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welcome to the poet in me. this is the first time i have shown my poetry to the public. i think for the most part my poetry is average. but i have decided to take a chance and show you guys four of my poems. i wanna know what you think of them. before you go on and read my poetry i must warn all of you: if you take one lil piece of my damn poetry and claim it for your own i will raise all of hell. if you wanna use part of a verse email me and tell me what your use is. tell me your email address so i can reply to you. if i think it is an appropriate use i will respond to you within 2 days. if i don't respond period that means "no means no". i hope this is clear to all of you. i also wrote poetry in honor of...well find out!or you can check it out later. happy reading!!

this poem is about the depressing side of a person, the side that no one understands and surfaces when he/she is feeling depressed and no one seems to understand what they are going through:

Golden Door III

Through the golden door you look
You see the face of adolescence-the easy life
You think that is all to this person's life
You don't know of all the pain and strife this person went through
Although this person has no time for a wish
She dreams of all she can never be
Can't you see?
She hides in the shadows inside of me

this next poem is about basically a snow storm:

Snow

A white blanket is being knitted outside
Mother Nature is forever knitting a white blanket

this poem is about-well you'll see:

Depression

Peaceful
Peaceful once again
Irateness clouded my world
Clogging my senses
Since you left
You took it with you
Life may bring it back the next day

The Place

I know a place where nobody knows
I know a place where nobody goes
It's deep, dark, and lonely
It is for me only
I know a place where even demons are afraid to go
It's a place where nobody will ever know
It is a quiet sanctuary
It is quite nice
Yet it is contrary
It is quite comforting you see
Because in this place you can be what you want to be
There are no problems, just peace
Destruction there has already ceased
If it were an item, the wealthiest could not afford to buy it
No one dares to try it
Because it is deep, dark, and lonely,
It should not be for me only
Sometimes it is not deep, dark, and lonely
It can be quite lovely
Unfortunately in our world no one accepts it
They would rather intercept it
We live in a world of lies...

Blind Faith

Disillusioned is what you are
You keep wishing on that fallen star
Disillusioned is what you are
Contemplating on who your real friends are
Verbally they beat you up
They encourage you to get drunk
Honestly I think they really suck
It's time to realize who your real friends are
Scarred angel with the broken wings
Pack your bags, take your things
Get away, you must now
Get away somehow
It's Mike you still think about
He is the one you'll never doubt
And even though you still don't know him
You still love him inside and out
He pushes you down, scars your face
Embarasses you in every place
He says he loves you, that he cares
Just as long as you're always there
You live in a world with falling walls
I'm surprised you have yet to take your fall
Your faith is blind, so blind
You have a false belief
You smile through all your grief
In your world of falling walls

ever get into a verbal arguement and the person says something so mean, so cold that you end up beating the shit out of someone? well this is what this next one's about

Maze of Confusion

I'm in a maze
Caught in a phase of confusion
I'm trying to escape
So I try to shout
My way out
Please don't make me
Because down I'll have to take you
A feeling of rage going on in my head
I rip you up to shreds and let it go

The Rain

Thunder crashes across the sky
In the distance
It comes closer, closer
Raindrops slowly fall to the ground
The faster, faster until all you can hear is the sooft pitter, patter
Lightning suddenly bolts into the scene

The storm goes on and on
All you can hear is the raindrops pounding on the ground, the thunder, the lightning
Then it stops-nothing

It's dead quiet out there

Mystery of Egypt

I wiish I were a bird flying over the land that was so mystique
I would take a look at everything so beautiful, so unique
I wish the people could have valued their time, their place
It was so nice, they let it go to waste
They should have held on
Time cast a hurricane on the mystical land
They held on to what was at hand
Now all that is left is crumbling stone
That is all that's left, it's all alone
Bring back the beauty, if you can
Dig up what is now buried in the sand

Hera She is the light, the air
She is all around us-everywhere

She is peaceful
She is serene
In every river, she seems to gleam

Through hawk's eye
She sees everyone
Her mirror for viewing is the sun

As the volcano, she lies dormant
If someone should anger her
She does not lament

A juggernaut, she does become
All intruders of love are not welcome

Her poison, venom floods through their veins
Choking them, destroying them
Her victory reigns

So beware love betrayers
What you see is not always there
Take heed take care

Look closer, peel away the veneer
What you will see, will all be here

She can be humble, she can be mild
She can be evil
She can be the Devil's Child

okiez after you finish reading this poem you'll think a hippie took over me and wrote this. actually all i'm saying is that enjoy life while you can

Ode to Life

Breathe in, breathe out
Be careless, feel free to shout
Smell every flower, climb every tree
Before the time runs out, be free

Feel every emotion
Learn to appreciate
Feel love and feel hate
Smell every flower, climb every tree
Before the time runs out, be free

Apologize to that person
Show a person that you care
For tomorrow they may not be there
You may not either
So smell every flower, climb every tree
Before the time runs out, be free

the evils of drinking...

Free As Air

At first it's sweet
Feels like fire in your throat;but still very sweet about that
You feel
Light-headed
Happy
Free to do anything
Dizzy
Free as air
Cold
Drowning
Buried
But it feels alright
Then...
The pain
Your insides are ripped inside out
And torn to bits
You are...
Falling
Falling
Your vision is blurry
You say what you don't mean
And then your world comes crashing down
And it is not sweet anymore
The Devil is calling once more
Will you answer?
Will you drink his beverages......again?
To please him?

ever feel so bad it's good but there's a tiny part that makes you all guilty. but then you push it away?

Scarred Angel

Sweet and sugary she is no more
It was long ago she walked through the evil door
Poor sweet little girl
Poor sweet little girl
She has fallen from grace
Bad blood and spirits bind her
The Oath of Good she broke
and has been abandoned by her
She builds her own sanctuary now
"Be good". "How"?
And her demons...
They bow down to her
And her demons...
They bow down to her
And her demons...
They bow down to her
She is
Falling
Falling
Falling
Falling
Falling
Into the darkness
She says it feels good down there

figure it out, you will.

Falling

And as I lie here dreaming
It is very seeming
That everything is allright
My mind has a false hope
Will someone tell me how to cope
Because everything is not allright
It's like an invisible force growing inside of me
It will not let me be
It makes it impossible to try to feel allright
The animals inside them are always hungry
And each time they are fed, they feel more empty
They may never be allright

That's all for now. I prolly will have more but I don't really have my poetry book with me right now and I'm working at the library