Topic: Collection of Poems
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Sat 12/13/08 09:48 PM
Just adding to the collection....:wink:




Faces in the wind

Faces in the wind.
Malign messages only time can comprehend within her mind.
Van Gogh nights an Picasso daydreams painted upon her life.
Forever seems like a moment on the coffee table of circumstance.
What would a small act of kindness mean....everything.

Faces in the wind

Bag lady still wandering like a shadow on the rain.
Painted personalities upon crowed streets.
Stillness, silents, echoes all the while the wind screams within her mind for some relief.
Homeless, vagabond, handouts, soup lines, newspapers to stay warm.
What would a small act of kindness mean....everything.

Faces in the wind

So with the abandonment of the economy went her life.
Her mind slowly decomposed from within itself.
Mental illness became a label her life reflected.
A shadowy destitute figure upon city streets living in a box.
What would a small act of kindness mean....everything.

Faces in the wind

The days run together without any purpose on a cold day.
A homeless person a spectator watching society.
Raped nightly by strangers like a puppet on the strings renounced by society.
Paranoid anxieties of human touch....
Destitute, forsaken, duress, reviled, abused, violated.
What would a small act of kindness mean....everything.




Up2Us © Copyright 2008

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Sat 12/27/08 05:10 AM


Blackbird

Sing out for a memory, kiss the wind goodbye.
Cry gently for today, while searching for what is not found.
Whisper of lost days, mirrored upon the face of time.
Bare witness for tomorrow, if only for right now.
Daydreams painted pictures, rain softly upon her skin.
Faded solitudes blending the reality of where to begin.
Suffering for the touch of a minute is never found within today.

Blackbird cry freedom

Abused beaten chained within her mind
A choice to choose seems so far out of reach.
Today is measured with a stigma written upon her soul.
Held within a egotistical emotional concentration camp.
A inward dilemma mirrored upon her face, life, and soul.
The choice to choose is to live or die each day.
Still that choice seems so far away.....

Blackbird cry freedom



Up2Us © Copyright 2008

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Fri 01/09/09 09:46 PM


The Moment

Where's tomorrow
What happened to today.
The moments of life seemed too fade away.
My heart is me from the inside out.
Emotions are spirit rippling across time.
A realization I've been walking upon the waters of life.
Life is a journey across ones' own heart.
What I held real was a illusion.
What was a illusion was a realistic dream.
The past walks in the mist of the present
Tomorrow are the dreams of today a reflection of time.
So where are you now a angel whispered in my ear.
I'm being held captive by each moment.
Until I'm emancipated from my perception of life.

Up2Us © Copyright 2009

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Thu 02/26/09 03:15 PM
Edited by Up2Us on Thu 02/26/09 03:19 PM


Never Say

I saw your words today.
Could you hear the tears in my eyes.
Forever may always seem a day away.
Still eternity is found in my heart.

Tell me goodbye tomorrow, but tonight is ours.

In this sanctuary called a kiss.
A timeless refuge of the imagination.
I remember once feeling like a field in autumn.
Today my tears feel like June.

Tell me goodbye tomorrow, but tonight is ours.

A tattooed evening sky whispers upon my skin.
Midnight stars seems too fall from a sky of grace.
Here we are standing at the front door of my heart.
Love maybe true, but does that make it real.


Tell me goodbye tomorrow, but tonight is ours.




Poem:
MHS © Copyright 2009

LAMom's photo
Fri 02/27/09 07:36 AM
So enjoying the new additions

flowerforyou

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Fri 05/01/09 05:53 PM
Edited by Up2Us on Fri 05/01/09 05:56 PM



Dare I go.....


We argue & argue like bitter wine.
The drama unfolds as paper held in the hands of time.
Why do you keep crying out that you love me
When I don't love myself....

Dare I go....

You run towards the door, and threaten to leave.
I throw you the keys with a solemn smile.
Why do you keep asking me why....
Over & over again like a cat on a hot tin roof.

Dare I go.....

You get in the car with your head held low.
Your tears pierced my soul revealing a blanket of emptiness.
Slowly we part in the mist of gripping eagle air.
Take the hint, I no longer care.

Dare I go....

I walk into the silence of a forbatum room.
Looking at the stranger in the mirror with the
hesitant smile.
I pull the trigger, while Loneliness laughs aloud.
I've answered the question given by life.

Dare I go.....



Poem:
MHS © Copyright 2009

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Fri 05/01/09 05:54 PM



So Faded.....

Top shelf memories of a distant face.
Tears shed across a kaleidoscope dream.
Waiting for my taste of eternity.
Held within this ancient artifact called my heart.

So Faded.....

Watching the paint dry upon the walls of my mind.
Feeling the tears dry upon a mirage called a soul.
A endeavor of finding myself within myself.
A rendezvous with a nightmare masqueraded as love.

So Faded....

Finding forever within the abstinence of your touch.
Memorials of a geisha written upon a heart of stone.
Still left waiting within this silence called life.
The answers too my prayers were the echoes of understanding myself.


Poem:
MHS © Copyright 2009


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Wed 06/03/09 07:27 PM
Edited by Up2Us on Wed 06/03/09 07:34 PM
Just adding to collection of poems.

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Wed 06/03/09 07:34 PM
Edited by Up2Us on Wed 06/03/09 07:44 PM


SO BE IT......

Into the glass emptiness of a shattered heart.
Inward looks an forgotten expressions of being torn apart.
Wayward sunlight touches my face
Phantom parts of my heart still embraced by pain.

So be it 4 life is cruel to the touch.

