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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1414381
Just a gathering of poems I wrote.
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You try living with a million names
Where there's a sigh with each one

A sigh of Rememberence and a sigh of Pain

When you live seprate words
Where the same simple name
          means COMPLETELY diffrent things.

When daughter means both safty and belonging in one,
                      YET
means trapped, near agony and longing in the other...

Where theres a thousand derivitives
of the name
You were given at birth.
                      YET
Only on true name of yours.

A name that you can go by in one.
But hurt others if YOU choice it in the other.

When a name can hurt if said by one...
Or mean nothing if said by another...

You try living with a million names.

In two diffrent worlds.

With your heart strung to one but trapped with the other.

With a trillion sighs on the road behind you.
And billions more ahead.

Where groans of pain and moans of pleausure await,

With the futer told
                      YET
Still so unclear...

Go ahead, jump into the fire with me and my million names...

I'll show you true life...

Till Death, sweet friend, comes to take us away...
~*~*~
In the Land of Milk and Honey
The reprieve is
              ripping
                  breaking
      pulling away

disappeaing into non existance

that one you held so tight

              So let it go
                    let it be
                        and fly away
                                with me...

~*~*~
Can't You See...
Can't you see the changes that have come over me?
The ones that prove I'm no a child anymore?

I've grown and flourished in these past years without
Your influence, Your help.

I've started my 17th year here
      yet you make it feel as it it were my 6th

Can't you see I'm not that child anymore
That All I want is to be free
     
      Free of you and your control

"I'll get you away from here..."
      That's how he proposed

That's all I have to keep me going in these days

You ask what I want for my brithday,
A day more important to you then me.

What I want only you can give

I'll pay rent
  buy my food
        my clothes

        Give me independence...

So we can be happy till the day I long for
Comes...

~*~*~
Be Wrong
You tell me love doesn't exist
When he is all I can ever think of

When every breath I take is his name
              You tell me its a fraud

When you finelyfind that same person in your life
When you look into the eyes of the child
you created with them

                Tell me then its a lie
You tell me your truthin those moments

Those moments when the world stops because of touch, one look

                Tell me you don't beleive it then

                That love in not real

When you can tell its more then lust
That makes you yern for their company
every moment your heart beats

                And for eternity after.

                You tell me that forever doesn't exist

When I know his will be the last face I see on earth

              You tell me I won't love him forever

Go ahead.
But you'll be wrong.

~*~*~
His mind and soul and heart
His mind and soul as one.
His heart as another.

They are the same
Yet oh so different to me.

They will join as the days pass.
Once mind and soul
Excepts himself

Heart will join him once again
As his broken self is rebuilt
And the two halves learn to work together

I will learn to know what I already know
That heart
As well as soul and mind

Are one in the same to me

My father, my beast friend and my bualadh croí
My king, my companion, and my gingitsune
~*~*~
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