tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69959192012-02-16T14:29:26.038-08:00Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.comBlogger511100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-68400885005706788882010-04-04T13:26:00.000-07:002010-04-05T13:43:00.306-07:00Cupid's bow<br />once strong, seeing the many spoils of love<br />now rests broken and covered by dust<br /><br />The arrows of emotion<br />once a crystaline red, now lie blackened<br />upon the ground<br /><br />His Wings<br />Torn and tattered blowing in the wind<br />forming a heart with the last of their magic.<br /><br />Tears fall<br />only to stain the cheeks of the bearer<br />washing away the hurt, cleansing the soul<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-6840088500570678888?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-53587018618833201322010-04-04T13:17:00.000-07:002010-04-04T13:22:56.094-07:00I sit looking at pictures<br />days long gone<br />times of innocence and joy<br />no troubles or worries<br />it was all about playing<br />things changed along the way<br />gotta grow up<br />bills to pay, work to be done<br />the luster of youth fades<br />to hardened look of time<br />skin wrinkles, muscles weaken<br />color diminishes to grey<br />life passes away<br />so simplistic it seems<br />If only it were.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-5358701861883320132?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-72310850008272383062009-06-03T15:49:00.000-07:002009-06-03T15:54:10.615-07:00My soul screams<br />agitated, miserable<br />mine eyes itch<br />wanting to tear them out<br />body jumpy, twitching<br />discomfort, aching<br />emotions pulling<br />misdirected, unknown to me<br />mind and body<br />unbalanced, internal struggle<br />lost in the past<br />oblivious of present<br />uncertain of a future<br />to the point of asking why<br />just to find no answers<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-7231085000827238306?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-73727029714268520512009-06-03T15:43:00.000-07:002009-06-03T15:49:21.391-07:00What has happened to me<br />losing control, emotional wreak<br />clouded judgement, anger<br /><br />sad realization of things past<br />a life changed, a life hurt<br />no redemption, no apologies<br /><br />broken, beaten and defeated<br />try to find a smile<br />only to find a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">dead spot</span><br /><br />black and endless<br />where to go from here<br />aimless, wandering, lost<br /><br />try to dig out substance<br />only to reach into endless dark<br />finding only nothingness<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-7372702971426852051?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-60927359676459741412008-05-04T16:20:00.000-07:002008-05-04T16:27:46.814-07:00Petals fall from a withering rose<br />akin to the unbidden tears of a child<br />silently screaming out<br />pain wrought from the unknown<br /><br />misery alone inside<br />hurt by love<br />silently a petal falls<br />used, unwanted, never loved<br /><br />a soul like the flower<br />shriveled and dying<br />another petal falls<br />wanting, wishing, for the eternal<br /><br />within the shadow of the future<br />another petal falls<br />falling like a lonely tear<br />without a sound.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-6092735967645974141?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-91213644010300380302007-08-04T14:01:00.000-07:002007-08-04T14:06:39.883-07:00Here or there<br />fame or ghost<br />choice of two<br />the question mark<br />to be happy<br />lose the mundane<br />write a new chapter<br />is it the time<br />exit the city<br />it has been a go<br />winds of change<br />comes this way<br />should i go<br />may i stay<br />i don't know<br />let the cards play<br />in this life<br />i run this show<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-9121364401030038030?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-14316484657438500762007-08-04T13:57:00.000-07:002007-08-04T14:01:22.968-07:00Come to me<br />feel my energy<br />anticipations<br />world blurs<br />spinning<br />lights flashing<br />excitement inspired<br />lust sought<br />passionate desires<br />floor pounding<br />pulse stopping<br />twisting and twirling<br />mess of bodies<br />smell and taste life<br />live tonight<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-1431648465743850076?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-20027155163702236312007-08-04T13:55:00.001-07:002007-08-04T13:57:37.438-07:00Suffer the hate<br />feel the anger<br />witness the rage<br />insecurities laid bare<br />yet you still care<br />how can this be?