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You Lift Me UpYou Lift Me Up:

When first I fell from the grace of the light
Tumbling endlessly through an uncaring sky
With wings torn from me, blotched and bloodied;
It was time for me to die...

But a bed of flowers, with the scent of lillies;
Caressing my heart with its soothing fragrance
Left me stronger and healed my wounds;
In the dark it was my radiance

It brought me back from the brink of despair
And made me forget that I would never fly
Instead I am content with these broken wings
If I may sleep where you still lie...

Here upon the ground, having faced my judgement
I am calm and collected without burden to bear
Someday I wish to retu

Breaking FreeBreaking Free:

I sit here waiting, in the coldest of cells
Outside I hear them screaming for blood
I know that they mean to kill me soon
Yet somehow my spirit remains resolved and calm

As they march me to the gallows, wrapped in chains
I grin knowingly as they force me to kneel
Each and every man in the audience, waits for this moment
They know that something is about to change!

An eldritch wind ripples through the air
And I can feel it wrapping around my beating heart
It makes me feel like breaking the conventions:
The ones that I've torn apart...

And as they make me bow before the guillotine
I can feel a sense of unrivaled exc

A Shattered IllusionA Shattered Illusion:

A day that was born of the brightest light
Has now shattered like crystals in the sinking dark
Where once the spirit was unfettered and free
Now it weeps painfully in a cage of thorns

Blood is drawn from its tender flesh
And drips slowly down to mark the skin
A tattoo of pain forever remembered
By a ghost that lives within

There is emptiness in this void
A cold and lonely song of existence
A solemn note born from the sheer magnitude of the silence
That it deafens both the heart and mind

In the quiet serenity of utter despair
What is born from the lack of a sense of hope?
A cold determination to steal the f

Arguing With A MirrorArguing With A Mirror:

Ah greetings mister Chen, to what do I owe this dubious pleasure?

Don't play around with me man, you know I'm outta material...

Oh? So it would seem that our mighty street thug has finally come crashing down
Have you come to apologise for putting me aside?
Perhaps you finally realised how important I am for creativity

Say whatever you want pal, but I need some juice and I need it now!

And what makes you think I'll help you this time?
If you recall correctly Chen, was it not you who pushed me out?
As far as I remember, you said you wanted to be "real"
You said that my "expertise" was not currently needed

What

Shot to HellShot to Hell:

You know, I should probably be angry about all this
I mean, I am dead after all...
Still, I suppose there could be worse things in life

Of course, it did hurt you know; when you shot me
Oh my god! I thought I've just been shot!
The bleeding wasn't the worst part of the ordeal though
Instead, the worst part of entire situation was the feeling of slowly dying
the feeling of losing the life inside your body...

Some might say that it feels like being buried in a blizzard
but for me, it was more like jumping head first into an icy sea
I couldn't move and I couldn't speak...
all I could do was to simply hang there limp and

DenialDenial:

He stands before the mountains
and sighs, knowing that they reach toward the heavens
He begins his climb
his hands soon bloodied, his fingers digging into the hardened stone

He continues to drag himself
against the crags that scrape against his peeling skin
Unwilling to end his climb prematurely
though the rocks continue to slice into his flesh

Blood is drawn with a single desperate gasp
as pain rings out throughout his frame
His feet tremble and his hands grow numb
but still he continues to climb ever higher...

The winds threaten to throw him from the face of the mountain
and they slowly begin to waste him away
His bod

The Never-ending MasqueThe Never-ending Masque:

A troupe of dancers, with colourful costumes
Ascends the stage with jaunty smiles
Whilst the eldest member, in a Jester's mask
Narrates the tale in style:

As they begin their dance, these lovely dancers
The skies turn cold and grey...
Arms reach down from the rumbling heavens
And they take our stage away!

Yet the harlequins laugh
And simply dance on the grass
For the show must go on
Until time has passed

Harken brothers, a wicked wind blows!
It stirs from the belly of the unkind beast
It rips our props away from us;
And hopes the dance will cease...

