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Painful ParadelleLife is a battle, a war to be won,
Life is a battle, a war to be won,
And yet it is frivolous, joyful and fun,
And yet it is frivolous, joyful and fun,
Life is a battle and yet it is fun,
A frivolous, joyful war to be won.

Love is a gamble, a risk that you take,
Love is a gamble, a risk that you take,
It's also a life choice that each of us make,
It's also a life choice that each of us make,
A choice, a gamble, a risk that you take,
Love is a life that each of us make.

Pain is a constant that all of us feel,
Pain is a constant that all of us feel,
It brings us a depth, making us real,
It brings us a depth, making us real,
Pain

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.

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.

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.

Through Frosted GlassShe watches.
She waits.

Through the window she sees a world,
A beautiful place,
That is open to her if she only appear,
If she only announced her presence.

Through the frosted glass, she sees a future,
A future of happiness and love,
Where the arms are always open to her,
If she only accepts their embrace.

However,
Within the reflection she sees a demon,
A person that brings nothing but pain and misery,
And this person does not belong,
In a place of love.

Blurred eyes peer through the window,
As she places a letter,
To show that her heart is always open,
If they only accept it.

Little did she know that a little girl,
With

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

EverythingI do not know where this will go,
I cannot see the place,
Yet nothing more excites my soul,
Than gazing at your face,
For you are all that I desire,
Love, respect and I admire,
All you are and you will be,
Forever with or without me,
I cannot still my hastened tongue,
I can’t believe I am the one,
Who stole your heart and kissed away,
All the worries of today,
And made you smile, and made you laugh,
The same returned is all I’ll ask.
As you are all I want and need,

You are everything Tammy.

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

Works for the AssassinLove is more than hatred,
Which slices at your soul,
And leaves you tattered, battered -bruised,
Without a hand to hold.

Hate's cold negating winters,
That freeze your whole insides,
Leave nothing but a vacuum,
Of anger, pain and pride.

But love is all that's shining,
The early morning sun,
Revealing all that's perfect,
The light in everyone.

Perhaps love takes some chances,
Maybe the risks can fail,
At least we all have lived a day,
And seen what life entails.
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One by one we open eyes,
One by one we smile,
One by one we dance before,
The ever-lasting light.

One by one we say a pray

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.

Breathebreathe-
let the wind tenderly brush against your skin,
as all that you love and you hide within,
is revealed for the world and all to see,
unlocking your being, you’re finally free,
relax, close your eyes and slowly,
breathe.

I Breathe In LoveIn cyclic patterns the wind doth dance,
Bearing but quiet and beautiful breeze,
Rustling and catching the decadent leaves,
Enraging a gardener and fuming he stands,
A victim of nature and poor circumstance,
Turning around, he sees a small child,
His face is so peaceful, so meek and so mild,
Empowered is he with the smile on his face.

Intrigued, the gardener asks him his name,
'No name have I but the love of this place'
Ludicrous boy! The gardener exclaimed!
'Oh no my dear man, I am what I say,
Very few things in life are as true,
Excepting the love that the Lord feels for you.'

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.

We Will Never Be Perfect A dilapidated, small house--a single light is on inside, barely illuminating the silhouettes of hunched over figures. DANIEL, a some-what well-dressed man is at the door, obviously out of place with his ragged surroundings. He seems fidgety and agitated. Someone opens the door on the inside; Daniel walks in.

A woman, NICOLE, is smoking something indistinguishable while sitting next to an open window. Two people are sitting off in a corner, another is strewn about in the hallway. Two others can be heard giggling in an adjacent room, just out of sight. Daniel stands in the door way and looks down the hall to Nicole, she is close enough to sp

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LeftDaddy, daddy I miss you!
You used to make me feel like a princess, a master of the tale,
You left me feeling empty in a world full of strangers.

Daddy,daddy I miss you!
Your songs gave me wisdom, while you taught me love,
You left me feeling lost, in a world full of hate.

Daddy, daddy I love you!
Why did you let this happen?
All that’s left is a body rotting; a woman gloating,
You left me furious in a world of violent fools!

