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A Birthday Poem for my one and only

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A Birthday Poem for my one and only

Happy Birthday: Dark and morbid but ever so shy, a fascination explained but never a why. She visits cemeteries with an inquisitive mind, but I wonder one day if bones she will find. A day of celebration for her birth arises, and yet she wonders what will be the prizes? Another year has passed its time in silence, but the soul it seems only increases in vibrance. Not the best I know but more questions I ponder, even in the morning when she has a tendency to wander. Sometimes nervous and at others anxious, Always on my toes but ever gracious. Hard to write because I know so little, but in writing here a poem I whittle. A present in form but

Thunderstorms of Anger

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Thunderstorms of Anger

Anger clouds and rumbles through, like a storm front coming into view. Bringing aggression like lightning, even to myself it can be quite frightening. I wish it wasn't there or that it wouldn't stay, because to my loved ones it does nothing but betray. I want it to protect and I want it to guard, but all it does is wound and leave others scarred. sadness follows because of what its done, I can only see in retrospect and turn to run. but that's not right to run from my issues, I need not to be a coward and stand by my virtues. I can't really say that I always felt wrong, but inside I knew that I was far from strong. Running certa

The Reprive of the Downtrodden

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The Reprive of the Downtrodden

Seemingly tired and rarely happy, making me wonder what it will take. I wonder if this might be too sappy, but when you're like this my heart does break. Wondering if you can truly be at peace, or if you have your own mental dream? Wishing the unhappiness would cease, so I could hear that smile with a gleam. Sometimes close but never far, wondering how long you will stay. I wish i could take your burdens and scar, but i know not how much they will weigh. One day peace and happiness will you find, but until that day never cry too hard. For that moment when together are your heart and mind, you can lay down that wall the one I ca

A Freewrite in Prose

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A Freewrite in Prose

Late at night trying to sleep, eyelids falling like a widows weep. Rain hits the windows and start to seep, i wonder if the window seal is gonna keep. Hot and cold and never just right, outside my window is a moonlit night. Hearing the mosquitos buzz and bite, thank god im not out in that humid night. Wondering if my room is properly lit, or if its just my sleepy eyes throwing a fit? Looking at my keyboard through just a slit, i really should call it a night and just quit. As i sit here and at the monitor i stare, its like in my mind is an angry rampaging bear. Words being thrown around giving my poetry a flair, trying to wrack

Along The Road

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Along The Road

You lay your hair down along the side of this great road we call life each strand another memory watch the butterflies swirl around you they come to see you shine they settle on you each curve of your body a new mountain along the horizon of tomorrow the tide comes and goes around us you never put a toe in you dive in like you have no fear like you know what lies at the bottom like you know what lies at the bottom of my heart if only you would smile for me if only you would smile for me the butterflies might sing sing along with the perfect sunrise that lives in your eyes smile for me once and I will never need you to lay yo

Happiness Escapes Me

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Happiness Escapes Me

Memories come flashing back it seems, you never find me in time. I get lost and wonder what it means, sitting here trying to make it ryhme. I remember the days we had, smiling never felt so good. Why does life always feel so bad, but i tried to do what i could. The future finds me, and the past escapes. What was once was glee, is nothing in my mind but shapes. Finding peace is like finding gold, wondering if its real or just for a fool? The heart always feels so bold, but then i just end up feeling like a tool.
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A Birthday Poem for my one and only

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A Birthday Poem for my one and only

Happy Birthday: Dark and morbid but ever so shy, a fascination explained but never a why. She visits cemeteries with an inquisitive mind, but I wonder one day if bones she will find. A day of celebration for her birth arises, and yet she wonders what will be the prizes? Another year has passed its time in silence, but the soul it seems only increases in vibrance. Not the best I know but more questions I ponder, even in the morning when she has a tendency to wander. Sometimes nervous and at others anxious, Always on my toes but ever gracious. Hard to write because I know so little, but in writing here a poem I whittle. A present in form but

Tsukuyomi Moon Phase Episode 1

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Tsukuyomi Moon Phase Episode 1

A vampire in a castle all alone, The girl in the painting is but a ghost. Stashed away behind walls of stone, Behind a mask a keeper watches, this is his post. A trio approaches a mountainous castle, The girl in the photos on a ledge so high. Ancient walls loom before, making entry but a hassle, An old fortress known to locals as a place to come and die. A man passes through the barrier, seeing what should not be, Spirits clouding all around, telling him to leave. Into the darkness and what does he see? A girl he meets or so she seems on the full moons eve. Out of the shadows, she floats as if on air, A shining white dress worn b

The Life Which I Was Given

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The Life Which I Was Given

I dream of world I cannot see, A world of free of hate and strife. I wonder what if satan had never come to be, Adam and Eve living such a glorious life. We are bound on this earth as if we cannot flee, Wondering, waiting if we can ever overcome. The original sin, the one who died for me, The perfect self that I dream I can become. The life I had, the life I want, God became Christ, Christ became savior. Christ became love, Christ became not, I live, I die, what can I say for my own behavior? This world that has been set before me, It was made and given for me to live. A guardian, a watcher I was made to be, What can I do, for

