Poems for all the CB writers Options

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For the poet in us all. Dunno if this is the right place for the thread, but here ya go. Feel free to post your poetry... And be open to criticism (hopefully constructive!). Here's one of mine...
Hope you like it. And give some cc plz...Ty

Moral Anaesthesia

We were always barred behind
each other's private walls;
with miles of air and oceanic mass,
words unspoken behind bullet-proof glass.
Helpless and stuck in a mere illusion,
a fleeting moment past much too soon;
the promise of God to a fool,
beauty too pure to ever be true.

I bite my lip as
I kiss you goodbye,
try to look away when
my love flies by.

I bite my lip and
repeat the old lie,
try to look away 'cause
boys
don't
cry.

Tonight you tore down all dreams
built with white lies and deceit.
Where I once stood comfortably numb,
I weep and rot deaf, blind and dumb;
Feast in misery like cheap red wine,
the easiest substitute for the truth.
Moral anaesthesia, morphine for the soul -
the price you pay, for losing control.

I bite my lip as
I kiss you goodbye,
try to look away when
my love flies by.

I bite my lip and
repeat the old lie,
try to look away 'cause
boys
don't
cry.

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This is also in my xanga....


SAD POEM
God saw you gettng tired
and a cure was not to be;
So he put his arms around you,
and whispered " come to me."

With tearful eyes we watched you,
and saw you pass away:

Although we loved you dearly,
we could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,
hard working hands at rest;

God broke our hearts to prove to us,
he only takes the best.

I wish to fade
Into the blue sky
Where I know
A place to fly
To disappear
In thin air
fukc this world
It's not fair
It's great to fly
Having fun
Releasing the fear
which I have done
The breeze to feel
No more thinking
To know im safe
No more of that picking
The sky so bright
Fly to the sun
And fly back
I hope I won
I hope to appear one day
to my favorite place
Wondering if anyone cares
If thats the case
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on the snow.
I am the sunlight on the ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circle flight.
I am the sunlight that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die.