Still waters run deep across my soul.
Champagne Camelot drifts upon thoughts of you.
Maiden voyage across the seas of a empty heart.
Storms of solitude and silence suppress my tears.

So be it 4 life is cruel to the touch.

Forever forward but mindful of the past.
Harboring today while lost within each tear.
Touched by the memories of empty yesteryears.
Blind empathy cold too the touch of time.

So be it...love is what it is...

Poem:
MHS © Copyright 2009

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Wed 06/03/09 07:47 PM
Edited by Up2Us on Wed 06/03/09 07:47 PM
oops...laugh

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Thu 07/30/09 08:09 PM
Edited by Up2Us on Thu 07/30/09 08:09 PM


Time 2 deny


Releasing you is like letting go of my last breath.
What we have is a timeless expression of emotions painted on the wind.
My delicate soul mate.
My personal definition of love expressed by the contours of life.

All the while finding the time 2 deny.....

A battlefield of understanding.
Retro fitted with the ignorance of ambiguous understanding.
Torn apart at the seams while heartache breaks the ice of denial.

All the while finding the time 2 deny.....

What needs 2 B said too set the mind at peace.
U where meant 4 me and I was meant 4 you.
Apart of the the same heart bound by time.
Still, yesterdays news....wonders about life.

.All the while finding the time 2 deny.....

What was so apparent to the heart.
Soulmate.... a preprogrammed love written by life.
Give into the destiny of passion that familiar taste of a old kiss.
That speaks of virtue, and true loves bliss....

All the while finding the time 2 deny.....

What was meant 2 Be....
Defined by now.....


Poem:
MHS © Copyright 2009

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Sun 08/16/09 02:55 AM
Edited by Up2Us on Sun 08/16/09 02:55 AM



Here I cry.....

Walking on the edge of a razor blade.
Surrounded by hell & the shattered fragments Of a stair way to heaven.
Hopelessness seems so predictable a candle burning consumed slowly by itself.

Here I cry.....

Hope stares at a shattered mirror image of Uncertainty.
I keep hearing your final words so clearly playing out within my mind.
Tears shed across eternity only to begin at the end.
A broken record played out across my heart a portrait of today.

Here I cry.....

Shores of controversy raging against the cracks of my heart.
Skies of broken dreams rain down tears of uncertainty flooding my perceptions.
Heartache standing in twilight corners of what was meant to be...
A shadow of the past lost within thoughts of yesterday.

Here I cry.....

A doorway of passion the sounds of thunder roll across uncertainty.
What was meant to be, never realized by the reality of the present.
Footprints in the sand rinsed away by heartache witnessed only by winds of compassion.
The reality of what would never be...


Here I cry.....


Forever is a faded memory painted upon the soul of yesterday.
Yesterday is a passing denial of today.
Today is a question answered by time.
Time is unaware of the meanings expressed within itself.

Here I cry.....




Poem:
MHS © Copyright 2009





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Sun 08/16/09 02:56 AM
Just adding to the collection....smokin

Gossipmpm's photo
Sun 08/16/09 06:07 PM
Just took the time to sit and read
:heart:


Very nice!



Tammy







Jess642's photo
Sun 08/16/09 06:33 PM
Thankyou....it's a wonderful way to keep them all together, and to source them anytime you want...flowerforyou

I do the same with mine, or other's that affect me...

http://mingle2.com/topic/show/39533

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Sun 08/16/09 06:54 PM
Thanks....flowerforyou

MzEm's photo
Mon 08/17/09 07:24 AM
Love the collection, can't wait 'till you add more.

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Tue 09/08/09 06:23 PM


Pour me another drink.....


Spare change of empathy.
Crucified by eternity
My final thought witnessed by insanity.
Twisted within a abstract portrait daydream.

Pour me another drink......on the rocks of life.


Lost within derelict fantasies
Surrounded by modern day Pharisees.
A second severing of humanity
Twisted within a abstract portrait daydream.

Pour me another drink......on the rocks of life.


Struck by lighting on a field of dreams.
A vision of tomorrow reveals the silence of today.
Dreams and reality stand at the cross roads of life.
Excuses play out a game of poker trying to bluff destiny.
Too bad the cards are dealt by life.

Pour me another drink......on the rocks of life.


The Catholics cry out for Mary.
The Baptist cry out for forgiveness
The Protestants cry out for repentance.
Jesus cry's out for silence.....between them.

Pour me another drink......on the rocks of life.


Twisted within a abstract portrait daydream.

Poem:
MHS © Copyright 2009



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Mon 11/09/09 05:21 PM
Edited by Up2Us on Mon 11/09/09 05:22 PM


Pink Raven

The candy jar shattered across the floor.
Time is a bad memory searching for more.
Here we are back where we were the day before.
A sarcastic sky drifts by slowly blowing across your raggedy dress.

Pink Raven

Calling your name a little louder then the day before.
So, life has you on your hands & knee....
Graffiti written daydreams melt away.
Like a ice cream prince charming that never was.

Pink Raven

Rain drops, broken bottles, cigarette ashes on the floor.
As pointless as a blind man looking in the mirror.
Or waiting for a politician to find integrity.
Heartache in remission seems to have come back again.

Pink Raven

Alice the looking glass only reflects the emptiness of your heart.
The white rabbit suddenly became road kill on a sunny day.
Eternity changed the address of your life to Sesame Street.
Poor flower in the moonlight undressed by the reality of change.


Poem:
MHS © Copyright 2009

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Mon 11/09/09 05:27 PM
Just adding to the collection....smokin