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LeavingIt all came crashing down one night.
I realized my heart and soul were time bombs
That would explode when you're taken away.
You've kept me laughing and loving.
You've kept me alive at times.
But most of all, you've kept me together
When I was breaking apart.
You know so much about me,
And make up such a part of me,
That I won't be me without you.
Right now is when I feel I have the best,
The closest connections, the most understanding,
The best friends possible.
A light is turned on in me by you.
You make me realize who I am,
But also who I'm not.
You make up my world,
And now it's crashing down,
Because you're leaving.

poem six-short not sweetmommy cries,

daddy's dead,

now you're gone

oh god whats left?

FlawedThere are rows and rows of girls
Each one more perfect then the one before
There's no way you can see me in this perfect crowd
Why would you choose me?

Such a flawed mess
A girl who can't keep a secret
Who uses sarcasm way too much
Who can't take criticism
Who is too impatient to list more.

A never ending list
But
The worst flaw inside me
Is that somehow
In all of my stupidity
I still hope that you will look past
Every one of my flaws
And love me.

Spanish TurkeyOur feet, lithe and fleeting, dance through the universe,
hitching rides on shooting stars,
as we breeze between the moonbeams.

Every curve of our bared bodies,
are hugged by space dust and the black satin sky,
as we join the galaxy, hand in hand, in a sensual dance.
Constellations wind through my hair, planets rolling off your fingertips.

We make love on comets, set ablaze by our passion.
Hearts explode like supernovas,
moans mixed with twinkling eyes.

And I kiss your lips, tasting the cosmos on your every breath.
I curve my body around yours, tails of blazing meteorites surrounding our entwined embrace.

As one,
we reach the end

AlonePeople whisper
Strangers stare
Rumors spread
It isn't fair
Enemies made
Glare after glare
Sitting alone
Kindness is rare
Cliques ignore
I shouldn't care
Teasing increasing
Not going anywhere
Cold inside
When the scare
Punch after punch
Gasping for air
My heart crumpling
Tear after tear

Pricetag On LifeWeather-worn face,
and wrinkles carved by the hands of the clock.
Eye riddled with the knowledge that this world is one of pain.
A toothless smile, with nothing left to grin about.

His hands, clasped under his chin,
have carried many a burden,
and hunched back known too many harsh words.

It's not begging,
when he's too ashamed to meet your belittling gaze.
It's nothing but the necessity to live.

Several coins in shaky, calloused hands.
Is this any hardship for you?
It's only saving another worthy life.

But just walk by,
hold your head high.
Pretend not to see the pain in his eyes.

He stands to walk away,
pockets empty,
and

LiesWhy did I let you do this?
I fell into your deceitful ways
The lies you told have caught up with you
But you still don’t even see it
I have given you every chance to be honest
But you keep talking and believing your own dishonesty
You can no longer tell truth from reality
Everything runs together and ends up in a mess
I entrusted you with my heart
Placed it in your hands with the trust you made me believe we had
Now, our world is crashing down around us
Do you even care?
You were suppose to be the one to never hurt me
But you did just as all the others have
I am not surprised.. I half expected it all along
Your words were

CirclesI'm on the cold floor at the foot of the bed, slumped resignedly against the mattress. My stringy, black hair hangs feebly over my pale face and I stare, eyes blank and glassy, at the bare, off-white wall. I start suddenly, as his strong hand lands on my shoulder. I can't even muster the energy or desire to look up into his eyes, which I can picture, warm brown and laced with concern. His hands trail down, over my shoulder blades, jutting from my hunched back, and stop halfway down.

With one finger, he draws circles on my cold skin, "Do you know what's special about circles, my love?" he asks, whispers seeming too loud in my empty mind.

I l

writers blockwriting
rhyming
insulting
tearing apart
eating the pain
reading your work
scraping through my head

blocking the pain
loving only you
opening no doors
counting down the days
keeping a level head

Edit, Undo.Dear Love,

You have no idea how i truly feel
The way my feelings towards you are strong
Building up inside me till i burst with these words
Flying out and over everyone
Showering them with love
The love i have for you
Wrestling with courage is hard to do
Your are so intimidating
With your dreamy eyes
Gorgeous smile
Melodious laugh
Sometimes at me
Your friends don't approve
They say i'm no good for you
I hope you don't listen
I hope you look past that
I hope you don't reject.....

Edit, Undo.

a thousand timesif i wrote you a thousand words
-would you read them all?

if i sang you a thousand songs
-would you listen to every one?

if i kissed you a thousand times
-would you still kiss me back?

if i gave you a thousand hugs
-would each one be special?

if i changed my mind a thousand times
-would you still love me?

