Viksin's Poetry Page

Last revised: March 31, 1998

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Enough
Friday, 29-May-98 12:05:16

Lie To Me,
Hurt Me-Cause Me Pain.
Yell and Scream,
Again and Again.
This is What You Do To Me,
You Bruise Me Emotionally,
And I Can't Get Enough.
Never Get Enough.
Scar Me with Your Words,
Raise a Fist Over My Head.
Threaten to Hurt Me (You Love To Hurt Me)
Still I Let You In My Bed.
And I Can't Get Enough.
I'll Never Get Enough.

(c). 1996 ~Christine

 

Wake up.
Wednesday, 27-May-98 09:29:23

Something you have done to me,...
making me feel a feeling I don't know yet.
My dead Heart is throwing a muted scream,
like if I've seen you before.
(Had I seen you before?)
Never seen this human with such a beatiful contorns
wich describe your way to feel, and I feel,...
feel like you know everything me.
Can you tell me why am I desiring your lips?
Why am I running above the sea?
Why do I sit, mistaking the meaning of all this?
Hold my hand and walk a while with me,...
See how my soul feels.
See,...see. It can't see
Say,...say. It can't say.
Hear,...hear. It can't hear.
Touch,...touch. It can't touch
Live,...live. It can't live.
Can you do something for it?
Please,...please.
Love can turn it into a rose.
...can make me wake up?
Hold my hands here,...here.
Let me love.
Let me fly,...free.
Get closer.
Let me kiss,...kiss your lips.
I want to feel,...feel you with me.
It's waking up,...up.
Being warm, and be,...is my dream.
It's a dream?
It's a dream.
It still can't live.

Alexandra

 

My Darkness
Tuesday, 26-May-98 21:31:14

My darkness deep inside...
containing so much power, yet
so vile, so wretched, so frightning...
I hear it clawing and scraping,
working its way free from the bottom of my soul,
my sanity is strained as I fight to keep it at bay
I only hope my will is greater than its evil,
for I fear what I would become hence its escape..

Brett

 

In my heart...
Saturday, 16-May-98 13:11:47

I wrote your name on the sand,
but the water took it.
I wrote your name on a paper,
but the fire took it.
I wrote your name on a stone,
but the wind took it.
I wrote your name on my heart,
and it will always be there.

Vera

Poems by Amy
Thursday, 04-Jun-98 20:17:26

A Few Words from the Daughter

I shot a wish into the air
In hopes that Mom would find somewhere
A man of grace and goodness who
Would treat her well and be a Jew.

She searched all over as well I know
Where is he, she said, frolicking to and fro
And then one night she decided to go
To a singles dinner, though she hated them so!

To her amazement across the room
Her eyes fell on Charles and she was a'bloom
He was so happy that they started to date
He took to places that I can't numerate

Yet when she came to see me in Boston one time
She talked only of Charles while we ate at mealtime
She said he was a chemist, smart and quite sweet
I knew then this relationship was really complete!

She never spoke of marriage on that fateful day
She said, "Amy, we'll see, we're a long way away"
Yet she packed her bags early and left Delta stand-by
She said Charles would get lonely and that is no lie

New Year's was coming and Charles had a plan
To take her away for a lovely suntan
Yet I knew in my heart as I always do
That Charles and Judy would start life anew.

For he asked her to marry and be his wife
She said "Of course," May they have a happy life!
Thank to Charles who's very keen
He knows that my Mom is definitely a QUEEN!

Long, long from now, we'll remember this day
My FIRST wish came true, and all is o.k.
I love you both with all my heart
And hope someday that you'll be a part
Of WISH #2, I can say no more
Shermie and I wish you LOVE, GOOD HEALTH and HAPPINESS forevermore!

Thats my poem, I do this for a living, so when you are in need of a poem, write me at
bostoncc@world.std.com and visit my site at
http://world.std.com/~bostoncc/poems.html

Thanks

Amy

 

UNICORNS
Thursday, 04-Jun-98 19:30:25

There came a clap of thunder
And then sprinkles of rain
From the mountains it started
Drifting slowly toward the plains.
Down in the valley
Beneath a clump of trees
Stood five snowy creatures
With eyes of emerald green.

Their leader stood proud
As he called unto his mates,
Be careful my friends
Or you will meet your fates.
Twas in the olden days
I first came across
The creature called man
Laying in a blanket of moss.

He seemed so gentle
Kind and at peace,
He spoke of new things to come
Of a paradise that would never cease.
And now look what he has done
Creating weather on demand,
And look at our once paradise
A strange and distant land.

Over the years
The valley below became bare,
Those with intelligence
Crossed it with care.
And down beneath the clump of trees
Lay the only clue to a creature now gone,
A tuft of fur and a rusted horn
Was all that was left of a herd of unicorn.

Kathy Bayles
06-04-98

Poem
Thursday, 04-Jun-98 18:26:18

Our Universe

Our universe
A gift sublime
Herein witness
The mover prime

Within rythym
Without rhyme
Before infinity
After time

Frank Hallock

 

Electrified Nonsense
Thursday, 04-Jun-98 14:26:53

so i find myself
sitting in between these polyester curtains
wondering where i've been and who i've wronged
and i know that's everyone.

it's hard to make a break
when you're drowning in the rain

when no one seems to care
and all you feel is pain

sometimes you wanna go down
where no one's ever there
but you find yourself scared
and your electrified nonsense takes control

you try to throw it up
far, far away
but what can you do
when no one cares anyway?

faster, faster all the time

when hate costs a nickel and love is a dime
sorrow intensifies and everyone takes a hand
bedroom secrets, cover-ups and lies

"it's a long way down.
i don't think i'll make it on my own."

Maggie

 

Joyce Joyce Woman of Choice
Monday, 01-June-98

Joyce, Joyce
woman of choice
each nail is a voice
every thought, moist

Joyce, Joyce
woman of choice
her gothic nails crack
green is the color of her eyes

Joyce, Joyce
Each mark a symbol
each fist a charm
everywhere there is love
no place alarm

Joyce Joyce
woman by choice

Kurt Joachim von Behrmann

 

Every Simple Thing
Sunday, 31-May-98 15:55:05

Every Simple Thing
by: W. Dire Wolff (c)1997

www.wdirewolff.com

Part One:

It’s every simple little thing
That makes me think
Of things we did together.
It’s every simple little thing
That helps to keep us both together.
And all those simple little things
Helped us through the stormy weather.
It’s every simple little thing
That makes me think
That soon our lives will be better.

Part Two:

As you go to sleep tonight
Leave a candle burning bright
I’ll be home by morning light
Say a prayer and try to dream of me.

As the sun sets in the west
I pray for you to lay to rest
Never fear this constant test
Say a prayer and try to dream of me.

As I watch the stars in the sky
Never stop to wonder why
In my heart this love won’t die
You’re in my prayers, I always dream of you.

 

wolff

 

(general)
Saturday, 30-May-98 23:03:52

As the world turn round we swirl in a big endless circle.
with no idea about our fate and what might happen to the human race.
and we die.
we die.

Toby