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Mistake Me Not

If I could begin to tell you how I really feel inside then my heart
just might release the tears held back within and I care not to.
I didn't think I could really hurt this badly in my life but I guess
it happens sometimes and it needs taken with a grain of salt?
Why would you think less of me when I wished so much more
for you and will always until the end of my existence and beyond.
I am not the kind of man who just does things without a purpose
I am one who has much more to offer in life than just my heart.
Pleasing everyone I guess cannot happen some wish things on
you that you really would care not to think upon for fear of hurt.
All in all I can truly say that even if I am not perfect at least I
can hold my head up and know that a good person lies within.
Mistake me not for someone full of meanness and spitefulness
that is not my forte' and I dare say that it shall never ever be.

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Motivation is Mystifying Indeed
A boost that encourages us action
The Bafflement is that often
It only Provides a passing distraction.

Mental confusion builds barriers
Hindrances of mammoth proportion
Bewilderment touched off by
Somewhat bothersome extortion.

Troublesome predicaments
Deterrents triggered by perceived agitation
Awkward obstructions
Serving up spicy frustration.

Energized Sparks Fly
Trigger fingers itch
Stirring up the atmosphere
To a somewhat Fevered Pitch.

Grandiose Epiphany
Awakenings break down Walls
Stirrings and arousals
Calming Stormy Squalls.

Motivation No longer quite as obscure
The Road ahead suddenly clear
Connecting the dots once again Elementary
Impediments Magically Disappear.

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I
feel
slighted
uninvited
something
in me has
been
ignited
I am
burning
it is
churning
into a
massive
inferno
of a
greater
force
from a
higher
power
and I
shall
NOT
BE
MOVED.
 
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*confujed cuz of princess*
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thank you? :lol:
 
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love the new entries poefiend :flowers: who could mistake you for mean? one of the nicest people on the board. hope your fire doesn't burn out, so long as it is coming from the greater power source, and not the other one. take care (hugs)
 
I am mean! :angry: JK LOL ty for liking them friend :flowers:
Yes I like the positive part of the poem thats the good
fire and not the negative which is the fire no one needs?
 
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how much is lost in the hustle and bustle of our every day?
those little things we let slide, that bit of warmth we didn't send out
caught up in our lives, how often do we forget to live one?
we turn around and realize how much we have missed
the laughter that once filled our homes, takes leave, and now only echoes
walking through empty rooms, i see the faces that once shared this space
memories of the past, and wonder of the now and future fills my mind
scribbling in my appointment book, the one companion that remains, i sigh
gazing out the window i see others, prays for them, hold it together
times pass so quickly, in this moment you have more than you know,
what you do not have, cannot replace what you already hold,
treasure it, fortune turns quick, where your heart is, there in lies your treasure,
look inside, often you're chasing rainbows that aren't yours to catch
as cliche' as it seems, there is no greater gift you can give, nothing more
you can provide than simply you, give it generously, and let go of what
keeps you from giving it to your fullest, cause in truth, it alone fills the emptiness.
 
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^^Very beautiful and so true Friend. Thanks for posting it.:)
 
This is a translation from a dutch children's books writer Toon Tellegen, a friend of mine read it on the funeral of her son.

One day the ant said goodbye to the squirl. “I will go away for a considerable time,” he said, “but I’m not sure how long it will take. So I’ll say goodbye in such a way that it could be for a long time.”
They shook eachother’s hands five times and embraced eachother in such a way that is fitting for a goodbye for a long time.
“Will I hear from you?” said the squirl. The ant had already turned around and shouted “yes!” while he was walking along the path in the forest. A little while later he had vanished out of sight and the squirl was all alone. What sort of a journey will it be? he thought. But he knew how little can be said about a journey that hasn’t started yet.
Not long after that the squirl got a letter.
‘Dear squirl, I’m entirely on my way now. I promissed that you would hear from me. When you read the exclamation mark a little further along, you’ll hear from me. Are you reading carefully? Listen!’
At that moment a soft whistle could be heard, and it was unmistakably the whistle of the ant. “Ant!” shouted the squirl in exitement. He turned the letter over and over, read between all the lines, and carefully examined the envelope on the ground, but there was no trace of the ant. He read the letter once more, and again he heard the same soft whisteling when he read the exlamation mark. Whenever he stared intently at the exclamation mark for a while, he was even able to recognize the song that the ant used to whistle. He put the letter in the envelope and placed it on the side table next to his bed.
He must be really far away by now, thought the squirl, but he thinks of me!
The sun was shining and the squirl sat on a branch in front of his door. But every now and then he went inside to read the letter again, and every time he reached the exclamation mark, he heard the ant, whisteling from afar. And every time the squirl nodded his head. His eyes glistened and he thought: ant! ant!
 
another one from Toon Tellegen:

