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The Catacombs."The Catacombs."

Some have kept skeletons in their closet.

I have kept catacombs...

A closet wouldn't fit,

All the secrets I tucked away.The Catacombs. by ~InsatiableStarvation

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Liquid Diamonds. by ~InsatiableStarvation

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Motherland. by ~InsatiableStarvation

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Hallucination. by ~InsatiableStarvation

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These are all my poems. They represent different things, from my memories and experiences, to simply random creation from my imagination. Please show respect and do not copy my work, if you want a poem, I can make you one. Other than that, I hope you all enjoy these. Thank you.

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WordsmithWordsmiths!
This is a call to arms,
My brothers and sisters,
My brethren and kin!
Come, wield your weapons of ink and anarchy,
Plastic and passion.
Let loose your attacks, concise and precise
So that they may hit ever deeper, aim ever true.
With elegant movement, an economy of motion,
A fluidity of the fingers,
Capture.
Entice.
Reveal.
FIGHT
Against intolerance, injustice, impossibility
FIGHT
Against those pessimists claiming to be realists
Against those who would hold back dreamers
Against lies, against our common enemy
Reality
Which is but what we make of it.

We are wordsmiths,
Our pens- our weapons of choice,
Our words- our attack.
We unvWordsmith by ~Contradictory55

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ProcrastinationProcrastination.
A terrible way to live,
A strange way to die.Procrastination by ~Haiku-san

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To Climb a TreeWhen we were young
you asked me
to climb a tree for you
"Be brave!" you said,
and climb that tree
to get a better view.
I climbed the tree,
as I was asked
and made it almost to the top
I clung to my branch and found myself
scared witless and stuck halfway
I couldn't go up, I couldn't go down
but you told me not to stop.
"Go on!" you cried
"Up to the top! To find a better view!"
and I did as you asked
because even then
I was quite in love with you.
When we were older
you asked me
to pack my bags and meet you
in the park at night and greet you
with a kiss and a ticket for the train.
"We'll off and find a better life!"
you said, and I believed you
though I remembered the day
the firemen came
to get me down from the tree
"Why'd you go up all the way up there?"
they asked, and I answered only, "The view".
I remembered my scratched hands
and how ashamed I felt
at getting stuck in the tree
like a baby, or worse, a coward
and I wondered then,
at the station, as in the tree
as the trainTo Climb a Tree by ~IntelligentZombie

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DreamsWe sat under our star
As he played his guitar
And he told me he believed in my dreams.

Of words that would flow
Drifting mountains and snow
Sewing letters back up at their seams.

He said "if you make it rhyme
I will keep you in time
Your piano will play nice and slow."

I sang under our star
As he played his guitar
Our own, private little show.

Dreams

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For a short poem, this is very impacting, and I found myself visualizing this "private little show". The first three lines are simple...

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Teddy BearWhy are you so tired, little one,
with your mouth half open
and your raccoon-eyed gaze?

Does the patter of the rain against
your windowpane not soothe you?
That's such a shame.

Not even a thousand goose feathers
can calm your chaotic mind?
They were hard for me to find.

Is it because of the bedtime Boogeymen,
who release wicked witches to dance in
deformed shadows against your walls?

Let's make a stronghold of blankets
and a forcefield of night-lights
to fight the terrors of the night.

And as you hold me tight, I swear
on my loyal life, I will protect you.
Just rest your head, little one, and sleep.

Teddy Bear

by ~CelestialMemories

I find this poem to be extremely impressive. To begin, I noticed how the narrator (You, in this sense), are the Teddy Bear. It really s...

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I'm back.

by ~InsatiableStarvation, Jan 7, 2013, 9:53:42 AM
Journals / Personal

Hello everyone! It's me~! I know like half of you won't read this but it helps to say that I'm a little more open in terms of time! I came back to OVER 5000 messages. 5000... I don't even think I'd get to like, a tenth of that. Anywho, in my absence, I've learned a lot of things here in the surgery ward, like:

1. Gangrene smells... Horribly.
2. Your co-workers all hate each other in some way or form.
3. Patients tell the best stories.
4. Money like, flies out the doctors pockets.
5. Surgery is something I am interested in.

Oh, and actual things I learned:
1. How to apply certain dressings, bandages, and sutures.

Awesome right?! I wanted to learn more but I guess I'm gonna leave that for when I enter a hospital.

Other than that, my life is uneventful.

I will be posting a poem today.

Enjoy your day everyone! I'm not exactly back yet, but it was lovely seeing how much all of you people have developed. <3

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Adolfo
Artist | Student | Literature

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I'm Adolfo. I'm from New York and throughout my lifetime, I've been learning. I observe society and how it works, an I then force it's truths out of my mind. This is the work of my poetry, which is what I do at heart; what I do best. I adore the strange, the abstract, the incomprehensible. The gift of language is what I use to show the world it's importance. Other that that, I'm a normal, everyday, thinking young adult.

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