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This poem is created for Monique

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Beauty

Pure as a rose

On a sun soaked day

As fresh as newly washed clothes

All ready to be put away

 

The taste of hot coco

When the rain floods the ground

It reminds you of a time long ago

And the fire with everyone gathered around

 

The feeling of a hug

When you are sad

The feeling of being all safe and snug

That feeling you have never had

 

As amazing as the sun rise

As that is the earths duty

Always waiting for the next surprise

For lifes Beauty

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

This poem was created for my friend Alison

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Fantasy

Many people go there

Its different for everyone

Its a very happy affair

A place where it is always fun

 

The land in your dreams

Where everything happens your way

Or so it seems

You always wish you could stay

 

To not to wake up

Or to never ever leave

The land of the fairy cup

This land you so greatly believed

 

It must go away for a while

Disolve into the sand

Until the next night when your head hits the pillow pile

But dont forget it is only a mear fantasy land

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

FEAR

It sits in all of us

Waiting to come out

Some dont make a big fuss

Others it shows by doubt

.FEAR.

We feel it everyday

In everything we do

Some people like to say:

I am not afraid of you!

..FEAR..

They are lieing to themselves

With every word they preach

Its like the books they put on shelves

Full of the scared and broken speach

...FEAR...

It will eat away inside

Everytime you try to hold it in

You hope it will subside

Even though, here it comes agian

....FEAR....

No matter of how it may seem

And no matter how it may appear

Deeply we all wanna scream

Because what we all feel is.....FEAR.....

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Soul

Torment is part of me

It fills a huge hole

That no one can see

Its something i stole

 

Its a big gash across the heart

Another stab right to the gut

Now i am broken apart

And the world is my slut

 

You see this and try to fix it

So compassion is what you offer

But my heart still bleeds like a spikit

Then my voice becomes softer

 

Now I am taken away to a place

But I no longer have the hole

Now of you there is no trace

Because you have filled my empty soul

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Pain

Look out your window

What do you see

The poor nieghbored widow

Getting ready to flee

 

You call down the street

No one calls back

The wind blows and you body loses heat

And there is the widow again suitcase all packed

 

You watch her agian

As she fills her car

She is going to the church to tell them her sin

It is not very far

 

She gets to the church just as she planned

It suddenly begins to rain

She thinks of what she did to her husband

Then she begins to pray to wash away the pain

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

WARNING This poem is a story about a bad experience with Kaiser the hospital.The title and some words are very strong and obscene.WARNING

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Shit service, so fuck you.

One day I am in a lot of pain and dont feel well

So I call the docter, I feel that would fix this spell

But no, that didn't work

So the doc sent me to emergency, yeah those jerks

I get there and wait and wait with my mom and my honey

Just so they can take our damn money

I finally get in a damn bed

"The doctor will be with you shortly" is what they said

So I wait for the fucking doctor as I sit there in pain

The surgical doctor comes in and tells me to take these pills, so going to emergency was in vain

Then three days later they tell me to come in

So they can do surgery on my infection within

That same fucking day they cut me right up

With the same surgen that gave me the pills that stupid little pup

We took out your appendex while we were there is what they say

Now for three days in a fucking hospital bed i am to stay

Untill one day the funny doctor Gheagammi begins to say

Do you wanna go home cause today is the day!

So i go home all feeling better

Then a couple days later the bandge suddenly is turning purple and getting wetter

So i call the crazy dumbass doctor to find out whats going on, he tells me to come down so he can see

When i get there ofcourse its going to be a 10 dollar fee

So i go to see the doctor and he says the infection is comming back

So he rips open the stiches and leaves me with a big whole for me to gauze pack

A couple days later i am changing the gauze and dressing

Sudenly i see a color green and that is not good, atleast i am guessing

So we call the surgical clinic to talk to the doctor to see what the green meens

But when we call them up they are closed it seems

The next thing to do is to call the advice nurse over the phone

She says the green doesn't sound good and you cant fix it alone

So she tells us the surgen is waiting for us at emergency

So we hurry over with me exprssed urgency

When we get there i have to wait in the waiting room so long

Waiting for the stupid nurse to come along

After the nurse i go to wait again with my honey

And yet agian we have to pay even more fucking money

I think its upsurd the prices we pay

Just for the doctor tell us we are okay

But once i am in the hospital room waiting for the doctor to come

I am starting to get angry that he is taking so long i start to feel a little glum

He finally get there and i ask him whats up with the green

And all he seems to do is take in the scene

He looks at the wound and say wow very clean job

And i ask him again what's up with my green swab?

