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by ~Hayleyishayley, Dec 10, 2012, 1:49:43 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Obsess

over sacred
words and symbols,
Perhaps discover a sign.

Help me escape from this hollow.
These thoughts and feelings aren't mine.

Manufactured

Injected

Planted

Into the space of my head.

Hidden in salt water droplets,
The words that may never be said.

Give me skin unpicked
And teeth that do not grind.
Grant me passage to elude torment

- The prison I've made of my mind.

What is mind?
What is mind?
What is brain?
What is brain?

Mutter psychologists
And the insane.

I can't decide.
There's nowhere to hide
Amongst the faceless drones.

Sometimes it's easy to forget -
We're no more than skin and bones.

What is mind?
What is mine?
I once thought they were the same.

Somewhere

The boundaries became blurred

Somewhere

Amid the shame.

I'll be the damned
Forever
And ever

I am the one
to blame.

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KaleidoscopeOn a field of pitch black,
A kaleidoscope shines
In the last remembered corners
Of my tire-laden eyes.
It taunts me
It haunts me
as I try to find my way,
dancing all about me,
inviting me to play.

Hopeless dreams are mirrored
in each coloured, spiking swirl.
Promises of riches,
All the beauty of the world.
Something is wrong.
Grasp a glowing shape,
It will elude me.
I try to keep in rhythm,
The dance changes to exclude me.

Shattered glass blinks miserably
from synthesized facades.
Perfect, polished surfaces
Erupting rainbow shards.
Slicing through the head
And heart
Serves as a solemn tokKaleidoscope by ~Hayleyishayley

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The Dance of the Immortal SnowflakesFlakes of white descending,
Slowly, softly
Silent.
Blanketing, bleaching
Hills and tarmac,
Creating a world
More vibrant.

First of the season,
First of the year.
A mistake that we make,
For ‘tis true
That these snowflakes have waltzed
In centuries before,
When there was no me
And no you.

On an everlasting
Cyclical journey
Through time,
The snowflakes have fallen each year.
To see the Earth change
From the dawning of age
To the place we inhabit today.

They settle to cover
Our messy ambitions,
Our buildings
And structures of grey.
An aim to restore
An old world in the new.
A reminder that nature still reigns.

So remember,
When you The Dance of the Immortal Snowflakes by ~Hayleyishayley

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RipHearken not to the words
Of the beauteous, ungodly saint,
Or linger like a swimmer
In coagulating paint.

Sharpest nails scrape the night.
Perfect cuticles in your day dreams.

Torn innocence.
Has all been lost?

There are many things that may be found,
Like insects, wormlings
But that sound...
It infiltrates the sodden ground
To penetrate the coffin bound.

The saint sings on,
Drowning out Nirvana.
So beauteous
yet so ungodly.

Tinkling notes can fill my soul,
but won’t touch it
never touches

Have no illusions
- What you cannot attain
Never truly leaves.Rip by ~Hayleyishayley

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The Sleep PoemHorrified by the sunburnt intrusion of an excess hour
Nullified two hours ago - now barely a greyscape
I worry about who's gone, not who's going.
A hypnosporic cyclone,
You told that loved toad-being enough,
he would be told too much, that much is known.

Got a real rose planted up that shoot?
Oh, I'm sorry - he's working only nights too.
Pharmokinetics, pharmotechnics
and onto night two.

Pure untreated vodka and people who party against glass-
this city was not meant to last.
Their faces sliding against the first floor pane, intoxicated
and young with synthetic prowess
while I try and remember my brain's way of
spelling my own name, a litThe Sleep Poem by *ncaph

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DarknessShe stared into the darkness.
Never again will she be able to see the sweet colors of spring all around her or the faces of her friends.
She was just going to stare off into the blackness for the rest of her life.
This was all her fault.
She should have never crossed the street when she wasn't told to.
From now on she'd listen to everything her brother told her to do.Darkness by ~UPlover

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Picture MemoriesSo many pictures flashed back and forth after the wedding making Crystal only see flashes of light.
"How many more pictures do we have to take?" she whispered over to her husband Craig.
"My mother wanted over a million I bet."
"Why can't one just be taken and be over with?"
"Do you think we can take one picture facing away from the cameras?" Sylvia asked once the photos halted.
"Who'd want a picture of that?"
"Us. Backs to pictures always look cool." Hunter said.
"Look at the scenery over at that bridge." Crystal said as she took her husband over to the railing. They all looked at the bridge and the water rushing beneath them for such a long Picture Memories by ~UPlover

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DUnspoken Words by *Ridderkvinden

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The Tiny PearlsShe stood before the full length mirror, admiring the reflection of the woman about to present herself to the world as someone who had seen it all. Her trembling hands fumbled with the string of tiny white pearls, each a reminder of the obstacles that had been overcome. They were a collection of memories trapped for her sanity; protection for a fragile and battered mind. It was a necklace that represented a heart stronger than the pain it had endured. Those small raw pearls gave the world a soul that smiled because life was an adventure worth experiencing; that anyone can rise from the ashes liberated and renewed from the torment of another's

The Tiny Pearls

by *SMAdams

A great deal of mystery is created behind the character which gives a powerful urge to read on, to want to know more. Her history is le...

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Cordis Somnium*Fall past the asphalt
Thro’ the honey bee scene
Dip thy feet within
Naides’ yielding stream.

Thine arms splayed toward Hyades
A grey morn consumes the sun
Rain brings silk to the heat fraught meadow;
For time to touch thy form, it must run.

And thine hair was a mess after the rain.
“Will you ask it of me soon?”
Before the world is found to be concrete and sprinkled streets
“Before my qualms on leaving find the noon?”

The sharp cry of the meandering city
Thrives on slapdash letters, in cheap, restless dives
Therein reside, the silent concerto of our drifting
Where individual voices drown, and no love

Cordis Somnium*

by *Canis44

Vision - To me the theme seemed to be contrasting historical and mythological aspects with the modern world. This comes across well in ...

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Finally.

by ~Hayleyishayley, Dec 13, 2012, 8:49:35 AM
Journals / Personal

Since I've finished my work for this term, I'm finally able to spend time reading and enjoying other people's work.

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Hi I'm Hayley. I live in South Wales and study psychology at Glamorgan University

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*ncaph Jun 10, 2013

Thanks for the watch and the favourite

*Ridderkvinden Jun 5, 2013

Thank you so much for faving "Unspoken Words"

It is highly appreciated, and I am very happy you like it

~Xokpet Jun 3, 2013

Thanks for the watch!

~draw-o-holik Jun 1, 2013 New member Hobbyist Traditional Artist

Thanks for watching

~Hayleyishayley Jun 1, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

No problem

`KathrynODriscoll May 28, 2013 Student Writer

Haii! Thanks for the watch :>

~Hayleyishayley May 28, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

No problem. I like your work

*KelaLewis-Morin May 19, 2013 Student Writer

thank you for the fav it means a lot to me

~Hayleyishayley May 19, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

No problem

*KelaLewis-Morin May 19, 2013 Student Writer

awwh

please feel free to watch me to check out some of my other works if you like

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