Amanda Miller

Amanda Miller Poems

Pain is a dark art,
That embodies the soul.
Tears are the darts,
And your heart is the hole.
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time to dance,
time to sing,
time to stay,
or spread your wings.
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Naked lies,
blinded eyes,
feign highs,
time dies.
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To roam the skies.
With no restrain.
Following its own course.
Flying in its own lane.
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Two worlds can't survive in unison,
They would collide.
And they usually do,
Always having to choose sides.
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I'm not mad anymore,
I think I understand.
You couldn't take care of me,
So God held my hand.
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Value has changed.
Integrity is gone.
What was once our proud country.
Is now weak where it was strong.
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This mediocre existence,
From day to day.
Living the same life.
In the exact same way.
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Never change for anyone,
You are who you are.
Never lower your goals.
Learn to reach for the stars.
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He walks in on them arguing,
They don't even notice.
He goes to his room to study,
But over the noise, it's hard to focus.
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With fear comes hatred,
With respect comes love.
Loyalty comes with time.
And character fits like a glove.
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The hours I've wasted,
Thinking of You,
Have cast a shadow of doubt,
Over everything I do.
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13.

A trophy won,
A feign smile.
A congrats in order,
But wait awhile.
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He saw your reflection
In the window as you passed.
He saw a smile,
But knew it was masked.
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For years you kept me living.
But now I’m all but gone.
Leeaving me to ask myself.
What have I done wrong.
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What would have happened?
If I stayed back home.
A home where my mom was seldom sober.
And I was always on my own.
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17.

To watch a stranger,
With unopened eyes.
To open your mouth,
and speak only lies.
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The shadows move,
Without watching the ground.
They try to speak,
But there is no sound.
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Moving sleep,
Silent scream.
Peace my child,
Only a dream.
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Running through,
corridor of dark,
resembling hell.
one distinct mark.
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Amanda Miller Biography

My entire life I have lived for everyone but myself. Now, I am living for me.)

The Best Poem Of Amanda Miller

Dark Art

Pain is a dark art,
That embodies the soul.
Tears are the darts,
And your heart is the hole.

The hurt is unimaginable.
The love is all but lost.
When noone surrounds you,
You weep at all costs.

It isn't easily mastered.
Hiding the pain away,
Pretending it doesn't exist,
Lying and saying you're okay.

But you do it,
Because it's all you know.
Placing the tears aside,
Never letting them show.

Amanda Miller Comments

p.a. noushad 13 August 2008

your poems nerrate the life in reality

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p.a. noushad 01 August 2008

your poems tell the beuty of life.

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