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the scars on your shouldersthe scars on your shoulders
are braille to me, so that i
can read your skin, so that i
can know you better.

i like to listen to your heartbeat
and how it resounds differently
from mine, just so beautifully
like two songs played in tandem
to harmonise in rounds;

i like to hold your hands
and rub your back
so that maybe my love
can find its way through your pores
and seep into your blood
(never can i find the right words
to tell you just the way you feel to me)

and to think that and how i nearly missed you
makes me miss you more
every minute and mile we spend
elsewhere.
i can't sleep with another body
in my bed,
but sleeping without you
leav

PocketLeftover religion in the pocket
Of my trenchcoat
A key that unlocks nothing
A penny, a scrap of paper
With half of your name
Written in black ink

A song that is usually in my head
In the shriveled carcass
Of a long-dead dream
In the pocket
Of my trenchcoat
With the lint

we are not a fairytalewe are not a fairytale.

I am not the strong lead with a heart of fire,
bones of steel, and eyes of vapid curiosity;
motivation seeping through
my every last intended action because
I was written this way

(the heroine falls only to rise again:
proverbial phoenix, burning out
because it is the cycle of my
life) and you, you are not

the beautiful travesty, perfectly composed
to strike me where I’m weak and
[almost]human, delicately woven
like the tapestry of my dismantling—
a subtle irony where somewhere, a writer
chuckles softly, understanding

we are blinder than church mice, born
in a makeshift world of darkness where
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Onceyour beauty lies restless behind those
hills, where you fought valiantly. and
the man you once were was brave and kind,
but now you are possessed by a passenger
of darkness, whispering words of your
loneliness.

the man you once were is forgotten, and
the man you are today, is only a ghost, a
shadow, of what you were before.

SurelyIt was raining
when we kissed for the first time,
for the last time.

Thin rivulets
sunk into the shrunken space
between our bodies
and divided us
like nothing could before,
like everything will
from now
until that never again
when we will
see each other once more,
no more.

Your eyes were
that bewitching shade
of dull brown blue
with all of the light darkness
whirling
in a placid pond
around a pupil
overflowing with vacancy,
and me
and my frowning smile.

The winter heat
fell like a rising tide
and,
for our every breath
was another death
so black and full of life --
embracing our boiled ice skin
as we drew apart,
came together and broke free

Condemnedbeneath the beaten earth they lay,
their dreams condemned to ashes,
and our restless bodies stretch,
for forgiveness, for direction –

survivors of the abyss,
amidst wide-eye, silent soldiers –
so many dead, so many maimed,

how many graves are we standing on, today?

Life, Death And A Pork Chop SandwichAll tangled up, hard to breathe
This steel cloud day that swirls
With heat and pounding hammers
I shake in my boots and cough up
Blood, rust and damaged flesh
Waiting for the second coming
Maybe next time around there'll be
Some chance for more than this

A twisted barbed wire halo
Wrapped tight around my skull
Blinding white light aura
Swarming with flies I'm flying
To pieces, thousands of shards
Cannot be brought back together
But I will remember the summer
Of my first Chevrolet in each bit

Gleaming bits of glass in the desert
Each reflecting a different moment
Still, now, enduring until the waves
Of a new ocean sweep them away
No pain

FossilizedLiving proof of fossils alive,
and no horseshoe-crab am I.

Nor, inhabitable harsh compression of plates,
residing under humid marsh-scapes.

I mold into the walls, as chalky old coal.
But I am no mineral, no era.
I am not, Mesozoic.

Through the ages
Iron
Bronze
silver, gold and heroic.

I remain a still-life; and no Iduna's apples would retain my youth
No magic fountains, or time devices, or wrist watches.
I am the machine of time.
The watcher, omnipotent, the wise.

But

no God am I

Somewhere, sweet tangy sap trolleys down cracked bark.
Somewhere, celestial bodies erupt unseen.
Somewhere, a abrupt breeze blows overturned bi-cycle tire

SisterSister

A sister is like a soul mate;
Someone who is always there
to guide me through fate.

A sister is,
a part of childhood that I cannot erase;
A sister like you,
is one that I would never replace
because you always know how to
put a smile on my face.

I know I can depend on you
to always be there for me;
This is one hundred percent guaranteed!

I've had great memories with you
in the past;
and I hope there are many more
to come,
in the future.

Puppet My tears fall,

like invisible

diamonds.

My heart beats,

like soundless

drums.

Unwanted,

because of the

strings attached.

bookworm“there is no such thing
as reading too much.”
that is what I tell you
when you insist

that there is some danger of
becoming lost in the stuff—
mistaking seriphs for serpents,

swallowing a story so whole
that its hook
sticks in my throat.

“there is no such thing
as reading too much”
I tell you, boldfaced,
surrounded by snakes
with a line through my lip.

