In the dark and lonely nights all my thoughts turn towards you, The way you walk, the way you smile and everything you do. Your laughter echoes 'round the empty corners of my mind,
A sound of joy stretching through the realms of Father Time.
A haunting timbre, a warm tone and yet so full of sorrow,
A laugh of youth; a laugh of love; the sounds of my tomorrow.
In my dreams I see you still, standing radiant before me,
A semblance of true beauty, floating above a tranquil sea.
As daylight breaks through the dark to shine down upon your head, Emblazoned, you turn and beckon me; I follow in your 'stead. You lead me away to a secret place, a glade that's warm and plush, A haven for two lovers, an eternal paradise green and lush. In the glade we sit beneath the cool shade of a mighty, ancient tree, Sitting there right beside you, the world unfolds for us to see. You lean towards me, your lips parted with a kiss you will bestow, But for me it is a kiss, the likes of which I shall never know; For in that instant my dream is shattered and I awaken all alone. -Joseph Forzano top
I wish I knew what this feeling is
I have inside my heart
It's always there when you're away
It tears my soul apart.
It makes me hurt, it makes me cry,
It makes me incomplete.
It makes me long for the day
Our hearts will come to meet.
I wish there was a cure
For this feeling deep inside
It always comes and goes
Like the never-ending tide.
But the cure is far away
There is nothing I can do
Until I make the journey
And find the cure in you.
But until then I must be strong
And rise up above
This feeling that I have inside
This feeling they call love. -Dennis Michael Clevenger top
Welcome to my heart of fear
Welcome to my game
Love was one inside of me
But darkness it became
Welcome to my nightmares
Welcome to my pain
What once was my happiness
Became destroyed and slain
Welcome to my sadness
Welcome to my hate
Nothing, is what you mean to me
And blackness is my fate
Welcome to my emptiness
Welcome to my sorrow
Endlessness was yesterday
And endlessness tomorrow
Welcome to my darkness
Welcome to my tomb
Nothingess is everywhere
And all are faced with doom
Welcome to my world
Welcome to my hell
Happiness I once was living
But darkness is where I fell -Sarah Soukoroff top
You might not see me watching you
I do from far away
it's torture that you're close
but still I can't get you to stay
I act like I don't care but if
you took the time to see
how deep it is I care for you
and how it's killing me
everywhere I see your face
drown looking in your eyes
please hear my heart beating
for you and how
it softly cries
and yes, I keep my distance
if I touch you, you might break
but I would give my love to you
for mine is yours to take
I can't pretend that I don't care
but fate just brings me pain
your beauty is my nemesis
my soul is one that's slain
and deep within, I have this love
a rose, already yours
and just to shed one light of
hope.. or water, it implores
at times I think I'm over you
this changing heart of mine
but still I'm drawn to you
so sweet.. intoxicating wine
and you to me, forbidden fruit
more tempting every day
I'd take you from the branch you cling
if I only had my way
before you rush to leave me now
please listen to my song
don't tell me because I
don't believe that loving you
is wrong
the punishment, so bittersweet
but then you'd realize
the heart I have that beats for you
and how it softly cries. -Vicel top
Life has passed
at least for a day
but that's the price I must pay
Pay for my sorrows
Pay for my fears
And at the end of the day,
these debts are paid with my tears
Falling asleep with nothing
Waking to the same
People playing with my feelings
As if it were a game
Some call it "depression"
Others say "stress"
But no, it's just me-
Alone with my emptiness
Just me here in my mind
a dangerous place
And yet nobody notices
The confusion behind my face -Karamy Ford top
If the old porch swing
could talk
what a lively tale
it would tell.
It would tell of soft
sweet whisperings
of coins tossed
in the wishing well.
The old porch swing
still sits there
moved gently
by the breeze.
But the only whisperings
heard anymore
are the whisperings
of the leaves. -T.J. Daniels top
Why is it that the best ideas are the ones most easily forgotten, and the most important details the ones always overlooked?
Why is it that the most impossible dreams are the ones we want the most and the easiest course never leads anywhere good?
Why do you always have too much to do with no time to do it, yet when you do find spare time you can find nothing to do?
Why does nothing rhyme with orange?
Why this separation of races when we all end the same, formless? Why wars over pieces of land that are made of the same planet and same air?
Why do we pay actors for their pretense more than teachers get for giving knowledge? Why give wealth to those who already have it when there are homeless and hungry all around?
Why the insistence on appearance when all fades to dust with time? Why the quest for possessions that amount to nothing in the next life?
Why is true love so hard to find?
Why is it always cold in winter, even if the sun is shining brightly? Why can birds and insects still fly when it's pouring down rain?
Why is it that society can be both good and evil at the same time? In a place of freedom, why is individualism punished?
Why do stickers and bubbles never fail to bring laughter? Why do you still haunt me even though you're gone?
Why can't anything be simple anymore? -Amanda Cobb top
This day has come
at last, when I
must rise and
meet the next
unknown, unmindful
of what the
future holds,
uncaring of the
past's pale ghosts,
with you beside
me, lending all
the courage you
can spare, and
filling me with
wonder as you
always have
and helping me
to dare to love
and risk it all
again, today. -Karen Higgins top
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on Winter snow.
I am the sunshine on ripened grain.
I am the Autumn's sweet gentle rain.
When you awake in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of wakened birds in circle flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die -unknown top
Feign the illusion of fantasy,
And hide away from the reality you've made.
The truth seemed so inescapable,
And yet it was done, with your world.
But when your
fantasy
Becomes your
reality,
Then, what do you hide from?
Then, where do you hide?
The truth is overwhelming,
When seen in plain sight; in open reality.
But in enclosed illusion,
We play games in our minds with other people,
As they play the same games in their minds with us,
Thinking we don't know.