<br />visions of what was<br />clinging to lost hope<br />a waking nightmare<br />living horror<br />endless confusion<br />eternity in a tear<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-2002715516370223631?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-63392280626395571482007-08-04T13:48:00.000-07:002007-08-04T13:54:31.887-07:00Peering through the dark<br />scanning the emptiness<br />smoke filled air<br />fog rolling around ankles<br />seeking, nothing apparent<br />is it to be seen<br />desperately reaching for the tangible<br />which feeling<br />the emotional or touch<br />arms thrash catching only air<br />awake within a dream<br />visions of a sleepy world<br />dull hazy light<br />morning grows brighter<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-6339228062639557148?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-15430810290585118582007-08-04T13:41:00.000-07:002007-08-04T13:48:25.198-07:00You look good<br />meeting up randomly<br />that smile<br /><br />Happiness within<br />emotional eyes<br />never changed<br /><br />Memories of laughter<br />some of tears<br />one ache still<br /><br />What if<br /><br />I did kiss you that day<br />tried a little harder<br />showed you the truth<br /><br />If it was to be, it would<br />I always loved you<br />never actually stopped<br /><br />Love captured two hearts<br />witnessing the love you have<br />Brightens my dark<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-1543081029058511858?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-4642241437133207162006-12-03T19:26:00.000-08:002006-12-03T19:31:33.304-08:00I still think of you<br />in my dreams, in my thoughts<br />the picture of you<br /><br />So far away yet here<br />within my mind<br />clutched in my heart<br /><br />I hear your voice<br />feel your touch<br />taste your kiss<br /><br />was it meant to be<br />I thought so<br />hope and desire<br /><br />yet I have to let go<br />Someday, somewhere<br />Always with you in song<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-464224143713320716?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1160708154593778732006-10-12T19:49:00.000-07:002006-10-12T19:55:54.593-07:00Bitter sorrow<br />tomorrow shall be brighter<br />the sun will kiss the morning sky<br />say goonight to the moon and stars<br />the clouds will stretch lazily across the sky<br />birds will sing, animals chatter<br />a new day, but a better day<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-116070815459377873?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1160707774673112132006-10-12T19:42:00.000-07:002006-10-12T19:49:34.673-07:00I never speak of love<br />shall i never find<br />looking in the wrong places<br />quit searching, nothing<br />makes no sense, makes no sense<br />life as a ghost<br />passing through time and space<br />a glimpse an nothing more<br />did you see, was it your mind<br />the tricks that play<br />my mind or yours<br />i shalt never know<br />i see you, but are you there<br />i feel real but do you<br />can you touch, feel the warmth<br />to kiss sweet and endless<br />where are you my one<br />the one to complete<br />Wilst not come to meet<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-116070777467311213?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1160707303781608322006-10-12T19:36:00.000-07:002006-10-12T19:41:43.806-07:00Feelings of hate<br />for unknown reasons<br />depression, lack of care<br />withdrawal from love<br />absence of remorse<br />uncaring but still feeling<br />this makes no sense<br />alone is what I want<br />just leave me be<br />but I can't have that<br />everywhere I try to go<br />people are there<br />annoyance, nuisance<br />sweet solitude<br />where have you gone<br />shall I ever find thee<br />for I wish your presence<br />evermore<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-116070730378160832?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1124956282761033462005-08-25T03:51:00.000-07:002005-08-25T00:51:22.760-07:00Blissful hatred<br />anger beyond reach<br />vileness unrivaled<br /><br />blackened soul<br />charred unrecognizable<br />disembodied emotion<br /><br />bitterness with kindness<br />meaningless words<br />almost stoic<br /><br />violent love<br />broken spirit<br />bloodied hands<br /><br />vacant smile<br />staring to nothingness<br />deprived of normal thought<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-112495628276103346?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1124955915026926992005-08-25T03:45:00.000-07:002005-08-25T00:45:15.026-07:00What is the difference<br />why can it not be<br />there is a connection<br /><br />a fire raging<br />rapid hearts but from a word<br />enticing exuberant admiration<br /><br />the touch has not felt<br />kiss not given<br />lack of affection<br /><br />loss of words<br />unknown destination<br />drifting within possibility<br /><br />want slowly begets need<br />regret breeds fear<br />love is love<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-112495591502692699?