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  • Savannah Oakes (5/3/2013 8:54:00 PM) Post reply

    Daydreaming

    I took it all to heart,
    each hasty smile and modest gesture,
    each syllable of dispassionate word,
    to a stage where even I was persuaded,
    the rays veiling your face
    in perfect symmetry,
    were by your own hand.

    I coveted you so,
    for what were you incapable?
    Because you ou were the rays,
    as you werethe smile, the gesture,
    and the word.
    Everything created, then destroyed
    by unadulterated hand,
    but all only in my sight.

    Now I mistrust.
    There are words I thought were spoken
    and actions I thought displayed—
    In fact—illusions and Trickery.
    But now I see,
    how you were a dream,
    borne of a skeptic in dangerous reverie.

    This guise I had burdened on you,
    I all the time unawares,
    For it had seemed,
    that when I said move
    —you moved.
    And when I said speak
    —you spoke.

    How does something appearing
    so concrete, so essential
    be confused with truth?
    —to savor another's words
    and have them be your own—
    Eyes blind and still
    having dreams of distant realms—
    but forget it.
    Happiness has gained on me,
    now knowing the best of truth.

    Now there is only whisperings
    of a voice lost.
    No more apparitions of smiles,
    gestures, or words—
    such trivial necessities,
    conceived by a fool
    in want of an actor.

  • Savannah Oakes (5/3/2013 8:53:00 PM) Post reply

    If I Had Ten More Minutes

    If I had ten more minutes
    and my voice was not faint
    nor my face so devoid
    or my mind so blank,
    I would profess—

    But I'm afraid of words
    which might betray lips,
    For what is kept
    is of my eyes—
    that impulsive organ
    I've attempted to stray;
    hooded, hazed.

    Construing a montage
    ever playing:
    concerns, worries
    fears, and doubts,
    Come to life
    in bursting light
    whilst straining in the dark.

    And if such creations
    could speak—
    or better
    could be heard—
    through the mist of passion
    And masks of pride,

    I would profess
    All in my heart;
    Every quaint murmur
    Forsaken night and night.

  • Erik Esquivel (5/2/2013 10:44:00 PM) Post reply

    For Her Heart [3
    {Para Su Corazon [3}

    El amor se siente por el corazon..
    Rumores se escuchan for rechazos en el pasado..ese maldito dolor!
    El corazon se ama con tiernura y del fondo del alma, eres incomparable, inolvidable, inmaginable, mi kerida dama!
    La niña mas preciosa que ni al final del tunnel encontrarias solo reflejos de los rayos del sol tendrias..en la mirada..
    Que me das y haces hacen mi corazon que derrita por ti, respiro un ultimo respiro por ti antes de morirme.
    Bajaria las estrellas para contarlas solamente al lado de ella..
    El amor que yo te tengo es muy inexplicable, escucha mi linda cansion compuesta con palabras derramando de mi corazon para darte una buena razon, con felizidad llenas de maravillosa fantasias!
    Entiende mi pobre corazon sobreviviente, traizionado, atropeyado madurado y superado, las palabras que te digo no es un sueño, kiero que seas mi reyna por eternidad reynaremos nuestro palacio mientras yo sea tu dueño!

  • Victoria Ly (5/2/2013 10:34:00 PM) Post reply

    The Best Dream by Victoria Ly

    Time to put an end to this pain.
    Standing five stories high.
    I take a deep breath,
    And jump.
    Falling,
    Falling,
    Falling.
    This is it.
    This is goodbye.
    This is my happy ending.
    I close my eyes.
    Floating,
    Floating,
    Floating.
    What am I feeling?
    Nothing.
    I am numb.
    Hit the ground.
    The end.

    No wait.
    I wake up.
    Sweaty,
    Confused,
    Shaking.
    Glad it did not actually happen,
    But wishing it did.

    Worst nightmare,
    Yet best dream.

