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The lost graveyard of the souls forgotten long ago. poems by Pansy Wayero (changed name)

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Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 13th, 2008 at 03:49pm
My absolute favourite poem out of all the poems i've wrote

Cigarettes and Alcohol

Cigarettes and alcohol,
and pictures of you.
Lighters and money,
and coursework too.

I'm trying to forget,
but what can I do?
When cigarettes and alcohol,
remind me of you.

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THE STORY BEHIND THE POEM

I wrote this poem in a drug awareness class in college ages ago. The first line 'cigarettes and alcohol' was created at the same time that the drug awareness teacher was telling us all about the effects of cigarettes and alcohol on our bodies and the second line 'and pictures of you' got created because I looked at my mate Danny at the exact time I thought of this line.

I will say that the whole sort of story behind this poem is that a girl has lost her friend coz he died and the girl tries to get drunk to forget about it but alcohol and cigarettes remind her of the good times she spent with her friend.

At the time I wrote this I thought my mate Danny and me were growing apart and I was wondering if we would still keep in touch after the course we was on together ended. We have kept in touch and I'm really glad. Keep hold of friends! They're the best treasure you could ever have.
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 13th, 2008 at 03:56pm
My little short but kickass poem ( which i love)

Thats not fair

I took my time,
To make things right.
But you just didn’t care.

You stole my heart,
Ripped it apart.
And I don’t think that’s fair.

I'm not going to write a longer version of this because I like it the way it is, short, sweet and very kickass. I think the poem sounds good when its shorter. anyone agree?
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 13th, 2008 at 04:02pm
'O' Piteous hate

'O' piteous hate,
'O' hateful pity.
Watch as chaos ruins the city.

Watch as I,
with gun held high,
Shoot my lover between the eyes,
and smile as he dies.

Smiley
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 13th, 2008 at 04:25pm
TRAPPED

Totally
Ripped
Apart
Pushed and
Pulled by
Everyone
Destroying my life.

I did write a longer version of this poem which was really good but I lost it *pouts. I'll try 2 write it from memory.
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 13th, 2008 at 04:25pm
nearly posted them all now. wen im finished posting them all up its back to the notepad 2 write more! watch this space
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 13th, 2008 at 05:32pm
The day you died I died inside

Stare at the ceiling,
stare at the floor.
Blocked out what I’m feeling,
don’t want to live anymore.

This loss, the pain I have felt,
what a cruel hand of cards I was dealt.
Was it too much for me to need?
Im a victim now of my own greed.

Today I held in my arms the picture of beauty,
A little boy created by me.
But complications with his birth meant,
My baby, to heaven was to be sent.

A little life was stolen away,
taken to heaven today.
The day he was born was the day he died,
and I died too somewhere deep inside.

The nurse so full of smiles and joy,
tries so hard to help me forget that I lost my little boy.
Telling me to live again,
but all I can feel is pain.

The doctor tells me it's ok to greive,
but I wish he would just leave.
I cant feel anything coz it hurts too bad,
although i'm not crying it don’t mean i'm not sad.

All I want now is to be,
drunk and wallowing in misery.
But i'm in a hospital bed,
I can't get drunk the nurse said.

The doctor thinking he knows best,
tells me to get all my emotions off my chest.
But I don’t want to feel anything anymore,
so yet again I stare at the window and the door.

I lost track of space and time,
wanting only what is mine.
I’d give my life to bring him back,
but that’s not gonna happen so I fade to black.

I ask the nurse to let me go for a walk,
Saying I need to think things through before I can talk,
to anyone about my feelings or pain.
She lets me go never realising she wont see me again.

I walk along the corridor and up the stairs,
tripping over my feet but I don’t care.
Then I reach my destination,
And dance around in jubilation.

Coz i'm on the roof and even in my messed up state,
All I can feel is grief and hate.
So I walk to the edge and look to the sky,
Then I jump knowing i'm going to die.

And not really caring.

i just thought i'd write this. what do you all think?
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 15th, 2008 at 11:28am
Today She Doesn't Exist.

Today I will put on a mask,
and hope that this happy lie will last.
Today I will smile and know that I'm a fake,
and I'll try to enjoy today by pretending my heart won't break.

