Fans (W/Email)	Poem	Date
74)dark_angel From:city of angels	^^DaRk AnGeL^^ Pain.. That is all that i knew, That is all that i have, I wish i can be the old me again, The angel in 'her' eyes, The savior of 'her' life, But i guess i can only be the angel sitting in the dark corner of 'her' lost life... Still feeling pain.. still wishing that someday i can be 'her' angel again.. Not just the dark angel in pain.. [Back to Top]	07/04/00
75)Kianna Carlie Cyanne From:Montana	Candle a shattered window; an essence, a candle; green. this candle shall burn for the earth. a damp pavement cracked with eternity, a candle; gray. this candle shall burn for my spirit. a candle is given life; smoke rises, a candle; black. this candle shall burn for my death. memories filter freely; a single tear, a candle; red. this candle shall burn for our love. the dreary room is illuminated with light, a candle; blue. this candle shall burn for the tides. spirits roam and souls become found, a candle; white. this candle shall burn in remembrance of life. with every candle lit, they shall burn for eternity. an eternity burning, the green candle, earth; depriving, once holesome, now cruel, unforgiving. an eternity burning, the gray candle, spirit; forever living, strong, endless, lonely. an eternity burning, the black candle, death; a second chance, pain, sadness, remorse. an eternity burning, the red candle, love; pure, loving, alive, feeling few ever have. an eternity burning, the blue candle, tides; rushing tears, sorrow, crying, purification. an eternity burning, the white candle, remembrance; always, true, for all time, never again. with all these candles lit, our souls, our spirits, and our love; all time. -crowsharp. [Back to Top]	07/11/00
76)Kianna Carlie Cyanne From:Montana	Tribute:Dedicated To The Forever Spirit, Brandon Lee The cemetery, A plot. The grave, A spirit. The soul, A scream. The terror, A man. The bird, A crow. An angered blackness running through an abandoned warehouse, Looking, screaming, searching for blood of which to douce. With wound of bullet to show his dying, In his large, black and glistening eyes he is crying. Eying of one of his killers he strikes with deadly precision, Only to kill him and wreak his bounty would be his lone decision. Raising a blade high, he plunges for the heart, The man screams as his body is ripped apart. A bloodied blade and body now lays still, He has carried out the act of his will. His deed done, he returns to his sanctuary, Upon entering even he must be wary. Lurking with boots stiffened of mud, Peering at hands dripping with blood. He hears sound of an opening door, He creeps and slinks low to the floor. A gentle and saddend voice does whisper, Seeming to bring no danger of any sort with her. The voice recite, "I miss you, Eric; where are you?" Hearing this the man is confused on what to do. "It's lonely all by myself, although, I know it wasn't your choice." The man started to arise, he knew this voice. "And this rain; why won't it go away? ....just for one day anyway." Slightly whimpering and sad the girl turns to leave, Seeming as if she has no reason to believe. But turning around once more to cast a final stare, Saying, "I guess you just don't care...." Sadder than ever she was now on her way, Feeling enough ache for one day. "But that's just it, Sarah, I do care." The girl quickly turned and brushed back her hair. Her face became lit and her tears ceased, As if all her pain of missing had been released. "Eric!" The girl pronounced, as she ran to meet a warm embrace, Again she wept, but now tears of joice streamed her face. Burying her face on his shoulder amidst his dark hair, The was not a force on earth that could break the moment of which they share. Never wanting to let go she held him all the tighter, As a sunset smile upon his face shown of his perfect heart shining all the brighter. A large, black bird perched outside a window with a call, Above the cold, damp pavement of the mans fall. As two silhouettes of raining tears and happiness, Made the world stand still for all of heaven to witness. Angels began to play their loving melody of flute, But when it comes to love there can be no better tribute. -Crowsharp. In loving memory of Brandon Bruce Lee. [Back to Top]	07/12/00
