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Details | Free verse | |

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                             America the Free  ~             America the Brave ~
                           Freedom with price              Capitalism attacked
                            the many taken                   hearts broken still
                              one World                           try to rebuild
                            sadness and tears               fall hard with fears  
                            guilt by association             many accused still
                             souls evaporated                shattered dreams 
                            tears fall on innocence          left with anger 
                             The proud fearless             knew the inevitable
                              policeman fireman             many lives lost
                            grieving does not stop           12 years later    
                               New York city once          proud  & shameless 
                             refusing to let fears in          protecting ours 
                                left in shock still              question's unanswered                    
                               nothing learned                     nothing gained  
                                ready to attack                   many left behind
                              anger greets denial              anger meets rage 
                               unacceptable still                 refusing new love 
                            wanting days to rewind           let us go back in time 
                              acceptance  allowing           the victims leave in peace
                              the brave taken young           leaving us sadly old
                               haunting dreams                     lost spirits dwell
                               no answers to hate            never forgetting that day
                               Evil entered suddenly              unforgiving fate
                                entering our City                we stand with the fallen
                                 How to fix                            how do we Change 




           
            This can be read many different ways ~ This is a poem I am so proud to write ~









          


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Dementia

He was always so happy
strong and bold.
He'd give you the shirt off of his back.
Tough.
Independent.
He had a rough life
growing up through the depression,
but like he always does,
he got through it.
He has two boys, of whom he is so proud.
Moved from Regina, to Victoria.
He had the best life anyone his age could have wanted.
But ever since his wife died, 
he has not been the same.
Sad
Lonely
Empty.
But like he has always done,
he got through it.
Mind slipping, 
just a little forgetful.
That's how it always starts out...
But like always, he powered through it, 
until now...
He is not the same person that I used to know.
He been sentenced to the prison in his own mind.
Possessed by the thoughts of his dogs ashes.
He likes to play the blame game,
but we know he doesn't remember that it was him.
He wakes up in the night
shaking with pain, 
tears streaming down his face.
There is nothing we can do,
Oh well...
Two more tylenol.
Hold on to hope
for as long as you can,
It's only a matter of time now.
He gets vocal, a very loud tone.
He'll block you in your room
and make false accusations
But we know that it's the pain induced monster in him.
Tick tock, tick tock...
You can't handle the stress anymore
you have to leave.
Just hope for the best, 
maybe it will get better.
Surprise, it doesn't.
Your denial is foolish, everyone knows 
what happens next.
Sedation
Medication
Anger
Hurt
All results of
dementia


Details | Free verse | |

Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Tired of Explaining

Tired of explaining      (a twist from ND. poem)

Ignoring the presence of my stillness==
As you walk with bitterness== 
Your radiance is no longer true== 
A melody with seduction over due== 
The song so bad wiped out by you== 
Rotating my abdomen== 
From the soul==
The worms inside== 
They all die==
Under your control== 
Separating the way==

Is as if though== 
All the beauty in the world== 
Up and lived==
You are more than I need== 
Drowning in my own abyss== 
Judging you one==
Right after the other== 
A hellish so profound== 
Revelations passed so suddenly== 
Expression of limbo, I replay== 
The revenge== 
The revoke== 
Suffer catting my oxygen==

They illness== 
Then lifeless== 
They identify== 
Then disgust== 
Never play the sensitive== 
Feel my needs==
Like the wound full of abscess==
A sore to never go away==
Yes like the illness== 
Then lifeless== 
Dropped addict== 
These shivers down my spine==
Identify, escape, abuse of certain== 
Announcing it even more== 
Proof that I am found== 
Out of love==
 
The mind finally receives==
Revolution with open eyes== 
The heart is trapped to proceed== 
Cleverer than the open skies==
Old sweat glands in my hand== 
Retiring the mind== 
The best of my heart has no stand== 
Died from your retrieving cries== 
Advancing to my knowledge== 
The darkness that you lend== 
DISCLOSURE== 
to== 

In the depth of your eyes ==
I run before you hypnotize== 

Oblivious to the Valley of your wits==
 
Refusing to relive the song== 
Feeling that are gone==

Never will it feel right==

I still feel the rotation==
Exhale went out your soul== 

Exiting far from sight==
Revoke an end to your light== 

A kiss of death to your good night==
A kiss of death to your good night== 


(To: Nathan Dilts my way of explaining love over due)


Details | Narrative | |

I HAVE DIED SO LONG AGO

I have died so long ago.
The pieces of my bones were buried in Sheol.
It was so dark where I lay now.
My flesh is rotten and almost gone.
I have lived once in this world,
Where a loving family I was involved.
A dearest mom who loved me so,
Loving siblings I treasured most!
I'm a free-spirited young lady.
I love to entertain the world,
Wind hums as I hit the notes.
The nature  became my hidden world.
I was once  a fruit in a tree.
Until one day, a harvester picked me.
Still unripe, too young and fresh.
He stole my innocence.
Too many years past and my seed grew.
I have started bearring fruits.
But the harvester did not content, 
He pulled me out from where I'd been.
He murdered me on one darkest night.
Then buried me beneath the ground.
I'm so helpless, no voice to shout!
My breath is counting one by one.
Until I surrendered the last air in my lungs.
I have died so long ago.
This girl that you used to know,
Isn't the one who writes a poem.
She had died so long ago.
She walks every night to find her home.



Details | Free verse | |

Untwisted

Sometimes the memories won’t fade 
         All the places we have seen
         All the prices we have paid 
The memories of the happy as well as the sad 
            The people we’ve lost
           The friends that we had 
Some memories just seem like a ghost 
I always lost everyone that I loved the most 
The wind would just carry them away 
             Along with my tears 
            And my ability to pray
    I wonder how far is heaven from here?
              How many more heartaches 
                 How many more tears 
              I wonder how far it is away
Because I have so many things that I wish to say 
To all the people that I loved and I lost 
             I’m not even tripping 
             My heart paid the cost 
The reaper rode the river in a bikers disguise 
I’ll never forget the fear in my mother’s eyes 
    As he drug her under and then let her go 
Through my four year old veins hate started to grow 
My eyes were blind my ears were deaf 
After that I forgot  
           There was anything left  
Karma is like poker for it is bound to luck 
When I was just a boy 
God through me under the truck 
Of all the things in life we feel 
   We are all bound to God’s will 
Passion is a doorway between love and hate 
    God is the dealer in the game of fate 
              Our place is not to question why 
                       For if we do our faith will die 
            The deeper we hate the deeper we love 
            I was gifted wisdom by the Lord above 
                    Every gift comes at a price 
A world of experience behind my advice 
     Every smile holds a lifetime of pain 
Nothing that happens should happen in vein 
                         It is our choice that which we do 
 Know in your heart these words are true 
The harder we fall the further we climb 
             No ones life is totally sublime 
Illusion after illusion will be offered to you 
                 But only the living word is true 
The living word that beats in your heart 
Will keep you safe as the world falls apart 
Through the pain of a boy watching his mother die 
It’s never to late to kiss the sky
A man of faith who could never give up 
Please come break my bread and share in my cup 
By the time our journey is through 
                      I’ll share all I am with you 
          Hopefully somewhere in my words you’ll see 
              ---Untwisted is truly the way to be---



Details | Free verse | |

David

David, you mean the very world to me and more
Can you forgive me?
You brighten my days when I am low and dead
And you listen—you always are there to listen
Bearing all things, you let me cry on your shoulder
You comforted me when I was scared to death
Of the demons…always watching…you were there
Watching over me, scaring them away from me
You save me by being alive and who you are, David
Without you, I would fall apart and shrivel into shame
Because there are few that listen—few that listen
You draw the poisons of my pain clear out
And you let them sink into your own skin
You swallowed my poison instead of spitting it out
I let you drown, David—forgive me…I let you drown
I’m selfish and rude, and I always ignore you
And for ever doing that, I hate myself
Seeing you in your last moments…woke me up
I’ve been a selfish bastard and I hate me
For never giving you enough love

David you are everything to us all and more
Do you hear me?
You are so uplifting to all of those around you 
You are selfless—so incredibly selfless
And in the silence you lifted me high with praise
Because I knew you would always be the one to give it
Never was there a day that you didn’t believe in me
Even when in darkness have I buried you in all matters of sin
Your light blinds the demonic rust...your light always shining
Never leaving me in the dust but never expecting the same back
And I never saved you! From all the loneliness
I never thought of you! I was so selfish
I will never let you go again—I will fight for your glory
You are amazing in every way
Far braver and brighter than I have ever dreamed to be
I let you down this time, David…I cried for your life
But now I ask for your forgiveness
Seeing you being taken away…crushed me to the marrow
I’ve never hated myself more than tonight
But I will never, ever say goodbye

*for my little brother, David William Breidenthal - I would love for you guys to read some of his poetry. He is a brilliant kid. And he’s been having some tough times. Thanks. *


Details | Rhyme | |

A Belfast Story

Come hold my hand and tell me lies
Infuse the hate and woe betide
Tooth for a tooth, pluck out their eyes
A soldiers duties exercised
Let's kill the child, from the inside
 
The spirits of the netherworld
Scream loudly to be freed
Within this world of politics
This cage of hate and greed
I'm right you're wrong
You're wrong I'm right
Whose turn is it to die tonight
A bloody ****ing massacres
The only end in sight
 
Not for the strong, to sit upon the fence
Let's take the hate and killing to their door
Self righteousness screams out in our defence
Christ knows it's hard to take this anymore
 
The spirits of the netherworld
Scream loudly to be freed
Within this world of politics
This cage of hate and greed
I'm right you're wrong
You're wrong I'm right
Whose turn is it to die tonight
A bloody ****ing massacres
The only end in sight


Details | Free verse | |

Love and Hatred

Twin brothers born of humanity 
Raised in the heart land
Fed by circumstances
Shaped by choice
Same freedom
Different destinies 

I saw Love grow with limbs
Stretching wide to pull everything
To himself even hatred
And i saw hatred grow with craws
Hiding them in his bosom
Till they grow longer and stronger

I thought this Love kid was too touchy 
And i treasured Hatred he was for special occasions 
Defending my weaknesses and flaws 
Love was ridiculing my my all efforts
He was becoming extravagant, giving this giving that
Not like Hatred a sweet heart who measured 
According to what he treasured 

Years have gone by and 
Love has prospered with many friends
Many people giving back to him
Yet hatred brought out his claws,
His fangs came out
And he grew three horns

One of rejection
another for despair
And bigger one with this word engraved 'loser'
I watched these twins
Walk different directions like light and darkness
Their waring grand fathers

I walked two their birthday parties
Few turned up, gave him crowns and called him Dad
For hatred the party was noisy
Many gathered worshiped him 
In fear of the horns
Love commanded his servants to dress all that came
with compassion, faithfulness, and honor
Hatred commanded his subjects
To kill every one that came for the party
Many died few survived


Details | I do not know? | |

Hidden Emotion

Even though I may look happy
Insinde I am still depressed
You go by what you see not think
My saddened soul begins to sink
I hate this world, I hate my life
Tears of blood I grip my knife
I think of how my world will end
But yet I still cannot comprehend
I chose my fate, but did I lie
Leaving this world I will now die...


Details | Lyric | |

I Hate You Cancer

Dedicated to my Dad who lost his short battle w/ Colon Cancer on June 18,2013

I hate you Cancer
Your vile evil and cruel
You don't care who you hurt
I'll never forget that day
I'll always hate you for it

Your heartless Cancer
You took someone important from me
Someone important from others too
Took people who didn't belong to you
I hate you for it

You disgust me Cancer
You had no right to take him from me
He mattered more than my very own life
I hate you for taking my Daddy
I hate you for taking others too

I hate you with a passion Cancer
You took part of my heart with him
You took part of my soul that day too
I hate you for it
I hate you I hate you I hate you

I hate you with every fiber of my being 
Go back to Hell where you belong
I hate you, others hate you
Your not welcome or wanted here Cancer

I hate you more than his doctor's
I hate you more than God
I hope I get to witness that day
Witness the day you fall
And you will fall Cancer

You're gonna lose the battle one day Cancer
I'm gonna laugh and dance around your grave
You'll finally get what you deserve 
And you'll never be able to take another soul


Sabrina Niday Hansel


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Details | Munaajaat | |

Tell Me

I'm lost hurt and angry
Why did you take his life
I want, No I need to know
Tell me, Tell me why
I deserve to know

Haven't you done enough to him
What'd he ever do to you
He suffered his whole life
Suffered more than anyone deserved
Tell me, Tell me why you did it
I have a right to know

Why'd you let him born to them
Born to worthless parents
Parents who didn't care
They threw him away like garbage
Pawned him off on someone else
Tell me, Tell me why
Explain how you could do that

You gave him Polio
You let others treat him like disease
You took away the full use of his legs
You warped his hand and foot
Tell me, Explain to me why
I deserve to know

You let others think he was crazy
You let it go on for over year
You didn't stop it, Why
Tell me, Give me your reason
Answer me, Help me to understand

You go and make matters worse
You gave him Cancer
You didn't give him a chance to fight back
You just jerked him away from us
Tell me, Tell me how
How you could be so cruel

How can others not question you
When others do it, It's murder
But when it's by your hand
It's your will, Their fate
Tell me, What makes you so different
Your no better than the demons knocking at the door

You heard me beg and plead
You know I'm not afraid to die
I was willing to carry it all for him
I was willing to take my Daddy's place
You didn't even let me say Goodbye
Tell me, Tell me why I couldn't 
Answer me, you owe me that much



Sabrina Niday Hansel
~Niday40873~

(motif) Spiritual


Details | Rhyme | |

Happy Question

Today I am going to hop my way to my brother.
To tell him how I feel about not being together.
I thought I could be so kind.
I saw him by the road side and I was blind.
I could just end it all by now.
Today I tried a cow.
It really was hard to do.
Then I hired a semi crew.
I watched carefully, darn he is fast!
My name is Happy ?, I'm Easter's brother who is sad.
He painted eggs that made me jealous and bad.
I hopped one day and he threw an egg at me.
My heart became really cold that memory was key.
I finally thought of it an accident really is going to happen.
Happy Easter is going to be laugh-en.
Good to see you, I said to a mystery man.
I was told not to associate with any human.
It was my last resort.
The man had a sports car a beautiful sort.
I was desperate, now, I'm in a bunny court.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

My Dad

My Dad was Chicagoan.
He would light up a room just like my Mom. 
He loved to fish ! He loved his beer .
He also designed a Octagon home in the 70's 
Built custom by hand . I was very proud of Dad .

