OPEN MIC ENCORE II
the evolution of liveliness
A lonesome egg, in the park, blooms.
Its golden blaze lights up the clear sky.
An owl, in its dream, awakens,
Howling quietly in anger.
The stars begin to shimmer,
The moon starts to peek from behind her lavender veil,
Glaring upon the auburn ground
Where ants and crickets meander and whisper.
Each musical note of these insects echoes through the night,
Luring the fireflies to come out and begging the mosquitoes to glide.
Soon, the sad, silent night is filled with much joy.
my stomach milk hurts
but love the sweet taste of milk
must bear the burden
I waste my life away
I waste my life away,
In the color of your eyes,
I long for you touch,
Each and every day,
I waste my life away,
Thinking that we'll never be,
Remembering the day,
You said you never loved me,
I cried so many tears,
Over only you,
I waste my life away,
Dreaming of someone like you,
That i can call my own,
Though that will never be,
I take my life away,
Over only you,
Its not your fault,
And it never will be,
For i took my life,
To be an angel,
So i can be with,
Don't be sad,
For i'm not far away,
I'll always be by your side,
Night and day..
Spin That Lie
Spinning through the black hole
I was swallowed up within his soul
The dark side of him captured my lies
I forgot that I was lying
I was spinning ever so fast
Time did not matter as the lie took hold
I was hoping for a barricade
Nothing stopped me from the spin of the lie
Then I began to doubt and emerge as me
I spun backwards to touch his soul
He spun ever more quickly
I defied gravity and popped out ot the
Black hole to meet the universe again
No more spinning into black holes for me
I no longer want a collapsing star
I want to be that twinkle in your eye
The Way I Feel....
i hate this world
i hate this place
most of all i hate the human race
with all its lies
and all its deceptions
how else do we get everyone's attention
i hate how i'm feeling deep down inside
feeling of sadness and also aggression
as your readin this now your prob thinking
where the heck did you get this hidden depression
its been awhile since i let it all out
i'm writing all this in a frantic shout
please listen closely as i tell you how i feel
please pinch me now to see if this is real....
By: Shila Saidian
I had a dream.... A dream of a black horse
i would follow its footsteps
i would run barefoot slowly oh so slowly
i would run, oh so carefree with my eyes closed
in a nightly blind tale...
I had a dream in the color of gray
where I was flying in the silky city
like the fairy tale in a strange place
i would run oh so poetically
i was the sleepy head
my eyes blinded from lullaby
where once again I was searching to find my dream destiny
my eyes sleepy oh so sleepy
my heart awake oh so a wake
the stars sparkled on my black hair
i saw my vision in the mirror of he's crying eyes
in the nights of solitude where there seemed to be no ending
i would follow its footprints
i had a dream… Calling him my black horse
where my only response were the echo of my voice
my eyes blurry oh so blurry
my heart awake oh so awake
i had a dream…once again I will dream
Blood of a Vampire
I am forbidden from your hearts time
to be with you forever un-like mine
The blood I shed is not like yours
Its mixed and played with but yours is still pure
I'd cherish to be in your time now
Resting and forgetting the sins I have frown.
I know your heart, in pleasure and hate
I can not leave, this is my land, my fate.
My father is here, forever he shall, to mourn upon my fading gown.
I lay to rest, i need to feed.
I give up, i surrender, i have to leave.
I need to be with you, in your hearts time
this is the blood, the blood of mine.
I always wanted to know why people hurt each other when they love
See life is like a puzzle,
It has so many pieces that has to be put together to make things complete.
Life is a learning process,
that has a lot of different obstacles you have to tackle.
The road you take rather it maybe wrong or right is the choice you make for
People never really take life serious, see we just live in it
rather than try to understand what it's all about.
One day when you let luck run out then you will appreciate all the goodness
life has to offer.
the eye opener
happy I am in my thoughts holding life by it's bitter eye opening hand
together you I and the rest of the world shall all live for one vital loving
cause to hold tight to the world is something that I know we all must do but
to have half our world gone it makes it hard to see what we all could be if
there is not enough respect left in the world for even you and me
(Dhanashree M Londhe)
I left behind all my dreams
And walked far away from here,
I wanted to forget all that was me,
And start over without any fear.
I thought I’d left my past behind,
And make n new clean day,
Where I was a stranger no one knew,
A new life I could but say.
