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The Power of WordsTo lose yourself in your words,
Is to paint the emotions of being.
To relieve the mind of confusion,
Allowing the heart to float.
Our muscles exhale their tensions,
And the soul drifts into contentment.

One dayOne day without you
and I'm already lost
I feel empty inside
don't know what to do

Just one day without
sweet words said to you
and my mind flows over
with an overload of words

One day without knowing
if you're still alive
What does my mind do
to make it think that way

I want to say every day
How much I love you
One day without that
Is a day without you

One day is enough for me
to realize I'm nothing without you
even though I've been alive
longer without you by my side

This one day without you
I'm not truly alive
not to talk to you
for me a dreadful sin

One day without words to you
Is my mind overflow with thoughts
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Serene ClarityTo sit,
To think,
In utter silence.

Thoughts,
Begin,
To intermingle.

Questions,
Unanswered,
Explanations accepted.

Perception,
Obscured,
Reflections redirected.

To sit,
To think,
A serene clarity.

Kiss of Death~Kiss of Death~

Turn it off, turn it down
This muttered ruckus
that tortures my mind.
Smother me
in silence;
Take my soul
to a quiet place.

Take it out, take it back
This cursed breath
that scorches my chest.
Drown me
in death;
Crush my heart
to wounded pieces.

Put it down, put it away
This whispered shouting
that fills in my ear.
Bury me
in sorrow;
Send my thoughts
to sweet oblivion.

Make it stop, make it rest
This endless horror
that slays my eyes.
Cage me
in darkness;
Still my cries
to a deaf God.

Run away, run ahead
This raging storm
that follows my steps.
Cover me
in hatred;
Cease my suffering
with this

Unrequited LoveSomethings aren't what they always seem.
Even if it's written plainly,
There's still more to it.
So much...more...

I can say all I want,
Even assure you in what I say,
But how do you know if it's really all true...
You do realize, this is just for you...

A promise is hard to keep.
Especially one made by myself.
Who can I turn to support me?
From breaking something of so much value...

Why is it that,
No-How is it that,
I can say so much of you. Admire you. Love you.
But you can barely say a truth of me...

A unrequited love can kill a person, you know.
Break them down, before allowing a single strand of hope...
To only be cru

Without YouWhat will I do without you
when you have gone?

Whose lips will I kiss
and who will I hold?

What will my hands do without you?
Whose skin will they touch?

And my eyes...
they will be lost without you
when they look around
and they do not find you?
Not knowing when they will see you again.

My body will miss you too...
Without you it will feel incomplete.

Who will I fit in?

What will my heart do
without you?
I don't know now...
The moment your plane flies away
it will be shattered.

What will I do without you
when you have gone?

I will try to be strong
and hope to meet you again soon.
And until then,
I will live

Slowly...Our world slowly falling
Spinning through the skies
Though we could have saved her
We chose to let her die

Rivers choked with poison
The fish gave up and died
Polar ice caps melting
The bears began to fry

Oil in the oceans
Acid in the rain
Still we burned the forests
Couldn't see the pain

Thought it didn't matter
That we'd all end up in space
Seduced by Captain Kirk
We laid our home to waste

Now poison oceans rise
On burning desert lands
And we all wait for death
Earths blood upon our hands...

SorryI will not give up on our love
just because everybody thinks it is crazy...
We may be crazy
but we are very much in love
and 'this crazy thing called love'
is so good...
too good to give up on...
I am really sorry if they do not understand
what we have got.

Lost loveI loved you but you left me

Why ?

I, who lived only by you
Who lived only for you

You're gone away from me
Without a word, without a cry
Without even an explanation

I do not know why
Thou hast fled
And since I survive
In this hostile world

Torn from my stronghold
Exposed to any hazards
Yet I am looking for my lost love
The person who formerly gave meaning to my life

Come back about me quickly
My love

I love you always

Will set you freeWith me, will you run away?
If not then ask me to stay.
Ask and you shall receive.
To you I will never deceive.
All for you I always am.
Let fall your tall dam.
Emotions set us free.
Your limit is not what you see.
Your limit is your mind.
In life, it's something to find.

WheneverWhenever I smile at you
I see the frown that passes by.
I know its silly,
but I still smile
As I cant cry to your face.

Whenever I look in your eyes
I see the mock inside.
I know Im clumsy
But seeing that look in your eyes,
makes me want to die.

Whenever I hear you speak of me.
I can hear you laugh.
I know I am stupid,
But knowing you think so too
makes me want to quit life.

I know its crazy
But I thought you knew,
I had always been this way
Because
whenever I look at you
I cant help but be silly clumsy stupid and crazy,
All at the same time.

S.O.SI have been swimming in this ocean for a while
trying to stay afloat,
fighting not to drown...
A salty taste in my throat,
drops of water fill my lungs
as the waves and the foam
flood my mouth,
and my tears come down...
I need to breath to survive.
It seems I am in the open sea,
dark and deep,
I can't see the shoreline...
My strength is wearing out.
My hands up in the air
waving for help.

Rescue me.
I know you can.
I know you will.

Never could have imaginedEverybody's speaking in screams of the same damn things
how they never could have imagined in their wildest dreams
that life would be nothing like it seemed
when your childish ways fall apart at the seams
and your days once enjoyed to the fullest with no second guess
fade away in the cruelest part of this process called life
and the replaced feelings accumulate in the blade of a knife
and the tears cried when you couldn't stay up late at night
become a thick bloody confession that you're losing the fight
and nothing's alright anymore
or maybe there was no better before
a life of abuse, bruised and beat to the floor
dad's a brute a

unfinishedThere is a man behind a counter whose eyes prick the back of my head and my back, moving farther down my structure. I turn my head and stare back. He doesn't move. I slip down an aisle and he becomes out of view.

