Shadows of my Soul Poetry - Chapter Two. - Tilted Forum Project Discussion Community

Amnesia620 · 08-25-2005, 07:27 PM

Hello all and Welcome once again. This is the 2nd chapter of my work, I hope everyone who reads them, enjoys them. Again, please be reminded that all of my work is copywrited and can be proven as such. Besides, plagarism just makes you look like a brainless loser, anyway.

Again, I look forward to hearing your opinions on any of my work, posted here in this chapter, or any in Chapter One. Let's begin, shall we?

Amnesia620 · 08-25-2005, 07:47 PM

Here, where you dream, I watch you sleep,
I watch you lay in silence, you breathe so deep,
I know you well, everyday I've seen you succeed,
I may even love you, and I know it's me you need.

I am your protector, everyday I watch over you,
I am a shadow, following your every move, it's true,
You are beautiful, my bright silver gem in the night,
I challenge the world, for I will win every fight.

I have no purpose here, other than to be close by,
I don't want to lose you, I would only wish to die,
You yearn for me, I feel it from within your soul,
To have me as yours, I know this is your one goal.

Before the first days light, I move to watch you from afar,
Every morning I know you see me, for I am the last star,
You look for me, wanting me more and more each day,
I want this too, but many laws I must continue to obey.

I promise you that someday, I will be a part of your life,
More than just a shadow, I will have you as my wife,
Until then my lover, I will watch over you each moment,
I cherish your moves, the time together that we've spent.

Just before you open the windows to your soul, your eyes,
I leave you for a simple moment, each piece of me inside dies,
I vow that we will be one soon, I swear it won't be too long,
My heart will never change, I know you will remain strong.

Amnesia620 · 08-26-2005, 05:42 AM

A restless soul am I as I walk the night,
I take heart in the gift of my own sight,
I watch the world pass me by,
though I've never questioned why.

Here I stand above you all, I wait,
I see everything, each person's fate,
I cannot ever stop you, never intervene,
Words remain silent, of all that I've seen.

I am invisible to each person's own eye,
I am one of many talents, I can even fly,
I'm impish in my ways, though I'm delightful,
Not allowed to harm anything, or be spiteful.

The world is my very own playground,
This place is my treasure, it's what I found,
though, I'll admit, each day lonely am I,
but nothing is better than being the only spy.

ICER · 08-26-2005, 07:54 AM

I really like the last one. even though it has some voyeurism over tones. It was also read (as least to me) of somebody who wants to be involed with the world around them. But was afraid of do so for some reason.

The first one matched my mood for the past few days. The whole wanting but can't have useless feeling that tends to feed upon itself till it drives you crazy.

Great poems.

Amnesia620 · 08-26-2005, 08:04 AM

Thank you, Icer. Sharing how it makes you feel and how you relate is exactly what I look for and enjoy when it comes to discussing my poems. Awesome, thank you!

Amnesia620 · 08-26-2005, 08:23 PM

On my knees, my heart stays true,
here I remain to bear my soul to you,
I willingly obey to keep you by my side,
I can't oppose you, my hands are tied.

You lower your hand, to touch my face,
suddenly your slap is put in it's place,
my cheek stings as if on fire, turning red,
I fear your displeasure, this anger I dread.

I won't lower my face, I won't shed one tear,
I wait for you still, Your approval I must hold dear,
With these words, I know that I failed your task,
"Why must you choose to disobey me?" You ask.

A small part of me dares me to be defiant, to only try,
our passion is greater, but to disobey - I'd rather die,
I answer you with a plead to forgive me, Master, please,
I chose correctly, I know it's right as my heart agrees.

Though punishment is chosen to teach me to not forget,
to anger my Master, my lover, is why I fear and fret,
To see Master smile and be pleased is my real desire,
to be the only one, His Slave, who sets his soul on fire.

Amnesia620 · 08-29-2005, 07:39 PM

Take in your breath now and hold it there
Behold your own mysterious soul of the exquisite
Here is where it lies, now, so take your share
Twice as shy is only once after you've first been bit

Bow not in worship before the grand altar of your own God
Drink from the cup of silver laced in your own seed
Hold with you your own thunder staff or lightening rod
Allow it to drain and refill you as you continue to bleed

The hope lost is now yours to recollect and regain
As it has been shattered and spread upon the Earth
Pick up all the pieces once more, each tiny grain
Forget not the cycle you've invoked, of your own rebirth

Walk proudly among the insane with the strength of sanity
Drudge forth to be witnessed and eternally recognized
Some of the members of such a world you call Lost Vanity
You are the author of your land's own Holy Book, unrevised.

Fate's vibrations shatter the strength of the fragile life you've now made
A soul's creations are destroyed when Twilights curtain falls upon each of them
Memories crumble, collapsing in death, as their frozen ashes begin to fade
An empty mind deteriorates from it's inability to compose a new requiem.

ICER · 09-05-2005, 12:40 PM

OK, the whole master slave poem completly kicked. The settle undertones blened very well with the overtones that they were also most one. one of your better works I've read.

However; What happen with this last one? it's so unlike your work, it's messy, unfocused, and dry. not one of your better works. I can barely read into it what your trying to convay.

but I do enjoy this passage:

Bow not in worship before the grand alter of your own God
Drink from the cup of silver laced in your own seed
Hold with you your own thunder staff or lightening rod
Allow it to drain and refill you as you continue to bleed

didn't mean to be harsh or anything. your still a far better poet then I am. just voiceing my opinion.

Amnesia620 · 09-24-2005, 05:21 AM

Icer, you weren't harsh at all. I can handle criticism as long as it is fair and maturely stated. I appreciate your point of view on it. The words in it are well spoken, but the flow is off...

tecoyah · 09-24-2005, 05:50 AM

I rather liked it,but I am not entirely sane so....my opinion may be jaded....heh

Amnesia620 · 10-02-2005, 04:23 PM

Thank you, Tecoyah. I like it as well...although, it may be one I will edit and rewrite in the future...time will only tell.

