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Who Are You?"Who Are You?"

Not everything in our lives
Will be handed to us on plates
I can tell you once we're alive
We have such undecided fates

There are those who like to strive
And always question themselves
Like the bees that buzz in hives
Honey doesn't make itself

Some of us are leaders
We grab bulls by their ropes
If you fall into this category
You will never lose your hope

But some hide and cower
Running from their fears
This prolongs the inevitable
When they break down after years

Others are just so lazy
They don't even want to try
They reside in rooms so hazy
They stare with bloodshot eyes

There are those who keep on tryin

Morning Light“Morning Light”

These hills that I’ve traversed
Within each and every verse
Have led me to believe
In all the things I see
And where I am right now
I could never imagine how
I have gotten myself to stand
On my own two feet again

I thought I could never dream
Or at least in what I mean
Or maybe this is fake
And these thoughts I can not shake
So sad and unaware
Bad thoughts are always there
Floating in my head
Taunting me instead

I don’t want to be naïve
And believe in what I see
But this thing called pressure
Is more than I can measure
Anxiety never disappears
Even though the ones I fear
Have finally gone away
I st

Lucky Penny"Lucky Penny"

One time when I was walking to the corner store
I found a penny in a puddle laying on the floor
Old Abe was looking especially lonely so
I picked him up and continued on the go

At that moment it never occurred to me
That what I was holding was a lucky penny!
And the reason to which how I know
Was that moment when I hit the elusive lotto

My jaw dropped; I was at a loss for words
To think a penny could bring luck was absurd
But i kid you not; when I walked out of that store
The skies were blue; the power restored

See, this town had been without electricity for weeks
And I too had gone on such a hunger streak
Crossin

Flower Power"Flower Power"

Speak to me, my little flower
Dancing in the breeze
With your frail and fragile stem
You are braver than the trees
Bend for me, my faithful flower
Bend yourself at your knees
With your keen and natural instincts
You will survive the looming bees

Spread your petals as wide as you can
As your pollen starts to blow
To the oceans and their sands
And as far as they can go
Pollinate the others
With your warm and loving scent
Never fear the storm that's near
For I will circumvent

Live for me, my precious flower
I'll cover you from snow
With my rugged, worn-down hands
I will help you grow
Cry for me, my wounded flo

Love Is Blind"Love Is Blind"

He was a world renown artist
He could play the violin
He could tell you any song
Before it would begin
He could speak many languages
So fluent off his tongue
He always kept his house clean
Before spring had even sprung
He traveled many countries
An intellectual he was
He would tinker with his watches
For reasons just because
He was a classy gentleman
So spiritual and divine
The only dilemma here
Was that he was blind
He had never seen the colors
Or the faces passing by
But you would never know this
Because he'd look you in the eye
And smile as wide as he could
A happy man he was
Still he hurt inside

Lost, Little Boy“Lost, Little Boy”

There exists a dazzling forest with glistening
Water flowing down the hill with listening
Ears as if to appear sound and protected
But I know the truth of which none have detected

These waterfalls are a collection of tears
That fall from the eyes over the years
And never dry out but always throughout
Sprinkle the flowers that strengthen and sprout

But this thick air has become too vague to see
Or to breathe or drive through these wounded trees
In which the bark in the dark without a doubt
Grows in arcs and sparks curiosity without
Any idea where to fathom or begin
To search for the missing child buried with

Playground"Playground"

Old sand lots and teeter tots
Throwing rocks in a hop skotch box
Chasing girls and acting cool
This was recess during school

Climbing up those giant slides
Looking down a mile high
Protecting yourself as you slid
From cruel kids who often hid

Swing sets were my favorite part
Flying where the ground departs
To see who jumped the farthest still
Boys would love to show off skill

Dribbling balls and ankle races
Throwing discs and running races
Playing cards and making noise
Girls talked about the cutest boys

Sharing snacks and soda pop
Proud to have a new lunch box
Playing tag and hide and seek
Scaring friends t

Noble Chivalry"Noble Chivalry"

