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I've been told that I'm very talented when it comes to creating prose. I beg to differ! Perhaps it's the fact that I am a very emotional person, or maybe it's just that I am a hopeless romantic. Either way, this characteristic has helped me expand my poetry in the past years. Here's just a few of the poems that are recent editions to my book of poetry.Few people know this, but I write best at night. You should try it sometime. Since I'm a night person, my mind functions best after everyone in the house has gone to bed. My emotions finally have a place to go- onto paper, as a poem. I can't tell you how many times I've had a horrible day- be it guy problems, or friend problems, or just "one of those days" - poetry has helped me get through it. I do the Emily Dickinson thing- after I write one I never want to see it again, and I shove them into a drawer. I opened the drawer up the other day after an exceptionally emotional day and lemme tell you, to tell you I was surprised would be an understatement. I read through so much stuff that I had forgotten I wrote, and here are the renditions of those poems which I feel tell you about "me."

To Toby, RL, Johnny Blue, and Iqipooh, Britbrit, Nana, Jak, Nancila, and all ya otha peeps bored outta your minds, enjoy!

List of Poems
A Marathon Called Life Wasn't Meant to Be
Hope for Better Days Autumn Leaves
Love You To Death, Really Everything and Nothing
Heartbreak Untitled
Forgotten You Are...
You Don't Know Me The Dark Labyrinth
Night Thank You, Thank You
If Love You *NeW*

To Wait

Every time our eyes meet,

i get this feeling inside.

my heart skips a beat in its rythym,

and my stomach flutters with butterflies.

you do crazy things to me,

your smile is a gift from the heavens,

and your presence is God's way of telling me

everything's going to be ok.

My angel, you bless me everytime

you say my name.

The Heavens are infinitely poorer

now that they have lost a

precious angel such as you.

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A Marathon Called Life

Here we are,

Running a race called Life

Sometimes you're ahead of me,

Sometimes you're behind,

But we are all running the same race

Going to the same place

Ending up exactly where we started from.

And yet we hurry to get there

There is no time and place like the present

To say things you want to say

Do things you want to do.

We ready ourselves for the

long race,

with no idea as to what it is we are pursuing

what the prize is at the end of the marathon.

We take our marks

Bang, the gun shoots off

Some runners take it easy for the first few miles

Of Life,

While others run as fast as they can

Not knowing how long Life really is

They pass all the good things

Not stopping to experience the special moments

Called Love, Pain, Happiness, and Sorrow

And at the end of the race,

They finish Life without ever knowing,

Knowing the purpose for which they ran.

They may get first place,

But do they really win?

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River of My Soul

Even though there are times when

I feel like the sky and the stars can come crashing down on me

The sun can cease to burn and shed its light

The wind can murmur gentler and fainter to the waning moon

The formidable river of my soul swells over the walls of my sanity

Disturbing the calmness with a load of worries

To be blown away by the whirlwind of troubles,

You are the beacon of light in the cold and foggy night of my life,

An anchor holding me down,

The reason for me to wait for the turbulent waters of my soul to subside

To hope for better days.

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Love You to Death, Really.

If you had known

how I longed to look into your eyes and

see those stars sparkle,

longing to touch your smooth skin

feel your warmth and tingle.

Many nights I dreamt about

kissing you

those moist red lips

enticed my eyes to linger on them.

And day after day

I imagined telling you how much I loved you.

My love, as diminutive as it may have seemed,

was all the world to me.

Just to be able to walk next to you

my feet would have walked on clouds

carried us both to Forever

and on my strong wings you could've explored

the depths of my heart and my soul

all for you to take, for you to keep.

If you had known about my passion that one stormy April night,

sitting there in your unlit basement

contemplating death,

if my love had been with you

maybe your heart may have thought twice before

slicing the knife into your wrist,

every slice cutting deeper and deeper,

penetrating into the burning agony

inside that scorched your life ,

made you cry.

But the tears failed to extinguish the inferno;

the inferno of death which

swallowed you whole.

You took everything that I had

ever dreamt about,

Everything that I have ever loved

My whole life's worth,

All gone when you took your life.

Now I sit under this tree

that shades your gravestone from the early morning light,

letting the incessant tears of mine fall to the newly dug up earth

where they laid you down to rest in peace.

I cry because I should have known your suffering.

If I had recognized through your gestures

those silent cries for help

instead of being infatuated with your movements

I could have helped you find a resolution to your quandaries.

No one knew of your sorrow and pain.

I hate myself more and more with each tear.

My eyes blink away the past

focus on the present, on the rope I hold in my hands.

As I tie a knot that forms a noose,

my mind wanders to my life

which has been spent on you.

Nothing but you.

And by the time I tie the rope onto

the branch protruding from

the tree that grows around you,

I shudder at the thought of how cold and depressing

it must be in your coffin.

I push my head into the rope,

My whole life flashes before me.

But one thought stays-

My perpetual love for you.

As the life fades from me,

what is left of my consciousness lets go of the last

strands of sadness, which tie my heart down to the ground

freeing it, allowing it to fly away.

The intense colors of the fresh flowers on your grave

are the last of this world that I see

before my final breath is taken.

I am now on the pathway to heaven

to spend eternity with you.

You shall never feel lonely again,

never feel like you don't have anyone to talk to.

I will be with you forever and ever,

and if you ask me why I took my life

on that lovely spring morning,

I will say because

I love you.

