Silent-Martyr

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Part Four: Reflection by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Part Four: Reflection

A libertine, a loving fiend. I was fooled. By you - I was fooled and pooled together as only to be drowned In my own naivety. To be hung and drawn. And to be quartered Like you slaughter hours. To be shamed by my lame infatuation. Mercy! Mercy on me and my soul and my heart. Mercy! Show it To me as I would show it you. Let not you tangle with my heart Like you tangle with Time, like a magician, like a cruel teacher ticking Away minutes while I struggle with a test that is foreign. My heart cries out, like it learnt from the child in your heart, though It does not sing for hope and for love but sings for regret and desire. A song of

Part Three: Rejection by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Part Three: Rejection

Do as you undo me, like a letter, and strew my contents Across the floor. You unfolded my heart before me Leaving it crumpled in disgust when there you saw more Than mere desire. Beheld you my love. Unrequited. And hasty released yourself from me unto the darkness of Your lonely garden, your canopy of singularity. Thus trapping me in a cage of rejection with bars of grief That block me spherical, round in a circle… Like a Clock Should you again, like the boy who cried wolf, cry to me That you want love and all its glory. I shall with all strength Not run to you like the gullible shepherd. For you’ve learnt me your H

Part Two: Adoration by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Part Two: Adoration

Thine iris does change from its placid steady brown To glow a passionate green when thine eyes fill With tears of anguish. Tears that wash upon my heart And sombrely drown my soul in pity. To see such an angel feel such torture. Your face is like a poem of the great romantics, As if written by Wordsworth, with flourishes of Byron. Constructed with such care… such dedication As though your visage were a tender gift to a lover. Your face is a kind favour from nature. Should I have the capacity to encapsulate your beauty And read it back to you in poetic form. That you would Hear me and feel your own radiance. That I could evap

Part One: Fascination by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Part One: Fascination

As I regard you. Absolutely. In all your splendour. You hold yourself with the conviction of a timepiece – Reliable, undeniable in your style and conviction, Your magnificence, your candour. But a clock you are, with your careful timing. Your numerals. And your hands. They have rusted firm over time From the tears you have spilled upon them, the minutes you’ve lost While counting away the days and the hours. You shall not embrace the hand of a lover. You will not Let bloom the bud of love that grows within your Temperate heart. You push your feelings to the bottom, To the ventricle, to the deepest depths of your hidden g

A sleeping world by Silent-Martyr, literature

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A sleeping world

Dance for days To sounds of dreams. Pride above pain They pray in vain. Music stops and truth appears, Children hide from growing fears. The world is no longer awake. The sun is useless Making unseen light And children cope By holding hope, But the lose the fight When no ones right. When will the world awake? Silence is nothing When the world is asleep And leaking seams Spill broken dreams. The only future hope to keep: The children will no longer weep, When the world one day awakes.

Excess consumption by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Excess consumption

Amongst the simplest forms of life complications can occur, in a mind as blunt as a butter knife troubles may chance to stir. We think a trouble less troubling Should it weigh on a mind so small. Thinking seldom of their suffering as we glance down from towering tall. Wise as we think our western ways, Fault finds us in this presumption. Whilst others have observed better days We thrive on our excess consumption.

Journey for the brave of heart by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Journey for the brave of heart

Climb down the throat of the stormwater drain, into the underground that light does not bless. Feel the damp and cold of a place so lonely while staring into the dark abyss of nothingness. Recharter the route of a seldom-walked path, Stumble and slide on the algae covered cement. Take a moment to hear the distant trickle of water, with eerie tones it sings a song to lament. Reach a door who's lock is large and knocker absent, Fumble in futile attempt to open it, as a person blind. Thank who ever rules your faith you can't get in… For a dangerous place are the depths of ones mind.

Silence isn't always golden by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Silence isn't always golden

Words may ultimately mean nothing, Though they mean even less unsaid. You will fail to get a reaction, Should your thoughts say in your head. To keep our mouths shut in fear, Leaves the best of us feeling weary. An expression can be worth a fistful of words But it has not an extensive vocabulary. A silent man leaves little lasting impression Apart from that of an aloof statue-like creature, But one as reserved as this oft holds More words than an ever fountaining preacher.