One early morning the ant knocked on the door of the squirl.
“How nice,” said the squirl.
“Yes, but that is not what I am here for,” said the ant.
“But would you still like to eat some sirup?”
“Oh, go on then…just a little drop.”
With his mouth full of sirup, the ant told the squirl what he had come by for.
“We shouldn’t see eachother for a while,” he said.
“Why not?” asked the squirl. He thought it was very nice of the ant to drop by every now and then. He had his mouth full of pudding and looked at the ant in amazement.
“To see whether we will miss eachother,” said the ant.
“Miss eachother?”
“Miss eachother. You do know what that means?”
“No,” said the squirl.
“If you miss something, you feel something that isn’t there.”
“How does that feel then?”
“That’s the whole point.”
“Then we shall miss eachother,” said the squirl sadly.
“Not necessarily,” said the ant. “Perhaps we’ll forget eachother.”
“Forget! You?!’ shouted the squirl.
“Well,” said the ant. “There’s no need to shout.”
The squirl put his head in his hands.
“I will never forget you,” he said softly.
 
i'll repost another later :) looks down... that's nice dri :flowers: thanks for posting.
 
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"...Why don't you feel me
Why can't I hold your hand
You never said that you'd leave me
And I know you are somewhere

I held you close
When you fell to the ground
And now you've torn all my hope apart
You could have said good-bye..."

[ "For Amelie" - Leaves' Eyes ]





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Lets Make Believe

Come travel with me upon this grandest of journeys
let's us transport ourselves to a more simpler place and time
Unlock the resources of your past left behind long long ago.

Let the inner child in you soar upon clouds of cotton candy pink
and entwine yourself into its sweetest of gifts galore.
Bring back the yesteryear of everything festive and fun.

Run through fields of clover and lay upon the wild flowers and
gaze into the skies bountiful treasures unfolding for you there.
Morning skies bring smiles and Nighttime sky brings mysteries.

Skies of clouds and bluest of hue send happy birds on the wing
over the rainbow and to many other magical things.
Whisper on the wind for them to send a message to God from you.

The Stars will hold you spellbound with their vast and endless
nighttime parade of twinkling diamonds designed for you alone.
Sigh at the darkest velvet covering the sky and your heart in warm embrace.

I want to fly upon the mountain sides and view the snowcapped peaks
live amongst the animals and be brave and strong like the lions roar.
Being primitive would make me valor of heart and so very much more.

Let's us skip amongst the fairy kind in the land thats far away that you find
just behind the brightest star on your journey through nighttime skies.
Hear them whisper "Come and play" and join them for some fun.

I am dreaming all sorts of things I wish I could really do I know this is just
pure and simple make believe but if you wish hard and long enough it can
really truly and magically in your make believing come true.

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Music Heals

Born of an emotion spent from deep inside
Melodies unravel Love gives away to pride
No other source is left nor outlet to display
Music heals when the song reveals its say.
 
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Oh Darling one thou art not well
Thy Pallor so very easily is seen.
A heart of Gray doth follow thee
It shall bring thee down again.

Do not swear they time is up
Oh so very early in they years.
Troubled times do double fold
When hearts so nigh to fear.

I for one shall hold thee fast to me
And keep you safe within my arms.
Know you that I treasure thee forever
Nigh even unto the very end?

I am sure that you know by now
Your trembling now shall refrain
For I am here and so shall abide
And always steadfast shall remain.

Call out to me in the darkest night
Across that great and vast divide.
I will come and set it to right and
Stay constant always at your side.

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When God Breathes


When God breathes everything changes
his presence is the Spirit that we all feel.
He is the ultimate of anything or anyone
guarding his children with a giving light.
His abundance is stocked full yet it will
sometimes overflow with more than enough.


When God breathes all of nature stands tall
it takes notice because they know he is there.
He is the forever and always the ever after of all
that will come and has gone and has long passed.
He keeps me in the hollow of his hand and I know
nothing can ever go wrong or defeat me ever.

When God breathes I feel overjoyed almost even
to bursting from the magnitude of his strength.
His Love is a true Love full of compassion untold
no Father could Love his child as much as he.
His time is not our time nor is his thoughts ours
his power is more glorious than any on Earth.

When God breathes he shows us that he is
the Great I am the keeper of our souls.
When we need him he is there and sends his
Angels to help us in our deepest of darkest despairs.
Just when you think all is lost he arrives just in time
Showing us his timing is impeccable and precise.

When God breathes Healings begin and things set
wrong shall surely be put right again and solved.
He is a God of promise and deliverance he does not
leave us forsaken or alone He is always there.
God shall prevail and his voice and power will be heard
let the Earth and its inhabitants know he is Almighty!
 
