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Invisibletake a deep breathe and count to ten .

what just happened ... will never happen again .

your hands start to tremble; the sink is cold .

you tell yourself you are strong; you are bold .

don't look in the mirror and stare .

this isn't right ... this isn't fair .

don't think about it too much, or you'll go insane .

tears and blood make their way down the drain .

what just happened ... to me ?

why do you feel so gross and dirty ?

feeling so worthless and wasted .

so unloved , abandoned, and tasted .

having given them everything, every part .

why did they turn, and break your heart ?

shattering every piece, leave you broken .

every

The EscapistIt is really insomnia
If you're keeping me awake?
Is it the infatuation
That made me start to shake?
Is it so peculiar
If you make me feel brand new?
Is it some kind of obsession
That I have with you?

I watch you when I feel lonely
Is that so wrong?
I think of you when they hurt me
So what if that's all day long?
You make me feel so happy
What if that's all I have?
Should that be taken away
Just because it sounds mad?

Because right now in real life
There's no happily ever after
When I see something I don't like
I can't just skip the chapter
Or quickly press fast forward
On a TV remote control
Real life is but a wound
And you help fill the h

Lucifer and VisitorThe Devil mourned his homeland lost

Upon a stone in exile deep

Beneath the great Earth’s hardened crust

Where fires rage inside the sea

Much too far for father sky

To see the rock where The Devil lie

As he lamented, sullen, weary

Expression that of sorrow true

A Thing appeared, and very clearly

Cracked the gates of Lucifer’s tomb

The grin that danced upon his face

Found hell to be the quaintest place

The thing approached and asked him kindly,

“Why do you mourn your banishment?

All the land above I do see

But I’ve never seen an armament

So well hidden from my mighty eyes

Which see all things as they liv

SanctuarySanctuary
I don't know you enough
To even know your last name
But I do know that you've had it rough
As I have felt the same
But you've suffered more in your distress
Making my past sorrows
Seem nothing more than a jest
Knowing atonement heralds tomorrow
Even so, I know the pain
And the committal to aid
In my heart has lain
Of course, if you desire it made
My heart, I swear, broke
When I heard of your troubled emotions
And the stress driving you to provoke
And this stayed in my notion
Maybe I could give comfort
Make the past easier to overlook
Together, rid of our contorts
And be each other's retreating nooks.

AnimalsWe’re animals, we’re beasts who prey
Upon the weak who fear our stay
Its natural to feast and slay
Their hearts bleed in our jowls

We all wear masks and masquerade
As decent creatures, folks who pray
But deep inside, our demons play
Beneath cowardice cowls

The others claim to know the way
Those neutered, tamed, trained to obey
Condemning us for what we say
Look down at us with scowls

They lock our voices in a cage
Restrictions bind, we’re blind with rage
Liberate yourselves, you slaves
Let free your hungry howls

To the vermin calling me scoundrel
I will not heel, I will not bow
You’ll hear the hatred in my growl
Th

*Tears*Soft rain washes tears
Hard love runs down the drain
Solitary now.

2013 Delice1941
20th May2013

GenderGender was complicated
for me at least.

Unlike the others
it wasn't so black
or white
more like
a very large scale
filled with shades
of confusion.

Male?
Not exactly.

Female?
Not quite.

I wanted the
broad shoulders
that men obtained
by nature. I ached
for the clavicles
that showed whether
you were average
or thin.
I desired the chiseled jaw,
the strong arms
that could make
any girl feel
safe,
the deep voice that
could make her
swoon with
the right words.

However,
I longed for
the graceful walk
that females could master
so naturally.
The soft voice
that could make any man
question his feelings.
I needed the long fingers
that woul

My Lonely LoveWipe off your tears
and hold your head high
get rid of your fears
and heave your biggest sigh
Oh, my lonely love

Alone in a crowded room
Feeling so scared
The shadow of isolation looms
and it feels like they don't care
My lonely love

Remembering the times
when it was just us
Sorrow, with its sweetest rhymes
think of it as you must
My lonely love

Crying alone at night
wondering what you did
hearing them fight
when you were only a kid
my lonely love

Told that you were ugly
that you were not good enough
they will just never see
That they weren't all that tough
my lonely love

When it feels as though your soul is gone
And your heart is broken

Notes and LettersI wrote a note the other day,
And with it shared my feelings.
I've tried to have it other ways,
But they seem to be congealing.

