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the scars on your shouldersthe scars on your shoulders
are braille to me, so that i
can read your skin, so that i
can know you better.

i like to listen to your heartbeat
and how it resounds differently
from mine, just so beautifully
like two songs played in tandem
to harmonise in rounds;

i like to hold your hands
and rub your back
so that maybe my love
can find its way through your pores
and seep into your blood
(never can i find the right words
to tell you just the way you feel to me)

and to think that and how i nearly missed you
makes me miss you more
every minute and mile we spend
elsewhere.
i can't sleep with another body
in my bed,
but sleeping without you
leav

He doesn't write poetry anymore.He doesn’t write poetry anymore,
even if he still collects it, reads it, saves it, treasures
faded verses from his wife the way connoisseurs
savor vinyl over metallic rainbows on disc.
I don’t mind not knowing, but I can’t stand not asking.

The record needle hits the groove wrong;
he stumbles over words that aren’t there,
rummaging for an answer he doesn’t really have.
He doesn’t write poetry anymore
and his confusion is strangely endearing.

But there’s a lyricism to his words that I love,
poetic lines inserted between the daily grind
of character names and who said what;
voiceless boys in white a

PocketLeftover religion in the pocket
Of my trenchcoat
A key that unlocks nothing
A penny, a scrap of paper
With half of your name
Written in black ink

A song that is usually in my head
In the shriveled carcass
Of a long-dead dream
In the pocket
Of my trenchcoat
With the lint

SurelyIt was raining
when we kissed for the first time,
for the last time.

Thin rivulets
sunk into the shrunken space
between our bodies
and divided us
like nothing could before,
like everything will
from now
until that never again
when we will
see each other once more,
no more.

Your eyes were
that bewitching shade
of dull brown blue
with all of the light darkness
whirling
in a placid pond
around a pupil
overflowing with vacancy,
and me
and my frowning smile.

The winter heat
fell like a rising tide
and,
for our every breath
was another death
so black and full of life --
embracing our boiled ice skin
as we drew apart,
came together and broke free

Condemnedbeneath the beaten earth they lay,
their dreams condemned to ashes,
and our restless bodies stretch,
for forgiveness, for direction –

survivors of the abyss,
amidst wide-eye, silent soldiers –
so many dead, so many maimed,

how many graves are we standing on, today?

Life, Death And A Pork Chop SandwichAll tangled up, hard to breathe
This steel cloud day that swirls
With heat and pounding hammers
I shake in my boots and cough up
Blood, rust and damaged flesh
Waiting for the second coming
Maybe next time around there'll be
Some chance for more than this

A twisted barbed wire halo
Wrapped tight around my skull
Blinding white light aura
Swarming with flies I'm flying
To pieces, thousands of shards
Cannot be brought back together
But I will remember the summer
Of my first Chevrolet in each bit

Gleaming bits of glass in the desert
Each reflecting a different moment
Still, now, enduring until the waves
Of a new ocean sweep them away
No pain

SisterSister

A sister is like a soul mate;
Someone who is always there
to guide me through fate.

A sister is,
a part of childhood that I cannot erase;
A sister like you,
is one that I would never replace
because you always know how to
put a smile on my face.

I know I can depend on you
to always be there for me;
This is one hundred percent guaranteed!

I've had great memories with you
in the past;
and I hope there are many more
to come,
in the future.

Pretty little things called words and dustif you weren't a hypocrite,
you'd be wrapped in the sweetest
perfumes
(learning
how to engulf the ocean
with your lungs
and think of how to cup it
in your hands
despite
your broken prayers and
still be beautiful)

dance with the gypsies
'till noon
(a quake in
your hips like the thrust
of continents
and the faultlines
emanating from
your spine,
but still
so, so graceful)

sing with the nymphs
in tune
(your voice,
it's growing old,
raspy even.
your throat's burning dry
like a monsoon
faltering in a desert,

and tones
still octaves
powerful)

be nestled in a king's arms
soon
(oh, you precious
little thing.
how

Lost In ConfusionMy mind is spinning without a rest
emotions whirl and twirl around
A merry-go-round gaining speed
Until the world blurrs before my eyes
What's happening? What's going on?

The simplest thought slips away
Right from my mind, fading so fast
Trying to focus, I stare and stare
Until my eyes are heavy and unclear.
I don't understand, what is going on...

Emotions rise and fall again
Within the blink of an eye
I'm crying, laughing, and depressed
A rollercoaster ride that never ends
Am I losing my mind in this ?

I try to close my eyes and rest
But the world spins me around
I feel like I am failing this test
Voices and noisies echo in my min

Puppet My tears fall,

like invisible

diamonds.

My heart beats,

like soundless

drums.

Unwanted,

because of the

strings attached.

Why meI wanted sleep very badly
I tried my hardest to rest
I closed my eyes and laid there
But sleep didn’t come easy
I would doze off
And wake back up
Again
Why me? When I know I have to be up at 3 AM.