I see her aesthetic reflection in every mirror
With the passing days the closer the attraction grows nearer
And yet with every word and every kindly letter
I always believe she deserves so much better
Why is there an attraction to the mess that is me?
Perhaps there are waters that run deeper than I can see
I resemble a fine-tuned piano without the keys
Or maybe a rusted violin without the strings
And while I always appear to be shredding at the seams
None of this matters in her mind apparently
I resemble a beautifully wrapped gift without the bow
Or perhaps a kiss between lovers without the mistletoe
And alth

Emo"Emo"

I'm a plane without wings
You wouldn't want to fly
I'm a bird who can't sing
An unlucky kind of guy
I'm a car without wheels
You wouldn't want to drive
I'm a drug that can't heal
Or keep you alive

I'm a boat that can't float
You wouldn't want to sail
I'm a ballot you can't vote
Because the names aren't unveiled
I'm a train without conductors
Soon to be derailed
I'm a story without structure
Such a boring tale

I'm a poem without form
You wouldn't want to read
I'm a bed without a dorm
Not comfy enough to sleep
I'm a ghost who can't scare
Lofting through the breeze
I'm fireworks without flare
That you wouldn't want

Dream Eater"Dream Eater"

Why can't I awake this time?
I keep watching someone die every night
I can't even tell if I am alive
Have I finally lost what's left of my mind?

I can feel something envelop me
Breaking my skin; I'm letting it free
But looking at my reflection this time
The face looking back isn't mine!

I find its getting harder to relate
I keep watching someone make the same mistakes
I feel like any moment I will break
Watching scenes that seem so fake

Like a broken record spinning in circles
I can't seem to get over these hurdles
But the scenes I'm watching; I'm not to blame
This really is a sadistic game

I'm trapped in a nev

Meaning In Tragedy"Meaning In Tragedy"

The bells are ringing by the old broken-down church
The crowd starts to assemble as the casket is in suspension
Nestled above the bells is a nest where hidden crows perch
The crows start to tremble for even they can feel the tension
The flicker of my cigar burns out as I throw it on the pavement
Walking into the church aside a crowd so depressed
My cigar rolls onto a stone slab of another soul's engravement
The crows have flown away for they have left their nest
And the body in the casket the priest has just blessed
And one by one the guests offer their best blessings
Into an eternal slumber this body will n

Hunchback"Hunchback"

So much that I've done wrong
Always believing it's bad to be me
That I'll never amount to anything
Despite what I've already achieved

So much I can't control
No matter what cards I'm dealt
If I'm a product of my environment
Then why do I blame myself?

So much negativity
Was throw in my direction
It's no wonder I frown
On my unworthy reflection

So what if I've made mistakes?
That only shows I'm imperfect
Show me one human who's divine
And I'll shake his hand with respect

Still when darkness falls
And I sit here in the cold
i know I could do so much better
I know I can be so much more

One day, I'll show them
Everyone who laugh

Hall Of Mirrors"Hall Of Mirrors"

I was once thrown into a hall of mirrors
Surrounding me on every side
I was forced to look deep into my soul
For I had not a place to hide

Every mirror reflected someone different
Some versions were fat or thin
Each version had different color eyes
But none revealed the person within

Some versions were short or tall
Some had me in a tie and suit
Some had me in a summertime shirt
But none revealed the person I knew

Every mirror showed different contrast
And different objects floating in space
Some reflections were lighter than others
But none helped reflect my own face

So finally down on hands and knees
I asked desperat

Start The Fire"Start The Fire"

Close your eyes
And know I'm with you tonight
Can you feel the fire burn and crackle?
Can you feel my hands grip and grapple?

Keep them closed
As the fire warms our toes
As the fireflies engross
Our two bodies as they glow

Do not open them yet
Do not stop or push reset
Can you feel our bodies start to sweat?
Do you remember when our lips first met?