The silence of a teardrop
screams out in tormented pain.
The flood of many teardrops
is like a torrential rain.
They'll drown a broken heart
or suffocate a tender soul.
They'll flow without compassion
when they're on a roll.
They roll down hill so easily
and it's hard to make them stop.
But stop they must
when there isn't
anymore to drop. -T.J. Daniels top
You have softened my heart like the spring
thaws out the ice. How hard I was.
How impenetrable and obscure I made myself.
To myself. With every postulation, every clause
I sought from the world, I built around me a wintry, stubborn thing.
A wintry reasoning, like the frost
that coats and kills October flowers;
I used it as naturally as the seasons
just so that budding hopes, and divined showers
were chilled, and killed alike: both quickly lost.
A stubborn denial, like an ice sheet
over the lake, hardening and thickening
in cold wind, against the sun. So when the rays of light
shone bright upon me, I denied them, my senses shutting
in peculiar fear. Not knowing the crack under my feet.
But the light of spring grows in mysterious ways
beyond my knowing; embracing my foolish, fearful self,
it shone through melting frost and ice in ever growing days.
Stubborn no longer, thus filled with warmth of loving sun,
I fell through ice and drowned.
What frigid horror woke me then, how death did stun.
I died, my body thawed into the lake.
Now pull me up, and by your rays I'll wake. -David Toh top
Oh if they would realize their childishness
That their egotistical and obnoxious ways are getting them nowhere
That in the real world, the incompetent fools will be the ones
knocked flat and disquieted
And those previously in the shadows will rise forth and stand full in their glory
Positions reversed
Reality dawned
Justice served
Maybe after their downfall they will know how it feels to be discarded
the way that they discarded the gentle lambs
And how the lions which slaughtered these lambs will one day themselves be destroyed
No more false accomplishments
No more beguiling actions
Justice prevailed.
My tolerance of them is rapidly diminishing.
For me, their fate unfolds too slowly. -Lauren Womack top
I don't like the sound
of being alone.
It's like
Thunder
without the
Flash.
The sound of one hand clapping
or an actor
without an act.
Life without breath
the morning without dew.
The ocean with no water
or me without you. -T.J. Daniels top
Life gives no promises,
holds out only 'maybes' that we gather as wildflowers.
We design the bouquets, pretend that the fragrence will last forever.
And when the stems bend or petals wilt we always seem utterly surprised that somehow
they did not exist as we had dreamed in our predictions.
-Rene Aharoni top
Golden arches, Mickey Mouse
drive through windows, merging banks,
too many channels, nothing on,
beepers, faxes, cellular phones.
Minot looks like Miami,
take away the snow and add palm trees,
nothings different, everything the same,
choices are limited, that's the game.
Whatever happened to Moms and Pops?
Flattened by Wal-Marts and franchise shops,
once there was downtown but not anymore,
strip shopping centers are such a bore.
When did we lose our individuality?
Everyone sounds the same you see,
everything now is part of a chain,
soon all people will be the same. -Tim the Jester top
I'll see you in the half-light
Just before the morning sun
I'll see you in the daybreak
When the dawn has just begun
I'll see you in the sunlight
That is streaking through the trees
I'll see you in the ocean mist
As it springs from seven seas
I'll see you in the rainfall
As it nourishes the earth
I'll see you in my lover's eyes
When she struggles to give birth
I'll see you in the countryside
So lush in emerald grace
I'll see you in the mirror
As a reflection of my face
I'll see you in the night sky
A star for all to see
I'll see you in the printed page
As you live on through me
I'll see you in the darkness
You'll calm my every fear
I'll see you in the half-light
And I'll always hold you dear -John Casteele top
every time i see you my head goes blank
your smile could make me faint
but no matter how i look at you
you don't notice my whispers or shouts
just seeing your face could brighten my life
right next to me really is so far away
i try to read the words you write
i try to hear the words you say
but i don't know where you're coming from
you're one person i just can't understand
your smile is so bright to hide some pain
but the memory is one you've banned.
and it's not fair of me to love you
it's not fair because i don't know who you are
it's been 63 hours since i saw your face
and i have no light without you as my star.
i think you'd die if you ever knew
that i had such sentimental thoughts about you
i don't think you'd believe i'm capable of that
you think i'm some woman who's made of steel
but the dismal reality is that i'm more human than most
the stellar truth is that i'm unfortunately real
i can't save the universe; i can't save myself
what good am i to you if i am no good to me?
how am i supposed to help you be yourself
when i don't know who i want to be?
and it's these questions that keep me from taking a shot
it's these questions that won't let me look you in the eye
and i don't want to sit here and wait for you to feel like me
i don't want to sit here to wait and cry.
and if i could tell you how i feel,
i wouldn't hesitate at all
if i thought you'd be indifferent
or if i thought into love you'd fall.
but you'd laugh, you'd jest
and i don't think i could stand
hearing that laughter
worse than feeling the back of your hand.
and so i sit here and write this for you and for me
because my love is something you'll never feel
but i want you to remember who i am
and i want you to remember that i am real. -Becky Renee V. top
Take a walk down Memory Lane
Take a right at the corner of Sorrow and Crying
Walk three blocks down Missing You Avenue
And there you will find me
At the Heartbreak Hotel -Ása Björg Valgeirsdóttir top
Before you fall, look thru the canopy of jungle.
Be aware that love, like quicksand, can leave you caught unsuspecting.
Before you panic, stop and think, how sweet a catastrophe love can be.
Drowning in desire is not as pain ridden as standing on the shores of lonliness.
Each step a leap is not as foolish as believed.
Each cliff does not lead to certain death.
Sometimes the really spetacular views are in the descent.
Spiral, tumble, roll, enjoy the quagmire of it all.
Living is only assured when you dare to resist existing.