Milk, I think, recalling moms grocery list.

"Are you writing this down, Missy?"
"Yes," I lie to her.

I move to the refrigerated section and as I open the door I hear the ring of store door open simultaneously. I pull out the gallon of 2% off the rack and let the freezer door slam shut.

After grabbing bread, toothpaste, and a few other things I thought mother might have mentioned, I head toward the counter in the back of the stor

MoreI want to love you more than this,
but as intensely as I love you now.

All I want is more time...
If I could
I would love you all day
and all night.
I would love to spend more hours by your side,
more hungry kisses, much more of your touch.

If we had more time, we would make love many more times,
again and again, knowing that time is ours to share,
and that neither of us has to part.

Together always and forever.

I need more of you
and I want to give you more of me.

It seems never enough
At the end of every day when we say goodbye,
we both long for more,
we both want much more.

That is why
I want to love you mo

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Through history.

An ever-changing land
Whose fate is shrouded
In mystery.

A proud name is borne
By her loyal people
With dignity.

Respect, pride, honor–
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It swells and ebbs;
It's free and wide,
Yet ridden with dregs.

At times it's calm—
Soothing and sweet;
Like a tender balm,
A gentle beat.

It's violent, too—
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In it, I do bask,
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To be lost in time.

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but at the time
I didn't say a word;

I saw you cry
but didn't know
your voice was so unheard.

I felt you break
but truly thought
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For my own sake
I should have fought
to keep your feelings sound.

Please, listen to what's not being said.

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Remember—I can't read your mind,
And time cannot rewind.

Regret will only make it worse—
Like a bad omen from a curse.
This will surely make you stronger;
Please just hold on longer.

I'll be here, right by your side;
You don't have to run and hide.
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Compel me to surrender.
But I will not hear;
I defy my contender.

Defeat is not an option;
There is no other way:
Survive against all odds
To die another day.

'Tis the oldest battlecry;
The only ultimatum.
Fight until you die—
Rather plain verbatim.

To be classified as "alive,"
Survive, survive, survive.

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Weakened by the pain of years.
I always search but cannot find
The source of all my bitter tears.

I see a light, an anchor, a hope;
I limp faster, relieved by the sight.
I found a gentle, downward slope—
Like a rescue from a blight.

I lean on you, no longer afraid;
Finally I have found relief.
Tears dry, memories fade,
Like wind carries a wilted leaf.

But in the end, it wasn't true—
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My anchor became my noose;
My trust was blinded to your lie.

How could I be so ignorant?
You pledged to never leave my side.
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Thirteen

by ~ScarletDevil1503, Feb 11, 2012, 7:30:22 PM
Literature / Poetry / Horror / Free Verse

Thirteen.
Thirteen fears.
Thirteen haunted years.
Thirteen cold bitter tears.
Thirteen memories linger and leer.
Thirteen days pass as death nears.
Thirteen screams that no one ever hears.
Thirteen foggy futures that never come out clear.
Thirteen cries for help that die when fate sneers.
Thirteen faceless figures that hear all helpless cries without ears.
Thirteen towering clocks that chime each passing life with dusty gears.
Thirteen windows that never break against the pounding fists and bloody smears.
Thirteen words that ^echo, echo, _echo through the insanity your mind surely bears.

Thirteenby ~ScarletDevil1503

Literature / Poetry / Horror / Free Verse

I'm gonna call this free-verse to be on the safe side...

I don't often write dark poetry like this (or free-verse for that matter), as my watchers may know. Each line has one more word than the last, starting at one and ending at thirteen. Just a passing idea; if you have any remarks on the format or wording, feel free to leave a comment for me.

Written for #CreepinOnCatastrophe's "Cursed Number" contest, celebrating our 13 members!

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~clara954 Apr 10, 2012

Dark, but haunting. I like it.

~dvemp Apr 1, 2012

Whoa

~ScarletDevil1503 Apr 1, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks.

~Lilliozwest Mar 21, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Wow. You are really good. It is hard to get a reaction out of me with peotry but you seem to do it. Thats impressive...

~ScarletDevil1503 Mar 22, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Lol, I'm glad!

Thank you very much.

~Ichigo-Kurokawa Mar 8, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

I cant believe you were actually able to plan this out so perfectly, it may be dark but the format and the decriptions are just perfect. I love it. ^.^

~ScarletDevil1503 Mar 8, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

It was a fleeting idea, really -- I don't often put much planning into my poetry.

I'm so glad you like it! Thanks for the comment.

~Ichigo-Kurokawa Mar 11, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

wow that makes it even more amazing. If i were to do something like this i would end up planing it for hours. XD

~KatiAllisNeon Feb 21, 2012 Student Artist

This sounds a bit like Sixteen Moons from Beautiful Creatures and Seventeen Moons from Beautiful Darkness.

~ScarletDevil1503 Feb 21, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

*quickly Googles*

*listens to YouTube video*

It sort of does! It has that creepy, building theme to it with the same rhymes and everything. I'd never heard that song before, but now that I have, I feel unoriginal.

Anyways, thanks for the comment.

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