Look up towards the night
Towards the stars in the sky
The ones that match the bright
Stars in your eyes

Take my hand now
And to you I solemnly vow
To make your night as bright
As those fireflies and their lights

Keep holding my hand
Because I know where you've been
As the a

Halloween Party"Halloween Party"

I'll never forget her scream; the most delicious noise to my ears
The events still seem clear; the ones from Halloween last year

It was the thirty first of October; I was at a feast
Sort of like a masquerade for summoning deceased

We traveled in the woods by an old cabin place
Away from our neighborhood where we would leave not a trace

It was always tradition to bring someone new
And since I was in charge; I chose the quietest girl from school

You know her kind; the very gullible one
Who will do anything to impress and have fun

That girl who is shy, but wants to break loose
She hides thoughts inside and is easily

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Blowtorch"Blowtorch"

Stabbed in the heart in tomorrow's disdain

This is what it feels like to feel the truest of pain

For not the physical because old wounds can recover

But the emotional scars are those that persistently hover

Dilemmas that eat at your heart and soul everyday

Problems we convince ourselves but never go away

Allow me to simulate one of many that I face

That has disgraced the space in which I lay waste

The bastard intruder who stole life from my hands

A wicked, gluttonous, wretched man

Cloaked in black and his mouth with foam

The Devil's creation he calls his very own

We were raised together under our family tree

And yet

Unchecked"Unchecked"

I have swam naked across the Arctic sea

I have withstood the stinging pain of a hundred bees

I looked at a deadly tornado directly in its eye

In fact I have survived death at least a dozen times

I beat up the lion who is king of the jungle

And dove into a snake pit ready to rumble

I have dodged the lightning, hail, and the rain

I once jumped directly through a hoop of vibrant flames

I have stolen the holy grail while dodging boulders

I once grazed an oncoming train with my shoulder

I have multiple times withstood sharp bullet wounds

In fact I once subdued bank robbers to their very doom

I wrestled a bear once down to

The Tale Of Todd McHale"The Tale of Todd McHale"

Behold the tale of Todd McHale and how he unwillingly died

In a life full of strife that would make any grown man wince and cry

Todd McHale went to Yale where he flourished and he soared

But soon that life grew pale and stale and he nourished for something more

He once tried his hand at a rodeo stand where the fools tore him apart

He nearly died stuck on the horse's band he used as a tool to lead him so far

Under the golden sun armed with a rifle he enlisted in the marines

Soon what sounded fun became a stifle after he broke both his knees

A twisted fate would lead him intertwined with many wives to carry

T

Redrawn"Redrawn"

It has been four whole years

Since I've lost the will to live

And why I'm still here I have no idea

But I have nothing left to give

I don't exactly know how

Or why I started thinking this way

But my words I proudly avow

Despite others who look away

I think it began when I started

Searching for answers to questions

And soon my mind departed

From all of the usual expressions

What you would call antagonistic

Are the answers I have found

But to me they are realistic

In fact just take a look around

Everyone has their issues

Of which there is no clear resolve

Some break down with tissues

While others let themselves abs

Stamping Ground"Stamping Ground"

Hidden within the ocean's dark abyss

Stands a lighthouse glowing in gloomy mist

Directing oncoming ships when to set sail

Under the aura of the stars and moon so pale

Nobody works at this lighthouse here however

It is decided by the sailors to make their own endeavors

This tower has been abandoned for as long as I can remember

Ever since the incidents three years ago this November

The light itself has lost its once radiant beam

Belittling its own shine until it lost self-esteem

And it seems the redemption of this light is out of reach

Like a preacher and a non believer he can never teach

The wind roars and blows

At The Bar"At The Bar"

I once met a man at a bar not to far

From where his car broke apart by the shoreline's scars

He offered a cigar and a drink and so I sat for awhile

In the aisle next to a man who was drunk and hostile

The jukebox behind us was playing a wonderful tune

While this man ordered another glass of sterling blue moon

With darkened eyes I was terrified at first glance

But the stance he was in made me give him a second chance

He looked worn down, tired, and with good reason

His wife divorced him of course for obvious treason

He told me stories of his past that I could relate

And the later it became the more drinks on our slate

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Stroke

by =BleedTheDream180, Oct 25, 2012, 1:00:19 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

"Stroke"

I feel so numb; so far away
What happened to my arms and legs?
I can't hear noise; did I speak?
Why are muscles growing weak?

