Anita Magdalena

Anita Magdalena

Friday, 30 December 2011

Just Word's


Picture by Anne Stokes

Poem By Anita Magdalena.....

Just Words
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Words drip on your page
Then you press send
As they flow on a wire
My inbox their end
I read and I question
I read and I doubt
Should I believe 
The love that you spout
Or is it just bull shit
Pesudo enriched
Will I end up forsaken
Because me you ditched
Do I take the chance
Let you on in
A genuine guy?
Or only after one thing
I shook off the doubt
Trusted in you
Swept away on the words
That you loved to spew
Gave you my heart
Showed you my soul
My whispers that laved 
Made you feel whole
You soaked it all up
Released so much
With only my breath
Not my physical touch
I made you ache
In a beautiful way
Made you yearn
With the things I say
Then everything stopped
With no reason or end
No words dripped on your page
You did not send
And so it was
The love you did spout
Written to be questioned
Loaded with doubt
You worthless nothing
Gutless and weak
Encompassed in misery
You chose not to speak

30/12/2011

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Wednesday, 6 July 2011

In The Dead Of Night



Picture by Anne Stokes


Poem Written by Anita Magdalena....


This poem came from dreams, I wrote it down when I woke the next morning.


In The Dead Of Night

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A path eteched in pain
Dished out thrown back
Laid down with care
Painted in black
Ruthless judging
wrong with no right
Cast up with hands
to the dead of night
Pealing and cracking
Ahh let's blow it away
A kiss to the wind
Now do as I say!
Stumbling backwards
Losing it's grasp
Slipping and looking
For an edge to clasp
Blow it again
With fire and death
Suck in the last
Of it's lingering breath
A path etched in pain
Dished out now thrown back
Blown into pieces
Stripped of the black
Cast up my hands
To the dead of night
A kiss to the wind
For making it right.

05.07.2011.

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Tuesday, 24 May 2011

The Pull Of Sorrow (2)


Picture by Anne Stokes





Poem written by Anita Magdalena...

The Pull Of Sorrow (2)
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Consumed in drifting time
I float along the lines of tomorrow
Catching endless thoughts
Refusing the pull of sorrow
Sweep me into spiraling winds
Then take my breath away
On the high of a fantasy
Here you led me here I stay
Lost in waiting moments
Left alone in silent unknowing
Refusing the pull of sorrow
In this emptiness that is flowing
Catch me then steal me away
Ride through the dream we made
Again into spiraling winds
Ghosts of the path we laid
Hope has lost it's way
Sinking through this dark abyss
Trying to hold on
In desperation of all I miss
Pain is with me now
Burning through my soul
Lost in so much time
Unknowing digs it's hole
Swept into spiraling winds
In limbo left alone
Reaching out to no avail
In this darkness that I roam
Whisperings in my mind
Want the answers I require
To lift this ghostly veil
Feed my starved desire
I feel your beating heart
It's burning through my soul
Your breath I cannot find
So much this life has stole
Release me from this place
Understanding shapes the key
Answer into spiraling winds
Speak then set me free.

24/05/2011

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Tuesday, 29 March 2011

When Darkness Comes

Picture by Anne Stokes

Poem Written By Anita Magdalena....

When Darkness Comes

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An ever grated edge breaks apart in the end
When darkness comes and nothing will mend
As fear travels through the rumbling cloud
The strike of blue light the collision so loud

The fool and the thoughtless
The callous and the weak
With half opened eyes quite often will speak
Unaware when the darkness comes
The strike of blue light as their body numbs

When there is no reason there is always a way
To cast down the shadows on the mindless at play
A touch of the darkness turns everything black
Once it has settled there is no taking back

An ever grated edge breaks apart in the end
When darkness comes and nothing will mend
As fear travels through the rumbling cloud
The strike of blue light the collision so loud

16/05/2008

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Final Curtain

Picture by Anne Stokes


Poem Written By Anita Magdalena....

Final Curtain
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As your final curtain falls
Destiny no more it calls
You lost the battle in your head
You lose you lose the nothing said
 
Enveloped in me's and takes
A selfish greed hard done by fakes
Your precarious stance is a laughable trait
A fool in a world of the desolate
 
Oh how little thee and thy
Do see through the narrow blinkered eye
A crown of carnivals on your head
For the amusement of the likes is led
 
Fools that rush with disregard
Unfettered minds will not be charred
Hold your shovel dig at will
Then swallow down this bitter pill
 
I can walk on any ground
With a clear mind and a heart unbound
I can look you in the eye
I dare you to even let me try
 
  Enveloped in me's and takes
A selfish greed hard done by fakes


16/02/2008

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Monday, 28 March 2011

Devil On My Tail

Picture by Anne Stokes
Poem Written By Anita Magdalena...

Devil On My Tail
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Music pumping through my head
Visions clear not ever dead
Throttle fast watch me sail
No time the Devil is on my tail

Heart is racing an adrenalin burst
Ever faster satisfy my thirst
Feed my hunger let all go
Race the wind no fear I show

Breathless gasping I need to feel
The power of this cold hard steel
Ride the wind and let me sail
The Devil is closer he is on my tail

One full turn power roar
Out of sight forever more
He will never catch me I never fail
To outrun that Devil on my tail

19/03/2010

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Sunday, 20 March 2011

Torment


Poem By Anita Magdalena...
First Stanza written 16/02/2011
The rest written 19/03/2011

Torment
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And there lays a torment waiting
Dormant yet creating
O to wash it from it's slumber
Before it lives and takes me asunder.


Winding and binding suffocating
consuming me with no abating
Wrapt within my weary head
My heart throbbed as it slowly bled


Bereft of hope I shut all out
Letting go of what I  doubt
closing doors as I'm unsure
Of what I'm feeling anymore


I quaff the night then find my rest
A heavy sigh escapes my chest
O my dreams release me now
Encompass me and show me how


Infinite visions there are flowing
answers to the torment growing
I then awake from my slumber
Torment lives and takes me asunder.
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Sunday, 6 March 2011

Dark Desire




Poem Written By Anita Magdalena...
Dark Desire
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A ripple through the
Dark threads of my Soul
You breathe there
and make me feel whole
Stir the power
within my being
Let it burn through
my veins so freeing

I won't let it
fuck with my brain
I won't let it
send me insane

I control each drip
that I swallow
and sigh with the
pleasure I follow
My sweet desire
stir the threads of my Soul
Breathe there and
make me feel whole

I won't let you
fuck with my brain
I won't let you
send me insane

Stir the power
as I swallow
I sigh with the
burn that I follow
Come to me
my Dark Desire
Encompass my Soul
let the power inspire
Find what you
cannot ever see
Feel what lays
in the depths of me

I won't ever
fuck with your brain
I won't ever
send you insane


06/03/2011 

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