I’m so tired
Where’s my mind

Sleeping
It awaits
For another prey
For another day
Maybe I am free
Just as well
It won’t let me be
A cold day in hell

I see faces
I see smiles
I hear laughter
All around
In the spotlight
On the stage
Forget my lines
Stumble away

Watch me
As I fall
Entertainment
One big show
Point and laugh
Or weep and cry
Your hypocrisy
Can’t be denied

Bound and gagged
I’m in chains
Freedom an ill

GoneThe rain keeps falling
On the soil
His life is standing still
Stood there for hours
As nights turned to days
But there was nothing
He could do
She was gone
Never felt so alone
Until this time

Anger and frustration
Fill his days
Gestures to the sky
But there's no reply
No explanation
Why things turned out this way
No hope, the blood runs cold
Deep in his veins
No future, no salvation
Just despair and contestation

And he will never understand
And it won't pass
Why she was taken away
Before her time
And all the sacrifice in vain
Nothing in his life but pain
And it's unfair
And it's so cruel
That he never had a chanc

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Teddy Bear

by ~n-g-e, Aug 7, 2007, 2:21:03 AM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Traditional Fixed Forms

You used to hold me tight
In your embrace I’d fall asleep
Every single night
Absorbing moisture when you’d weep
Precious little teddy bear
In its fluffy cuddly flair

We used to go on walks
Gripping tightly to your back
We had long, involving talks
You’d take me off the beaten track
I was privy to your dreams
Little tearing at my seams

Then one day, you left me alone
And I had to sleep on the floor
I was thrown off my throne
You didn’t need me anymore
You’ve grown so beautiful and strong
And in your life I no longer belong

I watched you talk on the phone
And as you brushed your hair
Fearing the unknown
Your forsaken teddy bear
Covered with dust
Thrown out with disgust

Deprived of all that’s true
I cry my crystal tears
No one to cuddle to
Facing all my fears
Out on a garbage heap
Embracing eternal sleep

Teddy Bearby ~n-g-e

Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Traditional Fixed Forms

©2007-2013 ~n-g-e

It's kind of unfinished, but I don't think I would come back to this one, so I'm posting it as is.

~Pyrox666xPheebs Aug 25, 2007

*huggles teddy bear* I wont leave you

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~canticum Aug 10, 2007 Hobbyist Writer

reminds me of the velveteen rabbit, without all the happy bit at the end.
anyway, I think it's good! as usual

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~n-g-e Aug 11, 2007

I don't care much for happy endings, I find them rather unrealistic as opposed to the sad conclusions. Life usually prefers the latter.

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~canticum Aug 12, 2007 Hobbyist Writer

yeah, that's true, unfourtunatly.. the ending of the Velveteen rabit always seemed rather stupid to me.

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~Tar1988 Aug 7, 2007

I completely agree with RMRippers on this one.

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~n-g-e Aug 7, 2007

Thanks

I'll try to write something happy and optimistic for my next piece. There's just way too much sadness in my poems lately

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~Tar1988 Aug 7, 2007

I've got no problems with that, I kinda like tragedy

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~RMRippers Aug 7, 2007

awwwwwww thats so sad !

love it very much, made me all

but

cos its good

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~n-g-e Aug 7, 2007

Yeah, it was meant to be sad... Thanks mate

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`MagicalJoey Aug 7, 2007 Writer

It doesn't seem unfinished, it is kind of just right as is.
It's sad, but I do like it.

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