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Written by melissatissa in portal Poetry & Free Verse

I just wanna tell you how I feel.

You got me inside out

And I can't hardly breathe

Cause your sight takes me away

To another place that I would rather be than without you

But to you I'm

Just another girl passing by where you work just to see you

You got me going the long way just to see you

I watch your face as you work

Your smile seems fake, your lips turn just so

But when you see me, can it be

That you're waiting just for me?

It can't be... it shouldn't be...

You grab my waist and pull me in

We've met a few times before

Chance encounters on the road

But each time it's time to go

We actually never said a word

But one day I'll tell you that

You got me inside out

Can't wait to see you cause your smile takes me away to a whole other place that I refuse to leave anymore

And I refuse to

Be the random girl passing by where you work just to see you

Just let me know if you feel the way

If you feel the way that I do

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Written by melissatissa in portal Poetry & Free Verse
I just wanna tell you how I feel.
You got me inside out
And I can't hardly breathe
Cause your sight takes me away
To another place that I would rather be than without you
But to you I'm
Just another girl passing by where you work just to see you
You got me going the long way just to see you

I watch your face as you work
Your smile seems fake, your lips turn just so
But when you see me, can it be
That you're waiting just for me?
It can't be... it shouldn't be...
You grab my waist and pull me in


We've met a few times before
Chance encounters on the road
But each time it's time to go
We actually never said a word
But one day I'll tell you that

You got me inside out
Can't wait to see you cause your smile takes me away to a whole other place that I refuse to leave anymore
And I refuse to
Be the random girl passing by where you work just to see you
Just let me know if you feel the way
If you feel the way that I do
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Write about a terrible character—a monster, a villain, the worst person you have ever known—and make that character sympathetic to readers.
Written by AlSalehi

The Dawn of the Night

Hush be still

and let me in;

You I’ll hold

and place within.

Open Yourself

as this is my Day;

This is my Time

prepare for my Play.

Constricting your vision

thus blinding your sight;

Completing my mission

as Darkness mates Light.

I am the One

who commits this Rape,

Whilst drowning your Sun

beneath my cape…

As no arm of Law,

has the reach of claw,

To escape,

my Escape.

Now I mean no harm

as I may seem dark;

But blame me not

for absorbing your spark.

Alas I’m held captive

in an equation;

By an ‘Empty Set’

that solves for Salvation.

Without you beneath me

I am potential in a womb;

For your being gives birth

to my arousal to consume.

I shall take your drought

and relieve all your fears;

As I rain upon you

with oceans of tears.

Should you elect to breathe

underneath my blinds;

It shall be by a bond

that forever binds…

Me onto you

with few tears left to cry;

Leaving you wet

with no warmth to help dry.

Succumb now to this slave

of Nature’s whimsical yearning;

For I’ve many visits to make

whilst this Earth keeps turning.

Hush my beloved

be laid tranquil and light;

For ‘at the end of the Day’

I am, the Night!

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Written by AlSalehi
The Dawn of the Night
Hush be still
and let me in;
You I’ll hold
and place within.

Open Yourself
as this is my Day;
This is my Time
prepare for my Play.

Constricting your vision
thus blinding your sight;
Completing my mission
as Darkness mates Light.

I am the One
who commits this Rape,
Whilst drowning your Sun
beneath my cape…
As no arm of Law,
has the reach of claw,
To escape,
my Escape.

Now I mean no harm
as I may seem dark;
But blame me not
for absorbing your spark.

Alas I’m held captive
in an equation;
By an ‘Empty Set’
that solves for Salvation.

Without you beneath me
I am potential in a womb;
For your being gives birth
to my arousal to consume.

I shall take your drought
and relieve all your fears;
As I rain upon you
with oceans of tears.

Should you elect to breathe
underneath my blinds;
It shall be by a bond
that forever binds…

Me onto you
with few tears left to cry;
Leaving you wet
with no warmth to help dry.