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Heartbreak

Just so you know the way it feels to cry

the way I felt when you broke this heart of mine

when I feel like I've been split in two,

I'm writing this letter to tell you

that things between us are over for good

don't say I love you even though you should

I've pondered long and hard about our relationship

and all I have come to is that I've been gypped

for all those times that you made me believe,

now I turn my back on you and leave.

Departing with you is anything but sorrow,

And I wait for a finer tomorrow.

When you think about my love

just give your poor heart a shove

and maybe you will know heartbreak

when your eyes tear and your heart aches

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Forgotten

Angel waits for him to return,

as she sits in the dark room alone

listening to the clock strike

its lone hours on the chimes.

She has lost count of the hours,

the days and weeks that have passed.

Angela's undying devotion waits

for him to return.

What has she said to make him hurt her heart so?

What did she do to deserve punishment so great?

He left without saying goodbye,

and forgot to come back.

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You Don't Know Me

How can you live knowing that

You let a friendship pass you

Like that

I saw you leave my life

Without a single trace of thought

Single trace of love.

Neither hate nor love can explain

How I feel about you.

Or lack thereof, whichever

Comes closer to the emptiness

In my gut when I see your face.

I sigh, a simple gesture,

My glare bore right through your head

While your eyes divert this way and that

Trying to avoid my piercing glare

All the while

You know you cannot go living through life

Standing there like you don't know me

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Night

the darkness of the night

drapes over my shoulders like a cloak.

Caressing my skin like lush velvet,

dressing me in its beauty.

The stars are buttons that

hold the night together.

And the moon is my only companion

against the deep darkness of the night.

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Thank You, Thank You

I haven't had a chance to thank you for all that you have done.

For all those times you've stood there for me.

And for those times when you haven't, and let me learn from my mistakes.

You don't know how appreciative I am of your actions,

however small they may have been.

I've seen them all, felt them all deep within my heart.

Please take a moment to feel my gratitude towards you.

I must say, I haven't had such a remarkable friend for a long time.

And now you come along!

Thank you for crossing my path the way you have,

and changing my life and changing me!!

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The Dark Labyrinth

A long and winding road, leading to no where,

and beginning no where.

What I desire from it is to let me feel emotion, for

I cannot feel any.

The rich eat from plates of gold,

the poor from plates cracked with mud.

Peasants hate the people who do not give them food,

a hatred that burns in their body like acid burning into a cut.

Wealthy men wear rings of rubies and crowns of purest gold,

and desire all the more of these treasures.

How much I wish to hate like the others, to fervor like them all.

I do not posses the power to hate, the power to love,

the power to desire.

My heart seems stone cold,

whatever light entering it, whatever emotion coming upon it

is put out by the cold drafts encircling the mysterious depths of my heart.

Even I do not know what are in those labyrinths of dark light,

for I cannot stir emotion from nothing.

I do not feel anything,

and I cannot give love, nor hate to anyone.

If I could just feel one emotion,

whether it be love, hatred,

desire, lust, wrath.

Whether it be passion, depression, any emotion at all,

I would give anything,

just for that one moment of pure happiness within

the deep dark depths of my heart.

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Angel

Angel, unveil yourself to me

Let me see your sunshine,

and bask in its warmth and glow.

Let me taste your sweet pleasures

so that one day I might

enjoy them for myself

Angel, wrap your spirit around me.

In your flight across the sky,

flutter your wings but for a moment above my head

shower me with your love

and I shall give you my eternity.

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Wasn't Meant to Be

Love wasn't supposed to be this way was it?

Broken promises and half hearted I Love You's

Like my heart was a frisbee

you liked to throw around

Kiss my lips gently but

your eyes are open

Your mind is somewhere else

your heart with someone else

Always someone other than me

So that's how love turned out to be

Leave me and my shattered heart to mend in the realm of time,

Let me salvage my dignity,

Love wasn't meant to be

You and Me.

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Autumn Leaves

In a path of sunshine I lay down my soft footsteps

the scintillating glow is illumintaed by the autumn leaves

that color the ground with hues of yellow,

orange, crimson red, and green.

Every step I take

I have multicolored footsteps following me.

I throw a handful of leaves up over my head

and thank the Creator for shedding his

kaleidoscopic light in our world.

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Everything and Nothing

You were my everything,

Until you said goodbye to me.

Now I have nothing,

And that's how it's going to be.

I can't think of anything

My heart just feels blue

God give me something

To get me back to you!

(and on the same theme...)

These thoughts of you follow me everywhere,

can't get your face out of my mind.

Seems like I'm going nowhere,

Happiness is now hard to find.

I wish I could see you somewhere,

perhaps in my dreams,

Could you meet me, anywhere,

And tell me what all this means?

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If Love

If love is like the heaven and stars,

I would own the universe.

If love is like a perfect red rose,

I have in my arms a bouquet.

If love had not one single mistake,

I hold the perfect substance.

If love lasts forever and ever,

then I'm glad to have found you.

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Untitled

Give me a minute here

to collect my thoughts

scattered to the wind

they have fallen and have been swept away

like the autumn leaves which color the ground.

The wind of Time has blown them into a corner.

Like a child I collect the fallen leaves with a joyful glee,

They're memories of a past so haphazardly strewn

Just like a collage of beautiful fallen leaves,

The leaves of my memories form a collage called Life.

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You Are...

You are the air I breathe

the ground supporting my feet

the sun lighting  my sky

the bed on which i lie.

Dreaming of woven tales of love

The true love I feel for you

You are my wonderful world.

WHen i see you in the distance

it is like a mirage of an angel which has

descended from the sky

*poof*

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