But ghosts from the past never let go,
They turn up wherever you run,
Follow you around without a pause,
Evening, night, even under the sun.
There was no meaning running away,
I decided at last to myself
I’d stay right here and fight them off,
I’d fight alone without any help.
If I’d have fled from there that day,
And toured the whole world over,
They’d still hunt me down some time,
I’d have lost my soul forever.
Now when I look back there in time,
Down my spine a shiver does crawl,
This today that I live with so much glee,
Came so close to never being at all!
MY HEART'S DESIRE
Twisted have my dreams been, with squinted eyed delight, i fight the reality
that will never be, you and me, together for all eternity, what a nightmare
to want, but never to have, to love, but never to be loved, and sad is life,
should the knife, play upon my vainness, do you know the truth, do you see
my pain, question the deranged man before you, do you understand how i die
by gods swift hand, cruel and hopeless is this life in hell, the bells of
the dead always echo in my head, screaming for release, please free me so i
can fly like a bird on the wild winds of time, spellbound, i run from hells
hounds, stumbling through necropolice, trailing courses of laughter, stop
the madness, kill the sadness, i endure, i can not hide with my suicidal
pride, cupid morbis shot a flaming arrow into my heart, killing the art of
love forever and a day, i lay in the morgue, knocking on heavens doors, with
a burden of proof to be admitted, rejected, only to return to the land of
the living, givi!
ng false feeling, revealing the ultimate sin, suffering all over
again, for what a chance at love, the dove flys with faulse pride, as the
tears ive cried, glisten in the candle light, at night i weep, for the lost
love, i keep
All the loses we morn
the tears we cry
counting the days we want to die
every time we ask him why
why our lives turned out this way
and we wait for the day he answers
is it the day we die
the day we no longer can cry
the tears no longer drip from our dry eyes
when when we cant feel
our bodies become numb
life has no meaning
no more trust no more love
darkness is the light
fear is the way of life
the sadness and hurt is always there
and the misery never disappears
our happiness fades away
the pain is here to stay
"Castles in the Sand"
By David Lee Ward
Summers spent at the beach,
I learned my first strategic defeat!
Building Castles in the sand,
I learned the meaning of Command.
Warring with any and all,
Who dared oppose my wall,
Of sand and make believe soldiers,
Built to guard my fortress!
We would fight all day and into the night,
Never giving quarter no matter the plight,
The battle was paused when a truce was set,
A "Cease Fire" to enjoy my Mother's mess!
The days' battles always came to an end,
When ordered to cease fire, time to come in,
We planned and returned to battle the next day,
Never wavering till a victory was claimed!
The Corrupted Mother
By: MeLissa Charity Wilson
She looked at her son and spoke softly through her tears
He listened in love beyond his years
Forgive me she said for the way others have treated you because of my sin
From your father, your care-givers, family and my so called friends, it's
definitely my fault, when
I accepted the concept of passing on pain
The beliefs of my mentality where all in vain
Empowered by revenge and very little mercy to convey
I can offer you my apology but what good is it to say
When you still may still be silently suffering in my place
It's the reality of your terror that's changed my character, along with
God's unfathomable power and grace
I just praise God, in faith, that you are of a higher caliber than even me
Because I know that means that no ones actions will be able to change you or
make you see
The hatred that used to infest my nature
And has ruined my life beyond measure
Son, you're the only one who keeps me going
Your love has been my life raft, without you even knowing
As i walk out side and feel the spring breeze
as i slowly fall to my knees
i thank god i am free,
free from the torture
free from the pain,
free from the hurt
free from the sorrow,
and in gods steps i shall fallow, because of him i am still alive because of
him i didnt die
all i do is continue to hide,
hide the bruises hide the scars,
but the pain is more then i can bare holding it in...does ne one care?
tears falling down my face
thinking my life is just a disgrace
Y did he do this???? why me????
will this hurt every become free
i pray to god that it is over
that he cant hurt me anymore
that i am free from his wrath
i pray to god my life will last!!
The way, the truth and the life...
Daylight comes, daylight goes. People laugh or drown in woes. Wandering souls
think day by day, do I drink or do I pray?
What is the purpose of this life? I believe it is to follow christ.
Not just to arrive, work, marry and reproduce, but to have faith, have fun and
bring others to the truth.
Just take a look around, what do you see? A flower, an animal, a fruit bearing
tree. Who possibly could have created such perfect things as these?
