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What Would You Leave Behind.
BleedingInferno219
Kristyn Ashley.
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Kristyn Ashley.
Fire of Insight
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Joined 3rd Apr 2011Forum Posts: 717
Poetry Contest Description
If you were to die, what would you want to leave behind?
*No Rules
Anonymous
WHAT I WISH TO LEAVE BEHIND--------a short reflection-------
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Somewhere someone who always chased butterflies and rainbows, golden skies and moonbeams, has passed away.
Somewhere someone whose eyes saw more than the surface, whose ears heard inner longings and inner most truths,
has left this life
She, Star child, empress of the twilights, empress of the moonlight, the shimmering light, the first light...
She, Wise child, an untamed river, running wild, a gentle breeze in which birds sing and sounds unite...
The girl who sang with her heart whilst out of tune, who was swiming the tides whilst the waves waved at her.
The girl who believed in the unheard, the unspoken, whose silence was a token, aclaimed the unachieved.
The maiden of universal knowing, across the bridge of sighs, the lands of undying love of creation
The maiden of bright being, wind walked with her, lit fires in her eyes that shone like opals...
The lady of captive hearts, the lady of mercy who hears the music of the stars,the music of Life
The lady of melancolic melody, of wounded wounds, of forest, of sea weed, of trembeling treasures.
The crone of darkness, of wicked wishes, crystal carnations, scarfaced sinn, the morbid...
The crone of knowledge, and credos of poetry, all spinns around its orbit
Wait, wait now, wait for the ceremony to go further, sit, still, breath in your initiation...
One thing I wish to say, I shall never leave, Its merely my body thats gone away
I will always be here, near
Ghost to those I love the most
Watch now, fly with me,
Remember the radiant and bright
Even fragile moments can guide
Lost souls who have no access to Light
I leave behind my words, my notes, my belief in the dreamweavers who weaved the carpet called Life
Theres a song that says Noone respects you for your weakness, I hope that one day people will see
That weak includes strong
There is no right, no wrong
End of my testament and will
(no spell check added)
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Somewhere someone who always chased butterflies and rainbows, golden skies and moonbeams, has passed away.
Somewhere someone whose eyes saw more than the surface, whose ears heard inner longings and inner most truths,
has left this life
She, Star child, empress of the twilights, empress of the moonlight, the shimmering light, the first light...
She, Wise child, an untamed river, running wild, a gentle breeze in which birds sing and sounds unite...
The girl who sang with her heart whilst out of tune, who was swiming the tides whilst the waves waved at her.
The girl who believed in the unheard, the unspoken, whose silence was a token, aclaimed the unachieved.
The maiden of universal knowing, across the bridge of sighs, the lands of undying love of creation
The maiden of bright being, wind walked with her, lit fires in her eyes that shone like opals...
The lady of captive hearts, the lady of mercy who hears the music of the stars,the music of Life
The lady of melancolic melody, of wounded wounds, of forest, of sea weed, of trembeling treasures.
The crone of darkness, of wicked wishes, crystal carnations, scarfaced sinn, the morbid...
The crone of knowledge, and credos of poetry, all spinns around its orbit
Wait, wait now, wait for the ceremony to go further, sit, still, breath in your initiation...
One thing I wish to say, I shall never leave, Its merely my body thats gone away
I will always be here, near
Ghost to those I love the most
Watch now, fly with me,
Remember the radiant and bright
Even fragile moments can guide
Lost souls who have no access to Light
I leave behind my words, my notes, my belief in the dreamweavers who weaved the carpet called Life
Theres a song that says Noone respects you for your weakness, I hope that one day people will see
That weak includes strong
There is no right, no wrong
End of my testament and will
(no spell check added)
pmills
Joined 2nd Oct 2012
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Strange Creature
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Son
Son, when you read this I will be gone.
Know that I am thinking of you always.
When you feel the summer sun on your cheek,
think of my warm smile.
When you hear the wind through the trees,
consider it my encouraging words.
I will always be with you.
Son, I am so very proud of you.
When you need to find courage,
find it when you think of me.
When you need to find truth,
find it when you remember me.
I leave this world comforted,
that I leave you my greatest treasure.
Son, when you read this I will be gone.
Know that I am thinking of you always.
When you feel the summer sun on your cheek,
think of my warm smile.
When you hear the wind through the trees,
consider it my encouraging words.
I will always be with you.
Son, I am so very proud of you.
When you need to find courage,
find it when you think of me.
When you need to find truth,
find it when you remember me.
I leave this world comforted,
that I leave you my greatest treasure.