Today I am 7 so I want to have fun.
But my dreams seem to have died before they’ve begun.
Coz my little sister is getting all the glory,
this party is for supposed to be for me!

You spoil her yet neglect me.
This is supposed to be my party.
Please tell her to go away,
she is really spoiling my day.

Today I want to feel like a queen,and be treated like royalty.
Today I want everything to be all about me.
I want your attention please listen when I call.
Coz if you don’t I'm sure to fall.

Damn this is too hard to say,
Please just ignore my sister today.
I’ll set you a challenge, it will be a hard one I bet.
Today give me the love I don’t ever get.
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 15th, 2008 at 11:30am
I forgot to add a few poems onto the main contents page so I'm still goin to post them but they won't be on the contents page at all
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 15th, 2008 at 11:41am
Happy New Year

Another year has ended,
another year has begun.
So many battles ended,
so many battles won.

Welcome to the future,
where the world starts afresh.
And as you and I party,
our love of the world will be put to the test.

Ring a bell at midnight,
like the bells at a funeral parade.
We all know the parties gonna end in a fight,
because of the mistakes you made.

And as we all wait,
for 2008
We start to wonder why,
so many of our mistakes cost people their lives.

So when midnight comes,
and you cant stand on your feet.
Don't hit the club bouncer,
if he throws you on the street.

And be careful with how much you drink,
or you'll be throwing up in the sink.
Just enjoy the passing of a year,
and remember there's nothing to fear.

Just remember if your driving don't have too many beers.

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hey all. I don't know why I wrote this. I was half drunk at the time I'm guessing. This poem was written on new years eve 2007 at exactly 2 hours and 6 minutes till midnight. I dedicate this poem to Lee my 2nd cousin in law who helped me with writing this poem and I want to say I hope you all had a good new years eve. In the poem I advised against drinking too much alcohol but I didn't actually follow my own advice and ended up being sick by the computer oops
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 15th, 2008 at 11:58am
Lets start a war

Give me a knife.
Give me a gun
Lets start a war,
won't that be fun?

We can watch as the soldiers die,
because of a little white lie.
One that we shouldn't have said,
one that has left so many soldiers dead.

the soldiers are fighting a war with a high death count,
a war they shouldn't really care about.
A war they don't need to be fighting in,
in the battle ground the stench of death is overpowering.

I wanted to write a poem after watching on the news last year that more soldiers in Iraq had died but I didn't have a lot of time so I wrote this poem really quickly. As a result I like this poem but its definitely not 1 of my favourite poems.
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 15th, 2008 at 12:17pm
I'll ruin xmas

Theres presents under the tree,
children playing outside happily
Mothers in the kitchen baking,
I should be happy but my heart is breaking.

My boyfriend broke my heart,
And now we’re apart .
So now theres no mistletoe kisses just for me,
no one to hold on new years eve.

People say I should be fine,
my heart was supposed to heal over time.
Its not like I aint been single for a year.
I did have boyfriends but I wouldn’t let them too near.

So now I’ll take up my axe,
and smash up the tree.
Ruin my families Christmas,
Mom can’t stop me.

You see she won't like me being happy,
On Christmas day you see.
She will kiss and cuddle my dad.
And say if you had a boyfriend this is what you could have had.

I am the outcast,
the one she deosn’t need.
So from Christmases past,
I know this Christmas will be full of greed.

Please don’t think I'm being mean
By ruining the presents under the christmas tree
But when I think of all the things my moms done to me,
I don’t think this Christmas she should be happy.

I wrote this on Boxing day 2007 because I had a rubbish christmas. This poem is about a girl who ruins her families christmas because she feels really bad about breaking up with her boyfriend and she hates her mom for taunting her about it. Thats all i c an say really except that i don't really like this poem.
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 15th, 2008 at 01:39pm
I hate you

Sing this poem to the tune of barneys 'I love you' if you know it. It makes you enjoy the poem more.

I hate you,
You hate me.
We're a f**ked up family.

With a great big smack,
and a kick from me to you.
Won't you admit you hate me too?

I was mad at my mom one day after a big row in which she wouldnt admit that she made a mistake. So I walked out of the house and started randomly singin barneys iIlove you but the words didnt seem to fit how i was feelin so i changed them to this little parody.
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 15th, 2008 at 02:02pm
New poems!

contents page
Poem 1: I'm just a girl, not a hero.
poem 2: leave me alone, i am not an angel yet.
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 15th, 2008 at 02:37pm
this is one of my more recent poems.

