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AstrologicalI have lost myself to
Venus & Mars,
tangled in their mismatched limbs.

Just dream dust & shattered prayers
begging for a new set of skin
(she can't remember where she orbits).

Pluck these fractured wings;
the Sun & Moon no longer ache
to see me fly in their luster.

lies, she wrotei. just a mimicry, really;
uncompromisingly
desperate to shine.

ii. counterfeit & clockwise,
tasting words on her
unworthy tongue.

iii. with a dysfunctional mind
& apocryphal dictionary,
she cannot clone it all.

iv. "say anything," the pen
whispers as she trembles
among ink-scented fraudulence.

v. but she just laughs & plays the part,
forgetting what the pages told her:
"truth is stranger than fiction."

The Pen, The SwordJust lovely
I was happy to fall asleep
in the welcoming arms of your words and
you were unaware that you held me
so close, and so carefully
from the moment I didn't hear you speak
to the taste of every sentence you spoke
I knew you were the very truth that I'd
been seeking all along
Just barely
I was loathe to fall so deep
in the sharpened edges of your words and
you were too aware that you had me
so close, and so carelessly
from the second I heard you break
to the taste of every sentence you broke
I knew you were the very truth that I'd
been avoiding all along

False EternityDisillusioned youth was less common in those days,
I assure you, the people even more set in their ways,
murderous and unforgiving, yet unaware of the lie they were living
convinced that faith is stone, they cut faces into gods, they thought
ignorant that being made rendered useless the very gods they wrought.
Shiny carvings into stone, faces, figures, blessed unknown,
Murders, slaughters, sacrifices of the weak, preaching sins and what they seek.
Forgiveness is not for all, all who do not have will now fall!
Greed consumes the mortal mind, rage is all that's left behind!
Amidst it all I rose and found the sun, disowned him for the moon
then sought the horizon, again and again warned my father that doom
would befall him if he didn't seek a better way to live and be
I wasn't willing to follow the dark and deadly rules,
trying to bring some light into the lives of these fools.
Guilds of anti-gods were formed, wars rose higher, nothing to atone!
They all represen

Death of the PoetDear poetry,
This is your challenge,
my eternal chore,
to restate the truth
like never before-
but I’m imperfect
at my very core
and hypocrisy
is what I abhor
so you may expect
my work to be poor
enough for me to
be crushed into gore
with failed attempts
to take wing and soar
when all I wanted
was something much more
than emptiness and
inherited war
and pointless details
of imagined lore
which most of us tend
to simply ignore
at the piercing sound
of a lion’s roar
or the convenience
of a nearby store…
what am I truly
writing these words for?
Let’s merely pretend
that this isn’t me
but the voice of God
or L. Ron Hubbard
or whoever you
wish for it to be
since facts remain facts
no matter the source,
no matter the cause,
since the trustworthy
are also humans
prone to failure;
so prone to a fault
that we hold dearly-
the sum of our faith
measured in dollars-
rewarded by credit
and paper money…
for some odd reason
I find this funny!
So I conclude

ArrheniusThe birds are
keeping to themselves
this evening
as the earth shifts
slightly-
ever so calmly
(for when you are
this powerful
you only have
to move).

Here and there, I
witness these
beautiful strangers
with perfect bodies
and long hair
walking down the road
in tightly knitted packs.
They are animals
like we are animals-
like we are
animals without
claws and fur,
with scratches on our
skin that yields to
fragile and
familiar hands.

The winds respond
as quiet birds rush
from telephone wires
in panic and
in beauty; she
tries to brush the hair
dancing circles in her eyes
(for when you are
this powerful
you only have to move).

False ProphetsPoems and love songs breed dead dreams,
strangled by weeds, face down in the ground
with no roses to mourn them.

Singers are poets that croon
(if you happen to lose your little heart to their tune)
and poets are false prophets -
true love will last forever
if they care to write it,
but not if you swallow the lines...

yet, they always do.

We all have a place
set for us in the shade
in our own private garden of weeds.