  • Norrel Mcfadden (5/2/2013 5:46:00 PM) Post reply

    What does magic mean to me

    It's just another word away
    It's just another talk away
    It's just another step away
    It's just another walk away
    when you come to me
    is it in the present
    It's just another word away
    it's just another talk away
    it's just another step away
    it's just another walk away
    when you come to me
    is it in the present
    it's just about me
    it's just about you
    it's just about me
    it's just about you
    the things we could do
    the things we could think of
    the things we could do
    the things we could think of

  • Dave Dafes (5/1/2013 2:41:00 PM) Post reply

    If You Were My Romeo

    If you were my Romeo,
    My heart ‘d race in fervent pace,
    When your name I hear without your face,
    Your words me they’ll brace,
    When life’s battles I face,

    Chills will sail up my spine,
    Always for you I’ll pine,
    My heart will be thine,
    For your absence will made it die,

    To you I’d surrender my soul,
    In each other’s arms our time we’d plow,
    Unknowingly this passion we’ll sow
    Then it’ll decline to burn slow

    If you were my Romeo,
    I’ll sleep awake every night,
    Wishing if you could be my knight,
    So for you my troth I could plight,

    We’ll sail away into the rays,
    Love will make our ways,
    Together we shall run away,
    So they don’t keep us at bay,

    If you were my Romeo,
    I’ll come away with you,
    Even to the ends of the earth,
    B’cos this love comes but once,
    Such that I have for thee.

  • Lucy Bren'ee (4/30/2013 10:10:00 PM) Post reply

    She wandered the streets
    never a whisper to dare
    a ghost of the past
    a reaper of the present
    falling in love
    chained her to her past
    links of crushed dreams
    rattled as she walked
    her hollow eyes
    and pale skin
    were enough to warn others
    the danger of
    falling in love

  • Lucy Bren'ee (4/30/2013 10:06:00 PM) Post reply

    once upon a time
    when we were in love
    the stars were brighter
    my spirits were higher
    my soul on fire

    once upon a time
    when you held my heart
    when you controlled my emotions
    when you were my world
    when we were in love


    once upon a time
    there was us

  • Savannah Oakes (4/30/2013 7:04:00 PM) Post reply

    Daydreaming

    I took it all to heart,
    each hasty smile and modest gesture,
    each syllable of dispassionate word,
    to a stage where even I was persuaded,
    the rays veiling your face
    in perfect symmetry,
    were by your own hand.

    No—you were the rays, as you were
    the smile, the gesture, and the word.
    Everything created, then destroyed
    by unadulterated hand.
    I coveted you so,
    for what were you incapable?
    —but all only in my sight.

    Now I mistrust.
    There are words I thought were spoken
    and actions I thought displayed—
    In fact—illusions and Trickery.
    But now I see,
    how you were a dream,
    borne of a skeptic in dangerous reverie.

    This guise I had burdened on you,
    I all the time unawares,
    For it had seemed,
    that when I said move
    —you moved.
    And when I said speak
    —you spoke.

    How does something appearing
    so concrete, so essential
    be confused with truth?
    —to savor another's words
    and have them be your own—
    Eyes blind and still
    having dreams of distant realms—
    but forget it.
    Happiness has gained on me,
    now knowing the best of truth.

    Now there is only whisperings,
    of a voice lost.
    No more apparitions of smiles,
    gestures, or words—
    such trivial necessities,
    conceived by a fool
    in want of an actor.

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  • Farhana Rahman (4/30/2013 9:20:00 AM) Post reply

    Dying for the Blood Moon


    " Alone, alone, all, all alone,
    Alone on a wide wide sea!
    And never a saint took pity on
    My soul in agony."
    The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
    S.T.Coleridge

    Making you a portrait close to heart
    a farewell smile, kisses along with hug
    We did ourselves apart.

    Of love and lies or betrayal precise
    Hence, no gaming left..
    I, queen of Heart declare you " Death"

    Such black night with such bloody moon
    When spirits found a door..
    I announce thy doom.

    Eyes on eyes, lips open, glimpse of teeth
    Undressed chest, blood beneath
    Beating heart
    Trial is start

    Love and death
    Remained choices open
    Second you chose
    Death granted as a token


    I left you alone
    under the bluish black sky
    The blood moon remained
    As witness to cry!

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