I'll tell you, I know a wondrous God above who came to earth to save us and
bless us with his love.
You may be thinking in you mind 'How could this be?'
'My life is a disaster and I don't think God can see!'
Now how can we learn in life or be strong enough to cope, if things in life
turn out exactly how we hope?
To see the truth in life we not only have to read, we have to listen, pray and
most importantly believe.
You may think 'This is stupid, God doesn't answer prayer' But if you take a
look around, you may think that thats unfair.
Whenever my mum punished me, she called it 'tough love'that meant I'd learnt a
lesson from somthing bad that I'd done.
Now God loves us just the same as any person could, so he put us on this earth
to learn the lessons that we should.
He wants to get us ready for the world beyond this earth, so have faith, reach
out your hand and feel his breath of life.
We all wonder what happens when a loved one dies and leaves us, so lets all
believe, have faith and place our trust in Jesus.
The Devil's cry
The winds are upon us
and fate has changed her way
for the Devils love of blood my never be the same
The lustess for more blood
as the earth makes some bloody rain
The skies burn with a never ending fire
as the minions of hell have there feast of all feast.
"why, why " the devil cries
"Why must I die
with this never-ending thrust
There's blood ing my hurst"
While he cries and yells and rants on and on
Well look who shows up, the sun above dawn
But when he sees it,
He thinks it's power
The power to renew him
Not some flower power?
But When it looks into his eyes
He feels as if he is going to die
But something unexpected happens
Something you will never see
We dont know whether to live or die, not ever being able to try, never trying
to win, but always giving in, we feel so much pain, from a blood soaked rain,
trying to get our souls back, always trying to get on track, we are the one
with the lost souls, fragments of a burning coal, we are the ones who try to
find, our minds
DON'T BE JEALOUS OF ME
by DOREEN CASERTO
If it belongs to me, that includes you as owner.
There is no reason to steal.
Friendship is true love, something you just cant conceal.
I'd share eternity, with all guarantee.
Certainty is the way it will be.
Not a regret, a desired dream come true.
If you're in my life it belongs to you.
A sense of pure meaning never subsides.
Feelings of reality always decides.
My other half, the broken mold.
Spirits after we're a century old.
If I've loved you once it will always be,
Your heart will remain with me.
Something I'm not and pray never to be.
I know who I am, don't be jealous of me!
I miss it
I miss it most at times out of the blue Those times when there is no hand to
hold and I reach out into an unlit room Open my eyes and as they slowly adjust
to the darkness the dim shadows become motion pictures of all the thoughts
spinning in my head My chest becomes cold I can feel my heart beat Sinking out
of my back When it hurts That’s when I miss it most When my spinning
thoughts slow down I can see just for a moment In the dark I can feel her all
around me But she’s not there Just my wristwatch Hands glowing as they point
in circles Taking a deep breath I sigh and clench my eyelids shut Clamp my
teeth together until I fell my jaw muscles tighten This is when I miss it most
I am caught up right now when I am around her She doesn’t believe me When I
talk about her I smile I smell her and I miss her I know I am fooling myself
When I say these things I know I can’t have her Thinking I can’t have her
Trying to justify my actions that Speak louder than the stupid words Falling
from my mouth As the adolescence within Brought about because I long for it
Saddened because I wasted a chance once By making a bad choice Cries for
another chance to feel it again Not right now I mean I can but I don’t want
to Right now I want to hold her forever Instead I am looking at my hand in the
dark Reaching out with my other and pretending it is hers Just so I can sleep
This is when I miss it most
When I can’t sleep
line gaps empty, words picking their syllables
in louse palace set a table, doors waitress
night flows like an ink over day
day, falling like a femme over night
roses shaking of their soil, crying
moments are life auditor setting
clocks to death. my heart still beating
heartily, what is that under your coat
beside coincidence and hymns
hush! bury this world into your heart
my mind, my loss, cause an defect
never adjusted the clocks, sleep not fermented
blood distilled its red, drops disassociated
yesterday was the day before
today, after 'yes' they set
secrets betrayed themselves in a night
music listened to a casette player peeled
onion accused its odour, sniffed
Haliç regressed back in every stroke
inside a lair, designated the fate of a well
all other locks died of an attack awhile
human was the ugliest shape
and of least regret
bruised nature ruined and shocked.
like squadrons autonomous,
words never obeyed the command 'stop!'
mines blown up in their fieriest times
to hear my voice was an excuse to silence
life was a gap ought to be filled
a notch, unexcused stalagmite
a flow, rain was my soul
which is to be drained
alluvion, oblivions added
while drawing zigzags,
they were the legs
set for escaping
out of the self.
committed suicide a river
with a swordfish in a side
bleeding eyes were compass
ionate for an arid death
The sun is shinning,
I feel it's heat.
