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User	alteredlife | 2007-01-16 |
Subject	untitled
Message	For some reason, my ID name never came up with that post... hrm...

User	| 2007-01-16 |
Subject	untitled
Message	Man, this was hard. I think I made it harder on myself by using every word in chronological order. My god. Here it is (had nothing better to do lol): ’Random 30 Word Poetry Challenge’ We felt infinite, the decay of sorrow a wind-spent torment given to another: true elation like a kitten’s first kill hanging from its jaws. In this sanctity of candle-burning temples, we felt sure; restrain us and feel the flaw of thinking purity only comes in one distinct flavour. If were to refrain in denial, lust would become unsafe in abused and strangled innocence: to be worn like a kite’s plight when its string got tangled. Erasure: conceal the emptiness of thought; there’s indignity in the death of so many’s onslaught, as it frays in a wilting display of broken rays and followers. Desire collapses in this sigh of life. 16/01/07

User	Rokhal | 2006-12-11 |
Subject	untitled
Message	"Death! Death!" we cackle, staggering. Sotally tober, man. You put on a serious face and torch another hairspray can, Too close to my hair. I can’t care. I never felt so safe, Under the burning vortex you swing like a lightsaber, Frying mosquitoes. You keep me safe, my handsome drunken Jedi. Life runs sideways by the marshes, Grasses collapsing, rising from decay. Tonight we are like them, We forget which way is up. Innocence puts the "I"s in "incapacitated." I can’t restrain myself. Desire took the bit in her mouth long ago, But you’ll flame mosquitoes until the weight of empty bottles sinks our spirits, Like our tires in the bank mud. We have to dig it out by hand. Talk about a mood killer.

User	Kasper187 | 2006-11-30 |
Subject	Infinite SadnessAPG
Message	Infinite sadness worn on my sleeves This decay of my heart remains to be seen Like this pain in the eyes of sanctity Forgive me I am lost in my indignity Infinite sadness burning my crying eyes Do you know what its like to lose it all? Can you feel this Pain so Mine? This torment I feel , I can’t help but fall ...On my knees as I wilt in this pain In denial I know my heart must refrain Infinite sadness taking dawn Like the sun when it rises And the shadows that fall Alone in this life my heart collapses Infinite sadness will be the death of me Close my eyes to the emptiness That consumes all of my purity Broken in sorrows of my lost innocence Infinite sadness I try to restrain Take me away and let me feel Desire within to end all of this pain Evading is my heart that I must conceal Infinite sadness worn on my sleeves This decay that my heart remains to believe Like this pain in the eyes of sanctity Forgive me I am lost in my indignity

User	laursal | 2006-06-22 |
Subject	city?
Message	I tried to rhyme which I’m not good at so eh... The city-scape worn and broken aching under the abuse of tired feet mournful of its’ empty doorways places where lovers once would meet The sanctity of it tarnished the city breathes a sigh to forget the indignity of its collapse lost in memories of time gone by Struggling to regain its lost luminous glow yet deep within the heartbeat is stumbling below these bodies moving the foundation itself is crumbling Concealed by this thin veneer of rebuilt sophistication The undergrowth begins to wilt and we watch in raptured elation For this slow decay most beautiful in its detail The wearing of the stones the breath so old and stale Bones of buildings straining buried beneath the weight tangled under strangling cords of lunacy and fate So lovely in its stark purity this picture of time as it passes Our lives mirror the stone gargoyle these buildings speak of the masses we sit safe in our denial while our plight it goes unnoticed all around the erasure complete but our eyes they are unfocused

User	rtx2 | 2006-03-25 |
Subject	parents
Message	With infinite wisdom they shelter Their bodies begin the decay At their death we are in torment Only with the promise of reuniting Do we experience elation In the sanctity of life we experience a burning desire To understand that which restrains us From our full potential. It is the human flaw that limits The purity of love from parent to child Can be the sweet refrain in our life song Denial of this bond stems only from human lust We have been kept safe from abuse That strangles innocence from society

User	Rokhal | 2006-03-24 |
Subject	untitled
Message	Sanctity, He breathed. Safe between the stones, Under holy gaze in the infinite age, The purity, the dusk-roofed reverberant hall. The gargoyles and dragons seemed to sigh from the colonades, But the voice was the lusty and innocent trees, Tossing and silently burning with autumn. The courtyard and the clerestory. Elation bloomed like a butterfly in his broken lungs. He brushed the worn unwilting walls, Cool and unrestrained.

User	KimmyMim | 2005-12-23 |
Subject	Old Wound...
Message	Conceal this empty, burning soul, and purify my broken heart. Young innocence you put to shame desire is worn... my lust, restrain, Never to see your eyes again! Nor touch your skin, nor feel your pain! Oh! Let my indignant plight decay, old memories fade then blow away... And in the end...another day... My wilted heart will forever frey. (looking for an embarassed emoticon....nope...can’t find one... this is my first unedited, published piece...pretty bad, huh?)