RuefulHer name was Rue
because she was full of colors
she saw them,
became them,
felt them
the colors swamped her senses
flooded her veins
tidal waves of hues
in Rue
and she used them
as they rode her
she would write her colors
write them
as she felt blue-silver tears slice her cheeks
and a red-blackened pain seize her heart
she would cry verdant gray
and smile powder blue like the softest furs
with a feeling of lavender
hushed
hushed
her voice struck and rang
indigo-browned with the depth of a bell
she tasted spikes of happiness:
little pricks into her tongue and brain,
thickened drops of gold
she saw many colors
heard

MagicThe first time i saw you

it was magic

i couldn't stop looking at you

the silent boy at the back of the room

always far

never mine.

Now every time i see you

it is magic

i can't help looking at you

the lovely boy at the back of the room

never far

always mine

Just Dreams...I look forward to sleeping
I hate being awake
Because when I sleep
I dream of you, of us
Only when I dream
Can I be truly happy
Because my waking moments
Are endless nightmares
I'm only happy when I'm dreaming

Dreaming of the way we used to be
Dreaming of you and me
Dreaming of being together
Dreaming of us lasting forever

But that's all they are
Just dreams....

Uncovered FreakI see through the smoke and mirrors
Through you perfect life
How everyone adore you
Your beauty and charm
I even got caught up
In the moment
In the whirlwind of lies
But now i see your true ugly self
The one hiding
Under all that makeup
Through the light show
Leading to
Your freak show self.

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by ~Booknerd135, Jun 2, 2010, 4:45:35 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

How could I have been so blind?
You kept hinting at the truth,
But I was naive
And thought that by telling you how I felt,
Things would change.
Silly me,
Thinking that just because you made me a promise,
You meant it.
You have taught me
That what looks like a perfect friendship on the outside,
Can be just one big lie at it's heart.

I do think you tried to show me the truth,
But I didn't like it,
So I wouldn't listen.
I just reminded you of your words
And hoped everything would be alright.
You eventually just gave up,
And took to feeding me lie after lie
And I ate them up with a spoon,
Believing them to be truths.

Liesby ~Booknerd135

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

This started one way, changed to another, and then changed to yet another. Therefore, I'm not happy with it, I don't think it all fits together well. What I was trying to get across is that a friend broke a promise that had meant a lot to me, and at first I was angry, but I also realize that maybe they tried to show me the truth about the situation, but I wouldn't listen and I just kept telling them I was upset about it and reminding them of their promise, so they gave up on trying to show me the truth and just went along with it, telling me lies. The problem is, now the truth hurts more because I believed the lies. Comments and critiques are much appreciated.

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~Kiriyama-Moon Dec 8, 2010

私はあなたの痛みを知っています。

~Booknerd135 Dec 9, 2010

私はあなたが気持ちを知って申し訳ありません。しかし、私はそれを非常に感謝し、お気に入りに私の作品を追加していただきありがとうございます。これに間違いがある場合、私は謝る、それは私の母国語ではありません。

!Sleepyvirgo Jul 30, 2010 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks for entering #TeenWriters's competition!

This piece is sad but heartfelt.
Very nicely written, we like how you didn't need to rhyme to make it sound poetic!

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~Booknerd135 Jul 30, 2010

Absolutely, tha nk you so much for having one. Thank you so much!

!darkelvenfaerie Jun 3, 2010

You generate how you were hurt by what happened,
Not by the lies as much, but really the promise that was broke.
It is very good.

Blessed Be,
Midnight Writer Shadow

Founder of #Candlelight-Writers

~Booknerd135 Jun 3, 2010

Thank you very much.

~szeh11 Jun 3, 2010 Hobbyist General Artist

I have to say, that I am kind of new to the poetry thing, but this poem is great. It doesn't have to flow together to make sense. I think it would detract from it if it was perfect and flowy. Thoughts aren't all perfect and flowing, and that is what you are trying to express here. And, you know what? I didn't have any rough drafts of my poem. I wanted to write something, so I did.

~Booknerd135 Jun 3, 2010

Thanks so much! When I say rough draft, it's not exactly true, but I mean I read it over and scratch things out and change them. I don't always do this, mostly just for my longer poems.

~szeh11 Jun 3, 2010 Hobbyist General Artist

oh. well, i don't really do any sort of rough draft for anything, not unless i have to. even for the max contest, all i did was the outline.

~Booknerd135 Jun 3, 2010

I hate rough drafts and outlines and stuff. I know they're supposed to be good for you, but they're a pain.

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