Tag: poetry
member name: Okang Ashiwel O.
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April 05, 2007 04:37 PM EDT --
time flies
and night draws near.
pillows become sodden
and hearts become heavy.
oh, the things we do for love.
thoughts fly
to faraway places, loved ones.
memories come pouring forth
like the . . . more
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April 26, 2007 08:49 AM EDT --
i dreamt that life was a dream,
and you were a fairy with
rainbow wings, just like me.
fluttering in the breeze,
doing the sun dance.
please wake my reality up.
these dreams kill the will to live. . . . more
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March 03, 2007 01:45 PM EST --
i came into your room
to kiss you on the cheek
but you scrambled to kiss my lips.
i smelled him onyour lips
the stranger.
i can see the empty bottle
and two glasses, see your
eyes darting as you try . . . more
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January 02, 2007 01:03 PM EST --
i thought i was smiling
but i couldn't feel it
so i went into the
bathroom to check.
i found a stranger in the mirror.
i thought i was laughing
but i couldn't feel my own laugh
so i went into . . . more
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January 02, 2007 12:39 PM EST --
my thoughts run wild
but all i get is a headache
no leeway, no progress.
i thought i knew myself
but these miss you nights
leave me confused.
i wrote this song
for the one who knows.
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January 03, 2007 08:47 AM EST --
the mirage i see is real
always before me,
within my grasp
but just out of reach.
you keep running from the obvious
wanting what impression has pressed
upon the memory created by association, . . . more
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January 10, 2007 05:43 AM EST --
nights of light and restraint
became wild and free.
a product of the hunger for meaning,
a creation of the attraction
to flashes of light at night.
but it wasnt the same no more.
a child . . . more
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May 02, 2007 06:01 AM EDT --
yes, i came.
not one of your
many expectations,
but still i came.
i can see your eyes,
mere slits, wide shut
the struggle to break the
stronghold of the playpen;
the vise grip of teen loves.
just . . . more
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February 21, 2007 11:33 AM EST --
the words refuse to come.
only tears.
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March 27, 2007 05:02 PM EDT --
i've never felt so lost
within the confines of certainty.
i've never had to scream in pain
in the places where i find pleasure.
i found the girl of my dreams and she's
the hydra of my . . . more
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April 04, 2007 03:03 PM EDT --
stay just a little while,
and i'll tell you words
i tell no one else.
stay just a little while
and i'll make you smile
in a way you've never smiled
before.
stay just a little while,
and i'll . . . more
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June 05, 2008 07:49 AM EDT --
we talked for a while,
the conversation going
nowhere for a while,
just the soft words
that materialize when
two people trade words.
i don't know what you
watched for, searched for . . . more
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June 17, 2008 03:45 AM EDT --
i waited with outstretched
arms from accross the street,
payiently counting the last
seconds before you'd fall
into the arms that had
waited all these years for you.
i closed my . . . more
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January 25, 2007 07:56 AM EST --
everyday
you just pine away
in grief unspoken, unshown
unrevealed, in blind stoicism.
i can see the tears of your silence.
your sadness generates more sadness
and your painting hangs on the empty . . . more
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February 10, 2007 11:13 AM EST --
sleep is a stranger now.
maybe a foe.
i just can't, soulbrother.
i can't shut my eyes.
that is when the nightmares come.
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February 05, 2007 10:26 AM EST --
brand new
always has
the scent
of distrust.
i'd rather
have me my
old pair of
trusted and
worn shoes
than suffer
blisters in
new shoes
i hardly even
know.
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February 06, 2007 01:57 PM EST --
Part I [Sanguine]
i breezed
through this
earthly existence
with an ethereal
nonchalance that
defied remedies
till i found you
alone at a table for
two and looked into
your eyes, dark and
mysterious, . . . more
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February 07, 2007 01:20 PM EST --
voices fill up the
empty spaces inside,
echoing through me
in their relentless
pursuit of each other.
but i cant be crazy,
because i'll find no
solace in the single
tear that drops, along
to the beat . . . more
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February 10, 2007 12:09 PM EST --
last night,
earth bled.
i stood by my
open window
and reached
out for a snowflake.
the snow
was crimson.
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March 02, 2007 03:28 PM EST --
we've created memories
out of fantasy
and elevated emptiness to
take the place of mater.
turn the pages of the
book of strange dreams
and tell me what my
nightmare means.
life is haunted . . . more
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