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Who am I?                      "I am me.."
     
               Who ever that may be.

                           Made by a world,

                Not easily understood.

          
Safety RopeWe are humans because we have hope,
hope is our last strand, our safety rope.
But safety ropes can rip and tear,
and all that's left is empty air.
When it's your only reason to live on,
you just got to sing along with the song.
The sad song called life and reality,
with hurt and fatalities.
But sometimes it's all you have left,
and you need to prevent it's theft.
Never let someone steal your hope,
because it is your safety rope.
After you lose it,
you fall into a dark, dark pit.
For now, keep on going farther and farther,
keep on climbing, higher and higher.
Keep on living, keep on wishing,
Keep on smiling, and keep on hopi
Waterlily EyesShe had butterfly-winged eyes
She had eyes which were mirroring the stars,
and bursting from stardust
Eyes like waterlilies,
cause waterlilies even shine in dark places

She was -
a flame in november rain,
throwing back her head with a laugh,
singing in the streets, Ave Maria
A voice, crystalline as the
raindrops bedecking her ginger hair,
sparkling pearls on a princess´ diadem

She was...magical,
walking in the air and
never touching ground

She was magical,

until the world noticed her

And sold her

Sold her to the men who smile
those pretend smiles without happiness inside of them
Sold her to the men who know how to p
Cheer up!I know right now you have a care

And you've done all you can to bare.

But things will work out so cheer up.

So, read this poem and fill that cup.

Don't just sit on that lonely chair,

Try to go out and smell the air.

It won't do any good to mope.

So, don't give up on love and hope.

Cheer up! Cheer up! Oh, soul so dear.

Cheer up and let go of your fears.

Don't fret for it will do no good.

So, stand up like you really should.

See all the reasons you should smile?

Be patient and just wait a while.

I'm sure all will work out somehow.

Make the most of your time right now.

Things will work for you in the end.

And keep in mind, you h
Irreplacable"Irreplaceable"

I lost something very valuable to me

Something irreplaceable; a certain kind of key

With ridges used for a specific kind of lock

Stitched and attached to a specific kind of box

A brown-wooden chest in my attic to be more precise

I had tried every other key at least once or twice

What kills me is the value contained inside

A memento from my deceased grandmother left behind

She told me while dying slowly in her death bed

She had something special but wanted to wait instead

Until she was gone so that when I opened the chest

What was inside could help put my mind to rest

But I had lost the key and to make matters wors
A girl like thatI don't deserve you
What was I thinking?
A fat little selfish brat like me
does most sertainly not deserve such a wonderful boy like you
So you better leave me alone now
I shall step aside
so someone who deserves you better can come around

She has to be real pretty
A cute little face with big beautiful eyes
long waving soft hair
and a happy smile to light up your world

She has to be thin with a partly good confidence
but still humble and kind
to never let you down

She should never hurt you or leave you
She shall always stand by your side and help you fight the battle
and she must have what it takes to do so
She has to have al
Skies of BlueIn all the rush
To beat the pack
To break the speed of seeking
I forgot, in all my speaking
A fundamental fact.

I forgot the sky was blue.

I focused so hard
on the horizon
I discovered something
awful, surprising

I forgot the sky was blue.

I was so afraid
That all I did
Would be unmade
I forgot to look for you

And I forgot the sky was blue

I remember, you had fears
That now have faded,
through the years
And all the things that you
have managed to do

You reminded me: the sky is blue.
CalypsoCalypso Calypso
mystifying
beautiful
heart of the ocean
goddess
nymph
daughter of Zeus
fury
passion
pearl among stones
cling to the rocks and wash away
heart of the ocean
volatile woman
mistress of love
Calypso Calypso
you
are
the
Ocean
I Am A...I am a survivor
Because I wish to survive.

I am a dreamer
Because dreams are my break from reality.

I am a lover
Because I yearn to love.

I am a seeker
Because I will seek for my joy.

I am an observer
Because I can observe my enemies,
and know the score.

I am a killer
Because I kill to save others.

I am a hunter
Because I will hunt for truth and lies.

I am a decider
Because I can decide if I can trust you.