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1124955526924967192005-08-25T03:40:00.000-07:002005-08-25T00:38:46.923-07:00Cover of shadows<br />silently I follow<br />watching over you<br /><br />uncanny love<br />overcome by shyness<br />with no voice of my own<br /><br />safety ensured<br />I can rest easy<br />as your protector<br /><br />you see me daily<br />but never notice<br />for I stand beside you always<br /><br />walking alone<br />within a cover of black<br />seeing you home safe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-112495552692496719?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1124955136529840812005-08-25T00:25:00.000-07:002005-08-25T00:53:54.936-07:00Scared and nervous<br />the butterflies inside<br />happy but nervous all at once<br /><br />Your Passion<br />the light in your eyes<br />this is how I feel<br /><br />at a loss for words<br />only this a I can write<br />the way you make me feel<br /><br />out of sight<br />your on my mind<br />looking at you, silence<br /><br />how can I tell you<br />what you make me feel<br />shyness overrides<br /><br />your smile<br />lights up my darkness<br />your eyes steal my heart<br /><br />the touch of your skin<br />electricity in my veins<br />but my silence prevents<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-112495513652984081?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1124954728522662752005-08-25T00:17:00.000-07:002005-08-25T00:25:28.526-07:00Feelings stir<br />begin anew<br />something thought lost<br /><br />But as often as I see<br />I feel this every time I look in her blues<br />hear her voice<br /><br />but I cannot find the words<br />why oh why<br />I wish I could just say<br /><br />these feeling give me unrest<br />need for release<br />wanting and knowing<br /><br />the passion I sense<br />hidden within<br />yearning for redemption<br /><br />would a kiss<br />the slightest touch<br />could that be enough<br /><br />awaken the spirit<br />join the worlds<br />become one and thy self<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-112495472852266275?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1113495640558643392005-04-14T12:20:00.000-07:002005-04-14T09:34:54.506-07:00Emotions akin<br />two souls lost in time<br />a world apart<br /><br />searching the night sky<br />wishing on a star<br />hoping for the love of life<br /><br />behind the glow of a screen<br />clicking of the keys<br />dancing eyes<br /><br />message sent with a wink<br />received with a heart<br />a friendship buds<br /><br />with time and patience<br />love and care<br />will it bloom<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-111349564055864339?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1113496362580162462005-04-14T09:26:00.000-07:002005-04-14T09:34:20.833-07:00Intimidation of desire<br />hand in hand<br />both my burden and my craving<br /><br />to converse with an Angel<br />whom I hardly know<br />how can I desire<br /><br />might it be just a common interest<br />may it be the contact<br />of this I know not<br /><br />a happy confusion<br />the only way to describe<br />this is what I feel<br /><br />finally I hear the music<br />the missing part of me<br />near completion but not quite<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-111349636258016246?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1113495995780518552005-04-14T00:26:00.000-07:002005-04-14T09:33:47.946-07:00The night is quite<br />low murmur of voices<br />soft hum of the computers<br /><br />The cleaners quietly move about<br />a sea of blue across the center floor<br />slowly fade to black sleep<br /><br />click, keeping mine awake<br />all that kills the time away<br />a paper, pen and my mind<br /><br />I sit alone everyone around gone<br />enjoying the solitude<br />afraid of my thoughts<br /><br />although it would be normal<br />tonight is different<br />someone new holds my thoughts<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-111349599578051855?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1113337995336515002005-04-12T13:08:00.000-07:002005-04-12T13:33:15.336-07:00In the bluest skies<br />see the rain<br />albeit the sun shines<br /><br />Deep sadness hidden cosmetically<br />all just a facade<br />true feeling evident<br /><br />desire wanes the heart<br />whittling away judgment<br />needing to feel loved<br /><br />spark to life<br />wake upon a new existence<br />vision through untainted eyes<br /><br />touch is a unfelt experience<br />sensations electric and tingling<br />kiss illicit<br /><br />flowing blood<br />hearts shattered<br />escape back to darkness<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-111333799533651500?