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Fleeting MomentsIn the years, months, days, moments since I have met you, I have learned, I have grown, I have loved, and I have lost. I have loved you. I fell in love with the two of us.
You don't realize that when I say I am in love with us, what I mean is that I am in love with what we once had. I have matured enough to realize that we are different people than we were then; we cannot go back and love each other again. But in the years, months, days, and moments since my heart beat sporadically inside my chest as you gave me the best first kiss any two people could ever have, I have loved you. More so, I have loved that moment with my whole heart, and my entire being.
In that one moment, the shame and regret weighing down on me was lifted, and sent somewhere far away. The anvil of self-hate pressing down, slowly breaking my ribs, was taken away in those fleeting seconds. You did that. Your lips against mine, your arms wrapped around my waist, and then your fingers in my hair... That kiss

Blankets the EarthRain blankets the earth
Permeating each crevice
Of my tortured soul

The Rose's ThornOn a steed blazed in fire
she sat aloft on a patterned silk saddle.
Coated in dark britches,
defying winters night.

Red hair spiked upon her crown
drawing the one eyed moons light.
Her hips splayed mountains,
torturing men with escapist fantasies.

With sodden laps
men pouted, panted and parted,
with gold and coin,
jewellery and heirlooms.

For gleeful glances of sublime tastes,
to an exotic bust so bound,
in tight cloth.

And they daren't check back,
to fallen and forgotten lives.
With heavy laden tongue wills,
seduced to wilder happenings.

And we stepped forth from the shadows as free men,
to fall into step fo

The Knifing Friend.I weaved through the crowd of sophomores, desperately trying to find her. I ignored the stares and the remarks.
"Oh look who it is."
"The one who broke his heart."

Finally, I found her.
I asked the question I already knew the answer to. "Did you tell?" She didn't hear me. I shook her shoulder "Did you tell my secret?"
Martie rolled her eyes, and tossed her head. "Honey, it's not a secret. Everybody knows."

I took a step backwards.
"But it's not true." I whispered to her, the world spinning around me. "What have you done?"

She rolled her eyes again at me. "Honey, the end result isn't as good if you don't mix t

fireflies.READ AUTHOR'S COMMENT BEFORE READING.

You laugh as Daddy drives his car through an impenetrable wall of flying black specks. For the third time in the past ten minutes, those little specks run straight into the windshield and decorate its already stained surface with green and brown splatters. Daddy turns on the wipers, but all that does is spread the disgusting goop around.

Now it was impossible to see the navy twilight sky or the dark forest ahead of you. You couldn't see the three-foot tall grass on the three-foot tall hills that went on for what seemed like miles, nor could you see the gravel that laid itself in front of you in neat, th

Chasing the white rabbitYou're the white rabbit of tricks and tease,
I am the black cat of obsession and addiction.
You provoke my intrigue and curiosity;
a fascination that has me preying sly and subtle.

You're baiting the hunt and enticing the chase, silly rabbit;
you're flirting with disaster.
A dangerous game, you must like the thrill,
come close enough and I could destroy you in a heartbeat.

"I'll let you come to me with your daring dance of seduction that makes my belly rumble.
But take warning, precious little cottontail;
for in my claws you will surely stumble..."

27. ForeignA heart so foreign
That I thought I knew
once a long time ago
A heart I thought I loved
Now time has washed that away

A touch so foreign
that I don't even notice
A touch that used to send sparks up my spine
A dark touch to those eyes that used to shine

Foreign to me
Don't you see?
That you are foreign to me
Don't you see?
That you lost me

Foreign to me
Foreign forever
Not sure what to think
Not sure what to do
except hide

I Want To Fly Ever So HighI lay in a field,
On a blanket,
Looking up at the sky,
What a cool fall day,
What a lovely sky,
I wish I could fly like a bird
And be ever so high
I want to touch the clouds,
And feel so free,
I know it will never be,
No reason to stop dreaming,
It passes time,
And makes me feel so alive.

Don'tDon't be discouraged
for this path will become more familiar.
I'll be your trusty steed
and you can venture onward.

I know the weight has
become a burden,
soon you'll find yourself
becoming stronger.

Don't feel dejected
for this path will become brighter.
Leave the shadows behind you
and you can venture onward.

I know the pain has
become troublesome,
soon you'll find yourself
smiling with me.

Don't lose sight
for there is a light
at the end of this tunnel.

Never fear,
for I am here.