Alcohol hit our Family , a curse .
He left my Mom when I was 14 in Illinois.
To renew in California , leaving a trail of tears .
Meeting my step mom , my sisters age .
My 2 sisters they were accepted in her world . 

Not I , I looked too much Like Mom . Told this all my Life . 
She a petite Beauty , RN , real estate Broker .
I did not see why it was wrong to be like mom ?

I moved in with Dad, His new Wife , and 2 sisters 
eventually . All three women were competing for my Father .
I was kicked out at 16 yrs.

Years do pass , you try and accept people places and things .
At the end of Dads life , he was calling me once a week .
I ordered a Engraved Clock for the Fathers day coming.
This was a issue for the Wife and sisters , never invited to his new home , 2 Decades ~My little Brother & I , never wanted .

Dad passed suddenly one sad Spring Day . Not one word from his wife , all 3rd party,  how and when,  Dad Died . being denied the right to his address , even to say goodbye .
Not being able to send my engraved clock . 

 "Dad Passed " received call  from sister whom just stayed a week with me ,  I took her all around the sites here . "1st day I get call , you should come , 2nd Day after , Dad's been cremated already . " It was a lie.

I went anyway , finding the funeral home, the Funeral Director was appalled at the denial displayed.

He insisted I was given 10 minutes alone with Dad , my Birthright to say Goodbye , he was in dismay over the Hostility towards a daughter ~

I get to this room of mean relative's. His sisters , Mine, angry looks , hearing from a Aunt "What is she doing Here ! " I can't give nor reason or rhyme. 

 Shame to you and all that participated that wicked day.
 Are you Glorified with Power?  Denied the right to grieve , 

 Left with no sane answers to give in hatred received by Blood . Some , just Spouses , telling me I had no right to Say Goodbye to my own Father , My DAD .

My Dad wanted me there , I know he did . I love Him and will never forget , his youngest girl whom looked like Mom . I know in my heart and dreams he speaks. 
 We all see when we leave . May God not allow any Son or Daughter to go through such Evil.

Thank-you Poetry Soup for returning my voice .


Details | Narrative | |

Don't Take My Kindness For Granted

You think that you know me
But you don't know at all
Every day you say your sorry
After that I fall
I hate it when you lie
You think your doing good
When all you cause is pain
Just tell me that you hate me
So my life won't be in vein...


Details | Lyric | |

Lacerated Wings

They are bound to the Earth like trees
Suffocating under the weight of an icy grave 
Reaching to be free, but only their limbs are seen
Hoping that one day someone will see:
They can't escape with lacerated wings

The ocean surrounds me, covering everything
Nothing will be clearly seen; confusion overwhelming
No-one can save you, you're on your own, left to die
Manipulating every bleeding heart you can find
I can't escape with lacerated wings.

Swarms of nets, waves of screams 
Entangle: your captive illusions and dreams
The mask has be seared - The truth now they see
The Liar - Vampiric Fiend; lowly thief
And now they know you can't escape with Lacerated Wings

There's reasons for your rejections:
Your Heavy heart's transferred oppression
The scars are too deep to pass the trials
But you can find peace in your cage of empty spirals
You Cannot Escape With Lacerated Wings


Details | Romanticism | |

A Flower's Funeral

A sweet flower's funeral
displayed in the cold months
of snowy weather and bone chilling shivers.
A sweet flower burned away, dried up;
buried six feet under.

Oh, my sweet flower,
how you once bloomed with no remorse,
like a madman blooming with beauty
and a glorious halo over your head
shinned with such power and blinding glory.

Oh my sweet flower how you have gone now,
resting in peace in the land of paradise.
Oh, my heart it is weak when I see your face,
of once beautiful smiles and warm embraces.
I can hear your crying out to be free.

Snowing and bone chilling cold ripes at my soul
and feelings of sorrow rage through my blood,
boiling my hatred to the world, for losing your
sweet and ever glorious beauty.

What I would give away, if I could be with you
one last night, one last night together
to hold you in my arms, to smell your sweet perfume
that brings back sweet memories of you and I.
What I would do to be with you,
such romance travels through my heart in the highways
of my veins in my body, love is all throughout me,
and my heart breaks when pictures of you start to collect dust.

My love for you, my sweet flower,
is still ingering through the air,
as I travel and look upon a tombstone
which shows your beautiful name.

Come to me my dear flower,
when spring comes,
come to me my dear, sweet flower.
And bloom once again,
twice as large as last year,
and ten times more beautiful then last year.
Come to me in the first months of spring
in my dreams, so I could sit and talk with you.
I miss you already,
and my heart crys,
my eyes flood with tears of sorrow.
I miss our love we shared.
Long walks,
cosy talks,
warm cuddling embraces
and beautiful displayed in a picture frame.
Now I hear the tapping of raindrops on my window pane.
That is all that keeps me company,
that and the rose you gave to me
and a picture of you and me.
Love is endless, even when blue eyed Death comes to visit
and play a game of chess with us,
we all play our game, my love.
I shall go tonight
in my sleepy slumber
and dream of you in the times of our height in our love for each other.
My lost love, you are gone, resting in paradise,
but never forgotten my sweet flower.

-10/6/2013-


Details | Free verse | |

It's Time

I hear the piercing cries
of infants,
The last whimper of the slaughtered 
"lesser-than-man",
The anguished howls
from mothers,
The ubiquitous pain
felt in every limb – 
oh! The ache and sore
When will we rise?
Shall we rise?

To fight, to battle
the ones playing Devil’s
right-hand man
The vermin that burn
and make hell on earth
The bastards that rob
the weaker of their rights,
the lives that could have been
When will we rise?
Shall we rise?

Towers brought to ashes,
flesh to bones,
blood for diamonds,
purity to filth,
What have man become?
Eyes closed
cries unheeded
The blood taints the grounds,
grounds turned to riches
When will we rise?
It is time.
To fight! to battle!
To make a better better.

The cowardly shall cower no more,
The oppressed shall be repressed no more.
Men slathered in suits
Promising a feigned tomorrow
Actions uncommenced,
Voices unheard,
Men without honour, without tarnish either
What use have we of them?

The silenced shall be unheard no more
The remained silent thus will be the bigger culprit
The change is within grasp
It is time. 


Details | Ballad | |

Antigone

I am the face of misery
My life, a dissonance of autumn and spring,
The years are written in the same
Lugubrious, nostalgic grey
How can it be the author to blame?
I cannot scream this all away…
Burn nor Bleed this all away…
To Death I am Ordained

Lacuna ever growing
With Velvet sheets of life flowing
Aeons apart of my "royalty"
Under the mask the cannot see...
Can you dispel this tragedy:
Antigone - Epiphany failing

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

No words of hope
No words of hate
Do I have Lenore to send to me:
The sordid child of Thebes
Caught In the longest nightmare
life - the slowest way to die

I know this is my life 
But I'm not under control
under the mask the will see
Just Another Human

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

Can you dispel my life; this tragedy?
Can you control the storm in my mind?
I'm asking you: can you rid me
Of The Curse of Antigone?


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Rain and Wind

The wind blew events all over the place.
Intense emotions and it gave chase.
Lightning lighting to show us the sky.
People try to sleep and not cry.
Wisping by the wind keeps us awake.
The time trying to sleep the storms take.
Chills in everyone gives all shiver.
The clouds surrounded by moonlight is silver.
Heavenly prayers that the rain will stop.
The flood stopped a car the person in it was a cop.
People have seen such devastation.
The road that people made was week in creation.
Rivers near by was over flowing.
Trees that were there was not showing.
By the hour it claimed many.
My father woke up and did not see any.
Floating by was a boat.
Keeping people above water and a float.
My father kept a canoe.  
That some day we would use it, that he knew.
Time to paddle up and down the street.
The rain water kept getting on our seat.
It was so dark after the moon was behind the cloud.
Still the noise of thunder still covered the ears loud.
The smell of moist water never seem to go away.
My brothers seem to still sleep anyway.
My head was bobbing up and down.
I was so tired that I could not hear a sound.
The wind blew back and fourth.
It seems that my mom and dad paddle their worth.
Till all the people we saw with grace.
Help us out with embrace.
The time was so late at night.
Everyone was so sleepy and losing sight.
The fight with the weather was so hectic.
The feelings of energy was electric.
Losing to such natural disaster is hard to understand.
When people working hard to block the river with bags of sand.
With hard workers like my mom and dad.
They make things happen that is not bad.
Rough with weather they experience more than ever.
Leaders they are they are very clever.
From the night light of street lights to the morning glow.
The wind did not stop so.
Bringing in more clouds that ill.
The people who were still tired still had will.
The rush of water and waves blasting push the wall side.
Pushing and the force brought water inside.
The battle of our hour was getting long.
Backup people came to aid us was strong.
Rested they were to keep everyone with hope.
The people stopped the water with the strength of rope.
Heavy rain and loss of homes bring people together.
It is kind of sad that this was the only time to gather.
Chaos comes happiness how true.
This is why we are human that gives us a clue.
It is our nature to keep rain falling.
To know when it is time for our calling.
The winds bring such pain and sorrow.
That is why rain sometimes fallow.








Details | Haiku | |

To Lose Someone You Love

To lose someone you love....
Its like trying to live violently among the peaceful people who are dying 
To lose someone you love....
Its like Im living in lies with laughter and happiness while Im truthfully sitting in anger and pain while crying
 Im grounded in shame yet Im still airborn with death together we flying 
Its hurts when one dies past groundshaken proximity under the hate but sent with earthshattering love above
 where we live to die yet we are born to survive where we bred to learn to get past all the ones we have lost with hate because ITS REALLY HURTS TO LOSE SOMEONE YOU LOVE.


Details | I do not know? | |

Family Matters

In the attic, above wooden floor,
through the hallway of psychotic, locks upon my door,
near the broken window and glass of the sore,
hiding in the shadows,
bloodstains on the wall.

 Number nine,
house at the end of the street,
where lights are low,
where silent never sleep.


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Celtic Lunar Sacrifice

     CELTIC LUNAR SACRIFICE
That night,  the dead, rose up into the dark of night,
to make their way led by the Druids' burning light;
there's buried many soul they chained and bound
deep in the mother earth, their mournful sound
is wailing through the dark of this, their dreaded night.

The bonfires burned and brightly through the land of Gaul
the dead of plants, and dying life, they burned them all
as sacrifice to help ones through the cold
of coming months of misery untold
but prophesied to be, throughout the land of Gaul.

And there beneath the Celtic moon to lead them on
all madness of the times prevailed from dark to dawn
The mid of ev'nin brought the earthly fear
of death to all who looked--their death was near,
a blessing that would keep the others living on.

And so the lord of death would pass them by that night
they stretched some maiden's arms, and bound them tight,
who might have shown a bit too much desire
and set their souls adrift that night a'fire,
and some say we still hear them screaming out tonight.
© Ron Wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


Details | I do not know? | |

Untitled-Free Thoughts-Rap

Oh well here I go again, 
wishin for a dream that I could be wrapped in, 
entrapped in, 
torn away from addiction, 
destroy the tele… 
vision they strive to force upon you, 
its all false but you know I’m true. 
They will not protect you when you scream your broken cries, 
they are merely evil faces of masked men behind illuminati eyes 
with which they hypnotize, 
brainwash you with their lies. 
I've got those deep thoughts pouring in, 
all the roads I've traveled down
conditions I have traveled in 
here in my pretty town, 
the 910 deserves a crown. 
East Coast I'm representing, 
I promise you I am not venting. 
High on that purple haze, 
And still haven't slept for days, 
excuse these bloodshot eyes
with a krispy kreme glaze, 
some will try to say its just a silly phase...
My mind is so graphic, 
use words like special tactics, 
unmistakable like D'Jango, 
or a peace signs' angle, 
destroy the crave for war and struggle, 
no need to explain all the trouble, 
with places burstin’ into rubble, 
Rebel! Rebel! We’ll show ‘em hell! 
I’ll be fightin’ when I'm dead, 
kick and scream till my blood is shed, 
let authorities know the message will be spread! 
Put on a show with a little bit of passion 
or the bad things will continue to happen.
Get the love through your head, 
all this hatred should be dead, 
what I'm saying must be said, 
before the gauge goes into red. 
With vocabulary this brilliant makes a female more vigilant, 
like brothers boston what I speak 
my words alone will make you weak, make you faint, 
Like blood spilled by hands of a vigilante saint, 
trust me lifes too short,
you dont have the time my young cohort, 
wait until your words make an enemy
cause their threatened by the uncertainty 
that you will make it this far 
make a point unlike this war
next thing you know you see ‘em sweat
words fresh like paint drippin with purpose, 
makin ‘em wet.  
I finger paint a master piece with a just simple rhyme, 
just don't pull your piece on me just let me speak, my mind, 
while I unwind, rewind all this blasphemy, 
continential catastrophe, 
I may have to beg and plead so that my boys can rest in peace 
sorry for the interruption, 
don’t blame me for the corruption, 
for now I'll put my words at ease, 
hope you told someone you loved them today and that it wasn't a white lie, 
just a tease.