Succumb now to this slave
of Nature’s whimsical yearning;
For I’ve many visits to make
whilst this Earth keeps turning.

Hush my beloved
be laid tranquil and light;
For ‘at the end of the Day’
I am, the Night!


Copyright © 1986-2017
Al Salehi
All Rights Reserved
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Written by GoreWhore

Salvation

Walking down the street on a lovely Sunday morn

I was going to the church house as per the norm

Saw the pastor and his kids

Walking through the front door

He said "good morning and god bless"

And I couldn't wait to hear more

Said a few hellos and shook hands

Then sat in the front with my friend

But what the preacher man said

He just could not comprehend

"The blood of Christ can wash you clean

He died just for you

There's no price you have to pay

Accepting is all that you do"

He said Man how can that be

You don't even know what I've done

There's no way on earth i could ever

Deserve the grace of the Son

I said Of course that's the truth

But what you don't understand

Is Jesus died for our sins

Yours, mine, and every mans

What you've done doesn't matter

It's about what Jesus has done

He already fought all your battles

And the victory has been won

Your whole life will be changed,

All you need to do is be humble.

There's no easy path you can take,

It's impossible not to stumble

He said "you know what, you're right

Jesus died just for me.

It's like the pain now is gone

And my whole life now is free."

We bowed down together

Prayed and thanked God for his son

'Cause no one is perfect

No, not even one

But he believed that we were

Worthy of his grace and his love

So I don't mind living for him

'Till we rise up above.

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Written by GoreWhore
Salvation
Walking down the street on a lovely Sunday morn
I was going to the church house as per the norm
Saw the pastor and his kids
Walking through the front door
He said "good morning and god bless"
And I couldn't wait to hear more
Said a few hellos and shook hands
Then sat in the front with my friend
But what the preacher man said
He just could not comprehend
"The blood of Christ can wash you clean
He died just for you
There's no price you have to pay
Accepting is all that you do"
He said Man how can that be
You don't even know what I've done
There's no way on earth i could ever
Deserve the grace of the Son
I said Of course that's the truth
But what you don't understand
Is Jesus died for our sins
Yours, mine, and every mans
What you've done doesn't matter
It's about what Jesus has done
He already fought all your battles
And the victory has been won
Your whole life will be changed,
All you need to do is be humble.
There's no easy path you can take,
It's impossible not to stumble
He said "you know what, you're right
Jesus died just for me.
It's like the pain now is gone
And my whole life now is free."
We bowed down together
Prayed and thanked God for his son
'Cause no one is perfect
No, not even one
But he believed that we were
Worthy of his grace and his love
So I don't mind living for him
'Till we rise up above.
#poetry  #spirituality  #lyrics 
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Make a story using song lyrics from various songs. Please tag me and luck. This may be a little hard and may cause a little bit more thinking to piece together different songs.
Written by NyxNight

Just beginning

*Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain* Stories of a stranger unchanged and *I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined.* Why don't they see. This ghost is not me. *I was broke down, I had hit the ground* and the pieces were forever changed. Never will they form again. 

(*Did you lose what won't return?*) 

*I was crying out, couldn't make no sound,* while they laughed and watched me burn. *Run through the flames, that's more passion for me; let them see that even as they *beat down on me, beat down like a waterfall,**I can take on so much more than I had ever dreamed.* But strength will never heal what's already broken. Only love can heal the hate that shattered me. *I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days.* It seems, no one loves the hero that was broken so they would never break. The unbroken can never love the shield that kept them whole. But even as I know the truth, I still fall for the cruel facade. Falling every time but arms will never catch me. (*Did you love but never learn?*)

*Written on these walls are the colors that I can't change.* Eyes a sorrowful blue; nails as red as blood; Hair a dull brown; clothes black as mourning and black as the night. *I am a freedom fighter, the name that history wrote. An even through disaster, eye of the tiger for hope.* I will keep on fighting; keep on trying until there's nothing left. Even as I scream inside; even as I smile,