Daddy, daddy I love you!
Hold me and make everything better,
Take me away from the pain; the knowledge that the world no longer knows you,
You left me alone to remember amongst amnesiacs!

Daddy, daddy-

HealingDrown me in each of my feelings,
Choke me with all of this pain,
Cast me to shadows- destroy me,
Drown me in each of my feelings.

How can I be steadily healing?
When the anguish bombards me again?
(Please just) Drown me in each of my feelings,
(And) Choke me with all of this pain.

NobodyA figure of everything broken,
Cast out as she withers and dies,
Each step that she takes is forgotten,
Ghost of the world where she hides,

In her life she’s seen never a joy,
Kept imprisoned in so many lies,
Marked by pain and such torturous noises,
On her own she will never be pacified,

Questions left in a mind of responses,
Shaken and stirred for a time,
Unable to escape all the voices,
With no courage she runs to exile,

Yesterday’s child is forgotten, no one cares for the meaningless zilch.

FloodgatesOpen the floodgates and let it all out,
Surrender yourself upon agony’s hand,
Each slice to the heart, each staggering doubt,
Open the floodgates and let it all out.

Face every fear from each painstaking bout,
Fight not to fall, but to get up and stand,
Open the floodgates and let it all out,
Surrender yourself upon agony’s hand.

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The Real Me

by *kiwi-damnation, Aug 27, 2009, 11:39:26 PM
Literature / Poetry / Narrative / Free Verse

How can I accept?
How can I love?
When so easily,
All I claim to be,
Is arrogance.

How can I protect?
How can I save?
Those dear to me,
From a monster none see,
The shadows within.

The anger- it stirs,
Ignites, steals all,
The self control I held,
It scares away the ones I need,
And I lie here alone.

Honesty chokes,
Honour left tarnished,
I’m not who I say,
I am a darkness pretending to love,
An actor deceiving you all.

This warning so brief,
Is all I can give,
The demon is waking inside,
The lies that comforted lie bare as you see,
The depravity I really am.

And yet I wish for love,
Always knowing,
My dirty hands should never hold such light.

The Real Meby *kiwi-damnation

Literature / Poetry / Narrative / Free Verse

Here is something that I have believed for as long as I remember. My mother used to say that one day everyone will see the real me, that the person I portray is a pretence. She used to say that she alone could see me, and that once everyone else saw the real me, I would be left all alone.

That is my biggest fear. To be completely alone. So here I am friends. I reveal to you all the real me.

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~caybeach Aug 31, 2009 Hobbyist Photographer

Sammy you're a beautiful person, you'll have love and happiness and friendship, I don't doubt it one bit

*kiwi-damnation Aug 31, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

Awww thanks honey!

~caybeach Sep 1, 2009 Hobbyist Photographer

It's my pleasure

~eyes-wide-shut11 Aug 30, 2009

what a lovely thing for a mother to say, i also dont agree and i dont believe that you will be alone.

This poem tho i really liked, it seemed to really mean something to me
well done, good job

*kiwi-damnation Aug 30, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks so much

~eyes-wide-shut11 Aug 30, 2009

aww ur very welcome

~Pbangel16 Aug 28, 2009

Sammy,
I've only known you for a few months, but in those few months you have helped me realize somethings and help me find answers to some of my questions. You are truly a wonderful and beautiful person. Your mother, unfortunatly has gotten to you and in turn it has had an affect on your psyche which we all know is not a good thing. The mind is a fragile thing, sometimes we don't realize how great the damage that was done to us is or was.
Simply know this, that you do have friends who care and love you for who you are, no matter what happened or what or who you think you are.

You have frineds and people who will be by your side no matter what. Always remember this and never forget those who truly love you.

*kiwi-damnation Aug 30, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

Awww thank you honey! Thank you so much. I love you lots my friend, so much.

~decided-forever Aug 28, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

thats all there is to say, it's amazing

*kiwi-damnation Aug 30, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

Wow thank you so much!

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