mushroom cloud                                    "an explosion", she said
                 I turned to ask her what she was talking about when I
       caught sight of the tv screen, and for the tiniest of moments I caught
myself thinking that there's something beautiful about that much energy and
so much destruction; energy - would it wipe me off my feet? maybe melt the skin
right off of my bones? heat, death and poison, I don't believe there's much you or I
would be able to feel dying in those flames, and I should probably be ashamed that I

SilenceSilence. Who are you supposed to be?
A friend to console me, and comfort me?
A rival to think and envy what I don't have?
A sign that what I desire will not come true?

Time will tell me, but in silence it speaks
And in silence it shall work its course,
Leaving me in an incredible daze that
Went over the limit of my daydream.

Not a soul can make out
What silence says to its asker,
For the answer and always be
The nothingness of a voice.

Silence. Why must you be so cruel
When you bounced the curses back at me
When you should cure my little heart
Wounded by the incidents I want not happen?

I am not asking my own questions,
But asking what

My true familyFamily?
What does that word mean?
Is it who your biologically related too?
Is the people who helped raise you?
Or is the people that made you become you?

We all have family even if their not there
We all have friends even if they don't seem to care
We all need happiness and for life to be fair
But is it family that gets us there?
Or is it the friends who never seem to care?

Family as it is defined means little to me
Because my biological family never wanted me
So family to me never gave me what i need
but the people in Sheffield
Who gave me what i need
Are my true family

Los Amores de Nuestras Vidas Cap 16"Todos a la Nieve".

Las chicas se fueron a su casa & los chicos igual. Después se juntarían en el centro para poder arrendar una camioneta 4x4 & alguien que los llevase, aunque

Brick supiera conducir, preferían no correr el riego de morir. Los seis llegaron casi al mismo tiempo al lugar de encuentro. Bubbles & Boomer venían vestidos

completamente de blanco, Bubbles llevaba una gran maleta. Brick & Blossom también llevaban grandes maletas, como si se fueran a quedar por días. Los verdes

solo llevaban equipo de esquí.

.- ¿Por que tantas cosas? .- Pregunto Buttercup

.- Solo vamos por

In my heart I sit aloneIn my heart I sit alone with no soul by my side to give me hope that tomorrow will come in this my darkest hour demons bite at my feet angles cry out my name
They feel my pain I stand to my feet I walk to face my doom in this my final battle my sins will be laid bare for all to see as I face death will be my judge as u pull the plug on my life

No RightFarewell paradise.
I've lost my dreams to you.
I've paid your price.
Don't come and help me.
I'll only push you away.
For I'd rather lose my life.
Then to have you make yourself stay.
The suffering is grusome.
The pain it will hurt.
For you see my head is now empty.
As these flames begin to burn.
And so I shall cry.
As these nightmares begin.
Sowing my mouth shut.
As I slowly give in.

In the land of life and death In the land of life and death here I stand and I call out he's name with my bleeding soul hand on my heart I feel it slowly stop as I fall to my knees my mind goes back to the day I first saw you in your battle armour you stand tall a holy knight with no fear in your eyes your the one i call out to the only one who can save my soul but now my eyes go dark my skin turns cold I am no more my body turns to stone my soul is cut from my body all is lost my love will not come to my side

La couer de la merTears rolling over my cheeks,
that day still in my head.
It touched my heart, from the beginning to the end.
The sea did not have mercy on them,
and many mistakes have been made.
Now they are in heaven looking down on us.
They are the hearts of the sea and we shall never forget them.
And still, she sails in all her glory,
dead like her passengers but still going.
Always onwards forevermore,
and through the seven seas.
For the Titanic lives on.

Music

Read description if you are confused:

In blue starting from the yellow dot:
Music helps people express themselves in various ways. Some can listen to it for days and days. And it can show up in every which way. May it be screamo, grunge, or blaring hip-hop. Rockin' roll, soul, country, or catchy pop. Whether it be jazz, R & B, a march, rap, or a classic tune, music can make each and every heart swoon.

In red:
Bringer of peace to wars.

Battle in the Twin Sala garden

At the river sat a boy
watching the water flowing by
seeing the pain of the world
with his ocean eyes closed
but as the years went by
his wings carried him high
and when eternal night rises
when death stretches out its claws
it is light against darkness
gold against underworld gems
forces clash a great fight
the virgin raises her fists, sets her sight
on the twins the goat, the waterbearer
closing shut the lotus door
demon's bane, ancient sealing rosary
treasure of heaven, keeping evil at bay
and thus, in the sacred garden
just like Buddha has done
the boy lays his head down in eternal rest
beneath the Twin Sala Trees

Wisdom's daughter

Born of wisdom and war
Athena’s daughter
hair of gold and storm-grey eyes
behind which great strenght lies
in her beauty and knowledge unite
strategy and architecture her delight
her sharp tongue, her cunning mind
her wit, always highly tuned
they’re her weapons on her quests
helping her through trials and tests
a child haunted by prophecies
with a life as stormy as the seas
through mazes, across the land
her quests send her around
finally becoming the architect of Olympus
to restore the home oft he gods
but in the very end
as was long ago prophecied
wisdom’s daughter walks alone
following the Mark of Athena, burning in Rom