*no one hears the silent tears collecting*

(*The fire's out but still it burns*) 

*You know I had lost hope, I was all alone* but *I'm just beginning,* and now,*the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned. *

The lyrics are from:

Story of my life -One Direction

Unwritten -Natasha Bedingfield 

Invincible -Kelly Clarkson

Flares -The Script

It's on again -Alicia Keys

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Written by NyxNight
Just beginning
*Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain* Stories of a stranger unchanged and *I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined.* Why don't they see. This ghost is not me. *I was broke down, I had hit the ground* and the pieces were forever changed. Never will they form again. 
(*Did you lose what won't return?*) 

*I was crying out, couldn't make no sound,* while they laughed and watched me burn. *Run through the flames, that's more passion for me; let them see that even as they *beat down on me, beat down like a waterfall,**I can take on so much more than I had ever dreamed.* But strength will never heal what's already broken. Only love can heal the hate that shattered me. *I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days.* It seems, no one loves the hero that was broken so they would never break. The unbroken can never love the shield that kept them whole. But even as I know the truth, I still fall for the cruel facade. Falling every time but arms will never catch me. (*Did you love but never learn?*)

*Written on these walls are the colors that I can't change.* Eyes a sorrowful blue; nails as red as blood; Hair a dull brown; clothes black as mourning and black as the night. *I am a freedom fighter, the name that history wrote. An even through disaster, eye of the tiger for hope.* I will keep on fighting; keep on trying until there's nothing left. Even as I scream inside; even as I smile,
*no one hears the silent tears collecting*
(*The fire's out but still it burns*) 


*You know I had lost hope, I was all alone* but *I'm just beginning,* and now,*the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned. *





The lyrics are from:
Story of my life -One Direction
Unwritten -Natasha Bedingfield 
Invincible -Kelly Clarkson
Flares -The Script
It's on again -Alicia Keys
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Written by manto in portal Poetry & Free Verse

RIP Chris Cornell

I stole your metaphors

and built my understanding of my life

You saw yourself as darkness but I grew

in your light

Ten years later at the other end of the sea

I've weathered my storms

and I look back to see

Pieces of the lifeboat

that had once carried me

Farewell, brother in arms

Your voice will be the speed in my arrows

And your words the strength in my shield

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Written by manto in portal Poetry & Free Verse
RIP Chris Cornell
I stole your metaphors
and built my understanding of my life
You saw yourself as darkness but I grew
in your light
Ten years later at the other end of the sea
I've weathered my storms
and I look back to see
Pieces of the lifeboat
that had once carried me
Farewell, brother in arms
Your voice will be the speed in my arrows
And your words the strength in my shield

#nonfiction  #poetry  #news  #culture  #lyrics 
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Written by SelfTitled in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Girls Like U (Drink Bleach)

"Quit acting like a baby

Or at least less like a child."

Caught up in the cig smoke called your forever

drenched in the fogginess clouded in your lungs

I'll learn that feeling called turbulence

quaking through your arteries until something just

snap.

It tastes good, don't it?

That burning down, down, down that rabbit hole

called your throat

churning in your stomach

drowning your butterflies in acid.

Yeah, that's the spirit.

Give me your forever.

Because I don't fuck with--

©SelfTitled, 2017

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Written by SelfTitled in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Girls Like U (Drink Bleach)
"Quit acting like a baby
Or at least less like a child."

Caught up in the cig smoke called your forever
drenched in the fogginess clouded in your lungs
I'll learn that feeling called turbulence
quaking through your arteries until something just
snap.

It tastes good, don't it?
That burning down, down, down that rabbit hole
called your throat
churning in your stomach
drowning your butterflies in acid.
Yeah, that's the spirit.

Give me your forever.
Because I don't fuck with--



©SelfTitled, 2017

#poetry  #lyrics  #Blackbear  #GirlsLikeU  #InspiredByMusic 
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Written by DaniciaTari in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Reluctance; a memoir.

