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saintsam (m)
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Alone
I am alone,
so very alone
I hurt,
so very bad
I am ignored,
just thrown aside
I am security,
for others to have
I am lonely,
there is no one close,
no one sees the pain
I cry,
hope is gone
I am alone,
and no one knows
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saintsam (m)
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Despair
If only the world could see what I feel
then, would the world, know who I am
I've loved, lost and feared the world
for it is sometimes too much to bare
Control, power, is what I fear
for I am weak inside and full of pain
I shout and cry, but knowing
there is nobody there to hear me
I swallow the shame and anger
that lies beneath me
I am lost to reality and living in time
Though I am struggling through life
and all that it offers, I am only human
and that is what makes me . . . Me.
Still, I wish for the happiness and pleasure
that I have earned, but realize that, I have
not yet overcome the world's greatest challenge
Love! and how to accept it -
I am ready to face my fears
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saintsam (m)
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Seek Not My Heart
Oh gentle winds 'neath moonlit skies,
Do not you hear my heartfelt cries?
Below the branches, here about,
Do not you sense my fear and doubt?
Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams,
Do not you hear my woeful screams?
Upon the meadows, touched with dew,
Do not you see my hearts a'skew?
Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,
Do not you feel my jagged scars?
Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze,
For you'll not find it 'mongst these trees.
It's scattered 'cross the moonlit skies,
Accompanied by heartfelt sighs.
It's drifting o're the gentle rain,
A symbol of my silent pain.
It's buried 'neath the meadow fair,
Conjoined with all the sorrow there.
It's lost among the stars this night,
Too far to ease my quiet fright.
No gentle winds, seek not my heart,
For simply , it has torn apart.
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saintsam (m)
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The Impact Of Inferiority
The naked truth is the final trait of reality.
Once, proud was I.
As strong as an ox.
As compassionate as a priest.
As understanding as a therapist.
I have succumbed to the lowest form of humanity.
Courageous in my world of lies,
my faith being deceit.
Like partners, I have intertwined you with me,
creating spontaneous combustion within my conscience.
I have worn myself out by running from the truth.
And now the mirrored image haunts me.
I am without speech, for my words are offensive.
I am without sight, for it is clouded.
I am without heart, for it has hardened.
I am without sound, for it has muffled.
I am without soul, for it has drowned
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saintsam (m)
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THINKING
Thinking. Can't stop thinking.
Think of you. This. That. That Life. That day.
That dream was mine.
A utopian dream.
Your aura; struck me like lightning to a tree.
Pointy, like a star, you shone.
So bright, yet not shining as a star would,
But as apparent as white chalk on a blackboard.
You would not show off like a star.
Yet you did burn so hot, so fiercely, so explosively -
you were a star in my eyes.
But like all stars, you died.
That gas was gone.
No pull between us.
The atmosphere was dry
and I began to choke.
I was taken from my star - like a child being taken from its poor,
drunken mother - I did not know what was happening.
Dazed. Confused. Without true reality, I there sat.
Wondering.
The end of my world had only just begun, with yours beginning
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watever (f)
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am not a poem person, but the last one is sorta nice  they'r not personal, are they? |
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saintsam (m)
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the first 2 are kind of personal, but the last one I wrote it for a friend.
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watever (f)
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and y u so sad?
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saintsam (m)
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u want to know?
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watever (f)
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yea, am sorta curious |
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dollie-pie (f)
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hmmmmmmmmmmmmm nice.had 2 close my and assimilate each stanza
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saintsam (m)
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@whatever
I will tell u later, I promise
@dollie-pie, welcome girl,
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watever (f)
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ok sam, i'l remind u!  |
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Damsal (f)
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awwwwww, these are so touching and that's quite weird cause i never understand poetry. i hope the first one isn't too personal it's kind of sad.
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watever (f)
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yeah  |
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fresh2impr
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wow, am a fan already. I really enjoyed readin those peoms, they seem very personal and I am in the queue of people itching to know what they are about,
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saintsam (m)
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thank ya all 4 appreciatin my poems. it makes me feel elated.
I will tell u guys my story very soon. just give me time.
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watever (f)
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we're waiting drumming hands on table |
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saintsam (m)
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The Lonely Soul
The lonely soul wanders
Alone in the walks of life
No other soul as his companion
The lonely soul wanders
Alone in the daybreak
He does his duties
In the walks of life
The lonely soul wanders
Alone in the life
He meets many other souls
Who comes to be
Unfit for the lonely soul
The lonely soul wanders
As the days pass by
The lonely soul became
More lonely, with no other
souls as his companion
The lonely soul wanders
Alone in the walks of life
The lonely soul decides
Not to die, but to face
LIfe in all its hardships
The lonely soul wanders
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watever (f)
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ok, enof of the sad poems already! so spill, wats making u sad? in a sad way, that was nice too |
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saintsam (m)
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now its time to talk, but i will talk poetically, i hope u don't mind
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watever (f)
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i'l try to follow and not fall asleep |
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saintsam (m)
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there came a time in my life when i have an urge for , I later found out that , not the one my heart seekest, so I plung into another , , without any success. twice my heart have been , , twice have i moaned, twice have i felt pain, I then decided to stay away from , , that makes me look shy. Then I came in contact with a dove in , forum. , savour my pain and gave me a reason to , , i thought the dove will be all mine, so i decided to , but to no avail. i said i would be patient. patient was i until someday, somethn happened. I came in to a , and discovered somethn awfully surprisin. I was threadin in the den of the lion. O my beloved dove been caged by the lion. I was all alone again. I still believe that , . this part 1 of my story. u are gettin it, aren't u?
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watever (f)
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well, am trynna. am guessing it has to do wit girls, rite?  |
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dollie-pie (f)
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lol.awwwwwwwwwww who was that girl,i swear ill break her neck if i eventually find out who she is
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Eurphoria (f)
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Saint wats the matter baby? who is hurting you? let me know and i will come down hard on them  . but if you messing about again i will wring your little neck for sure  |
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saintsam (m)
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Oh my God  Euphoria is here. I hope u wont spank my ass this time. just kiddin. |
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Eurphoria (f)
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 shut it! you will get a spank when you deserve it, but right now, just want to know if you ok
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franc1982 (m)
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Never knew Sam had a Godmother.
It's really nice to know that someone is looking after a creative seer.
Nice to meet sis,
i'll would have loved to his Godfather,
But he is just too good with his pen.
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dollie-pie (f)
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sam,be with me,plz be with me.that girl doesnt deserve your love,believe me im gon make u feel like a real man.all u gotta do is say yesss,im serious.
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franc1982 (m)
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and the tussle for my Sam begins,
I'll prefer your godmother, she's gat a pic on her profile,
not a ghost called Dollie-Pie,
but I'm not u.
No offense DP, just kidding.
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