I am a teacher
Because I teach the future.

I am a student
Because I still learn.

I am a fighter
Because I do not believe in surrender.

I am a hater
Because the world dispises my spirit
and wants to bring me down.

I
MotionlessLying there motionless
Waiting for respite
In a room full of darkness
She hopes for the light

Paralysed from hurt
No reason to linger
To carry on the fight
To even lift a finger

The only sound made
Is the sound of her tears
As they drop to the floor
The same for all these years

The blood staining her wrist
Is cracked and dry
A reason to live
She asks herself "Why?"

She wants to be set free
From the horrors of her life
She wants no more
Of the painful strife

So she finally moves
But only for the knife
As she lifts cold steel to throat
And takes her own life

Now she lies motionless
But this time she's dead
And nevermo
The Enemy WithinThe Enemy Within:

I have nothing that I can give
Cause I was never taught to live
How do I know what is pain?
I disappear into the rain

Carry me on angel's arms
Don't let me ever come to harm
The blade will cut into my skin
I face the enemy within...

And I feel him, and I feel him cry
And I feel him, and I feel him cry

Dear Enemy
What do you want from me?
Take me slowly
Are you the man I'm meant be?
Dear Enemy...

Suddenly the lights go out
I open up and try to shout
Gasping out my final cry
Is this how I'm meant to die?

Lead me home once again
Let me face this world and then-
I will try to get control
Won't let this fee
History Is Never Made By Those Who BehaveWe are taught of former glories
The burden of our history
Weighs heavy on infant shoulders
As it does our enemies

But I feel safe and protected
On this the day of the Moon
Unlike the remaining six days
When impending horror consumes

Wind chill woes on the moors this morn
Freedom spoke in a foreign tongue
I did not understand her chants
Percussion did not help her song

The stench of death, the drums of war
In time with the beat my heart gave
History is never written
By the flocks that choose to behave

So raise hell but come together
Unite as we are all the same
Keep the lion's heart within you
Your fiery temper learn to tame
That's Just Not MeJust leave me alone.
I'm not my sister.
I never will be.

I can't talk for hours and hours
About my feelings
Or my thoughts.
That's just not me.

I can't be an open book
For anyone to read.
That's just not me.

I can't be happy all the time,
Skipping wherever I go
And humming a merry tune.
That's just not me.

I can't be a social butterfly,
And chat happily
With every person I meet.
That's just not me.

Stop trying to figure out
Why I hide in the fantasy worlds
In the books I read.

Stop trying to figure out
Why I'm so quiet
And never have much to say.

Stop trying to figure out
Why I seem so down
Instead of
Where the Crows BleedSilhouettes of scarlet whisper
among the bones..
Forsaken beneath earth and stone, I am
bejeweled in the River's dread

Trees clad in sanguine
salivate in the abyss of sorrow
The perfume of blood seduces the sky
— incantations of the netherworld
Ebon ghosts shimmer in falling ash,
where love decays evermore
I undress in the lust of darkness; my soul
bequeathed to oblivion seeds the wind
with poisoned tongue flickering
Upon banks of obsidian I gaze
haunted in a tempest of necromancy
I render my ache in shadow-fire,
— deep in the dark flow
Behold! The River Acheron!

In the syrup of dreams
crimson fields burn in my e
Tidy Little BoxesEverything in tidy little boxes
All of my memories are pigeon holed
One section left vacant for all the dreams
A  million for the dreams that they stole

All the boxes with perfect right angles
Protractor now set to ninety degrees
With such rigid habits I wont survive
Please will you come and make a mess of me

Everything in tidy little boxes
While your dreams remain scattered on the floor
It's best that way, mine are hidden away
And stay so very easily ignored

All the boxes are stacked up together
So high one day they will surely fall down
Either that or they will be stacked so high
They'll encompass, suffocate and surround

Eve
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UnseenDon´t you hear my
withering words,
don´t you trip on them
My metaphors
are weeping
A million dying stories
spilled on the floor -
the terrible colourfulness of
the splinters of a rainbow

Don´t you see my shadow
dancing through the mirrors
like the ghost of an epileptic ballerina

