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So here I am. Here are some poems. Some are fairly old.

The Song That No One Hears

I was walking down the street
And everyone that I saw
Passed me with their eyes so cold
And a stiffness in their jaw

My mind was crowded as I stood
On the corner waiting for the light
For nothing seemed quite decent
And nothing seemed quite right

And then there sat an old man
A face withered by years and tears
But with such a knowing look
He asked if I knew the song
That no one ever hears

Standing there hovering
I asked "Old man, what is that you speak?
My day has been weary
And the future seems quite bleak
How could there be this song
That no one ever hears
For a song isn't a song
If you cannot listen with your ears!"

Then the old man stood
Arising from the ground
And there he was
Looking upon me and he frowned

And again he spoke
His words grabbed me and took a hold
"My dear"' he said
"You do think you are rather bold
Though listen here and you will see
Through all your pain and turmoil
Becomes the person you will be"

And he spoke to me of this song
His words filled my eyes with tears
And I saw that too often my ways
Were too weak to fight my fears

He told me you needed strength
In your heart and soul
For your mind to enhance
Though to not be afraid
To take a fragile stance

He told me the choices we make
No matter where they may lead
Are to teach us where we shall be
Not to help us fail or succeed

For the failure and success that lay
Tangled up in the crowded mind
Were filled with fabled promises
That were often not the heart’s kind

For a while more I listened to him speak
And for those moments I forgot
I forgot about deadlines and grief
I allowed my mind to relax
And my body eased with relief

And yesterday my heart was broken
But today my heart is strong
And I’ll travel on down life's road
Remembering the words of this song
But still I own a fragment
Of every single hurt
A souvenir I keep within me
That I will carry to the dirt.


Dreaming of Him

I will dream of him
His eyes, his voice
His hair and skin
The one in which I will rejoice
No longer will I ponder
He’ll be my only choice

He will fight away every fear
Yes how remarkable he’ll be
And as reality comes near
No longer will dreams appease
I will ream joy
And bathe in glee

Then as the veil thins
It will lift from my eyes
And gone as swiftly as it begins
The reality will not be as it seems
And I will then resent him
For stealing my dreams…

You'll Be Ok

I see you falling and I reach out a hand
But you don’t need me so you let go
You’ve already make yourself a soft place to land
You’ll be ok… you say

So I’ll stay up here and watch you drift away
And as you leave my sight I know
You’ll forget about me in in a day
You’ll be ok… you say

Because you don’t need me
You’ve made that much clear
For all that remain to see
For I can’t let you down
If you’re the one jumping
You’ve already hit the ground

I’m too sensitive you say
Well I guess I’m made of glass and you’re made of stone
I’ll shatter into a million pieces
But nobody can break you

And if you ever curse my name
For letting you fall
Remember I am not the one to blame
Remember you said…
You would be ok
I know I am anyway



Who are we, and what have we become?
Are we nothing but shadows, casting figures all around?
Are our souls as blank as the shadow people, stretched out upon the ground?

If we recognized ourselves, would we be ourselves?
Or would we hate ourselves?
Could we love ourselves, if we knew ourselves?

What have we led this world to, and where is it going next?
Are we leading it to hope or to despair?
Are we even aware?
Or are we fully conditioned
To blur fact from fiction?


Pay Your Commission

She tried to be decent
And she tried to be good
Tried to say the right words
And did all she could

Took that wastebasket out of the corner of her soul
Threw away her troubles and her fears
But they always found her down the road
As she was constantly shifting gears
Found the coincidence was coincidental
So she left her fate up to chance
And put her faith in the hands
Of one lesser for the meaning

And every day she sees the pouring rain
Seep through the cracks in her window
This world, they said,
Isn’t a place for a girl without ambition
If you want to survive here
You’ve got to pay your commission

So she’s trying to walk a straight line
On this line of broken glass
And the blood on the floor
Bleeds into the past
And every step she takes
Leads her closer to defeat
In the space between then and now
Where her tragedy did meet


The First Seed

(Kind of a rough draft. This one doesn't rhyme).

You planted the first seed
Somewhere along the line
Between the stages of joy, bitterness, and contempt

Maybe it was that joke
You know the one where afterwards you told me I was too sensitive?
I felt like a fool
“Yes you’re right. I overreacted. I won’t do that again”

Or maybe it was that first criticism
Of the fact that I took 5 minutes to respond
Or that first accusation
Although you would always tell me
“I trust you. It’s not you. It’s them…”

Maybe it was the friends you tried to make me lose
And the time you stole
Demanding more and more and it never being good enough
Maybe it was when you told me I wasn’t good enough
But I was lucky because you loved me anyway
You did so much for me and I could never do enough

But I can sit here and wonder when that first seed was planted
Or I can pluck out this weed by its roots
And leave you behind
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Some poems
Posted: 2/2/2019 9:24:56 AM
^^^Nice to read you~

Please feel free to add onto existing threads where 'last lines is used as first line', etc---haikus, cinquains, pick a line any line---kind of fun to respond to a prompt or a hook~
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