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1112218321950287752005-03-30T16:32:00.000-08:002005-03-30T13:32:01.950-08:00Looking back<br />days long past<br />Smiles fade to black<br /><br />laughs die away<br />echoes of joy<br />tears dried up<br /><br />all memories of life<br />reflecting in the mind<br />a soul is warmed<br /><br />darkness brought to light<br />the joyous sounds of laughter<br />crying those happy tears<br /><br />new beginnings<br />looking forward<br />life is good<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-111221832195028775?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1110012500654032552005-03-05T03:48:00.000-08:002005-03-05T00:48:20.656-08:00I sit in a crowed place<br />surrounded by people<br />yet I am alone<br /><br />sitting with friends<br />yet still in solitude<br />am I that different<br /><br />I am seen and heard<br />acknowledged not<br />every now and then incite a smile<br /><br />across the room I see eyes<br />but they look away as quick<br />a smile is nothing anymore<br /><br />darkness in a world of light<br />such misery within a grin<br />the living ghost<br /><br />do they really see me<br />just drifting through life<br />forever unnoticed<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-111001250065403255?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1110012833911790592005-03-05T00:48:00.000-08:002005-03-05T00:53:53.913-08:00love, what does it mean<br />is it knowing or feeling<br />within sight or touch<br /><br />it is felt but how<br />desire entices<br />creates the feeling<br /><br />making an addiction<br />creating a disease<br />that entraps life<br /><br />every turn this is seen<br />day by day<br />always in sight<br /><br />is it blind<br />or can it see<br />could it be chance<br /><br />all within life<br />to create life<br />full circle<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-111001283391179059?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1108924951085625472005-02-20T01:43:00.000-08:002005-02-20T10:42:31.086-08:00Streaming tears<br />eyes of red<br />sobs of misery<br /><br />fleeting sadness<br />growing hatred<br />burning hot<br /><br />so vile a feeling<br />despising all<br />seeking solitude<br /><br />no more please no more<br />I can't take it<br />let this end<br /><br />why is it only me<br />always alone<br />forever hated<br /><br />so what now<br />can it change<br />shall I be denied<br /><br />all this used to be<br />all under lock and key<br />to be forgotten forever more<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-110892495108562547?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1108584606265230452005-02-16T15:09:00.000-08:002005-02-16T12:16:39.026-08:00Heart set ablaze<br />a soul awakens<br />reflected in the eyes<br /><br />she strides gracefully<br />without acknowledging<br />slight sidelong glances<br /><br />eyes of passion<br />senses a stir<br />along with sweaty palms<br /><br />smiling knowingly<br />she half dances while walking<br />sparkle in her eyes<br /><br />fingers caress the neck<br />orbs lock to one another<br />ecstasy in her silken kiss<br /><br />electric touch<br />pins and needles<br />spine shivers<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-110858460626523045?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1099462645815146062004-11-02T22:12:00.000-08:002004-11-02T22:17:25.816-08:00The heat of passion <br />words said not meant <br />seeming uncaring, resentful <br />heart is empty and lost <br /> <br />desire bleeds from mine eyes <br />sight becomes clouded <br />bleary and confusing <br />searching the horizon <br /> <br />soul scours the land <br />seeking a similar <br />not finding a match <br />that missed piece of the puzzle <br /> <br />is this the direction of love <br />always looking but never finding <br />shall it find me <br />will I continue or cease <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-109946264581514606?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1098572905454550092004-10-23T15:59:00.000-07:002004-10-23T16:08:25.453-07:00Dusk is over, darkness shrouds the land <br />my time is now <br />searching the shadows for the soul akin to mine <br /> <br />avoiding glances and comments <br />of the foolhardy and ignorant <br />silently despising them <br /> <br />I have the hate enough for many life times <br />and take more as each day passes <br />but I am not as bitter as I let on <br /> <br />I try to smile in the face of adversity <br />even laugh at it <br />like me or hate me <br /> <br />I am here <br />get used to it <br />cause I ain't going anywhere <br /> <br />deal with it or shut up <br />kick me while I am down <br />I'll get back up <br /> <br />try to keep me down now <br />kick me, stomp me <br />I will get back to my feet <br /> <br />I refuse to be a speck in reality <br />I make my stand <br />everything starts here <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-109857290545455009?