04.27.2013


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Questioning Life

Forget! Regret not, for it all has intention...
To attempt comprehension leads to double block wall.
In searching your question, much more loss is gotten, 
Confusion, dismay a deeper dug hole.
Infinitely seeking you strive for some meaning, 
the truth is quite simple you are not sole at all! 
Infusion connection the union eternal, 
Is easy to grasp when knowledge of whole,
is truly encountered from deep within query
The meaning the truth the love of it all...
Once trouble & strife and struggle are missing,
The clear light of being shows beauty once more.
Accept what is given agree to the treaty.
Fight not with your fears, and answer your call.
Find substance in living, step over delusions. 
Regardless of meaning, life’s radiance will soar.
So use this awareness these words and this practice,
Come forth tall and sturdy, head high and recall..
When sad and when empty in need of intention,
No doubts I plead! No need to explore!
Emotions you hold are sensed by your siblings,   
Your waves of sensation your truth and your soul... 
Are parts of us all, we are all together we are all but one!
In oneness we’re whole! 


Details | Free verse | |

A Modern Confession for a Dying Beggar

Die and crave-
Make me not hear your story,
Though I like to see you gaze
By the end of the day.
Tremble when you see me
As though I were a chill
Perhaps I am the soft care-
Taker of your bones.
Should I remember traces
Engraved by your moans,
I shall endorse those bywords
Equating you with me
You think I have to treat you
Indeed, I loathe your mother
I’d rather you were unseen
So that I shed you no tear.
Your father stole my fresh air
And so do you from me now;
Unless you give up breathing
My true blood will be bother’d.
O, please, forgive my true words-
They planned to vex your ego
They gather’d all my reasons
To help you rest in peace.
But, though you shall be tasting
The acrid sweat of my ease,
At least, allow my goodness
To sweat for all old beggars.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Lucid Dream

Look upon city once known by name,
ruins that I called home, streets swallowed by flame,
in time alive shell not witness less of what should you understand,
reach on to hand of a stranger, scroll remain;
in signs that might be changing welcome,
different of a man.

When dawn awakes and there is no light,
upon dusk of man darkness will be spread by sight,
in time not different change will arise, life we thought you knew,
death would recognize.

Hearts will bound to King without a Crown,
why do mothers shed tears, echo rooted in the ground,
is there reason of a foolish wars, contracts written in blood,
new born babies died breathless, can't even appreciate the Sun,
don't deserve to live, not worth of the land,
existence will be scattered in ashes,
you will be remembered
by name.


Details | Free verse | |

Good Morning Doctor Death

Waking up five in the morning,
and looking the dawn's sun rise,
to start the day with a yawn and strech.
Smell the morning dew,
as you go and retrive the morning newspaper,
filled with tablots of lives more intresting than yours.

You wave to your hand to your neighbor,
who you don't like, still you say, "hi"
Why?
It's just the nature of the human being.
You turn and go inside,
you feel some pain on your leftside.
All those milkshakes and hamburgers
caught up to you.
What do you do?
Not much, you can do now,
You fall to the ground, clenching your chest;
you call out for help, but no one comes.
You see your neightbor, but he doesn't mind.
See he hated you as well, like you hated him,
and he is glad to see you fall to your
knees and beg for Mercy.

Oh no! here he comes,
Doctor Death, no not Jack Kavorkian,
No! the big cheese,
the Creature that prays on black souls,
just like yours.
Doctor Death come on down! Come and clam your prize!
Good morning Doctor Death! I'm ready,
Are you?


Details | Verse | |

Inevitable Bear

Oh lonely Inevitable Bear,
Padding claws, death in white
Sorrow in recurring nightmare
Instinct’s test; fight or flight?

Camouflage against the fence,
A challenge; my subconscious fear
Ominous slowly moving silence,
“Let me in, there’s a bear out here!”


Details | Free verse | |

Depression

Depression

3 o’clock in the morning…
The sounds of bed frames hitting drywall,
The sounds of Chopin and Coltrane played
With a hint of sadness in tone.
Sounds of whores and pimps arguing;
“Where is the money, you whore?!”
“I don’t have the money!”
A sound of a slap to the face
A big hand crushing bone,
Blood everywhere
Red streaks on white walls.
The sound of drunks walking gloomy streets,
Police and ambulance rush down burned out streets
Sirens wailing, crying out!

A child, six years old
Crying, “Momma! Momma!”
Shedding tears over his dying mother, lost her soul to the
Crack pipe.
Rest In Peace.
A sound of a .357 magnum revolver click
And a gunshot shakes the nerves of many,
And for a moment the sweet and peaceful silence.

“Dispatch, suicide on 46th street Hollywood Boulevard, Send the Corner. Over.”
Then the darkness sails over
And the entire cities are showered with tears from the heavens,
But no one weeps,
Not a single soul…

-10/2/13-


Details | Free verse | |

Somber Tears

As the sun sets
and the twilight comes out,
as the birds and squrriels are no where in sight.

As the whores and pimps sit on street corners,
waiting for street lights to turn from green to red.
As cadillacs stop and roll their windows down.

I can her the faint cry deep in the darkness,
of dirty gutters and dark, dead end alleyways,
I hear the faint tears fall and hit concrete pavement.

I feel the faint cries of whores,
I hear the sound of backhand hitting face
and brused tissue and broken noses are everywhere.

And the somber tears fall onto pillow cases,
and white motel bedsheets run red with blood
and cheap Italian wine.

And you can her the poet over the radio,
reading his own work for the one millionth time
and you can hear his soul slowly wanting to die.

He drowns himself in smoke and alcohol
the whore takes her pay, or spends a night in a jail cell,
the pimp nowhere to be found,
with a shiny blade stuck deep in his gut.

And the somber tears fall gently on the concrete pavement,
the floors of a jail cell,
tears on the pillow case and tears on a lonesome stage.

Tears never present, but are seen by many,
pain aches and pain takes away,
and I pour one more drink for the whore.

She takes me away,
and I caught her salty, somber tear,
and she crawled into my warm embrace.

I was the one who stuck the blade in the gut of that pimp,
who broke her nose and made her bleed,
with a cowardess and souless backhand.

I walk into the moonlight,
hearing the somber tears all around me,
crash violently to the concrete pavement.

The Earth rumbles and erupts with these tears,
that are shead for fellow Men, and Women and Children,
but we all look at ourselves and smile.

Happy we don't pay rent,
happy we don't have cancer,
happy we aren't six feet under;

But we still all cry,
Why?
Somber tears all fall in one big wave

crashing violently on the concrete pavement.
Now the red light turns green,
and the traffic moves along,
the whore is still at her corner,
the pimp still with the blade in his gut.


Details | Rhyme | |

Death by Beauty

A smile moves across her lips
She gazes at her crime
A scar across her flesh and soul
To haunt her for all time
She’ll waste away for all she cares
Never stops to use her brain
Doesn’t care about the ones who are close
All she cares about is pain

She wants to be what the others expect of her
Doesn’t care about the self-respect for her
A rose can’t be a forget-me-not
Can’t she see what all she has got
Already?

Never to go back again
She feels the world is at an end
She will never show her grief
Although she’ll cry in empty streetS

She’d sooner live like a desolate mole
Living in fear in an empty hole
Screaming silent wails alone
Content to live in her mental home

A final tear falls from her eye
It hits the ground, it’s followed by
A beautiful body, mutated by hate
A kind word could have stopped it, but it is too late
One two many bricks in the wall in her mind
Molding her demise because her heart was blind
This self conscious being could never have won
For she was destroyed by the beautiful ones

She wouldn’t fight back, wouldn’t respect herself
In the end, she managed only to wreck herself
A rose can’t be a forget-me-not
Little did she know, she had all she had sought
Already


Details | Free verse | |

SUFFER NOT

SUFFER NOT

Suffer not o man she cried desperate for consolation
Compassion twisted and tore at her heart 
but the world she knew was silent.

Painful sounds from death filled wars, would wound her more
than jagged poison tipped arrows that pierced much too deeply.
And yet she carried on in quiet song as the world she knew kept silent.

And if the dying weren't enough, the sight of bloated bellies
and distraught mothers and sacked villages laid bare
by the unwilled force of child soldiers, would crush her spirit. 
How could the world she knew keep silent?

Thinking that God did not understand her despair 
She wept with abeyant tears that could not flow 
as the world she knew kept silent.

To live, to die in the soiled spattered flow of time
passing through, passing through
Is the secret so sublime? Cannot she grieve? 
Then silence no more was heard.

Instead a curious word within emerged 
from her meditation of life's graces
a Hebrew word "Bitachon"
What was not known in agonies 
was revealed in her silence.

C.A.K. 1-9-201


Details | Blank verse | |

Losing Sight

Why was I given these eyes that hide 
Behind this clumsy heart-
Hands and knees forever searching 
For an honest soul?
It feels as though we're wringing water
From a dusty rag.
It feels as though we're submerged in longing 
Ever drowning in our thirst.

Why was I given these eyes that grope
For another’s warmth,
When love is fired through a gun,
Or taken from a calloused hand;
Sight has cursed my heart to see
The naked spent to dust.

Blindness,
Kiss me with your tasteless lips and I will see no more.
I will not see their tears through mine,
I will not see their laughter;
I will not see their careless words,
Looking dumbly after.
I will not see their hateful glares that only’ve seen hateful eyes.
I will not see their broken ears that never hear my broken cries;
They’ll all be black to me.

Jacob Reinhardt							09/11/2013


Details | Rhyme | |

Suicide Bomber

You are a monster, a devil, a curse
Where you go crowds disperse
Death and disability, you gift to society
Cities littered with corpses in variety

You blow your own body to shreds
Along with it you annihilate hundreds
You kill women, children, young and old
As a reward your family wins some gold

Heaven is promised as your share
You for hereafter your life spare
Your turning of streets and roads into blood’s pool
Is a heinous crime you lecherous fool

You nothing but God’s wrath earn
Your body and soul will in Hell burn
Persecuted, tormented, lashed and cursed
Your bleeding wounds left un- nursed

The blazing Hell that never chills
Its belly with likes of you fills
Angels accounting for the blood spilled
And the number of innocents you killed

Who but you is to blame?
Those on whose bidding you played the game
Will not be there to rescue you
From lashing of angels black and blue


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

My own reality

My own reality


Can't you hear me talking to you anymore? My eye’s following your every move. Should I give up or embrace your touches?
My wounds are fresh and open your hug your kisses are like the salt of another truth what am I to say when my breath disappears.
Hey! Don’t ignore me when it fits you the best, like the snows in the twist the open hole where my heart was frozen over.
What other words should be entitled to convey the words I can speak but fear of the rejection. Standing tall and being dumbfounded are to different things. Nor am I plaything for you. But I shall believe in you and with every lie you tell shall it cut clean through.
Fall. Fall. Fall. Down to where the devil resides and tell the lies of the dozens. What a fake world did you live in where you could smooth talk your way into someone heart, have lost your ever loving mind?!
Of course the price is high to give up your ways for everything you see and hear as the price of devils height.
So how shall I explain my reality to you? 
I see you smooth talking your way into a problem to blame on another.
I see you breaking more heart then a Casanovas streak path.
I see you stepping over the ones you’ve made fall.
I want your warming embrace but at the price of hurting myself how should I let this change me.
My wounds are fresh and you lie and fake promises are the salt into those wounds, do you enjoy killing me? 
This is the reality, the only one I know, my own reality.


Details | Rhyme | |

Nothing More Or Less

Millions of lives and souls untold
And to account it all
Words, lines, films
Imagination trims
A sliver of soft, scarlet ribbon
Hollywood rounds
Quills deliver
Writers flare with passion so strong
Filling minds with fantasies, reveries, histories
Tragedies
We consume it all like freshly baked bread
We feed until we are engorged and fed
A viral, universal mess
Ideas and unmade memories
Nothing more or less

My eyes remain glued to the screen
Living it all out
Tears dare to flow—to doubt
I should have thought of that
Can I truly let myself believe,
Someone else lived that!
Pound away your directors, script-writers, fighters
For miles and miles of stories remain unread
While the unknown remain in the grounds of humble malnourishment
Dead
Careers for the mind with a twist of the fable
Left us savage for the meal and the crumbs under the table
I can never let the raw truth rest
Naked, bare and empty—soothed
Nothing more or less

I cringed for originality 
Observed the world through the unedited scripts
The very act, the poetry pact
The wild animal drooling in the back
I was slapped in the face by my boss who had cracked
As the reviews bloated less and less
They wanted something awful, something flaw-ful—something new
And this empty brain in agony—HISSED 
I have lived in no epic battle of account
Of the collateral sufferings of my brothers
The stories the red carpet smothers
And still I ache to create
Before the other ones discover
I returned with ‘‘oh me’s’ and ‘oh my’s’’
With a work of pure genius—a storybook of lies
Nothing more or less

Little have I lacked to dream
Of contortioned pulls and dramatic fire
Stories that rarely brittle or tire
I fiddled with precious glass on edge
Foully eager for self-damage
As if it would trigger some legitimate spark 
Searching for creatures and features in the dark
No one unlocked the passage that night
For the starving idea-parched malice of right
But all welcomed with open arms
A pale mannequin filled with jewels and charms
Consuming, fuming dooming
All ghosts hoping, screaming, looming
Hoping that one day they would find themselves on the big screen
Their legacy real as it can possibly get
Nothing more or less


Details | Rhyme | |

Seeking accompany

Seeking accompany- Zamreen Zarook
 
I kick to wonder what made me to cry,
Am really writing as a fry,
Myself launch to be dry,
This ink will be a victim for my cry.
 