The 4 Seasons Of Life

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The 4 Seasons Of Life

Glistening branches shimmer vividly in the snow, Tree trunks full of sap awaiting winters cold. Everything a blur of white as the wind doth blow, Winters frigid gusts put everything on hold. The colors of nature swarming all around, Hues of yellow, red and orange make fall a rainbow of color. Piles of leaves everywhere it seems, resting on the soft cold ground, Signifying natures release into a pale, white paler. A blazing desert seemingly scorched by hell, Shimmering heat rises from the hot sands. The oppressing air sounding like deaths knell, Water sucked dry creating deadly, empty lands. The sounds of newly formed life fill eve

Longing For You

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Longing For You

Waiting day after day only to see your face, My heart throbs with longing if only for a minute. Your smell, your touch, your laugh, your sounds, All bring me to my knees in but an instant. These feelings I have I know not from where they came, Disturbing my silent soul and making every moment ache. Why aren’t you here, why aren’t you near, The mere image of you in my mind set my fears aside. Waiting for you to come, waiting for you to be near me, Everyday seems to be lengthened beyond reality. The sun rises slower and slower, the moon is up ever longer, Why must I not be allowed to have you all the time? I remember an im

The Child I Once Was

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The Child I Once Was

You held me, You bathed me. You fed me, You protected me. You cried for me, You smiled for me. You loved me, You wanted me. You concieved me, You carried me. You bore me, You raised me. You did all this for me, but can i do this for one of my own?

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Angels and Demons

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Angels and Demons

Angels above, Demons below. A heart of love, A desire to know. The original sin, The forthright betrayal. The demon within, An ugly portrayal. The battle was fought, And God prevailed. He was cast into nought, The takeover had failed. The sin was vain, But pride was his fall. To the just he is bane, To the wicked he is all. The father of lies, The most jealous of all. Always in disguise, Sitting there waiting to enthral. But not all is dark, There is a light to see. Christ comes with a mark, He comes bearing a decree. Live by my fathers way, And you shall be free. The price for your sins i shall pay, One in three I
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Favourite style of art: eclectic
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Wallpaper of choice: anime-zero no tsukaima
Favourite cartoon character: tom and jerry
Personal Quote: I was born to tell you i love you

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moulin rouge
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dashboard confessionals
Favourite Writers
terry goodkind
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world of warcraft
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PC
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hand journal
Other Interests
cars,writing, anime, my wife

Depression

Depression

Sometimes i think this is my premier emotion. It seems that i enjoy crying though i wish i didn't have to. I wonder why life is so hard. Why does life have to be like this? Striving to become independent then striving to not be lonely then striving to be successful, its always something. Sometimes i wonder if my hope is misplaced or if I truly have found a lit path in the darkness. I used to look down on people that were homeless or suicidal or overly depressed and I'm slowly starting to understand the why behind it. It feels sometimes that life isn't worth the trouble. Maybe happiness is a survival instinct and depression is reality. It's so

Relationships

Relationships

So what makes people tick? In a relationship is it truly both ways or is it one person humoring the other? I believe in a relationship that people both encounter a myriad of issues and complications but i think that one partner tends to bear the load, usually this partner being the male. In these trials though, usually one of two things occur: a closeness developing between the two that originally was not there before or the separation of the two will occur due to adverse reactions and or statements by one of the two partners. Relationships usually go through 3 phases: introduction, climax and then one of two things occur, decay if the relati

Love

Love

What keeps us from loving? It is a sense of self preservation? Is it not knowing whether you will break a heart and never be able to understand what went wrong? Or is it because that your heart was broken and you can never know if you can trust yourself to let go and love again? What if things were different? What if life was finally in front of you? What if everyday was a reminder of the past and not a window into the future? What if everything you have done for the past 5 years has been a response to a heartbreak? What if those 5 years taught you everything you know but were wasted? What if seeing what you finally want is plausible? What wo

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jerseyse410Hobbyist
if anyone is interested im going to re-release "In the garden of rachel" as i kind of want to add some more depth and clarity in it.
jerseyse410Hobbyist
i opened up a poem shop on the zomgforums so it might get a little busy around here if you're watching.
Thank you for the watch. :D
Thanks for the watch!
Hime-sOphHobbyist Artisan Crafter
thx for adding me =p
so what's up?
jerseyse410Hobbyist
not much, i might be coming back to zomg, not sure yet but either way ill throw some stuff your way for the magazine. that and im trying to get back to writing. thinking about exploring some stuff outside of poetry, a little bit longer in detail. anyways, thats about it.
welcome to dA :hug: hope you're gonna have fun