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The Poetry Corner II
The Hole submitted by Stephen Macomber ~ MT View Stephen's Ad
Cast into darkness.
A world within a world,
an existence without existing;
tormented screams go unheard
Esoteric revenge to men unwilling to bend.
No mercy asked, no mercy given
walking alone until the end.

Religio submitted by Daniel Murphy ~ NJ View Daniel's Ad
Beneath the starlit sky
Of a blue black night
Amidst the scented roses
Of a springtime garden
Two lovers embrace

In this instance of pressed flesh
The temporal world
Teaming with all of its dichotomies dissolves
As eternity is experienced in each others arms

This archetypal sacred ritual
Based on a faith in each other
Is the product of untrammled loving kindness
Free of all encumbrances
Existing in perfection

Entering this temple with halcyon intent
Bestows a boon in our hearts
Inching us closer to divinity
By realizing our true nature

Grace A limited and lackluster existence
I did lead
until you came along
finding my bound and knotted heart
constricted by my limited mind
and its conditioned tendencies
a finite ego
languishing upon the vast field of consciousness
your love and wisdom
pierced it
serendipitously exposing
my beauty to myself
as reflected in your being
with my heart now flung open
I recognize what this life is all about.
Thank you for bestowing me with your grace
for I am blessed to have received it.

THE PERFECT MAN submitted by George Jeffries ~ FL View George's Ad
Excuse me Ms… but, you seem desperate, yeah, for somebody young with a positive outlook on life. No, not only that, but a MAN. Just because we have a penis, does not make us a man. A man is respectful, understanding, loyal, listens plus takes advice, but not only to his lady but to his and her family, and is willing to accept you as you are. Regardless if you have kids or not. Ms. I said all that to say this… a MAN, does not depend on the color of your skin, 'cause love has no color. A MAN does not care about beauty because love has none. A man believes a woman is an angel that has fallen out of the sky. Yeah, you may have pretty eyes and face and a body to die for, but a true man does not care about that, all he cares about is expressing himself to you. DAMN what everybody says, you are your own woman and make your own choices. A man is here to console you and I, as a MAN, want to give you what your body and mind are calling for, and that's ME. You may have had everything money can buy and all the "so called men" but you have not experienced me, THE MAN.

Untitled submitted by Dale E. Flanagan ~ NV View Dale's Ad
The sun is not so warm
nor the moon so full
without a letter
from the heart.

Something is missing
Something...heart filling, freeing, invigorating...
a letter,
from you.
Write soon.

What would happen if love fled the world?
Would chaos be released
Would nations fall
Would civilization come to an end and
Would the world stand still?
Out in the field the tree stands, leaves
praising the sun.
Below the ant is moving dirt building it's home.
The bee is buzzing flower to flower gathering
it's food.
I will love.
And the world?

Some days are marked by moments that set
them apart from the one before or the one to follow
In here one day is exactly like the one before
or the one to follow
An endless march of days
Days that wear at you, crush and grind you
Weathering a mountain down to the grains of
sand that make up the beach on some coast
Each day the same...
Except to receive that one letter from you
Make tomorrow a special day for us both, write soon.

If one did naught but apply himself, like a monk
in his chamber, to thoughts of love could all its
depth and breadth be plumbed. Could one feel every degree
of its life giving heat from its fiery hot beginnings
to its warm comfortable stability.
Could one fully appreciate each of its myriad shades
from the red to embarrass the rose to its soft
yellow mellow glow.
If one did apply all that he was to love he
would be thinking of love till the stars had all faded
from the sky and the earth had frozen over
and still only the barest knowledge of all love
is and does would he know.

Reality
vast
outrageous
Reality
beyond sight comprehension
Fantasy
imagined
Believed
became
Reality

Open the door.
What door?
There is no door seen felt
No door perceived by any sense
Truth
Love, vanishes all barriers
All stand open.

MY VOICE submitted by Doug Brooks ~ Gay View Doug's Ad
If I could hear my own voice,
What would it sound like?

Could I hear the pain of the past,
The hope for the future (if there is any)?

Would I be able to hear the scars,
Of being abandoned?

Would the sound of sadness leak through,
Like a stain through a funeral shroud?

Would I hear the sobbing of my inner child,
Lost, bewildered, confused (if he still exists)?

Would I be able to hear any hope,
Of loving and being loved?

Would I hear any joy,
In my life now?

