~Tororo
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Little Whispers for youI sing for you behind an iron curtain, I play for you beneath a sea of steal. In hopes of tomorrow with you,Little Whispers for you
I whisper my silent symphony.
A song I sing to never hear, Words I mime to deaf minds. Tomorrow brings with the wind, A whisper from you to me.
Capture my heart in soft hands, no more tragic tales of me. Let me fly and roar my freedom, A whisper only you can hear.
by ~Tororo
Was this warDid we ask for this, was it thrust upon us, as our blood seeps through the earth.Was this war
I am too young to fear and too naive to know, I hold no answers in these young hands.
I innocently deal death with a single finger, and with each shattered soul I die a little more. no more do I laugh, my eyes dry to my heart, my chest cold, no more emotion there, ever.
The future holds no place for my brothers and I, As we turn our backs on each other in this war. Though the decision was never ours to start It will be our actions that haunt us forever.
by ~Tororo
Things better left.......I didn’t want it this way, I should have left, Why did I stay? My heart no longer mine.Things better left.......
I gave it away, unconsciously, again. This stupid feeling I hold on to, Must bury it deep, burn it through, Soon the time, to end it.
by ~Tororo
Fall and RiseMy heart is brocken in four pieces, one for you, one for me, one for love and one for the sea, lost to where the land and water freezes.Fall and Rise
The blood in my head pools to my temples, My head hits the floor, so cool so cold, The hate for myself, for you, so bold. It beats there in an empty place, so restless.
To make things right, I must lay here, submissive to all but myself, all but severd. The floor is warm, everything is at an end. I rise for my own pain, I shall not fear.
by ~Tororo
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"Lloyd, is this you?"
Lloyd looked up into the smiling face of yet another friendly co-worker whose name he didn’t know. Yea, that's me, he thought even though the man on the cover of the magazine looked alive and happy and absolutely nothing like he looked right then. He remembered the photo shoot well. He, Lloyd Whittaker was named Blues Guitarist of the Year for 2006 by The Blues Traveler magazine once. It was ages ago it seemed, when his life was beginning, and now two years la
by ~Myladimoon
Heart on a ChainI look into your trusting eyes.Heart on a Chain
A silent tear runs down my cheek.
I look some more at what I've done,
and realise now the future bleak.
You must understand:
never have I thought of hurting you.
Through words or actions,
my karma soon will be due.
I will still dream,
of that forbidden kiss,
but with a pain in my heart.
Its something I have to miss.
I hurt you so.
What should I have done?
I could leave this world.
Me and my pain as one.
by ~sarahthewriter
Fight and FlightHey, You lookin' for a fight? Oh... You're not. Well, that's unfortunate, Because I found one earlier, And I think a person Might have misplaced it. I just can't seem to findFight and Flight
Who it belongs to.
I found a flight also, That someone dropped, But can't find Someone anywhere.
Perhaps they go together? Yes, that must be it. If I find Someone, I'll have found A Person also.
Oh dear. But I've been looking For precisely the same thing.
by ~Giver
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Just read and addedd your poetry to my favorite...Keep writing and Good Ones only !
Great work and very profound!
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