User	sweet_rayne | 2005-12-15 |
Subject	untitled
Message	Torment of my infinite desires A never ending thought of my Loss of innocence My mind is worn and weary As my body collapses After the loss of my purity I have fallen from grace And my wings are broken I can no longer fly My composure is gone I need to find it but im lost In the denial of the choice I made That decayed my safety net As I sigh at the loss of the sanctity Of a life I never knew I loved Till I brought this plight upon myself

User	orpheus | 2005-12-14 |
Subject	inspiration
Message	Living through infinite decay and its morbid torment, disarray in a day in earths awkward orbit. Will this state my elation and give me sanctity? Or cause a burning restrain or pay my salary? Am i the flaw in the diamond trapped by purity? Or reversed focused on my insecurity? Questions from which i can never refrain, feeling like Axel Rose singing in ’November rain’ Am i safe wrapped up in the lust of denial? Or is this just another one of those recycled recitles? Cause in a sense it’s innosence strangled and abused, minutes spent where hidden nets tangled and confused. It took the ’F’ outa my flight and gave me a ’PL’ please spell what i write my ink’s from a deep well. Though i feel worn and torn forlorn formed from scorn, i still storm the fort walls like a chessboard pawn. An even though all around me my life collapses, rhyme relaxes me until i find my axis. So i always feel the danger of complete erasure! Keeps me sharp as a razor Which free’s my game up! Concealed’s the deal from the ’industry’ till i reveal the real in me to their indignity! All these empty promises how they’ll let me market this, i’m an Emcee novalist who’s pen bleeds larger print! I’ll never wilt and frey like a shrinking violet letters built in a day while i think in silence! So out’a the pan thrown in the fire the oil of my toil from broken desire! Till death’s rattled and sighs like Jeckle and Hyde and gives up the ghost i’ma battle with rhymes............

User	pioneerheart | 2005-11-16 |
Subject	War Victims
Message	War began as a plight for broken swine Giving false purity, there’s elation from the podium Frey and shred blood from purity Another ingenious attempt to conceal a flaw from the government Destined to strangle another civilian The secret police took the rooks While the dictators stain millions and millions Silence distilled muting humankind Every so often death wins life Which Starts only with the least thought of indiginty To finally shut the cries And silence the empty sigh When the cause is gone There’s no freedom Til erasure strikes when it closes eyes

User	papalegba | 2005-11-01 |
Subject	pathway
Message	the presence made my heart elated with a burning desire for the purity of the inner soul not knowing what plight could arise at that moment who would care when the night was over all i could feel was an emptiness then alas i tried to conseal where i was i could see death was near for knowing that life was over with the lust that i had in my body i know lay broken harted as it is now over

User	papalegba | 2005-11-01 |
Subject	pathway
Message	the presence made my heart elated with a burning desire for the purity of the inner soul not knowing what plight could arise at that moment who would care when the night was over all i could feel was an emptiness then alas i tried to conseal where i was i could see death was near for knowing that life was over with the lust that i had in my body i know lay broken harted as it is now over

User	smartblond | 2005-10-30 |
Subject	Toils of tormennt
Message	life is strangled by our torment that tears at us inside are elation is decaying are souls are broken into two Denial of lust for purpose is burning us inside our desires go unfilled are empty lifes frey under the pressure of our plight. Purity is worn so thin there’s no where safe to hide The infinate flaw of indignity is killing all innonence and with a sigh we wilt up and collapse from the erasure of sactity and wth a sigh lifes restrained and death is refrained no more

User	gd66uk | 2005-08-28 |
Subject	untitled
Message	Tormented by past desires Dreams wilted like the dying flower Broken heart full of torment Drifting from this burning soul Caught on a catherine wheel of desire Spinning out of control Until emptiness sighs its last breath Concealing the worn plight of existence Elation a past plight Death awaits this lonely life

User	Inducted_Kitty | 2005-08-10 |
Subject	untitled
Message	Life is not safe, it has one major flaw Infinite torment to abuse all innocence The decay of broken purity The burning indignity The desire to conceal empty lust The elation to find sanctity The sigh of denial Our restraint worn in our plight Our sanity collapses ’neath the refrain Our spirits wilt in their death As we strangle our own dreams

User	Kalinda | 2005-07-24 |
Subject	untitled
Message	The infinite decay of torment And the burning restraint of lust Death seems empty Insolence joins the frey Elation, free of purity The flaw of innocence Trapped in it’s plight No sanctity as life wilts Concealed within dignity Broken by desire Refrain from abuse Strangling denial Safety collapses worn out And they sigh For life

User	solemnpen | 2005-07-20 |
Subject	untitled
Message	there are infinite times that people cry for no reason the torments of life, has made their hearts commit treason with a burning desire, to refrain from stooping to that level the denial just builds up and creates indignity amongst the heart and soul mean people strangle the "good guy" that tries to let everybody know that a sigh of relief from his empty life can mean that he can and will amount to anything his hidden innosence chooses to be

User	magnicat | 2005-06-27 |
Subject	untitled
Message	infinite decay torments elation sanctity burns, purity’s refrain denied by lust

User	Lies | 2005-06-27 |
Subject	It was a try...
Message	I feel safe In the idea that I am In lust and not love. I do not torment myself With dreams of forever, but instead Dreams of tonight. Love is living with no life. And I have life, I have lust. There is flaw in loving but not in lusting. Impurity is a word For my living. And in my heated moment, A loud sigh can be heard But I refrain from saying Those three words. I will not allow myself to abuse And I conceal myself from love For that is what I find comfort in That is where I can find where love is lost.