What really went wrong with me all these day,
What made e to forget my last day,
I realized I jumped out of my track yesterday,
So I regret for that, what is called as present today.
 
Happiness have started to wave hands for this sinner,
Sadness have started to move inner,
The faults that I considered as miner,
So far changed as a miner of a winner.
 
My face was a comparison to sunlight,
Where as my routine changed it to moon light,
I wish to get that twilight,
As a sinner I started to search for that enlight.
 
I started to enjoy what is right,
I remade my faults as a kite,
I wished it would fly apart from my  sight,
My system said, you are free from your rubbish weight.
 
It proved that I always should depend on god,
In whatever the variation of my mood,
He is there to clear my victorious road,
So, I started to live according to His code.


Details | I do not know? | |

30,000 Lt Calleys- The My Lai Massacre

March 16, 1968 Viet Nam
    30,000 Lt. Calleys
There's a sound in the dark
of a shot to its' mark
and it's ended a dream for good
for a boy in his prime
who's run out of his time
and he dies from words mis-understood.
There's a girl putting out
it's what her life's about,
and the only way she can survive,
but she gave all she could
more than anyone should,
then she's wasted, because she's not alive.
It's the land of the dead
and it' s pumped in their head,
anyone looking cross-eyed must die,
it's a license to kill,
you can bet that they will,
in the flash and the blink of an eye.
It's the dark. It's the cold.
It's the growing too old
It's the leaving of loved ones behind
to a peace never found
and a war all around,
though it's not any war they can find.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa


Details | Verse | |

The Eves of May

Maelstrom, O thou devil 
Slither past last March then unto April
Into the eves and ides of May 

Thou cannot hide, but thou wilt try
To disguise thy age old blackness
Forsake what once were brighter skies
Stranglehold; sane extraction

And the spills of night
A new tone deafness
Burning oil; sentiment molasses 
Bringing storms that cloud minds human and fragile 

Spheres of moonlit halos
Become, no more than serpent spies
Peeking through faultlines of life
Dancing about to the madness limbo

One lost soul...
Shipwrecks against a sea
And there too does the twist of tango
Eyes of the deep; tentacles, touching me

Elsewhere, the raven flies repetition
Into glass windows
Blood stains upon a faceless mask
Drowns out the cries and the conscience

Of feathers blacker that lie strewn
Are the questions I have asked 
And the answers I cannot have

Let slip feigned breath of man beneath
A gargle from the cold tunnel brine
What's left surrenders alter to its evil
And nothing is, to evermore survive

And the eves and ides of May 
Are Saran gas upon a mass of land
Men of desparation hunger 
Eating flesh of man much meeker

And thou wilst not again
Glimpse thy rival sun
Nor when it comes, goes 
Or finality, when it finds its done

Inspired by the madness of Poe
That which is locked within us all


Details | Free verse | |

The Eyes

The Eyes

The eyes so shattered and so blue,
You sit there and you knew
The pain of losing someone close to you,
And you beg for their return,
But a wish so great, can never be granted.

The eyes shattered and blue,
Watch you,
Take the bottle and drowned yourself,
They watch you destroy yourself,
And they know what they do,
Yet they show no remorse, no pain in heart.

You fall asleep
On a dirty mattress,
Held up by broken dreams
And nightmares,
No pillow, no blanket
Just air you float on.
And your blind eyes close in the night,
The dreams come back to haunt you
And the eyes, they watch you,
So shattered and so blue.

Till three o’clock hits again
Wake in cold sweat,
Spiders on webs weaving a nest
In your head,
A cry out for the Madhouse,
Where the eyes so shattered and so blue
Stare at you, through a window with no reflection.

-10/3/2013


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Black Sea Of Hate

I have no desire to swim in your black sea of hate 
Nobody is born with a broken soul it happens along the way 
You push your way into this world free from sin 
You came with all your innocent traits 

I have no desire to sit at your table 
Where the linen is whiter than an untouched 
Blanket of snow on Monsanto Lake 
neither will I partake! 


Your Gleaming Gorham silver wares Clusters 
Like hanging mountain grapes shapes 
Yet, I have no desire to swim 
Or to sit at your table of hate 

When the children of the Black Sea are taught to hate the priests 
Kids up north blood stain the streets while
The Politicians laughed over $2000 plate’s dinners 
Who is guarding the gates of hell?

The World of Politic sure is wild! 

http://idyllmusement.freeforums.net/index.cgi?board=poetry&action=display&thread=6


Details | Free verse | |

Suicide

My life is filled with frustration, hate and anger
But is totally dominated by fear
Absolute fear

When I look into the mirror I see nothing
Nobody
I am stranger unto myself

My actions are caused by pure anger
I cannot control myself
I am violence

I believe in pain
I permanently need to be punished
I am pathetic

I have no other way to release my emotions
Only to hurt myself
And to drown in the mesmorising pain

I am overpowered
Overpowered by these emotions
Slowly they’re killing me inside

I have tried to fight back
But I am engulfed with problems
Problems with no solutions

I don’t care anymore
I hate myself
I am nothing

I won’t be missed
I had no purpose
I am useless

It becomes too much to handle
I am not worthy to live
I take my life


Details | Quatrain | |

Gone But Not Forgotten

I remember it now
Not all, but enough
To understand how
I am afraid to accept love

Because some love hurts
Especially the kind you gave
The kind nobody deserves
The kind that plants the seed of hate

It matters little if you feel remorse
Your guilt could never ease my pain
The damage you did cannot be reversed
I still wear the residue of shame

And you will never have my forgiveness
My hatred will be your only companion
As you lie upon your deathbed
Feeling frightened and abandoned

You still won't even have my pity
Pathetic as you are
All you will ever be is what you did to me
As I will always bear these ugly scars


Details | Free verse | |

My Problem

Born to live,
Never wanting to die,
fearing death to its every limit,
as blue eyed death grabs my shoulders
and laughs with grim
and I fear death even more.
Car crashes, murders, greed and envy
takes me to a place where I can't find hope.
Laughs grow and brings tears to my eyes,
I hope off trains and dodge cars driving down freeways
taking time to sit down and look at my ways,
that push me left nor right.
Up nor down can I see the time tick away
I can't wait till I walk Jacob's ladder,
till a black demon tears me down,
and sins rip me open,
like a surgeon to a patient on a table,
Me, myself and I take time to see the wrongs in life.

Do I dare shake the vines from the dark green jungles
that tangle deep in my mind, body and soul?
I shake with vengence when time turns its face from me.
Time has no time for me
and she takes me by the hand and wastes my life away
with endless heartbreak and drunken whores and buffoons,
who care only about themselves.
The evil souls burn away,
and their blind eyes do not see what they do to others' hearts and souls.

I believe the strangeness of me is that I love too much,
and care too much to actually open my eyes and see what burns away
infront of my very eyes.
I only see what my heart wants to see
my romantic side kills me away,
while my physical being is falling apart with heartbreak and sorrow.
The strange part is,
love was never there to be found,
and the strangeness of me,
is that I love too much to see blue eyed death coming to get me.


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When a Man cries Himself to Sleep

When a man cries himself to sleep,
it is a sad sight to see,
tears roll off his cheek
and onto his bed sheets and pillow case.
When you hear his somber cries,
you can feel his pain
when he wimpers like a child who treds in fear.
No one knows what they do to a man
when they play with his emotions,
lead him on,
take advantage of him.
They don't know what they do to an innocent man
looking for love.
They break his heart that is full of love,
they stab him in the back
when he needs them at his most vulnerable moment
they laugh at him, and tease him,
Do they know what they do to a man?
They slowly kill a man, who just wants a simple kiss on the lips,
they kill a dreamer, a good man, with a big heart.
They drive a man to his bed,
with tears running down his face
and force him to dream of nightmares.
When a man cries himself to sleep, 
it is that saddest thing to see.
Goodnight and sweet dreams...


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To Fade out

Rows of thousands buried underneath me.
I can feel them, 
their hands reaching out to me.
their bodies beaten with cracked skulls
damaged to no end,
all these things, 

..neglected attention..
..lacking of communication..
..no disposition..

all these things in this world.
shows their fight for life.

If I could feel death,
it would be faded.
Now I'm starting to see their position.
Because I've learned how to disappear completely.
This is where I end and you begin,
To fade out, again.


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Burn Away

BURN AWAY

We have all lost our way
To see starlight gazers
And men with broken hearts,
Seeking love in all of the wrong places;
Vacant lots, where women all looking for something,
But not quite knowing what they look for.
We have all lost our way.

The only hope of humanity
Is the shining sun
That breaks through the blinds of my window,
And the faint memory of me and her
Lying on our backs in a grassy meadow,
Holding hands
Looked up and counted stars.

Cities burn away,
Sky, stars, moon, sun all burn away;
The grassy meadow
Where we once lay, all burns away
Everything burns away,
Memory and desire and love all burn away
With the snap of a finger, and a new man
In her own life,
And I burn away.

A picture of her hung high and praised,
A picture of me, in a dark box
That collects dust, in some lonesome
And dusty, cobweb infested attic.
And I burn away with a new day.
I burn away.

A nightmare that I can’t awake from,
It is endless and repeats
When thoughts of her are all over my mind,
I cannot take such nightmarish reality
Too see her and smile,
And she walks away without a trace
Of ever returning.
And I cry,
And I burn away,
The tears wash the fire away,
And turn me to ash,
The wind picks me up and takes me away.

And for one peaceful moment,
I do not cry,
I do not burn away.
For a moment I am happy
And I smile,
And go away for a while
And let them all sleep in peace.

-10/2/2013-


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The Locklears Chapter One

"Wakey, wakey, sleepy head" the 
woman's voice was cheerful and playful
as she threw a glass of cold water in the 
unconscious man's face.  "Wha, wha, what 
Happened? Did I fall asleep?"  As the man 
opened his eyes he tried to move but 
couldn't. 
Looking around he realized he was in an 
upright position eagle spread.  Each wrist 
and ankle
was shackled, locked, and chained.  "I'm 
not into locks and chains.  I'm the one 
paying for sex
you have to do what I want."  The man's words 
were slurred as he looked at the woman.  "Poor, poor, 
little man I'm not a prostitute.  I just pose 
as one on the 
internet and in the streets.  That's how I 
get pigs like you" said the woman with 
an evil grin.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The 
Green Poet aka The Brown Philosopher aka Red Seven


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Let Me Go

Let Me Go!
I don't want this anymore!
I can't go to sleep at night,
all I seem to do is write.

Sometimes I read...
I read until I finish.
When I finally go to sleep,
I hear the sound of the alarm "BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"

Oh gosh,
I can't handle this anymore.
I am going crazy here
and no one seems to notice it, my dear.

I cry myself to sleep.
telling myself everything will get better.
BUT IT DOESN'T!
And I know I mustn't

but I want that knife
just as much as I want that gun
I hate this world
and everything about this girl

She sings and tries to get attention
yet no one gives her the time of day.
She falls into the books she reads
no one knowing, it is escaping, she pleads.

This girl is me,
oh but you knew, right?
Since all I ever talk about is me!
Gosh, can't you see?

I'm my enemy!
I'm my own nightmare!
No one is hurting me!
It is me who shouldn't be let free!

Lock me up! 
Kill me!
That way I won't harm myself...
I'd like it if it was someone else

Please, do me the favor
and let me go
for no one can save this girl
from this cruel world.


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teens life in Oakland

*A assignment was due in class. *

Every time a gun shoots
A tree looses its roots
Every time there is bloodshed
Along with it millions of tears are shed
Every time a heart is stabbed
Someone else’s life gets barren
As violence grows
Many more mothers moan
The sounds of destruction
Overpowers the voice of those
Who are innocent
Who suffer with no reason
Who beg for life
Who have heart full of innocence

Why do so much violence?
That the child’s cry cannot be heard
When his father is killed
Why do so much violence?
That a mother moans
Over her child’s dead remains
Why do so much violence
For winning any stupid battle
Which is taking lives
Of people who have wives
And mothers and children

When you can keep calm
Talk things out
Do whatever you can
To keep violence out
Because there is no sin as big as
VIOLENCE


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Her Final Words

"No." She whispered before drowning into her sorrows.
Her life had been a simple happy one. 
There were no pains and no troubles.
Life was life and people were people.
Life was simple.
and life was all about tomorrows.
Life didn't know about sorrows.
Her sorrows.
Those same sorrows that she drowned in never existed. 
They were never there, but where?
First to be sad in the naive town of joy.
Sorrow became contagious and what was known as happiness no longer was there.
It was non-exististent. 
A meager thought 
and a blessed memory.
She tried and tried.
She failed and failed.
Life was no longer hers.
For Pain was her only possession.
Her curse.
She lived and she died.
Yet, her legacy was passed on.
Never was it gone.
"No." She whispered before drowning in her sorrows, 
"Save them."