Amnesia620 · 10-02-2005, 04:50 PM

See into your self – a broken, bitter heart
see the abandonment – pieces of beauty remain
look upon the inside - whose story it tells
of an existence lost - sliding down the drain.

Vivid obscurity - one message proclaimed
frustration found - by Fate's own unbiased hand
a few wistful words – its silent voice has spoken
a purpose clarified – in expected demand.

Such words are shattered – then destroyed
and broken down - by Time's own wear
a hard life - suffered by the ability to endure
each painful memory - the mind’s eye despair.

*Original Version:
See into this broken, bitter heart
see what fragments of beauty remain
look upon what life's story it tells
of this existance that's gone down the drain

Vivid is the message it begins to tell
frustrated by Fate's own unbiased hand
wistful words it can only speak
it's purpose is not hard to understand

Such words are shattered, destroyed
and broken by Time's own wear
a hard life's had by those who can endure
all the memories left behind to share

Amnesia620 · 10-04-2005, 10:12 PM

Remember me as I am
Forget me as I am not
Think of me as a memory
Learn from what you've taught.

Recall the past as though it's the future
since those who can't remember the past
are condemned to repeat it over again
until it consumes every part of them at last.

ICER · 10-14-2005, 05:44 AM

OK, you have inspired me to go a little darker in my poems. here's my first stab at it

Everything seems to be wonderful
Like it came out of a fairytale

I have this beautiful princess
Amazing loyal Friends to the end
And this gorgeous mental castle

But one day everything turned to black
Chaos broke out
And i couldn't get it back

Now as i look at the ruins
I realize i only have this dark fairytale
To call my home

I search and search for the sun
But nothing comes
It's like someone shot me in the head with a gun

All i have left is this dark fairytale
This beautiful princess and mental castle all gone wrong
I just wish i could bail

But i can't
I'm stuck
Stuck in this twisted fairytale

No sun to keep it bright
No smile on my face
All i see is night

I'm living in a dark fairytale
I can't believed it happened
I can't believed i failed

And now I'm here to stay
To stay in this dark fairytale.

This dark fairytale is all I had. no one to turn to. no one to understand

In this dark fairytale my life will remain. alone and filled with dark disdain.

Amnesia620 · 10-24-2005, 08:33 PM

I like it. I can totally visualize what you describe. Very well done.

Amnesia620 · 10-24-2005, 08:51 PM

Why do I stand here wasting my life
When I have so many things on my list
Where I want to experience so many things
What I've left undone for so long
Who am I to say I've loved myself over the years
How do I fix my world now?
Why do I watch time pass and I do nothing
When I feel this overwhelming sense of urgency
Where I must do things quickly
What is my purpose here on this soil
Who am I suppose to be
How come I can't figure it out?
Why am I plagued with these thoughts
When I should be calm and cool
Where will I find myself in the future
What will I be in the years to come
Who will love me forever tomorrow
How will I fix my world then?
Why are these words written here
When I should be screaming them
What would I say if I had the chance
Who will listen to me if I cry out
How come it's so complicated?

Amnesia620 · 10-24-2005, 09:00 PM

Here I lay on this bed of Reality
You refuse me in my flesh
You've turned from me and my scars
Become more prominent now
Here I am naked in this world
Vulnerable and open only to you
You find nothing appealing in me
Except for my tears.

Why is my sorrow so lovely
Upon my repulsive face
Left by you to dry and scar
Such a virgin soul I once had
Is beauty nothing any longer
Everlasting only in my dreams
Am I forever without happiness
To suffer a life such as this?

Amnesia620 · 10-24-2005, 09:11 PM

Do you hear my silent screams from the inside of my outer shell?
Do you know the ending to the beginning of the darkness in daylight?
Will Yesterday be the same as Tomorrow in our futuristic past?
Who will be the triumphant winning loser in this warless fight?
How many years will become seconds and move in sluggish quickness?
Who will be here to ask the silent questions when I'm done living in death?

Amnesia620 · 12-29-2005, 02:11 AM

More to come soon, my friends...I've been working my little butt off and I have no internet at this time...but when I get online I will be posting like mad...just wait and see...

tecoyah · 12-30-2005, 04:58 AM

and so....we wait

Amnesia620 · 01-12-2006, 04:17 AM

Hello Tecoyah...I returned for a moment...I'm sorry it's not for longer, however, I'm without internet at home right now...hopefully, that will change soon...until then, here are a few I wrote a while back, the originals I borrowed from my best guy friend, Sean, whom I once wrote them for...enjoy...

Amnesia620 · 01-12-2006, 04:26 AM

Dedicated To: Sean Powell
Written: 01.16.01

DARK AS NIGHT WAS THE CLUB
WHEN I FIRST MET YOU THAT NIGHT
I DIDN’T NEED ANY MATCHES OR CANDLES
FOR I KNEW THAT YOUR SMILE WAS MY LIGHT.

YOU INTRODUCED YOURSELF
AND SAID THE SWEETEST HELLO
I SMILED BACK AND PRAYED
THAT MY KNEES WOULDN’T TURN TO JELL-O.

THE FIRST TIME WE KISSED WAS SO NATURAL
BOTH YOU AND I ARGUE ABOUT WHO KISSED WHO
I THINK CUPID WAS STANDING OVER US
BECAUSE I FELT LIKE I KNEW JUST WHAT TO DO.

I NOW STAND BY YOU AS THE WOMAN IN YOUR LIFE
AND MY LIFE FEELS LIKE IT’S FINALLY COMING TOGETHER
WE HAVE A LOT IN COMMON IN OUR PAST AND NOW
LIKE TWO BIRDS OF THE SAME FEATHER.

I BLUSH NOW AS I WRITE THIS
AND HOPE MY WORDS ARE NOT SAID IN VAIN
FOR YOU’RE A PART OF MY HAPPINESS
THERE IS NO MORE TO LOSE BUT LOTS TO GAIN.