77)Kianna Carlie Cyanne From:Montana	(My Song For Brandon)Don't Cry For Me. Love is an eternity, Loss is seen as trinity. Hate is a million dreams, Greed carries a thousand schemes. Burdening the heart, Tearing it apart. Ceasing the tears, Witholding the fears. But come angel, now cry to me, I'll be your wings when you wish to fly, I'll allow you to be happy or sad, But dear angel just don't cry for me. Crying sets the soul free, While saying you'll will always remember me. Not as I am, but how I was, Remember me as I was just because.... Just because I never want to lose your memory, Memory of us you see. And how it all was the night before, All that and all the more. But come angel, now cry to me, I'll be your wings when you wish to fly, I'll allow you to be happy or sad, But dear angel just don't cry for me. Your tears may fill that of a thousand lakes, But I'll capture every one for loves sake. Binding me forever to you and you forever to me, Right in every way just as it should be. But come angel, now cry to me, I'll be your wings when you wish to fly, I'll allow you to be happy or sad, But dear angel just don't cry for me. Love is an eternity, Loss is seen as trinity. Hate is a million dreams, Greed carries a thousand schemes. Burdening the heart, Tearing it apart. Ceasing the tears, Witholding the fears. But come angel, now cry to me, I'll be your wings when you wish to fly, I'll allow you to be happy or sad, But dear angel just don't cry for me. Just don't cry for me.... Just don't cry for me.... In memory of Brandon Bruce Lee,4-ever. [Back to Top]	07/17/00
78)Anne G. From:Wisconsin	A Drink Of Death Drink Of Death There he lays, The man, There he lays, In that same grave, He's been resting in, For the past year. Never once did he give up, Never once did he not try, "I might hurt, Or even kill!" He claimed. So there he lays, scared of no place, No one, And nothing. "I want to live to claim, My revenge and retrebution!" He repeated. But now, There he lays, That vengeful man, Utterly angry, Indeed, a very vengeous man. A very angry man, Who,now, finally, Decides to awake from hi slumber. Huffing and puffing, He pushes off the cold earth, On his way to the land of the living. For, he has lost his life, But not his love, With a sigh, he breathes, For the first time in a year, And steps upon a ledge. There he sits, The crow, Utterly dead, but alive, Pondering away, Vengeous and dead, Indeed, a very angry man, Who has tasted, A drink of death. [Back to Top]	07/18/00
79)Judy V. From:Bronx, NY	I seek you I seek you all my life Yet I have not found you I cry alone at night waiting Will you ever come to me To live and love in this short life I seek you among the crowds You are not there Self absorbed faces Hypocritical hearts I fear that you do not exist When I spot the crow in the fields It gives me new faith My True love also awaits Hope to find you in this short life. [Back to Top]	07/24/00
80)Tom Radford From:England	Nothing matters Under fallen skies, the moon which rises, sheds light upon my hollow grave. Bound from living by the stranded ways. Take this what I hold dear, hold this what I have given you. Never release your tightened grasp, never tred on the barren land. Step free, you are your own. run lonesome, unconditional, desires running your life, lusts ruining your pride. Nothing has ever wanted so much yet received so little from this world. Why must it be this way? dramatical reconcilliation of my ego... torn apart by my sence of passion now re-united...together as one. For now my love, we must travel though what they call this life. This is nothing but a dream until the promised land of the dead souls. The land where we are together always and eternally. Never seperated by evil or hate. Caress you heart and tell me what you feel, Could it be you feel the same as me? A burning love, seeking to be freed? You have found your fate, here I lie. Take your feelings, let them go. I am here now, your protector, your worshipper, your love....... [Back to Top]	07/25/00
81)Lorraine Lefaivre From:Riverside, CA	Solace i look at the nothing before me over the fearscape lies the key to a tomorrow right now the sun sets on me to dawn on another i see the transistion in the sky and in my heart no time for pity no time for fear only me and my pain and sins here lost in this jungle of metal and rot i emphasize this pain that's white hot my fuel, my fire redemption, only desire...... midnight, twelve o'clock, tick tock so cold so cold without the warm body to hold..... the streets, so empty so lonely yet electric and free let the moon be my sun and the tears so vile to me as blood...... lying and basking in the coldness of the floor, so softer than it was before see one truth, then another, i know i'll pay for the sins of my mother see the first rays in the land of a rising sun knowing of all the sins not yet done [Back to Top]	08/02/00
Total Poems	81

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