Archives VI http://civitasdei.yuku.com/forums/17 en-us Copyright 2006, Yuku feeds@yuku.com (FeedMaster) webmaster@yuku.com (WebMaster) Fri, 31 Dec 2004 14:00:00 GMT Yuku Feeds 1.0 http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 60 Yuku http://static.yuku.com//feed/bypass/images/button-yuku.png http://civitasdei.yuku.com/forums/17 Yuku - free hosted forums and profiles 88 31 {pics-1.1 "http://www.icra.org/ratingsv02.html" l gen true for "http://yuku.com" r (nz 1 vz 1 lz 1 oz 1 cz 1 ) "http://www.rsac.org/ratingsv01.html" l gen true for "http://yuku.com" r (n 0 s 0 v 0 l 0 )) Search Search Domain q http://yuku.com/search/direct/ <![CDATA[ pierce ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4732/t/pierce.html the needle push through
tareing of skin
so fresh and so new

pierced flesh
pain swells
taking pain away
distract

the pain consumes
your heart
and you push away the needle
stainless steel remains

Inside you cry
you know why
but no one else can see
You can still feel the needle
pucture in the skin



(got my tongue web pierced, and heard the final blow from the boy toy that he's not going to prom with me...... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (SvetlanaChaos) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4732 Mon, 06 May 2002 12:36:35 GMT <![CDATA[ The mark has been made ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4762/t/The-mark-has-been-made.html
I spent this afternoon
with a room full of ghosts,
with eyes full of tears,
a head full of love,
a heart full of pain,
and hands that feel the need
to touch
you
one
last
time...

(Silent...)

(Just after
everything
falls apart...
Just before... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Unregistered(d)) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4762 Sun, 05 May 2002 12:29:03 GMT <![CDATA[ ~Leaving Me On the Brink of Insanity~ ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4737/t/-Leaving-Me-On-the-Brink-of-Insanity-.html Wondering why I do the things I do….

Keeping my eyes shut and my mind open….
Wandering through out the human mind….

Have I lost my mind?
Or maybe I have lost the respect of humanity….

Everyone looks….
Points….
And stares….

I know their laughing at me….
Not with me….

Leaving me to slip into my own world….
Causing me to lose my grip on reality….

I don’t know weather I should keep a hold of the present….
Or let... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Dragontrap) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4737 Thu, 02 May 2002 06:45:19 GMT <![CDATA[ again ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4736/t/again.html this is why i dont like to be home
they cant ruin my day
ill take a shower and this will all wash away

they are fighting again
i trip back
to years i want to forget
they hurt

they are fighting again
around the little girl
such an awful memory
such awful deja vu

They are fighting again
i could run away
they voices raised in anger
frustration, why do i stay
feeds@yuku.com (SvetlanaChaos) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4736 Wed, 01 May 2002 18:04:17 GMT <![CDATA[ defining the written word ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4729/t/defining-the-written-word.html ...out of control...

on a disheveled desk.

....scattered thoughts....

sometimes foolishly


...misplaced...


the words flowing,

.indescribable.


to savour the purity,

-capturing-

the essence of a true spirit...

fumbling through words
so strong of emotion,

from broken conversation
with the heart...


the emotions
...subjective...

the fight to relay... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (faeriegirl) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4729 Wed, 01 May 2002 16:57:29 GMT <![CDATA[ Old Orchard ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4735/t/Old-Orchard.html perfumed with pine,
whispers your name.
I still think of you.

A strawberry hammock
where we made love
with words instead of flesh.
I still think of you.

An ocean breeze,
shoeless on the rocks...
Getting our feet wet.
I still think about you.

An old orchard,
undertow me to thoughts
of

A spring breeze
perfumed with pine,
that whispers your name.
I still think of us.
feeds@yuku.com (Unregistered(d)) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4735 Wed, 01 May 2002 08:46:48 GMT <![CDATA[ mama ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4760/t/mama.html she knows we'll fall
she knows we'll get back up

mama lizard flicks her tongue
she waits to hear us call
little chirps for help

click click of little nails
scurry across the sand
skitter skitter

Mama lizard watches
her skin green
warming in the sun

mama lizard watches
until we are all gone
i LooK iN THe MiRRoR... THe WHoRe iS aLL i See...
... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (SvetlanaChaos) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4760 Tue, 30 Apr 2002 18:05:16 GMT <![CDATA[ Crash* ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4742/t/Crash-.html burning from the bottom,
upwards,
gleaming,
sparks
the reassurance of warmth.
Shivering,
touching my soul,
every inch,
feeling around,
looking for something more.
Gentle blue light,
burn slowly to purple,
the low orange glow,
flickering,
protection fluttering around the heart,
smoothing caresses,
using the same path,
weaving the pleasure in and out of my body.
Tingling,
wandering the swaying... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Unregistered(d)) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4742 Mon, 29 Apr 2002 10:35:40 GMT <![CDATA[ Sinner ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4743/t/Sinner.html now I'm nothing.
I @#%$ it all up,
now I'm nothing.
Sift through the ashes,
find all the pieces,
remnants of a better me
in a better place.
Suck it all in,
I can't begin
to say how much I regret
all I've thrown away.

Sick,
I'm sickly.
Lost,
Can't find my way home,
Sick,
I'm contagious.
Don't catch me.
Don't catch me.

