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A rose, a flower,
A light, a life
Your beauty amazes me
Everyday

You are a chrysanthemum
Amongst the thorns,
A beauty to behold
And everyday I pray
That it isn't a dream

I pray to the heavens
That you're real
Because every time I hold you
It's never close enough

And whenever we kiss
It's never long enough
Whenever we touch
It's no where near enough

Yet there you are
And here I am
And you are heaven itself
And that is more than I can ask for

Yet, in truth
Little separates love and hate
The fine line
Leads not in death
But in life
Where love walks in light
And hate
In the shadows that follow behind
They never truly separate
Never truly become distinct
Like that of hate
We find love
In the darkest places
One always
Finds the other
And, in truth
Would we want it any other way
I doubt it

i love reading yur poems guysxxx


i sit in a field its peaceful and warm,the trees whisper in the breeze,sleep my child ,dream of the sea its cool waters splashing at your feet,the sand between your toes tickling,then to the forest,the sweet smell of autumn,the musk of deer floating on the breeze,a glimpse of a atag through the trees making you smile,cobwebs with dew glistening like jewels in the sunlight ,the little spider busy oblivouse of the face that smiles watching,then to the mountains the air so fresh it makes you dizzy,the grouse scuttling,the hawk that hovers in total silence,ready to dive, the cool mountain streams that gurgle down to the sea ,then back to the field with butterflies so vivid ,a rabbit runs by ,jumps in the air making me giggle,for one bleating moment i am one with earth. a piece i found from years ago xxx

madness in my head it has to morals its doesnt no right form wrong it will foam thing to get what it want you just for the guess for a good laugh the madness is gaining more ground day by day finding its way through the tinyst creeks and wholes why do i keep fighting the madness it will won there is on greater truth ill be eaten whole and become what i truely am nothing but a beast all will go againest me to try to kill me for when the madness wons it will crave power more then any thing it will feed and feed and never get full the hunger for power is the madness when it takes over it will do any thing to get it there will be no rules it will be anew darkage unless some 1stops the hunger that can never be filled it will truely be the end of time for me or every 1else it is my hopes tht it is me i imbrace the cold sweet kiss of death may be then ill find peace but i still not give up wth out a fight i shill fight till i can fight no more and then some mre i shill fight the ever growing hunger till the end

A nagging feeling something's wrong,
Why does today seem so damn long?
We had a system, you and I,
When did our friendship finally die?
False appearances and loaded masks,
I drink your lies from a liquor flask.
Rain on the horizon lowers my hopes,
And I'm tied to you by electric ropes.
One wrong move and all hell breaks loose,
And you'll be dangling me by my noose.
What can I do to even the steaks?
Something quick, before the balance breaks.
You're rising your armies as I speak,
And I'm realizing I'm just too weak.
Hungry allies on your left and right,
I'm no longer willing to put up a fight.
I give up, I give in...
It's forever done, you win.

Take a piece of my insanity,
I've written it just for you.
All they know is vanity,
And that will never do.
Flowers wilt and people die,
We all forget our dreams.
All my life I've lived a lie,
But it's never as it seems.
A car crashes from speeding,
Or was time just moving slow?
But we're too busy bleeding,
So I guess we'll never know.
All this hate will never do,
Just listen to the profanity!
You should take what's been given to you,
THIS is my insanity.

You know me not
You see not what I am
But who I never want to be.

I am not an angel
Nor am I the devil
I am not your friend
But I am not your enemy

I have never seen family
I have never known love
If you ask, I'll claim I don't know hate

I am what I am
And that isn't you
Nor is it who I pretend to be
This is me

cobrias you sound very much like my hubby in your views

these are from my loving hubby don

im just a man,who would like to sweep things clean ,are we going from where we come from,or coming from where weve been.


poor mans tail is a sad one to tell,he works all his life while they give him hell,he goes home on friday,feeling complete,cos hes got his pay,which would just make ends meet.


i dont know where we came from,or where wer gona go,all i know is we are here right now,so come bring on a show.


tell me my freind ,for i have to know,can you answer my question before you go,are we here are or we not,is it all an ellusion,it seems i forgot.

i find past memories come back sometimes and wont leave me alone so the best way to get rid of them id to write a poem and this memory poped up lastnight from a long time ago.

i longed for your touch,your caress so sweet,
the feel of your hands a kiss,a treat,
your eyes said yes your heart was their,
but we could not touch,we would not dare.

so we smiled we huged we stayed mates,
it was not meant to be it was our fate,
i know you wanted ,i did to,
you felt for me,and me for you.

sometimes i wonder what it be like,
to have felt your caress to have shared a bike,
i still have feelings theyl never go,
maybe my feelings i should have shown.