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A Night to Remember„I died three times and each time Hell was full so I had to come back to haunt you more... Always!”

That could’ve been a night to remember,
It should’ve been more than just regret.
The infinite was reflected upon last December,
Seeing me trying to forget…

I was on a plane which crashed raining tears…
It carried the pain I had borne for such a long time...
No one managed to wash away my fears.
And I sigh and mourn those memories of mine.

I chortle in the silence like it once played dances of false.
There are still traces of a powerful bond that my conscience
will never let go of. Never!  I am bound to t
BlackbirdA black winged bird sat atop a roof,
Nonchalantly humming its caws and coos.
For there on the street – down yonder it peered,
At the coming of jeers; the walking of fear.

It saluted its foe and hopped to and fro,
Unaware that behind the mask was a heart of gold.
But the blood stained cheeks and pale white hands
Reached out for the bird, thus it succumbed to their demands.

Feathers flew in the wind from the night time air,
A whirlwind of darkness – only the night could compare;
The bird found a place where it could perch and respite,
On the shoulder of a corpse – oh, what a delight!

A chuckle from a mouth that the he
The Guardian is DeadTime unfolds, life moves on
from trading secrets to
empty spaces under mistletoe

It's that time of the year
when solitude lingers
where happiness once lay

When a six foot tree turns
into a pathetic branch
with a lonely star on top

Where presents once lay
bottles of whiskey have replaced
and Christmas carols are slurred

There was never an angel
as I was your light
or so you once said

There was never an angel
as you were my guardian
but that guardian is now dead
Werewolves, vampires, and ghosts
Werewolves, vampires, and ghosts, oh my!
And here I was sure they were friends.
Bela, one night, for my neck did try,
till his cape got caught on the fence!

Werewolves, vampires, and ghosts, good gawd!
Am I dreaming or is it all true?
When Lon grew a beard I found it quite odd,
was it real or he used super glue?

Werewolves, vampires, and ghosts, good lord!
Am I in Transylvania or what?
Casper came callin' one night, I was bored,
and then green-slimed me right 'cross the gut!

Werewolves, vampires, and ghosts, oh please!
I say enough is enough is enough!
I wish to gawd these wackos would cease,
before I grow fangs, turn into a wolf!

Werewol
There's No ForeverYou have been rejected so many times
But you keep getting back up
Because you think
There’s someone out there for you
I honestly don’t know why you try so hard
For it’s just going to make it that much worse

So why do you say love’s forever
Because as long as I am here
I will say that there’s no forever
So there’s no reason to get so excited
Because when you think that you
Have nothing to lose
You really have nothing to gain

I can only see the misery getting worse
But you refuse to let me help you
Because you think that my words are untrue
So all I can do is sit back and watch
While you continue to get m
Yours, my love
You are the light that still shines on me
FOr you I will pine eternally
YoU were the one who did set me free
YouR love will always my comfort be
RoseS smell sweetest, my fragrant plea

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SouL unto soul and heart unto heart
FoOlish is one who would tear this apart
EVery love has hardhips right from the start
Eternity's for those who choose ne'er to part  
SparkA gaze is all it takes.
And the one-sided spark flickers ablaze.
Thoughts crowd your mind, whispering ill fates.
Ignoring everyone, you stare, amazed.

Your heart beats faster with every step.
She seems familiar, though you've never met.

A gentle hand taps her on the arm.
She turns to you with a curious alarm.

An awkward moment passes, with silence flying by.
You gather up courage and simply say "Hi."

Another spark, it creates a whole flame.
Dancing like liquid, it burns all the same.
The Girl Next Door"The Girl Next Door"

There's this girl I know who lives next door

Maybe seventeen if not eighteen years old

And everyday I see her pray for change

Staring out her window with nothing new to say

She's perfect some suggest in every way

Beautiful looks, kind heart, excellent grades

But everyday she still prays for change

Because every night is always the same

She sits on her bed and plays guitar

While her parents for hours lecture her

She took a job after school to help pass days

But even that can't alleviate inborn pain

But what she was mad at, I couldn't tell

Often from my window I'd see her yell

Yet this perfect prom queen rule
Musing over the MoonI don't think that the moon
wanted to be
the moon
imagine a hot rock
released to its own path
by a collision
explosion
or monumental
fission fusion of creation
taking pace
among the stars
free
only soon
a sun with planets
slowly pulls 
cajoles
this liberated
piece of travel-rounded
mass
into a steady orbit
of obligations
light the night
guide the ships
pull the tides
make us wonder
let the wolves howl
night after night
repetitive
circling
wondering
about its freedom
If OnlyIf only our lives
could be like the hills;
Rolling on forever
with peace and simple beauty.

If only our hearts
could be like the stars;
twinkling and shining
as a beacon to all.

If only our minds
could be like a lily;
sweet and pure white
among a rainbow of colors.