I loved the stars when I was young;
The first word of mine was "light".
Of happy thoughts, I once had none,
But now the world's more bright.

I feel too much frustration,
I need to be more calm.
I drown in hesitation,
Too scared to sing my song.

I never was the kind of child
I wish I could have been.
At times I've been more meek and mild,
But later I learned to sin.

I wonder, sometimes, whose life I'm living,
Whose soul endows this frame.
I blunder, sometimes, when what they give me
Doesn't match my name.

For tho

The LiarWhen I found out the truth
The filthy thing under the bed
I screamed and howled
And learned to hate;

For the truth was biting
Bitter and cold
Like a burning hailstorm
That I wished had never unfold

I kept a secret
Told a lie
I spoke words of hatred
Felt something wilt and die

The world was faux
An unattainable fantasy
Hopes were fed to monsters
In my blood that cried blasphemy

I don't think you knew
Because you'd hate me if you did
To know our common blood was false
Of me, you'd surely rid

So I cut you off first
Then you'd never have the chance
To look under the bed
And pierce me through with a lance

I destroyed you first
So I'd not be

Whence To WhereYou surprise me and confuse me,
And make me love you more.
The brightness may undo me,
The darkness I adore.

There's so much grey,
And so much pain
That brings rejuvenation.
I fall and sink,
But then I blink
Before illumination.

Whence to where is what I asked,
But much is coming clear.
My sadness fading here at last,
And with it all my fears.

You've brought me out,
How can I count
The times you've soothed my soul?
From where I was,
You may become
The star that leads me home.

Light and dark will mold and mix
Till grey is what I see.
A calming sight that seems to fix
What once was wrong with me.

Dear FutureDear future,
Am I merely a voice, left far in the past?
Where the sun once shone
Where I once laughed
Where the rain of my eyes
Poured down on my lap
Turned my face scarlet
And melted my mask

Dear future,
Does the sky still look the same?
Its brilliant blue
Screaming my name
Lending me wings so that I may fly
Pulling my feathers
And watching me die
Heartbroken, and crumpled upon the ground
Breathing faint words
In gasping sounds
Does its beauty still torture me so?
Please, dear future, I yearn to know

Am I merely the words from some distant shore?
Am I a memory, or something more?
Does the snow fall when the sun goes missing
Or does it mere

In tribute to a friendFORGET

To forget a promise made
To forget a heart in pain
To forget a friendship's fade
To forget attempts in vain

To forget the start
To forget the bloody end
To forget what breaks a heart
To forget about about a friend

To forget what you had
To forget what you lost
To forget why she's mad
To forget cruelty's cost

To forget a monster's sins
To forget an artist's layers
To forget the bloody skins
To forget silenced prayers

To forget a line of lies
To forget what most would hide
To forget a horrid cry
To forget who's heart will bide

Please forget
Forget to have known
Forget to have been shown
Forget everything,
You are not alone

ReliefI walked into a web,
When that time our flow and ebb
Made it seem oh so inviting.

But soon my mood was soured
And I soon ran like a coward
After we both started fighting.

And after I escaped,
I accepted natures fate
That we were never meant to be,

You the spider, I the fly.
When the ebb and flow ran dry
It was time to struggle free.

EmptyI don't think I have
anymore feelings to give--
for that, I'm sorry.

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Black space exploding, my imperfect face imploding
into a million skinless Stars, screaming into the
palpable Silence that has been touched less often
than even I have, into the abyss and the blackness
that beckoned me forward I stared, shapes realigned
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RECOLLECTIONS OF AUTUMNMy dreams of you unfurl the scent of Autumn,
the fond recurrence of Sky blue and vanilla
clouds whispering by, crisping into the soft
browns of my eyes that search for you where
gravity no longer exists, the sugar maple leaves
lose their inhibitions and so do I-in my dreams
where the mist rolls in from the lip of a Star,
gently tumbling Eternity in the many sensational
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my Autumn-hushed eyelids, recollections of
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indelicate kiss of the Flame we dared to touch.