Has says let me go get someone to see what i see

I tell him ok as long as he can help me

They both come back and look at the surgens "great work"

They say some words to eachother and leave me with no answers, what big jerks

Now I have a appointment all set

I am to meet with the man who did the surgery that i never met

Maybe I will get some answers i dont really know

Or maybe they will brush me off like some hypochodriactic joe blow

I dont konw whats going to happen to me

All I know is that I am not going to pay another emergency room fee

I had to quite my job and havent been to school in weeks

And now that I look at it my graduation status is looking bleak

I am so pissed right now with a whole in my belly

Because all i do everyday is sit at home and watch my fucking telly

I am getting Claustrophobic staying here at home i really want to do something with my girlfriend

But this pain and agony will never end

In this situation my health and wellness is way overdue

So now Kaiser you have shit service, so fuck you!

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

This Poem Created for Monique, I love you honey

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Kiss

That passionate feeling

Of something so soft

Its the good kind of stealing

That throws your heart aloft

 

The feeling of such joy

Touching of lips to lips

Your heart becomes a toy

By this euphoria your mind will be eclipsed

 

Nothing can break that bond you now share

As your heart pounds

And your body feels as lite as air

You block out all sound

 

You think to yourself

Nothing can be better than this

Then you begin to loose yourself

In your first and special kiss

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Only You

This may be a bit forward

But I have to say

Because what we are moving toward

Is not far away

 

I see you everyday

Walking together we smile

Hopeing what we have wont fray

Telling me the truth all the while

 

You are special to me

Now always seeming to be there

You fill me with glee

So I cant help to stare

 

Right here and forever you are all I see

You I like to speak to

Thats why I want you to be

For me Monique its only you

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Strangly amused

This life reminds me of a time

Of baseball cards and nickelodian slime

Never to be repeated because its ours

Remember all those imaginary trips to mars

We thought we had a space ship

That dream went by like a cartoon strip

Now we have dreams of bigger things

Like a special fling

Some friendships will fade away

Others will stay okay

But as long as the memories are there

We wont live life in despair

And as long as the slime once oozed

I will continuely be strangely amused

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Cut

Have you ever done it?

A slit in the skin

A small hole now a split

And your blood runs so thin

 

You fight the urge

But you want to see the blood

To see the red surge

But the cut was a dud

 

You missed the good vien

And cut the skin

You cant feel the stinging pain

People tell you its a sin

 

What do they know, you say

They look at you like your a slut

In that sick sort of way

They dont understand your a slave to the cut

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Mine

These poems arnt mine

I may write them

I may present them

But they arnt mine

They are for anyone who likes them

I may say this, and you may belive me

I dont know or care

All I know is enjoy

Please critique but dont be too harsh

What I am saying is,

These poems arnt mine and never will be

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Understand

Does anyone understand

The way I feel

Does anyone know my unforgiving hand

That makes me steal

 

Do you understand

Why people die

Its a question I cant stand

Or help not to wonder why

 

I understand

What makes us live

Its that unbreakable band

So the world doesnt leak like a seive

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

-~-Poems created for people-~-

This Poem Created for My Grandmother--(I hope you are ok up there nanny we all loved you and are glad you are not in pain anymore)

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Joyfull Sorrow

Hoping for the past

But time washed it away

Her memory will always last

But the pain will fade away

 

Her memory will make you laugh

Others will make you cry

But dont frown on her behalf

She would want for your spirits to be high

 

She will always be here

Watching over you

So shed a couple tears

Knowing she always loved each of you

 

Now lets celebrate her happy times

But mourn a little too

Because it can be hard sometimes

But she is watching over you

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

This Poem Created for Psy

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Sorrow

Its a heavy burden

the price you pay

you try to stop the hurtin

as the pain grows day by day

looking in the past

longing for a better time

hoping its not the last

thing to take away the rhyme

it shows with all you do

the game it will take you to

hoping you wont regret

or greive the loss

of the time you met

during this, time moved like moss

but the happyness you borrow

it is overtaken by sorrow

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

This Poem Created for Megan

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Romance

the feeling so great

It sweeps you off your feet

It never comes too late

Your heart nearly skips a beat

 

that special person you want to find

to share that feeling with

your sorrow and sadness is left behind

because you realize this is not a myth

 

