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Love EquilibriumThey say hate can kill,
But maybe love can as well?
If you were so enthralled with lust,
Would you hurt those,
Who turned your heart to dust?

They say hate does you no good,
But perhaps love never really could?
If you were touched by happiness,
Would you defend those,
Who showed you heaven no less?

They say hate will die,
But surely they know love can lie?
If you were haunted by fear,
Would you seek those,
Who helped you each and every year?

Bleeding DeepSilver steel of the blade,
Is all my flesh can feel.
My tortured soul is an entity,
That can no longer be saved:
See the flow of poisonous pity.

Emerald edge of the knife,
Slices me away from a painful life.
I am without regret,
That much I can deny:
See the rush of memories to forget.

Crimson cuts on my skin,
But is this roulette a reason to win?
Am I without feeling or remorse,
That is something I can't say:
See the purge of constricting curse.

Lost In My MindLost within my own mind,
Through the valley of hell,
Do I wander with eyes so blind.
In the depths of despair I hear,
The pain of so many who fell.

Lost within my own mind,
Trespassing on that desert called death,
Do I imagine ghosts of a sinister kind.
Opaque omens I disturb in fear,
With hollow voices of icy breath.

Lost within my own mind,
Swimming down that river of rage,
Do I sense wickedness on the wind.
A demonic destiny I know so dear,
Would captivate me in that clairvoyant cage.

The Pain WithinLet go of your hate,
Your revenge can wait.
Whoever did you wrong,
Can never know the hurt,
That made you strong.

You know it's a part,
Of you're aching heart.
Whoever broke your smile,
Can never understand the pain,
That turned you vile.

Don't give up on love,
Though you'll feel rough.
Whoever killed your hope,
Can never believe the longing,
That more you cope.

Lie to MeLie to me,
Tell me no truth,
this heart is cracked enough,
It's broken and scarred,
blood's seeping through,
the last truth was enough.

Lie to me,
Make this heart smile,
Watch it lest it frown,
Selfish expressions
of love and war,
Might send it spiraling down.

Lie to me,
Let your lips wander,
stray from words that hurt.
Leave my brain to ponder,
Useless ideas floating everywhere,
Useless, crazy ideas.

Lie to me,
Tell me you love me,
Tell me that you care.
Then watch your lies
nibble at my soul,
watch them throw me to despair.

In The ShadowsLiving in the shadows of your smile,
I would crawl for just one mile,
To make sure you never cried.
Acid rain falls from arid air,
As I realise you are no longer there.

Living in the shadows of your sight,
I would wait for just one night,
To say that I never lied.
Rainbow sleet falls on your fiery face,
And you tell me to know my place.

Living in the shadows of your sighs,
I would hide you from the lies,
To protect the truth denied.
Crystalline hail falls all round my head,
As sun shines on our hearts that bled.

The Black RoseIn between such delicate fingertips;
She holds the blackest of roses,
And the dark petals brush her lips.
Her sombre shadow across her face,
Describes the bleakest of life's loses.

Such sweet scent floating in the air;
She breathes in the aroma of the black rose,
That scarlet stem entwines in her raven hair.
Her enchanting eyes are but a glaze,
Those wells of happiness have all but froze.

Thorns of iron dig into her soft skin;
She screams from the pain of that bloody rose,
With it's intoxication of simplistic sin.
Her haunting presence brings haste,
To a silence of a death nearing close.

Journey To HellPart I:Suicide
This is a tale,
Of a journey to hell.
Where angels will fall,
And demons just yell,
Of a mortal who could only fail.

See that mourning mortal up above,
Who is so madly but,
So sadly in love.
Pain swirls in his grim gut,
As she turns and walks out.

See that miserable mortal in tears,
Who waited and waited,
For so many of his tragic years.
Was he meant to have been hated,
Even when he knew nothing of her fears.

See that meek mortal with a gun,
Who's so forlorn with woe,
That he's drained off all the fun.
Hear his bleak blood flow,
As he shoots. Bang! And falls down.

Now that fool is dead,
With a blunt bulle

Falling          With just a touch,
           a gentle pressure,
            a fingertip to your skin,
             making me smile;
              making my heart
               explode

GrinningThis beautiful silence,
Eradicate emptiness.
This strange sensation,
It swirls.
My trembling arms,
My wavering knees,
The grin on my lips,
You're to blame
for all of it.
The fault of your arms,
The fault of your grin,
The fault of you.
Oh, that grin,
When it grins,
I become so weak.
Powerlessness to resistance.
And you can tempt me,
And you can sway me,
And I'll go with the breeze,
as it whispers it's soft breath,
through my hair,
and into my lips,
and into me.
And I'll continue to grin,
as your sultry eyes pierce
every
single
inch
of my
being.
I can only pray,
that you will grace me
with your own
grin
or

ImpurityA girl on a swing,
laughing,
smiling,
happy.
A boy in tow,
laughing,
smiling,
happy.
A happy friendship,
closer than any,
and suddenly a change.
A change for the worse,
and everything's spinning;
spinning slowly downward.
And I didn't ignore you,
I promise I didn't,
I was tired,
and cranky,
and wanted to go.
A silent argument,
on a car ride home,
my mind laid out on the seat.
And your dirty hands,
muddled and impure,
they rearranged my thoughts.
Suddenly,
they spell out your name.
A regretful utterance,
a slap in the face,
and now we've not spoken in months.
And I am the one to apologize,
for having emotions,

FlamesA selfless act
of righteousness,
you're far too kind,
for all world's eyes.
You're slipping fast
into a terrible place,
unhappy, and broken,
and torn to shreds,
categorized by your
lovely nature.
Make yourself happy,
do you a favor,
and take the garbage out.
Rid yourself
of invalid emotions,
set your body free.
You'll find love and happiness,
where it's meant to be.
Memories are a fantastic thing,
they make the world go round,
but they're memories,
memorized,
things of old,
and they're something meant to be seen.
Not touched.
Or smelled.
Or held in your arms,
my dear I love you, so,
I hope you'll do what's ri

I Love You a LittleIt's a magnificent thing.