Tainted Children by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Tainted Children

When it runs rampant like a plague It leaves the world blasé and puzzled. The children mimic as though it is a mighty feat, Just to see their peers find humour in their movements. When infected it inspires a guiltless madness From which many broken hearts and treasures occur. The fences that keep the world in peace are torn down Setting free the wild children. It eats away at their young minds like acid Tainting their clean eyes with visions of a dirty world. Chewing through boundaries to smear inhibitions Opening the door to something more than childish danger. Rewardingly it gives a false sense of esteem And recalls it once the

Actions by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Actions

Where do you look to find meaning in your actions? Do you look to yourself for the decisions you made, Or do you shift the blame your family, friends and bad connections? There is no point laying blame if the anger and pain wont fade. Do you ever turn to feel the sting of a knife in your back… Just to realise that your friend was just returning the favour? You find yourself all over the place, but really your lost and getting slack, You know that you need to clean up your act, but not who'll be your saviour. I watched you pack your bag and set out to sea without a life jacket in case. Does your bag have everything you need in it? Doe

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Part Four: Reflection by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Part Four: Reflection

Part Three: Rejection by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Part Three: Rejection

Part Two: Adoration by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Part Two: Adoration

Part One: Fascination by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Part One: Fascination

A sleeping world by Silent-Martyr, literature

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A sleeping world

Excess consumption by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Excess consumption

Journey for the brave of heart by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Journey for the brave of heart

Silence isn't always golden by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Silence isn't always golden

Tainted Children by Silent-Martyr, literature

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Tainted Children

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Unnecessary Risk

This show you promised them naively, They won't leave without. Your jeopardous high-wire feat, Watched by faces filled with doubt. They see you slowing cautiously, Reading your blatant hesitation. Behind your calm exterior there is: Clearly, pure frustration. Your hollow enthusiasm, Muffled by unsupportive cries. Turn your back to them once more, Drying your not yet tainted eyes. Line up for your daring act, Neglecting the need for a saftey rope. The crowd stares and gasps shamelessly, With rapid fading hope. You don your conceptual mask, To show a previously lacking brave face. Taking an uneasy step forward, You don't car

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Silent-Martyr

Mar 5, 2009

I'm back.. sort of!

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Hey guys, if any of you are still checking you DA's i've broken from my tradition of pointless, unrefined and terribly formed poems and posted a NEW improved collection of four poems. The poems are a series of four based on love with inspiration of content stemming from Shakespeare's sonnet 116 and inspiration of constructs from Donne with my own personal opinions express. These poems aren't written as a personal statement and were submitted for my college assessment in the English Writing course. I gained better than expected marks so hopefully they arent complete rubbish. Judge for urself :) xx

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Silent-Martyr

Jul 28, 2006

Peeps

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Hello ladies, gentlemen and any other undecideds. Point of information: I have now got 1000 page views. 2nd point: It only took me like a year ! hahaha! 3rd point: half of the views i probably contributed myself :-P 4th point: none of that matters, a number is a number. 5th point: talking in points is getting a little irritating. 6th point: I may even stop soon and just submit this damn journal.... 7th point: .....but then again I might not. 8th point: I love everyone .... 9th point: except you .... oh and you 10th point: I have finally gotten bored of this nonsense! Happy journal reading :-S

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Silent-Martyr

Jul 6, 2006

...yeah cool

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Does no one ever go on DA anymore or are you all just too stingey to ever comment?

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speed-of-dark

Feb 15, 2009

I didnt know you were still writing my love..

Silent-Martyr

Mar 5, 2009

it was my english writing project x

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Come on DA more often julz!

fatlittlenick

Mar 15, 2007

"Merry Christmas to you too nick!"....................waaa!

fatlittlenick

Dec 24, 2006

Merry christman julz.

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Jun 29, 2006

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