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This is a bunch of my work, old and new. So please comment if you like them or not, and I don't mind others puting their work on this thread.

Helping's Regrets
The rusted bonds griped
the children here,
in a place where
they can't grow.

I brush away the soot
hiding their faces,
hiding their beauty.

Eyes
tarnished with tears
tarnished by fears,
gazed at me
in wonder.

Smiling, I remove
the unlocked bonds
the clayed on dirt,
taking in my arms
the wounded,
unharmed children.

Promising
a life of better,
I clothed them in robes
warmed by my fire
made by my hand,
wishing for only
their prosperity.

But
feeling cloth
feeling warmth,
they yell and scream,
tossing off the robes.

They ran
back to the walls
back to the bonds,
crying for their comfort
from these desolate things.

Seeing them
clay on the dirt
clasp on the chains,
I cry. . . .

Picking up
the robes now stained,
I try to walk away,
but am stopped
by my own self hoping.

The breeze
pulled me on way
to continue on my path,
though the pain of regret
still ached.



The Piano
Walking the black and white steps
Seeming to awaken a inner song.
A skip, a jump, a little step
Yet the music plays on,
Occasionally meeting another
Dancing to a beat unheard.
But as I try to take these steps,
all I get are gentle moans.


Fuzzy soft
Fuzzy soft lying still,
no smile to show,
but love it bestows
to all that hold.

The fuzzy warmth feels real,
and passes with each heart,
but lingers in those that
left it behind to go way.

Fuzzy soft is
its head and ears,
its arms and paws,
its tummy and nose.

But time wears the fuzzy soft,
and time tears the tired seams,
and time steals the little nose.
Till all is left and lost,
but the soul which eventually goes,
leaving the warmth with no home.
So seeps away as all do.
Adieu, Fuzzy soft, Adieu



Simple Joy
A simple game of tag
running free,
if only for a minute.

A little game of fish
drawing pairs,
if only fifty-two by two.

A simple time of silence
seemed like days
if only for two minutes,
it all is the same.

This seemingly simple moments
have all past and done.
Yet those simple joys
can be rekindled
by a few moment of silence,
a little game of fish,
or s simple game of tag.

hi Mela haha i got in here read through all the work then saw it was you wow you are an amazing writer

A few more...

Upon this path

Upon this path
I ventured
the destination unknown
lures me further.

Step by step
Others pass
by me
And others are passed
by me

While I venture on,
I feel you
entwine your arm
with mine.

But though we walk
side by side,
I dread the day
that comes
when we shall
part our separate ways.

And I'll still venture
upon this path,
maybe be with
another.
But shall I love
another. . .  



Leave me be
I'm through
with all the Bull****,
threats, and lies.
I'm through
with all the heartache,
tears, and pain.

Pushed into the darkness
by hands of those
who were suppose to care

Dragged across the shards
of their petty yellung
of the bed I made.

If I made it,
leave me be.
Let me sleep
this eternity.

**THis one is new, and I know it needs work**

Fill(Feel)
I feel
Torn and tattered
from time since past,
Cold and empty
for the new coming.

This tireless cove
seeming to be my home.
And of which
you chose to come,
expecting much
of the little.

Can I be filled again
by love?
Or is this another jolt
of time?

My mind wavers
but we can try this gen
Of your youth.
Fill this tried heart again.

Thanks. And that would be cool to have my stuff displayed other places. Post the site when you do. Thanks again

Actually I thinking of finishing this short story I started, and I might post it.

Well thank you. I don't think I have every read that poem, but I guess I'll pick it up now. I'll post more as it comes.

Okay I have posted my shorty, it is the not so short, short story

Thanks, Kyrie. It is good to hear from you. I see you, got the stuff I sent. THank you for commenting.