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"Poetry is the essence of grace instilled in words to consummate the culmination of sublimity, through the personification of passion" - Luciano Cosanavo

Friday 17 August 2012

You've Been On My Mind


You've been on my mind,
Each of my thoughts whispers your name
Now I only have claim,
Over memories of your smile,
I yearn to once again touch your face
To play in your presence's grace,
Just for a while

Chasing fire flies,
Hoping their light will shine on me
Rescue me from the darkness your absence has thrown over me,
Without you I'm a window without a pane
I would do anything, just to hold you in my arms again,
Just for a while

I still cry for you,
My tears echo the beats of a lonely heart
Once enchanted by love, now torn apart
I still have your pictures in the frame,
Staring at memories wishing things were the same,
Just for a while

It has been 7  months since the day you left
Still everyday I wish I could tell you how much,
You've been on my mind.


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Sunday 20 May 2012

When I look Into Your Eyes



When I look into your eyes I see an imprint
An imprint of lifes heavy hand imparing your vision
When I look into your eyes I see a smile
A smile enslaved by melancholy
Screaming to be free from the agony
When I look into your eyes I see a flower
A flower trapped in shade's net,
Yearning for sunlight like a drowning man gasping for breath

When I look into your eyes I see a mirror
A mirror reflecting the ramification of pain and hardship
That your life has been adorned with
When I look into your eyes I see hope
I see hope smothered by a blanket of depression,
Yet endeavouring to peer through its linen
When I look into your eyes I see a bird traped in cages of inhibition
Incapable of experincing the exstacy of the wind, Its undecided decisions

When I look into your eyes I see smoke
Smoke flurring from your inate flame of greatness that burns unperceived
Like a tree ingnorant of its leaves
In your eyes I see a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted by vanity
Incapable of resisting, it pulls you down like gravity
In your eyes I see scars stored
The scars garnered from the falls you've endured

When I look into your eyes I see a soldier marching on a slim diet
With feet that are heavy but with steps that are quiet
In your eyes I see with clarity,
rumors of happiness that you prevent from entering the ears of reality
When I look into your eyes I see a child crying and each
Droplet of tears is a poem of sadness expressing the unexpressed
Emotions that hardened your heart, but in reality mainly due to pride
The heart is still hardened because that child never cried

When I look into your eyes I see precipitation, then I realize fast
Its just a reflection of the clouds in your skys telling stories of the past 
When I look into your eyes I'm surprise by what I see
for I realize im infront of a mirror, so I'm seeing....

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Thursday 17 May 2012

Passion


Your smile faded
Your face became one filled with seriousness
Your hand touched my skin with unendurable tenderness
Your eyes flicked with heat,
With passion, love everything except sadness
You held me, I was silently captured
By the fire that burnt with intensity and for once
I felt that completeness
Still weakened I fought a battle
Not knowing the out come
But knowing I no longer wanted to be a prisoner of
Loneliness, so I held on to your touches and I was
Driven to sweet unconsciousness
And when i was awaken
I was held close by your manliness

By Stacey-Ann Kelly


Sunday 13 May 2012

Dont Quit



When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit

Life's Mirror

There are loyal hearts, there are spirits brave,
There are souls that are pure and true;
Then give to the world the best that you have,
And the best will come back to you.

Give love, and love to your life will flow,
A strength in your utmost need;
Have faith, and a score of hearts will show
Their faith in your work and deed.

Give truth, and your gift will be paid in kind,
And honor will honor meet;
And the smile which is sweet will surely find
A smile that is just as sweet.

Give sorrow and pity to those who mourn;
You will gather in flowers again
The scattered seeds from your thought outborne
Though the sowing seemed but vain.

For life is the mirror of king and slave,
'Tis just what we are and do;
Then give to the world the best that you have
And the best will come back to you.
By Madeline S Bridges