It's all gone,
now I'm nothing.
Circutry crossed,
fuses blown,
now I'm nothing.... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Unregistered(d)) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4743 Mon, 29 Apr 2002 09:11:29 GMT <![CDATA[ The Day I went Under... ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4741/t/The-Day-I-went-Under-.html
Trying to keep my head together
        It all spills out, fuzzy and blurred like a broken television
And I’m spiraling through the air as light as a feather
        All these thoughts I can not manage to keep them together
We were a perfectly harmonious dysfunctional machine
        We took it too far
But we made it look clean
        Your words I would say, were what pushed me over the... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (FreakEvil) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4741 Sun, 28 Apr 2002 18:33:17 GMT <![CDATA[ the voices ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4733/t/the-voices.html runs all the make-up off the clown
the mask it's gone, so now you'll see
what really lies beneath

the pain, the sorrow, the hurt and the anger
all makin ma head spin like i been bopped a banger
inside the mind, voices scream out
can't make em shut up, won't f*ck the hell out

gets too much when they wont go away
i iwsh i wasnt in the middle of this insane fray
i start to yell back n people stare
makin me feel like a public... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (essence) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4733 Sun, 28 Apr 2002 12:34:23 GMT <![CDATA[ fatherly advice ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4738/t/fatherly-advice.html seized the day
had some sex
turned away.

carpe diem
is all they say
maybe you'll try it laddie
in future days.

~blah...thought of it at like 1AM...~
Thought is deeper than all speech,
Feeling deeper than all thought;
Souls to souls can never teach
What unto themselves was taught.

Christopher Pearse Cranch, Stanzas

]]> feeds@yuku.com (essence) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4738 Sat, 27 Apr 2002 14:59:52 GMT <![CDATA[ lunacy? ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4734/t/lunacy-.html what have you left me?
jumping at shadows
i'm blind but electrified
by my sight
creeping pale surrender
the walls are enclosing
and i can't breathe here
i'll never breathe again
what have i been here?
the sighs of forgotten are looming
i know i'm dust, i pale
in comparison to a modern state of mind
while my mind is my castle
and i see fit to reorganize you
into tiny little particles
i sicken myself so i try to cry... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Cloaked in Sin) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4734 Fri, 26 Apr 2002 20:02:42 GMT <![CDATA[ To LoVe ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4759/t/To-LoVe.html The day I fell in love my heart stopped
And time could no longer me told by any sort of clock
The day I fell in love no candle could burn brighter
The day I fell in love my feet couldn’t be lighter
And on that day I knew the world was young
The only thing that lived was the innocence of the young
The day I fell in love the day I lost my heart
The day I fell in love was only just the start


 feeds@yuku.com (stabing pain) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4759 Fri, 26 Apr 2002 15:20:28 GMT <![CDATA[ sylvan ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4761/t/sylvan.html Almost three years have passed,
but I still cry-

just because I can.
That day was humid and-
full.
The wooden walls were
trying not to collapse around us,
and you would not let me.
I cried into your pillow,
--habit forming--
as you spoke of
anarchy
and witchcraft;

preaching your sins
-that I took in like
a sacred elixir;
I couldn't let you go.-
And later that night,
we bled... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (April Michelle) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4761 Fri, 26 Apr 2002 09:09:51 GMT <![CDATA[ Invisible man ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4726/t/Invisible-man.html He would like Nirvana
His hair would reach his shoulders
His eyes would be so blue
That
Clouds would pass
When
I
Looked
Deep into his eyes
Just like a mirror to the sky

He would have a passion that burned
Hot
Firey
And bright
He would have that one
Odd quality
That
Made the ebony skies so bright
Much like a full moon
In the darkest
Of
Night

He would see more to life than
The beginning
And
The end
We... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (ChibaMoon6) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4726 Fri, 26 Apr 2002 08:16:55 GMT <![CDATA[ known ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4740/t/known.html the
looming spider on the ceiling
dancing dilligently toward your apprehensions...
I know I've loomed before but here I am,
The dark of night sat still before me
and are the memories a curse or blessing in disguise
this indispensable but close-knit design

I sit atop what you see and see what in turn do I
passing without sound
while the parade intervenes until it doesn't
because i'm not just expendable
and I'm just not... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Cloaked in Sin) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4740 Thu, 25 Apr 2002 16:45:48 GMT <![CDATA[ I've no clue.... ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4739/t/I-ve-no-clue-.html Others are wasting theirs to death by perfecting what others see.
If a book is written from the heart, by an author so young,
The teacher may see the impossible and think it not theirs done.

But if you search the whole world through, and find yourself at a loss,
Perhaps you should return home soon, and there consider the cost.
That with the state of a perfect life, of happiness pure found,
You’ll find... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (fallen angel) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4739 Thu, 25 Apr 2002 16:06:20 GMT <![CDATA[ monologue ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4752/t/monologue.html black tears
and empty sunsets,

if we are only
those things that are
wasteful
and unclean

If we are nothing
and no one at all...

if

we are none

this pain would be duller
this color would be fainter
these birds would not fly
and I would not care.

But I do.

so what is the meaning of all this?


feeds@yuku.com (April Michelle) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4752 Thu, 25 Apr 2002 09:20:45 GMT <![CDATA[ ~Robbing The Blind~ ]]> http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4744/t/-Robbing-The-Blind-.html Written down upon the pages of a dusty book....

Thrown upon the shelf....
Left unremembered by all....

Written among these pages....
Are all the lives of those who have ever lived....

Keeping a record and accounts of all of their doings in life....

Love and hatred....
Loathing and Revelations....
Coldness of the heart....
And warmth of a kiss....

Written down among these pages....
Is... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Dragontrap) http://civitasdei.yuku.com/topic/4744 Thu, 25 Apr 2002 09:03:41 GMT