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My one and only.A featherlight touch, an angel's wing, I open my mouth to speak your name
my soulmate, the word is broken, fragile, but what I feel in my heart is not,
stronger than steel, sealed by our love, no doubt, no hesitation.

Often as the great wheel turns, we run like hamsters to keep up, one stumbles and falls,
bourne by the promise of better times we rise again and continue, the goal is now in sight,
...Finally. It was like a ocean journey, the waves were high, but we held on to each other.
Through hard times and good you are always there, my sweet angel. I no longer fear the turbulent
waters of the future, as long as I am by your side, anMy one and only.19 hours ago in Free Verse

And still we dreamWar has spread in the world as the plague
Wiping clear humans, be they humble or mean
Pitting one against another, with alliances vague
And still, we dream.

There appears to be little to no hope
Children go barefoot and, hungry, are lean
Trust is nigh inexistent, tensions taught as a rope
And still, we dream.

Conflict has seeped into our minds and souls
Making every horror just another we have seen
And where our hearts once beat stands a hole
And still, we dream.

Once there was purity and innocence
Now looms hollow sobs and screams;
Treacheries and schemes that make no sense
And still, we dream.

Yes we dream, dream of a better place
DreamAnd still we dream19 hours ago in Free Verse

DreamThe goal set
In the heart of little ones
Treasured
Forever held highly.
The dream grows
Morphs to better fit
Yet never veers off course.
This dream
Held deeply in his heart
Has been fulfilled
On to a new goal
A new set plan.
What will it be?Dream22 hours ago in Free Verse

The Duality in LifeGood
And evil

Light
And darkness

Joy
And sorrow

Pleasure
And pain

Heaven
And Hell

Life
And death

Sanity
And insanity

Love
And hate

You
And me
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The Unknown Poet From NowhereThe Duality in Life22 hours ago in Free Verse

7 billionThere is 7 billion people on earth. And yet, each and every one of them, is unique. It may seem like no one cares about you, like there is too many other people, but someone somewhere does care. You are the only person that can live your life, the only person that can live your dream. And yet, you hesitate. You try and wait it out, for your dream to come to you. But instead, its waiting for you. Not him, not her, you. All you need to do is take a chance, and grab it. And yes, you almost certainly will fail, but don't give up. You might fail a thousand times, but never give up the will to make your dream a reality, whatever it may be. And you 7 billion22 hours ago in Free Verse

Family TraditionFresh and up-and-coming,
I got my life together right
Wings are strong with national pride,
Have my family to support me

Time to start stepping over people
And use them to my advantage
No one said the road to the top
Was going to be an easy one

Whatever it takes,
It matters to me not
The ends outweigh the means,
The price for success

And what will happen when I fall?
When it all starts falling apart?
Pretty pictures that once were my life
Are now plagued with the seal of inexperience

Too young to fly but still I try;
To follow in the footsteps of those before
For the lifestyle I wish for,
For the recognition that I crave

Because underneaFamily Tradition12 hours ago in Free Verse

Inside my HeadInside my Head;

"I can't believe the thoughts that comes out of my head, before my feet hit the floor and I've rolled out of bed.
All the silly jargon and rantings and such, sometimes I think even for me it's too much.
But after there out in the world to be read, I think between you and I I should have stayed in bed.
So I think for us all it can be agreed, that I should not always speak my mind but write what others may need.
Though if these thoughts remained inside my head instead of seeping out, my sanity might be in question and by writing them down I will have removed all doubt."

By Martha Mayhew-Merson~(C) May 25, 2013- All RigInside my Head3 hours ago in Free Verse

On Destruction.As blisters form on my hands
And my eyes start burning in my head
As the pen crumbles in my hands
And the wall flies at me
I realize
I will never have to fill
Divorce papers again.On Destruction.4 hours ago in Free Verse

Just a thought.."People always say that honesty is the best policy until the read the policy, then they want to cancel the contract..."

By, Martha Mayhew-Merson~(C)May 25, 2013- All rights reserved. Just a thought..4 hours ago in Free Verse

YouLong are the days I spend alone without you.
My heart longing for the comfort of your touch.
Lonely Are the nights without you by my side.
My body yearning for the warmth of being held by you.
Sensual are the dreams that fill my mind.
My desire for you raging uncontrolled.
Elating are the stories played out in my head.
As I plan for my wishes to be granted.
Haunting are the nightmares that fill my slumber.
While my demons remind me of their power.
Fearfully I face the somber reality of life.
Afraid my forever will never arrive. You5 hours ago in Free Verse

Just Past Ten O' ClockHalf asleep streaming and dreaming thoughts.
The music on the phone mocks and plots.
Half awake screaming and detaching thoughts.
The music on the phone mocks and plots.Just Past Ten O' Clock7 hours ago in Free Verse

Euphemistic PerceptionsChrist! What have they painted you into!?
You spoke of ways of compassion and love,
But only to save your own hide
The Devil was not out of you!