Would I want to?

"Amour Vincit Omni A" (Love Conquers All Things) submitted by Andre Sheffield ~ FL View Andre's Ad
Teach me the songs and melodies of your heart
So I can rehearse in the ways of your pleasure.
Lead me to your wonderful garden from which I will never depart
Once the key to my love has unlocked your precious treasure.
Show me the rhythm of your soul so mine can match the beat
Let me know your closet secrets and I will do the same
Give me your hand to close and whisper something sweet,
Allow me just one dance with you within loves eternal
Flame

Silent Screams My voice speaks from this wilderness of cages within,
The bowels of injustice filled with dying men
A clanking of symbols vibrating on end,
Spilling forth with sound of ink from this pen,
My soul reaches out hoping to be heard,
By ears of one who hears unspoken words,
Looked upon my ears that are receptive to noise,
Felts by heart that feels the pulse by writing deploy,
If so touched by one blind there should be no doubts,
As for the volume of cries from which this paper shouts
For there's someone who's listening that should hear me it seems,
Tho my voice has been trapped within silent screams...

Be silent... Hear screams...

Forever & Always Forever and always our love will endure
Our hopes will grow stronger our thoughts more secure
Forever and always time will recall
The heart of our passion the start of it all.
Forever and always through darkness and light
The days will be rich with promise of night.
Forever and always our spirits will blend
Our hearts will join forces, soft messages send.
Forever and always our dreams will continue;
And all that I'm looking for will find within you.

Heavenly Vows Oh glorious, precious most beautiful moon
The stars are thy children the sun is thy groom,
The many atmosphere of the worlds make up thy gown
The universe is the alter at which thy stand
Each meteor a witness to a marriage so ground,
Cosmic explosions burst into fiery display
The darkness burrows shine from thy illuminate ray,
Which are but reflections a cast of great light
That glow ever so bright thy the shadows of night,
Your orbit in this wedding controls the earth tides
A solar system in which thou art most precious of brides

“These Bars” submitted by Macanthony Canady ~ CA View Macanthony's Ad
If these bars could speak they would have plenty to say;
They’d tell horrifying stories from what they see every day.
They would talk about the rust and the bloodstains they’re covered with;
and they would tell us about the men who killed themselves to get out of this.
They could talk about an eternity of pain they had to witness;
And many more lifetimes to come they’re destined to see it.
If these bars could talk they would cry out loud and even scream!
But not because of how they feel, but because of what they’ve seen.

“Silent Tears” My tears silently, but my heart cries out loud;
as pain silently rolls down my face in pools as deep as the Nile
Being a man I cry in the dark only to prevent others to see;
My painful but silent teardrops that release emotions from me
Who says men don’t cry? I say I’ve cried more than some;
Does this mean I’m weak? Where do these tears come from?
Mine has evolved from pain and love, happiness even grief;
I’ve cried tears of joy and sorrow from within me.
I never figured out the source that feeds my emotional stream;
Or why those silent tears often fall, and why do they fall uncontrollably?

“Remember Me” Take a good look at me… for you may never see me again;
I’ve been cast away like a stone; to a place filled with punished men.
In the place I’m headed some never make it out alive;
So please do not forget me if I fail to survive.
Forget me not… I have been hunted and caught;
Forget me not… if this place is where I’m destined to rot;
Take a good look at my face and remember who you see;
So as I’m cast away like a stone tossed into the ocean you will remember me.

“Beauty of a Rose” The beauty of a rose is… it comes from a seed;
It’s planted and nourished, then grows colorful for everyone to see.
It’s gentle and soft and doesn’t express any words of anger;
A rose represents kindness, affection and love; rather to a friend or stranger.
A rose is like a woman… she needs attention and love to be strong;
After the seed is planted we must dedicate time and energy daily for her to live on.
She’s a gentle little flower, her beauty is extreme and her scent is sweet;
For she would famish without love, because love is what feeds her needs.
Her purpose is to be delicate, loved and make her surroundings pleasurable for all;
She is a pretty little flower, may she be beautified and loved… may her beauty stand tall!