But the Harlequins laugh and continue the show
Th

Battle ScarsBattle Scars:

Sharp claws rake into my skin
as my blood bursts forth to splatter against the ground
The uneven breathing of my foe
tells me that he too is wounded and close to death

I can see his teeth, flecked with frothing saliva
foaming and spitting as he bellows his name
He charges into me, his frame crashing with mine
the impact has me reeling and I fall back against the stone

The ground feels cold
the icy chill seeping into my bones
the warmth of my blood escapes me
and I can feel myself beginning to fade

Up toward the sky I glance
praying that I might receive assistance
I pray that he who commands me, he who stands above
Will pity

HopeHope:

She waits for him
at the gates that stood when even the world crumbled
She sighs
knowing that her own name will soon be forgotten

Where once she carried the weight of the world
now her strength is but the tiniest whisper
A single spark, left to crackle amongst the shades
until all is lost in the endless folds of time

It's getting colder
though she still continues to stand by the gates
She is getting older
and thus her memories must fade...

Angels gather to watch her in these final moments
and they bow their heads as a sign of respect
For even now, as the life leaves her body
Still she continues to wait...

-Chen Yuan Wen

Black and YellowBlack and Yellow:

See the black hats, with the war paint
The guards are runnin' scared but you know the girls ain't
Soon as we hit the docks, look at all them sailors face
Drop the anchor once and make the ocean shake
Suede insides, with mah rudder roarin'
It's the big ship, you know what I paid for it (for it)
And I got an engine made of metal
Sails unfurl, I'm checkin' game, I'm ballin' out on every level...

Hear them haters talk, but there's nothing you can tell
We're the pirates of the seas and we always fell em
No love for them other crews, we breakin' hearts
Black Fedoras, push to start!

[Chorus:]
Yeah ah ha, you know what

Whispers of the MadWhispers of the Mad:

Your lips remain painted with the scars of torment
Carved so as to split with every word of speech
The glass that slices through your softened flesh
Bears the marking we know as 'Vinashuka'

And now he lies beneath the falling sand
Drowning in a world that is sinking away
Though his feet will seek the stability of ground
He finds himself caught by 'Vinashuka'

A disturbing word that rings hollow at best
For it carries the tone of a tainted solitude
A heart that has been corrupted by physical pain
Can only scream 'Vinashuka!'

How does a man know when he has gone insane?
To descend into a world where logic is na

Sudden CrueltySudden Cruelty:

He is a God, or so he believes
He judges others and puts them into stereotypes
Asian? No life! Hispanic? Brainless!

He thinks he has control over his world
A delusion which he has never been able to break
Me? I'm better than them, I'm smarter...

He sits alone in his room, ignoring the emptiness
He sits in front of his computer and passes judgement
Lol, you're wrong. You're stupid. Everything is stupid!

He laughs and smiles at his own cruelty;
He feels powerful and most certainly superior to all
But in the end, it's just a fantasy isn't it?

He curls up in his bed, thinking about tomorrow
Here, he's a king, but out

Shatter PointShatter Point:

Can you see
what all the world has-
Done to me
I've locked away my-
Sa-ni-ty
I wanna break
Huma-ni-ty
(Kiru oh!)

My shatter point, my shatter point
I'm up against the wall at my shatter point
A thousand faces keep calling to me into the night
Their whispers drive me further up and away from the light!

Waste Away
Just fall again and-
break today
I want you down and you'll-
Fade away
Just stop breathing and-
Die today!
(Kiru oh!)

The shatter point, the shatter point
You know that you are up and against the wall
The shatter point, my shatter point
Leave me breaking against my shatter point

A thousand faces

The Simple DelightsThe Simple Delights:

The world is a place of simple pleasures
of the simple delights that we fail to see
Like a rose whose thorns will prick unwary
we focus on the negatives that be

But if we chose to hold the rose
Gentle and with grace
Its thorns would simply press our skin
Not pain or poison laced

If we could learn the simple lessons
of looking at all the good things in life
Then food would be the only object
to meet the edge of my knife

I see so many different ways
to enjoy the life that I have today
I could go to the store and buy a snack
A treat for me I say

Perhaps I'll choose to walk the distance
or maybe I'll take th

She Waits For MeShe Waits For Me:

Her touch is mercilessly chilling
When she appears inside my room
I can hear her gibbering softly
As she mutters words of doom

The lady pushing the brink of delusion
I am cornered to the edge of my waning sanity!
I shatter mirrors and reflective surfaces
To preserve some sense of humanity

Yet they say my delirium is a mere illusion...
Ha! They judge the things that they cannot see
She comes to me in depths of the night
Because she knows I cannot flee

Do you know the feeling of waking up
With her grinning face before me?
Rotting teeth and swollen flesh;
It would be better not to see!

But tonight I shall end t

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Stains on the inside;
I'm tired of being wiped out.