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Conviction

Innocents is purity, which evil preys.
To endure such beings may leave one in decay.
Anger and hate will fill your mind, weakness seeping down your spine.
Fear gives in, you can not breathe and can not stand.
Darkness overwhelming with the end at hand.

A reaper comes to collect your spirit.
But on this day you need not fear it. 
A helping hand he comes to give, he sees purity and light deep with in. 
Pick yourself up young lad and breathe deep, your life has meaning if you seek.
Your mind is poisoned and your heart frail. 
Stay steadfast your light will prevail.

Your conviction is strong, it never falters.
Take your pain and build alters.
Around your heart to ward off the dark.
Your almost there, protect your spark.
From the evil that dwells in your mind,
Leave it there and don't be blind.

Enjoy the beautiful things in life.
So you may better understand your strife.
For the road to glory is long and treacherous.
Do not fear because you are dangerous.
Armor thick forged in pain, spear of light leaving blood stains.

Do not fear the beast with in, control it and give it name.
Listen to the vibrations, now take aim.
He is your spear, your love is the light. 
Protect the innocent and fight.

Glory comes, but does not wait.
To seek it out is to seek my fate.
Innocents cries, evil feeds.
A spear of light is what I will be.
Piercing the darkness of evil deep,
Until glory comes so that I may sleep.


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Pardon my Insanity

I don’t want freedom. Forgive me for sounding paranoid or crazy.
But this man used me. After knowing my history of pain. 
Now I see why people kill the victims and themselves.
Doing away with all evil its emancipation. 
At my wits end. Where sanity has eaten away my brains.
Where my soul has no resting place. And tears are like acid.
That burns through my cheeks. Pardon my insanity.
For I have fallen too many times. Where getting up is just powerless.
My heart is caged. All the impact and friction it took, For years.
And still it beats. Keeping me alive to face another brutal blow.
Pain so severe. No medicine or words of encouragement
Can put me at peace. Love is inadmissible here.
For I am deceased .

01/17/13

 


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hanging around

as the wind blows south
the poplar tree saps black blood
soaked are roots with pride


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Killer Clown

Tear that have  fallen down my face
Gather in a pool around my feet.
My fears are coming true. 
You don't love me anymore.
I can see the hate fill your eyes.

You say that I'm just a useless
Screw Up.
I can't do anything right anymore
If you won't love me anymore then
I will hate you with such passion.

Don't you see what you've done to me?
I can't breathe anymore.
My heart's stopped beating
My soul's been devoured,
I am evil.

My friend stares at me from across the room
Waiting for me to lose my cool
To use him on my wrist.
Will I?
You caused this mess now finish it.

Don't stop hating,
Don't stop killing me slowly
Lock me up
Throw away my key,
Just keep him away from me.

It's all too late.
You can't stop him anymore
No more will I listen to you,
Instead of my wrist,
Should it be my neck?

So you wish that you had never met me?
Wish that all the damage I had caused vanished?
Like a cloud of smoke in the wind?
If I end both of our misery,
Would they understand?

Would they understand if 
My life ends today?
Would they laugh at me?
Spit on my grave?
Does this make sense to you?

Does the fact that I refuse to
Cower before you cause anger?
Do I cause the insanity to flare?
Am I the reason why you yell?
Did I kill you too?

Am I just crying for nothing?
Was there anything between us?
Am I just a fool?
Tricked by love,
That emotion that causes pain.

It started out okay.
Why couldn't I see that
You weren't feeling
The same that I was?
(He's calling out to me).

I'm scared, I can't see 
The light at the end of my tunnel.
Is it true that I'm the Devil's daughter,
Damned to Hell
From the day I was born?

Is this the way my light's supposed to go out?
Am i going to be the one who
Makes everyone laugh?
Am I just 
The Killer Clown?


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unnecessary chains

driving home
another late shift 
work long hours just 
to make dues
when the money I received 
gets paid back to you. 
lurking in the shadows
a man that has no soul
looking for ways to make
them like him more
his face is fresh I speak the truth
but justice isn't there...
all he cares is bonuses they set for him 
to slayer. 
corruptness lies where there is debt
and in our debt lies chains
the ones who say we're free are lame to think
its not a game. 
a joke, lies go up in smoke
as he goes home, with his bonus, alone.
wishing his dick was a little bigger. 
wishing the white girl loved him as much as she loves
the man he took away. 
Unnecessary Chains. 
Unnecessary Chains. 
his fresh robotic face
a disgust to the human race.


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No More

No More

Feeling abrupt,
Like a volcano ready to erupt
My soul a hurricane swirling
Around my empty mind and cruel
And forgotten soul.

Pain, feelings so strong,
It cannot be described
On a page with a pen.
I snatch the lunar eclipse
Away,
And beauty of the heart goes away,
No sight, no sound;
No pain, no sorrow;
No smile, no frown;
No anything, no everything.

A soul so black,
A heart so weak,
That love is long gone,
And will never return.

No pain is worth feeling,
And no pain such that I hold
Is worth writing away,
No use in finding love again,
When faced with heartbreak
One thousand times before.
No more pain, no more sorrow.

I shall go and sleep away the time,
Till Death comes calling my name,
And lilacs and violets litter my way,
And a single ruby hearted rose
Dries up and slowly dies away.

-10/3/2013-


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Weep and a Moan

Watching the sequence of sound coming out of your mouth...
But the screaming is too loud.
I can speak,
But my brain doesn't want to.

I closed the door.
Silence called for me.
Should I cry or should I run after her?

What have I done to you?
but love you uncontrollably.

Shes then left speechless.
It looks like shes out of breath,
but really I broke her.

She was fragile.
So innocent.

Run, Just run.
A gun raised..
up to her mouth.
And a taint on her heart.


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Helpless Hate

Her pain provokes an anger deep 
from within.. 
A hatred so ugly even the devil 
himself looks in disgust as he shakes 
an icy chill from his thorny spine.

Her struggle pains me..
A deep, searing pain in my chest; I 
close my eyes and picture cold steel 
hands ripping open my chest cavity 
and tattooing words of hate and sin 
on my heart itself. An excruciating 
burn that ignites my insides like 
Satan setting fire to a fresh 
delivered batch of tormented souls..

I hate her pain. I hate her struggle. 
Nay, I loathe them to my core, to 
the pit of my guts, to the last drop 
of blue blood from my fresh 
squeezed body.

How can I help? 
what can I do? 

Besides sit idle and watch the love 
of my life, the woman that gives me 
motivation to jump to the stars and 
reach my dreams, gives me the very 
air I breathe in my lungs; struggle in 
pain. 
The look on her face as these two 
things I hate torment my angel, rips 
my soul right out of my body and 
dangles it in front of me laughing, 
mocking me as it smashes it to the 
ground and stomps all over it..

"not any longer," I say to myself tugging impatiently at the pink wristband on my arm.
"I will not give up this fight."


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MY LOVELY HATE SPEECH

Open Letter to you,

MY LOVELY HATE SPEECH
I hate my speech today, yesterday and the day dust rises.
I was there opening my eyes carelessly, smiling like an idiot
I was gazing shamelessly, walking like an idler without course
Little did I notice my vehicle lose direction; little did I notice my head bleeding
I was just there; the settled dust rising, tables turning, grenades and bullets are now apples
Little did I know the power in my lovely hate speech. 

What pride did we get after slaughtering fellow Kenyans like goats,
What are the stuttering rifles rattling about, are humans turning game,
What are the grenades doing in civilian pockets, are they keys
Why are the churches burning, you cannot tell me tis the holy ghost fire,
What has that neighbour done, why is that policeman lying there,
Why is no body answering me, am I alone, or are you wondering too
Should I assess the power in my lovely hate speech, am concerned.

My love speech I hate you, my hate speech I love you
Both speeches are one, are the same, of same taste, I hate my passion for you
I love my fellow politician, i love his dirge during my friend’s burial
You bleeding mammoth my friend, I like your corrupt tummy
You scavenger of your own carcass, I like your greed for power
You megalomaniac virus of a beloved country, we love you, let us be
Little do we know death will let you release us, How uncertain are we of you.

My eyes are full of your ocean, the palace you exhume immorality
My ears are preoccupied with your desert, the desert devoid of trust, and the just
My nostrils have your pungent infamy, your callous greed, your everything
My mind can’t decipher the thought of your sanity, your policies and you
You make me lose taste, you make me look like you, you make me you
I am youthful to the economy, i am youthful to the wise, am not youthful to your “youth”
Little do i know death will let you release me, How uncertain am i of you.

Am talking about you, what have i said about me? What?
I hope I know the promise in my Kenyan Anthem
I hope I have a plan of getting rid of the chaff, the you
I hope am not you, i hope you don’t like seeing me wise
I hope your son is listening, the son that wants my very own daughter
I hope am the government, the government of me, for me and by me
I hope i know peace, the peace am preaching, the peace you hate. I hope.


Yours Kenyan,
Mzee Emmanuel Mwau.


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As The Other Me Takes Over

Society is a reason that has just ran cold,
Like the tempature I'm feeling never seems to get ahold,
The sadness lingers over and the beauty starts to fade,
When I saw all the negative on the news today,
The darkness that is surrounding me has found a new home,
Deep inside my brain it swells trying to kill the bold,
The new found confidence I had seems to have been old,
Like the old man with the cancer that has just got told,
I know he's still with me in my heart and in my soul,
but I just can't stand what this new year has to hold,
Will it be good for me, will I see, 
All the positive, when will the demons stop to breathe?
There like vultures in my body, I can feel them feed,
All this happiness that I held, were they just a dream?
I've found a medicene that will kill the pain, of the hurt I share,
Your pain it scars me like a knife cutting threw the care,
The worry of this generation is not what it should be,
But I was left with a gift, I'm lucky too be me.
Can I be the light, In the darkness?
Can I bare the stake running threw your lungs,
Can I be the air that you breathe when the whole worlds died,
Can I be the tears in the midst of happiness you cried?
 
Please love me now and in return I'll make your life worth while,
and you won't know what is hurt, I'll heal your wounds and take you from your life,
Give you a new start and I'll set things right,
I see the innocense in a noose every single night,
I wish I could pick them off the rope so high,
What would drive them too that point,
I regret the days I spent,
Being so unhappy in the life I live,
I'm trying to be proud in a world where it's scarase,
Where children have no parents,
Where the government is only but single Tyrants,
So make my job easy and give me the knife,
That will kill these lunatics that crave the night,
That don't do whats right,
I will train in the darkness where I'm the only light,
I will rid the world of there parrell and strife.
Please god just save me tonight.


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Existence

Once upon a time in the history of the past was born  into existence an evilness 
that would last, through generations to the end of time brought forth to man every 
imaginable crime. from the earth without form or void ,came the demons a sickness
 the paranoid.
  First came the demon temptation it grew fast across the unborn nations
then came death and hate ,nothing left for negotiation then lust and fornication 
raping the planet before life began ,the ultimate sinner was born a man.
Who created man, and what the hell is lust out from the heavens blew the wind and 
dust and there things are and what should be ,he who gave us the air was hung on 
a tree.
 they say he's the savior ,the savior of what ? and why would you save us from the 
things that we got, man is the demon created for sin, and when this life is over our 
death will began,
And then we will see what's good is not ,the life we have chosen, and we all have a 
lot of things that aren't true it all was a lie, we've all tried to live but for sin we will 
die
It does not matter what happened in the garden of Eden,we were created for sin 
hate and bleedin.
It now does not matter who beggat who ,were all goin to hell this much is true ,
  so hate who you want and love what you will, your as good as puppet just 
needing a thrill,  the past is history the future a bler life is for living 
              but death is for sure ..................................
                                                        James............................................................


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against my skull





Lovers hate with forceful Vengance
once it starts, no way to end it.
Lovers taste of someone different,
poisoned it, forever changed it.
Hating love thats left you lonely,
Burning fear comforts you coldly.
Hating hate that holds you captive,
feeding it, fueling it, keeping it active.
Lovely hateful memories, 
fill your mind, create disease.
one day  holding ceremonies
sunrise burning dead, deceased.
Hateful, lovely, lonely one,
hates himself for whats hes done.
Now theres no more sinful fun
no loving , no hating, just moving on.


Sets the barrell against his skull,
pulls the trigger, lets it go.
Hate, in red, now wall to wall,
upon the ceiling, down the hall.
Picking up pieces of their families lives,
left, the children to wonder why.
The earth now cracks, the ground runs dry.
So from above the couple cries.
Raining , pouring, floods of tears.
So many, unused wasted years.