Untitled submitted by Carl Gallo Jr. ~ IL View Carl's Ad
A star you can see from afar,
It's the light at night.
It doesn't take much,
It's nothing you can touch.
Just look up at the sky,
Oh yeah, way up high.
As precious as it is,
And very rare, don't you dare
Be as peaceful as you can,
Some people just don't give a damn.
As long as you can see,
And have some faith, you can be
Whatever you want to be!
Slow it to come from the heart,
Only then will you be able to start.
No, don't let any feelings hide,
You don't have to, because
God's right by your side.
Just keep it real all the time,
That don't even cost you a dime.
We get out of life what we put in,
Jesus Christ died for our sins.

Illusion submitted by Lana David ~ TX View Lana's Ad
What a sweet illusion
or is it true
the feelings my dream proclaims
Are they unbalanced, or are they the same
I feel like a valuable player
in a love game
I want you with me
Not there - just there
I want you to be the one
that I could never compare
It brings me down to think
how my heart sinks
every time I try to find you again
It brings me painful confusion
But it's a wonderful illusion
I say it don't phase me
but it drives me crazy
that you're really not here
As if it's not clear
But I know you're out there
I've changed so much, for only you
I'll keep changing just show me you're true
I'll be there forever, for you
Till the illusion is reality
And I am all you can see

THEN I CRY submitted by William Clark ~ Death Row View Bill's Ad
Freedom taken,
Life forsaken,
Steel bars,
Painful scars,
Mental strains,
Waist chains,
Concrete walls,
Collect calls,
Nothing's fair,
Hard to bear,
Mind games,
Nick names,
Count bells,
Stairwells,
Masked strangers,
Constant dangers,
Jingling keys,
Trembling knees,
Lonely hours,
Faith sours,
Years wasted,
Hope tasted,
Questions why,
Then I cry

Untitled It's hard to believe,
that this is all real.
I live in a cage,
with bars made of steel.

The cell that I live in,
it is what you think.
Drab, barren walls
and a cold metal sink.

In a 9 by 12 cell,
that's more like a box,
I wake to the sounds
of opening locks.

My freedom was taken,
it was oh so abrupt,
by cops that were racists,
and truly corrupt.

Almost twelve years,
I've sat in this cell,
sometimes I pause,
and think I'm in hell.

Searching for answers,
and methods to cope,
tugs on my heartstrings,
and lessens my hope.

On murkier nights,
I can't bear the pain,
I sit in the dark,
and tears fall like rain.

My Dad said a man,
is not s'posed to cry,
but with all his teachings
he never said why.

lt's strange, but I have
no fear of dying.
To regain my freedom,
I must not stop trying.

Nothing will weaken,
my will to survive.
But sometimes I question,
am I dead or alive?

BETWEEN THE LINES When I read between the lines...
I see your fears, worries
And insecurities.

When I read between the lines...
I see the tears you've shed over people
Who have hurt and misunderstood you.

When I read between the lines...
I see a void that has left you wanting,
Needing and Yearning for something better.

When I read between the lines...
I see the Wall you've build around your Heart
For protection.

When I read between the lines...
I see a mind that's weary from trying to answer
So many unanswerable questions.

When I read between the lines...
I see the loneliness, frustration and anxiety
That imprisons you.

When I read between the lines...
I pause...
And imagine how wonderful it would be
If you would just let me in.

You You sing a song of love and praise,
A song that's never blue.
A song that has a melody,
That's always pure and true.

You smile a smile that's radiant,
A smile that's never wry.
A smile that has a magic way,
Of lighting up the sky.

You speak the words of harmony,
Kind words that have a theme.
The words that seem to let one know,
Your love is not a dream.

You laugh a laugh that's full of joy,
A laugh that's stout and hearty.
A laugh that has a cheerful way,
Of making life a party.

You live a life of purity,
A life with breadth and scope.
A life that always gives me strength,
And fills my heart with hope.

You are a blessing to behold,
And Here's the final clue.
In Heaven, when the Angels sing,
They Sing Their Song For You.

WHEN YOU TOUCH ME When you touch me with your hands I feel your passion, your warmth, your affinity.
When you touch me with your heart I feel your grace, your tenderness, your divinity.
When you touch me with your mind I feel your intelligence, your wit, your humility.
When you tough me with your soul I feel your honor, your strength, your civility.
When you touch me with your dreams I feel your confidence, your purpose, your creativity.
When you touch me with your life I feel your vibrance, your zest, your sensitivity.
But more than anything, when you touch me I know that I am loved, cared for and truly blessed.

Civilized Man submitted by Dean Garcia ~ WI View Dean's Ad
Civilized man, superior race?
I see no reason in your frantic pace
nor hidden within your twin towers of steel
creating wars for reasons not real...

