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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    We all reside in pain, Tread in fake happiness; Only to shield us From our screaming anguish. Those who take their sorrow,pain, And misery Out on others; Those are the ones Who are truly alone....
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    The walls seem to close in, Sending waves of claustrophobia through me, Tumbling over me Like the foamy wrath of the sea, Lights as bright as the flaming sun Strike and blind me, Making the walls tower over me, As I shrink into myself, Fighting wave after wave Of shuddering darkness That t...
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    A knife grating against my heart, Shredding fragments of me, Tearing my life apart, And destroying who I used to be. The feeling that everything’s wrong, And that my hope has been drowned in tears, Feeling so weak, not strong, Succumbing to all of my fears. Not seeing, Like gauze has been...
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    Smiling through my teeth; Trembling like a leaf. My heart begins to pound, And I cannot hear a sound But the frantic beating of a heart That has been torn apart And knows it is about to die, But cannot force itself to cry; For if it shed a tear, It would not be able to bear The harsh reali...
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    The many colored hand of music Grasps my heart, Slowing its frenzied beat Until we are one, Completely in sync. Bands of metallic gold and silver Interlaced with clandescent Violets and blacks, Streak across its rough crystalline edges, As reflective as a many sided mirror. It bares m...
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    I cannot speak the words You need to hear, For what are gourds Full of nothingness going to do, but leer? Why should I speak a lie, When we both know it’s not the truth? Your trust should not have to die, Like mine did in its youth. Walk away, Don’t linger where its blue. If you stay,...
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    You look but do not see, You hear, but do not listen, Your gaze passes over me, Almost like I’m hidden. I try to make you notice, And see my tears and pain, But you cannot see the darkness That keeps me in the rain. I could shove it in your face, Right before your eyes, But you stil...
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    We all reside in pain, tread in fake happiness; only to shield us from our screaming anguish. Those who take their sorrow, pain, and misery out on others; those are the ones who are truly alone....
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    Sadness; Where does it end? With fear? With depression? With oblivion? With death? All it can lead to Is pain, Watching your throbbing heart Bleed in your hands, Your blood intermingling With salty tears. There is nothing you can do, No way to stop it, No way to break free From t...
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    Fantasy, reality, Borders fade between the two. Where is the line Between false and true? Like an eternal, icy flame; It has a solid grip On your wary mind, Always lurking in your thoughts, As you wonder If you can truly tell the difference, Or if you feed on lies And false truths. Onc...
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    In late August a new school year began, Putting all thoughts of summer out of mind, And though of school I was not a big fan, Sadly I could not to summer rewind. I got off the bus and walked into school, Dreading long days full of torment to come. I searched for friends, each face a welcome je...
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    86 A.D. Ante Diem IV Nonas Quintilis- These words are written by a shaking hand. Fear consumes every waking hour of my fading life. I cherish sleep, for with sleep comes escape from the world and my prison. I am not only in this prison, this confining, damp cell, in body. In mind, I am imprisone...
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    Gliding through the crowd, As graceful as a swan, Smiles bright as suns, Light up the darkened rink. Flashing lights Strain your eyes, Disco balls Twist and turn, Like miniature stars and suns. Skating side by side, And dancing to the beat, You start to lose control, And just...
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    What can you do, When you’re all alone, In the darkness? How can you cope, When there’s nobody To hold you When you cry? Why do you live, When the world is against you? Who will care, When you die? What makes you So different, Little bird? Why do they all Hate you, Little bird?...
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    The winding roots Of weathered trees Snaked through the silent streets And tapped on windows, High and low, Tap Tap. Startled children shook Off their sleep, And listened with rising fear. The forest began to hum, A dark and chilling sound, That vibrated through the trees, And create...
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    Why? Why does day fade Into the dark and lonely night? Why do some people live, While others die? Why does God Hide his face? Why does he help Some people, While others suffer? Why do babies die? Why aren’t they innocent In the eyes of God? Why are they ripped From the lovi...
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    Wandering through mists Of longing, Lost in the dark night, As I ask myself, Where am I? A moment ago, I was there, With everybody else, But now they’re gone And now I’m just here, Alone and Crying. I didn’t know That I cared so much. I didn’t know That words could sting ...
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    Love Is a fluttering bird, Singing a colorful song And making others sigh And shiver With the beauty Of it all. She is A bird rushing back To her mate, And their hatchlings, With a worm in her beak And warmth in her heart. Flying eagerly through The treetops, Trembling with joy...
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    The storm rages Around me, With clashing And booming, Like giants fighting. Lightning flashes across the sky, Followed by angry thunder. Bang! Boom! I shiver and quake Underneath my covers, But you’re not there. I tremble with fear And start to cry, But you’re not there. ...
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    One lonely star Zips through the sky, Racing with comets And passing them by. She tries to slow, To stop, She longs to stay And talk. But alas, She is cursed to fly Endlessly Through the cool, night sky. She trembles with sadness, Singing a song To fight the madness, ...
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    FLASH! Light illuminates A startled bird. Holding the camera steady, Ready to strike again, I creep forward Stealthily, like the wary wolf Stalking its prey; I wait for The perfect moment. My eyes catch a streak Of movement, On the edge of my Peripheral vision: Wings beating As fa...
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    Up in the tree Again, Crying and scared, Again, Not knowing why I run here and hide, Climbing far above the world, Sitting where none Will think to look. Hugging the trunk, My head rests on gnarled bark, My tears mingle with her sweet sap. The aroma of pine surrounds me, Soothing ...
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    As I kneel here in painful silence and look at the only remaining icons of my departed childhood, holding them close, as if they have the power to summon my mother to me; I cannot help but to cry. The tears come forth swiftly, an overflow of sadness, even as I try to suppress them. I feel so alone ...
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    In my head I built a room, in which I kept the truths I dared not speak. In this room, sometimes, I spoke of all the things that had been building up for years, the faults with our government, and how we had sat on the sidelines of our own country for too long. I spoke of how the time to act was...
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    Talent? What is talent without aspiration? Without dedication? Raw talent is nothing on its own, an empty promise, a treasure filled with naught but air, buried far beneath the earth, away from the warm, gentle touch of the sun. Cold as a ghost, it lies there like a faded memory, waiting to be disco...

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