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^^Very beautiful Poe thanks for sharing your poems:)
 
slipping away into the residuality that is left behind by those who reign supreme, careless and without mercy, so much fun for those who partake, seeing not the result of that which they render, and so good for them too, for would it not spoil it all were they to account for their deeds? how harmless they believe it all to be, as it touches them not, but touches that for whom they declare unto all things are done with great love, and for whom's very sake it is claimed all is done and said. sheep, nothing but sheep. love or do not. do not wield your wiles in vain, while innocence you claim. there is no innocence in what is contrived and premediated. for whose glance is it that you labor? should you be given such a gift as to receive it, would you not wince at the undeserved pain? spin, and clap, and proclaim with much glee that you received that much sought. do you not recognize the tears brought about by innocent musings? all in fun, all in fun, no harm meant... do you even care that much harm has been rendered? to whom do you boast and as what of yourself do you portray? all that is good and right and true? a harmless little jest? an innocent wondering? how sickening. proclaim it not in another's name, but only in your own, for there is no care for the one whom much care is claimed, but only for the one who believes themselves winning such a selfish game!
 
Great Poems Poe, and Friend!
And I agree Friend it is habit forming,
I need inspiration lol!! it'll return :yes:
Can't wait to read more from you guys :flowers:
 
Phantom Comfort

Your ghost
Lies dormant in my bed.
I cling to what remains—
A phantom of comfort
My legs wrap around your icy thighs
My lips caress your lifeless neck
Fingers comb through invisible hair—
So soft—as soft as air
Fingertips touch cheeks—clean-shaven,
Smooth as the linen of my pillowcase.
Your scent is a hollow memory
The taste of you—but a wish
Your chest is a tomb where once a heart throbbed
Where once my head lay
And fingers played
While whispers of love fell like petals
Fresh and gentle
Moist and fragrant
Gliding across your body
Creating heat
Where is the soul that moved these sheets?
Locked behind your frozen lids
Forbidding access
Cold and still
And yet I hold this apparition
Of phantom comfort
From a man I once thought I knew
 
A Kind and Loving Hand
Accessible Justification
Discovered through imitation visionary
Walked forth boldly
Upon welcomed sunsets
Birthing the renewed spirit
Of an Awaited
Second Beginning
Open to Change
Willing to Bend
For tomorrow is the Destination
Where Achievement Prospers
Giving without thought
As the soul begins to build Character.

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How Sad the Eyes


How sad the eyes that view the world
so seemingly falling vast and away.
This face unseen now feels so un daring
and not hopeful for anything ventured.
Now tears are shed when in the dark
where often no one sees how I cry.
Like a lonely butterfly trapped in a net
confused beyond belief at the outcome.
For like such creature I see no sense of
it all the dye is cast so one must wait.
Bow my head to say a prayer and believe
that tomorrow will come as a better day.

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 The point is MOOT


I lie stagnant and without mirth
you digust me with your ways.
Let me be a better person now
and now say what I truly feel.
This given moment brings me
sudden knowledge unwanted.
I could yell a thousand words
but you wouldn't comprehend.
Your kind doesn't get the gist
of things thrown forth at them.
You sit there all smuggly sure
that you are always correct.
Wasting my time and energy
is not something I want to do.
The point is now mootly gone
into the oblivious point of void


 
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Love is the Key

Today feels good
I pray it stays
I wish to be happy

I am joyful
to be alive
I am blessed

Life is magic
when you live it
like each days your last

Love is the key
to make it work
spread it all around you

When you share it you
will be blessed
back with more of the same

A kind gesture and a
gentle touch of hand
will make all the difference.

Bring it out of you and
try to make someones
day a brighter one today
 
Have you ever done it?
Felt the need to send it out there into the void?
A hug out into the unknown to someone or anybody
whom you feel needed it at that given time?
I have and I feel as if it connected to something and to
someone somewhere who felt it full impact to their being.
When such a moment occurred I just sat back and Smiled.






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The Universal Hug

So Long ago this gesture began from highest place above
A Dawning of such a light so glorious and so very divine.
For God so loved the world it is said from his feelings
He could not refrain and so then neither could he hide.

Within his heart this did foretell of the Universal Hug
so then it spread beyond this realm unto the form of man.
So far away but yet so near this feeling upon the land
A sure embrace enfolding all and born of such demand.

To clasp to care to comfort those in need of this said balm
the feelings felt when one is near brings such a loving calm.
For this is created of the only Heart whose spirit reigns supreme
His Love for us has always been although he’s never seen.

High above and far below this loving gesture does suffice
its healing power can calm a storm and end any sad strife.
I for one can attest to knowing it has such healing power
for a hug can bring a remedy when felt in a lonely hour.

This Gesture has been around for many centuries gone by
to hold someone to make them know they never need to cry.
A hug is said to be the thing enveloping ones broken heart
to make it seem all better then and mend our shattered parts.

The Universal Hug should be the gift we give to every child
to teach them Love is the only way of being meek and mild.
Bearing gifts spiritually soothes the ones who are in despair
This Hug I send to anyone who feels that no one shall care.

So take it and I hope it brings some sort of happiness within
But don’t forget to pass it on today to some dear close friend.
In doing so you will keep it alive it will circle around the world
to send a feeling of Love and Brotherhood to every boy and girl.



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It's alright to cry

I feel that it is good to cry
It cleanses the Spirit and Soul
That is why I feel and believe
that without tears you slowly
will die inside if you don't release
I'd really rather be a person who
has cried than one who sits and
lets themselve die on the inside.
 
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