It the pen is mightier.... then what about the spoken word?

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Imaru -> It the pen is mightier.... then what about the spoken word? (5/9/2012 20:47:09)
This will be a colaboration of the many poems I have written, some good, some bad, some happy, some not. Its all what i felt and important to me. Not manny people read what i wrote, so I am allowing you guys, because your family. Enjoy and comment, thanks! ^_^ Comment here! Imaru Ookami

Imaru -> RE: It the pen is mightier.... then what about the spoken word? (5/9/2012 20:58:22)
But a Lie As the ground falls away beneath my feet, I slip into an eternal sleep, Dreaming of her laying by my side, Even though that but a lie. As the sky soars above my reach, I slip into an eternal sleep, Dreaming of her beneath a moonlit sky, Even though that's but a lie. As my life escapes beyond my keep, I slip, once again, into an eternal sleep, Dreaming of, you and I, This time though, its not a lie.

Imaru -> RE: It the pen is mightier.... then what about the spoken word? (5/9/2012 21:20:52)
Turning Skies Leaves of gold, skies of blue, Lead us to a day of new, Give us death and suns of sight, Fall as one, we’ll leave this light, Take away this lasting life and part the way, For eternal night. Leaves of gold, skies of black, Tighten the rope without slack, Bring us hope and moons of sorrow, Leave as one to a new tomorrow, Take away this lasting life and part the way, For freedom borrowed. Leaves of gold, skies of red, Silence the thoughts within my head, Steal our peace and scars of pain, Together as one with nothing to gain, Take away this lasting life and part the way, For bleeding rain.

Imaru -> RE: It the pen is mightier.... then what about the spoken word? (5/9/2012 21:57:30)
Roses of Poison Lost in lies yet again, The passion still remains. It glows through the aeons, Only to end in misery, And pain. From the pain that sprouts inside, The tears begin to fall. Casting a shadow in the storm, That calls upon rage, And hate. Out of the hate grows a vow, To strike back at their heart. Carrying death on fluttering wings, That fabricates anger, And doubt. Twisting off from the doubt, Are the whisperings of mistrust. That form roses of poison, Like blossoming pedals, Of lust.

Imaru -> RE: It the pen is mightier.... then what about the spoken word? (5/11/2012 8:42:41)
Paradox There is a Paradox, And it lies Within, Confusing, Revealing, Freeing, and trapping, My thoughts and feelings. There is a Paradox, And it has the power, To cloud my judgment, Poison my thoughts, And Clear the fog. There is a Paradox, That allows me, To live within my self, Be one with my self, And not know myself. There is a Paradox, That has the ability to, Protect me, free me, Leave me vulnerable, entrap me, Give me hope and crush my dreams, There is a Paradox, That lies within, And its time to accept it, And perhaps, Become part of it.

Imaru -> RE: It the pen is mightier.... then what about the spoken word? (5/11/2012 8:48:22)
Nightmare NOTE- I wrote this one back in high school when my best friend/gf said she wanted to kill herself. She looks at me, Tears in her eyes, Her body is trembling. She tells me that she's depressed, And that she's been thinking, That her life is hell and soon it will be ending. I pull her close, My eyes well up, And my voice is lacking. For she is the one, I'd jump out of a plane, Into shark infested waters, Climb a mountain, Stop a fire, Face an army, Die, In order to save. Her body trembles, With each sob, And Pain fills her eyes. But all I see is Despair, Misery, Pain, and Death, Like Complete darkness on her, With the candle burning out. I wrap my arms around her, Like a fortress wall, That's protecting something precious. And fear washes upon me, Like an oncoming war, With my troops not prepared for battle, And even before the war begins, I've lost all hope. Like a dry leaf, Caught in the wind, She drifts away, And I am left sitting, Alone and Cold, Just like in my nightmare.

Imaru -> RE: It the pen is mightier.... then what about the spoken word? (5/11/2012 8:51:00)
Truth Why do you judge and criticize Who I am and how hard I try? Soon your gunna realize There's a truth down deep inside And it will show Through your soul. This truth could break you Or set you free, It could shake the world And its societies to the core It destroys cities And builds bridges. Its not a plea that I'm singin But this truth will keep on ringin Throughout the ears of generations to come And they will say 'Damn he was right' This truth could unit the world and its people And cause them to wander, Stray, and turn away From hatred and discrimination You call this civilization If so, start walkin in another direction Its time to shout out And let the truth be heard Its time to embrace mortality Accept reality and factuality And learn that what you give Is worth more then what you take And when someone takes happiness Security, dreams, and shatters your peace You fight back, Not with fists but with words, If the pen is mightier then the sword Then what about the spoken word? Its time to come face to face, With the lies you've been taught, And the voices that say 'your nothing' and 'No one Cares' are true. Unless you know yourself enough to say, ' you' The truth is, You and me, We have one thing in common, We have a voice, And its about time we use it. Profanity removed -Shadow Ravena

Imaru -> RE: It the pen is mightier.... then what about the spoken word? (5/11/2012 17:29:16)
This Cage of Mine Am I being used, Or are these thoughts real? I can no longer tell, What it is I feel. Love, happiness, joy, Emotions no longer felt, Only regret remains, As my sanity starts to melt. Slowly i freeze over, A glacier of doubt. As sorrow replaces regret, I just want to shout. Hate, rage, and pain too, Only come to mind, The longer I spend, In this cage of mine.

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