I see the light,
It burns my eyes.
I think of you,
And start to cry.
It's been so long,
Since you left.
Now that your gone,
I have nothing left.
All I feel is pain inside,
Which I coverup and try to hide.
My world is gone,
You won't be back.
I must move on,
But I'm trapped.
Trapped in a cave,
With no light or air.
Here I'll die,
But will you care?
Will you notice,
When I'm gone?
Will you cry,
Or just move on?
If you cry,
Then I won't leave.
But if you don't,
This is the end for me.
Please say you'll cry,
So I can stay.
And wake up tomorrow,
For one more day.
Against the Ropes
War infringes on humanity
Our rights, our freedoms, our sanity
War makes you loose all hope
It assaults, and throws you against the rope
The lethargic beast, so cunning
It's horrific hardly stunning
Your life sodden with grief
It's vileness hardly brief
The enemy at every corner
A shroud of your former
Distraught at your action
Desperate for reprimand
Desperate for a friend, a companion, a faction
Though none are on hand
Visions of horror, recounts of torture
Your conscious will avenge
Your punishment is to live with the stench
It's sour your breath whispering
Your oblivious to it's apathy
Oblivious to it's deathly howling
Of your fellow men
Their families weeping in agony
The aftermath distorts your vision
You look around in need of revision
The traces of your committed abuse, your ignominy
Once you stood so mighty in battle, now very tiny
The scars will become your family
unrelenting, never leaving
The stars will haunt your breathing
Your recluse against the ropes
Rest and Relinquish yourself against the Ropes
I walk alone in a world of hate.
No one understands what I feel,
No one can see the problems that face me.
Am I to walk alone in this dark corridor forever?
Am I to continue on this lonely path that has been laid before me?
Am I destined to be picked on and tormented for all eternity?
The answer is yes,
I can only hope for silence.
Jeremy Lum Siew Mun
Life’s path is neither a bed of roses,
Nor a meadow of thistle thorns;
It’s a mixture cocktail fruits
In honey, lime, gall and salt.
Everything has a season
With no rhyme nor reason,
In happiness you, you rejoice
Craving for more, you recoil
When sorrows like sea billows’ roll
To whom can you bare your soul?
Season comes, season goes
Every spring will melt winter’s snow
We adapt, change and live
Moment to moment as we please
Enriching our lives before we leave
Bidding farewell to friends and foes
The imprints we create
Last forever and will never fade!
"YOU EXHAUST ME"
I’m tired of this recycling.
This piston automatic drive up down up down up down
This little slide down to the gutter to the river to the ocean to the clouds
circle of life Carry on.
I’m not your little roundabout girl in a corner of your playground.
I’m not your half eaten meal on the table Congealing and cooling and
crustily calling For my plate to be washed.
I’m not your unwatered plant on the
Bedroom window sill
The green of me calling for a little help and a Band aid.
I’m your unanswered telephone call;
And quite frankly, I miss the ‘You hang up!’‘no You hang
Once upon a time I remembered How you used to say my name
And now I’ve chewed that memory to bone I’m starving to death
Under your beautiful eyes
You always did like skinny girls.
You are my NATURAL HIGH
You come in every form
Yet you are not there for me to buy
But mend me when I am torn
I deeply inhale you goodness
Sucking in every last drop
Never wanting to release
Knowing this could be my last pop
You fill my lungs with memories
And coarse my mind with love
Leave my exterior with no sensation
But my soul with rise above
My eyes bleed out all the hatred
While my lips release the tears
My ears await that precious touch
While my heart cries out with fear
You never neglect my nerves
You carefully comfort my cry
You bravely bless my being
Your are my NATURAL HIGH
The foolish amongst us say, dreamers are not smart.
Those who harbor a dream in there heart.
Dreamers are called by various names,
laughed at, and taunted in jest' they play games.
A joker a jester an obvious fool.
They are slugged off and frowned at, and treated real cruel,
Why does the world treat a dreamer so mean?