SO I SAY THIS TO YOU NOW
NOT TO MAKE THINGS RUSHED
BUT JUST TO LET YOU KNOW
YOUR HEART WILL NOT BE CRUSHED.

WE HAVE BOTH HEARD THE PROMISES
THE ONES THAT TURNED OUT TO BE A LIE
I MAKE NO PROMISES TO YOU
I CAN ONLY SAY I WILL TRY.

Amnesia620 · 01-12-2006, 04:33 AM

In the story of Alice In Wonderland, Alice and the Cheshire Cat have a conversation, this poem is based upon that.

Dedicated To: Sean Powell
Written: 01.19.01

DEAR CHESHIRE PUSS,
SAID ALICE TO HIM ONE DAY,
THINKING TO HERSELF,
WHAT CHANCE MEETING HIM ON THE WAY.

WHERE SHOULD I GO FROM HERE?
DEPENDS ON WHERE YOU WANT TO GET TO, SAID THE CAT,
I DON’T MUCH CARE WHERE, SO LONG AS I GET SOMEWHERE, SHE SAID
AS CHESHIRE SMILED AT HER, WHILE ON THE BRANCH HE SAT.

THEN IT DOESN’T MATTER WHICH WAY YOU GO, SAID THE CHESHIRE CAT,
YOU’LL BE SURE TO GET THERE IF YOU WALK LONG ENOUGH,
THAT WAY IS THE HATTER AND THIS WAY IS THE HARE,
BUT BOTH OF THEM ARE MAD WHETHER OR NOT YOU GO THERE.

I DON’T WANT TO GO AMONG MAD PEOPLE,
CAN’T HELP THAT, WE’RE ALL MAD HERE,
HOW DO YOU KNOW I AM MAD?
YOU MUST BE OR YOU WOULDN’T HAVE COME HERE.

HOW DO YOU KNOW YOU ARE MAD?
TO BEGIN WITH, SAID THE CAT,
A DOG IS NOT MAD, RIGHT?
I SUPPOSE YOU CAN GRANT THAT.

A DOG GROWLS WHEN IT’S ANGRY,
AND WAGS ITS TAIL WHEN IT’S NOT
I DO JUST THE OPPOSITE, SAID THE CAT,
SITTING ON THE BRANCH IN THE VERY SAME SPOT.

PURRING OR GROWLING, CALL IT WHAT YOU LIKE,
ASKED THE CHESHIRE, DO YOU PLAY CROQUET?
I SHOULD LIKE TO BUT HAVEN’T BEEN INVITED YET,
WELL, YOU WILL SEE ME THERE, WITH THE QUEEN TODAY.

WITH THIS STATEMENT THE CHESHIRE VANISHED,
WITH NOT MUCH SURPRISE BUT LOOKING WHERE IT HAD JUST BEEN,
ALICE WAS GETTING USED TO QUEER THINGS HAPPENING,
WHEN THE CHESHIRE CAT REAPPEARED, AGAIN.

WHAT BECAME OF THE BABY? ASKED THE CAT,
REAPPEARING AS CALMLY AS IF IN A NATURAL WAY
I’D NEARLY FORGOTTEN TO ASK
IT TURNED INTO A PIG WAS ALL ALICE COULD SAY.

AS IF NATURAL AND NORMAL
THE CAT VANISHED WITHOUT A CARE
ANSWERING, I THOUGHT IT WOULD
WITH NO MORE THOUGHTS TO SHARE.

ALICE WAITED AND THEN BEGAN TO WALK, LOOKING ABOUT HER
NEITHER THE CHESHIRE NOR ANY CAT COULD SHE SEE
THEN AS SHE TALKED TO HERSELF ON HER WAY TO THE HARE
SHE LOOKED UP AND AGAIN WAS THE SAME CAT SITTING IN ANOTHER TREE.

DID YOU SAY PIG OR FIG?
I SAID PIG REPLIED ALICE, AND STOP YOUR TRICK
OF APPEARING AND VANISHING
YOU MAKE ONE QUITE SICK.

ALRIGHT, SAID THE CAT, VANISHING SLOWLY,
AND ENDING WITH A GRIN,
THE SMILE REMAINED THERE FOR SOME TIME,
THE END OF THE TAIL WAS WHERE IT HAD DECIDED TO BEGIN.

I’VE OFTEN SEEN A CAT WITHOUT A GRIN, THOUGHT ALICE,
BUT A GRIN WITHOUT A CAT,
IT’S THE MOST CURIOUS THING I’VE SEEN IN MY LIFE,
FOR I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD SEE A CHESHIRE CAT LIKE THAT!

Amnesia620 · 01-12-2006, 04:36 AM

Dedicated To: Sean Powell
Written: 07.01.2001

WHEN I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES
AND I SEE YOU SMILE
IT MAKES ALL MY TROUBLES
SEEM VERY WORTHWHILE

WHEN I HEAR YOUR LAUGHTER
YOU TAKE AWAY MY FEARS
YOU PUT MORE LOVE IN MY HEART
WHEN YOU WIPE AWAY MY TEARS

WHEN WE MAKE LOVE
YOU DIMINISH MY STRESS
YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO BEAUTIFUL
WITH EACH LOVING CARESS

WHEN YOU GENTLY KISS MY LIPS
OR LOOK AT ME IN A SPECIAL WAY
YOU MAKE MY HEART FILL WITH HOPE
ANTICIPATING ANOTHER WONDERFUL DAY

Amnesia620 · 01-12-2006, 04:47 AM

Gently did they lay
your arms across your chest
Since today
we're here to lay you to rest
Here we are
to say our final good-bye
No one's eyes
have been able to remain dry.

amonkie · 01-16-2006, 06:46 AM

I love your last one ... it always amazes me how sometimes less words is so much more ...