FishCake
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Thought Provoker
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Joined 10th May 2012Forum Posts: 344
The Message
I want you to feel the pain
That I have lived through until now
And tell me in the after life
Was it easy to keep smiling and lieing
To all those around you, pretending your not dieing
Was it easy to not feel ashamed
That its not all you that's to blame
Was it easy going around putting on a mask
Hding what you truly feel, thinking it's your task
Was it easy pretending to be kind, when you don't care
Staying up at night, screaming away the nightmares
Was it easy giving I all your try
When in the end all you could do was cry
Was it easy looking into everyone eyes
And continue saying your fine
Do you feel my pain?
The darkness I have been Walking
I want you to feel the suffering in my shadow
Feel it, know it, control it, and move on from it
Keep walking never stop
But know the pain that slows your heart
Leave behind this message
I want you to feel the pain
That I have lived through until now
And tell me in the after life
Was it easy to keep smiling and lieing
To all those around you, pretending your not dieing
Was it easy to not feel ashamed
That its not all you that's to blame
Was it easy going around putting on a mask
Hding what you truly feel, thinking it's your task
Was it easy pretending to be kind, when you don't care
Staying up at night, screaming away the nightmares
Was it easy giving I all your try
When in the end all you could do was cry
Was it easy looking into everyone eyes
And continue saying your fine
Do you feel my pain?
The darkness I have been Walking
I want you to feel the suffering in my shadow
Feel it, know it, control it, and move on from it
Keep walking never stop
But know the pain that slows your heart
Leave behind this message
Karrabear
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Fire of Insight
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Joined 29th Aug 2009Forum Posts: 416
The Books
I have many books.
Many words wrapped
And crafted,
Saved so loved.
Papers lost their homes,
Keeping time,
With the aging shapes.
Papers bound in tape
And cover.
Marked to keep,
Ripped from love,
Handled ever with
Gentle trust,
That kept me safe,
All these years.
Writing papers,
Stories and private
Heated letters,
Kept secretly away,
From prying eyes.
Papers with notes,
Moving with the flow,
Holding ever melodies.
White stained color,
Beauty brought from hands,
Coverd once in paint.
Leaving dark prints on walls,
I promised not to leave
Any at all.
Left to you is me,
And the world I kept dearly,
Along with the memories,
Of you loving me.
To give me the words.
The paper.
The mind.
Before ever I could read.
Or sing.
Or craft with a pencil.
The world you gave me,
I give you.
I have many books.
Many words wrapped
And crafted,
Saved so loved.
Papers lost their homes,
Keeping time,
With the aging shapes.
Papers bound in tape
And cover.
Marked to keep,
Ripped from love,
Handled ever with
Gentle trust,
That kept me safe,
All these years.
Writing papers,
Stories and private
Heated letters,
Kept secretly away,
From prying eyes.
Papers with notes,
Moving with the flow,
Holding ever melodies.
White stained color,
Beauty brought from hands,
Coverd once in paint.
Leaving dark prints on walls,
I promised not to leave
Any at all.
Left to you is me,
And the world I kept dearly,
Along with the memories,
Of you loving me.
To give me the words.
The paper.
The mind.
Before ever I could read.
Or sing.
Or craft with a pencil.
The world you gave me,
I give you.
Anonymous
If I should die...I would leave behind
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If I should die, I would leave behind
The love of my life, a man good and kind
A person of such good character
That if we do reincarnate
This is again my chosen mate
If I should die, I would leave behind
The goals I have achieved
The failures to fill so large a hole
That leaving them would lighten my soul
If I should die, I would leave behind
My wish for peace on all mankind
My work for peace was limited, dry
I did what one person could try
If I should die, I would leave behind
My poetry with my ideals for this world
Let no one say, I stood and said nothing
When another was oppressed, not on my watch!
_________________________________________________
If I should die, I would leave behind
The love of my life, a man good and kind
A person of such good character
That if we do reincarnate
This is again my chosen mate
If I should die, I would leave behind
The goals I have achieved
The failures to fill so large a hole
That leaving them would lighten my soul
If I should die, I would leave behind
My wish for peace on all mankind
My work for peace was limited, dry
I did what one person could try
If I should die, I would leave behind
My poetry with my ideals for this world
Let no one say, I stood and said nothing
When another was oppressed, not on my watch!
Anonymous
take it all i have left nothing
if there's something in this
take it.
if you find out who stole who's money
or who killed who
or who died before they made all their money back
left the kids in debt
tell them it's not worth it
tell them i left these words behind
and in them, if they seek to find,
they can find out the beat that was there
and is no longer there
and will never be there
again
tell my cat he can keep the bed, he
always liked it best.
if there's something in this
take it.
if you find out who stole who's money
or who killed who
or who died before they made all their money back
left the kids in debt
tell them it's not worth it
tell them i left these words behind
and in them, if they seek to find,
they can find out the beat that was there
and is no longer there
and will never be there
again
tell my cat he can keep the bed, he
always liked it best.
Karrabear
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Fire of Insight
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Joined 29th Aug 2009Forum Posts: 416
Thank you!
And congratulations petrus! :)
And congratulations petrus! :)