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EmptinessFeeling empty...
Feeling cut off from everything else...
There's those times when
You just have to stand up,
Walk away, and be alone...

The little feeling
That something's missing.
The tug of loneliness
Pulling on the chain
Of the collar I'm wearing.

The shackles of dread
And despair keeping me
From running away...
The handcuffs of fear
Stopping me from fighting back.

There's nothing left to do
But to stand off
In the distance...
Staring blankly ahead
At the moving faces.

This empty shell doesn't
Feel pain...
It doesn't feel happiness...
But I know one thing...
This soul does.

I wish...
I wish...
I wish for someone
Five ShadowsIt escapes our grip.
The things we crave, and want, and need.
Love, Time, Satisfaction, Success, and Greed.
All five motives to fuel our life.
Their hidden agendas give us strife.

Love, the bitch, that makes you care.
Blinds you, consumes you, and leads nowhere.

Time, the old fool, that is always sober.
Passes by unseen, fucking us over.

Satisfaction, the rich bastard, looking down on us.
Throws us his leftovers, it's never enough.

Success, our friend, lying to our face.
Stabs us in the back and puts us in our place.

Greed the voice in the back of your head.
Plays you like a master, making you wish you were dead.
Quieting the Sparrow   
"Release me, now…
   I desire wind's flight."

You do not yet understand
the thrashing of feelings—
the bite of crooning words;

You know not the cruelty of man,
nor the tip of  his arrow…

Man hunts and stalks
beauty with sardonic blatancy—
elated and brimmed with delight.
He snuffs it out with senses akin to savage beasts,
crippling  prey with fearsome teeth.

However, amongst fear and shattered aspirations,
there is no greater rush than to hunt
and be hunted…

but once caught:
reality wakes cold.
The Concept of PerspectiveI unfurl with lavender,
wild and stretching possibilities
within velvet serenity.

I sway joyously with conducting trees
and fall with musical, tumbling leaves,
recognition whole;

and for once,
time does not govern
but witnesses.

I change like the seasons,
no complicated reason...
just that I do;

it is as they always say:
some things, they never change.
ArtArt.

Imagine...

The world is your canvas.

Society is your paint brush.

The people are your choice of colours.

What kind of picture would you paint?

How would it differ from the image that is currently on show?

Would you go mad and rid yourself from all forms of restraint?

Just how far down the rabbit hole are you willing to go?

I ask because every portrait I create,

Is inspired by what is already in front of me.

So is it possible to even recreate,  

Anything that the mind is not able to see.

The picture will always be the same

Because this life is all we know.

Where there is compassion there must be pain

Because it us who made
HouseYou see that old house up there?
Standing there up on that small hill
It's the one with that old rocking chair
When you look at it, do you feel a chill?

A chill running down your spine,
Striking you with a sense of fear.
The sight is something you can't define
But the sight alone will make your eyes tear.

The history behind the house is lost,
The people in town, do not yet know.
How the house had survived the frost.
Now there always sits a crow.

A crow sitting on the old rocking chair,
Guarding the house like it's owner did.
In the crow's eye is a small tear,
Looking where it's owner hid.
I am only happy when I cry.I am only happy when I cry.
I can only smile through the tears.
I can only laugh between shaky breaths.
I can only dance in the rain.

Trust too much and fall too hard.
Take everything to heart.
Knives, swords,
Sometimes even in my back.

I put on a mask for everyone who looks.
A mask of a happy, bubbly girl
Without a care in the world.
The mask comes off when my door closes.

My dam bursts when the mask comes off.
My smile comes out when my tears stain my cheeks.
I laugh for real when I taste salt.
I am only happy when I cry.

I've been living off pain for a few years now.
It's sick and twisted.
I never cried.
Not even at funerals.

My ches
Hidden SelfSometimes when we laugh
We hide what we be
But down deep there is a place
That only we can see
We share our smile
The glitter in our eye
Except to no one save a few
Do we show our hidden
Self inside
ConfessionsMy throat is choking
Closing shut at the thought of these words
I'm choking on myself and I can't breathe

Although you're far away
I can still imagine you here
Where these words would choke me to silence

Tonight I'll use these fingertips
And send these thoughts intentionally
I'll rebuild what I've destroyed
I'll be better than I was before
Truth?"Truth?"

Truth has become reality's biggest nightmare
Which always becomes buried by those in despair
For is it more noble to bite one's tongue until it turns red
Or let truth accumulate until his heart pumps out dread?
My intuition has led me to the truth many times before
Of which I have realized truth is not the cure
But what is the truth when every character has a story
Upon which each owner desires to claim truth's glory?
For it is comforting for those to retreat from their fears
Or deny truth exists and mask it with cheers
What ignorant mortals for them I take sorrow
For truth will target and haunt them tomorrow
As for myse
The World Loves To LieTrapped in a circle of greed
Watching people starting to smoke weed
Naturally hoping that I can break free
So that in the end I can finally see
A person holding out a lonely ice cream
I know that it’ll probably only be a dream

Once again I’m lost in a pointless scene
It’s a place that has lost its means
The media holds the general public by puppet strings
Because the public are nothing more than sheep
Why believe that life is better with a world
Full of puppets that need something to cling

I don’t believe in the good of the world
Because it’s simply corrupt to the core
And life without interesting events is suc
Dark AngelLands that pass before our eyes
Mysterious in our distant distant gaze
Welcome us with new found grace
And settle as discovery made

