The Silence of the Night

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In the Silence of the night… I see that storms don’t last forever ~
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The Silence of the night
Has me feeling free
Thinking of yesterday
And all the chaos you created
I wondered each & everyday
What parts I played in it all
Yet, once I removed you
The silence came…
The peace
The quiet
The stillness of happiness
The darkness was washed away
With the rain…
Suddenly you were gone
And all my suffering went with you
In the silence of the night
I saw my life
Alone
And it is beautiful
Anyone looking in…
Can see plain as day
The chaos was always you
And I get to walk away with my head held high
As I
Was just your excuse
So what is it now…
Because now we are apart
And my sky is full of light
And the darkness left with you
In the silence of the night
Im smiling in the quiet
Spaces I call home
And storms don’t last forever
I am happy alone

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Walking Away

This is a Poetic Duet that tugs at the heart.

 Written by the talented Neeraj of Pieces, and myself of Tryst.

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Walking Away

 Packed my bags I’m headed to the front door

with broken dreams and a broken heart
Once I’m gone I’m not coming back
Congratulations, we are getting apart
Isn’t this what you wanted from me were looking for?
An ending to our story, broken as we bleed
Turning to catch you, watching me go
Yet the room window was empty, like us, I know
Shrugged my shoulders. Why? I’m not sure
Took everything to this (broken) heart
Disconnected links, it’s not gonna restart
Congratulations, we are getting apart
It was once the love we had together
Welcoming & warm, like we were forever
Turning the page, you are cold & empty
What we had, I can’t even remember
Not that I wanna recall,
peel off the wounds before they could heal
“reality bites” makes sense now
‘cause throughout this nonsense we were real
Turning back to my cellophane life
Ending with you, ending this fight
Maybe tomorrow we will see the light
Walking away, without you in sight.
Written by Neeraj & Jen on Tryst
Visit Neeraj at his space called ‘Pieces’ to view this publication in his own personal style, by following the link.
Look into Neeraj deeper by reading more of his posts & pieces.

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Dark Intimidation

Hoping for a little feedback on this piece… I am submitting it for a poetry publication and I had to choose one piece from my collection of poetry and needless to say, I had a hard time. I went with this one for some reasons of my own, but to those who have read my words, I am curious to know… your opinion on this particular piece… Is it too short, too simple, too depressing,  too dark, too vague.. or it is deep, strong, sensitive, sad.. Any and all feedback is greatly appreciated. ~ Jen

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Dark Intimidation

 

Sensitive, fear
Suffocating me
Covers every inch
Harboring me
Scream into its silence, but
No one hears a word
Darkness so thick
It muffles my tiny sound
Making my way
As if I’m in a maze
The puzzle is its chaos
Playing tricks on my mind
Luring me further & further
Down deep, to it’s very core
Obsessed by the challenge…

I find myself again
Without steel, iron or blade, only
Armed with my soul
Intimidated shamefully
Yet I push on through
To find a glimmer of light

In the thickness of you

 

~ J. Lefever ~

March 2012

 

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The Victim & The Villain

I am going through my poetry and putting together my third manuscript. So, I am compiling all my pieces, reading through them, picking and choosing, and I came across this one. This is a piece that remains one of my favorites… most dear to the painful part of my soul… yesterdays news, but still ever so present in the choices I make… I wanted to share it again… just for fun…
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This is… my most beloved piece. This piece is meant to be read slowly, to get the emotion in each word I chose to tell this story. This is a short story, about me. It is written poetically. I am happy to share it, and hope it is enjoyed and understood by those who read it. This is also the title of a book that I am currently writing… one of my writing projects that is very dear to my heart. This is the story of the Victim and the Villain. ~ J
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The Victim & The Villain
I can tell you of days
When I was completely frozen
I can tell you of weeks that went by
And I didn’t even notice
I can tell you of mornings
I would wake up mad
Mad ’cause I was still breathing, still alive
…isn’t that sad?
I can tell you of a lady
Who was once alive in me
She was vibrant, and she smiled
She was what other’s wanted to be
But somehow, in her life, she became
Tragically sad
Things began to happen
Now, She’s a Victim to all things bad
A run of bad luck, for a decade, or so
But she was also the Villain of her story, you know
As much as she tried
To push the darkness away
The Villain within
Would not let her stray
The Villain was strong but
It needed it’s Victim down
And with all of the chaos
The Victim was stuck in her town
Further and further
Did her pure image go
But deep down inside
Her spirit would know
In a time and a place
She could rise up again
And put to rest
Her corruption, her sin
I can tell you of days
When I thought this impossible
I can tell you today
I have become remarkable
Only because
I can see inside
That I was the Victim.. and the Villain
In my very own mind
Playing the taunter
And being taunted by…
The miraculous strength of
Me, Myself, and I…
I can’t tell you who wins
The story of me
The Victim, the Villain, or the saviour to be…
But I am each one
Each integral part
That make up the Victim… and the Villain
Inside of my heart.
~~ J. Lefever ~~
(04/15/012)
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ღ Heart Drops ღ

 
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Heart Drops
 
 
 Suck in a breath
I choke for air
My heart drops to the floor
 
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There is rain all around
Thunder deafens my ears
I’m down on the floor
I’ve been down for years
 
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I can’t feel my fingers
Legs don’t seem to work
Pointless to call for help
Take this pain, it hurts
 
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Don’t know where to run
I’ve been running for so long
I Can’t see the sun
Nothing feels like love
 
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Wind hits my face
Bitter cold dose of reality
Bad always comes in numbers
I pretend I’m somewhere else
 
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Fighting for the kindness
Losing the battle everyday
Family is a four letter word
I’ve got no reason to stay
 
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You finally win
My tears fall from my eyes
Broken heart drops to the floor
Never to beat, anymore
 
~J. Lefever~
(05/09/13)
 
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Dead and Gone… Never Apart

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Dead and Gone… Never Apart
I whisper quietly
Just for me to hear
I talk to you
Blow kisses
In certain places
Never knowing
If they make it to you
Up in the sky
Of clouds and blue
Where are you
Where have you gone
It so surreal
I even sing this song
I never thought
You would be taken
From me
I never thought
This is how I bleed
Your energy moved on
Dead here, somewhere gone
I want to be there too
When can I come
Be with you
Can you hear me cry
Everyday for you
Can you hear the words
I am telling you
Why did you leave me
Here, alone, with them
Their darkness
It burns
And I have no one who understands
What does it mean
When someone dies
Why do they leave
Us here just to cry
Where is my brother
Is he dead and gone
Can I go see him
Hear my song
What ever these words
They are meaningless in my heart
He is never gone from my soul
We are never apart
~ J. Lefever ~
(05/06/13)
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When I’m Alone

 
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When I’m Alone
 
When everyone has gone
I’m in the presence of just me
My spirit and I play games
We argue with what we see
 
There is no outside noise
No chatter from other voices
But my mind is loud as always
Battling all my life’s choices
 
I go back and forth
From good to bad to everything
In the space in between
Living inside of nightmarish dreams
 
My angels are strong
Standing up to my devils everyday
Good fighting evil
Consuming my soul in every way
 
When I am alone
I’m not really alone at all
I’m stuck with my mind
Inside self prison made walls
 
Daily I think
In memory of my innocence
My own reflection reminding
Of my spirits remembrance
 
The years have slowly taken
The person I was born to be
When I am alone
I am haunted by me
 
~ J. Lefever ~
(04/29/13)
 
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