I don't want to write anymore.

I don't want to feel the weight

Of this pen

Sinking me

Like an anchor

To the bottom of every blank

Page before me.

I don't want to write anymore.

I don't want to wake up

Shaking and sweating

Wondering if I could've

Said anything different

To make him stay.

And he hasn't even left.

Yet.

I don't want to write anymore.

I don't want to carry the burden,

Of every artist who's written

Before me.

And every poet

Sure to arise from the ashes.

I don't want to write anymore.

Yet here I sit,

Pen in hand.

Reluctant,

And

Ready.

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Written by DaniciaTari in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Reluctance; a memoir.
I don't want to write anymore.
I don't want to feel the weight
Of this pen
Sinking me
Like an anchor
To the bottom of every blank
Page before me.

I don't want to write anymore.
I don't want to wake up
Shaking and sweating
Wondering if I could've
Said anything different
To make him stay.
And he hasn't even left.
Yet.

I don't want to write anymore.
I don't want to carry the burden,
Of every artist who's written
Before me.
And every poet
Sure to arise from the ashes.


I don't want to write anymore.
Yet here I sit,
Pen in hand.
Reluctant,
And
Ready.
#fantasy  #romance  #poetry  #philosophy  #spirituality  #lyrics 
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Write about loss. Emotional, material, physical, mental, or any other kind. All forms of poetry welcome.
Written by AlSalehi in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Da Capo al Fine

Not very long

should you sit and cry;

Grieving and asking

the question “Why”?

For when something is born

it’s destined to die,

As every ‘Hello’

has an implied, ‘Goodbye.’

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Written by AlSalehi in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Da Capo al Fine
Not very long
should you sit and cry;
Grieving and asking
the question “Why”?

For when something is born
it’s destined to die,
As every ‘Hello’
has an implied, ‘Goodbye.’


Copyright © 1986-2017
Al Salehi
All Rights Reserved
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Death of the Gods [by Primordial]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ePGo0wY1bE

We stood on the shoulders of giants,

Like atlas with the burden of faith.

We clasped our hands- our hands!- in praise

Of a conqueror's right to tyranny.

And this is a language that has not passed

Our lips in one thousand...

One thousand years!

So heretics, I call to you!

And partisans, stand as one!

And rebels, raise your voices!

If not, then all is lost.

And this is the death of the Republic, and make no mistake:

The senate is lost and Zeus is laughing,

So Mars, God of war, can you hurl a lightning bolt

To smash the temple of the blind?

The Tiber is over... Is overflowing

With the blood of innocent men.

So heretics, I call to you!

And partisans, stand as one!

And rebels, raise your voices!

If not, then all is lost.

And so we stood, among thieves, liars and murderers,

Whose names shall live in eternal rest and infamy.

Disgraced kings enshrined with their pious men.

Who ruled us all with the bloodied spear of destiny.

You knew my name before I was born.

You knew my death from the moment it passed my lips.

And this is the death of the Republic.

It's dead and gone, with Pearse in the grave;

And we are haunted to the end, by the ghosts of Connolly's army;

And skeletal fingers, around the trigger of Collins' demise;

And Parnell's dreams are turned to nothing but dust..

"And I say to my people's masters: beware, beware of the

thing that is coming, beware of the risen people, who shall

take what ye would not give.

Did ye think to conquer the people? Or that law is stronger

than life and than man's desire to be free?"

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Death of the Gods [by Primordial]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ePGo0wY1bE

We stood on the shoulders of giants,
Like atlas with the burden of faith.
We clasped our hands- our hands!- in praise
Of a conqueror's right to tyranny.
And this is a language that has not passed
Our lips in one thousand...
One thousand years!

So heretics, I call to you!
And partisans, stand as one!
And rebels, raise your voices!
If not, then all is lost.

And this is the death of the Republic, and make no mistake:
The senate is lost and Zeus is laughing,
So Mars, God of war, can you hurl a lightning bolt
To smash the temple of the blind?
The Tiber is over... Is overflowing
With the blood of innocent men.

