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Poetry is Art too

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posted on May, 27 2012 @ 08:15 AM
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The pain that bind you,
the chains too.
Things that wear you down,
things that make you frown.
The age that cracks your face,
unnatural aging has taken place.
A lifetime of pain and heartache,
Self medicating for peace of mind sake.
Thoughts that drift from rage to depression,
words that say utter obsession.
Darkness that looms like a blanket in the mind,
brings you back to things that will bind.
Unable to slip from the dark embrace,
The tears of sorrow roll down your face.
They follow a pattern like rivers of tears,
releasing for a moment all the pain and fears.



posted on May, 27 2012 @ 08:30 AM
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Just kind of reminded me of this song.
First song of the day!



posted on May, 27 2012 @ 08:55 AM
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I have quite a bit of Fleetwood Mac even a 4 disc boxset but I don't have that song - I don't even think I've ever heard it.

Here's this one for you.




posted on May, 27 2012 @ 08:59 AM
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Originally posted by Darkblade71
reply to post by obnoxiouschick
 


The pain that bind you,
the chains too.
Things that wear you down,
things that make you frown.
The age that cracks your face,
unnatural aging has taken place.
A lifetime of pain and heartache,
Self medicating for peace of mind sake.
Thoughts that drift from rage to depression,
words that say utter obsession.
Darkness that looms like a blanket in the mind,
brings you back to things that will bind.
Unable to slip from the dark embrace,
The tears of sorrow roll down your face.
They follow a pattern like rivers of tears,
releasing for a moment all the pain and fears.



Ohhh I felt like that
releasing and purging
I can almost hear some of the nasty people in my life saying - you're just too emotional what are you falling apart.



posted on May, 27 2012 @ 12:01 PM
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The behind the mask album was after Lindsey and Stevie Nicks left Mac.
It was a good album, but some was to country sounding for me for some reason.

I am a huge mac head

One of the very few bands that moves me on a level deeper than just "music".



posted on May, 27 2012 @ 01:12 PM
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are you a water sign.... either Pisces, Cancer or Scorpio



posted on May, 27 2012 @ 01:13 PM
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I'm a Capricorn!

lol



posted on May, 27 2012 @ 01:14 PM
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What the hell...... I am laughing so f ing hard.



posted on May, 27 2012 @ 01:25 PM
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My husband, his identical twin, my son, fav cousin, fav uncle..... all capricorns



posted on May, 27 2012 @ 02:13 PM
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We're everywhere!


I am closer to the Aquarian cusp, but not quite there.



posted on May, 28 2012 @ 02:02 PM
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It's hard to describe the sensation
but why is there this fascination
I am floating and feeling lost
Oh God, What is this going to cost
Did you see the explosions of light
I am resisting with all my might
I feel the lure seeping into this cage
setting a fire of passion and rage
I cannot trust the promise of hope
it is an all too familiar slope
Will there always be this love turn pain
I can't escape, it may turn out I am insane.
I hide the cracks of a broken mind
eluding the comfort that I know I won't find.
I'm drowning, smothered in this waterfall
I'll feel saved when I hear your call.



posted on May, 30 2012 @ 10:01 PM
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nice work.


i could not agree more. poetry is definitely an art

since you have shared i shall also do so.......



falling stars and fading lights
distant shadows on elusive nights
my time is short to write this rhyme
but all in all these words are mine
i found the strength to carry on and now my fear is dead and gone
for all the pain we feel inside
we let it be replaced by pride
so here we are strong and tough and yet we know it's not enough
the ones we lost they still remain
waiting till we meet again.
edit on 30-5-2012 by Ph03n1x because: grammar



posted on May, 30 2012 @ 10:08 PM
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and just for the sake of keeping in tone with the thread... i too am a capricorn
LOL

here is another one.......


A small journey through space and time
we walked along a path of grime
in this madness all I see
the potential of a growing tree
it sprouts and flowers every year
this feeling it is never clear
and confuses the things you hear
please be aware of unknown fear
for all i have it isn't much
a gentle kiss, forbidden touch
now thats gone I know what's left
a friend I trust till my dying breath
edit on 30-5-2012 by Ph03n1x because: grammar

edit on 30-5-2012 by Ph03n1x because: idiocy



posted on May, 30 2012 @ 10:23 PM
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Yes I love both of them.
They flow very nicely and put an image in my mind.
For some reason I think words especially when spoken outloud in cadence
can evoke certain images.
Poetry is like spells, chants, and magic. If you believe in those things.


Capricorns are cool - they get a bad rap in some astrology books. I think it's because they are really deep but it's kept hidden. And people just see what they want to see in them. I am around a lot of Caps and they change when they are near me - like they can relax or something. But I am completely lacking earth in my chart, I have everything but that. So the people around me balance out the deficiency - I get grounded by Taurus, Virgo, & Capricorn.


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posted on May, 30 2012 @ 10:40 PM
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Poetry is like spells, chants, and magic. If you believe in those things.


It is.
Lots of power in words. Especially in rhyme if the mind is in the right place.
Like a spell it wells up emotional forces.
In fact, that's what a spell caster does, the same thing.
it is the emotion that has the power.
That's the source.
Learning to direct it is another matter.
That takes will.
A well written ryme, with enough emotion taken from the soul behind it, can very easily be a spell if that is what the intent is.

or so I believe.
But then I believe that spell casting is possible.



posted on May, 30 2012 @ 10:48 PM
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And I've had people say I put a spell on them.



But I think it's just my voice that triggers that.
You wouldn't believe what people say to telemarketers (I only did that for 6 months)
Oh wait that's for another thread.
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posted on May, 30 2012 @ 10:52 PM
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Oh, I believe it, I am one of those people.
Well, not all of the time, but if they catch me on a bad day or a day where I am being a smart-ass, they just dunno what they are going to get.

k, sorry, back on topic....



posted on May, 30 2012 @ 10:56 PM
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Originally posted by Darkblade71
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Oh, I believe it, I am one of those people.
Well, not all of the time, but if they catch me on a bad day or a day where I am being a smart-ass, they just dunno what they are going to get.

k, sorry, back on topic....


Noooooooo see you thought what others would think. Fooled u
They'd try to stay on the phone with me - hear the pitch and keep me on the phone.
Said my voice was sultry (careful trigger censor words)
Darn it off topic again.



posted on May, 30 2012 @ 10:56 PM
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I wrote this one a long time ago, surprised I still remember it.

love is darkness,
filled with light.
It is wrong, yet oh so right.
Love can make you or break you,
love can destroy or rebuild.
Over love many have been born,
and over love many have been killed.

That almost sounds creepy now that I reread it...lol

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posted on May, 30 2012 @ 10:59 PM
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Originally posted by Darkblade71
I wrote this one a long time ago, surprised I still remember it.

love is darkness,
filled with light.
It is wrong, yet oh so right.
Love can make you or break you,
love can destroy or rebuild.
Over love many have been born,
and over love many have been killed.



It's good
I hate myself while typing but I have an itch to change one word.
stupid OCD




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