HorsepowerHorsepower

There’s a knife turnin in my soft parts
And heat burnin my mind on hard starts
The motors runnin but I lost the wheel
Just want it to be numb don’t wanna feel
Take two steps back and put it in park
Before I leave scarred up black marks
I need a u-turn on this highway
But can’t go back on the by-way
So look ahead, the pavement goes on
Break the rear-view mirror it’s gone
Contemplate
Reiterate
Put it in drive
And say goodbye
Let’s see how fast this bitch can fly

-Cygam7

nightmarethe foxes are at your bedside and singing--
feversongs,
songs of boiling thoughts
and broken muscles.
their lullabyes.
they sneak so quiet, and
somehow,
you can't quite
dream
anymore.

Lost In ConfusionMy mind is spinning without a rest
emotions whirl and twirl around
A merry-go-round gaining speed
Until the world blurrs before my eyes
What's happening? What's going on?

The simplest thought slips away
Right from my mind, fading so fast
Trying to focus, I stare and stare
Until my eyes are heavy and unclear.
I don't understand, what is going on...

Emotions rise and fall again
Within the blink of an eye
I'm crying, laughing, and depressed
A rollercoaster ride that never ends
Am I losing my mind in this ?

I try to close my eyes and rest
But the world spins me around
I feel like I am failing this test
Voices and noisies echo in my min

Here and There, Now and ThenBurnt umber dawn, swaying electric trees
Thousands of souls chant in the summer wind
Journals of the dead are read by schoolchildren
They awake shaking someone else's dreams from their heads

Static electricity on the nape of your neck
In the television, on your phone, in your dinner
The calling of a murder of crows from the trees
You remember the view from the hospital room window

A smorgasbord of life and limb, death and decay
The antiseptic smell has an undercoating of rot and dirt
Talismans won't work any more than prayers and candles
Soldiers still fight lost wars, glory in the faded night

Tall fences are built to keep the worlds separ

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His speech begins to burn,
This sensation all around
With every shift and turn

High above the moon crescent
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And cries a hunter's howl,
With his cry comes his lust
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Illuminate the sable chills
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The thrill removes the ligature from our optics

Romulus and RemusThe children's pleading cry
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Floating far and near

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But the she-wolf stepped forth
So they wouldn't be alone

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Myself is the shade
From dawn to dusk
In shadows I wade

Where my eyes watch
The paradise grows
But from where I stand
Nobody knows

My fangs milky white
Breath slowing still
Clicks of my claws
Give bone-numbing chills

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The one of black skin
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Your chances are slim

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Frothing into the mind
Eradicating any thoughts of truth
Or trust
Away from concentration
For a while things mend together
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Into the innocent ears
Then all is at a pleasurable peace
Until a jolt of discomfort intrudes
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Rolling in as a wave
Then crashing down onto the scars
Splitting them open into intoxicating air
Letting them burn while
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Almost MotionlessThe music has stopped
Rhythm no longer complemented by rhyme
Quiet nothings of whispers
And the soft hum of the computers engine
Soothes my drums for the short time
While everything here is mine

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Where I acknowledge all
Nothing surpasses my eyes, ears, nose
As the vibe slows to a calm still
While I wait and wait more for the music to ring
Yet silence is there, lingering

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Here on my body, almost motionless upon my bed
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Be Welcomed Unseen Artists

by ~Kahea-wolfess, Jun 10, 2006, 3:10:50 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

Entering a new place
Wondering if you’ll be excepted
Or just cast away in a shadow
That leads to another room

Messages emerge out of nothing
Right before your eyes as you gaze at the screen
Grey swirls of words, meaningless and meaningful
Attract your wondering eyes

Everyone is different here
Just like you
Wanting to be noticed,
To be watched
To be known in our world
Yet they are not
No matter how many times they attempt it

So take the hands of the many
Of the friends of this place
We want to see the unseen
The unseen artists of the world

Feel welcome here and show us your all!
And we’ll show you our own
We shall not shun you forth
But draw you into the warmth

Be Welcomed Unseen Artistsby ~Kahea-wolfess

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

©2006-2013 ~Kahea-wolfess

Well this is kinda about the chat at

and it's for the club itself. I just began to think about how this place is so nice and amazing to let the unseen be seen... And thus this escaped my mind.

~xilamne Mar 17, 2010

first stanza, second line "excepted" should be "accepted".

A good bit though. Well written, and much appreciated

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#UnseenArtists Jun 16, 2006

This is a beautiful poem! Thank you so much ^__^

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~Otakuwolf Jun 11, 2006 Hobbyist Digital Artist

Original the idea about a poetry for a club... I'm shure oneday you'll recive a ton of watches and wiews

!!!

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~BeyondEarth Jun 10, 2006

Thank you very much, this is wonderful. Otaku would be very pleased. Thanks for the great poem, Kahea

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~Kahea-wolfess Jun 10, 2006

Thanks. ^_^

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~Andared Jun 10, 2006

You got it exactly right!

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~Kahea-wolfess Jun 10, 2006

Yeah and I wrote it in under ten mins.. XD I was hoping I got it right.

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