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My DeityHer strength- so seen in unwavering gaze,
Pulls at my heart and draws in my soul,
For she is amazing in different ways,
Yet she won't believe this if ever she's told.

So loving, so caring- that beautiful face,
So sadly is tempered with stress and with strain,
Yet none of these things pull at her grace,
Such wondrous light can be seen through her pain.

Indifference, darkness and fear try to steal,
All that she is and all she can be,
Yet she battles on, she will not yield,
For she is divine, a pure deity.

The Warnings of a VagabondTake these moments, think them through,
As they may be the death of you,
A fool-proof plan you must create,
With not a flaw, with no mistake,
Or you won’t take another breath,
As cold you lie in early death.

Rising SilenceShe was alone,
Now and forever,
Alone.

The waters had embraced her,
Their chilling arms making her jackknife,
But she could not turn away.

They offered her solace,
They offered her peace,
They offered her silence.

The waters inside were swirling,
A whirlpool that was sucking away her existence, her very stability,
But she could not escape.

Her only solace,
Her only peace,
Lay in the choking presence of the ocean.

Where she could be alone,
Forever alone,
In silence.

The Waters Captained TheeDesperately I clutch to thee,
Thine voice it speaks so beautifully,
Yet I can’t keep you close to me,
And I can hardly breathe.

For all the air has flown away,
And on this sad and silent day,
I can’t do naught but softly pray,
That you won’t go away.

As wrapped within thine arms so tight,
I can stand and I can fight,
Yet as I see approaching night,
I wonder if you died.

The months have passed so painfully,
I watched the seas so wistfully,
And you have not returned to me,
The waters captained thee.

Cannot BelieveHow can you believe when I don’t believe?
The hope and the happiness fell like the dust,
Of ancient documents,
And I cannot bear the sorrow.

We are meant to dance, to sing,
And yet there is no place for us,
No world in which I can ever sing or play again,
For my words don’t mean a thing and my heart no longer beats,
To that melodic magickal tune.

It has all gone.
There is nothing but darkness amongst us,
And there is no light that I can shine,
That can halt its presence around me.

Within myself I am a shadow,
A small hollow shell.

The fire inside cannot be relit,
Nothing is there to rekindle,
No faith, no joy, not e

EchoesShe echoes inside.

Her loneliness leaving her barren and cold,
Her fingertips so bloodied and broken.
She had tried to climb out,
But to no avail.
Her love lay on the earth beside her,
As her tears,
Echoed.

Her eyes are chiseled out stars,
trails of gold carve into green;
wobbly curses splatter the walls
She tries to get out,
She tries to get out.
"Don't leave me," he says
as whispers
Echo.

Trickling water resounds around them,
Its pattering going slower, and slower,
Pounding deep within her.
Her eyes, like chocolate melt with tears,
And as they flow she is immersed in nothingness.
Darkness is her friend,
Her weakness,

HushBe quiet, so quiet,
I can’t hear you speak,
Your words- they enrage me,
Pathetic and weak.

You’re nothing,
You’re no one,
A cold witless stare,
You’re so sad,
So dejected,
There’s nobody there.

You’re too thoughtful,
Stop caring,
I am sick of you now,
I don’t love you,
Don’t want you,
Don’t like you somehow.

So be mute,
Just to deafen,
The person I hate,
You’re just nothing,
Just no one,
A clean hollow slate.

Cat and MouseWatch his rhythm as he moves,
So calculated, ever poised,
With strength so present in his stance,
And pure seduction in his glance,
These are but clever subtle ploys,
To steal all that you have to lose.

A casual laugh, a small debate,
He acts as though he cares so much,
Yet beneath his cultured clothes,
There is one thing he cannot know,
The love on which we always clutch,
There’s no heart in one of hate.

Yet somehow he has met his match,
A lady glides upon the floor,
Her eyes lit sapphires- watch him peer,
She feels no worry, feels no fear,
Yet she sees his soul and more,
She will be his final catch.

