LOVE and OTHER BRUISES
Sweetie-Pie

United States

#904 Apr 24, 2013
LupyLu wrote:
<quoted text>
Who does he steal from? Do you know? I'd really like to know...
Have you met Ozzie yet?
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#905 Apr 24, 2013
Laura Beth wrote:
Hey Lupylou ,
It's the pets Assdrain steals from that touches your soul . Read back that old man does use poems from other poets to lure in vulnerable ppl . Chick if you got a real man I suggest you run quick from here .
ďAt the temple there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone.

It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out.

Laura -Beth you cannot read loss, only feel it.Ē
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#906 Apr 24, 2013
Carnal apple, Woman filled, burning moon,
dark smell of seaweed, crush of mud and light,
what secret knowledge is clasped between your pillars?
What primal night does Man touch with his senses?
Ay, Love is a journey through waters and stars,
through suffocating air, sharp tempests of grain:
Love is a war of lightning,
and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
Kiss by kiss I cover your tiny infinity,
your margins, your rivers, your diminutive villages,
and a genital fire, transformed by delight,
slips through the narrow channels of blood
to precipitate a nocturnal carnation,
to be, and be nothing but light in the dark.

By Pablo Neruda
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#907 Apr 24, 2013
So slender and so graceful
not much more than nineteen

the tip of a cardamom branch in spring
just about to bud

ten miles down the Pilgrim road
and the spring winds were blowing

lots of women since, bead curtains lifting,
but never like that again.


Too much love
somehow became
no love at all

over this farewell bottle
we canít manage
even a friendly smile

only the candle
seems to be able
to generate some feeling

all night
it weeps
little wax tears.
Level 6

Since: Dec 12

Yes, I'm an Atheist.

#908 Apr 24, 2013
Sweetie-Pie wrote:
<quoted text>
Have you met Ozzie yet?
No one by that name no.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#909 Apr 24, 2013
I do want you, We all want you, Nothing else matters but you.

To some you hurt, To others you build and indulge, To some eternal, To most worth having And to all omnipotent.

There is space in existence A place I have been dreaming of No time and space exists Just you and I in a trance

The aura arousing The lighting engaging The mood erotic My face enlightened Your body exotic My mind dominated My thoughts amplified

All because I have YOU More of you I WANT And YOU is all I NEED
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#910 Apr 24, 2013
Rarely,
Do you get
To communicate a point
In a world that has you muted,
Saying youíre jaded because youíre not some Christian White Male
Youíre faded because youíre not the norm
Born into a world so cruel,
Corporations drool,
Over financial statements for their McMansion
While you try to keep it together for someone back home who promised you,
Youíd shine bright,
And you still canít see that fucking light because in your mind,
You wonít light up any skies.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#911 Apr 24, 2013
Our hearts were dirty
and we played surgeon,
sewing our heart strings together
not minding causalities of falling
in love
but instead living in sound and fury,
and plug our ears to the screams
and move forward,
your love sticks to my shoes
like sidewalk gum
that I donít mind feeling you keep my close,
to the ground.

You worry that youíre a backup plan,
but choices destroy the man,
like the asteroids destroyed the dinosaurs.

Our love is not a triceratops,
it is all too new.......
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#912 Apr 26, 2013
Something like soft light,
something like shadows:

This silence, this
pause before the machines
begin again:

earlier than dawn, almost
awake consciouness remembering

consciouness ó itself a dream near the surface
of things ó always invisible, the ghost

moving me around:

Hello, it seems to say,
be with me, but Iím
not sure.

Alone and not alone, all day
I move around, my heart knocking
against itself.

I think about the perfect agreement
between our bodies, the alliance of hips Ė-

paradise. Our veins
mapped together for awhile:

We have travelled so much
for the territory between us
and still there is a long, long way.

Is this what love is?
On my own, I talk to people.
I turn the same corners with my blood
awake in its maze.

Hello,

I keep trying to say,
but thatís not what I mean.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#913 Apr 26, 2013
Is my heart a stranger
berry there never was,
tartless.

Gone sour in the sun,
in the sunroom or moonroof,
roofless.

No poetry. Plain. No
fresh, special recipe
to bless.

All Iíve ever made
with these hands
and life, less
substance, more rind.

Mostly rim and trim,
meatless
but making much smoke
in the old smokehouse,
no less.