Amnesia620 · 01-29-2006, 04:27 PM

Rise above the ground where you lay,
the clock has chimed the end of your stay,
begin a new journey, begin a new day.

Step away from the form you once were,
a better place is your destination for sure,
no more to sacrifice, no more to endure.

Those left behind know the strength of your will,
they way you were in life before you became ill,
never to be alone long, never to be forgotten still.

Do not look back at the tears that are shed for you,
those tears will dry and their understanding anew,
life teaches us until the end, life is for them to continue.

Your end has come for that part of your journey on earth,
It is now time for you to embrace your arrival of your rebirth,
into a new form of existence, into a new form of mirth.

Amnesia620 · 01-29-2006, 04:34 PM

Recently, last month, we took in two new ferrets. I (re)named them Enigma (male, dark-eyed white ferret) and Harlequinn (female, light brown sable ferret). On January 13th, we lost Enigma; and three nights ago, we lost Harlequinn. The above poem is in dedication to them.

Amnesia620 · 02-03-2006, 02:02 AM

I sit here and wonder about you as I feel the soft wind blow
I don't understand why you didn't want to let anyone know
You should've known we all cared even if we didn't say so
What was so terrible in this world that made you want to go?

I never saw the monster you thought you had surely come to be
how many times did I remind you that you could always talk to me
and why did your sadness overshadow the truth so you didn't see
was your soul so restless you felt you should set it completely free?

Didn't you take the time to try and look at what hadn't been shown
your actions would be so selfish and they'd cut us all to the bone
we cared enough and we could've helped you if only we had known
did we fail you in such a way to deserve a lifetime at your headstone?

Now I sit right next to your gravestone today just letting these tears fall
trying to see such sorrow so enormous that it caused you to feel so small
puzzled as to what beckoned you to leave us quickly just to answer its call
why is it that the thought of you that's left behind must be painful for us all?

I stand up from the grass in anger now and face the wind in disgust
I shout into it at the top of my lungs, "Who was it that you couldn't trust?!"
Then I realize at that moment that you couldn't bear a world so unjust
you've left us now to mourn you as time turns your empty shell into dust.

Within my heart I bury the pain as deep as I had buried you the other day
And within these feelings of pain and sorrow I'm without more words to say
For though you're gone now my life hasn't stopped so therefore I will not stay
Did it ever occur to you that you would leave an emotional debt for all of us to pay?

tecoyah · 02-03-2006, 02:34 AM

Holy Shit Amnesia.............that is beautiful, so much so it actually hurts. Be at peace, if you can.

Amnesia620 · 05-30-2006, 03:33 PM

Thank you, Tecoyah...I guess I should check back here a bit more often, eh? Considering you commented on that back in February...Shows you how well I've been paying attention.

LOL.

Amnesia620 · 08-11-2006, 02:18 AM

One thing I find absolutely amazing is my work. Not to sound narcissistic or egotistical, in any way, but I'm merely in awe of the work I've done and forgotten about, since I don't have a lot of it on paper, now. The last poem I wrote, just a few comments above this, is my true work - and DAMN! It's good! I'd forgotten about it over the last 6 months, and in taking the time to reread it, I amaze myself at my own work. I will never say ALL of my work is that good - because I know that a lot of it is not - but you would think I could remember the good shit at least?

Hope yall are enjoying them as much as I am.

Amnesia620 · 08-14-2006, 05:43 AM

Emerald leaves glisten with a silverish dew
golden rays glowing with an orangish hue
and though this is Summer's cue
I can't help but fondly think of Spring, too.

Emerald leaves fade into red and golden brown,
some never fade - they just float to the ground,
Autumn's surely already here to stay,
I can't help but wish Summer wouldn't leave us today.

And soon the leaves will float off from each tree,
and the frosty chill that is Winter will come to be,
greeting us each morning with it's icy kiss,
I can't help but think that Spring is true bliss.

Flowers blossom and grass blades break through,
the soil is rich and moist with once silverish dew,
these are just the hints of Spring, albeit small,
I can't help but wish to answer Summer's call.

Amnesia620 · 08-20-2006, 02:32 AM

Working on some new stuff as we speak.. I'm also hoping to get it all together in a book for my collection for publishing. I will let you know how that goes.

Amnesia620 · 10-08-2006, 07:26 PM

For those of you who come to this thread to see what new poems I've posted, I want to apologize for yet another of my absences. It's been a long year already. I will be posting more very very soon.

tecoyah · 10-09-2006, 02:31 PM

My dissapointment is tempered...with understanding

That said....get yer shit together woman

Amnesia620 · 10-25-2006, 08:03 PM

Tecoyah - my true friend. I've missed you...guess who's back? Yep...I can't wait to tell you all the good (and even the bad) and share with you all the things I've learned.
I'll talk to you soon, I hope!

See the wicked in this Wiccan
Is to see from one point of view
Just as I have my way in life
I'm aware that you do, too.

Just a little one for now...haven't been writing much lately

Amnesia620 · 11-03-2006, 07:04 PM

Sometimes Friends Suck.

Time goes by
the friendship grows
how long it will last
only God knows

You think you know
the person they were
then in just one day
you're not sure

Sometimes it's change
sometimes its not
there are many reasons
a lot of them I forgot

You can forgive them
and you can forget
maybe just little things
that dont mean shit

Perhaps they matter
and you give a fuck
you're pissed because
sometimes friends suck.

Will He Or Won't He?

He talks to me,
on the internet,
and he's kinda cute,
so I think I'm all set,
But then he wants
to meet me today
and I'm not sure
of what to really say
So I say no
though he persists
reasons for yes
are all he lists
Eventually I
give in and go
sure that I
should've stuck with no
The night goes on
we have some fun
he got what he wanted
so he's done
He doesn't talk to me
no more at all
I can't believe this guy
even has the gall
So as I realize
he's a jerk
I get to sit here
and go bizzerk!

Smoke & Snort A Little More

You're such a nasty drug
You thought you won
Thinking you conquered me
but I gave up the fun.