Your light only carries so far..
Only under the sun does your power reign
But dive into the depths and your love means your death
Human invention is your mother

Water is submission!
Submit to the pits,
Where the cathedral crumbles
And priests penetrate horny nuns;
Nature knows no morality

Here in the pubic hairs of the Mother Earth,
In her forests and jungles,
Does one know the true meaning of Self!

Kali! Raise your sword! Strike with might!
Beat the drums of war for the meek inherit your scraps
Euphemistic Perceptions9 hours ago in Free Verse

The Quite Between9 hours ago in Free Verse

82 Miles Left BehindThe badrock's got you down again.
On the ground.
Lying there.
Eventually you will die there.
Reunited with the lives you had to spare.

Great promises.
Crushed by a slap.
You wished for everything.
Humiliation seems to make humanity fap.

I tried to help you.
Scooped you up.
Don't listen to him.
You don't have to.
He's not even tough.

They made a bridge.
We crossed it.
Going to beg for change.
Just like poor Christine,
I've seen my days where I've just lost it.

You spotted cool water.
Purchased with meaningless paper I gave you.
Oh my dear,
you smell a little musty.
And with each sip you take you get more fussy.

Fate brought us together.
82 Miles Left Behind11 hours ago in Free Verse

Menstrual PainSpasmic blades jutting inside.
River of life crashing in and out.
Twisting
Grinding
Squeezing
Overworked mechanical body.
Turn it off
Turn it off.
Inner massacre carried by river of life
Draining body. Menstrual Pain11 hours ago in Free Verse

LostLost and alone, while
Shattered and shorn.
Lost with no
place to go.
Seeking refuge
from everything
including myself.
Where can I go?
Where can I hide?
Try to rebuild
be straight with myself,
but the walls
keep crumbling down.
I don't understand.
I don't know why.
Why any of this
is happening.
I'm sure there's
a reason,
buried in time.
Something I owe,
something to learn.
I don't know!
All I know
is the darkness
of fear and feeling
alone.
I can't help but wonder
which will win first,
the understanding
or
the darkness.Lost12 hours ago in Free Verse

Wretch of FilthWretch of Filth

Looking at the figure disregarded
A scoff arises in the night air
With breath filling the lungs of the watched
All that is left in the wake is a brutal awakening
Chalice of hatred be sipped deeply...

Nothing but resentment remains
If there was ever a speck of hope left
It was to be stripped from the sky that instant
Leaving nothing to gather but a hopeless remnant
Whispering streaks of the forbidden abyss
A chalice best left for the lost...

If there was ever a wish to be sought
To avoid this fate was the one to be ranked
Never to cross fate or say something foolish
But to have silver-tipped tongues with moldy frWretch of Filth13 hours ago in Free Verse

hold me in your arms againone bite and i find im soaring
deep down i can feel ive arrived
now its up to me to make the rest of the world see me
the way i feel i already show
the lights flicker when i walk by
and the skys storm cause the universe saw
it way before i could even think it
theres a plan
theres a reason
i got that power
to change my existence
you wont ever find me focusing on the depressing or the sad
its all a mind set
life is there open your eyes
and go
love isnt a gift waiting to be unwrapped
its there its right
in front of us
we just choose to avoid or deny it most days
messages are constantly being relayed to us
past reaches out
futurehold me in your arms again13 hours ago in Free Verse

The Open RoadThe Open Road

I'm cruising down the highway with exalted joy
Bright sunbeams shimmering in the clear blue sky
Enjoying the wonderful journey
Rainbow rising
Doves cooing
O, the beauty of this open road!

I'm driving down the highway with a stoic purpose
White billowing clouds rolling in from the East
Continuing the important journey
Sun shining
Robins chirping
O, the sights of this open road!

I'm still on the highway with no apparent purpose
A storm brewing on the pale horizon
Tired of this arduous journey
Thunder rumbling
Owls hooting
O, the boredom of this open road!

I'm screaming on the highway with no point of return
A horrible black moThe Open Road14 hours ago in Free Verse

The Devil of an ArtistThe devil of an artist
Is the shadow of our god
Misinterpretation
Without the agent of love
Someone's fun-house mirror mind
Mouth spread open
Eyes so blind
Digital ink venom
A bully's cyanide

There are no bridges in a poem
Yet the troll still takes its tollThe Devil of an Artist14 hours ago in Free Verse

Bombay SapphireShe is a tall drink of
Water, and you are a tumbler of
Gin, he said,
curving his cracking
lips into a menacing
display of misplaced
affection.
She is a burning beacon
of light, and you are a
candle that merely flickers,
he utters. Spoken softly into
an empty soul that once was
full of the finest gin. Parched
he begs quietly for more, so
it is you who spreads wide
in amazement, and gives more
of yourself to him then to
anyone else. Your face slows
in the night as he drinks
to completion.
If she is a tall drink of
Water, and I am a short tumbler of
Gin, you ask, why do you hang
around here?
Because, he says through brokeBombay Sapphire15 hours ago in Free Verse

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