Cleaned, like the stone weathered down in the rain,
You wore me down to my core; now let me bring on the pain!

Uh-huh, now let me turn it slow for you all
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Uh-huh, I'm never gonna die; I stand tall
Uh-huh, I'm breakin' through this fuckin' brick wall.

You know, that I will be the voice in your mind.
You know, that it will be the lyrical kind
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In the depths of the night.
We're struggling at bars
Shut away from the light!

I've seen the way we act
When we are fighting for our lives.
But we're killing all our brothers
On the point of our knives.

I've seen the violence
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I Am So DisturbedI Am So Disturbed:

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In darkness cloaked.
Raped by a voice,
Of death it spoke.

The ceiling revolves with words of sorrow,
Draped on the walls, they are creatures hollow.
Screaming and crying, the death we seek,
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Can You Accept Me?

by *WordOfChen, Jul 15, 2012, 7:47:10 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Traditional Fixed Forms

Can You Accept Me?:

I'll admit I've done my share of things
Of which I know I can never be proud
And I've tried my best to be a better man;
But I guess I can't right now

The mistakes I've made are pretty clear to me
It's not like I can just wipe a 'tat'
The symbols that go all around my body;
And the numbers on my back...

They're all reminders of who I used to be
What I used to do and how I used to live
But that man just isn't me anymore;
And I need a chance that only you can give

I guess what I really want to say is that:
I'm trying my hardest to change for better
And I need to know that you can forgive me
And so I'm sending you this letter

If it gets to you, then let me know
Reply to me and tell me clear
Can we still be a family?
Can I hope to have you near?

We've been through hell and I know I've done wrong
I never should have stayed just an angry kid
And now that we have one of our own;
I think I know that I need to quit

So please just give me a second chance
Just one more shot to be a real dad
I hope you can give me another try
And let me wash away my bad...

-Chen Yuan Wen, 15th July 2012

Can You Accept Me?by *WordOfChen

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Traditional Fixed Forms

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Author's Comment:

Third Release for Random Week, Final Release tomorrow.

I believe that I really struggled with the idea of romance before, because I always thought of it in a very linear way. Boy x Girl

But if you take one step to go beyond that and think about what romance is at its core. It's really just about that feeling of love and joy in being with another person. They may not be perfect, but you do love them very much.

Hence, I wanted to put a little bit of a street spin on it. I didn't want it to be a perfect disney land prince loves princess kind of thing. Nah, I wanted it to feel real. To me, the streets were always real and so I decided to bring out this piece instead. While its common to see poems about 'This is how much I love him/her'. That's boring and paper cut, there are thousands like that out there. I wanted to do something a little different.

Now, me personally I should probably say that I've never been involved with gangs or anything like that, but I do have friends who were and I remember how we lost contact and all the stuff that they went through so I tried to put some of that in tonight's piece.

As far as romance goes, it's a start and I'm glad to finally be making headway on becoming a master Word Bender.

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates

Other Poems by Me:
Whispers of the Mad - [link]
A Parody of Romance - [link]
In Service to Morgana - [link]
She Waits For Me - [link]

Other Prose by Me:
Sanguine Chapter 1 - Release 4 - [link]
Pirate: The Legend of Chenbeard, Chapter 1 - Release 1 - [link]
Mercenary Chapter 1 - Release 1 - [link]

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~lolnyny Nov 11, 2012

wonderful! sad...

~dragonofyang Jul 25, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Lovely.

I love the spin you put on it. It's interesting to read something that isn't just the typical roses and chocolate stuff.

~noorelven Jul 21, 2012

Intense, moving, touching, deep and very sincere!

a definite fave ..!!!!

~TwiUnderSeeker Jul 21, 2012

This is Great. Amazing Job.

~sen22 Jul 20, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

Sad, but very good.

~Mossstar10 Jul 17, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

It's amazing, as usual, but so... sad D:

~SamiKitty14 Jul 16, 2012

kind of sad sounding, though still an amazing piece. Great work ^.^

~George551 Jul 16, 2012

Heyo, I have featured this in an art feature thing I was advised to do...also there's a video of pikachu on acid which in itself is a good reason to click the link [link]

~crysanthemum963 Jul 16, 2012

This does seem very real, great job

*WordOfChen Jul 16, 2012 Professional Writer

Thank you very much for enjoying it. Just wanted to bring out the real ^^

-Chen

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