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<channel><title><![CDATA[The Dark Poet-Edward Val - Poetry 3:]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/poetry-3.html]]></link><description><![CDATA[Poetry 3:]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2011 10:17:38 -0800</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[Suicide]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/11/post/2010/06/suicide.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/11/post/2010/06/suicide.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2010 16:35:52 -0800</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/11/post/2010/06/suicide.html</guid><description><![CDATA[My hand begins to trembleAs my finger starts to squeezeThe barrels to my brow nowAs I rest upon my kneesTears slowly seeping from the cornersOf my eyes though unable to Openly cry. Throat dryBecause I can&rsquo;t control the war that ragesOn inside that which is ITake a shallow breath, release a sighAs the hammer falls and the bullet fly&rsquo;sAh, the [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; "><SPAN lang=EN>My hand begins to tremble<br />As my finger starts to squeeze<br />The barrels to my brow now<br />As I rest upon my knees<br />Tears slowly seeping from the corners<br />Of my eyes though unable to <br />Openly cry. Throat dry<br />Because I can&rsquo;t control the war that rages<br />On inside that which is I<br />Take a shallow breath, release a sigh<br />As the hammer falls and the bullet fly&rsquo;s<br />Ah, the pointlessness of suicide.<br /><br /></SPAN></div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Trail of despair]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/11/post/2010/03/trail-of-despair.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/11/post/2010/03/trail-of-despair.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 27 Mar 2010 15:20:26 -0800</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/11/post/2010/03/trail-of-despair.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Living in a dream landRealities become too much of a testLonging for freedomBut none is found until the eternal restSmoke fills the skyFrom the lungs of all agesDamaged is hopeIt&rsquo;s burning like brittle pagesAs our vision becomes blurredBecause we choose not to seeTinted has become everythingOnce held sacred by you and meSo line up for the s [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; "><SPAN lang=EN>Living in a dream land<br />Realities become too much of a test<br />Longing for freedom<br />But none is found until the eternal rest<br />Smoke fills the sky<br />From the lungs of all ages<br />Damaged is hope<br />It&rsquo;s burning like brittle pages<br />As our vision becomes blurred<br />Because we choose not to see<br />Tinted has become everything<br />Once held sacred by you and me<br />So line up for the slaughter<br />Buy your tickets now<br />No longer a point to be made<br />By questioning how<br />One too many steps have already been taken<br />Down the dark staircase toward our end<br />And there&rsquo;s no backtracking <br />When the devil&rsquo;s called you friend<br />And nothing at all can be done<br />When it&rsquo;ll all be over soon<br />There&rsquo;s no Jake with his bean stalk<br />There&rsquo;s no reaching for the moon<br /><br /></SPAN></div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Alas]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/11/post/2009/05/alas.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/11/post/2009/05/alas.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 21:36:04 -0800</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/11/post/2009/05/alas.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Long I have fought,Knowing I could never winTainted with too much passionAnd sinThough I remain hopeful, Heart always trueLiving in daydreams of Me and you. But alas it&rsquo;s all for nothingYou&rsquo;ll never be mineBecause an old copper penny Has no place with a shinny new dime.    [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; "><SPAN lang=EN>Long I have fought,<br />Knowing I could never win<br />Tainted with too much passion<br />And sin<br /><br />Though I remain hopeful, <br />Heart always true<br />Living in daydreams of <br />Me and you. <br /><br />But alas it&rsquo;s all for nothing<br />You&rsquo;ll never be mine<br />Because an old copper penny <br />Has no place with a shinny new dime. <br /><br /></SPAN></p>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Essence of summer]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/11/post/2009/01/essence-of-summer.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/11/post/2009/01/essence-of-summer.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 18:58:23 -0800</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.edwardvalpoetry.com/11/post/2009/01/essence-of-summer.html</guid><description><![CDATA[The summer lingers on, yearningAs the wind sighs, blowing country grass to and froThe sun shines from up above,As clouds cast their shadows upon the world belowAnd the cycle continues moving slowlySo willing eye&rsquo;s can see, embrace life, every breathAnd its beautyFor if not you&rsquo;ll wake one day filled with regretAt having never tried, at having never met-life and all it&rsquo;s wonders, l [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; "><FONT size=2>The summer lingers on, yearning<br />As the wind sighs, blowing country grass to and fro<br />The sun shines from up above,<br />As clouds cast their shadows upon the world below<br />And the cycle continues moving slowly<br />So willing eye&rsquo;s can see, embrace life, every breath<br />And its beauty<br />For if not you&rsquo;ll wake one day filled with regret<br />At having never tried, at having never met<br />-life and all it&rsquo;s wonders, life so wild and free,<br />And above all else you&rsquo;ll remain forever blind<br />To the knowledge of me.<br /><br /></FONT></p>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>

