Post by butterflypoetry on Feb 12, 2006 14:23:58 GMT -5
Two of my poems have been published in a book called 'Of Rhyme and Reason' I have just finished my first book and am in the throws of getting the photography sorted out. Here are the poems that were chosen.
For those I have suffered
I have suffered my cross, and have earned my scars.
I have stood tall after all of it,
I am triumphant!
I have my guilt, and my nightmares
I have seen the faces of my prosecutors.
And I have spat at them with all of my being.
Acid to burn their faces!
They have torn at my flesh, and tasted my blood.
And through it all I stood triumphant.
I took each blow as a test, and each nail as an exam.
I was chained to their hatred, to their minds.
Their warped sense of sexuality and through it all,
I stood triumphant.
I raised my army of strength and power.
With my angels by my side, I fought my demons
And we were triumphant.
It is my time to be loved and my time to heal.
This is my time to start my record of life, and to shine.
I will not be a victim,
I will hold my own and turn my scars, to bones and they will make me strong.
I can stand tall again, and my guardian spirits dance away to a better world.
Together we explore.
I take my strength and passion and pass it over to the world
To make my light shine in everyone I meet
To share my message,
I WILL STAND TRIUMPHANT OVER MY DEMONS
Enchanted Lands
A land of unspeakable glory,
Where time is lost and my breath stood still
A forest where the Gypsies dream
A magical realm and somewhere In between
This mystical maze where you will find
Your every desire, and a beautiful smile
This is my escape from reality
My time, to have a different life.
The place I go to, when I close my eyes.
Where my prince is waiting
To hold me through the night
To kiss my lips and love my
Mind
This young gypsy girl with her broken dreams
A land of amazing peace
Where she dances wild like fire
And sings her praises over seas
For those I have suffered
I have suffered my cross, and have earned my scars.
I have stood tall after all of it,
I am triumphant!
I have my guilt, and my nightmares
I have seen the faces of my prosecutors.
And I have spat at them with all of my being.
Acid to burn their faces!
They have torn at my flesh, and tasted my blood.
And through it all I stood triumphant.
I took each blow as a test, and each nail as an exam.
I was chained to their hatred, to their minds.
Their warped sense of sexuality and through it all,
I stood triumphant.
I raised my army of strength and power.
With my angels by my side, I fought my demons
And we were triumphant.
It is my time to be loved and my time to heal.
This is my time to start my record of life, and to shine.
I will not be a victim,
I will hold my own and turn my scars, to bones and they will make me strong.
I can stand tall again, and my guardian spirits dance away to a better world.
Together we explore.
I take my strength and passion and pass it over to the world
To make my light shine in everyone I meet
To share my message,
I WILL STAND TRIUMPHANT OVER MY DEMONS
Enchanted Lands
A land of unspeakable glory,
Where time is lost and my breath stood still
A forest where the Gypsies dream
A magical realm and somewhere In between
This mystical maze where you will find
Your every desire, and a beautiful smile
This is my escape from reality
My time, to have a different life.
The place I go to, when I close my eyes.
Where my prince is waiting
To hold me through the night
To kiss my lips and love my
Mind
This young gypsy girl with her broken dreams
A land of amazing peace
Where she dances wild like fire
And sings her praises over seas