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Caged HeartAnother wound to my heart Another tear unshed These walls more like a prison Than a welcoming home The cloth of the yearsCaged Heart
Shorn and folded Forgotten in a corner of my mind Lose of focus causes pain Pain causes a loss of focus and pain I know A heart wrapped in thorns Covered in scars knows the truth To care for the world is pain and in that infinite sorrow truth is born Wrapped in those painful coils The heart can scarcely beat The coil was once protection Now a prison
A caged heart feels the separation From god, love, and frien
by ~Astrity2005
Scars with a storyI never dream anymore I only have dreams of dead bodies Of walking waist deep in water Of coughing up blood from the mold growing in my lungs Of throwing peoples entire lives into the street just to search for one last remanant of their lives I think of the things I have doneScars with a story
I cry.... I can't feel pride in what I did
I did the best I could but still it was not enough From New Orleans to Galveston my work has taken me From Camp Premier to Camp Algiers to Camp Hope I was on the body search teams in New Orleans I worked FEMA and Red Cross in Houston and Galvest
by ~Astrity2005
The Search of the ResearcherAs I walk these noiseless hallsThe Search of the Researcher
my restlessness enthralled In search of truth circumspect Pure thoughts obscured My reality intermingled with
Listless thoughts of pure fantasy I lose focus of the truth I seek My mind is as restless as my body Jumping and soaring through infinite planes Equations and theorems teeming with inadequacies Flights of fancy dashed by grim and unshakable doctrines The thoughts of Einstein once enamored Now become ghouls to eat the flesh of my ideas I wander these noiseless halls mindlessly searching Indeed clutching at the slightest
by ~Astrity2005
Alone in a roomAs I sit in this room the door is lockedAlone in a room
I lost the key somewhere
As I sit in this room
My mind begins to wander Over triumphs Over failings Over memories Over dreams As I sit in this room
My scars itch a little Again I remember I sit in this room
Alone
afraid
Terrified of the world outside these walls I have seen the effects of nature
I have seen the effects of guns in the hands of children I have seen the effects of human nature I sit in this room alone
But yet I hear crying Its not until the tears hit the p
by ~Astrity2005
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| Hey I am Damon, A lot of people call me Demon... I don't know why. these are my Poems that I created when I had free time during work or school. I am trying to join the military but I have to lose a few pounds first... Its annoying since I'm not really that fat.... Anyway about the Poems, In my Authors note I try to explain what they are about, and what they mean to me, if I am unclear about anything, or you just want to talk about some of my work, just message me. I may not answer right away but I promise to at least respond when I get an opportunity. Thanks and enjoy. |
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- Current Residence: Paris Texas
- Interests: Uh I'll tell ya if your really interested
- Favourite movie: any anime action and adventure some romance sometimes comedies of course and horror
- Favourite band or musician: Rock all the way Alt- Classic it never goes outta style
- Favourite genre of music: heh see above
- Favourite artist: Boris Vallejo
- Favourite poet or writer: Poe, Robert Jordan, Piers Anthony
- Favourite style of art: poetry mainly but really any kind of art that truly conveys a message I can totally understand
- Skin of choice: uhhhhhh..... the one I was born with is working right now but hey I'll let ya know
- Favourite game: people have those? Clue maybe cause I am not gonna pick and choose through my video games
- Favourite gaming platform: Xbox 360
- Personal Quote: Hate is all around us, but its fickle twin Love, is never where it wants or ought to be.
- Tools of the Trade: ink pen and paper then typewriter then computer. Yes I own a typewriter and yes I use it.
- Email: DJDarkAngel87@aol.com
- AIM: DJDarkAngel87
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I don't want to be the product of my environment, I want my environment to be a product of me.
Look into my eyes I have seen such shit as to make you think I was lying to you.
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be critical
I love to hear; what i can do better
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if you want to surive, you can only trust yourself
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please take a look at my gallery [link]
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