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Salvation.You need not walk in darkness,
I will set alight the world.

18.I am dismantled by your being.

Once MoreSoft satin caresses, sweet lips touch,
sending heat down my spine. Fingers
intertwine, brushing mouth, cheeks,

hair, leaving nothing behind. Desire
controls, your lust craving more,
hiding the picture. Moving lips

show mind’s hunger, representing
wavering ways. Sick of twisted motives,
such childish play, now say her name

once more, rekindling blazing flames.
Red drops of passion puddle upon floor,
draining white fingertips damp, speak

once more. Deepen fresh wounds
with twisted smiles. Say her name
once more, I dare to hear such sounds.

If not, hold your tongue, your eternal
peace, and never move those lips from mine.

Door Bell (Oftentimes)Oftentimes my door bell rings
I slowly open up the entryway
to Anger waiting anxiously, alone
but these days I just shut him out
don't need him inside my house -
more broken things for me to sweep

Please don't bite me anymore - no words
your poisoning upon my face was faint
tracing of a misty, deep amphetamine:
at first a bursted tinge of open-heart,
but soon the dose grew smaller than a seed -
molehill next to mountains from my past

I used to think of you as something strong
green and awe-bright - cradled by a thousand years
but holding you I felt you bend and slither
watched you swallow whole the things I gave
to you - so now I see you st

FaultlineJust one sound falling from your mouth,
And, my lips will burn
From the salt and the wounds you've caused.
The cause you never even meant to start.
I know you didn't mean it.
A sad truth, not every innocent endeavor
Will be met with amnesty.
The regret and the hurt
Will shake the earth beneath my feet.
Split the ground and raise it to the sky.
Your voice, a penetrating barritone.
Boom.

The fine lines of a lie can be emboldened.
The omissions, the stories you feigned.
All of the faults, always mine
My cliff to fall from, a thousand times.
Boom.

I want to believe you
Didn't mean to cause
A stringent distrust that will stain us both.
I

Four Thousand MilesFour Thousand Miles

One body of water seperates ours,
But they say,
Home is where your heart is,
I'm already there.

There isn't a moment,
When I am not yours,
And you are not mine,
No matter where we are,
So what's four thousand miles?

I would chart a course,
Around this world,
To be with you,
And will.

Why waste time?

You are the missing piece,
Of a puzzle,
With no sharp edges,
You fit in perfectly,
Fixing me.

The lights in the sky,
Shine just for us,
No matter where we are,
So what's four thousand miles?

In My Lover's ArmsIn My Lover's Arms*
for Puabi
"He takes me with him everywhere, and back home for warm love."
Puabi
My mind and my eye are set outdoors
Although i wander, i ne'er will go far
My heart is always warning me
That someone sweet awaits at my side
So i hold her tight in my arms
As i walk through my door
I spend the daylight hours away
But i must return ere night
"The wind can roar and howl
The pouring rain can rain
Yet i shall not be in my home
Till i lie in my lover's arms again"
"Beloved!Come and relax with Puabi now."
*from the words of John Donne

honest poetryWhy is it so hard to love
why can't I
act the same way as I do amongst friends

why must I lie in front of
the one I want to be with for the rest of my life

I feel like you lie the most
to the ones you most love

you want them to believe
you're perfect
so you lie
so they're safe
so thei're happy

but are you happy?
a question easily forgotten
one i've made sure
to pay more attention to

because I can't preteed
that I love you
that I need you
when I'm not happy

I deserve happiness
I deserve light
just like you do so deserve it

i want to wake up smiling
instead of wondering

one day i will know
one day I will look to you and say
that I'm hap

Kiss the NightI have lost my heart to the man who wears black
His eyes tore my soul from my mind
A kiss in the dark and I was lost
One touch and my world became the night
He took my hands and we caught the falling stars
He held me as we painted the midnight sky
His love glows soft and true like the moon
My name is sacred prayers on his lips
I have lost my heart to the King of the Night
And my longing for him is eternal

