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Our CallingAnd it was ever thus.
As we struggle through the snowstorms
Of our own petty, contrived self-doubts
We are faced yet again with the fact that
We will never be perfect.

And so we search for someone
Who can fill the void inside ourselves
Make perfect our imperfections
And put to rest our troubles as we fall from grace.

Perhaps we are destined to find one person
Or maybe we will walk the earth forever
One step ahead of the other
Our loneliness forcing us to trudge a weary path.

But then again our penchant for the perfect love
And our desire to cultivate the beauty within
Will lead us either into a dire misery
Or at the

On the EdgeI'm standing on the edge
Hanging by the last
Proverbial thread.
Cause glory never came
And I stood so still
That I faded away.

And here in my darkness
I see what I lost
In the nothingness of desperation.
We let it all just go
And cruelty overcame us
And we saw too late that we'd run too far.

I am the last one left.
Not by merit so much as simple fate.
So I stand against this
And I pray I'm not too late.

We started this horror
But the end is near.
I'm taking it down.
I'm ending the fear.

I'll finish what I started
Until the day we're parted.
Remember all I've said
And please don't mourn the dead.
Karma had it coming
So

Just Another Lonely Night

Broken down
I'm torn apart
Your games been played
You've won again

Brutality at its finest

A black hole in place
Of what had me whole
Searing pain of death, alive
Tearing another hole

Your bullet hits home

Sea of my thoughtsI'm tired of carrying you at my back.

Keeping you well fed

To the point I starved myself.

Did you often wonder what I feel?

Have you ever thought of what I really want?

Have you ever seen me without my deep façade?

The difficulty I'm facing is well kept.

Time after time it wears me down.

To the point of exhaustion.

When can I stop and have a little break?

My mind is full and my heart is heavy.

~~~

These questions will remain lost in the sea of my thoughts.

The next victimshe is next on his list
he observes his prey since two months
this pretty blonde has become her phantasm

he imagines making love with her
she is for him an obssesion
he watches her angel thanks to cameras placed in his apartment

every morning, she rises
under the eyes of this man
every morning, she takes a shower
under the eyes of this pervert

he looks at his list
already 29 names have been deleted
the number 30 will soon disappear also

Love is FireLove is like Fire, Consuming, Unquenchable.

It will reach it's objective, no matter what is placed in it's path.

Time, Space, People, Things.

It will Burn away everything, until it reaches its Object.

Or, will Consume it self.

the priest has agroundI'm tired
my eyes are to color black
my body is bruised
my courage abandoned me

i'm dewatered
my face is lacerated
I'm torn inside

the priest has aground
I have more the force to resist

My life is destroyed
the hell will my future

VoodooSnake
eyes
watch me
from afar,
this voodoo magic
courses strongly through my blood stream,
my soul vibrates with the distant beating of their drums.
dancing in a state of possession and opiate, come Papa Legba, come unto me.

darken soulIn my darkest days, I held you beneath my warmth.

             You indulged me with your feverish hunger
             You embraced me with your piercing emotions
             You were immune to my changeable disease

I came to a realization that you were my muse
     The best rainbow I received………

You told me that I was pa

The Road Not Taken Is A LieI took the road less traveled by
and have stumbled ever since
There is a road designed by eyes
much greater than yours or mine
So why should anyone take the path
laid out by you or I?

I KnowI know that you need space
Time away from everything
So you can find your place

I know that you still think about me
Some small thing we used to do may trigger a memory
Remind you of how things used to be

I know that you still care
You're good at hiding how you feel
But maybe something is still there

I know there are a lot of things you don't know
Life can be overwhelming
I'm sure you'll go far, though

I also know that you will always have a special place in my heart
We might not be together
Friendship may be a good place to start

Death DealerDeath lingered behind his eyes,
ruthless his lips edged up
in a killers smile,
it was the moment
he awaited
while his prey
lie blissfully unaware.

Stillness absolute
a heart beat
was the only sound,
while the shadow
prepared to descend
with the swiftness
of a falcon.

Blood paints the darkness
of the night, not even a scream,
it is true what they say
you can die within your dreams,
for what was he
but a phantom unseen,
a death dealer who will
take flight with your life
while you sleep.

He is gone
even before the very last
breath can be drawn
but he never leaves a doubt
none escapes from his
talon's grasp.

Fight for our DreamsFight for our Dreams

All our dreams are at stake.
The world stands against them.
It tries to take them away from us.
It tries to take our only free world and destroy it.

The hate of people is what drives us to imagine and dream.
And in that world we are free to live as we want.
Our imagination is the only limit to what we can achieve there.
But regardless of how we protect it the people want to destroy it.

They want to take away our precious and bound it into darkness.
They want to see us suffer and on our knees.
All of that is because they lack the imagination of kids.
Those in control desire our failure so they can devour our cr

Foolish HeartMy foolish yearning heart
A song of love it sings
With the chill of autumn
Soft falling tears it brings

It has learned no lessons
Nor built a thick stone wall
Lost within your beauty
It cannot help but call

I tried to hold it back
To tell it, 'let things be'
But flying to the stars
It said 'I will be free'

So then, I must tell you
That you're my morning sun
Basking in your heart light
I know the day's begun

Sat here at the keyboard
I search to find a trace...
Looking out the window
Imagining your face

This scarred and gentle heart
Once accepted 'lonely'
Now in the realms of sleep
It dwells upon you only

Time and ocea

Anew Last UprisingThe world burns again
It is time for another fire
One more last hurrah

Get all you can get
The light dies in sated gold
Dump what you can't keep
Trees shine orange, yellow, red
Before all beauty crumbles

The last rising up
Against the merciless death
Dressed in innocence

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We are faced yet again with the fact that
We will never be perfect.

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Who can fill the void inside ourselves
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Dancing With Death

by ~HelenShayLeslie, Dec 29, 2011, 4:09:19 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Here comes a two-step
Dancing with Death.
We're far from heaven
But like this city best.
Paved with gold and bloodied armor;
Your knights they tried their honest best
But I like it better here
With my misery and mess.
Don't come back love.
I won't be here.
Death is my master
I dance with disaster.

Dancing With Deathby ~HelenShayLeslie

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

©2011-2013 ~HelenShayLeslie

a little song about the end of my world
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I'm an agent of chaos

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~Pagan-Moon-Dreamer Aug 8, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

Am azaming peace. Very well done.

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~HelenShayLeslie Aug 8, 2012

Thank you

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~Pagan-Moon-Dreamer Aug 8, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

You are very welcome, I enjoyed the read.

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