HorsepowerHorsepower

There’s a knife turnin in my soft parts
And heat burnin my mind on hard starts
The motors runnin but I lost the wheel
Just want it to be numb don’t wanna feel
Take two steps back and put it in park
Before I leave scarred up black marks
I need a u-turn on this highway
But can’t go back on the by-way
So look ahead, the pavement goes on
Break the rear-view mirror it’s gone
Contemplate
Reiterate
Put it in drive
And say goodbye
Let’s see how fast this bitch can fly

-Cygam7

nightmarethe foxes are at your bedside and singing--
feversongs,
songs of boiling thoughts
and broken muscles.
their lullabyes.
they sneak so quiet, and
somehow,
you can't quite
dream
anymore.

A Night By the FireNo light,
The light sired by the night
All above whilst the day's delights
Now disappears from mortal sight.

Faded away is the sun's power,
Taking the stage now is night's sallow flower;
Now mortals may behold the stars and falling shower.

Set in a pit Nature's skyscraper ablaze
And revel in the emanating heat as you gaze,
Looking down on occasion when you hear a crack from the fire
And witness "fireflies" flying away from mother's blaze;
Dying shortly after but not lacking burning beauty do they desire!

I look out towards the teasing shore
And meditate as we sit upon her door,
Thinking on what my future has in store;
Who I am now and even

FossilizedLiving proof of fossils alive,
and no horseshoe-crab am I.

Nor, inhabitable harsh compression of plates,
residing under humid marsh-scapes.

I mold into the walls, as chalky old coal.
But I am no mineral, no era.
I am not, Mesozoic.

Through the ages
Iron
Bronze
silver, gold and heroic.

I remain a still-life; and no Iduna's apples would retain my youth
No magic fountains, or time devices, or wrist watches.
I am the machine of time.
The watcher, omnipotent, the wise.

But

no God am I

Somewhere, sweet tangy sap trolleys down cracked bark.
Somewhere, celestial bodies erupt unseen.
Somewhere, a abrupt breeze blows overturned bi-cycle tire

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raindropsThe pidder pader
of raindrops
echo like my tears
falling to pavement
blending in with the rest
no uniqueness left
just an empty void.

The effect.She brings happy memories.
She bring a smile so wide a bright
she brings so many other things
I can't help it with all my might

But when she turns away
my feelings truely show
my happiness unfolds
and my story is
starting to be told

The only reason I smile
is to show that Im okay
but when your not looking,
it turns to decay.

When I turn away from you
its because my tears just overflew
Seeing this girl I wish I could hold
in all honesty I feel so cold

I know you deserve better
and I know I don't compare
I just wish you would give me a chance
to try an see what we could share.

The reason I say all this
is not to make you

Snow flakeits odd how we let the snow flake melt
as we let the relationship fail
we see it comming
but we choose not to stop it,
we see it comming
but we think theres nothing we can do
Why even let it frost over

maybe I wasn't good enough
or maybe it was just me being stupid again

but in the end theres always the same result
you finding a better person then myself
just as every other girl out there
remember im here to help you
to hold you
but in the darkest night
my arms wont be the ones you run to

Hearts shatter
love no longer matters
your the image that I longed for
but it seems like another figure head

Footstepsfootsteps
leading on a broken path

severed from my mind
following it step by step
not intending on a destination

stumbled upon
the end of the path
where the steps of foots stops

I saw her.
leading my way through
showing me the light

One day she left
and im lost within
once again

But this time
shes not there to guide my way

foot steps
on a broken path

foot steps
on my broken heart.

In HeavenSomeday I shall die
when that day comes by
I will leave thee behind

and I shall rise
beyond these lies
riseing to heaven and beyond...

but even there
a tear I swear
will fall from eye
because your not at my side

I shall regret this time when im alone,
for your the one
I wish to forever hold

Your smile your laugh
everything must last
till you meet me again...
but then will you greet with a grin?

I thought...I thought of my life
and I thought of this knife
so deep within
I am seeing bright light
every moment
that passes me by
I seem to get
a little more high
off this feeling
that no one knows
off this feeling
that I can't show
my life my soul
my everything goes
leaving me now
and leaving me fast
I can't help but wish it would last
I miss her face
and the shine of her voice
I miss her laugh
and the feeling of rejoice
I miss that feeling oh so much
but with my dying breath
I would say I love her so much.

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by ~Hopless-love-poet, Jan 6, 2013, 8:49:10 PM
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The night goes on forever
the end not in sight
My mind running circles
never getting rest
all I can think of is her
and how I cant get by
I wish I could be near
for without her it has a burning sear
The muk of the night overwhelming
seizing control of my Consciousness
leaving me a broken shell
her name the only thing I hear
as my mind goes numb.

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Wrote this a few nights ago....been a LONG time since I posted...its prolly not any good but whatever.

*CapitolSlave Jan 6, 2013 Student Digital Artist

I"m glad to see you writing again.~

~Hopless-love-poet Jan 7, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

it feels nice to write again, but im not use to it. lol

*CapitolSlave Jan 8, 2013 Student Digital Artist

Just keep trying. (: You'll get the hang of it again.
Hell, I stopped drawing for 6 months and it was stupidly hard to get used to it again. But I did.

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