They found you first with one look

they swore it felt so right

That they could not explain this feeling in a book

As they take you and hold you tight

 

You think it is true love

Because you found that person at first glance

This feeling as pretty as a white dove

Because the feeling is true romance

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

This Poem Created for Kaitlin

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Life #1

I give to you the life

As you look out into the darkness

The ocean seems so deep

You want to find that certain feeling

But the problem is the rain-washes it away

 

Autumn is here now

As you walk you spy the raven

Looking at the bird you realize

Life is like a black strawberry

Oddly formed and very bitter

 

You sit looking up at the sapphire like moon

You feel that forlorn feeling

You thought you got rid of it

The air seems so sultry now

The heat brings discomfort

 

Time passed quickly months into years

Feeling nothing but ecstasy

It runs through your veins

That same feeling you have known

The feeling of Life and pain

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Life #2

I give it to you again

The life

Its yours now

Its nothing to me

 

This last life was bad

Can you find me a new

I cant take it

Its all falling apart

 

Can you help me

The pieces are everywhere

Slowly fading away

Turning into tears

 

Thats why I want you to have

To take me far away

From this hard and sad

Second Life

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Life #3

People say there is many ways we grow apart

To come through and then leave

By these actions we break many hearts

Not meaning to have people recieve

 

That time is just a waste

Not for living is what others say

But for me its just a small taste

Of how we live each day

 

This is different from the rest

I really dont want to leave

For this life is not a pest

Because i dont have to grieve

 

So dont take me away

Even while people grow apart

For this life I want to stay

As perfect as it was from the start

 

Now I look back on life's 1 and 2

Knowing I will never be heard

But I will keep writing whether false or true

I have reached the one they called the charmed life the Third

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

This Poem Created for Angela

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My Best Friend

To you I can let my feelings unfurl

Let you know about that one girl

With you my time I spend

Angie my best Friend

 

You know you can come to me

In time of sadness or glee

If you fall to you my hand will extend

Because you are my best Friend

 

We are always there for eachother

You as my "sister" and I as your "brother"

Both our problem we try to comprehend

Knowing you are my best Friend

 

Nothing to get in our way

Even though our friendship may fray

We will stick together till the end

You Angie my best Friend

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

This poem is for all those who have lost someone meaningfull to them like a friend or a grandparent

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Tears

This water runs down my cheek

Every time i try to speek

Always when i feel your presence

Remembering your unforgetable essence

Saying nothing about the pain

or how...

Time moves slowly

Eventually i will not feel lonley

A place where I feel whole

Remembering the time you stole

Saying nothing about the pain

or the...