What honors are given your warriors return?
Advice: forget, don't need what you've learned
greeds the one law, only pity you'll share
and for those who have nothing, none will care...

Destroying yourselves with hatred and lust
your honor, like iron uncared for, will rust
you pay others to act what you can't feel
while your youth turn men behind bars of steel...

The comforts you have are more than you need.
To this you add with more and more speed
until all Mother Earth is shadowed and gray
and all life has died and withered away...

We no longer weep for you and what you will be
because you're not blind, just unwilling to see
so * we pray for the end of civilized man
your killing our relatives and soon this land...

*Wanbli Oyate

Untitled submitted by Donald Redig ~ TX View Donald's Ad
As I walk down this rocky road - with my heartache and heavy load
I look up above - I ask the Lord where is all the love
As I continued on my quest - I must keep on track it's for the best
I've had a little trouble here and there - I've looked for love everywhere
Then out of the blue -I got lucky and found you!
I had searched so long, thought I'd found love - but was so wrong!
It's not only your beauty - but what's inside
It's your true nature - that you can't hide
I'll thank you so much - I'll always keep in touch
I won't let you down - I'm no longer the fool or the clown
If you give me half a chance - I'll save you the best dance
I'd be honored to be your guy - you don't need to ask me why
It will always be my pleasure - for us to share such a sacred
treasure!

Untitled The sun rises in the east and sets in the west
If you write me - I'll send my best
I'll lift up your heart - that's where I'll start
Let me make you smile - it's all in my style
We could get to know each other - maybe as a lover
Only time will tell - I have nothing else to sell
If you're not buying - I'll keep trying
Through the loneliness and despair - we could have so much to share
So let's not waste any time - let's make it real - this rhyme
So if it's me you choose - what do you have to loose
But if I'm just dreaming - and this isn't real -
I guess you could say I tried - it's no big deal
I'll just go back to my cell - back to a lonely hell
Don't say I didn't try - without you I'll get by
But even if you didn't choose me - I'll try not to be too sad - you see
I can assure you in the end - I'll always be your friend!

LOVE submitted by Dennis K. Aumack ~ OR View Dennis' Ad
I stand alone a top the hill
overlooking the ocean still.

Oh that my love had wings, to your
side I would swiftly fly.

Your love I can only imagine to be
soft & sensual, in perfect harmony.

On the trade winds from across the
sea, I await the love you will
send to me.

Heroes submitted by Danny J. Anderson ~ TX View Danny's Ad
A hero does what has to be done, no matter the consequence, and most of the
time a hero learns what he knows from his daddy.
Some of the times, however a hero is everything his daddy wasn't...
Heros open doors, say please and thank you, and always treat ladies well.
They save the day in the nick of time, but to them it's just another Monday.
Excuses don't exist in a hero's vocabulary, neither does I can't, or never.
A hero does what he does because it's in his heart, he can't be paid, but
sometimes a cold beer is nice...
Being cool, hip or in the majority may not always be where the hero is at,
because the truth and what's real, ain't always popular.
A hero stands for honor, loyalty, and what's right.
They always make time for their mothers, cause without them where would
they be?
Heros run countries, heros run gangs, heros are in prison, heros fly planes,
but whatever they do they do it the best it can be done.
Part of being a hero is being a man, so if you know a hero love him while
you can.
Because one thing is for sure gangsters don't live long, the good die young,
heros live for today, and nothing lasts forever.

NOSTALGIA submitted by Chris Trigg ~ IL View Chris' Ad
Nostalgia is an idyllic path that always leads to you.
I trod the fallen leaves of Autumn on the way to
that special place.
I've worn a hole in the soft trail of my memories
repeating the reminiscent pilgrimage to see your face.

There are no cobwebs in the house that our love built
constant visits in my reverie have kept it tidy.
After all these years your perfume still lingers.
Pristine is all that knew the touch of your delicate
fingers.
I lay down on the side of the bed that was your place
where even in your sleep you lent my world so much grace.

My prison is a tenebrous hermitage
they've conjured up industrious ways to prevent my
escape
I close my eyes and embrace the ghost of once was
with my eyes shut I am amorphous, without shape.

Memory is my citadel, fortified against the infinite siege
of the Autumn kissed nostalgic path I run to you
the door to the house our love built, opens with a
comforting squeak.
Here there's warmth and color though my cage is cold
and bleak.

