Weeping war torn eyes of sorrow. (A new poem)
Current mood: nervous
Category: Writing and Poetry

Hello there one and all, this is the first poem ive wrote for some time
i hope you enjoy, as i have enjoyed writing it.
As the longer i left it, the more i thought i couldent do it, sounds daft i know.
But doubt is a flaw of mine, so just to get something down is pleasing,
well all the best to you and godbless...


Weeping war torn eyes of sorrow.

Raking over the ruins
of this car crash... called... "My Life"
Seeking out destruction
upon this pathway of creation

"Its getting hard to breathe"...

Weeping war torn eyes of sorrow...
Underneath this pale moon light
people make up there own conclusions

Of love, of war, of lies...

As it stands, my hearts
a vagrant playground
abandoned, thereby forsaken

The angels hear my solom cries...

Or maybe...

I am mistaken.

Sensing liberation
Seeking out, a destination...
of the sense's
of the mind


False misconceptions...
Of a truth once told
surrender unto this madness

For all to behold

The tears... leave tracks...
Tracks that you could see from space

The stars...
Don t shine...
as in Gods eyes

My love is blind.

Or maybe...

As in the past...

I am just...

Mistaken...


Robert Maitland

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Darkened eyes of angels souls
Current mood: happy
Category: Writing and Poetry

Hello there, i wont be on much as i havent got access to a pc no more.
I wrote this a while ago, but never posted it.
Its funny as now i dont have a pc ive started writting again...ah well
Things are going well and i thought it was the right time now, as ive not been sure about it in the past.
Well i hope you dig where iam comming from, and enjoy, all the best to you and thanks for reading...peace:)


Whatever thou
Shall fate decide,
untowards the heavens sigh.
Darkened eyes of angels souls
The shadows cease to whisper
Cast upon this mortal realm
Dammed if you do
Dammed if you don't...

Negativity now inflamed
Reluctant to accelerate...
Sorrow weeps and sways and groans
As the cracks appear, in a fragile life...
Constraining situations reign,
Relating the complexities
nightmare upon your self.

Making laughs, as our heart bleeds
coinciding without necessity
No beat, no light, no love.
An empty barren shell
Riddled with division.
The magnitude of the quest...
For what its worth
What if ?
What not?
Cascading tears roll by
Dammed if we do
Dammed if we don't...
Realize this though my brothers
The passion i need, is within me know.

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Crossroads New poem (Rewrote)
Current mood: starting to feel a hell of a lot better
Category: starting to feel a hell of a lot better Writing and Poetry

Hello there one and all, ive been in a hole the past while
with only myself to blame.
I have not wrote anything in age's as i, well truth be told could not be arsed and even when i could it was all dark the same as ive been,
highly strung, well this is my first piece that ive truly wrote about how I feel and not from a 3rd persons point of view so have a look and i hope you enjoy.
well the truth about my not so happy feelings...



Sitting here alone
as the silence gently grows,
as from the heavens it whispers
my heart it sways and moans

Torn from love or so it seems,
bound to my egoistic ways
harboring self doubt
as it manifests through my soul

Stranded at this crossroad,
scared to even look.
My eyes transfix upon my feet
those laden blocks of stone.

Relentless persecutions
underhanded lies, all thought up and thrown
together by my miss educated mind.

Boardering on the insane
forsaken bound with guilt,
cast a forlorn figure

This past of mine has took its toll
a true reflection of my depression.
upon this pathway of destruction.
Discovering, various new forms of pain


Happyness was within my grasp,
foolishly i rejected.

I had the chance, to make my past,
a poor reflection of my future.

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some kick ass qoutes
Current mood: cheerful
Category: Religion and Philosophy

Hello ive not been on the computer much since its been reconnected,
ive only been on bits and bobs.
So i thought id post some qoutes, so if you have a few spare minutes
have a read as i think they are great. I hope you enjoy them, let me know what you think of them just to see if its the same as what i take from them. All the best and...peace to all


Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you.
Jim Morrison

The intuitive mind is a sacred gift.
And the rational mind a faithfull servant,
we have created a society that honors the servant.
And has forgotten the gift.

Albert Einstein

An individual who breaks a law that conscience tells him is unjust, and who willingly accepts the penalty of imprisonment in order to arouse the conscience of the community over its injustice, is in reality expressing the highest respect for the law.

Martin Luther King jr.

Never discourage anyone...who continually
makes progress, no matter how slow.

Plato

I'm interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos, especially activity that appears to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom.

Jim Morrison

If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel.
Jim Morrison

I may disagree with what you have to say,
but i shall defend, to the death,
your right to to say it. Voltaire

"I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky; then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man?"

