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Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Breath Striken

The wind blows and your hair rises...just a bit. That is when I see your eyes at the exact moment the sun reflects and cradles them. You, at this fine moment, force air from my lungs and butterflies to dance in the pit of my stomach.

My heart beats like an eager drummer boy trying to achieve his position in his band. I am consumed and lulled by all that is you.

I need not speak and you need not worry, I will run up to you and embrace you even if you don't notice me.

I can feel the earth move under my feet and I am locked on this moment of a euphoric scene.

Each movement you make sends me and I feel the wave of allurement over throw my senses. I know this moment in time is one that I will cherish forever.

All too soon, the clouds move in and the sun hides it's smiling face. I search for the woman that entranced my soul and beckoned my love. Just in that instant she was gone. I roamed like a nomad searching for her grace. Only to stumble on the nectar of her true vein.

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Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Afraid of Fear

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Afraid of Fear

There is that tickling feeling, the eerie spinning of butterflies fluttering aimless in the pit of my stomach. My hands to the touch are clammy and beads of pearls leak from my flesh and run like tears down my skin.

The darting race of my heartbeat sending a rush of drugs through my veins. Adrenaline courses and turns my thoughts into a spiraling chaotic frenzy. My hands feverishly cling to anything, something in reach. I can’t comprehend what is going on. I don’t understand why I can’t grasp a sense of reality. The images in front of me become hazy and foggy. I can’t…

…I can’t breathe. My lungs are not drawing and releasing air. My legs become shaky and the quivering shutters ricochet throughout my body.

Silence overcomes me, I can’t hear anything but a blinding pinging loud screech. There is nothing. My chest doesn’t rise and fall and death seems to have replaced the heartbeat that once pounded feverishly against my chest.

My feet are cement boots at the bottom of the ocean, the current doesn’t help me escape the over flow of relentless pain. I can’t escape and I can’t comprehend to help myself.

No one there to save me from myself…I am the all-consuming evil of my own fear.

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Huntsmen

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Huntsmen

The freezing cold night sweeps by in the heat of the summer. I can feel the chill and the lingering taste of hunger. I've seen seasons change, but not like this. The thunderous sounds of the bold first kiss rumbles through time like something I missed. I could have read it wrong or heard it unclear, but none of this shows passion, it’s genuinely clear. The sweat no longer trickles down my backside but my mouth is parched from playing on the wayside. The rumors of love seems to have diminished and ignited into flames of harsh tongue. He wonders why my feelings are numb.

My lengthy dangling arms swing to embrace my pulled up legs. The pounding feeling beating against my chest never gives rest. I might have felt wetness trickle down my cheek but it was just the wind brushing against me. My head hangs low touching my knees and I can hear that same wind whispering to me.

The sound of angels singing in through the fog and I see more clear with all the haziness around. I pull myself up and I rise to my feet. I let that wind pull and tug at me. I want to fight but my will isn’t strong anymore. The damn thing has more knife wounds then a murderous hell hound.

His flesh temptations has yanked at my soul, has killed my spirit and swept me into the under tow. The visions he cherishes has put out my fire, has sprayed my skin with acid and disfigured my armor. He’s a huntsmen and set on a prowl. Clearly to attain his beauties and power.

So when is enough, enough for him? He’s already torn and marked my skin. The scars are not visible but so clear to me. That is why I am walking towards where the wind blows me. When I am not longer in sight and he can’t grasp me. That is when my shadow will be his only memory. The hail storm beating on his chest tormenting him to insane. While I take my seat with those who know I remain.

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Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Rectify Me

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The sound of twigs breaking under my feet
Ressounds in my being like bones breaking
My heart, it bleeds black from his curse
My stride is just that of a zombie's lurk
It hasn't taken from the time of hurt

My body hangs lifeless in a mute position
What I had to do to save you ultimately went against my
Better intution
I can still hear the words billowing into the air
I know that you meant them that is why they won't disappear

On the outside, I look like a beauty Queen
On the inside my twins rumble like boxing feinds
I wonder if they heard you too
How I am not the one and I prepared myself to lose

You rectify the broken of yesterdays harsh embrace
Just to wake up today and send me back to that cold place
So where do I stand?

Somewhere between chaos and no man's land

Forever is a long time when doubt courses through your viens

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Thursday, July 5, 2012

Love Can Be Cruel

When does it end, when will I learn to get over you. Your still on my mind, I can't escape !! Can't cope with this loneliness. Wishing I could turn back time, when I once held you tight. When I was your everything, and you was my love. I can even recall, our very first touch. Our very first kiss, I held on to it for weeks. Thought we'd last forever, but in the end it didn't matter !! You found someone new, and left me drowning in tears. You taught me a lesson, love can be cruel.. All I did wrong, was fall in love with you. Written by: Poet Shi July-5-2012

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Life Lost

I can smell the depths of the past

Leaking all over like a junkie smoking crack

The sweat of the night just rearing its head

I was told there weren’t any warning signs

So why is she dead?

That this is how it is

But if you really listened to hear

You would’ve heard her cries

Maybe we could see the reality through her crooked lies

She was desperate

Her mind a tangled place of insane

Her body a glistening realm

But no one knew she was at a loss with no gain

Since she didn’t wear woe on her face

There was no way to explain

That the meeting of the minds

Wasn’t really a game plan

Now her body hugs the floor

Life now invisible

No place like home

But I can’t grasp the principle

How does this happen?

Who is to blame?

A woman with promise

But no one knew her name

4 siblings

3 kids

2 loves

1 result

I loved her more than life

There is no doubt about that

I couldn’t save her though

That’s a blunt fact

13 years later, I still feel the numbness

Cookie crumb trail of the dark abyss

Her kids have kids

Does she know what she has missed?

Sadness took her life

What do you know about this?

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Sunday, April 15, 2012

Alone, Always

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''It is far better to be alone than to wish you were'' - Ann Launders

The urge to be alone, I fight

Sometimes your bond grips me too tight

I enjoy my space

And occasionally your presence I cannot face

I need to scream, I need silence

I need an emptiness to avoid such violence

The loneliness I'm used to, you see

For this quiet time sets me free

I am alone eternally in this mind of mine

So I like to ensure I can take this time

To nurture my soul and be kind to myself

This is why I never ask for anyone's help

I would never want to not see you but forever I am torn

As I know I love to be able to be on my own

Signed Patricia Hilton

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