All that endures is the memory of our love
but somehow it's always just enough
to be, in my chaos, a refuge of peace.

EXILED Exiled to this desolate hinterland
far from where I want to be
emotion penned in poignant allegory
heart bared open for you to see
elusive one, ever beyond my reach
your flame burns incandescently
on countless dreams and hopeless plans
that frame my secret yearning for thee.

LOVE EVER MOURNED I loved the way that in your most
sorrowful times your smile still managed to shine
eyes that never failed to warm me
when by chance they had met mine
and a slender hand that fit
so perfectly entwined in my own
I'll always remember the adorable way
you snuggled up to me and told me you were cold
my heart continues pierced by a fate
so cruel as to never let us be
and still the world is filled with a
million reminders of what you mean to me
a gentle caress, like a velvet kiss,
open hearted, intimate, a nest kept nice and warm
you may be surprised that through many long nights
it's not the world -
but our love I ever mourn

"Pondering deceptions in darkness" submitted by Orlando R. Clark ~ NC View Orlando's Ad
Nothing is more public than an
expression of a private feeling frozen for
all times in a drawing or a mere picture,
or has one really taken notice to as
much; Try the scenario aspects of looking
at the big picture.

It's like having or being given a plastic
or paper rose, an imitation of beauty
forever captured in a medium that would
never age, or decay, or die. But it was
cold. It was dead and yet it had
never lived. It's like making a silent
statement saying...

It's only an imitation of passion and
love; That fondness would never be a
substitute for love. Deception stays in
the heart, mind and soul forever; It's a
scar of all scars.

"Through These Eyes of Mine" submitted by Hardy Wilson ~ GA View Hardy's Ad
Through these eyes of mine I've seen what you saw,
some of it painful, intense, heartfelt & raw.
Through these eyes of mine, I've been where you've been,
experienced the luxury, entrapped in sin.
Through these eyes of mine, I've learned what you know,
played your arithmetic, read through you scrolls.
Through these eyes of mine, I wish you could see,
what I feel, misunderstanding, false judgment, cuz of penitentiary steel & grief.
Through these eyes of mine, I've seen myself rise,
out of Babylon, elusive of death despise the lies.
Through these eyes of mine, I shed tears of blood,
for my comrades, lost peace, family members with unconditional luv.
Through these eyes of mine, a visual prayer goes out,
Please Father GOD forsake me not...

Reach submitted by Jose Lucio ~ TX View Jose's Ad
My mind opens to your thoughts,
that are searching, seeking to
reach.......................
My hand grasps your lonely heart
and soothes you. Open up and I
shall reach for your feelings/
thoughts and help you understand.
You are not alone, for I have
reached out for you.....................
Be not afraid and REACH............

My Destiny? submitted by Timo Rose ~ TX View Timo's Ad
I am on the far side of nowhere...
through the realms of life I have tumbled along...
rocked and twisted within the extremes.

Then the calm, unexpectedly, enters into my world.
Such a divinity;
so serene;
a warmth so good...
it feels unreal.

Yet;

I now move along, bathed in ecstasy..
hoping and praying that will last;
for an infinity.

"My Guardian Angel" submitted by Saneka Spikes ~ GA View Saneka's Ad
Broken wings take time to mend
On the breath of God I'll soar
Through any obstacle big or small
I'll be stronger than before!

I'll climb the highest mountains
Swim through every sea
No matter how rocky the road may seem
I'll always give praise to thee!

When trouble comes my way
It shall not hinder me
For the presence of my guardian angel
Is always wherever I may be!

With this in mind I'll tarry on
I'll walk with my head held high
Because I know my guardian angel
Is with me by and by!

"Inside" submitted by Adaryll Gumbs ~ CO View Adaryll's Ad
Prison is not medication for the soul
Suffering from oppression that affects me so
I'm feeling fragile and old
Isolated in darkness of a hole
Gates, walls, no windows
Prison causes me to correct my mortality
To be free spiritually
But I need comfort in reality...

There are times I feel I have no strength to move on
Without a shoulder to lean on
People I loved have come and gone
Everyday struggle
Where have I gone wrong...

I will experience joy smiling as a little boy
I'm like a dying breed
Feeling life slowly slipping away from time
You will spark light into my darkness
Giving me the energy to sprout beautiful and strong
You will no longer make me feel alone...

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