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1098572348957987462004-10-23T15:48:00.000-07:002004-10-23T15:59:08.956-07:00Lost and wondering <br />what is life <br />what good is it <br />when the shadows are all that comfort <br /> <br />being an outcast in society for all of my years <br />knowing the hate and cruelty <br />being the freak in the eyes of the beholder <br />not knowing compassion but from a few <br /> <br />is it worth it <br />staying in the hate <br />what good is it all <br />searching for redemption <br /> <br />finding it <br />then having it ripped away at the time of finality <br />left wondering <br />what did I do <br /> <br />where did I go wrong <br />why is it my life that goes this way <br />why do I stay and tolerate <br />yearning for acceptance <br /> <br />is this life worth it <br />shall I stay <br />that I must, I have endured worse <br />knowing the harshness of the hatred. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-109857234895798746?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1091947467323445302004-08-07T23:32:00.000-07:002004-08-07T23:44:27.323-07:00The sun highlights the sky <br />an inferno of everlasting life <br />the clouds compliment it lazily <br /> <br />the sky the softest of blues <br />highlight the clouds <br />whether they be grey or white <br /> <br />Stormy skies entice and excite <br />telling of the storm to come <br />lightning strikes the night sky <br /> <br />Thunder breaks the silence of night <br />a soft rain beats down <br />the land soaked with the giver of life <br /> <br />Relaxing allowing sleep to settle in <br />eyes flutter, finally close <br />now the soft rhythmic breathing of slumber <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-109194746732344530?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1091945835548893222004-08-07T23:07:00.000-07:002004-08-07T23:17:15.550-07:00<span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>The rage grows <br />anger almost seething <br />hatred grows hot <br /> <br />mind is not thinking <br />heart feels nothing <br />instinct only <br /> <br />eyes darkened <br />emotions cannot be seen <br />a blank look is all there is <br /> <br />how can this be <br />everything was so good <br />it is all gone <br /> <br />everything that mattered <br />all that there was <br />a heart that is empty <br /> <br />a mind that is full <br />always thinking <br />a soul that is yearning <br /> <br />where has the love gone <br />has it left this world <br />will it ever return</em> </span> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-109194583554889322?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1090690852882070372004-07-24T13:39:00.000-07:002004-07-24T10:40:52.883-07:00The clouds blanket the sky <br />holding the blue and gold back <br />hiding it's beauty <br /> <br />Bringing it's own bleakness to view <br />the cool winds lick and nip <br />cold drops of rain try to fall <br /> <br />A delightful aroma floods the air <br />a new fresh smell that teases the senses <br />although the dark daylight is lovely on it's own <br /> <br />It compares not to the blue and gold <br />it lights the eyes and uplifts the spirit <br />bringing&nbsp;with it a&nbsp;feeling of contentment <br /> <br />the days come and go <br />much akin to the weather <br />a kind of magic <br /> <br />nature within all it's glory <br />beauty with the uncomely <br />a wonderful mystery <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-109069085288207037?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1089921921423661652004-07-15T13:04:00.000-07:002004-07-15T13:06:12.986-07:00The constant pounding <br />pain ensuing <br />it hurts so much <br /> <br />the sickness dwells <br />is it me, or is it at all <br />within the mind or reality <br /> <br />is it sickness or love <br />hate or despair <br />possibly just sorrow <br /> <br />a life within nothingness <br />empty thoughts within a shattered life <br />dead eyes with a living soul <br /> <br /> a dead soul with living eyes <br />that show little emotion <br />so empty almost hating <br /> <br />trust is it earned or given <br />who can you trust <br />if not yourself<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108992192142366165?