False eternityDisillusioned youth was less common in those days,
I assure you, the people even more set in their ways,
murderous and unforgiving, yet unaware of the lie they were living
convinced that faith is stone, they cut faces into gods, they thought
ignorant of the fact that being made rendered useless the very gods they wrought.

Shiny carvings into stone, faces, figures, blessed unknown,
Murders, slaughters, sacrifices of the weak, preaching sins and what they seek.
Forgiveness is not for all, all who do not have will now fall!
Greed consumes the mortal mind, rage is all that's left behind!

Amidst it all I rose and found the sun, disowned him for

VoicesDo you hear the moan of morning rhymes
By the people in their endless time
As the morning dew breaks the day
Back to where the city-lights once laid

The lamp-posts are filled with black starlight
As the children run in their flight
With cries of sorrow, cries of pain
The old houses creaking with disdain

Acidic puddles of blood-wet tears
Remain on the street through all these years
As the cracks have hid the crumbled dust
Within these roads of bone and rust

The melody of the birds is lost
To the screeches and screaming loss
There are people cowering in the dark
Murmuring, whispering their tortured remarks

Flames ignite the world in fire

Psychotic ramblingsI, in the eternal void rest,
Am the unwanted thirteenth guest,
Insane, deranged and psychotic,
There are people who even call me sick.

Isn't it joyful and greedy to demand
A sacrifice of strangulation at the reach of the hand?
Cure the poisoned in a prison built of mental sand.

Murder is the solution brought by the resolution.
Is this the final, one and only conclusion?
Better think again, there will be no retribution.

Death is not the liberation, just the beginning.
Is there eternal peace? The solution is sinning.
Unacceptable lies become the truth, the chaos keeps spinning.

WakefulI remain awake with dreams on my mind
and stories that wait to be knit into books.
To never find comfort until my pillows are
stuffed with thoughts instead of feathers
To never let go until I made sure that
the moon smiled back at me
Until the trees, the grass, and every night creature
has whispered good night...
And yet I'm still as wakeful as an owl
afraid that sleep would somehow
grab my neck and drag me to my grave.

Shared HappinessI like it better when you're happy.
The world feels like a safe place -
A good place to be.

Stay happy, even in the face
of great adversity
I know these last few years have been...

Well, difficult, to say the least.
But as long as your heart shines
I can hear it...

That devilish smile on your lips
the one no amount of miles
or hardships can erase

Remember, I'm always watching
With the eyes of my heart
I see you clearly

And, as long as you are happy
No matter where this life leads me
Then I am happy too.

bad nightmy mistakes are on my head,
and the cigarettes taste like metal;
on the street curb of a suburban block,
the lights jaundiced and flickering
like drunken fireflies, your reflection
that emanates from me covers every face.

HumanDear Hypocrite,

What do you do?
Throwing insults when you're insulted.

Dear Coward,

Where went you?
To your "peaceful" sanctuary you have bolted.

Dear Liar,

What say you?
Your poison corrupts innocent ears.

Dear Human,

What are you?
A sinner trapped in endless tears.

Watercolor PainWhen you smile,
I turn colorblind.

It turns into a somersault
whenever I gain contact
with your skin,
bare back touching
bare back.

But I'm not hungry
for bedposts.

I just want to
savor each moment your arms
lock into mine,
the romanticism of
the moons in my eyes
and the skies in your words.

There's smoke
behind all those hues
of hazel and your fingers
are porcelain,
but I still love you.

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MioEn tus ojos cristalinos
Se refleja un ayer
Que se llevó el olvido
Pero que tú recuerdas

De tus labios que encierran
Secretos del pasado
Me cuentas una historia
Misteriosa y escondida
De la que ya no se habla

De aventuras y viajes
Que hierven la sangre de adrenalina

Y al rozar tus labios
Siento que por un momento
Eres mío
Siento tus recuerdos emanantes
Tu necesidad innata de ser amado

Aunque no amas, me has confesado

Te siento mío
Tan mío, que en un instante
Me pierdo en tu piel
En el brillo de tu mirada fija
En tu calor masculino

Y por un instante,
Eres mío

So farYou look back to your fading past
The friendships, lost
Relatives and lovers who died
But whom you still keep alive
In these memories
You cannot rid yourself of

