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Thanks for stopping by my poetry section. I hope you like the poems I have posted. Some of them have been published so plagerizers beware. Please give me any feedback, I like to know what people think of my work. Just e-mail me ok?
And so on with my work!
Like Catching Wind in a Bottle
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Time and Dimension have no meaning here
For in this heaven they cease to exist
It's been that way ever since my goddess appeared
Since she was my very first love and kiss
With Powers of Magic and Dreams and Thoughts
Those were the things that lasted I say
Not like the gifts in stores from which fools bought
Her power of imagination clever
Her magic derived from her aging soul
Her dreams a never stopping forever
But to keep her pure there is a great toll
She a prize of desire can't be kept
Because containing her is what she can't accept
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Mrs Kyoko
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Mrs. Kyoko goes to sit on the cliff
So that she will watch again the phoenixes lift
With the hope that this is the day
Where her soul will be taken away
Taken away on wings of fire
Taken away for her body's retire
So that her love from her ancient past
Will never be lonely at last
She calls to these majestic creatures once a night
“Please take me! Take me into the light!”
but her cries fall upon deaf ears
and all she has left are her tears
these birds of flame are her passage they know
but it is not there say to when she will go
For before she can leave her body bound to the earth
She must stop wishing for death and give a birth
A birth to a boy whose name will be peter
Who in her last days will house her and keep her
So that her soul can be forever set free
And she will have been what her star in the sky destined her to be
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I Love you is just a phrase
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Love is something people say
but some do not know their meaning
for love is something never broken even when both bodies do rot and decay
Unfortunately due to outside though
we mortals are confused
for the meaning of ones love
is of a magnitude so huge
Love has many sides
which people choose to ignore
they try to focus on only the good sides
and not the divorce court lawyer at the door
Most people have heavy known
the real concepts of which they declare
for saying that you love someone
includes separate people who group into a pair
of course in grouping things are lost and found
But people just don't get it
for love is there even if only on is in the ground
for love is like a delicate ribbon
which can be broken with a sin
For love is something that people say
not just something that can be broken when the pairs years toll ten
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Haiku's:
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Fires of judgment
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The fire burns now
Through fire justice is served
Man's understanding
The Warning of Nature
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Autumn is here now
Colors and changes prepare
Learn from this season
Nothing is as it seems
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Water is now calm
It can come to an unrest
Unpredictable
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Trivial Love
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Love is such a trivial thing
And to most I've stated this they have agreed
For love is so complicated to the simple mind
That finding true love takes time after time
And so most must try and fail
To see their true wife in her veil
For this is how our minds work
Not catching the one slight quark
For no mind will ever choose
A brides more appropriate groom.
It is so odd that we do miss
Which is all told from a kiss
It is the heart that will tell
Which soul is theirs from which true romance bells
Ringing loud and ringing clear
Shattering the impurities that stand near
And for that moment there
True romance is in the air
And so my friend you can see
True love is not such a Trivial thing
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Her
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Her eyes are as graceful as the stilled pond she sits by everyday
Her voice is as gentle and charming as the breeze on a calm clear day
Her thoughts act as if they are collected from philosophers around the world
Her soul id as kind and forgiving with a mother-like understanding towards all
Her hair is as soft and beautiful as Chinese silk
Her senses are as acute as that of a doe protecting her young
Her name as soft as rose petals
Her hands smooth and gentle as an undisturbed pool lying in the forest
Her, this woman is the one who I will truly love and cherish as I absorb all her features
Memorizing them time and time again.
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A Dark Rebirth
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[pic coming soon]
My body sinks down into the dark water
Slowly falling deeper and deeper
Finally I am there
Reaching the bottom
My hands clawing the ground
I wait
Till the moment arrives
My breath shortens
I ascend
My body comes into contact with the fresh air
My lungs once again breathing in new life
I am reborn.
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Lacking of a spotlight
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Is this where I am forever kept?
Beyond the people in the light,
The ones that fortune chose to love
While the rest are kept from sight?
Was I fallen before I started?
Is this my punishment since birth?
I have dwelled here for so long,
Sunk down away from sunshine in the deep earth.
To feel the rays of luminous warmth upon my face.
To see a shimmer in my eye.
These would be graces from god,
Instead I am passed by.
A body is all that is left now,
The vital soul sucked in detention.
Kept locked away moaning,
From the lack of illuminated attention.
Can someone just see me once?
Are all who care blind to me?
The curtains lock away my moments.
Use my voice as the key.
Follow through the corridors,
The winding hallways leading to my cage.
Down the stairs my howling can be heard,
Wailing for someone to sooth this forgotten rage.
Save me or kill me but do not keep me here.
This prison mocking my defeat,
Showing how I failed to make it in the light,
Forcing me to this realm of solitary retreat.
Is anyone out there?
Are there no more players left?
Has everyone left my world?
Can you see me behind the darkness?
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Remember Us
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To let you go is to let a piece of me go
For you have become a part of me
Just as you have become part of all you touch with your natural light.
I shall miss feeling the warmth you give
Never asking for any in return
I will often remember watching you
Each move that you make so fragile and swan like
As a veritable ballet unfolds with the mere movement of your arms
I will try my hardest to keep your voice with me
For I shall cry knowing I will no longer get to hear it as often as before
I grow weak thinking about all the times I have spent with you
Never realizing how meaningful that time between us was at that moment
The days will pass like years as we all await your safe return
So please remember that we miss you for in you
Lies a piece of each and every one of us
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Whisper of Spring
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Her hands flow through my hair like a gentle personal wind
While the sun shimmered through the openings of the leaves
Her voice soothing me like the soft song of waves crashing against the shore
While we felt the sun's gentle heat from the ground
Her conversation filled with knowledge and wisdom from beyond her years
While we laid looking at each other with pleasant smiles
Her eyes conveying hidden meanings upon the reflections of her words
While the energy from the budding spring seemed to collect around us
Her arms waved around her like wildfire as she told me her story
While a whispering and refreshing wind ran over our bodies
Her the woman of my soul and this perfect hour has made my life worth the journey
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Flower Girl
Where are you going?
What the matter with me, are you going to leave me too?
What do you want me to do? I can do anything as long as you'll stay here with me. Have I not been good to you?
Why are you crying? Did it hurt you to see me today?
Did it hurt you to see me in the ground. Amongst all the flowers? I was so happy today,
I'm not happy often. The place they keep me in doesn't have violets, it doesn't have roses, it doesn't have the pretty white ones you know I love, I miss all of them like the ones you picked for me. Will they wilt when it gets dark? I see lots of flowers wilt. I can't see them now. It's dark and they keep me in a different place.
It is in a deep hallway, a hallway with no doors, or maybe that is just my room.
My room is nice, everything is so soft even the walls are squishy. Can you sleep on your wall?
I can.
I don't know why I am here, do you? This place isn't bad, but is this life?
I want to leave here, but I feel bad for saying that.
The people that visit me on my birthday, I would miss them. Are there flowers in your place? I like my flowers. I would miss them.
I can't see you anymore, have you left?
Are you hiding? I hide a lot. From the people. I see them, but they never see me.
They watch me, when I'm asleep.
I sleep all the time, but I can still see people sometimes. They talk to me sometimes, and tell me what is going on with the people I once knew before they put me here. They never talk to me, but I hear them just the same. They never look at me though I look at them.
Will you come again, will you visit me?
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well there have been a few new things, but nothing I really feel like putting up. Most of my stuff now has been like paragraphs instead of poetry. I'll let everyone know if anything new comes up.
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WELL That is all I will post for now! Let me know what you think
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