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Light my bridge

T. Hunt
Verse/intro: I remember you showed me that path,
When you paved the road for existence. 
 ~Showed me all the cracked doors, broken escapes, and then the darkness.
I can barely remember the look in your eyes my demise I realized “deaths” upon us.
~So show me the way to ignite this fight let destiny control us.~ Inferno on fire like human desire it burns we perspire and it forgets us. So where does this lead I can’t see I can’t breathe I can’t speak I can’t eat I can’t….think.
Chorus: ~This fire in our lives just burns and burns I’ve seen the light and now this hurts. And through the night the devil lurks so light my bridge like fireworks and catch me in the middle…..~”ALL alone”
Verse 2 I’m searching for the black door “that’s unknown remembering the times when they closed. |~Forget about the painted rose the times I let my heart get cold. This is real. ~Stuck in the middle of life helplessly buried alive. This bridge is breaking my pride so somebody turn on a light. ~The darkness is flowing inside it’s almost if I was..To dive. Running and running while blind is like walking right out of your life.

Chorus:~ This fire in our lives just burns and burns I’ve seen the light and now this hurts.
And through the night the devil lurks so light my bridge like fireworks and catch me in the middle…..~”ALL alone”
~Alone __{reapeat 4x’s}___________
The  lights turned on this bridge is long.

Side bar:P
I=speak
“=influence{pause}
Tempo at 4/4 time 
~=tempo change
All original
No copywrite nessasary.


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The Death of Madamoiselle DuPont

(continueing the Monsieur L'Vampyre adventure)
   THE DEATH OF MADAMOISELLE duPONT
Dear Stella, up the path, into the park,
deep shadows hide the trees along the Seine,
the quiet of the night accents the dark
and you can feel your breathing now and then.

The peaceful gloom, enveloped by a mist,
all black and gray and shades of morbid white,
accentuates the place your eyes have missed,
where someone waits, who's watched you every night.

This place, where gendarmes warn to be aware,
tonight is more foreboding than you've known,
and so you pause; you look; is someone there?
it's then you realize, you are alone.

The snapping of your heels you hear increase,
as if the hurry puts your mind at peace.

Engulfed, the path leads up and from the Seine,
and then you'll be out of this narrow pit,
but suddenly you feel the eyes again,
much closer than a glove too small to fit.

You struggle with your thinking, in a word,
to flee or just pretend no one is there,
and so you hum a tune you've never heard,
and place your safety in your mother's prayer.

Oh, Stella, Stella, in the spring you'll wed,
your sweet Gaston. Believe he's at your side,
and you will laugh at all this gloom and dread...
though courage might have found you, it has lied.

The shadows all are moving; you can hear
the groaning of someone who's all too near.

The quiet; crickets sounding no alarm,
but now a drizzle rain cools at your heat,
and tingles flowing down onto your arm
remind you of the friends you'll never meet;

quite suddenly, he's grabbed you from behind,
and muffles any sound you might have found,
you cannot scream, to hurt is in your mind,
but he's too quick, he's pinned you to the ground.

Who is this thing, your lover or your friend,
you might have pained...why does he want you dead?
or is this just someone who brings the end,
you've never known, with killing in his head?

You feel no teardrops, feel no blood nor fright,
there's only blinding, blinding, blinding light....
© ron Wilson aka Veebdosa the Doylestown poet


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I want to kill her-please try to stop me

I know she doesn't like me at all
I can see it
I can feel it

I know she wants me to fall
To fail in life
To have all the strife

She's been telling wicked things about me
She treats me like something she can't see
She is but a witch
born to give dark colors to the fairytale of my life

She doesn't talk to me
And if she would, it would be in most brutal way
I don't want to look like an enemy
But she's been making me hate her more

I tried my best to make friends with her,
But she closes her door..
I tried to reach and understand
But she wont give me a single chance

Can you please give me an advice on what to do?
I don't want to sin against Heaven, but she's turning me into a devil one.
My anger wont subside, it lasts forever.

And if she remains her stupid attitude
I could get a dagger and stab her up..To kill her is easy
But i won't do that
I may be in the state of hatred but i still have a conscience.

Please reply to this ode for this is a real life situation.
There really is someone i hate so much and her name is Fia

I need your advice. Thanx


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Coward

People want to commit suicide,
people choose to die over livin life.
Why has it come to be this way?
Why has this life become so meaningless,
that we just want to throw it away?
We become selfish and think our life is so bad,
dont think of others who's lives are worse, But still greatful for what they have.
People take for granted the things they've got,
clothes, food, smokes and shoes, even a roof or a bed,
They dont think of the homeless,
the hungry, not even the cold or the hot.
They just think they want to be dead,
Things happen in our lives that, to us, seem bad.
We dont look for help or trust any "friends"
All because of the past we've had.
Dont be a coward and run away,
Stick it out, Live life,
I know that there's alot of strife,
But stick it through day to day.
People want to commit suicide,
people choose to die over livin life.
Why has it come to be this way?....


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The Black Abyss

Sinking in deeper,
No way to escape,
The dark and scary Reaper,
Fore told in the Book of Life.

Is this my end?
Will I ever see the light of day again?
No. My wounds, I must mend.
I must find my strength.

Stand my ground,
Face my fears.
Only then will my voice be found
I must survive.

Break the suffocating chains,
Run from the darkness.
Power will fill my veins.
I will Fight!

Fight the painful names,
The horrid memories,
The demented games 
And escape My Black Abyss.


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My soul in shreds

I use to be a whole person with a soul in one piece and my sanity in check.
Then you evil men called me “Fatso” out of hate and spite.
This made me break and snap in too many ways.
I can’t control it my hand has risen and crash.
My fist has plunged into his head what is happening I can feel myself shredding.
And being just remainders of what I use to be this madness of hate is consuming.
But to tell you the truth it makes me feel happy on the inside that these disgusting people’s 
blood.
Is now raining upon my skin I crave it I love it that this justice is served warm and red and 
covers my skin.
Now the police are coming but I welcome them because my sanity has left and my soul is 
shredded.
Now bleeding my will to live I will end my own life before they can get to me goodbye SMASH!! 
“Blood spills in pools on the floor.” 


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AFGHANASTAN WINTER

         AFGHANASTAN  WINTER
The freeze has brought them to a winters' night
they've made themselves, forgetting what is right,
and they can see their children cry
but not a one will reason why,
nor think upon enough to see the light.

There's no repent for killing as it's done
and no resistance to it going on,
just hate on hate that only grows,
the hint of peace that never shows,
with lots of blame, enough for everyone.

And to this chaos, we have paved the way
for men of opportunity to play
and build their fortunes from it all
while winter makes its frigid call,
and brings another dark and longest day.

The heros are not known, til dies are cast
til all has slipped away into the past,
and truth is what a baby hears
but laid to rest in later years,
and right is not defined until the last.
© ron wilson the Doylestown Poet


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My Vision of the Indian Slaughter

That day is etched in the back of my mind still
I was five yet I can still hear the screams and cries piercing in the clearing
My uncle Hodge was in the saddle on Babydoll
His best friend Wade was on a stud dealing with those problems
My uncle said " Timbo look theres Indians" then they both took off at a gallop
I look and at first I did'nt see nothing
I knew they was playing so I thought lets see if this pony can catch em
But wait now I can hear them
I look and I see women Indian and children running into the clearing
I was'nt scared they looked like innocent women and children
I figured I would see what they wanted
Then I heard the hooves beating into the earth
Then I knew their situation
I waited to see if I was mistaken
Then I seen a Soldier on horseback with a saber
cutting down a young warrior
I heard the cries of his mother
as she ran to her son who was slaughtered
I hallored at her 
I told her not too
He waited till she got closer
He smiled his eyes lit up and he struck her
I was like if I had a gun I would help ya'll
But Im not a sheep to be slaughtered

I still go there, I have found arrowheads and pottery
I was baptized in the creek beyond the clearing
There I have made money 
On Christmas I went to p[ay my respects
To that young brave warrior
I found a dead fox then
The cactus are black and dying
It is sacred ground
It is where I will face them


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Death

The cries in the night as you shed your tears, 
Nobody to console and hear your fears, 
The nightmares as the take control, 
Now I shall show you my other face,
Let the nightmares take your peace,
Let the damnation steal your joy,
There is nothing left for you
There was never anything here for you
Death is a note, thats beauty is black,
As the fire inside let it burn you alive,
Death is friend that will take your pain, 
Let your pain fester, and infect,
Do what you wish before I interject,
Death is brother who needs your love,
The Funeral Pyres burn your soul.
Welcome to world where damnation reigns,
We all will die someday,
And Death will one day rule us all, its inevitable why try to hide,
Never to be loved to never to love, Death is a note,
A note that rules you


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Never Take Hate Outside

When you're hurt inside,
And there's no where to hide,
And there's no one on your side,
And it's killing your pride,
Inside,
Never take hate outside,

When your heart is chocking,
The heavy words never spoken,
The things that hurt you inside,
When love has died,
Inside,
Never take hate outside,

When your heart is gone,
From being alone,
And it beats a solemn tone,

When you're cold inside,
It's only a short ride,
Never take hate outside


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Firing Squad

Take it away Right now—see here…look here Run into the light where one shadow casts an intent, lowly eye Into the very heart of the storm, the words fall with might You see a word and take sail as doubt and understanding foretell A heartfelt message meant to destroy all that behold Look here! Crush the thoughts that bind you The past that releases shards….murders of ravens Pecking infidelity into your weakened visions Forcing you to turn the other way and not listen NOT listen To the sounds of vibrant declaration driven from the blood of the lost To the taste of defeat lathered in pride for the slowly dying sun To the pinch of the skin upon the tethered limbs Squeezing the wrists holding the ink Releasing…releasing The very blood that drives it! That mind—how burdensome to the mass! Crawling about for purpose Searching—the best for last! Firing squad! Gone— Sniveling snobs of insipient tact—obsessed with some artillery pact Marveling at what sophisticated solidity can do to drive down a life Move a herd of scared animals across a wasteland desired Bile like the water source held back for the more important Sniveling sad, chauvinist snouts tracing the secular age of rot Eating everything they got Wishing for what the sad ones hold on to The only thing that keeps that eye dry Take it away and words go awry In chaotic monotony Barging in matrimony Forcing the impaired to repair Kindling a fire already put out by your thoughtless glare Curse this burdensome mind of the masses! Curse the unpainted lines that omit from my very lips! As I read every scourging fire bolt out All one sees is the words protruding out From a heart so bitter by bitter alone Trusting in the meter, the rhyme, the tone! I left the earth too far to return! Fresh! Lowly, but fresh! Immanent in high regard TO THE OPPRESSED Take it away Right now—see here…look here Run into the light where one shadow casts an intent, lowly eye Into the very heart of the storm, the words fall with might A burdened firing squad faced a mirror And shot blindly Through fear


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I Hate You

I hate you, whoever you are,
I hope your hit by a car.
I hate you, you took my heart,
When you took his life before it got to start.
I hate you, for taking him away,
And haunting my life with that day.
I hate you, its all your fault,
I hope you feel a knifes assault.
I hate you, for doing this to me,
I hope your torment you'll never be free.
I hate you, everything you are,
I hope your doomed to a hell afar.
I hate you ooh so much,
I hope you feel deaths touch.


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bloody red roses part 2

     She lies in a pile of bloody red roses

She left a note to her folks  saying

" I cant go on im sorry"

      It didnt say why

But still we cry

      We are all very sad

some of us are mad

       none of us are glad

She'll b greatly missed

        To me she was like a sis

But when will the rumors stop

        Noone knows the truth not even the cops

My pain is great 

       I wish we hadnt been late

But when we got there 

        there she lay 

on her already made bed of

Bloody red roses


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Valentines Wishes On Dresden

    Valentines Wishes On Dresden
Awakened before sleep had settled in
she peered out to the night of Dresden's way
and though her hero had no war to win
she blew a kiss to him, as if to say

"mein Fuhrer, this, your Fraulein dreams of you
and vishes you could feel this love of mine
I've done most everything a girl could do
but foolish, hope to be your valentine."

And then the bombs fell from a troubled sky
as if mere kisses from the Butcher's lips
before she'd even ask her Heaven why
her world was blown apart by groaning ships;

    the understanding of it all is rare
     in part because the world just doesn't care.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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Garden Club Ruse part 1 of 2

For years no one ever had a clue...
Of the secret she hid..no one knew..
The child inside her never shed a tear...
Although she lived everyday with fear...
She grew up never knowing what love was...
Till that fateful day, when he met him on the bus..
He was tall and handsome and had a great smile...
Knew all the words making her feel worthwhile...
They fell in love and soon were married...
And that’s when things changed...the love got buried..
The days were long and the nights were lonely...
They seldom spoke, and if only...
She hadn’t seen that ad...this never would have happened..
Join the Garden Club today and...
 wipe all your cares away 
There’s more to this story..I must conceive...
So please follow this sequel and I believe....
You will stop and think of the words I wrote...
And perhaps even take your own personal note....
	


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From the heart of society

Theres a girl 
she pours out her heart 
gives him everything
changes her hair goes to get 
fat sucked out of her cause no 
one tells her that she really is 
beautiful she goes home to see him in bed
kissing another girl, then get up and smack her around
people ask where she got her brusies and why she hides her face
but behinde that mask hideing her scars is a girl fearing for her life 
scared to go home to that man that just might give her more scars.
Theres a guy 
who takes care of his brother
comes home and covers his brothers ears 
while his mommy and daddy make him fear
fear for his life his mom brings home different guys 
every night, daddy is never home but when he is 
they fear for  there life that just maybe that might be the last day 
the last breath they live to take
Next day he comes home and sees mommy on the floor bleedin 
his little brother tied to the bed stabed in he chest 
he tries to run but trips and falls
three week later the found him floating down the river..
These are the  people we ignore every day 
the ones that cry out for help
 the ones that need us the most..
The ones that are pimped out and dont see there beauty
 the ones that hide the scars that the one they love put on there face
This is our world and society today


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MLK - 1929 - 1968

MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your dream

there is much to fight for
and much more to struggle for

and much, much more
to fight for still

so
your dream resounds in
our hearts and we pledge 
this to you today
for though they shot you down
all those years ago on a memphis day
we shall overcome
this we do believe
deep in our hearts
that
we shall overcome
someday...


