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POETRY

Welcome to this page of poetry. All you see here are original. If you would like to add one of your own please email me and I will post it here along with credit to the author. Thanks for stopping by and I hope you enjoy!!

THE GIVER OF HUGS

always there to lend an ear
taking on problems year after year
lends his shoulder,he always does
the faceless man,the giver of hugs

not a soul, who really knows
he is sought, as he comes and goes
the clown,the poet,the really nice guy
but whom does he go to and cry?

faceless names,all in a maze
grapple with life,as if a phase
still they seek the giver of hugs
he sits with heavy heart and shrugs

when is it my turn,he asks himself
staring at tattered pictures on the shelf
I cry alone,where were you?
buried in his thoughts,save the few

the faceless names,all call at once
their needs overwelm the giver of hugs
his glass half empty,needless to say
he longs to have a happy day


LIES
Oh the lies how they sting the heart
they tear at it and rip it apart
deceipt and dishonor are your name
yet I won't play your little game

never again will you make me cry
the tears of a broken soul
the only thing I do not know
is how on earth,why?

Light fades,shadows creep
along the paled blue sky
I am alone,nothing new
I say my last goodbye

The pale moon sings it's mighty song
I sit and listen for it calls my name
Fireflies dance to an unheard melody
All is the same,all is a shame

Stop it! Please, hurt me no more
My soul has broken,
The lie has spoken
And I close the door


UNTITLED

Once again the heart dies
all we do is sit and cry
And all that was said and done
Really was only meant by one

Mask the hurt,keep it inside
Take it along for the ride
Past the laughter,past the doubt
Turn it all inside out

Look for hope,but none is there
only despair rules the summer air
Groping with demons,present and past
nothing makes sense,nothing can last

Heavy hearts,spill their tears
as they have so many years
wounded and bleeding,see how they fall
ever so needing,yet standing tall

Lend me your shoulder,hold me tight
For I fear I may give up the fight
Tired and weary, where will it end
Once again the spirit bends


BUTTERFLY OF THE MEADOW
The sky calls your name
wondorous colors explode
whispers of clouds fly by
taking time all the same

over the meadow flies the butterfly
flirting from seed to seed
it's breath of a wing dancing
knowing all it needs

Your love makes my heart sing
like a hundred strings in harmony
each and every day they play
making me a king

May I always treasure and love
my butterfly of the meadow
For it is her that makes me whole
And gives me my tomorow's


NET LOVE

written by dimples

night after night we danced our love
until our hearts no more could take
never seeing, never meeting, not so much as a date.

why do we do that to ourselves
play this endless game?
knowing that we'll never meet
knowing our love is all in vain

damn this which we invent
to carry our voice to all,

don't we know our fragile hearts
can't take this painfull fall.

our lives shattered, promises gone
within it's cold silent walls,

love whispers silently fade...

who is hurt..or are we all?


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