Oh lady of darkness waits
Veiled by some known charm
Plays angel to thy darkest realm
Once untold is now where angels dream

Angel of light these days
Manifests my heart
Tempests gather in the waiting night
Show their magic charm

Brushed aside all those unwelcome stares
Allowed with eyes denied I see
That substance hidden deep inside
Belies what lies outside
Old WorldTime, love, peace and war
Shatter wind, waves withdraw
Earth spins but we stay still
What a strange world we live in

Broken homes and open hearts
Dreams made possible some torn apart
Children laughter lifts the world
As long as there remain here we'll have a cheerful world

Scatter clouds chase the wind
The land moves from with in
Moon smiles while it push and pull our seas
Sun knows all the secrets of humanity

Bloody lands and fallen trees
Sacred lands far as the eyes can see
Tell me now what can I do
Too restore the earth to its former youth?
My Words DisappearI have something I wish to say
But drowned by the noise, my voice fades away

I have something I want to make known
But away with the wind, it's once again blown

I have something that's important to me
But nothing I do will get them to see

I have something I want people to hear
But lost in crowd, my words disappear
On and OnOn and On
From the Song

Hours go by.
I drink my wine and listen to my songs;
I try hard to smile.
The one i love is so far away;
I don't know what is wrong.
I feel that i could die,
On and on, on and on, on and on...
Days go by.
I take a tissue and dry my eyes;
I try hard to forget.
The one I love is feeling bad;
It has got me feeling so sad
That I could die,
On and on, on and on, on and on...
My wine is plain.
I can't swallow the pain
In my heart.
But I must try,
For I vowed so solemnly that I
Would never tear us apart.
So I drink my wine, I listen to songs,
I try to believe that nothing is wrong;
But my sorrow remain
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Ridgeway castle (Pewdiepie's birthday gift)It was a dark and stormy night, the rain was pouring down on the old and long since abandoned houses of the small town of Ridgeway. Thunder was roaring high above the old woods just outside the small town, where at the side of the town an old 13th century castle stood lonely at the edge of the forest.

This rain was clattering on the windows and every drop of rain sounded like an old rusty hammer smashing down on the warm steel of a not yet finished sword or like the trunk of an old and long since forgotten oak tree smashing down on the ground after being disconnected from its roots by the vile axe of a lone lumberjack.

Through the hallways
I love youThrough the goodness that we know
Through the cold and bitter snow
Even if this world will turn us insane
No matter how much pain

We will leave behind the problems of the past
Facing the future at a long last
New problems will surely arise
But when I look at your pretty eyes

That's the moment when I just know
Together we will always pull through
Because I love you
Beautiful day
Forget all the problems from the past,
Life sometimes just goes too fast.
Don't blink, because it can be over in a flash,
It might be fast, but don't do anything too rash.

The future will always be uncertain
It stands before you like a big dark curtain.
You will always carry the past with you
But don't let it turn you blue.

Follow your dreams and hopes
Don't get dragged down by some dopes
Just follow your own way
Even when all turns gray
You might not feel like doing that on a rainy day

But luckily for you
Today looks like it will be a beautiful day

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Tears

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Feel the rain dripping on your face
Sitting somewhere in an unknown place
You might just had your heart broken
Those feelings of yours go unspoken

Let the rain wash your pain away
Let it wash away and find your way
Let the rain slowly heal your wounds
It heals your heart and will hide your wounds

The rain will stay with you for years
It's one of those things that always cares
Because in the rain nobody will see your tears

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Tearsby ~Koratoshisfriend

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A lil short this time and not so great.
My laptop unfortunatly has crashed so I'm trying to re-install everything this weekend, but first I need to salvage as many works as possible which will also take quite some time.

This is actually a rewritten poem of mine, it's based on a (famous) quote.

Challenge: First person to comment the specific quote and the person who said it wins, everybody gets only one chance.

Written by Jerrel Simons
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©2012-2013 ~Koratoshisfriend
Category: Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

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^Talty Nov 5, 2012   Artisan Crafter
Hello, you've been featured as part of the article Celebrating Diversity #9 :la:
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=DarlingAngel0565 Oct 13, 2012  Professional Writer
I really like this poem allot. :blackrose:
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~Koratoshisfriend Oct 17, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
glad you like it, you're welcome to check out the rest of my gallery if you like
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~AvianEx Oct 13, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Hello,
I have a group, :iconwielders-of-the-pen: and they need more people entering their poetry contests, and I thought you might be interested.
I've noticed you like writing, and poetry is a great way to practice!
Also, if no-one joins the group will be closed D:
So if you can join and tell them you're interested, then that would be great!
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Mood: Wow! ~pje0860 Oct 13, 2012  Hobbyist Artist
I hope your days goes well again
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~Koratoshisfriend Oct 17, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
yep
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Mood: Sadness ~pje0860 Dec 2, 2012  Hobbyist Artist
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~RandomCorporation Oct 13, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
"Sometimes I only cry in the rain, so I can't tell wether its tears or rain running down m face".
Ehg, I forget where I heard that from. I think a comedy :/
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~Koratoshisfriend Oct 17, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I think it's a good quote but not the one I'm looking for unfortunatly
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Mood: Love ~killuaxme Oct 13, 2012
i love it and i really like the rhyming =D
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