OceanBreeze
When one tears down the walls that plague their existence, they find insight into what makes them real. My reality is based solely on how I feel; Where I go, what I do -- I find myself with them, with you.
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By Request: Confronted in Creative Writing
.--------------. |By Request| `-------------‘ Written for: Isabel Confronted With each drop of blood, They get no closer to a reason – Only more pain To release my inner treason. Trading my life ...
By Request: Faith In You in Creative Writing
.--------------. |By Request| `-------------‘ Written for: Scorpio Faith In You Seven years ago Our eyes met playfully; Since that very moment, I’ve thought of you as my only. Three years passed ...
By Request: For Dylan in Creative Writing
.--------------. |By Request| `-------------‘ Written for: Scorpio For Dylan ========= “Mommy, it’ll be okay,” Said the little boy from the door As he ran to kiss his mother From across the chill...
By Request: Tested in Creative Writing
.--------------. |By Request| `-------------‘ Written for: Nicole (CharmingLilDevil) Tested Tested and still positive; Positive I want what is coming, Excited but sickened with fear – The time is...
By Request: Violent Air in Creative Writing
.--------------. |By Request| `-------------‘ Written for: restrained_soul Violent Air I want to scream at you But hate can’t leave my throat. I want to push you down But violence, I don’t promot...
By Request: Blinded. in Creative Writing
.--------------. |By Request| `-------------‘ Written for: BlindingAelena Blinded. Blinded. The only word fit For my weary heart. Blinded. Stomach wrenching from it; Incidental, tho’ I’m smart. T...
By Request: Outside Lost in Creative Writing
.--------------. |By Request| `-------------‘ Written for: Pax Vobiscium Outside Lost I’m lost in others When I alone cry out. Using their transgressions To euthanize my solemn route. Putting mys...
By Request: Grateful For You in Creative Writing
.--------------. |By Request| `-------------‘ For Lonely Aphredite (Her OD) Grateful For You Grateful wouldn’t describe The love I feel for you – To say we bond does no duty To the essence of two...
Poetry: January Rains in Creative Writing
January Rains On a January night, The rains fell, Allowing the air To be clean again. The lightning flashed, The thunder roared, Purging the Earth To make ammends. Raindrops still fall From the s...
Poetry: Still Warm From You in Creative Writing
Still Warm From You Blanketed and warm By your silken touch I miss your caress, My dear, so much. Ensnared by the tender holdings you give It’s with you, my dear, I want to live. Inside and warm...
By Request: Sublimate in Creative Writing
.--------------. |By Request| `-------------‘ For B.e.c.c.a. (Subliminal) Sublimate Using ‘sweet’ As her preface to pandemonium, She hides behind the words Spoken from her podium. Embracing the...
By Request: The Blocks That Fall in Creative Writing
.--------------. |By Request| `-------------‘ For Shifrah The Blocks That Fall The blocks that fall Bring trouble to you Holding back the outpour That must ensue. Breaking ranks From other proble...
By Request: To Cut a Friend So Deep in Creative Writing
This poem was requested a little while ago and might go prose on me before it’s over and done with. I have been conceptualizing it for a few weeks now and think I’m ready to write it. .---------...
Poetry: Like a Soup in Creative Writing
Like a Soup Life is like a soup, Chunky substance In liquid broth. Along with crackers The runny masses Are lost. ©2004 Joe Jenkins
By Request: An Alphabet Poem - Sacred Needs in Creative Writing
.--------------. |By Request| `-------------‘ For restrained_soul An Alphabet Poem: Sacred Needs Assigned to strke out But begging for forgiveness; Chosen by the enemy Death becomes the mischievo...
Poetry: The Will of Two in Creative Writing
The Will of Two Shattered glass, Noise and fear – Blood around, Still wet from tears. Battered bodies Shaken heads – Thankful tonight There is noone dead. Across the room, “I love you,” was yell...
Poetry: Round and Round in Creative Writing
Round and Round Round and round Speaks the jossled poet; Aching sanity, ‘twill pass, I know it. I’m stammering from Tempestuous fever All will reasoned And comfort my demeanor. The sleep will c...
Poetry: Loss of Patience in Creative Writing
Loss of Patience Why can’t I describe You lack of competance? I don’t think the words Would do justice to the nonsense. Striving to make it better, Flailing to make you understand, I don’t know ...
Poetry: The Battered Heir in Creative Writing
The Battered Heir The presence of kindred spirit Issues warning to the stars – The stars are growing Into tears, inflicting mar. A muffled sigh Escapes to air, The last breath Of the celestial h...
Poetry: Setting West in Creative Writing
Setting West Still on fire From the faces of you. All the wounds still bleed And still drowning, disapproved. How much longer Until I know? When will we ever Be able to grow? Insignificance, I s...
Poetry: Prismatic Shadows in Creative Writing
Prismatic Shadows The shaded glimpse I have of your life Is a mere tingle To my brain. Only to see deeper Would silence my complaint. Ajar I am, Ignorant of you – I am but a a cloud In your blis...
Poetry: .never before. in Creative Writing
.never before. -/-/-/-/-/-/-/ the feeling i left you, was just a taste of my offering; there’s more if only the words would come. i’m sorry i couldn’t give – i’m sorry your loss was more. someday...
Poetry: Desperate Eyes in Creative Writing
Desperate Eyes Close your eyes Make a wish Why does your face flush, my dear? Hide those lies, Make wish, Accept the loss, my dear. I figured I might not Make it out; Waiting on the history That...
Poetry: No Birdies For Me in Creative Writing
No Birdies For Me Glass covered princess, Fragile like the wind – Thoughts in recess, Still longing for a friend. Enveloped in silence, Hurting once again – Broken into pieces No glue could ever ...
Poetry: If I Ever in Creative Writing
If I Ever If I ever Run out of words To make you blush, If I ever Run out of words And become hushed, Pick up my phrases And take me back to the ocean. If I ever Run out of words To describe the...