Just because? He has the courage to dream
Emotions of varying intensity,
under pressure in side the chest.
Boiling, bubbling and building up…
And you pace around.
Round and round,
Up and down,
Trembling and shaking,
Clenching and unclenching fists
in the pit of your stomach
And a load on your heart
You get no relief
You keep on pacing around…
And then you scream out loud,
Like the howls of a wounded beast
When you can take it no more.
Then you fall on your knees
Eye shut tight
Tears burning down your face
And you feel
Embrace of Prisoner 249
The shark infested grin glints in his eye,
As the mouth spews forth obscenities and whips the air blue.
Confetti like blotches sprinkle his pallid cheeks,
As his bloodshot windows stare.
A sunken treasure chest is hidden,
Matted hair sprouting joyfully from a grimy t-shirt collar.
Talking tattoo’s on patchwork arms slur ‘hello darling, remember me?
I’m your long lost love, the one you’re meant to be with.
Didn’t we go to school together? Don’t I know your sister?’
The next morning, my eyes were almost swollen shut. Each eyelid looked
as if a line of red eye shadow graced its presence . Crying does things
to your physical appearance . My blue eye shadow made it purple.
The line was now permanent from those "high lonesome" nights.
Make-up doesn't help anymore.
As I was driving, tears were uncontrollably and
unpredictably welling up. However, they were unable to fall because of
the harsh pressure in each one. Tears were being held back like untamed
horsess behind an iron rod gate. I couldn't see. I prayed that
everyone knew my driving was impaired . That minor thought of
impossibility crossed my mind and hope was lost.
I kept my hands firmly grasped on the steering
wheel. My knuckles turned white as my grip became ten times stronger.
I wiped the tears that seemed to live behind my eyes and opened them with
caution in the slowest of motion. Bright bliding light overwhelmed my
barely open eyes. I winced in pain and squinted.
The last light I ever gazed upon blinded me, just as my
last thought of you not being mine, saddened me. Both flashed so
suddenly. Both fleeting moments that will now only live as a memory.
DON'T CRY BONNIE
BY KLARRISSA AGE 14
Don't cry bonnie mummy will be fine,
daddy never meant to make that blood trail in a line.
We'll run away together no-one will ever know,
we'll have a house, a garden and even take dog bow.
Sorry to tell you bonnie but bows gone up to the skies,
i'll go and make him comfortable and get rid of all the flies.
Mummy don't feel too good she's lying on the floor,
don't think we can get away she's blocking up the door.
We'll get through this bonnie i promise i'll try,
but please i beg you bonnie.......please don't you cry..
Things we wish were never there
- Ashley Waekens
Soul of stone
Living for nothing
Ghost in our home
Since when did we care
Those are the things
We wish were there
By Rachel-Lynn Proud gr. 8 , Canada
I might die before you wake ,
before the earth begins to quake,
before the sun has fully risen,
I might die before you wake,
dear god this isn't a sin,
there are worse things that could be done,
big world disasters,
causer of death Bush their master
Bombs goin off here and there
never knowing if i'll awake from dreaming
Is that fair?
no it isn't that's not fair!
Think of the people
their in need
stop being selfish and do a noble deed
this may be your country but we live in it to!
I want to be alone
And drift into depression
It is my drug
Less to ponder when on my own
Empty the mind and heart
My mind is my curse
And my heart fuels it
It leads me towards pain
Why do I yearn for it?
Who is in control?
Blessed are the primitive
Silence, emptiness and emotionless ness is soothing
But my heart carries love, hate and music
And the curse of my mind invokes curiosity
What will it feel like to be free?
Can't let go
What sorrow will never know the terror of our adorned hearts, love together. A
blackened rose, you fall into pieces as I try to pick up the lines. The pieces
of fate, will they ever begin? Tears hang from white strings, shining to
everyone, acknowledged by no one . As we go under after our fall we place
ourselves under the leaves to lie in waste. Forever looking up at those who
fall before us.
Ralph J. Horris
But then as usual
I had inadvertently
By Richard Ray Smith
Thoughts of life.........
The way it should be........
All the hurt and pain.......
Death is all around us.....
Thoughts of life....
The way it should be.......
Happiness, a carefree life.....
Even though It's Hard......
One must find the.......
Good with the bad...
Thoughts of life...
The way it should be.....
Some say Life.......
IS what you make of it.....
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