Like a flower fresh in bloom,
Or men freed from subtle doom,
Vagrant emotions,
Ever fresh and foreign.

Yes it's true,
Out of darkness, it seems,
Ultimate feelings for you.

Another cut, another bruise

Like an ever fragile doll,
I have a heart fabricated of glass.
Take care lest you drop it,
The sound of shattering is intolerable.
Little room left for another casualty,
End it well or not at all.

Multum In ParvoDo you know anyone,
Who would walk that extra mile,
Just to see if you would smile?
And now you wait alone,
Sitting eagerly by the telephone.

Do you know anyone,
Who would hold your hand,
When no other will in this arctic land?
Yet you should have known,
That trust is not a face eagerly shown.

Do you know anyone,
Who would give up everything,
Just to listen to you sing?
Though I can think of no one,
Who enchants with a sweeter tone.

The SplitYou slammed the door;
I fell down to my knees,
Straight to the floor.
I asked you please:
Love me like you used to.

You spat abuse in my face;
I took it in my stride,
Maybe it's just a phase?
Even though it hurt inside:
I'll still want to be by your side.

You told me: we're done;
I became to you a ghost,
Listening to the world in monotone.
I asked at what cost:
Do I have to make up for what we lost?

You broke my heart;
I never meant you harm,
Why don't we just restart?
Once you loved my charm:
But now your hatred pierces me like a dart.

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The Shadow of the CrowSee that shadow in the snow,
Black silhouette on velvet white,
Do I see the crow.
Wandering the streets of the night,
With macabre majesty does he turn to bow.

Look up and see that shadow soar,
Luminous presence in that bleak mist,
Do I hear the crow.
Flying over me with acrobatic twist,
With gleeful grace only he could show.

Touch that shadow that you know,
Silken feathers bristle from touch,
Do I feel the crow.
Relaxing in my presence as such,
With erudite eyes that can only know.

Call To ArmsThe call to arms to war,
Was all that I could hear.
We journeyed far under the stars,
And I could hear the enemy marching near,
Footsteps of fury mixed with fear.

The call to arms to play,
Was all that we could do.
We crossed devastations of the day,
And all we see is the metal on the road,
Trawling in terror like the toad.

The call to arms to destroy,
Was that they could embrace.
They fought us hard like bitter boys,
And all they did was scratch my fleshless face,
I am Death: the harbinger of this dying race.

Man In The MoonBlame it on the man in the moon;
Who should be home,
To witness this tragedy of mine,
Before the break of nightmare noon.
How are you? Did you think I'm fine?

Blame it on the man in the moon;
He never did really care,
From denials of lies I've been told,
After all he'll be here very soon.
Who are you? Did you think I'm cold?

Blame it on the man in the moon;
Are you a fracture of my mind,
From all these pieces of insanity,
Just don't forget you caused this ruin.
Where are you? Did you think of me in pity?

RequiemWould you think of me as unkind?
Because I hid behind,
All the truths that became lies?
I think I know me,
Yet I don't know what I can be.

Would you think of me as mad?
Because I've become sad,
From all those prying eyes?
I think I ought to dream,
Yet I can only sulk and scream.

Would you think of me as a man?
Who could do all he can,
Just to see if it all dies?
I think I might fly,
Yet all that rain is the tears I cry.

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In The Abyss

by ~NemoX7, Jan 17, 2012, 4:39:51 AM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

In this abyss of darkness I dwell,
And to me it's worse than living hell.
Pursued by pictures of the past,
I'm haunted by the hate I harbour,
For memories that will forever last.

In this abyss of darkness I reside,
Though I won't run and I won't hide.
Disturbed by distractions of the day,
I'm forlorn by the future I fear,
But wisdom is a virtue they say.

In this abyss of darkness I live,
It's a place only I can survive.
Subjugated by souls of sadness,
I'm restricted by the regret I relay,
On thoughts of foolish madness.

In The Abyssby ~NemoX7

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

This was inspired by a comment left by

. Internet on laptop is ddown again, so have to make do submitting poems via my blackberry. I'll try and see if I can use one of my local library's computers, especially for the maintenance of my fledgling group.

~cristalia09usagi Jan 25, 2012 Student Writer

This deviation has been chosen to be in this month's top 10. Congratulations. Refer to Poets and Madness's latest journal to understand completely. Thank you for you submissions.
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~NemoX7 Jan 26, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Blimey... Another, now this is just great to hear.

~cristalia09usagi Jan 28, 2012 Student Writer

I suppose it is :3

!Elle-Julianna Jan 18, 2012

Thank you MagnaDemonLord90

and I adore this poem because you can so easily relate to it. Hope you will manage to get your laptop working again, take care ^.^

~NemoX7 Jan 21, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks for your kind words. Laptop still not working, having to make do using my blackberry as well as an hour on one of my local library's computers. If ever bored you're always welcome to check out my gallery. Feedback is always appreciated.

~unforgivenlife Jan 17, 2012

it very sad but quite beautiful.

~NemoX7 Jan 21, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks, my aim was to write something that was as you put sad, but beautiful at the same time. I thought maybe a haunting spect came to my mind while I wrote it. But it's been a couple of days now since I wrote it, and I was severely depressed at the time of writing.

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