(for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)


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The Unfinished Chapter

The beginning was a question,
Dealing the the heart's true want.
The prologue filled with innocence,
And lovely sober thoughts.

Then stories took an awry twist,
And things came complicated.
The feelings that were filled with love,
They soon became sedated.

Now drunken, hopeless lonliness,
She walks the path alone.
You chose another over her,
And cast her from her home.

With founding hate the mourners cry,
And wear their veils of black.
The girl you cast into the Earth,
Has had her "heart attack."

With seizing pain the letters scream,
Up at you from the grave.
To know that this is all your fault,
It sets your soul ablaze.

But not for long, you'll see her soon,
In hell or heaven; both,
Are good as any other choice,
So you won't have to be alone.

With hate and tears and love and fears,
You bid the world good-bye.
Take one last breath and then you jump,
A soulless suicide.

The epilogue will bear your name,
Forever, etched in stone.
You gave your life to end her strife,
And so she wouldn't be alone.


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Unsaid Words

Cognitive simplicities reveled in each line Nothing is impeccably right, nothing is fine I reach the path where a lie is justified by words By the time it is finished they flee like birds Into a path where their tattered wings can heal Where darkness cringes and the hidden scrolls seal I need to find the light where the rhymes deem right I need to see how much I can bear it this night I am cradled by unsaid words every solitary day If only the words I write that linger could take the pain away I want to see you again, but as I unfold within These undaunted subtleties tear away the skin You are left in bear bone while I am still alone A crowd surrounds me as my mind begins to roam Scratching out a line to make room for the lie, The truth stammers and withers as the birds fly by


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Alone With No Sense Of Direction

I am a lost person, but I am not alone.
I make choices in my life and I choose to let go.
I need a change of space, and my lyrical notes,
The beauty and the face should fade, but more I want to grow.
The nobility in life is sad, when madness is a nuisance and insanity a fad.
I have some regrets, some I can't forget,
but If I can't forgive myself, then who will forgive my sins?
I'll give it my all, and pray I win.
I'll keep my heart locked and throw away the key,
never let anyone inside, so I can remain free.
Can I question a higher power, or would I be dead,
The scum of the earth, creating poetry that is read,
by the mindless masses, blaming the heart to death,
I hope this will heal me, burning the past, 
The beauty in the innocence, never really lasts.
I have a feeling tonight will open my eyes, 
and guide me too the light instead of lies.
I'm praying to god that you are how I think you are,
because I need compassion, not just a broken heart.
I don't know why I like you, but you seem to close to part.
Please don't leave me here, surrounded in the dark.


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Investigating Jack the Ripper - The Bait

He cuts throats too, my dear friend Ramsay!
How can I sing myself to comfort,
Sing wonderfully, as my father brags,
With a cut throat!?
Perhaps the draining of my fluids shall be our killer's lullaby,
As he sleeps soundly with the soothing flow
Of my newly dead blood!

With an uncertain sigh,
I now stand alone, quaking!
Cruel thought imagining despairing fate
How could Ramsay have so much faith in a cowardly girl
When faith is simply what she lacks? 
She is out to find an evil one unseen,
A twisted fiend that can be he that passes—or he!
Where shall she go from here?
Surely she cannot stand in this spot forever;
The rain has already chilled the coward to the bone,
When all she has on for warmth, the foolish child,
Is a thin old sweater?
But, ah, her bone is to be chilled once more,
And the weather, I'm afraid, will not be the cause. . .

-this is a dark soliloquy of a character in an unfinished play about Jack I wrote... maybe a couple years ago? I gottah put a date on these things! Haha-


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Baby Soldier (Ethnic Cleansing)

Someone tell me where we are

not all that close, not all that far

Marching feet and distant drums

but I can't see where they come from..

Baby Soldier with angry eyes

filling empty space with hate

for fat old men made fat on lies

it's not your fault..........it's just your fate

Baby soldier

Slaughter in the market place

You heard their cries, you saw their face

How then can you sleep at night?

How dare you say, "everything alright"

Baby soldiers with empty eyes

empty minds refilled with hate

for fat old men made fat on lies

while baby soldier licks the plate

Baby soldier

Dancing in a rain of fire

Just one more death for your empire

but baby soldier dies alone

his soul is gone his heart is stone

Baby soldier with empty eyes

filling empty space with hate

for fat old men made fat on lies

It's not your fault It's just your fate

Baby soldier

Baby soldier lay it down

the crops won't grow in blood soaked ground

but baby soldier cannot hear

above the sound of hate and fear

baby soldier with angry eyes

feeding on their hate and fear

while fat old men get fat on lies


everyone dies that's why you're here

Baby soldier

Someone tell me where we are

not all that close not all that far.


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The pain of your memory

Cold and numb standing motionless lost in thought how could this be how have u passed me by it feels as if 
only yesterday I held u in my arms smelled your sweet perfume heard your tender loving voice now it's all a 
blur nothing but emptiness and bitter hate fill my vain's I clench my fists staring at the world how cruel it truly 
is disgusted by the lies crushesd by your betrayal no tears will fall for i've cried myself dry I curl up into a ball 
holding myself my heart slows I feel myself dying all I have left is this picture and distorted memories that I try 
to hold on to but they slip further away as time passes I'm reduced to nothing I'm ice cold numb to the world I 
no longer feel I am consumed with hate I'm dead inside but somehow I still manage to breathe  


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The coming

Don't look now, for your too late.
You have all you that you want, nothing that you need.
You have forgotten who you are, you are what they say.
Read, watch and learn what they say,
This is the way of the world.

Pay your taxes, then pay with your life.
You fund the elite and they don't care, just pay.
Just get in shape, the one with three sides.
This way they can keep an eye on you, for your own sake!
This is the way it will be.

War to save other countries, because we can obviously help.
There is no other motive, what a thing to suggest.  
They will destroy currency, then plummet us to hell.
The false prophit will save us, he promises!
Look up at the skies.


Marshal law is written in destiny.
Along with the mark of the beast, show me your right hand.
Stand in line, follow what they want, they will keep you safe.
Hand over your money, it will be worth zero anyway.
Don't resist, they are here to help.

The population must decrease, for we must all agree,
500 million is enough, don't you think?
Hand over your weapons to the Russian military, they'll be here soon!
You don't need them in this peaceful time, what second amendment?
Tell them what you are doing on Facebook.

Beware your friends, beware your family, trust no one.
You are not safe, stay close to them, they don't want to control,
Let the peace keepers keep peace, god bless the U.N.
Let religion fight...they will not intrude, oh, unless there is oil.
Who will you believe in? Yourself? Don't be stupid!

Open your eyes, see what is going on in the world.
Remember propaganda is everywhere, question everything. 


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It's Not Your Fault

The thing about life
is that
it can end in an instant

When the rope of the
harsh words
wraps tightly around your 

Neck squeezing tighter
and tighter
you just want to jump

To end it all to end all
the pain
and the hatred and words

It is not only the words
that push
you over the edge

It is too the fists and
the feet 
that slam into you

Over and over
without
a break with out letting up 

Making you break down and slide down
the wall
and cry and cry and cry

One phone call can 
save a
live, stopping that jump

Stopping the self hate
and
spreading the love

The love i have for 
you will 
never fade or die and i hope

will make you better
to sleep
and to be able to be 

Happy again to 
be happy
forever and always with me

just remember and know
that it's
NOT YOUR FAULT


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Demolition Lovers

"This time we will show them all how much we mean"

Walking into the school
Short blonde hair
Stunning blue eyes
Wearing make up on his face
The paint on his face
Is a skilled drawing of a skull
As he passes
Everyone starres
He keeps walking foreward
Not looking at them

She enters through the other end of the hallway
Long blonde hair
Deep brown eyes
Also wearing makeup on her face
A skilled drawing of a smaller skull
All the girls she passes
Starre at her
Wondering what kind of girl would 
Wear makeup like that

The Boy and the girl
Meet in the middle of the hallway
They hold eachothers hands
And continue down the hallway

Seeing them from behind
You read on his backpack
"I gave you my bullets..."
And on her bag you can see
"And i gave you my love"
They walk out of the school together
All the teachers starring
All the students watching there every move
They walk straight out to his car
A black Mustaine 1998
Before they get to the bridge 
He ties there hands together

They drive 10 miles
To a bridge
Theres a hill
A bridge
And a river
Hes going 90 mph
She clinches his hand
He looks at her with a smile on his face
She looks back at him pale as a ghost
The car jumps over the bridge into the river
The lovers dying on empact
Forever tied together by
The rope he tied earlier

Like a bed of roses
Theres alot of reasons
Why we are laying here
As we are falling down into
The pool of blood
I see your eyes
I mean this when I say forever.


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My Shadow



Blackness, a dark version of me, badness, negativity.

No matter how fast i run or were i run too your right behind me.

Even the brightest sun doesn’t destroy you, you only exist because of me.

All i know is when i face the darkness you disappear, but to only return when the sun rises.



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My prison jump suit

Used to be an individual
now I'm just a complex number
stripped away from my own individuality
made me uncomfortably wake from my
slumber.

Used to be a boy wonder.
I was living the life.
Didn't think I'd get sucked under,
didn't think I'd end up wanting to kill myself
with a hunting knife.

My wrongful deeds have made me feel as if I'm living in a 
dreadful still life picture,
wishing someone would look at me
and reconsider and view me as a normal fixture. 


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Storm

Nothing but a waste
you’re just a reckless disgrace
too much power
for a deceiver

It's not right
I see light
It's not near enough
for me to go 

It's my choice
so don't you treat me like a play toy
I'm not yours
to control

Cause I will storm in after you
If you take her far away from me
And I will storm in after you
If you take her to the grave with thee

You take our race for granted
and you're highly overrated
you're always taking
my friends

It's not right
I see light
It's not near enough 
for me to go

It's our choice
so don't you treat us like we're play toys
we're not yours
to control

I will storm in after you
If you take them far away from me
And I will storm in after you
If you try and take them to the grave


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Shadowland

We enjoyed ourselves, 
We had a few laughs, 
You never knew this, 
But i love you, 

The day you left my tears began to come, 
I couldn't bear to see you're coffin shut, 
You weren't just my friend, 
You were my best friend, 

That night i saw you killed, 
Was a night like no other, 
I couldn't stand her taunting face, 

Now i write this alone, 
I hate this world, 
But now i will leave it in peace, 







I will join you in the shadowland
    We enjoyed ourselves, 
We had a few laughs, 
You never knew this, 
But i love you, 

The day you left my tears began to come, 
I couldn't bear to see you're coffin shut, 
You weren't just my friend, 
You were my best friend, 

That night i saw you killed, 
Was a night like no other, 
I couldn't stand her taunting face, 

Now i write this alone, 
I hate this world, 
But now i will leave it in peace, 







I will join you in the shadowland


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Don't get mad Get Even

My God don't I have anything to offer to anybody can someone help will any one 
bother. I feel like I am nothing at all and I am mad at myself I can beat my self up 
that still doesn't help. Just problem after problem life seems so cruel and I am 
tired of not knowing what the hell to do. At times I think about what right for me, 
but its clearly a waste of time because all of the hopes I have every had was only 
in my mind. I feel so bad and my heart feels sad  and the tears I cry now will fore 
ever last I guess that why I'm all ways mad. I have lost my spirit and deserted my 
soul just a wondering lost sheep with no where to go. I have lost my smile but 
gain a frown and my heart is weeping and breaking down.

Why do we cry?

Why do we smile?

Why do we hate the things we no nothing about?

Why dose love hurt?

Why dose one kill?

How dose hate find me and choose how I live.

Is there a solution for a sheep who has lost his way or should he be punished for 
going  astray.