No JewelryNo Jewelry
For Puabi
If, one day, someone gave me a Sapphire
I would give it back
No sapphire can ever match the blue
In her eyes
If someone gave me a Ruby
I would give it back
No ruby can ever match the red
In her lips
If someone gave me a Diamond
I would give it back too
No diamond can ever match the glow
In her heart
I have her
Who is worth more than jewels

Love is insanityLove is insanity
Simple
There is no simpler way to explain it
Love will always
ALWAYS
Make you do some crazy stuff
And I am not talking about
Pre-teen
“oh he’s so hot”
Shit
No
I mean
True love
True love
Is what makes you
Go insane
Whether you realize
Or not
The type of insanity
That makes you stay
By one’s side
No matter how
Bull crap they make you deal with
The type of insanity
That makes you strive after
The same person for years
And even
When you are rejected
For the second
Even the fifth
Time
You still stay by their side
And you never let go of that hope
Now I will be honest
There is a point
Where that love
Become

Street Of Past.A whore passed by me,
She was cying inside,
Triying to cover up her rotten skin.

You ran behind me,
I felt your breath inside me,
In the bloody streets of past,
You took my hand,
And we followed the whore.

We follewed the hate-chain,
Lusting for vangeance,
Lusting for you.

My words, your touchWhy do I mind,
If you can't say more than one word at a time?

I'm not perfection, far from divine.
But I wonder how you are,
I ask if you're fine.

I know that you love me,
I know that you care...
Blah blah blah, and romantic despair.

Could you please just take the time?
I need to hear that you'll always be mine.
Words are my currency,
But my body is yours.

Can we compromise?

One word per touch;
It really isn't that much.

Let's swap:
I
Want
You.

For:
I
Love
You

And:
How
Does
That
Feel

For:
How
Are
You
Feeling?

Words wrapped in emotion are what I need to hear,
The feeling of my skin is all you can bare.
An eternal tug of war, it alw

It will get better.Don't you love those moments where you idlely just stand by and let some monster decapitate your soul? You tell yourself constantly that "It will get better. I won't let anyone cut out another piece of my heart," but the shadows only continue to grow in the dark corners of your life.

Remember the obnoxious argueing back and forth over the stupidest topics or because someone gave your loved one a flirtatious look or a message? You told yourself "The fights only make us stronger. It will get better.."

I did..

Remember the times your held your ground when he showed his affections towards another, then would get angry and told you not to inter

You, veiled winter blossom, suYou,
veiled winter blossom,
summer tulip
iron shiver.

Honey shapes your lips,
springy bitterness
designs your face.

Delicate in your repression,
naive in your anger,
innocent of your passions.

Your hands cry beauty,
yet, ungracefully, fall your pearl tears.

Now you laugh at me,
hiding yourself,
ignoring yourself.

Now you turn your eyes away,
- silently enough to make my whispers screams.

Spreading your virgin wings, Fear
crushes our desires.
And drowning in beauty,
seduced
humiliated
through your fear I cast away.

- silently enough to let my sorrow melt in dawns.

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Waking Nightmare

by ~SKCF-Neith, Feb 13, 2005, 10:08:25 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Free Verse

Yeah ummm... The Poetry is the picture... Sorry Nothing to see here in the box...

Waking Nightmareby ~SKCF-Neith

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Free Verse

©2005-2013 ~SKCF-Neith

Ummm... oops... the poem is the picture, Sorry.

(Made with Microsoft Paint)

~YanasP-animals Nov 28, 2005 Photographer

Nice job in putting this poem together.

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*YanasPrecursor Feb 15, 2005 Hobbyist Digital Artist

Hehe, it can work that way to sweety.

You did a great job on the poem, I really like it. Although its kind of sad, at least shes there for him.

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~SKCF-Neith Feb 18, 2005

Just like you are there for me

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*YanasPrecursor Feb 19, 2005 Hobbyist Digital Artist

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~SKCF-Neith Feb 19, 2005

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