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1089006051046439772004-07-04T22:40:00.000-07:002004-07-04T22:40:51.046-07:00The door slams shut <br />darkness invades the heart <br />hate boils within <br /> <br />It all starts again <br />seeds begin to grow <br />through the orbs of black <br /> <br />blood runs cold <br />heart of stone <br />the old me again <br /> <br />tired of being what I am not <br />the smiles the gentleness <br />all for naught <br /> <br />being hate and one with it <br />my way, the only way <br />just a feeling an emotion <br /> <br />time will tell, can love heal <br />all I want is to know when <br />if at all, or is this really me <br /> <br />the hateful seething anger <br />it fills my heart and thoughts <br />I don't want this, but cannot escape<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108900605104643977?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1087864532710828082004-06-21T17:10:00.000-07:002004-06-21T17:35:32.710-07:00Staring into the eyes <br />orbs of pure darkness <br />seeing a reflection <br /> <br />deep within hides a gentle heart <br />lost and wandering in the soul <br />feeling trapped <br /> <br />this happens now and then <br />although something new awaits <br />a feeling of contentment <br /> <br />one not felt for so long <br />since a small child <br />it had been lost <br /> <br />a few good souls have redeemed mine <br />new friends and old <br />have found the key <br /> <br />unlocking the happiness <br />unleashing the laughter of my soul <br />cutting the restraints that bind <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108786453271082808?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1087862987864215622004-06-21T17:03:00.000-07:002004-06-21T17:09:47.863-07:00New feelings arise <br />My heart feels renewed <br />a load lifted <br /> <br />belief that there is good <br />good people out there still <br />the world is not as bleak <br /> <br />once I thought it so <br />new friendships proved me wrong <br />explanations are not present <br /> <br />unneeded they are <br />life has changed for the better <br />things are just so good <br /> <br />this change in heart brings happiness <br />one I have not had <br />it's a nice feeling <br /> <br />to finally belong <br />being accepted <br />as a person, not just a face<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108786298786421562?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1085969346647775572004-05-30T19:00:00.000-07:002004-05-30T19:09:06.646-07:00Why is there so much hate <br />is it misunderstanding or fear <br />only to justify how you feel <br /> <br />why is there misunderstanding <br />might it be that discord helps keep peace <br />this is wrong <br /> <br />what if the world were gray <br />only shades of grey <br />would hate still exist <br /> <br />might it be that which makes hate possible <br />color in all it's forms <br />is it that which creates emotion <br /> <br />then again if there were no colors <br />would emotions exist <br />without it would the world we know be devoid of emotion <br /> <br />if color existed no more would there be prejudice <br />would it go away would love rule all <br />when everything is the same <br /> <br />no, it would not, nothing would change <br />things would remain the same <br />why?, everyone has opinions and beliefs that vary <br /> <br />to each their own <br />this is only a thought <br />see it as you will<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108596934664777557?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1085968779937780042004-05-30T18:48:00.000-07:002004-05-30T18:59:39.936-07:00He is dark, average height <br />his long curly hair slightly tangled <br />his eyes something about his eyes <br /> <br />he wears casual clothes <br />not much for today's styles <br />just for comfort is all <br /> <br />he sit there quiet and shy <br />a loner always alone <br />rarely speaks,only if the mood strikes him <br /> <br />People see him than again they do not <br />he seems to float, he moves so quick <br />all without a sound <br /> <br />through the streets and alley ways <br />the rushing traffic sees only a shadow <br />not a person, never a face <br /> <br />but his eyes tell so much more <br />a sad soul crying out <br />looking for the tenderness only another soul can provide <br /> <br />scouring the dark uncaring world <br />just to find nothing and no one <br />his eyes blacken a little more <br /> <br />while the heart beats alone in the night <br />his mind still on the unknown <br />but those eyes I'll never forget<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108596877993778004?