Shield of the World

Wings of pure gold
spread and enclose the world
bathing it
in a warm golden light
made of feathers of justice
they take flight and rise
the Archer soars through high realms
traveling through the mist of dreams
sending across the skies
his mighty battle cries
his body is shield against the dark
amidst the darkness a bright spark
and golden feathers fall
when he heeds Athena’s call
even beyond death, he spreads his wings
to protect his goodess and justice
he’s a shield of light against the shadow land
forever the shield of the world

Not AfraidI am nothing anymore
So hit me one last time
Come hurt me, I dare you
Let's see if I'll cry

You see I'm not afraid
Not anymore
I've seen past your games
And figured out what's in store

Twisted in your ways
Insanity is what you yell
So I shall silence your words
With this last foolish farewell

Art

The Art,
The Heart,
The Beauty that grows within.

The Dart,
The Part,
The Truth that society hides within.

The Bitch & the Tart,
The Bastard & the Fart,
The Soul of a Person, lies within.

The Death would to start,
The Soul to depart,
The Feelings would mutter within.

The Knowledge impart,
The Intention would thwart,
The Meaning within.

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A Sonnet to My Mind

by *TehAngelsCry, May 24, 2011, 5:40:36 AM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Concrete Poetry

In the hallows of your mind, do you see
the memories of your dreams that will become
grass beneath your feet? Your reality!
No - not yours. It is my mind. My kingdom.
My skies so vibrant, and an unknown hue.
The creatures around me whisper my name.
A lake before me in crystalline blue
With gentle ripples, caressing the rain.
A docile breeze brings with it the silence,
Unexpected and unwanted, it stuns
me. Darkness begins to descend - so dense -
And I find myself lost beneath two suns.
Inside my mind are infinite new worlds,
With dangerous monsters, and golden pearls.

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This was written for #PremiumMembers contest: [link] (I hope I'm not too late to submit it).

Yes, my mind - whoo! I was trying to portray a mind which is fantastical, but there is also darkness. Not necessarily evil, but dangerous memories/thoughts which I try to keep hidden. Does that seem to come through at all?

If you enjoyed this, why not look at some of my other sonnets?
Sonnet to a Father - [link]
A Sonnet to Time - [link]
Sonnet to the Sky - [link]
Rebirth - [link]

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Comment: What to say? Okay, so this was an interesting piece because when I look up at the vision marker I see that your sonnet starts out like it's for the reader then you pull the rug from underneath their feet and expose a dimension of reality that would have been to hard to explain, but you do very elegantly. This is very original as i follow your flow and come to grips with a jealousy that comes from looking at someones uthopia. The use of words and the equal rhythm of your lines, well almost equa,l sets a regal mood about the air. Line ten seems to have been cut so that stuns with suns rhyme, I know that your supposed to have ten syllables but maybe try to fatten up line 11 and get rid of the me. As for impact I thought this was good flow wise but the last two lines seem to be leading to even more, it doesn't seem like it wants to end but much props on writing somthing with a fixed structure. All and all this was a very good piece with interesting language and the such and if you choose to further run with this piece I would like to see where it will go.

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~mkmetalhead Sep 2, 2011 Student Writer

This is feedback as requested from the PoetryUK August Contest:

I like to start with negatives and end on a positive, so we end with a smile

Okay, not too many negatives to choose from, but one I picked out was the use of enjambment. While lines 1 & 2 flow together quite nicely, along with 7 & 8, 10 & 11 don't. It reads as "unwanted it stuns. Me." which is very jarring.
The only other thing I can pick out is a slight inequality in rhythm which is inconsistent with the fixed form. I'm nit-picking now tbh, but maybe another edit keeping solely in mind stressed and unstressed syllables would be fruitful.
It's much easier to pick out positives, but I'll just choose one. The one that really jumps out at me is the astounding use of assonance in the first three lines -- "do you see/the memories of your dreams that will become/grass beneath your feet". Straight away the reader is drawn in by the elegant use of language, and contributes in a big way to my high opinion of this piece.

Overall, I really enjoyed this piece and look forward to reading more of your stuff

Contest results will be posted tomorrow with any luck.

*TehAngelsCry Sep 5, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you very much for the critique! I suppose the line you mentioned "unwanted, it stuns me" is the worst there... but I wasn't sure how to rewrite it given the constraints. Do you have any suggestions?

~holayutasan Aug 1, 2011 Student Writer

This is such a lovely poem. I love the flow of it, it's sort of like speech, but not quite. The imagery is nice, too.

*TehAngelsCry Aug 3, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

I'm glad you like it

Thank you very much for your comment!

~Charmed-Ravenclaw Jul 31, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

This is quite fantastic. I like the exciting fast pace of this poem.

*TehAngelsCry Jul 31, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

I'm really glad that you like it

~Wolvesmaycry May 29, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

This is realy good. It makes a good image in ones head, and it is very emotinal ^^ Well done <3

*TehAngelsCry May 29, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you very much

I'm glad you like it so!

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*Ani-Eimi May 24, 2011 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

WOW! I like this a LOT!

Your description is very good.
You certainly caught my interest! Awesome job!

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