Duel With A CupidIt was the coldest winter day in history,
What happened to me then is a mystery.
I was lying on the couch, watching TV,
When I saw a little cupid targeting me.
My future was about to be destroyed by love,
The thought of that was scary enough.
Before he could shoot me, I had grabbed him,
With a sharp knife I almost stabbed him.
The creature cried:
“Stop, you fool, think about your action,
From killing me you won’t get any satisfaction!
I will be avenged by thousands of others,
By my cousins, sisters and brothers.
To a duel you I challenge,
If I win, you will be in love forever,
But if you win, I will bother you never!”
People still call me stupid,
For challenging a cupid!
Many things were at stake,
Love is a dream, from which no one can awake,
It is like diving in a bottomless lake!
My way of life I did not want to change,
But something made me this duel arrange.
How can I shoot a creature with an arrow,
That is smaller than a sparrow?
In my living room the battle w

Fervid AwakeningThere's a fire beneath my feet,
but not the kind that burns
mountains and ruins girls
made of papier-mâché—no,

these are the sparks that
drive the insane to dance in
the rain; the flames that
gave birth to a million voices
itching to be heard, too.

It's spreading, settling, somewhere deep
beneath my sternum, like an anticipatory
story, waiting to be told, giving
my heart the ardor to beat.
-
No one ever says happiness
is like a butterfly: beautiful,
flighty, and fleeting.

If you let it slip through your
fingers—you are left
alone, palms full of feathery dust
which soon fades and leads to the scary

To Be, To Be, CarefreeCarefree, carefree I wish to be,
I long to be with her.
She'll teach my heart just how to see,
I'll be her perfect sir.
I'll learn of love in her embrace,
And then succumb to her sweet grace,
I'll learn of love,
I'll learn of love,
I'll see the love upon her face,
Oh, carefree, carefree, carefree.

Carefree, carefree, I do foresee
A lifetime at her side.
And in my heart, so much new glee,
I feel I must have died.
I'll fight no more for I am caught,
See me now, a Gordian knot,
I'll fight no more,
I'll fight no more,
What more have I to give to thought?
Oh, carefree, carefree, carefree.

To be carefree, it is my dream,
And fi

Melancholic TendenciesAs she danced away to the fine symphony
She felt nothing but an enchanting ecstasy

Her connective rhythm, her fire breath majesty
A deified sight for the broken heart to see

As she held her stride and moved to and fro
Her heart filled with joy, her mind free of woe

Her grace as she laughed; her happiness so pristine
Her being held sway, no words could define

She moved and moved, her smile more pure
As she danced in the darkness, a divine allure

As the circle drew near, she made a cheerful sound,
An operatic discourse, vibrations spreading round

As she danced and sang, the court was reborn
As ghosts danced to the music, of a satisfied v

Hymn to the MoonIn the hours of your brilliance
Dark soul's child is dying.
You cause new visions -
The sad eye becomes blind.

Moon, mirror of the sun in the darkness!

Kisses are easily shed
In your protective refuge.
Caressed by Venus' whisper
Prohibited barriers yield.

Moon, celestial crown!

Illuminator of the star map,
You show the way to the lost.
Those who seek shelter in the bright light
Cower at the wooden bridge.

Moon, watch-tower of deliverance!

Underneath your canopy
All earth-creatures are sleeping.
In your lap you gently rock
Germinating traces of life.

Moon, bearer of life,
Executor of time,
Galactical guardian!

Moon, patro

The velvety Dress of NightWhen night
Raises her velvety dress
And wraps me up
In merciful darkness
All my ways guide me
Back to myself.

Through the vale of despair
Lead my paths
To the forests of mourn -
Guide me to a lake
Fed from my tears.

The trees whisper of past times
Of happiness and sorrow,
Whisper with a voice of yearning
Of dreams and wishes.

The wind brings me tidings
Of those who left
Whose dreams haunt me
Every night.

Silent voices tell of ties
Knotted by magic power -
Inseparable.
Whisper questions
That move my heart.

When night
Raises her velvety dress
And wraps me up.

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From mankind's insanity, one could hide.

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God Planted A Rose Garden

by *dragonrider745, Aug 24, 2012, 6:33:56 PM
Literature / Poetry / Spiritual / Free Verse

God Planted A Rose Garden

God planted a rose garden.
Billions, actually:
Everyone has one.

But not everyone's life is
Full of hope.
There's not always
Gunna be roses at the end of the path.