Fatted from the day,
overripe and even
toxic at eve.

Nonetheless,
in the end, if you must
know, if I must bend,
waistless,
to that excruciation.

No marvel, no harvest
left me speechless,
yet I find myself
somehow with heart,
aloneless.

With heart,
fighting fire with fire,
fightless.

That loud hub of us,
meat stub of us,
beating us
senseless.

Spectacular in its way,
its way of not seeing,
congealing dayless
but in everydayness.

In that hopeful haunting
(a lesser
way of saying
in darkness) there is
silencelessness
for the pressing question.

Heart, what art you?
War, star, part? Or less:
playing a part, staying apart
from the one who loves,
loveless.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#914 Apr 26, 2013
It was snowing and you were kind of beautiful
We were in the city and every time I looked up
Someone was leaning out a window, staring at me

I could tell you liked me a lot or maybe even loved me
But you kept walking at this strange speed
You kept going in angles and it was confusing me

I think maybe you were thinking that youíd make me disappear
By walking at strange speeds and in a strange, curvy way
But how would that cause me to vanish from the planet Earth?

And that hurts
Why did you want me gone?
That hurts
Why?
Why?
I donít know
Some things canít be explained, I guess
The sky, for example, was green that night
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#915 Apr 26, 2013
There was no mail in the box that day
Just a lonesome little note
It was opulently dressed in a gold leaf sheathe
Gold wax stamped the back flap closed

Black calligraphy skillfully addressed
The letter in care of my name
The return address was markedly absent
And its postmark conspicuously the same

The lone envelope felt very weighty
As I clutched it tightly in my hand
And although its contents were not yet revealed
Instinct hinted that its sender wasnít a friend

I found it odd how anxious I felt
But the ominous feeling wouldnít pass
And I teetered between wanting to tear the letter open
And toss it at once in the trash

But, instead I casually walked back inside
My pulse thumping wildly in my ears
And made my over way to my comfy recliner
Sitting back as I ripped through the seal

I began to unfold the golden paper
And my thoughts began to rush
And when the words found my anxious eyes
All life activity decreased to a hush

It read:
"I often watch you from the across the street
While sitting inside my car
You are as lovely as Iíve been told
I can see how you won his heart
He says that he loves you
And would do anything for you,
And will never let you go
And as much as I think he does believe that
Heíll soon change his mind; believe me, I know
You know the Saturday mornings like today
That he claims for his nephewís little league
In reality, heís in the comfort of my bed
Kissing me, missing me, lovingÖme
You see, he's not the man you married
In fact you donít know him at all
You have no clue how to build him up
You donít know how to make him stand tall
Iíve known him longer and I know him better
Some things youíll just never understand
You could never provide the happiness he finds
In the arms of another man!"

There was more to read but I could not go on
I felt the color draining from my face
I wanted to fling the letter across the room
But it stuck to my hand like paste

So with trembling hands and a trembling heart
I decided to face my fears
But trying to resume was of no use
As my vision was blurred by tears

I wiped them away with one fell swoop
As I reluctantly read on
And the next words I read
Would have killed me straight dead
If the beat of my heart wasnít strong

It read:
"This is not an attempt to break your heart
And Iím not looking for a fight
Itís simply an attempt to be up front
To bring the truth into the light
The life that you have been used to
From this day forth wonít be the same
ĎCause by the time you read this note
We will both have two bullets in our brains
Youíll probably be visited by the police soon
I'm so sorry it has come to this
I hear that true love follows one into death
And youíll find out some day that it did!"

I realized at once that I had stopped breathing
I could not believe what I read
The words had ended, but it was the only the beginning
As I considered that my love might be dead

Anger and rage filled each cell in my body
Replaced by overwhelming fear
What if everything in the letter was true
And Iíd lost the one I held so dear

I rose from my chair and ran to my bedroom
And the night stand that held my cell
But before I could dial the first digit of his number
I was stopped by the sound of the bell

In that instant I knew that it all had been true
As I rounded the bend towards the door
And I realized then that I could no longer pretend
And I collapsed into a heap on the floor

Love is a gamble and youíre never prepared
For trials that you will endure
I knew the secret that my husband thought heíd hidden
Yet I thought that love would be his cure

So I helped him build a house of lies
ĎCause I knew that our love flowed deep
And now these walls have all fallen down;
His final secret, he could not keep
Level 8

Since: Aug 08

Location hidden

#916 Apr 26, 2013
Laura Beth wrote:
Hey Lupylou ,
It's the pets Assdrain steals from that touches your soul . Read back that old man does use poems from other poets to lure in vulnerable ppl . Chick if you got a real man I suggest you run quick from here .
http://www.topix.com/forum/news/weird/TJPTE6L...
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#917 Apr 26, 2013
"Just didn't drink enough to say you love me..."