I gave you up didn't I
I did it, I really quit
I stopped the turmoil
I gave up the shit.

You're such a nasty drug
You thought you could
Almost destroying everything
I thought you would.

I walked away from you
I won't ever go back
My world went from White
to disgustingly Black.

You're such a nasty drug
Trying to be my only friend
I found a way out
From that Dead End!

Amnesia620 · 12-20-2006, 04:59 PM

Today, I'm a straight A student in college,
Yesterday, I wasn't, though,
Didn't you know?
Yesterday, I was someone else,
who didn't matter to others
the way I matter now.

Today, I'm a straight A student in college,
Yesterday, I was battling myself,
Didn't you know?
Yesterday, I was hurting inside,
and I had no thoughts for
the way I matter now.

Today, I'm a straight A student in college
Yesterday, I was battling my demons,
Didn't you know?
Tomorrow I'm conquering the world,
and I will never forget,
the way I matter now!

Seer666 · 01-01-2007, 05:15 AM

A joy as always to read your work. Mayeb I'll start writeing again some time soon.

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08-25-2005, 07:27 PM	#1 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Shadows of my Soul Poetry - Chapter Two. Hello all and Welcome once again. This is the 2nd chapter of my work, I hope everyone who reads them, enjoys them. Again, please be reminded that all of my work is copywrited and can be proven as such. Besides, plagarism just makes you look like a brainless loser, anyway. Again, I look forward to hearing your opinions on any of my work, posted here in this chapter, or any in Chapter One. Let's begin, shall we? __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

08-25-2005, 07:47 PM	#2 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Here, where you dream, I watch you sleep, I watch you lay in silence, you breathe so deep, I know you well, everyday I've seen you succeed, I may even love you, and I know it's me you need. I am your protector, everyday I watch over you, I am a shadow, following your every move, it's true, You are beautiful, my bright silver gem in the night, I challenge the world, for I will win every fight. I have no purpose here, other than to be close by, I don't want to lose you, I would only wish to die, You yearn for me, I feel it from within your soul, To have me as yours, I know this is your one goal. Before the first days light, I move to watch you from afar, Every morning I know you see me, for I am the last star, You look for me, wanting me more and more each day, I want this too, but many laws I must continue to obey. I promise you that someday, I will be a part of your life, More than just a shadow, I will have you as my wife, Until then my lover, I will watch over you each moment, I cherish your moves, the time together that we've spent. Just before you open the windows to your soul, your eyes, I leave you for a simple moment, each piece of me inside dies, I vow that we will be one soon, I swear it won't be too long, My heart will never change, I know you will remain strong. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 Last edited by Amnesia620; 04-14-2007 at 12:00 PM.. Reason: Page error, lost original poem.

08-26-2005, 05:42 AM	#3 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	A restless soul am I as I walk the night, I take heart in the gift of my own sight, I watch the world pass me by, though I've never questioned why. Here I stand above you all, I wait, I see everything, each person's fate, I cannot ever stop you, never intervene, Words remain silent, of all that I've seen. I am invisible to each person's own eye, I am one of many talents, I can even fly, I'm impish in my ways, though I'm delightful, Not allowed to harm anything, or be spiteful. The world is my very own playground, This place is my treasure, it's what I found, though, I'll admit, each day lonely am I, but nothing is better than being the only spy. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

08-26-2005, 07:54 AM	#4 (permalink)
ICER Chilled to Perfection Location: Dallas, TX	I really like the last one. even though it has some voyeurism over tones. It was also read (as least to me) of somebody who wants to be involed with the world around them. But was afraid of do so for some reason. The first one matched my mood for the past few days. The whole wanting but can't have useless feeling that tends to feed upon itself till it drives you crazy. Great poems. __________________ What's the difference between congress and a penitentiary? One is filled with tax evaders, blackmailers and threats to society. The other is for housing prisoners. ~~David Letterman

08-26-2005, 08:04 AM	#5 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Thank you, Icer. Sharing how it makes you feel and how you relate is exactly what I look for and enjoy when it comes to discussing my poems. Awesome, thank you! __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

08-26-2005, 08:23 PM	#6 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	The Fantasy On my knees, my heart stays true, here I remain to bear my soul to you, I willingly obey to keep you by my side, I can't oppose you, my hands are tied. You lower your hand, to touch my face, suddenly your slap is put in it's place, my cheek stings as if on fire, turning red, I fear your displeasure, this anger I dread. I won't lower my face, I won't shed one tear, I wait for you still, Your approval I must hold dear, With these words, I know that I failed your task, "Why must you choose to disobey me?" You ask. A small part of me dares me to be defiant, to only try, our passion is greater, but to disobey - I'd rather die, I answer you with a plead to forgive me, Master, please, I chose correctly, I know it's right as my heart agrees. Though punishment is chosen to teach me to not forget, to anger my Master, my lover, is why I fear and fret, To see Master smile and be pleased is my real desire, to be the only one, His Slave, who sets his soul on fire. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 Last edited by Amnesia620; 10-02-2005 at 04:53 PM..

08-29-2005, 07:39 PM	#7 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Existance in Love Take in your breath now and hold it there Behold your own mysterious soul of the exquisite Here is where it lies, now, so take your share Twice as shy is only once after you've first been bit Bow not in worship before the grand altar of your own God Drink from the cup of silver laced in your own seed Hold with you your own thunder staff or lightening rod Allow it to drain and refill you as you continue to bleed The hope lost is now yours to recollect and regain As it has been shattered and spread upon the Earth Pick up all the pieces once more, each tiny grain Forget not the cycle you've invoked, of your own rebirth Walk proudly among the insane with the strength of sanity Drudge forth to be witnessed and eternally recognized Some of the members of such a world you call Lost Vanity You are the author of your land's own Holy Book, unrevised. Fate's vibrations shatter the strength of the fragile life you've now made A soul's creations are destroyed when Twilights curtain falls upon each of them Memories crumble, collapsing in death, as their frozen ashes begin to fade An empty mind deteriorates from it's inability to compose a new requiem. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 Last edited by Amnesia620; 11-23-2005 at 04:15 PM.. Reason: Edit, Spell check & Revision.

