Anita Magdalena

Anita Magdalena

Sunday, 29 January 2012

You Lose

This picture is not my work, artist unknown

Poem Written By Anita Magdalena......

You Lose
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Knee jerk reactions


Sweeping statements




Some of the ingredients 

to bake the battle cake


A slap that stings



Sooooo deeply at times



You think you scratch

when you cut to the bone
I can hurt you back
with my retorts



Like



Poison

Arrows




But my silence is the....



......Potent Elixir

that I like to spoon feed you
One       Drop     At     A    Time
as I slowly become
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So



Far



Out



Of 



Your



Reach

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Your fist is just a distant memory.


19/01/2012

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Saturday, 7 January 2012

How It Was And Is

Picture By Anne Stokes

Poem By Anita Magdalena......

How It Was And Is
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 Customized Choppers were his thing
He built and created his art would sing
Skulls and snakes would cover his tank
Vibrant and beautiful never left blank

On two wheels he rode into the day
Never saw him again his life snatched away
My Brother Eddy eighteen when he died
Stationary when he was thrown from his ride

Forks snapped free he was launched through the air
Under the bus that was passing there
Young as I was fourteen I recall
I just ran away far from it all

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Two years slipped by
Then I met a guy
My very first Love
With no push and shove
He treated me right
He made my life bright

Twelve months together
Then in the bad weather
The car went off track
No bringing him back
With his Coffin everyday
Don't take him away

I kissed him goodbye
Started to cry
The flames licked and stole
My bleeding soul
I crumpled and bent
Off the rails I went

Wreckless and throwing
The pain that was flowing
My life carried on
Each day made me strong
Harder I became
Through each tragic maim

Life is the bitch
That I like to itch
A one finger wave
It will never make me cave
Keep bringing it on
Until I am gone............

07/01/2012

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Sunday, 1 January 2012

Haunting

Picture by Anne Stokes

Poem by Anita Magdalena....

Haunting
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The mist is slowly creeping in
Blanketing you and seeping within
Enveloping your body and mind
Wrapping you tighter your thoughts entwined
Haunting whispers flow over you
Your conscience escaping and blowing through
Exploding and cracking as you choke
The haunting whispers the mist invoke
Your subconscious blows apart in your brain
As the mist creeps in and drives you insane
The haunting is here will you survive
Your conscience escaping as it eats you alive
Visions flashing behind your eyes
Subconscious thoughts upon your cries
Breathing it in breathing it out
The mist envelopes you as you shout
Your haunting is now it is your time
You stepped to far across the line...

01/01/2012
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Dark Witch


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

Dark Witch
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Watch where you step
Tread careful and slow
One slip takes you down
To the hell just below
Each foolish act
That you choose to share
Builds up the impact
Of the blow you shall bear
A cast of a spell
A will with no fear
The Dark Witch in waiting
Keep drawing her near
You bring on your troubles
You keep tempting fate
You should stop pushing
Before it's to late
On day's that you crumble
Your world falls apart
Are the day's that you crossed
The Witch of the Dark
You think you're clever
You think you're smart
There is always a payment
For your blunt painless dart
Watch where you step
Tread careful and slow
One slip takes you down
To the hell just below
Each foolish act
That you choose to share
Builds up the impact
Of the blow you shall bear

15/02/2008
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