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[aid] => mick
[title] => Poet's Ramblings 10
[time] => 2005-04-20 09:41:11
[hometext] => The curtains fall... lights go out... resonating silence... The End.
[bodytext] => Hand scarred and weary from past struggles, Of victorious blades and tales desired to be told... Dwell upon these words of mine, Listen to my story... Born into a world of darkness, My brilliance is left unnoticed, Too advanced for everyone's liking... A generation of hip-hop and insecurity, Inhaling thrills through dollar bills, Everybody's high, watching time pass by, And the drug isn't life... Burdened with unwanted answers to unwanted questions, I exist, a stranger to all, With the knowledge and experience of the Ancient Ones... Government is crumbling, Media is tyrant over our lives, The rules are not to love ourselves, Nor who we want to be... Innocents killed for the sake of discrimination and hate... Slaves to Ignorance... Makes me wonder, America, the free? A tired voice amid millions of shouts and demands, How can I be heard, If people wish not to listen? Why speak of love and acceptance, When everyone is consumed in hatred? The unbearable sting of tears is present, My eyes are dry... Yet, my heart is weeping, Always crying, lonely lamentations, Painful recollections, horrors that may come... You hold me close, claiming you love me, Father, can't you see? Your lies are killing me... My mask is fading, Happiness is getting hard to feign... Soon, there will be nothing to hide behind, I am left vulnerable, exposed, For all to see, The wretch that I truly am... The violin has cease its shrill melody, The winds are quiet, there is no fate... My tale has ended, No more ramblings to tell... The pen lies dead and bleeding, An ebony eddy of hidden expressions... The rose has wilted into nothing, But, no matter, She has always been just that... Two words of closure scrawled on my canvas, And with enless tears in my eyes, I am silent... forever more.... THE END... ~*This is the closing of the doors, my friends. The last 'Poet's Ramblings' of the series, and it was a pleasure writing them! I hope you enjoyed, and maybe found some inspiration, maybe even learned something. A poem is written, not to entertain others, but to aid the poet into healthy release and some sense of sanity... A poem is written to evoke emotions... not to be butchered to find the hidden meaning of the words. That was the purpose of my writing these... for people to read things that dont make any sense, and just... feel. You know, I highly doubt this will be the end of 'Poet's Ramblings'... but, I guess there won't be any for a while... A break, if you will. =).*~ Oh, here I go again... straying away from the point, lol. Simply this: Merci beaucoup for reading and commenting... Everything you do is very much apprecated! All my love! Forever, Your ever-garrulous flower, Stephy. *hugs and love for all!* [comments] => 6 [counter] => 201 [topic] => 13 [informant] => FleurdeSang [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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