09-05-2005, 12:40 PM	#8 (permalink)
ICER Chilled to Perfection Location: Dallas, TX	OK, the whole master slave poem completly kicked. The settle undertones blened very well with the overtones that they were also most one. one of your better works I've read. However; What happen with this last one? it's so unlike your work, it's messy, unfocused, and dry. not one of your better works. I can barely read into it what your trying to convay. but I do enjoy this passage: Bow not in worship before the grand alter of your own God Drink from the cup of silver laced in your own seed Hold with you your own thunder staff or lightening rod Allow it to drain and refill you as you continue to bleed didn't mean to be harsh or anything. your still a far better poet then I am. just voiceing my opinion. __________________ What's the difference between congress and a penitentiary? One is filled with tax evaders, blackmailers and threats to society. The other is for housing prisoners. ~~David Letterman

09-24-2005, 05:21 AM	#9 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Icer, you weren't harsh at all. I can handle criticism as long as it is fair and maturely stated. I appreciate your point of view on it. The words in it are well spoken, but the flow is off... __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

09-24-2005, 05:50 AM	#10 (permalink)
tecoyah Illusionary	I rather liked it,but I am not entirely sane so....my opinion may be jaded....heh __________________ Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha

10-02-2005, 04:23 PM	#11 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Thank you, Tecoyah. I like it as well...although, it may be one I will edit and rewrite in the future...time will only tell. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

10-02-2005, 04:50 PM	#12 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Jaded See into your self – a broken, bitter heart see the abandonment – pieces of beauty remain look upon the inside - whose story it tells of an existence lost - sliding down the drain. Vivid obscurity - one message proclaimed frustration found - by Fate's own unbiased hand a few wistful words – its silent voice has spoken a purpose clarified – in expected demand. Such words are shattered – then destroyed and broken down - by Time's own wear a hard life - suffered by the ability to endure each painful memory - the mind’s eye despair. Original Version: See into this broken, bitter heart see what fragments of beauty remain look upon what life's story it tells of this existance that's gone down the drain Vivid is the message it begins to tell frustrated by Fate's own unbiased hand wistful words it can only speak it's purpose is not hard to understand Such words are shattered, destroyed and broken by Time's own wear a hard life's had by those who can endure all the memories left behind to share __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 Last edited by Amnesia620; 11-23-2005 at 04:38 PM.. Reason: Revision, editing*

10-04-2005, 10:12 PM	#13 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Intake Remember me as I am Forget me as I am not Think of me as a memory Learn from what you've taught. Recall the past as though it's the future since those who can't remember the past are condemned to repeat it over again until it consumes every part of them at last. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 Last edited by Amnesia620; 11-23-2005 at 04:41 PM.. Reason: to add title

10-14-2005, 05:44 AM	#14 (permalink)
ICER Chilled to Perfection Location: Dallas, TX	OK, you have inspired me to go a little darker in my poems. here's my first stab at it Everything seems to be wonderful Like it came out of a fairytale I have this beautiful princess Amazing loyal Friends to the end And this gorgeous mental castle But one day everything turned to black Chaos broke out And i couldn't get it back Now as i look at the ruins I realize i only have this dark fairytale To call my home I search and search for the sun But nothing comes It's like someone shot me in the head with a gun All i have left is this dark fairytale This beautiful princess and mental castle all gone wrong I just wish i could bail But i can't I'm stuck Stuck in this twisted fairytale No sun to keep it bright No smile on my face All i see is night I'm living in a dark fairytale I can't believed it happened I can't believed i failed And now I'm here to stay To stay in this dark fairytale. This dark fairytale is all I had. no one to turn to. no one to understand In this dark fairytale my life will remain. alone and filled with dark disdain. __________________ What's the difference between congress and a penitentiary? One is filled with tax evaders, blackmailers and threats to society. The other is for housing prisoners. ~~David Letterman

10-24-2005, 08:33 PM	#15 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	I like it. I can totally visualize what you describe. Very well done. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

10-24-2005, 08:51 PM	#16 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Questions Why do I stand here wasting my life When I have so many things on my list Where I want to experience so many things What I've left undone for so long Who am I to say I've loved myself over the years How do I fix my world now? Why do I watch time pass and I do nothing When I feel this overwhelming sense of urgency Where I must do things quickly What is my purpose here on this soil Who am I suppose to be How come I can't figure it out? Why am I plagued with these thoughts When I should be calm and cool Where will I find myself in the future What will I be in the years to come Who will love me forever tomorrow How will I fix my world then? Why are these words written here When I should be screaming them What would I say if I had the chance Who will listen to me if I cry out How come it's so complicated? __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 Last edited by Amnesia620; 11-23-2005 at 04:43 PM.. Reason: title

10-24-2005, 09:00 PM	#17 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Here I lay on this bed of Reality You refuse me in my flesh You've turned from me and my scars Become more prominent now Here I am naked in this world Vulnerable and open only to you You find nothing appealing in me Except for my tears. Why is my sorrow so lovely Upon my repulsive face Left by you to dry and scar Such a virgin soul I once had Is beauty nothing any longer Everlasting only in my dreams Am I forever without happiness To suffer a life such as this? __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

10-24-2005, 09:11 PM	#18 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Do you hear my silent screams from the inside of my outer shell? Do you know the ending to the beginning of the darkness in daylight? Will Yesterday be the same as Tomorrow in our futuristic past? Who will be the triumphant winning loser in this warless fight? How many years will become seconds and move in sluggish quickness? Who will be here to ask the silent questions when I'm done living in death? __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