I'm losing balance; I've fallen down
The room is spinning round and round
Like tracing lines that have no end
I've tried but fallen down again

No one can hear me on the floor
Screaming into rooms next door
Hearing voices inside of me
They scream for help so silently

I blacked out but couldn't tell
Where's my heart or body cells
Waking up near cold white beds
Tears from eyes soon start to shed

What just happened?; I wonder why
Why people soon did cry
I think my mother finally spoke
"Oh Dear God he had a stroke."

My body stuck with cords and metal
Caused my blood to sit and settle
But did I know that to this day
My life would never be the same?

I still think back and wonder how
I hurt myself by shutting down
And can't help wonder if I'm to blame
But now I wish for things to change

I can't do the things I wish I can
I can't accept myself for who I am
And ever since the age of ten
Life would never be the same again

But to this day I still consider
Reasons why to not be bitter
For if that blood clot had reached my head
I would have been as good as dead

Strokeby =BleedTheDream180

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Another poem I wrote

Critique by ~crystelclear1104 Oct 26, 2012, 8:02:26 AM

_{Vision:
The themes of this poem are expressed clearly and beautifully. The directness of this poem is what makes it something to remember, something that I would share with my family at the dinner table as food for thought.

Originality:
I rarely give people five stars for originality, but I must say that this is a deserving exception to the rule. When judging originality, I try to think about how commonly the theme is used. While medical problems are definitely well known to literature, I have never read a poem that speaks of a particular condition. Well done.

Technique:
Flowed as smoothly as butter, and beautifully so. The rhymes don't seem forced at all.

Impact:
That last line is beautiful and ties up the whole poem wonderfully. Once again, you have not failed to deliver a poem to remember.

Other Comments:
Thank you for writing this poem. My grandmother died of stroke and I can imagne how she felt now.}

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Critique by ~Ssu-Chan Oct 25, 2012, 6:19:46 PM

I loved the poem. It was so powerful, and it was as if you were the person himself. The feelings you put into it were very strong, and not fake. Everything was real. I really think that you are an awesome writer, and that you'll go far with it. And about the stroke, I'm impressed that you're still living and going through with it after it happened. These days, people wouldn't care about their lives anymore.
Great work. And keep it up. Like I said before, you'll go far, and I really believe that you can make a difference in people's lives. I couldn't imagine having a stroke, and how I'd feel if it happened. Great work! It was beautiful.

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~crystelclear1104 Nov 12, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Featured here.

=BleedTheDream180 Nov 12, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

checking....

~yellowwindow6 Nov 6, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

silly me :l
i remember that i never believe in strokes until i saw it on TV in a decomentery movie

it's really sad i feel sorry for anyone who have them.

~KikuMizu Oct 28, 2012

I might use this on my dad. With his weight and the family history of heart problems, this might get him.

=BleedTheDream180 Oct 28, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

well i can say its no fun having one >.<

~KikuMizu Oct 29, 2012

I have a heart murmur. Technically, I will be watched medically for the entirety of my life so I'm right there with the being healthy part so it doesn't get worse. To have stroke on top of that, I don't even want to think about it. Since I know the heart stuff came from my father's side, it makes me all them ore concerned, though he's still doing well while approaching fifty, he does have the "Tums" problem.

=BleedTheDream180 Oct 29, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

mhmm i have a heart condition too so i know what its like to have to be watched medically for my life , even though i rarely go to the doctor

~KikuMizu Oct 29, 2012

We covered cardiovascular disease in one of my classes today and when it came to the stuff about those born with a problem, the teacher said that even with surgery, the patients will not only be monitored for life but will almost always be monitored by a pediatrician. I thought about it and it explains the last time I had an ECHO rather well, hahaha. "Every four years or when you get pregnant, whichever happens first." Probably the most common thing to be said to me in a hospital for the rest of my life.
What do you have, if you don't mind me asking?

=BleedTheDream180 Oct 29, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

ill note you

~smallmollz18 Oct 28, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

This is fantastic. I've known a few people who've had strokes and it was clear you'd had personal experience of it. I thought the ending was particularly good, I could really relate to that feeling- you should be grateful because it could have been worse, but that doesn't stop you resenting the fact that it should never have happened at all. That's the way I feel, at least.

Great writing

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