If only our hands
could be like a blank paper;
washed of the blood
from all the sins we've committed.
GrayCan you write your way out of this?
Seal the dark days away with a kiss
Let the frustration go in a sigh and a hiss

Can you start a new day?
One where shame can decay
And you can still love the gray

Will you write your way out of this?
Hold on to the ageless
When reality is airless

Will you start a new day?
Dismiss the dismay without delay
Believe in the gray and step through the doorway

Let the words be your guide
To release the regret inside
SilenceThey say speaking is silver and silence is gold,
In some cases it might be true.
But there is also a truth that goes untold,
Even if it might be quite blue.

Silence is sometimes bad,
Not always so don't get upset.
Some things that are evil can make us go mad,
Some things that are even a threat.

Even if your enemies will make your blood boil,
The silence of your friends will be what hurts you more.
Words might hurt us, but silence can torment us.
White Boy"White Boy"

One thing I know for certain
Is that I'll never know what it's like
To exist in the United States Of America
In any form other than white

I'll never know how it feels
To be African, Spanish, or Asian
Because all I ever knew
Was how to be Caucasian

I'll never know the struggle
To be forced to maintain bravery
What it's like to be oppressed
What it's like to deal with slavery

Further if I may add
I never had to endure
The rights women and gays fought for
Before we found a cure

I'll never know the feeling
Of having rights taken away
Just because of my skin
Or just because I'm gay

Its this very recognition
That C
Gaslight GhostsThe muck of many paupers cakes
This sewer-street and the clotted sun
Barely warms the corpse cold cityscape.
An old beggar paws and rakes
The river mud for trinkets and and he scrapes
A pallid living from this. A gun
Sounds in the slum and is ignored.
The river runs like old blood
And the timber frames of houses are bored
By vermin and undermine. The good
Are swallowed by the slums and turn foul.
The man at the hanging rope wears
A death-cowl over his sullen, haunted eyes
And the slum sleeps on as one of it's children dies.
The Bloodeyed PreacherHark! The bloodeyed, blood haired preacher
Stumbles in his long, melancholic coat
And screams his gospel to the feature
Blank faces of the sullen crowd. A boat
Sways in the harbour and the seagulls
Ring out a mocking laugh at him.
He goes on and on and culls
His friends with his chattering and grin-
Manic zeal. He lives, sleeps, eats alone
And only has the dead saints to comfort him.
He waltzes like a drunk along a quay
And his dog eared look of sad joy
Is eased as he falls asleep beneath a tree
Alone, now and forever, since a boy
And living on the streets, God and whiskey
By his side.
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"You can't stop me." Envy said, scowling at the ground.

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SecretI have the best boyfriend

Every day he
tells me he loves me
and how beautiful I am.

Every day
he makes me laugh
and makes sure I'm happy.

There could not be
a more perfect person.

He gives me gifts
and is always there
to listen and to talk to.

The only thing is
that while he is great

I don't love him anymore.
I love another man, who I've been secretly seeing,
for almost six months now.

Shh don't tell anyone though...
It's a secret.
Beauty and the BeastLong ago lived a callous prince
who cared for no one but himself.
One day an old woman asked for shelter,
and the prince slammed the door in her face.

Suddenly the woman revealed
that she was really a beautiful witch.
She put a curse on the prince
they he his outside would reflect his inside.

Until you find someone to love
and to be loved in return
you will remain a beast
for the rest of your days.

I was seventeen when my father
set out to find his fortune.

When he returned
He told me of his travels.

He said that he made a grave mistake
and that I would have to go and live with a beast

I complied,
Because it was for my pap

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Wake up love

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Hush now,
I'm sorry the dream must end.

It's time to wake up
and face the world.

Reality is harsh,
the people are cold,
that's how it is
and you must wake up.

For you have been asleep long enough.

Time to wake love,
and be with your people
they wait for you
and have never given up.
You can't let them down.

The alarm's going off,
and reality is waiting.

You are only human
and cannot do much
but everyone is important
and life is waiting just for you.

Can you hear their cries?
And the bellows of pain?
You can stop them
but only if you wake up.

It's time to wake up love,
and face the world.
They cry for your return
and you can't let them down.

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I swear if any of you guys ever become my real life friends you better wake me up by reading this poem with an English accent. Seriously.

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©2012-2013 =Oilux
Category: Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

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~Ducklee6 Oct 27, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
This...is...AWESOME!
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=Oilux Oct 27, 2012  Student Writer
Thank you!
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~Aifos96 Oct 26, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Yes sir!
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=Oilux Oct 29, 2012  Student Writer
Good! Can't have you sleeping in past noon. :salute:
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~Aifos96 Oct 30, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Of course not, sir! :salute:
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~Neko-Chan199 Oct 26, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Nice!^^
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=Oilux Oct 29, 2012  Student Writer
Thank you!
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~Neko-Chan199 Oct 30, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
No prob!:D
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~ashxnobody Oct 25, 2012
Sounds like the beginning of something big. I like it. :)
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=Oilux Oct 29, 2012  Student Writer
Thank you so much!
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