Our memory stash we bronzed before we imploded
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sigh of a tether, floating free like a watery cloud
it is here that there's a jellyfish society, seen
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birthright, delicate as the Night, glorious at
touchable sight, jellyfish swim like a delicate
dream of petals in cream, an ethereal splendor like
fairies living underwater, such are the jellyfish
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the Ocean's hearth-like snakes and lizards are on
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Sea, you wait by caverns that trap food to
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CRYSTAL HEART

by ~NocturneJewel, Jan 31, 2012, 12:36:27 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

Through a tousle of cloud and eggshell blue I heard Time
laugh unkind, my life a series of wispy scenes was maimed
by others' cruel jest, my hurt humidified by their crime,
they tried to clog my silence with sound, my spirit untamed.

Through my tender years I encased my heart in a crystal lair
where dreams were tossed with technicolor thoughts, but the bones
of my feelings were too shallow under the Stars-the pain was there
too, pulsing to be seen, blood I spied as I searched for home.

Within my crystal heart many shoreline scars I still wear,
a tattoo of hurt I carry inside where none can see but the breeze
that blows pulverized daydreams from my season of being scared,
but no more will I be the lost abstraction for others to tease.

Sometimes anger leaves me half-baked, my tears freshly bled
as I swell and seethe, searching for someone to hear my plea,
to unfurl the rhymes from my seams into a poem, a tangible tread
my spirit must reach, at last this crystal heart is free.

Staring into the horizon my eyes uncover the lies I had heard
a thousand score in my life, soiling my tender years with hurt
I saw how they smudged my splendor with malacious mirth,
when I learn to let go then my pain will seep into the Earth.

Laying low the cruelties pitched against my rare bliss
I vowed to remain as sensitive as I am, discarding scorn
to the past and its demons that taunt from fiery abyss,
at last my crystal heart licks clean her bloodied thorn.

January 29, 2012
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CRYSTAL HEARTby ~NocturneJewel

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

A poem of pain and also of healing and hope.

This poem was inspired by "Crystal Thorn" by Creaking-door

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~Avenvia Feb 27, 2012 Student Writer

Ah, I miss Creaking-door, the style of this reminds me greatly of him, though it's also very much infused with your own unique way with words. You combine gentle imagery with passion extremely well.

~NocturneJewel Feb 27, 2012

Yes, I too very much miss Creaking-door...for a few weeks after his offical departure on January 16, I was still in moderate contact with him through notes because he said he could still read notes...but now he can't so I haven't been in contact with him since February 5. I miss him greatly too, he was my best friend not just on DA but in my real life as well. I really don't have much social contact in real life. Every time I see that someone has sent me a note I keep hoping that it will be from him saying that his health has improved. I have been having a difficult time adjusting to his absence, but I sincerely hope he will get better. I wish him the best in life, with health and healing, love and funny times. I told him in a note that I hoped he would meet a unicorn that would heal him with the magical custard it spurts from its horn.

I'm happy that you liked this poem inspired by one of his. I really liked the rhymes in this but I got some comments from people who thought it would be better if it was written free-verse style. Agnes doesn't think so. What do you think?

~Avenvia Feb 28, 2012 Student Writer

Yeah, he introduced me to you and sometimes I think he pointed people my way, too, but obviously I can't be sure. It's also his influence that pushed me to become the kind of watcher I am, and to regularly interact with people here until I feel like I know them.

Personally, I like the rhyme because I like traditional forms - they can be quite rare. But it might be interesting to see you write about the same ideas and themes in free verse too, so I wouldn't really object to that

~NocturneJewel Feb 28, 2012

Creaking-door was a rare treasure on DA. He had such a strong committment to the people he watched over, commenting on everything. I want to be that kind of watcher too, and I will to those who will respond with comments on my poems too...I sincerely hope his health improves and maybe we will hear from him again. It's a rare gift to be able to touch the hearts of people you've never met, and that's the kind of gift that Rob gave to me and I'm sure to others. He made me feel special.

~Avenvia Mar 1, 2012 Student Writer

I'm with you on that, he was indeed a rare person on here who really knew how to make friendships with his watchers.

~mysticbliss11 Feb 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Very powerful and full of visual emotion. Easily one of the best pieces I've seen in a long time.

~NocturneJewel Feb 3, 2012

Thank-you very much for the high praise! I'm happy that it touched you so...

~TheSilentMistress Feb 3, 2012 Student Writer

A beautiful poem.

~NocturneJewel Feb 3, 2012

Thank-you, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

~TheSilentMistress Feb 3, 2012 Student Writer

No problem.

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