TEARS

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

~~Old Poems~~

Another Day

sent away

to be read another day

thoughts on paper

always seemed safer

no peeping eyes

not a single lie

just a letter

ment to make all better

but in time lost its way

but here it will stay

not to be thrown away

but to be read, another day

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Time to be read

it was sent away

but now time to be read

brought back to the desk

the heart put to the test

do the words reflect what you said

or just what you ment

thats why it was sent

it did make all better

a simple not planed out letter

now i dont need it

so i seel it up

and send it away

for another person to say

now its time to be read

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Melancholy

Overtaken by the sadness

It swells in my heart

The beats are driving me to madness

It may seem like nothing to you at the start

But you will feel it too

Everything will take you down

To the point where the sadness will stew

Untill you only wear a frown

The poeple you pass stare and wonder

Why you are not so jolly

You tell them because your heart has been asunder

That is why you are so Melancholy

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Driving

Its Saturday agian

Time to go for a spin

The V8 calls

Outside the houses walls

wanting to drive

knowing its been deprived

of the fast pased road

now knowing what its owed

So you open the door

Just to put the pedel to the floor

but first you trun the key

to set the V8 engine free

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Perfection

something so far away

we try to achieve everyday

what most want to be

the obsession we feed

not able to become

we wont stop until its done

the image we try to obtain

slipping slowly down the drain

its such a deception

the idea of perfection

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

clouds

hidding away in the sky

now just learning to fly

sleeping on a cloud

no noise to make it loud

happy with the solitude

living with a carefree mood

finding a place to hide away

to get away from the everyday

by the freedom you are wowed

floating on a silver cloud

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Fire

A single piece of wood

fuels the only light

lights all it could

under the starry night

keeps you warm

until it dies out

A signal in the storm

to help you find your way about

stays lit until you tire

the wood that fuels the fire

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

enjoi

it will take you to

just make the wrong decision

and you will always be blue

because you didnt see the vision

of the life you could of had

if you took the better path

now you are all sad

so you never ever laugh

you just sit and try to figure out

never second guessing

what got you in this rout

so you just count your blessings

so be thankful for life even if its not fun

you only get one

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

sleep

close your eyes

everything passes by

seeing black

laid back

going far away

but not to stay

just a small time

for you to unwined

needing the rest

for all of lifes tests

just a bad dream

no need to scream

you dont have to weep

just go to sleep

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Speed

never stopping

always going

continuous

faster...

faster...

blur

rush

halt

cant stop

no brakes

never looking back

just ahead

embrassing the...

Speed

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Wasted

sitting here

looking around

trying to find myself

look in front and behind

never looking inside

noticing i am slipping away

trying to hold on to the walls

that show the future past and everyting

but really i am acctually

just agian by life

Wasted

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   



TIME

Tick…Tick…Tick…

Slowly ageing

Going so fast

Not knowing when to stop

It is everywhere

No where to run

A cruel keeper

Known by the name of

Tick…Tick…Tick…Tock…

Of Time

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~      

---Other Poems---

A Bullet For Ray

He was just a young boy

Outside in the yard

Just playing with a toy

not knowing his life will soon be scared

 

He suffers now from the loss

His parents all dead

His life has been played like a game of lacross

One bullet to his mothers head

 

Wanting revenge for the death

So he tracks down the murderer

Everyone on his list breaths their last breath

As he fights for his revenge

 

With one bullet

He figures he killed the one

As he drinks from a blood filled goblet

He finds he has killed his mothers son

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

My Black Angel (it looks crappy)

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I am trying a different type of poetry with this poem so please tell me what you think.

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Black Angel #2 Her Begining

She is still a young girl

But her life has already been chosen

She cant go and see the world

For all her dreams have been frozen

 

She holds no pain or remorse

For the scars and cuts are there

Now Bleeding is her only course

While all the other angels simply stare

 

Her life takes her to a lonely place

Where all the fallen Angels go

While she looks around she finds no trace

Of the people and Angels here below

 

She says she will one day return

For that place in the sky holds her dreams

But until then, for that place she will forever yearn

Wanting to go back by all means

 

She now starts down a new path

Walking this long road she sees

A wise man carrying a black staff

 

The words he repeats are such sorrow she believes

Because she knows the words he speaks

 

She tells him they are of the Black Angel and then she weeps

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Black Angel

Taken away

Never wanting to stay

Its now the time to cry

And for her wings to take her high

 

Her wings make her cry

But she loves to fly

Her problem she faces

Her wings are black aces

 

Her body so beautiful

Her black soul so dutiful

Covered in black

Not wanting to go back

 

She flies into the sun

Taking that forgetful gun

Her darkness is painful

For she is now the Black Angel

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Black Angel#3 Her Struggle

Being the black angel is overwhelming

With all her light fading away

Now the darkness has chosen her as their helm

To take them and not lead them astray

 

Her Struggle is within

That struggle is in her heart

Aggrivating her like a pin in her skin

She wants it to leave, to depart

 

She wont get rid of it as long as she lives

So her life she feels is expendable

From that pin in her heart she leaks like a sieve

So she grabs old Mr. dependable

 

Her life will be ended with one pull

That finger trembles on the trigger

Then a small voice says dont be a fool

So she loses that spur of the moment vigor

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

Black Angel#4 Her savior

Her life was geting hard

Until her savior came along

Her wings were getting even more chared

Until he sang his special song

 

He took her hand

Taking the gun from her

Trying to make her understand

That she is what he always will prefer

 

By saying this she was filled with glee

So these words she will revel

Knowing he will never leave

Because he is the white devil

 

In her life she feels complete

Now not needing to adjust her behavior

For her life will never repeat

Because the white devil is her savior

~Christopher Douglas De Brocky~

   

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