Xenita Joy Dublas, 27 june 2012
Seeing you beside me,
Is staying in a place where I wanted to be.
But I know its just a dream that im having,
a dream that keeps on destructing my mind when I was sleeping.
I used to cry,
when I remember how I said 'IM OKAY'
while tears are falling from my eye.
I didn't repent that I've loved you,
though in such you let go.
Now im trying not to do,
those things that can reminds me of you.
But how could I avoid those things,
that once made me happy because of you.
Everytime im writing a poem,
you exist in my mind.
am i doing a right step in moving on?
or im just crucifying myself by holding on?
all the things that I do,
only reminds me of you.
Xenita Joy Dublas, 27 june 2012
Sorry for being selfish,
You love me is how i wish.
I never thought that this feeling for you would come,
Now my heart is facing this another challenge.
I dont know why i feel this way,
Im begging you come in my heart and please stay.
I know its wrong, cause someone is onwning you,
But what is right, is my love for you.
The man in my sight,
is the man in my life.
Those time i confess my feelings for you,
I feel like your proposing & im just saying ' I DO! '.
But i thought so wrong i feel like your my run-away GROOM: '(
Now my heart is breaking,
My eyes are crying,
My mind is aching.
Thinking how would be my tomorrow,
After this sorrow.
I feel like no one care for me,
I was alone crying in the sea.
When would this heart stop beating?
When would be the end of this suffering?
Tell me should i deserve to be happy?
Or should i accept the fact that no one can love me,
The way i wanted to be?
Xenita Joy Dublas, 27 june 2012
Im begging you,
Please love me too.
Tell me what you want me to be,
Just for you to love me.
If loving you is a mortal sin,
Then there is nothing i can do its from within.
I love you so,
And i wouldn't let you go.
Why did you choose to love someone,
Who is inlove with another man? .
Why dont you love me? ,
For we can be happy.
Open your heart not just with her,
But also with me who is in suffer.
Tucker James Edward, 27 june 2012
Following footprints to a place I've never been
I wouldn't let anybody accompany me this time
The door is open but the exit may not reveal itself
Dark corridors leave what's beyond to my imagination
Carrying with me a stare that made the Devil look away
Creation of my own protection
In the center of chaos
My bread-crumb trail has been eaten
The clock I wind hasn't any numbers
I could once taste your name in the water
Before the bitterness was added
Crumbling stones hold illegible etchings
Specific dates now forgotten
Lighting the torch only illuminates the snake pit
There is no safe way across
Paralyzing venom waits for the fangs to strike
Spiders cling to webs in the corners
Every victim is an unsuspecting one
The rock ceiling above me is caving in
Stalactites penetrate my filthy skin
Permanent scars remind me of where I've been
Head first into a wall I thought I'd already seen
If I don't make it out, leave me
Things are as they should be
Angels sit back and watch me slowly die
I feel confusion stepping across my thoughts
Causing a sort of migraine headache
I've got to sit down and pull myself together again somehow
After being torn apart again
Dear God please......
Wait. Never mind
This is between Death and I
Original poem by Tucker James Edward
Tucker James Edward, 27 june 2012
The physical manifestation of a dream
These demons in control make it seem so real
Something to fight for but nothing to die for
Ah, the sweet game of ignorant bliss
A prophet sits in the shadows
Writing about broken promises
Promises stolen by the king of darkness
Revitalizd by the nectar of evil
Creating a bloodline that pumps hatred
Not angry enough to voice opposition
Pacified enough to remain silent
Human natures' course of action
History will forever be lied about
Taught by those who wanted it this way
The beginning ends and breeds new stories
Told in a way that makes the ending happy
As if it were done for a worthy cause
Forgetting about the hostility involved
Celebrating murder and takeover
Befriending only to betray
Steal the land for a selfish purpose
Feed it until they're done with it
Suck it dry and move on to the next culture to kill
Rinse and repeat
A mirage of victory made by their version of honesty
Sparing the details
The masses are afraid of them anyway
Crossing the street without looking both ways
It won't matter who's at fault when Death comes calling
Original poem by Tucker James Edward
Noury, 27 june 2012
When hearts collide
And souls meet
One might find
Something ellusive
Desired by all
But found by few
A special feeling
Shared only by soulmates
When you find it
Nothing else matters
Because that person becomes
All you'll ever need
Noury, 27 june 2012
Knowing you found someone to love
Shattered my heart into thousand pieces
Because it means I will never be with you
My common sense tells me you deserve it
But part of me will always hope it won't work
And i have no right tot think this way
My heart still thinks we belong together
John, 26 june 2012
They call me Mr. Fantastic for my words are ever lasting.
They can wrap around your mind
Make you thing and make you realize that my words are
Permanent
Man, the only thing that I wish wasnt permanent is
The chock hold on todays youth
Like government
For one day their going to give me the boot
Give me a gun
And a
Army suit and think Im ready to go shoot
Send me to Irans soil to get more oil
Man, I wish I had the real powers of Mr. Fantastic
For I would stretch forth my hand
Save every last innocent life in Iran
But my words and my hand can only stretch so far
(**Hush little baby dont you cry, cuz Mr. Fantastic is now joining this fight**)
Not just to upgrade my appearance
But to upgrade peoples feelings about the war
For are soldiers are not the only ones who have to fight to stay alive
For the innocent
Baby, the daddy, the mama, plus the gramas got to fight to survive
But their cries are like plastic to you guys
You cant see them so you just dont wont to hear them
Or
You can see them but you just dont want to hear them
But the people who hear and see and also listen to me
I thank thee
Now I get on one knee praying that god will hear my..NO
Not my cry but
Their cry, their need, their plead
Please put peace in Iran
Because
They need to put the hate to sleep.
John, 26 june 2012
My mama breaths through me
like the taste of ever-lasting sweet nectar from out of a tree
our minds are one
she is my matrix
for my body cannot live without her mind
the touch of her carefully god made hands
touch my skin I fear no man
for I will fight 100 man
to keep the bound of this son and mother and also close friend
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