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1085959359662284292004-05-30T16:08:00.000-07:002004-05-30T16:22:39.663-07:00Sitting lookingat an empty page <br />wondering what to write <br />mind draws a blank <br /> <br />gibberish and hen scratches <br />is it all for naught <br />although it maybe something <br /> <br />the meaningless lines are winding down <br />filling the once empty page <br />is it a story or a poem <br /> <br />not that it matters, it works <br />to unblock the block <br />freeing the mind from it's trap <br /> <br />eyes strained from lack of sleep <br />body aches from the nights work <br />it's all over till the morrow <br /> <br />with the cycle of the everyday begins anew <br />the birth of a new mood <br />what will it be, which emotion <br /> <br />the sun shines brightly in the window <br />pull the covers tighter <br />let the weariness and groggy mind wake <br /> <br />the day goes as all have gone <br />sitting down comfy and content <br />the page once empty is now complete<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108595935966228429?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1085547377128363252004-05-25T21:39:00.000-07:002004-05-25T21:56:17.126-07:00Two hearts shattered <br />lost and wandering <br />longing for completion <br /> <br />Can they put the pieces together <br />shall they find their way <br />can they pick up the shards of themselves <br /> <br />the story as it is <br />she was used and her heart broken <br />in jealousy for someone lost <br /> <br />his was one of despair <br />not knowing love <br />living in an uncaring world <br /> <br />unloved is he <br />in his eyes she is all <br />his life and redemption <br /> <br />she will complete his world <br />bringing light in <br />where no light is <br /> <br />they live in an opposite world <br />society hinders <br />their love is forfeit <br /> <br />life where this cannot be <br />where each sect keeping to their own <br />this will not be accepted<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108554737712836325?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1085546349319974372004-05-25T21:29:00.000-07:002004-05-25T21:39:09.320-07:00It starts deep down inside <br />Eats away at you night and day <br />but it can destroy you in a heartbeat <br /> <br />It is said your first <br />will always be remembered <br />It is as clear as the morning light <br /> <br />Even when you are with a new <br />you will never forget that one <br />that first experience <br /> <br />it can be at first <br />or it may take time <br />but when it is in your heart <br /> <br />You carry it forever <br />you will never lose it <br />as it will become a part of you <br /> <br />unforgettable beyond doubt <br />always and forever <br />but as you are <br /> <br />experience life <br />don't go straight for it <br />live life and cherish it<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108554634931997437?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1085541332326456772004-05-25T20:14:00.000-07:002004-05-25T20:15:32.326-07:00Look what I have to deal with, liars <br />conspirators and fools <br />They seem to target me, Hate me <br /> <br />yet I can't get away <br />no matter what I do <br />I cannot get away <br /> <br />There are to many fools in my life <br />more than I alone can deal with <br />Who are my friends sometimes I don't know <br /> <br />Who can I trust <br />Who can I love for that matter <br />Who indeed can I trust <br /> <br />one day I will show them all <br />Who I am and what I can do <br />This is my vow <br /> <br />I will show them <br />all the fools and liars <br />just who I really am<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108554133232645677?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1085008925934322632004-05-19T16:21:00.000-07:002004-05-25T20:40:46.183-07:00Shrouded within it <br />my covers, my obsession <br />passion within <br /> <br />black, unending <br />life in the lightless, it is my way <br />to live in the unending <br /> <br />my love for it forever, unknown <br /> <br />without fear I walk into it <br />as some fear it <br />I cannot, it is friend to me <br /> <br />I am accustomed to it <br />unlike others <br /> <br />My passion is shrouded <br />in darkness <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108500892593432263?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1085008847413902132004-05-19T16:20:00.000-07:002004-05-25T20:41:12.946-07:00They make fun of me <br />but some pity me <br />for what i do not know <br />i do not pity myself <br /> <br />I pity the ones who make fun of others <br />to make themselves feel better or to look good in front of others <br /> <br />but why? <br /> <br />Be proud of what you are, of who you are <br />and what you believe in <br /> <br />so i ask why make fun of others less fortunate <br />What if we the ones you mock made fun of your grades, clothes or hair <br /> <br />Now how does it feel? <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108500884741390213?