IntroductionIn the very hallowed sheltered night,
A figure stands and holds her ground,
Masked in darkness, clothed in love,
She gazes at the moon above,
And chanting words without a sound,
Melts into its ghostly light.

Devil's TrickeryVerse 1
Thoughts- they try to snare me,
Make me unaware of,
Who she truly is to me,
Yet I fight not to listen,
As they softly whisper,
Their devil’s trickery.

Bridge
And all I hear is darkness speak,
Of times so bitter; moments bleak.

Chorus
A weak attempt to mask the truth,
Pathetic and a poor pursuit,
At breaking down my strengthened walls,
How can you think of me so small?
That I can’t beat what you repeat,
All I see is your defeat.

Verse 2
So many days before me,
I will not fall before thee,
As I am better than you are,
For all you do- destroy,
Such tactics you employ,
Cowards in the dark.

Bridge
And all

Melodies UnheardShe hears a ringing,
A whirring that won’t subside,
It nags at her mind and wrenches her consciousness,
Before it gives up its endless game.

There’s nothing.

Tears threatened to reveal her as,
She stands before the crowd,
A beautiful yet hapless creature,
Of grace and perfect manners,
And all she can do is curtsey,
As she takes her place.

Nothing, there’s nothing,
And no one can know this,
She is a pianist with broken fingers,
A musician cast into shadow,
For she can only hear.

Nothing.

Breaking The Chains- Verse 1 -

Every stroke of the paintbrush, it speaks of her soul,
The girl and the woman, so broken, so cold,
In a world full of violence, of hatred and pain,
She stands and she trembles, facing the rain,
It falls all around her; chilling her bones,
All the actions that no one could hope to condone,
The moments that stole all she hoped to possess,
She’s left as a soggy, and frail little mess.

- Bridge -

See and speak and hear no evil,
The world in which you need no part,
Quash the doubts and mounting fears!
Mend that broken, bleeding heart.

- Chorus -

If we reflect those who have hurt us the most,
Our true selves wi

UnorthodoxThe rules are all so plain to see,
Nothing between the lines,
Yet why should I obey these laws,
When they condemn my life?

The PainterI thought you’d have the heart to say,
That I am not the one you seek,
The one who makes you want to smile,
The soul who lives to hear you speak,
And revel in your child like fun,
But alas I’m not this one.

I know the man who claimed this part,
This dazzling role before your eyes,
He weaves such love like works of art,
He paints a picture- canvassed lies,
A fraud so tailored, please believe,
He’s nothing like the man you see.

But how can one like I compare?
To one who hides with joyous ease?
I am but one who wants to share,
Every day, each memory,
Yet I will never have that chance,
As I’ll receive no secon

ObliviousWe cannot see the warnings,
We cannot read the signs,
We cannot hear the whispers,
That tell us it is time.

The clock is striking midnight,
The day is drawing near,
The moment of the ending,
All things shall soon be clear.

All vagrants in the cities,
All lost, abused and maimed,
Will have a chance for freedom,
A life that they can claim.

All things shall turn from normalcy,
No structured, scheduled plans,
A ruckus shall ensue then,
We shall not understand.

We cannot see the warnings,
We cannot read the signs,
We cannot hear the whispers.

We shall not understand.

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The ProtectorMilady, pray take pity now,
For all I did was love you so,
Your radiance doth fill my soul,
It illuminates all that I know.

I have sworn to guard your form,
And I shall do this as I fall,
For your worth exceeds my own,
Your graciousness consumes us all.

Milady, I am but a man,
Here to serve and to protect,
I want to know that as I die.
I won’t be one that you’ll forget.

Eternally MineAlways present, ever near,
Riddle me with abject fear,
Let slumber overtake my soul,
Let darkness take a stronger hold.

Always leering, never leaving,
Watching all the humans grieving,
It is my duty, do it well,
Come! Eternal darkness dwell.

