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The time goes down

Cool but cruel is what you are

After three years, everything changed

You came in my lonely days

Love speaks but can fall apart

You say those words so crazy

It becomes very usual

I write these odes so silly

This becomes very casual

No, I can't get mad at you

You make my true self get loose

So, just keep on what you're doing

'Cause baby, you got me trending

All those words you told me

I hear them in my ears

All the things you brought me

They all are written here

Rising like a rocket

Shining like a bright star

Oozing fire like a jet

Popping out of the jar

Oh, baby this feels so good

You got me leading

So, baby please continue 

What you do to me

And if you dare stop

You'll make my heart pop

I may paint  something cruel

After that we'll be cool

People may not understand

What's going on between us

Or why we both take a stand

They don't know what's on our hearts

We have our own worlds

Dreams made true by words

Happy endings and all that

Sometimes, our stories get sad

They might accuse us

Of losing our minds

They cannot blame us

We are our own child

Long live! We will be remembered!

Live free! We will live forever!

Long live! We belong together!

Free will! We are so much brighter!

Words may not come easy

But we will find them our way

They will find them classic

'Cause they'll soon get them our way

Long live! They will remember our lines!

They will remember our words!

Long live! We will be part of their lives!

They will see our own worlds!

I got too excited

Reading what you texted

I loved the way you said it

I loved the way you did it

So, I pulled myself running

Pushed my phone, heard yours ringing

I waited for you to pick it up

I heard how you just shut it up

My friend said I shouldn't give up

Kept trying 'til you picked it up

I was overjoyed

That I'd hear your voice

You said you were so busy

I waited 'til you were free

But the phone call never lasted

That one minute left me haunted

It was the worst one I ever had

It made me not happy but just sad

You could never fool me

The next time you'd ask me

I gave you my time

I thought you'd do the same for me

I thought you'd be mine

I now know the blame is on me

What's this?
I found something amiss.
There's a pencil there,
Just lying on the stair.
Picked it up and what did I find?
A pencil of the same kind
That was a month ago I lost,
And a heartache it did cost.
But here it is, good as new.
Pencil, I'm glad I found you.
If you're the same one,
Guess what! You're home!

THERE ONCE WAS A SEED

PLANTED BY STRANGERS

SO THEY MET

THE FLOWER GROWS

UNTIL IT ROOTS

ITS EARLY LIFE IN SPRING IS ITS MOST RICH

IN THE SUMMER IT DEEPENS

Come Fall It Starts To Fall ILL

It Fights To Stay Strong

But The Strangers No Longer Care

They Want To Plant New Seeds

Of A Different Kind

Or Tend To Flowers From Their Past

As winter begins they think of it now, and again. Remembering pain.

As it progresses it wilts more and more

As it wilts the pain softens.

Beginning to crumble at the touch

until it is no more

nothing but remains

to become a part of the ground

deeper underground

HERE LIES, A FLOWER

WHO WILL RISE AGAIN

BY TWO STRANGERS

         
     Sharmaine Marie
NOV 5 2012 5:17 PM

'Lately, I've been in deep thought. Like the drifting away when someone tells you a story that really doesn't make any sense at all. I've been thinking of all the different ways to express how my thoughts has me numb for I don't feel anything anymore, because what's the use of having any feelings if you can't use them at all?

I spent many nig...hts outside looking up upon the starry nights. Freezing tremendously yet feel that warmth heart-felt feeling inside. I often wondered how I could match many incidents I came across that it played a picture of you in my mind. How such a feeling I continue to have ever since our first conversation that time. How I could feel thoughts just looking deeper in your eyes. How one person could have such a deep emotion yet has to live life as if everything is alright. We kissed one night yet it was only a game. Little did I know that feeling would continue after that night and flow through my veins.

For the nights are my only friends. The time I use to think. The time I use to pray. The time I use to drift my mind off to another place. A place where I imagine things between us. A place where there's no room for tears but layers of love. The comfort of finding that true love. The sense of security of a commitment so strong. The moment we all wish to be part of. I held you tight in my arms I whisper nothing but true affection. But I also feared an upcoming rejection. You see in my deep thoughts I could placed the missing puzzle. I could make it through any maze. I could win any race. I could give you the world and see your beautiful face every day.

In this place of deep thought there is no wrong just comfort of two individuals in love. I fall deeper each time I drift off into this world but it's the only place I could call you my world. But as reality sets in. Like someone waking you up in the middle of having that real good dream. I look around and know that as much as I want you. I know that possibility of having you will exist within only a dream and live as a painful feeling in reality. So when I say let me take you out some place. I don't mean that fancy restaurant or to see a romantic movie. Let me take you to that place where ecstasy is more than an expression it's an environment where people could truly be themselves and not fear any rejections or be ashamed of their reflection.

It's a place where I always drift off. When the world could be so cruel I go there to ease my thoughts and think of life. Feel happier more than any paradise. A place like within your heart. Where only pure innocents exists. Where only unconditional love lives. A place where I wish you and I could live.'

TO BE CONTINUED.....

There is a girl with cuts on her wrist,
with dying at the top of her list.
She closes her eyes and counts to ten,
she's ready to try this all again.
She grips the blade a little tighter,
tried so hard to be a fighter.
The world she knows starts to fade away,
she's happy she doesn't have to stay.
Slowly everything fades to black,
a smile on her face because she knows she's not coming back.

Bitter taste
In my mouth,
A knot in my Stomach
And throat
Sitting in my room
Alone.
I keep my breathing even,
And I don't make a sound,
Yet no matter how hard I try
The tears keep coming down.