12-29-2005, 02:11 AM	#19 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	More to come soon, my friends...I've been working my little butt off and I have no internet at this time...but when I get online I will be posting like mad...just wait and see... __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

12-30-2005, 04:58 AM	#20 (permalink)
tecoyah Illusionary	and so....we wait __________________ Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha

01-12-2006, 04:17 AM	#21 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Hello Tecoyah...I returned for a moment...I'm sorry it's not for longer, however, I'm without internet at home right now...hopefully, that will change soon...until then, here are a few I wrote a while back, the originals I borrowed from my best guy friend, Sean, whom I once wrote them for...enjoy... __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

01-12-2006, 04:26 AM	#22 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Cheshire Cat Dedicated To: Sean Powell Written: 01.16.01 DARK AS NIGHT WAS THE CLUB WHEN I FIRST MET YOU THAT NIGHT I DIDN’T NEED ANY MATCHES OR CANDLES FOR I KNEW THAT YOUR SMILE WAS MY LIGHT. YOU INTRODUCED YOURSELF AND SAID THE SWEETEST HELLO I SMILED BACK AND PRAYED THAT MY KNEES WOULDN’T TURN TO JELL-O. THE FIRST TIME WE KISSED WAS SO NATURAL BOTH YOU AND I ARGUE ABOUT WHO KISSED WHO I THINK CUPID WAS STANDING OVER US BECAUSE I FELT LIKE I KNEW JUST WHAT TO DO. I NOW STAND BY YOU AS THE WOMAN IN YOUR LIFE AND MY LIFE FEELS LIKE IT’S FINALLY COMING TOGETHER WE HAVE A LOT IN COMMON IN OUR PAST AND NOW LIKE TWO BIRDS OF THE SAME FEATHER. I BLUSH NOW AS I WRITE THIS AND HOPE MY WORDS ARE NOT SAID IN VAIN FOR YOU’RE A PART OF MY HAPPINESS THERE IS NO MORE TO LOSE BUT LOTS TO GAIN. SO I SAY THIS TO YOU NOW NOT TO MAKE THINGS RUSHED BUT JUST TO LET YOU KNOW YOUR HEART WILL NOT BE CRUSHED. WE HAVE BOTH HEARD THE PROMISES THE ONES THAT TURNED OUT TO BE A LIE I MAKE NO PROMISES TO YOU I CAN ONLY SAY I WILL TRY. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

01-12-2006, 04:33 AM	#23 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	The Curious Conversation. In the story of Alice In Wonderland, Alice and the Cheshire Cat have a conversation, this poem is based upon that. Dedicated To: Sean Powell Written: 01.19.01 DEAR CHESHIRE PUSS, SAID ALICE TO HIM ONE DAY, THINKING TO HERSELF, WHAT CHANCE MEETING HIM ON THE WAY. WHERE SHOULD I GO FROM HERE? DEPENDS ON WHERE YOU WANT TO GET TO, SAID THE CAT, I DON’T MUCH CARE WHERE, SO LONG AS I GET SOMEWHERE, SHE SAID AS CHESHIRE SMILED AT HER, WHILE ON THE BRANCH HE SAT. THEN IT DOESN’T MATTER WHICH WAY YOU GO, SAID THE CHESHIRE CAT, YOU’LL BE SURE TO GET THERE IF YOU WALK LONG ENOUGH, THAT WAY IS THE HATTER AND THIS WAY IS THE HARE, BUT BOTH OF THEM ARE MAD WHETHER OR NOT YOU GO THERE. I DON’T WANT TO GO AMONG MAD PEOPLE, CAN’T HELP THAT, WE’RE ALL MAD HERE, HOW DO YOU KNOW I AM MAD? YOU MUST BE OR YOU WOULDN’T HAVE COME HERE. HOW DO YOU KNOW YOU ARE MAD? TO BEGIN WITH, SAID THE CAT, A DOG IS NOT MAD, RIGHT? I SUPPOSE YOU CAN GRANT THAT. A DOG GROWLS WHEN IT’S ANGRY, AND WAGS ITS TAIL WHEN IT’S NOT I DO JUST THE OPPOSITE, SAID THE CAT, SITTING ON THE BRANCH IN THE VERY SAME SPOT. PURRING OR GROWLING, CALL IT WHAT YOU LIKE, ASKED THE CHESHIRE, DO YOU PLAY CROQUET? I SHOULD LIKE TO BUT HAVEN’T BEEN INVITED YET, WELL, YOU WILL SEE ME THERE, WITH THE QUEEN TODAY. WITH THIS STATEMENT THE CHESHIRE VANISHED, WITH NOT MUCH SURPRISE BUT LOOKING WHERE IT HAD JUST BEEN, ALICE WAS GETTING USED TO QUEER THINGS HAPPENING, WHEN THE CHESHIRE CAT REAPPEARED, AGAIN. WHAT BECAME OF THE BABY? ASKED THE CAT, REAPPEARING AS CALMLY AS IF IN A NATURAL WAY I’D NEARLY FORGOTTEN TO ASK IT TURNED INTO A PIG WAS ALL ALICE COULD SAY. AS IF NATURAL AND NORMAL THE CAT VANISHED WITHOUT A CARE ANSWERING, I THOUGHT IT WOULD WITH NO MORE THOUGHTS TO SHARE. ALICE WAITED AND THEN BEGAN TO WALK, LOOKING ABOUT HER NEITHER THE CHESHIRE NOR ANY CAT COULD SHE SEE THEN AS SHE TALKED TO HERSELF ON HER WAY TO THE HARE SHE LOOKED UP AND AGAIN WAS THE SAME CAT SITTING IN ANOTHER TREE. DID YOU SAY PIG OR FIG? I SAID PIG REPLIED ALICE, AND STOP YOUR TRICK OF APPEARING AND VANISHING YOU MAKE ONE QUITE SICK. ALRIGHT, SAID THE CAT, VANISHING SLOWLY, AND ENDING WITH A GRIN, THE SMILE REMAINED THERE FOR SOME TIME, THE END OF THE TAIL WAS WHERE IT HAD DECIDED TO BEGIN. I’VE OFTEN SEEN A CAT WITHOUT A GRIN, THOUGHT ALICE, BUT A GRIN WITHOUT A CAT, IT’S THE MOST CURIOUS THING I’VE SEEN IN MY LIFE, FOR I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD SEE A CHESHIRE CAT LIKE THAT! __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 Last edited by Amnesia620; 08-11-2006 at 02:10 AM..