So heretics, I call to you!
And partisans, stand as one!
And rebels, raise your voices!
If not, then all is lost.

And so we stood, among thieves, liars and murderers,
Whose names shall live in eternal rest and infamy.
Disgraced kings enshrined with their pious men.
Who ruled us all with the bloodied spear of destiny.

You knew my name before I was born.
You knew my death from the moment it passed my lips.

And this is the death of the Republic.
It's dead and gone, with Pearse in the grave;
And we are haunted to the end, by the ghosts of Connolly's army;
And skeletal fingers, around the trigger of Collins' demise;
And Parnell's dreams are turned to nothing but dust..

"And I say to my people's masters: beware, beware of the
thing that is coming, beware of the risen people, who shall
take what ye would not give.
Did ye think to conquer the people? Or that law is stronger
than life and than man's desire to be free?"
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We are a literary agency seeking fresh talent. In 200 words or more, demonstrate your writing talent. We will be in touch with any and all promising participants throughout the rest of this quarter.
Written by AlSalehi

The Poet & The Poem

- Reading between the Lines –

…It’s the Passion,

It’s the Crime,

It’s the Rhythm,

It’s the Rhyme…

Words can speak images in volumes it’s said,

Not actualizing ‘till actually read.

Grasp onto my hands and raise us up swift,

Should I let us down, provide us a lift.

Save our poise from poison and shield me when,

I expose my soul every now and then.

Reflect my aura if I incur chagrin,

Maintain my value if they maintain a grin.

Amaze and amuse the masses before me,

Scheme up a rhyme and then have them adore me.

Multiply with me my expressions to be,

Letting energy flow from my Cells to Chi.

Help me interpret these dreamlike creations,

Parley my visions on verbal foundations.

Empower me when all eyes are upon us,

Trickle off my tongue like wine upon stardust.

Feed me when my esteem becomes meek,

Offer me hope should our Earth grow weak.

Make me believe in potential as prophet,

Prove those who believe shall always have profit.

Become the Fluid in the roots of this tree,

Quenching the yearning of my leaves if thirsty.

Should this be the end, and it’s just you and me…

Let me thank you, my poem, by writing ‘merci'!

For the more I grow, the more grounded I’ll be,

Hence humble and timeless, whilst at your mercy.

So I beg as your servant, hear my last plea,

Bestow me the words that allows them, to see.

Copyright © 1986-2017

Al Salehi

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Written by AlSalehi
The Poet & The Poem
- Reading between the Lines –



…It’s the Passion,
It’s the Crime,
It’s the Rhythm,
It’s the Rhyme…



Words can speak images in volumes it’s said,
Not actualizing ‘till actually read.



Grasp onto my hands and raise us up swift,
Should I let us down, provide us a lift.
Save our poise from poison and shield me when,
I expose my soul every now and then.
Reflect my aura if I incur chagrin,
Maintain my value if they maintain a grin.
Amaze and amuse the masses before me,
Scheme up a rhyme and then have them adore me.
Multiply with me my expressions to be,
Letting energy flow from my Cells to Chi.
Help me interpret these dreamlike creations,
Parley my visions on verbal foundations.
Empower me when all eyes are upon us,
Trickle off my tongue like wine upon stardust.
Feed me when my esteem becomes meek,
Offer me hope should our Earth grow weak.
Make me believe in potential as prophet,
Prove those who believe shall always have profit.
Become the Fluid in the roots of this tree,
Quenching the yearning of my leaves if thirsty.
Should this be the end, and it’s just you and me…
Let me thank you, my poem, by writing ‘merci'!
For the more I grow, the more grounded I’ll be,
Hence humble and timeless, whilst at your mercy.
So I beg as your servant, hear my last plea,
Bestow me the words that allows them, to see.


Copyright © 1986-2017
Al Salehi
All Rights Reserved
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