I'm just a girl not a hero

I hear the laughter and the rounds of applause.
Why did no one tell me there was no get out clause?
Everyones cheering because i've saved the day.
I smile graciously but I really want to say.

I'm not a hero even though I rescued you.
Helping people is just something I tend to do.
Although I'm superhuman, I am allowed 2 make a mistake.
im just so normal that sometimes I feel like a fake.

Dont look to me when you need to be strong,
or when your life starts 2 go wrong.
Rememeber this, its something I want you to know.
I'm just a girl, you're the real hero.



Inspiration behind this poem: the movie Hancock and the line 'I'm just a man not a hero' in Welcome to the Black Parade. I really like this poem, I like how I managed to twist the title at the end.
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 16th, 2008 at 10:08am
leave me alone i am not an angel yet. not finished

My blood is pouring down my face
with my nose fucked up i look like a disgrace.
my words are slurring, i can barely stand
im not an angel why wont you understand?

little white bag so pure and true
i stole from my friends just to get you.
i tore apart their hopes, and shattered their dreams
this rock and roll life is not wat it seems.

get away from me old friend
coz its gettin harder 2 pretend
that i'm destroyin my body with these pills
and that im healthy when really i'm ill

dearest friend I've lost so much just trying to run away
popping pills and getting wasted just to get thruogh the day
i' m not the little girl you used 2 chase around the street
i'm the worst kind of monster u could ever meet.

leave me alone,
'I wanna be pushed aside so let me go'
I''ve ruined your life i can tell ny your face
that in your eyes i'm a doped up drunken waste of space.

inspiration- the debut novel by katie price (which i've just finished reading) and quotes from 2 of my favourite songs. the title is a qoute from not an angel by city sleeps and the line ' I wanna be pushed aside so let me go' is a quote from lying from you by linkin park
MyChemicalBlack
Salute You in Your Grave
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August 24th, 2008 at 01:02am
*rubs hand together* How could I have missed this!?
Man, I need to get on more. xD

*ahem*

In all truth, I enjoy reading your work.
It has a strong feeling and the emotion is dead on.
C'est manifique, mon amie. Smiley
Nice work. ^_^
Pansy Wayero
Jazz Hands
Pansy Wayero
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 372
August 28th, 2008 at 05:35pm
Poisonous Ink

Her arms are covered in ink,
doodles of barbaric things sprouting forth like venus fly traps ready to pounce.
and words are branded on her arms like red scars.
Ink stains that scream hateful things

Not a single shred of skin is left untarnished
the ink is a cover up of her identity.
hiding her flesh with poisonous writing
the thoughts inside finally of show.

she covers her arms with long sleeve tops
to hide the hateful ink from the world
trying to keep some dignity of her own
yet still drawing childish hateful things on her arms

her face is blank, her eyes are emotionless
as she scrawls poetry and images on her arms till she draws blood.
she is just an emotionless zombie, an empty shell.
no longer existing in this world or belongin in it.

and thats how she'll always stay, forever here in body alone but never in mind or spirit. and always the unanswered question 'why do you do this to yourself?' floats around like an unrestful spirit.


random style of poem today. its a change from how i normally write poems. and i like it. inspiration: did u ever draw on urself in class at skool wen u got bored? i no i did and this poem is just talkin bout the stuff i used to draw on myself. like i said randomosity philosiphy. let me no wat u fink.
Day Of The Dead
Salute You in Your Grave
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August 28th, 2008 at 06:16pm
Dude, I really do love your poems! They are full of emotion and just incredible....you so awesome!!!!!

Bibi xoxox
MyChemicalBlack
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August 31st, 2008 at 05:29pm
I like the image of arm art coming to life. Shifty
But in all seriousness, it was an awesome poem--gotta love the emotion. ^_^
Tre bien, mon amie. Smiley
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Thinking Happy Thoughts
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September 1st, 2008 at 03:12am
woah

they are all so good
you seriously havea talent
and im glad you ahd the courage to put these up here because they are truley amazing.

id love to read more of you r workSmile