You’ve tried crying
And screaming
And running away

Finding your place
Can be hard in this world
You’ve so much to share
But no one to share it with

These emotions you can’t control
This fear of feeling so alone
The ghosts of the present mock you
And you can’t escape their grasp

But you’ve come this far
So far!
And you’ve survived
You’re stronger than you think
And you feel surprised

Then, suddenly, you smile
You look to the sk

One day at a timeBlue, infinite skies
The same sun wakes us up
We are not asleep; and yet
Show no signs of life

Silent and still, we wait
We wait for the warmth
The warmth of a love
We will never feel again

Midday is gone
And the sun’s about to set

Yet again, another day is gone
We will grow old before we forget
The arms that lead us to happiness

This door has been closed
And we struggle to breath
Through the gap on the window

Though we manage
Slowly, but surely
One day at a time

The final goodbyeYou do not want to help me through it
And you only care about yourself

Another lie from your lips
One last kiss
A lingering look at the back of my neck
As I leave the spot which used to be mine
No regrets

I have already found the calm after the storm
This is your cross to bear, your hell
You are no longer a part of me I should save
You are not my problem and you’re not my friend
What you did to me has no name

And I shall walk under the sun by myself
With no burden but the shadow I project
And I will regret nothing
The past so dark behind
And my future so bright ahead

UnhealBitter tears, realisation
Broken and left to die

Impersonal and impassive
You watch me lie
Lingering in my own pain
Struggling to survive

How could anyone
Lie so well?
Eyes so crystal,
Voice so clear

I wish I could vanish,
Disappear
I wish I could undo
All the mistakes

I will ask you once again
“What about York
And the sun, and the grass?

That field where we lay
And talked about everything and nothing
At the same time?”

What happened to the sky
Your eyes held?

Drop by drop, I fall
Like the rain that washed our feet that spring
Like ashes to soil

Betrayed and backstabbed
By the one person
I ever truly loved

De lutoDe luto espeso
En el horizonte de un ayer
Que se llevó una esperanza

Cubierto de sombras negras
Como la noche vacía
Que se pierde en el espacio que ocupaba
El encarnado atardecer

¿Quién hubiera dicho
Que este amor marchito
Me costaría la vida?

Después del beso y la sonrisa
Siempre llega una lágrima
Congelada en el camino de la mejilla
Silenciosa y extraña

¡Qué dolor me causas!
¡Cómo me cortas el aliento!
Y a pesar de que tanto tiempo ya ha pasado
Aún te espero

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We all need something...

by ~innepik, Apr 3, 2007, 11:07:31 AM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Free Verse

As you fall down in life
You look up to me
I’m high above, watching
What we used to be

I’m changing, I’m bending
Downwards, to get you
Pick you up, help you
Get up and shine

We all need something
Be it money or love
Shelter or food
A glimmer of hope

Something to believe in
A God or a soul
I believe in you
You’ll make it through

We all need something...by ~innepik

Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Free Verse

this was originally gonna b called "we all need something to believe in"... but title was too long.. oh well. hope it gives hope.

“We all need something to believe in
We all need something to hold on to
I know I hurt you deeply
But, baby, you hurt me too”

innepik

~aba1 Apr 6, 2007

i likes it not bad ^^

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~innepik Apr 7, 2007

thanx darling.

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~aba1 Apr 7, 2007

np ^^

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~lastbattlelhu Apr 5, 2007 Hobbyist Photographer

i like this one! totally! well written. focus on someone else, giving them hope too..... BRAVO!

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: keep it up

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~innepik Apr 7, 2007

thanks!!

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~sensorydecay Apr 3, 2007 Hobbyist Writer

"get up and shine" - that is an incredible line.
I love this poem.

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~innepik Apr 7, 2007

im glad u like it!!

i think spring is GREAT. i have a tan

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~hikari-paanda953 Apr 3, 2007

Luv it! ^_^

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~innepik Apr 7, 2007

thanx!! and thanx 4 the fav too

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~hikari-paanda953 Apr 7, 2007

ur welcome!!

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