Evanescence, Lithium.

He gets home,

Staggering to the bedroom,

Expects her laid out,

Ready to please him.

She is asleep,

Laying on the bed,

Escaped to dreams and hopeful happiness,

The land of love.

He shakes her,

Sending her to a new dream,

A nightmare of swinging fists,

And angry, drunken words.

She knows this place,

It is the in-between,

Between his hatred for her,

And his love for her.

The bed shakes,

Creaks with the force he uses,

Showing his dominance, his strength,

As he uses her for his sick pleasure.

Screams excite him,

Tears even more so,

He loves to see her cry,

In this in-between drunken state.

She rolls over,

He is spent and has staggered out,

He'll sleep on the couch, ignore her,

And she'll escape...

Back to the dreams.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#918 Apr 29, 2013
It was a headlong act of love
when I kissed her. She was gone.
No one could have saved her.
The dialyzer hummed a little love song.

The way I kissed her (she was gone)
was a reflex, a hand to break my fall.
The dialyzer hummed a little love song.
No one saw us, the curtains were drawn.

It was a reflex, a hand to break my fall.
My mouth was on her lips!
No one saw us, the curtains were drawn.
Iím a man who doesnít take risks.

My mouth was on her lips!
I closed my eyes, but not for long.
Iím a man who doesnít take risks.
The corridor was quiet, it was close to dawn.

I closed my eyes, but not for long.
Her lips on mine felt soft and warm.
The corridor was quiet, it was close to dawn.
She was dead, but I sang her a song.

Her lips on mine felt soft and warm.
No one could have saved her.
She was dead. I sang her a songó
It was a headlong act of love.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#919 Apr 29, 2013
Dazzling in each other's arms,

breathing each other's breaths,

cuddling each other's souls,

We live on a special land,

that is beyond the imaginations,

beyond the enigma of this universe,

away from the illusion of existence.



Where we bathe

in the shower of infinite love.
Level 4

Since: Feb 13

Location hidden

#920 Apr 29, 2013
up up

“Rainbow..God's Promise To Us”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

..... Smiling..:o)..

#921 Apr 29, 2013
Find someone who isnt afraid to admit they miss you.Someone who knows you arent perfect but treats you as if you are. Someone who's bigger fear is losing you.One who gives their heart competely. Somone who says I love you and means it.Last,find someone who who wakes up everyday and falls for you all over again.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#922 Apr 30, 2013
No words can describe how much she means to me
Its more than you'll ever know, experience, or see
She changed me for the better in so many ways
Only to find out that she wasn't going to stay

Off to a new life, one without me
Taking back her heart along with it's key
Every time I think about her my heart fills with plea
I hope that she's as happy as she seem to be

Oh how I miss her it hurts so much
Oh how I long for the sense of her touch
It's been so long Ive forgotten how it feels
But I'll never forget the memories or reels

So many memories in such little time
I cant help but to keep hitting rewind
Over and over to find out where I went wrong
Over and over trying to understand the song

A song of hope a song of tears
A tedious song, like Ive heard it for years
Where she real or was it a dream
Was it as good/bad as she made it seem?

Did she love me or did she not,
Or maybe she did and she just forgot?
These are the questions that have been on my mind
God damn it, she was one of a kind

To let her go has so much pain
Like I've been abandoned and left out in the rain
Leaving my heart to wither and rot
I guess its as the saying goes,
"She loves me?.... She loves me NOT"!



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“Rainbow..God's Promise To Us”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

..... Smiling..:o)..

#923 Apr 30, 2013
No relationship is easy,but if you're willing to make it work,I am too.I will put in as much effort as you do.I don't think there's ever a right time to let someone you love go.I think if they mean something to you,you should fight through whatever it takes to keep them in your life.No one ever said that finding the one would be a walk in the park.Its hard work..doesnt have to be so hard if both are willing to try as hard to keep them as you are willing to let them go..

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