01-12-2006, 04:36 AM	#24 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Just Say When Dedicated To: Sean Powell Written: 07.01.2001 WHEN I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES AND I SEE YOU SMILE IT MAKES ALL MY TROUBLES SEEM VERY WORTHWHILE WHEN I HEAR YOUR LAUGHTER YOU TAKE AWAY MY FEARS YOU PUT MORE LOVE IN MY HEART WHEN YOU WIPE AWAY MY TEARS WHEN WE MAKE LOVE YOU DIMINISH MY STRESS YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO BEAUTIFUL WITH EACH LOVING CARESS WHEN YOU GENTLY KISS MY LIPS OR LOOK AT ME IN A SPECIAL WAY YOU MAKE MY HEART FILL WITH HOPE ANTICIPATING ANOTHER WONDERFUL DAY __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

01-12-2006, 04:47 AM	#25 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Gently did they lay your arms across your chest Since today we're here to lay you to rest Here we are to say our final good-bye No one's eyes have been able to remain dry. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

01-16-2006, 06:46 AM	#26 (permalink)
amonkie Drifting Administrator Location: Windy City	I love your last one ... it always amazes me how sometimes less words is so much more ... __________________ Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna

01-29-2006, 04:27 PM	#27 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Rise above the ground where you lay, the clock has chimed the end of your stay, begin a new journey, begin a new day. Step away from the form you once were, a better place is your destination for sure, no more to sacrifice, no more to endure. Those left behind know the strength of your will, they way you were in life before you became ill, never to be alone long, never to be forgotten still. Do not look back at the tears that are shed for you, those tears will dry and their understanding anew, life teaches us until the end, life is for them to continue. Your end has come for that part of your journey on earth, It is now time for you to embrace your arrival of your rebirth, into a new form of existence, into a new form of mirth. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

01-29-2006, 04:34 PM	#28 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Recently, last month, we took in two new ferrets. I (re)named them Enigma (male, dark-eyed white ferret) and Harlequinn (female, light brown sable ferret). On January 13th, we lost Enigma; and three nights ago, we lost Harlequinn. The above poem is in dedication to them. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

02-03-2006, 02:02 AM	#29 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	I sit here and wonder about you as I feel the soft wind blow I don't understand why you didn't want to let anyone know You should've known we all cared even if we didn't say so What was so terrible in this world that made you want to go? I never saw the monster you thought you had surely come to be how many times did I remind you that you could always talk to me and why did your sadness overshadow the truth so you didn't see was your soul so restless you felt you should set it completely free? Didn't you take the time to try and look at what hadn't been shown your actions would be so selfish and they'd cut us all to the bone we cared enough and we could've helped you if only we had known did we fail you in such a way to deserve a lifetime at your headstone? Now I sit right next to your gravestone today just letting these tears fall trying to see such sorrow so enormous that it caused you to feel so small puzzled as to what beckoned you to leave us quickly just to answer its call why is it that the thought of you that's left behind must be painful for us all? I stand up from the grass in anger now and face the wind in disgust I shout into it at the top of my lungs, "Who was it that you couldn't trust?!" Then I realize at that moment that you couldn't bear a world so unjust you've left us now to mourn you as time turns your empty shell into dust. Within my heart I bury the pain as deep as I had buried you the other day And within these feelings of pain and sorrow I'm without more words to say For though you're gone now my life hasn't stopped so therefore I will not stay Did it ever occur to you that you would leave an emotional debt for all of us to pay? __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

02-03-2006, 02:34 AM	#30 (permalink)
tecoyah Illusionary	Holy Shit Amnesia.............that is beautiful, so much so it actually hurts. Be at peace, if you can. __________________ Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha

05-30-2006, 03:33 PM	#31 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Thank you, Tecoyah...I guess I should check back here a bit more often, eh? Considering you commented on that back in February...Shows you how well I've been paying attention. LOL. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

08-11-2006, 02:18 AM	#32 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	One thing I find absolutely amazing is my work. Not to sound narcissistic or egotistical, in any way, but I'm merely in awe of the work I've done and forgotten about, since I don't have a lot of it on paper, now. The last poem I wrote, just a few comments above this, is my true work - and DAMN! It's good! I'd forgotten about it over the last 6 months, and in taking the time to reread it, I amaze myself at my own work. I will never say ALL of my work is that good - because I know that a lot of it is not - but you would think I could remember the good shit at least? Hope yall are enjoying them as much as I am. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

08-14-2006, 05:43 AM	#33 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Emerald leaves glisten with a silverish dew golden rays glowing with an orangish hue and though this is Summer's cue I can't help but fondly think of Spring, too. Emerald leaves fade into red and golden brown, some never fade - they just float to the ground, Autumn's surely already here to stay, I can't help but wish Summer wouldn't leave us today. And soon the leaves will float off from each tree, and the frosty chill that is Winter will come to be, greeting us each morning with it's icy kiss, I can't help but think that Spring is true bliss. Flowers blossom and grass blades break through, the soil is rich and moist with once silverish dew, these are just the hints of Spring, albeit small, I can't help but wish to answer Summer's call. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 Last edited by Amnesia620; 08-14-2006 at 08:11 AM..

08-20-2006, 02:32 AM	#34 (permalink)
Amnesia620 Forget me not... Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.	Working on some new stuff as we speak.. I'm also hoping to get it all together in a book for my collection for publishing. I will let you know how that goes. __________________ For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620