Catcher of FaeBrushing aside all our niggling complaints,
We can see what truly is real,
All the people that mean everything that we have,
All these feelings we try to conceal.

I have thoughts that inspire, of those I admire,
One young woman I want to speak of,
She is not yet an adult, but you couldn’t know that,
From the words that she crafts, that I love.

She writes so profoundly, and she will astound you,
You will sit shocked in your place,
For inside her mind there is much you can find,
That one cannot see on her face.

She goes by the name of a catcher of fae,
She is rare amongst people her age,
There are few who can say, that they s

ShuddersI shiver but is it from cold?
Responding to this nightly chill?
Or is it something else completely?
These shudders drain; invigorate me.

Speaking SoftlySpeak softly so I barely hear,
Those words I long for, crave so much,
Hold me close and show me that,
I'm the only one you want to touch.

Lead me past my anxious fears,
Stroking gently my desires,
Caress away my self dislike,
Til I am one I can admire.

Lift away the victim child,
With fingers strong, you raise me up,
Light the candle to my heart,
Brighten where I've lived in dark.

I wish to be loved as I love,
To have someone consumed by me,
To know that all I am is right,
To be the everything you see.

So listen as I speak right now,
I'm whispering inside your ear,
So that none but you and I,
Know the words that you can hea

IllogicalTry rationalise what can't be reasoned,
Try figure out this burning mass,
Try tell me why I feel this way,
Speak logic as I shatter glass.

Analyse and patronise me,
As I am one with feelings strong?
Because instead of numbly drifting,
I slowly fight my way along.

Try rationalise what can't be reasoned,
Try figure out this burning mass,
Try tell me why I feel this way,
Speak logic as I shatter glass.

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So Somebody Cares

by *kiwi-damnation, Aug 18, 2009, 5:59:46 PM
Literature / Poetry / Sociopolitical / Songs & Lyrics

Back burning bushland,
To save us from fires,
As if their homes don’t matter,
And nobody cares.

Pollution and waste,
Is everywhere,
For things that don’t matter,
And nobody cares.

I wonder when things will finally change,
Does it take lots of money and time to arrange,
Or just people to care and to know it all matters,
There is too much to lose for one second of gain.

Disasters are rampant,
And deaths all around,
There are too many people,
And nobody cares.

Yet as our numbers rising,
The creatures are dying,
Such killing is senseless,
And nobody cares.

I wonder when things will finally change,
Does it take lots of money and time to arrange,
Or just people to care and to know it all matters,
There is too much to lose for one second of gain.

Nothing,
There’s no one,
And nobody cares.

I wonder when things will finally change,
Does it take lots of money and time to arrange,
Or just people to care and to know it all matters,
There is too much to lose for one second of gain.

The time is upon us,
To fix all the mess,
We have to work quickly,
So somebody cares.

No matter the distance,
Between all of us,
We must make all the world see,
So everyone cares.

I wonder when things will finally change,
Does it take lots of money and time to arrange,
Or just people to care and to know it all matters,
There is too much to lose for one second of gain.

I wonder when things will finally change,
Does it take lots of money and time to arrange,
Or just people to care and to know it all matters,
There is too much to lose for one second of gain.

So Somebody Caresby *kiwi-damnation

Literature / Poetry / Sociopolitical / Songs & Lyrics

©2009-2013 *kiwi-damnation

This is for *Phantomblue 's Save The World Campaign. I said I'd write her a piece, and here it is. A song. I believe in this.

Down the back of my place is a couple of hectares of bushland. I got a letter from the Council saying that they will back burning some of it in the next month or so under 'Hazard Reduction' stuff. I found that sickening because here are all these animals killed/displaced just for the sake of a few humans. It's wrong.

=DragonsChest Aug 19, 2009 Professional Writer

Lovely...

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*kiwi-damnation Aug 21, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

Wow, thank you my friend

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=DragonsChest Aug 21, 2009 Professional Writer

You are very welcome sweetie...

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