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1085008769789712652004-05-19T16:18:00.000-07:002004-05-25T20:43:52.943-07:00The hurt pulls <br />squeezes, penetrates <br />the strongest heart <br /> <br />Tears want to fall, but don't <br />no matter how much they want to <br />feelings overule judgement <br />try to apologize, but can't <br /> <br />The hurt is still there <br />still pulling, still tearing <br /> <br />But time heals all wounds, not for everyone <br />is it human nature,is it just emotion <br /> <br />It hurts so much <br />why not let go, can't let go <br /> <br />Love or infatuation <br />desire or need <br /> <br />Why won't the hurt stop <br />why can't it just end <br /> <br />This is how it feels <br />when you hurt the ones you love <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108500876978971265?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1085008619619342942004-05-19T16:16:00.000-07:002004-05-25T20:44:31.313-07:00A life in sorrow <br />not wanting tomorrow <br />his hatred burning hot <br />his heart wished it not <br /> <br />For his road has been twisted and broken <br />his inner peace cannot be awoken <br />he feels the shame he should not <br />Shame for a man that hadn't thought <br />a shame that he shall carry and cannot parry <br /> <br />he had love but that was lost and to his father it was at no cost <br />he seems not to carry any guilt <br />the young man's world is on a tilt <br /> <br />his life has gone into a spiral that has put him in such a rile <br />the confusion has set in does the father even care about him <br /> <br />it doesn't seem to matter now, the Son has forgotten how <br />forgotten how to forgive and forget <br />the father will soon regret <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108500861961934294?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1084763612341282572004-05-16T20:12:00.000-07:002004-05-25T20:46:49.963-07:00Your eyes hold me <br />while your voice lifts me <br />standing with your arms about my shoulders <br />holding me close <br /> <br />While i was with you i felt a sense of freedom <br />free from the troubles of daily life <br /> <br />Your soul so gentle and loving <br />i wish i could be part of it <br />so i can feel the freedom of desire <br />and passion of what two souls can be together <br />when they join to be one <br /> <br />Only when it is emotional and spiritual <br />without the physicality is love worth it <br />without it it is meaningless <br /> <br />it is needed in seeking love <br />to find the other half of your soul to complete you <br />to make life whole <br /> <br />is it wrong or is it right <br />I don't know but it feels good <br />it feels right.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108476361234128257?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1084763509936846472004-05-16T20:09:00.000-07:002004-05-25T20:45:01.583-07:00WHY I WONDER...IF I AM EVEN HERE <br /> <br /> <br />I have often pondered a question, Why are we here? But are we here or there or really anywhere? Can anyone answer this question, I really don't think they can. An age old question often pondered by anyone and everyone eventually, will think about this question. They will ask aloud to anyone who will listen, "Why are we here?, What are we, Do you know?, I would like to know". But does anyone know? Are they sure about what they think, I need to know for self-satisfaction not just so I can say "I know we are and what we are". <br /> <br />What indeed is the Question; are we a dream or are we real, think about that, can you see what i mean. Am I writing this? Are you reading this. how can we sayso? I question the reality of the paper i write on, even the pen i am writing with or not writing with, is the ink really there, is the pen in my hand. are you holding this paper or is it even really there? <br /> <br />Can you tell me if anything exists with confidence? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108476350993684647?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995919.post-1084597641689068302004-05-14T22:06:00.000-07:002004-05-25T20:45:22.733-07:00The tears stream down my face <br />as i watch her love another <br />hearing her say the words <br />i never loved you <br /> <br />they cut like a knife <br />the blood of my soul, soils my mind <br />but still i think of her <br />thinking she lied <br />still wanting to believe <br />yearning for truth <br /> <br />breaks my heart <br />being alone, so empty <br />the questions i may ask <br />all without the answers that i want <br /> <br />is love worth it <br />heartache and misery <br />for the one that does not care <br />if you love them or not<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6995919-108459764168906830?l=thepoetofatlantis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bard_of_Atlantishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09826841631218567802noreply@blogger.com1