Chuang tzu

The world of reality has its limits;
the world of imagination is boundless.

Rousseau

Surrealism had a great effect on me because then I realised that the imagery in my mind wasn't insanity. Surrealism to me is reality.

John Lennon

My role in society, or any artist's or poet's role, is to try and express what we all feel. Not to tell people how to feel. Not as a preacher, not as a leader, but as a reflection of us all.
John Lennon

I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?
John Lennon


The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask.

Jim Morrison

The most loving parents and relatives commit murder with smiles on their faces. They force us to destroy the person we really are: a subtle kind of murder.

Jim Morrison

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Elysium (a new poem)
Current mood: cheerful
Category: Writing and Poetry

Solitary existence so alone, so cold
heartless reflections ascending to darkness
this alluring illusion, of this materialistic realm
looking for sanctuary, out with my mind
placidity of the soul i seek
thinking i know the answers,
though its the questions i must find
concealment of a higher truth
bound to their egotistic ways...

As when upon me the people frowned,
persecutions of my beliefs
those shadowed faces who believe in war,
trapped inside there world of violence...
surrounded by the hate
surrounded by pain
surrounded by the feeling of
an insatiable desire to learn
kept alive throughout our dreams
the genesis of our quest...
a vision of love of light, of the universal truth.
Calling us home each night,.. and that my friend which is calling us plays the most melodic song.
That is the reason my brothers, why... we haven't grown cold,
the reason why... i know,... god wants us home, back unto the start, into our Elysium
where all our souls belong...

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why ? (repost)
Current mood: blah
Category: Writing and Poetry

Why should all these children die?
Why do all mp,s lie?
Why is there so much poverty and debt?
So why then, is trade kept unfair?

Why then my friend has the world went to sleep?
As were all obsessed by material gain
No time to think, as other's die
Why my friend, has it turned so sour?
Creditcard's bank loan's,a brand new sport car
As we gamble away, our immortal soul

Why invent bomb's, that can destroy the world?
Why not put food in a starving child's mouth?
Would it happen to your own flesh and blood,
Have you even thought ?
The chance's are, proberly NOT.

Make poverty history!

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Happy ever after
Current mood: calm
Category: Writing and Poetry

Unreasonable alliances
come alive bring forth,
unto this internal disease
imprisoned in our earthly quest
the seeds of unconscious change.
Implanted at the moment of birth, in this materialistic dream
searching for a warning sign
a happy ever after,
the angles fall oh boy they fall,
falling by the dozen.

Silence of life surrounded by hate
cast in the shackles of this earthly disease
implement a need for change a change for the better of mankind
to change our ways here on after
showing love and compassion, instead of fear and pain
to cast of this material dimension.
Embrace the new age revolution, revelations
of a brand new dawn of hope of love of peace, to walk in pastures of gold
realizing our spiritual potential, our fore told future
lets bring it home, cast of these shackles of modern religion
and show to our brothers, love and peace,
and lets rejoice in our new found happy ever after.

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Bhagavad Gita a hindu scripture
Current mood: calm
Category: Religion and Philosophy

From the highest planet in the material world down to the lowest.
Are all places of misery wherin repeated birth and death take place.
But one who attains to my abode never takes birth again.
8:16

Krishna states: What is night for all living things,
is the time of awakening for the self controlled
and the time of awakening for all beings
is the night for the introspective sage.
2:69

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mundane slumber,...a new poem
Current mood: happy
Category: Writing and Poetry

Transcend and propel others through your own
harrowing tale of love, of loss, of life.
Never did i hear their plight, never did i listen
my linear views they frightened you, they frightened me
if only I'd just knew.
Scared and torn from love, or so it seems
now awoken to this mundane slumber
realizing it's just a dream, to many a year I've walked this path
never knowing where I'd been, no one hears, my crys for help as now am all alone.
Infinite dimensions of where love, could, should, and would have been
if only my eye's were open as my vision was bound a tight
living my life as if i was already dead,
never asking the question why or even who i'am.
My life till now a pointless quest, denying myself of god
but just by realizing this mistake the shadows that reside within my soul,
was only ever a dream.

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False dawn of hope (old poem)
Current mood: bored
Category: Writing and Poetry

Solitude balanced on innate emotion's
as were checking the gutter's for something we've lost
with wind swept demeaning,weight on our back's
unconsciously detouring of track,
mundane existance,as the pathway still glisten's,
with sparkles untold, as we drag ourself's upward's
and onward's it seem's, whilst never attaining
our grasp for the star's.

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