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There are places that can take you where you didn't plan to go bars and streets with odd names where even Angels fear to show Places which hold bitter memories of women with their agendas too who seem to get really pissed when there isn't desire from you I've been around the block sometimes I've got deserted cities of my heart been so long playing my tune don't care to copy another's art Been a lover of a lot of women only know what interests me is being creative with a pen writing my own ver… Continue
Posted on June 3rd, 2008 at 6:02pm — 1 Comment
SOME DAYS WITHOUT WARNING AN OLD FACE WILL POP UP IN MY MEMORY BANK. SOMEONE I HAVE LOST TOUCH WITH OVER THE YEARS, EITHER DUE TO MY NEGLECT OR OTHER FACTORS I HAD NO CONTROL OVER. ADDRESSES HAD CHANGED, JOBS DOWNSIZED. IT'S NOT LIKE A LIBRARY WHERE YOU CAN GO AND FIND THAT POPULAR BOOK ON A SHELF BECAUSE OF A FILING SYSTEM. FRIENDS CAN DISAPPEAR ALL TOO QUICKLY. WHAT YOU ARE LEFT WITH IS A FOREST OF MEMORIES. NOW MEMORIES ARE GOOD BUT WHEN YOU LOSE THE VOICE, ADDRESS AND CLOSE CONTACT WITH SOME… Continue
Posted on April 27th, 2008 at 10:32am — 2 Comments
AMBROSIA FOR MY SOUL GRAIN FIELDS WAVING TO ME MOUNTAINS IN THE BLUE DISTANCE TWINKLING OF HIDDEN BROOKS I SEE CALMNESS OF GOLDEN KISSED LAKES REPINING VOICE OF A FOREST'S SOUL SIGHING OF THE NIGHT WIND SURF COMPLAINING TO THE SHORE FRESH BREATH OF SILENT VIOLETS EROTIC PERFUME OF HYACINTH DEW IN THE BEAUTY OF MY LOVE'S TOUCH THE GRACE OF HER GENTLE STEP TOO IN THE MAGIC OF HER EYES HER LAUGHTER AND SWEET CHARM I WORSHIP THE BEAUTY OF HER LOVE HER PURITY KEEPS ME FROM ALL HARM SHE HAS NEVER… Continue
Posted on April 13th, 2008 at 9:47am —
Silence was in the room that lonely day as his books like sentinels stared down at me longing to be held close, but I heard the preacher through the open window say " Dust to Dust" he was being returned to his maker to be retouched and refitted by nail scarred love. Leaving his books to me, one who didn't like to read! I opened a book and felt an August wind as it blew the leaf notebook away a song was sung as the coffin was lowered and a melody beyond the universe stirred hope among th… Continue
Posted on April 12th, 2008 at 8:30am — 3 Comments
I REALIZE THE ARGUMENTS FOR AND AGAINST A PERSONAL GOD WHO CREATED HUMANS OUT OF NOTHING, BUT SOMETIMES I WONDER IF THE SIMPLE ACT OF WRITING A POEM-YOUR UNSPOKEN SOUL THOUGHTS-MAKE ME FEEL AT TIMES IF I'VE BECOME A CREATOR WITH VERY LIMITED SKILLS, BY THE ULTIMATE DESIGNER, TO ALLOW HIS CREATION TO SPEAK AND CREATE BEAUTY IN WORDS? EVERY DAY I WRITE SOMETHING, A FEW WORDS, SENTENCES, PARAGRAPHS, A BLOG? IS THAT WHAT THIS IS??AND IS POETRY NEXT? AND BEING A POET-HOW DOES ONE KNOW THEY HAVE BECO… Continue
Posted on April 12th, 2008 at 8:18am — 3 Comments
That singular frame of time, subdivided into infinity in my mind, subdivided in a single moment in time. This singular second of horrors disdain, this singular sharpness of the unknown pain, i...
Started by Robby Baby. Last reply by Robby Baby 13 hours ago.
Where could I have drifted to, in this wretched state of mine, that leads me to a wispy town, where all the souls have drowned? Where could I have drifted to, in this wretched memories space, ...
Started by Robby Baby 16 hours ago.
I've crossed the line, between sanities time, insanities rhyme. My mind has crossed the line, amongst the witching hour, where my mind lost its cognizing power, now immersed in insanities hour...
Started by Robby Baby. Last reply by Robby Baby 17 hours ago.
One more soul... was all it took, one more tumbling soul. One more soul, of wretchedness, no grace, no trace of saving face, to ascend to heavens loving space. One more soul, with no hope of ...
Started by Robby Baby 17 hours ago.
Cape of Hallows Slumber your eternal rest… Wake not from the reality of truth… Sleep inside your darkness… Hovered in the madness of lies… Walk within the moon of creatures… Slain by the har...
Tagged: Gotic Recite, Poetess Victoria, Gotic Poetry, The Goth Room, Dark Poetry
Started by Romantic Poetess. Last reply by Robby Baby Oct 3.
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Thanks for joining us here at Creative Thinkers International. Very interesting quote you've posted :-)
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