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Too LateI watch the sky, as it burns
Halfway past the point of no return
Sewing on a smile to numb the hurt

The insanity may have broken him
But I think the pain finally set in
He killed the ending to begin

There is nothing left, it's all gone
There's no way in hell to right this wrong
He left me to puzzle it out alone

So if there's a way to erase this
To pull him back from the bloody black depths
As long as I live, I don't intend to fully lose him.

Ode to the NovaEnter the age of Youtube
Where playing a game became a revenue.
Commentary here, and a walk-through there
You could say these fuckers were everywhere.

But look, what's up ahead?
On a ground so oftenly tread.
Leading the fad on an white angel steed
The Nova charges steadfast indeed.

Tearing down knock-offs with a voice so sublime
Able to deviate and stand the test of time.
Neigh he stood not alone in the reign of power
His friends helped to keep his projects unsour.

The man of Spoons and the one claimed Immortal
Ride side by side him in formation.
The trio of wits; the regulars called they
A deadly force of elimination.

To this day, the No

So longA time so long
The start is gone
Longer than forever
An everlasting song

We waste away
We’re skin and bones
Never moving or seeing
Last light has flown

We slowly die
Among the dead
Close our eyes
And rest our heads

A time so long
We forever see
The shadow of time
In you and me

Is there no end?Never ending nightmares in my sleep and in my wake,
Always living, never breathing,
A tortured soul's mistake.

Always believing saviors will come despite a lack of proof,
This hope will be the death of us,
Our assailants haunt our every move.

By day and by night I creep around,
I haunt him back, you see!
Little do I know, the one haunting me is me.

Morning CallThank you for the morning call
You said just what I have hoped
Did you hear me laughing softly
Through spring tears that gently flowed
Dove-grey sound of light rain
Whispering secrets in my ear
Under blanket happy dream
Of a smile that is so dear
I could stay in bed whole day
Feeling touch of it's caress
But in duty to my life
Lovely wish I must suppress
I will linger little longer
Quietly sit on futon edge
Watch the peaceful dreamy smile
Daily faith to it will pledge

Oliver May and the ChupacabraThere was once a boy named Oliver May,
Deemed a coward and a little bit gay.
To rid of his gift or curse, he would pray
That he no longer sees cryptids all day.

Oliver grew up and his hair turned gray,
No longer scared of these monsters he'd slay.

Rumors abound of goats being sucked dry;
Curious Oliver would visit and pry.
At night, he saw a creature slim and sly.
"Look closely with an inquisitive eye,
A Chupacabra!" Oliver would cry.

Setting up a trap with a goat as bait,
Oliver would hide in the bush to wait.
Chupacabra walked in and sealed its fate.
Dawn came, its head delivered on a plate.

The townsfolks would sing, dance and celebrat

3 a.m. Rhyme TimeOnce grew a tree so high
Its wooden arms did reach to embrace the lovely, lonely sky
The sapphire maiden fell in love
Yet was powerless to help or touch from her perch so far above
So the goddess for three days and nights cried pure tears of loss and sorrow
And beneath her gray veil of loss, her lost love did soak up her tears and grow
Wider and wider his arms did embrace
Until he could lift the cloud veil and reveal his savior's lovely face
"What saddens you so, goddess of my heart?"
The voice did cause the sky-maiden to start
A charming blush spread along her azure cheeks
Her voice was barely that of a whispering breeze when she began to speak
Hiding her blush and averting her eyes, she confessed her love and desire
Her soft words made the tree pause in his journey to grow ever higher
Then, suddenly, with greatest effort, he began to pull up his roots one by one
Aghast, the maiden uttered not a sound, uncomprehending of what would happen until he was almost done
She cried,

Voicemail MessageJust called to say I'm on my way
For such long time I've been away
Can't wait to be in your embrace
I miss your voice, I miss your face
I tried to call you from the post
But couldn't reach you, signal lost
The journey took me to far land
Of which you'll hear from me firsthand

GoodbyeWith a gesture, I say goodbye.With the eyes, I promise you a reunion.
I will not give up so easy. I don't care if it is machine or human being.
I will always be by your side.
I Walk in the trails without hurry, imagining the train that passed there.
Hey you
Do not stare at the empty Merry-Go-Round. No,not at The Ferris wheel. Careful, you might hurt yourself.
See? I told you. Oh, yeah. You can not cry.
We'll see each other again,....right...?