God laid out a path for us
To each of our rose gardens.
And then he covered them
With stones.

We have a choice
Of what to do with these stones:
To throw them,
Stumble upon them,
Climb over them,
Or to build with them,
The theory being that
We can get to our rose gardens
If we get it right.

But once we finally get to
Our rose garden,
There's a chance that there
Won't be any roses.
Just weeds that need to be yanked
For the roses to grow and bloom.

And so we go back to the path,
Figure out what went wrong where,
And fix it.

And by doing so,
We are yanking the weeds
In our rose garden.

And when we finally return to
Our rose garden,
There could be roses.
Or there could be weeds still.
Not everyone will have roses.
Not everyone's lives are full of hope.

But at some point in time,
Everyone's garden will have weeds.

And God planted that garden
For a reason.

God Planted A Rose Gardenby *dragonrider745

Literature / Poetry / Spiritual / Free Verse

So, I was outside playing basketball talking to myself to try to get some things off my chest and something hit me: life sucks, it's always going to suck, and there's not always a happy ending. That last part reminded me of something Danny O'Donoghue said, "...not everybody's life is full of hope. There's not always roses at the end."* And then I thought, "Well, what if there is a path to this rose bush and it made me think of the quote by William Arthur Ward, “We can choose to throw stones, to stumble on them, to climb over them, or to build with them.” and this is the result.

I didn't mean to offend anyone with my religous views; it's just what I believe in. Sorry if you took offense.

I sound like a priest...is this what my deep, analytical mind sounds like? Sounds...strange, I admit.

Abrupt ending is abrupt. Didn't know how else to end it.

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Critique by ~NotenSMSK Dec 21, 2012, 8:31:30 PM

This is quite a wonderful work. I liked reading through it. While it was straightforward the theme was good enough to keep me reading till the end and I loved every moment of it. The work technically is not very fabulous but the theme and the mixture of various ideas together is what makes this work so beautiful.

The way you mentioned that everyone has a Rose garden, meaning that everyone has a chance to find hope and a bright future but not everyone reaches that garden. One thing is to follow the steps, know where you are going and another is to reach there and get the right result. People at times think that they should get a reward no matter what they do.

That is not right, as is handled in this work. One has to realize and work on what they MIGHT have done wrong. If they believe they did nothing wrong... well they will probably have only weeds. Quite a nice work!

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~skitskitpotter Jan 5, 2013 Student Writer

Whoa, I actually never read this one before! The analogy is really neat. And I like how you used ideas from O'Donoghue and Ward to write this. It's sad, and thoughtful, and meaningful. It's awesome when a poem has impact like that.

PS The atheist here is not offended by the religious references.

*dragonrider745 Jan 5, 2013 Student Writer

:sob: You made my day, at least in part

See, I like the ones with [some] brains, at least!

Yeah. Two completely different people with two completely different ideas...lets smash them together and see what happens! (My exact thoughts before I wrote this.)

PS Yay I was kind of worried about that. I didn't want to offend anyone c:

~Mysticstar875 Aug 24, 2012 Student Writer

I don't think this needs a mature warning. It's a beautiful poem.

*dragonrider745 Aug 25, 2012 Student Writer

Yeah, it took me a while to decide if it did or didn't. I might take it off... Thanks!

~Mysticstar875 Aug 25, 2012 Student Writer

My dear... Ideological sensitivity would be like thoughts of suicide, self-mutilation, depressing topics, death, torture, racism, the Holocaust, Nazis, genocide, KKK, etc. It's troubling ideas that may offend people. I say God or other religions like that don't need to have that maturity warning. And I'm a Christian, so that's just my opinion ^^

*dragonrider745 Aug 26, 2012 Student Writer

Ah...that makes sense.

Thanks for clearing that up!

~Candace-in-Candyland Aug 24, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Also, I think you're being too tough on yourself. I don't think you should have put a mature content warning on this due to its religious nature. If people are offended, let them be offended. It is your own personal beliefs and people ought to respect that and know that your views make you the person that you are. As Ray Bradbury conveyed, minorities that do not wish to see concepts that offend them can often bring about censorship.

*dragonrider745 Aug 25, 2012 Student Writer

Yeah, I was debating the warning or not...it's just in my nature to try not to offend people, I guess, so I just threw it on.

~Candace-in-Candyland Aug 24, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

I really enjoyed it. Thank you!

*dragonrider745 Aug 25, 2012 Student Writer

Glad you did!

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