Don´t you read my closed lips
Don´t you hear this noiseless screaming
The whispering of broken tones, trembling in the air

My eyes are wearing nameless secrets,
hidden in the depths of burnt out charcoal holes
My hands fly like pierced butterflies
through the poisoned air that´s flooding my lungs

My laughter sounds li
City Night LightsI think it was the city lights and
the sound of speed
It was the buzzing traffic circles
and your sparkling azure eyes

It was all the shiny boutiques, little smoky cafés
and the spider web of narrow streets and secret short cuts
And it was you, my self-proclaimed guide, with your
hands in washed-out jeans pockets, wry smile

It was the scent of rotten pizza and
temptingly sweet but wickedly expensive candy,
the scent of white roses and too many cigarettes

It was the fluttering sound of cold-blooded thieving pigeons,
our roller-coaster screaming choir and your half-drunken
whispered lover´s oaths, 4 o´clock in the
Waterlily EyesShe had butterfly-winged eyes
She had eyes which were mirroring the stars,
and bursting from stardust
Eyes like waterlilies,
cause waterlilies even shine in dark places

She was -
a flame in november rain,
throwing back her head with a laugh,
singing in the streets, Ave Maria
A voice, crystalline as the
raindrops bedecking her ginger hair,
sparkling pearls on a princess´ diadem

She was...magical,
walking in the air and
never touching ground

She was magical,

until the world noticed her

And sold her

Sold her to the men who smile
those pretend smiles without happiness inside of them
Sold her to the men who know how to p
ImagineI watched you sitting there, in front of the window, alone
with the scent of night, as if you were caught in
a moonbeam spider web, alone
with pen and paper

I love to watch you
writing left-handed,
as if your words needed protection
With this absent-minded look
in your ocean blue eyes
which see more than all the others see - maybe
they see things more clearly, or rather
they see them how they really are

I love to watch you
breathing life into dead things
and turning sentences into melodies
How you´re able to give the little things significance
and write down what life keeps quiet about
You can make the stones cry and
bring a smile on th
Hangover's DaybreakI can´t remember what I did last night
I assume I was too drunk to notice
I just remember I didn´t feel that well,
and coloured lights and the beat
I can´t remember how I got here
but there is you, lying next to me,
in fact you´re the first woman
who didn´t leave before daybreak
It feels new in some way, but it feels
actually not bad

I assume I was too drunk to fuck you,
but actually it feels like I had another reason
Cause I can´t remember your smell
I can´t even remember how your skin feels,
or your lips, if I ever knew
But actually I remember your eyes, and usually
eyes are the first t
Music is what feelings sound like              Lying on the 
                clover field, listening to the song my heart plays 
                when you are 
                on my mind
                   Cause every word 
                  you say becomes poetry, and 
          every laugh is 
                      music

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My entry for #WeeklyLitContests Quote of the week contest

:winner: Winning piece of the 4th Weekly Lit Contest! I´m really really honoured, thank you for your support! :kiss:
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Mood: Love ~4evanimation Sep 15, 2012  Student Traditional Artist
wonderful!! :clap: =D =)
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Mood: Love ~LauraChan3 Aug 28, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
true and beautifully written!!! so simple but the imagery is impeccable!
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~HaneWolf Jul 11, 2012
ALL MY LOVE TO THIS
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=a-nameless-one Jul 11, 2012
Very true and impeccably written.

A well deserved win.
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=rose-from-the-ashes Jul 11, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you ! :heart:
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~ReizYouUp Jul 10, 2012
Me likey!! You say words I try to say in a long-butt poem, but you say it BETTER with a few words! :heart:
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=rose-from-the-ashes Jul 11, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you very much! :glomp: Usually, I tend to write too long poems, it´s really hard to compress a grain of truth into so few sentences.
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~LightOverpowers58 Jul 10, 2012  Student Writer
This is beautiful and oh so true! Congrats on winning the contest!
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=rose-from-the-ashes Jul 10, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you very much :heart:
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~LightOverpowers58 Jul 10, 2012  Student Writer
You are very welcome ^_^
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