Labyrinths and PuzzlesMy life's mosaic made of puzzles
It is a labyrinth of codes
I learned to read between the lines
Of lyrics, names and lately words
I solve a puzzle when I'm packing
The groceries each day of week
To lift the backpack and two bags
Is not a matter for the weak
I've really mastered packing process
I'm quite efficient, must say
Not inch of space is lost or wasted
Like game of tetris in a way
Each day is labyrinth of time
In which to find the way I strife
To fit all that I want to do
With all the chores of daily life
I love to solve interior puzzles
When I'm inspired, all night in sweat
Moving around the pianos, bookshelves
Until apartment is reset
Traditional poetic game
Keeping the rhythm and finding rhyme
Without sacrificing thought
I'm now playing all the time
Deciphering the code of life
The roles coincidences play
The hidden meanings in the signs
That teach the mind to see true way
Life's labyrinth is work of art
Like architecture of Daedalus
When it is bui

Power of InspirationWhen I deciphered morning code
I had such feeling of elation
Like battery that's fully charged
With energy of inspiration
The poems flowed on page like speech
I moved on bike with speed of light
I have accomplished daily chores
All day I felt like bird in flight
In ballet class I beat my record
By doing thirty six fouettés
I gave off sparks as I have turned
(They were not perfect I confess)
I danced adagio with soul
I could have jumped over the moon
I could keep going on and on
But class has ended all too soon
Back at the school yard with the kids
I started writing words of ode
In praise of artists building mazes
Life is a labyrinth of code

Time Saving RecipeSome oregano for the stress
Relax tight nerves with it's caress
A cup of fresh brewed buckwheat tea
Spreads peace and leaves mind demon free
Fresh piece of mango like gold sun
A snack that's healthy, sweet and fun
While at the sunset you'll be looking
Let kids experiment with cooking
Let someone else wash dirty dishes
In meantime you fulfill your wishes
Play piano or jot down few words
Decipher hieroglyphic codes
Let all your hidden selves come out
Perhaps a scientist will sprout
And when you've saved a little time
Just sit and dream or write a rhyme

Searching for Lost TimeI am searching for lost time
Life's a mess in disarray
So much clutter in my place
Have to clean it up one day
I have found half an hour
Lying on the kitchen floor
Minutes under pile of shoes
Scattered by the entrance door
Some time hidden in the laundry
Really hope it did not shrink
Quarter hour under piano
Some fell into kitchen sink
In dark corner under book shelf
Half an hour in flakes of dust
Under bed rolled whole round hour
With the stains of mould and rust
In twilight before the sunrise
Torn between the maze and rhyme
Racing with the morning rush
Hope for both to find the time

Sleepy PoemDay has scattered like the sand
Sifted through the hourglass
Sun has fallen into river
Shadows hiding in the grass
I just want to take a breath
Listen to the silence sing
Sit for moment with closed eyes
Feel caress of angel's wing
Drop by drop the sleepless hours
Overfilled the coffee cup
Word by word a sleepy poem
In a dream on lines curled up

...A happy smile greets sleepy day
With sparks of laughter in a pun
Of the amazing game we play
In maze of words we're having fun

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Hollow - PoemThe universe is hollow,
With no instinct to follow.
I do not have a drive,
Instead, I meerly surivive.
I have never expirienced pain,
Nor love, nor hate, blame.
There is no guilt or love,
Nothing to dream of.
I have never even dreamed,
I do not believe in fiends.
I will never know joy,
Or the drive to destroy.
Perhaps my soul is hollow,
For me, there's no tomorrow...

