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The Shades Of My Eyes

The Shades Of My Eyes

Emerald:
Treading along a path of healing
Within an aura of rejuvenation

Restore the strongest force of life
Renew these weakening limits of mine

Devotion has no means to an end
There is only hope and strength to be lent
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Azure:
Just like the void called the sky
Even the clouds don't hinder sight

A storm could be brewing
And lightning could be striking

But there is no fear dwelling
Only a calm, tranquil feeling
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Violet:
A rarity itself
An enigma that stands out

A peace that transcends
An energy that ascends

A strong person who is still only human
An outcome of living within the moment
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Gold:

PerfectionPerfection.

She lodges her fingers down her throat.

Clasping onto the wall as she recklessly chokes.

She reinserts her fingers back in forcibly.

Deliriously trying to make her body thinner.

She swoons and slumps to the floor nauseously

As she attempts to regurgitate her dinner.

Her throat aches as she screeches out coarsely,

With her hand covering the image in the mirror.

Her head now rests on the on the rim of the toilet seat.

She wants to eat but she just has not got in her.

She desperately begins to scream out inaudibly.

Her mouth now tastes of something pulpy and bitter.

She examines the red color of the fluid cautiously.

Re

Blue Smocking in the True Essence of Time"You have no idea what time is going to do to you."
The girl was certainly no older than me, certainly. In fact, she looked at least ten years younger than me, and her dark blue, smock-like top the drugstore chain made her wear at the register made her look even younger and more childish.
If I allowed myself a moment of superficiality right then, I would have said there was nothing special about her: not her hair style, not her face, not her body, not her smile, not her eyes or even the tone of her voice. In fact, there was something slightly non-pleasing about all those elements of her, but I couldn't quite put my finger on exactly why. Maybe everything about her was just a little "off' by the world's standard of what was beautiful and what wasn't. Regardless of that, though, I realized that at 2:00am, when I was the only customer in the store full of everything a person could need at 2:00am, it was an odd thing for her to say to me as I walked in and passed the che

Starless NightMurky sky, why do you hide the stars from me
Why must you coat the sky in inky blackness, smudging out those diamonds of the night
Let me see the constellations, oh so dear to me
Give me back the starry sky that lets me remember so much
Let me have my first stars wish, that i do so desire
Bring back my midnight delight, a sky gilded and wrought with light
The city sky, chocked and mired in mans fetid breath
The country night, the air still smells of peace as the winds of man war has not yet reached it, leaving the sky still filled with glittering wants
The suburban sky, here man battles with nature, his death dealing fumes slowly chok

The days have filled you with hours
Hours of immensely
Raging boredom
Parents have filled you with lame safety and sticky demands
Teachers have filled your brain with facts you will never need
Your boss have filled you with rejections of your confidence
Threats
Fear
Yourself
You've just turned 18
And have filled your brain with booze and noise.
So listen when you feel your heart skip a beat…

Girl and BoyGirl and Boy

Everything that exists in the world
is precious to me
is favorable for my taste

Black or white
Cold or hot
Girl or boy

Diversity does not scare me
quite on the contrary
turns me on

The pleasure of discovery
a new body on space
a new proposal of redemption
involves me in perfection of the hours

I did not arrive until here
hiding my preferences
or refusing my influences

I did not arrive until here
fearing criticism
or awaiting acceptance

My mind is my universe
and my truth only belongs to me

So

The thorns of my roses
can only hurt to myself

But despite all the controversies
despite all useless polemic
the

WingsPain sears across my back, splitting me in two, both screaming, both laughing
"SOMETHING IS GROWING, SOMETHING IS HURTING" one screams, raking his nails across my shoulders, leaving bloody furrows across my skin
"yes, something wonderful, something that lives" the other cried in elation,tentatively reaching he hands behind his head, reaching for the new flesh, caressing it gently
" CUT IT OFF, IT HURST SO BAD" one screeched, his nails growing into claws, canines lengthening into wicked fangs
"no, let it grow, let it thrive" the other cooed, his skin glowing a ghostly pale and his eyes turning into burning white stars
" I WANT IT GONE, I

Dust BunnyOnce upon a time
According to what they said
Was a little dust bunny
Who wished he was dead

He used to venture out into the world
With the lights in his eyes
And the happiness he had found
Is the current reason he cries

He had found a female dust bunny
On that fateful day
They used to make each other hearts
Out of paper that was thrown away

But then his bunny left him
To make paper hearts with someone else
She left the little dust bunny
Laying, abandoned on a shelf

He used to dream about the past
And used to fantasize of what would come
He wanted another chance
With his certain someone

He used to wish she'd come back
But knew she'd neve

Orion's Gift"Orion's Gift"

Its so surreal to feel the stars at night
And know those you care about are looking at that same sky
Wondering if they are thinking about you
The same way you think about them too
Reliving memories as they occur in your mind
While moving forward through the passage of time
Its tough to muster the idea of never speaking to them again
And the bonds that were formed have ended up in vein
And yet we wonder if they are still alive
And if old relationships can ever be revived
The ghosts of people every night I mourn for
Like those families who lost their sons in brutal wars
They still exist out there somewhere in the pr

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Am I a monster?by =Shadowsoflosthope

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Urban & Spoken Word

©2012-2013 =Shadowsoflosthope

The awesome cover image my ~IsaiahStephens Alright i wan't to do a poem from a villian's view and here it is

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*roselynedwards Nov 26, 2012 Student Writer

yes you are a monster... selfish and cold.
Great poem, it really effected me.

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*thelanyi Nov 25, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

I love this.

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~sakura-86 Nov 21, 2012

Interesting... This got me to really think our world's "monsters". Are they monsters? No...yes...yes? *still thinking*

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Mood: Sadness

~thepigwild Nov 20, 2012

why?

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=Shadowsoflosthope Nov 20, 2012

why what?

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Mood: Love

~ArcMaelstrom Nov 20, 2012 Hobbyist Artist

So true.. So true...We walk the path of darkness so that others may be covered in the light.

This is beuatifully written... I love it!

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~Tsukiee Nov 20, 2012

Really nice ^^

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Mood: Wow!

~pswdplz Nov 20, 2012 Hobbyist

wow so beautiful
alot of meaning and it really attracts peoples attention
<3 love it

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~HelixHartgrove Nov 19, 2012

I like this, and no, I don't think the speaker is a monster.

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