Cry For Help - PoemPlease don't just pass me by,
Just look me in the eye.
Surely you must see,
The pain consuming me.
But you just walk right past,
Look through me like I'm glass,
Refuse to see the kiss,
The razors left on my wrists.
I don't try to hide them anymore,
Rescue me from the self-abhor;
Hold me in your arms,
Save me from this self-harm.
I want to live, like everyone else,
Instead of collapsing into myself.
I'm no longer trying to disguise,
So sick of telling all the lies.
I want to get back the control,
That I lost so long ago,
And innocence I can't regain,
It's all been replace by only pain.
Please make me safe, keep me strong,

Scars - poemIn the dark,
I'm on my knees,
Desperatly searching,
For a release.
Everything I ever,
Believed in is gone,
I can't understand,
How life can carry on.
So long ago,
I lost my faith,
Now my joy is hunted,
By all these wraiths.
My heart just can't
Even beat anymore,
And I just don't know,
What I'm still fighting for.
Somewhere in the dark,
Will someone hear me?
Do my screams echo?
Do you hear my pleas?
Will the candle catch fire,
And bathe me in light?
Will someone defend me,
From solitude's bite?
Clasp my hand together,
As if in a prayer,
Begging you closer,
Laying my soul bare.
Like an old wound,
Pain starts to subs

To Reclaim My Life - PoemVictory is life!
You are already dead;
Blood stains the deck red,
And shadows haunt the walls,
Our soldiers stalk these halls.
Victory is life!

Victory is life!
There's nowhere left to hide,
To live, you must fight.
You fear and you abhor,
Now you run for the door.
Victory is life!

Victory is life!
There's a war to win,
Power rises within.
The Gods will not forsake,
And we will not betray.
Victory is life!

Victory is life!
Life is victory,
We cannot rest in peace,
We were born from strife,
And gladly give our lives.
Victory is life!

Victory is life!
Everything we are,
Battles amdist the stars,
It is too late for fea

Goodbye - poemI tear my heart open,
And bleed my pain out,
But still life is sorrow,
Of that, there's no doubt.
The scars on my wrists,
Remind me it's all real,
So I tear open my heart,
Just to feel.

I tear open my soul,
And sew myself shut.
It's my greatest weakness,
That I care what you think so much.
And the tormenting memories,
Let me know it's all real,
So I tear my soul open,
Just to feel.

I show you my tears,
And rip out my mind,
Put a knife in my heart,
Just to leave this behind.
The darkness consumes me,
as I start to die.
I guess that makes this,
My final goodbye.

Under pressure - poemThey want us to be pretty,
They want us to have cheek,
They want us to be smart,
When we're not, the future's bleak.

They want us to be sexy,
Elegant and hot,
They want us to be perfect,
And use us when we're not.

They want us to be simple,
And eager to obey,
They want us to be cheerful,
Every single day.

They want us to look like angels,
And to have a smile that's divine,
They want us to have beauty,
And a body so sublime.

They say they want us real,
But what they are is fake,
When they want us to be plastic,
Like something they can make.

I'm not the synthetic Barbie,
That they all want me to be,
But i don't want to be

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Dead In Space - Poem

by ~Hughes-Can-Write, Nov 12, 2009, 5:23:42 AM
Literature / Poetry / Narrative / Traditional Fixed Forms

I'm Misplaced,
Lost in space;
A transpacial rift,
Has left me adrift.
Now I'm alone,
With no way home.

This small craft,
Wasn't built to last;
Not armed with phasers,
To defend me from raiders,
The shields would retire,
If met with gunfire.

Dead in space,
In an unknown place,
With nobody around,
I'll never be found;
I'll die out here,
Drownding in fear.

Life support is failing,
Distress beacon wailling,
Desperation takes hold,
Body's numb and cold.
Let there be a twist in fate;
Before it is too late...

Dead In Space - Poemby ~Hughes-Can-Write

Literature / Poetry / Narrative / Traditional Fixed Forms

Well, even in space travel, there are risks; Odo and Quark will tell you that, from the time they were stranded on theat L-class.
Oh, and Malcom and Trip, from when they had this very same expirience.

Hull breaches are a bitch.

~roleplay4life Nov 12, 2009

Ooo. -shudder- I would HATE to be in that situation!

That's why you always have a way to contact for backup.

~Hughes-Can-Write Nov 13, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

Like the distress beacon?

I had another dream...

~roleplay4life Nov 13, 2009

Uh... Yeah! Like that. xD; (Unless that's broken, too...)

Oh? Are you gonna write about it?

~Hughes-Can-Write Nov 13, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

Naw, this is the dream! So unless you count this...

I am writing about the starfleet Cadet Corps, with ~GinGin-Schrei though.

~roleplay4life Nov 13, 2009

OHH, LOL, I see.

Ah, okay. That's cool.

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