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Lets eras hate

Take my hand victims of hate don’t be afraid I’ll pull you up and away from this place Come with me into the night We will walk down lanes of soft moon light Come to me lonely souls Fight for your right to be heard Open your eyes sunshine Day light has casted a hazy glow Were not alone Others walk this hidden path as well Put down the knifes that carve your flesh Sew up the wounds that bleed and fester with loves string Take their hands Hold them tight Reassure the need to stay For we all fear the fall back into abandonment Cradle the young left on the streets Fill their hunger by staying with in arms reach Let us walk as one A line that reaches shore to shore For we are strong and loved When we remember are hand are linked as one Let your feet stomp down hate Your hart sing songs of strength Don’t let genocide harts think their forgotten Let them find sanctuary in are rebel arms For hatred has wounded and scared us all Take them up and sooth their fears Listen to their stories of war in time when it seems so unfair Do not weep alone my loves Let your tears falls on the shoulders of use that have healed some Rubbing your back to sooth cocking sobs We all must weep when things have become too much to bear For you are not alone nor week Even when others pass over you as if you’re unseen So to all my passer bys Bullies Racist And you that pray upon the “week” I can not hate that what you are But I will rebel agents that what you do For us who you hate and torment out number you One day you will feel the wrath of what hate can do And when you do………….. Even you may join are line For even you will cry Even you will feel alone Even you will one day want to die Perhaps you all ready do Perhaps now you see We all need love Love from and for each other We are all human Even you


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A June Night in Rotgut Saloon

A June Night in Rotgut Saloon


In walked Lefty Red behind him lay many dead
into this old dusty town his tired horse had tread
Well known his draw was quick as lightning 
his stare deadly cold and so very frightening

Stranger where is the nearest watering hole
getting drunk and riled up is my goal
Ahead 120 paces is our old Rotgut saloon
enter there and you'll get your wish soon

Lefty Red , cold, bitter and as hard as granite
entered and saw a scene like he had planned it
Crowd was loud, rowdy as hell and so very drunk
beer and whiskey flowing , an odor foully stunk

Give me a beer and two shots of your best redeye
send over that sweet blonde philly that I spy
Barkeep did exactly as he was very sternly told
That philly's man was none other than Billy Cold

Billy Cold that had 7 carved notches on his gun
even once cut a man slowly to death just for fun
The stare sent a hard and well understood reply
want this har' woman , get her , jest you try

Lefty Red knocked down whiskey shots and his beer
spun around to show a fastdraw rig , he had no fear
Billy wasted not a second to make his best play
drawed his 45 to make that insulting Lefty Red pay

As his hammer was so very quickly cocked back
his ears heard a loud booming pistol crack
A huge hole suddenly tore open in his chest
a mistake, for Lefty Red was always the very best

Body was calmly , swiftly and carefully taken away
nothing new, this was like just about any other day
Lefty told the piano man to shut up and play a tune
time for the pretty saloon girl and getting drunk soon

Townfolks remember so very well that hot June day
Lefty Red had tested Billy Cold and made him pay
Forty-five slug and justice had caught up with that man
as Lefty Red had for seven, long searching years planned

 07-08-2014


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Red Eyes and Sinister Looks

Chains, hay forks, knives, and a hollow whisper,
become more true and sinister.
Halt in the middle of the moon light, 
and a waver image soon is no delight.
Voices run a muck in the head, 
so not calming you wish you were dead.
Gushing blood through the eye
not an image that you would rely.
Nails stuck on your neck with such pain
so your paralyze just little life sustain.
Hoodlums terrorizing people running a muck
did not really know they are in luck.
More dangerous beings are out their
to commit such act and with sinister stare.
Laughing with haunting echo's through
is an aspect of fear can imbue.
The wind changes direction to smother
the echoing sound of laughter.
The panicking state that you are in
soon drives a knife within.
Blood rushing out of your vain
a crucial part of your life dropping like rain.
Running without a destination
you will never reach anyone of your relation.
Sliding your body on a wall
keeping your fall in a stall.
Red eyes you can see it at night
is soon devouring you with little bite.
Changing your belief with tonics of relief
and it is to late to turn a new leaf.
Ears start to deceive the animals sound
eating limbs are chewing around.
Slowly your red eyes steadily getting heavy
is starting to take your life with a levy.
Dropping down with no attitude
and your life force slowly loses altitude.
Breathing comes not so easy
smelling flesh seems so beastly.
The change comes a desire
with frightening red eyes of fire.
Comes more lethal than the hoodlums 
your heart beating like drums.
Your hand becomes all fury
claws come out and your howl with furry.
Trance your in with no one to blame
a rage thats hundreds of centuries of flame.
Rising from a slumber of long lust
a animal instinct that you can trust.
Tearing things apart with no meaning
is a trait that is so deceiving.
Red eyes at night you see in a window
like a poisonous black widow.
Keeps you in attack mode of insanity
that takes all your vanity.
Ferocious emotions eating away
the soul that you had once betray.
The echoing sounds of loud thunder
breaks away the armor with sunder.
You fall once again to torturous agony
the feeling of one self is so lonely.
Shaking in the corner you are found
with blood soaked skin you drowned.
The night becomes day cruel in some way
your memories go in disarray.
The hunters with torches and sinister look
had parted way their hands shook.


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Hell

Everyone's terrified of it
They don't know that I have to live in it everyday
But I do and it's sad to say that I'm use to it

I'm use to my burning flesh
The tears that run down my face
The pain that I feel
And the fact that I'm stuck in this place

I need happiness
But I never find it
I just want to know what it feels like
To not feel like shit

No one will give me a chance
To see who I really am
Instead of who I appear to be
They never seem to give a damn

No one cares that I'm here
I'm invisible
That is my biggest fear
To be forgotten in this hell


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2 - Messenger from the Dead

There is no power in death,
great enough to stop youth.
From what must be done,
souls taken one by one.

If God should stand in the way,
clear the path you will go away.
Should I contend with this power,
no choice it is the devils hour.

When the wicked rule in time,
deception reigning of crime.
There will be a stand instead,
where I gather the vengeful dead.

Amongst in Hell that we cower,
our vengeance will grow louder.
Strong enough in legions,
numbers increasing regions.

Then the wicked will fear,
what is about to come near.
No where near closer to home,
inside Hell's nightmarish tomb.


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Lost in a Memory


" Lost in a Memory"
Written by: Rodney Riggins

Can't forget I hate to concentrate
got to remember before it's to late.
Mind in a brainstorm hear sirens and 
loud alarms to paranoid to stay calm
my memory is lost and gone.

Lost in a brainstorm lost in a memory
brains all gone lost in a cemetery. The 
world has raped me making me hate me
my mind has escaped me still it's a memory.
Violence I crave for death makes me crave
more love sex I'm a man whore a dog on
all fours

My mind is shot to hell my memory fails
as well my energy go to hell my thinking
now is dead. Trapped in a lost brain which
drives me insane the pain i with stain from
thinking now it's drained

Kill me quick kill me fast mind is dead not
gonna last pull the plug I'm leaving fast if
not I'll kill you then I'll laugh.

My memory has failed me I'm my own
enemy death is my only friend life 
wasn't meant for me. Memory is gone
forever pain will be eternity for those
who read this poem hope they can learn
from me.


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Mido Macia 1986 - 2013


Mido Macia 1986 - 2013


Mido Macia was a 27 year old Mozambican man, working in Daveyton near Johannesburg as a taxi-driver, who was found dead in a police cell, after police savagely dragged Mr. Macia whom they had tied to their police van.

The brutal incident of Mr. Macia being dragged was caught on camera and has shocked South Africa.

The 8 police officers involved are facing charges of murder, and have been suspended from the South African Police Service (SAPS).

This poem is an angry poem that I felt had to be written, because as a society, we need to ask ourselves and each other the hardest questions about xenophobia and intolerance and violence.





Mido Macia 1986 - 2013


Death came to Mido Macia,
a savage, brutal, hellish death came to Mido Macia.


Death came to Mido Macia,
death dressed-up in the colours of authority,
as callous, vile, sadistic policemen murdered Mido Macia.


The video-footage is blood-curdling,
Mido Macia being dragged,
his hands tied behind him,
to a police van.


But death came later to Mido Macia,
death cheered, clapped, and tore into Mido Macia.


Death came to Mido Macia,
in the cells where they murdered Mido Macia.



Death came to Mido Macia,
a fuelled, cheered-on, instigated death came to Mido Macia.


We are all culpable,
every one of us is culpable,


from racist 'jokes' emailed and texted,
to self-righteous comments about the 'foreigners',


from casual dinner-table conversations,

'they take our jobs',
'they are crooks' 
the 'they marry our women' kind of lunch-time chats,


racist, xenophobic, hate-filled talk,


to beating a human-being to death in a police cell,


or on the streets of Cape Town, Johannesburg ,

and in Daveyton,

where death came to Mido Macia.



Mido Macia 1986 - 2013




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Leaving

I hate it
Knowing you might not stay
It's eating your 
Life away
Sucking you up
Like a black whole
Taking in everyone you know.
I hate it
Living on
Wondering,
If you'll be gone
God has made his choice,
We cannot share,
what this cancer is,
because I do not know
If you can stay


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SUCH IS DEATH

SUCH IS DEATH

Hungry as death.
Impartial as death.
Absolute as Death.
Such is Death!

Grazing on souls.
Barely with no notice.
Might take me for a fool.
If I had no form of memory

Rancid as Death.
Uninvited as Death.
Insecure as Death.
Such is Death!

Sets anguish upon the family.
Ends a legacy of reputation.
Rules in all sorts of anarchy.
A check and balance of confrontation.

Clean as Death.
Maiden as Death.
Beautiful as Death.
Such is Death!

Never misses her target.
A bet with a perfect wager.
A dice with the same sides.
A sad tale but such is life.

Great as Death.
Cruel as Death.
Final as Death.
Such is Death!


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My saviour

I want nothing more than
my knight in shining armour
to come and rescue me.
 
To cut my skin that’s
as white as snow
with its sharp blade.
 
To turn my skin red.
For the pain and anger
to scar once more.
 
I want the anger to
trickle down my arm.
Turning it as red as roses.

I want nothing more than
to sleep for eternity
and to never wake again.


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Daddy it hurts

Sometimes, when it hurts too much,
When my cheeks are moist to the touch,
When all that hurt buried deep inside
Leaps at me like the tide

I press it down with glue, extra strong
Wrap bundles of tape around it, miles long
This I do, as I do best;
But sorrow isn’t solid but a cloud of gas.

It drowns out all the laughter, the happy parts,
All that filters through are the sobs from my heart.
It blinds me to all but a dreary grey,
All the vibrant colors slipped away.

So I prescribe myself to go through the day, laugh my laugh,
Until it sounds like the one from my happier half
And push the hurt to the back of my mind
Until the inevitable next time, an encounter most unkind.

Daddy I hate forgetting, I hate doing this to you
But Daddy it’s the only thing I can think of to do.


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Tears Of Blood

In my dreams her voice is cold,
Her haunting eyes so bright and bold,
She tells me she will take my life,
For all I caused that fateful night.

I beg and plead for her to go,
Her vile sole belongs below,
But she insists that she will stay,
And all her games I have to play.

Her wicked hands curled round my thought,
They make me gag and make me choke,
I wish I could escape this dream,
But her eyes so hard they gleam.

As I wake I find I cry,
To see that I have told these lies,
There streaming from me like hot mud,
As I see I have tears of blood.


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Battle Lines

Battle lines are drawn with no word uttered to act,
just a couple of simple emotions pain and loss fuel  this fact.
Bloodshed on the people we thought we could trust,
but now we know this is not true, as we lay our kin in the earth’s crust.

Vengeance is the fuel that fans the emotions of loss into hate,
for now it is not them but us that will decide their fate.
Call to arms the ones that have laid your brother to rest,
and in our embrace of steel find out who is the best.

When blood stains the ground and the hate sets fire to this land,
lets see past the smoke to who will finally stand.
In heated conflict our dance of steel and flesh will warship Aries the god of war,
and we will tear one another apart until we are no more.

Through the years our generation will hate the others without cause or reason,
For as the crimson moon passes it start another killing season.
Hate will boil and bodies will come under the knife,
and we shall take liberties on each other’s lands and wife.

All this pain will usher in a mindt Earth is a living hell,
and we will become prisoners within our own hated cell.
So before you step over line and fuel what you know is to pass,
lets buried our love ones together in the same mass.

After that, talk to me and so this could never happen while we our alive,
for if we don’t, in the future it could be us that will not survive.


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Cancer

I hate you is a strong word that should not be said, but now more than ever I hate you until death! My life is shattered, toren, weak at times, and even brusied. No matter how many years I've struggled to fight it, I always seem to lose. I break down and cry just like it happened yesterday, The day when the whole world stopped and you made me this way. It's been almost 3 years for one and the other just a little over two. The ones I held so dear to my heart, who lost their fight to you! They were young and still had alot to see, my mom only forty-two and Toshia only twenty. You drained them dry, and left them there to die. They fought and fought with all their might, but in the end let out one last sigh. But you see, even though you brought them death, they are very much alive and well. Because they are in heaven with Jesus and no longer living in your hell. Yes I do hate you with all my heart, because the truth is Cancer... You tore my world apart!


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Killing in Allahs Name

Killing in Allah’s Name…

…

Pieces of burnt flesh,

splattered,
in a school,
a market-place,
a temple,
a synagogue,
a mosque,
a church,

a man,
a woman,
a child,

charred hands, smouldering corpses, fractured bodies,
torn limbs,
dismembered human beings,

just human beings,

dead, murdered,

in Allah’s name…

…A 4 year old boy,
11 year old girl,
78 year old man,
40 year old mother of six,

killed, murdered,

in Allah’s name…

…Gandhi said ‘an eye for an eye will make the whole world blind’…

…

Complicit by my silence,

I stand in shame,

of the bigotry,
racism,
sectarianism,communalism,
religious fanaticism,
wars of aggression,
invasions of distant countries,
jingoism,
flag-waving ‘my country right or wrong’,
extremism,
blind nationalism,

perpetrated in my name…

…I refuse to be silent,
to be complicit,

while the slaughter continues,

each day,

in the name of god,
of country,
of creed,
of sexual-orientation,
of caste,

I refuse to be cowed,
to be complicit by my silence,

as the killing,
murdering,
slaughtering continues…

…You who kill innocents,

you who shroud your slaughter in scripture,

you who drape your aggression in flags,

you who cloak your hate in anthems,

you who veil your intolerance in finely-tuned semantics,

you who bomb school-buses,
playgrounds,
churches,
mosques,
temples,
synagogues,
libraries,
shopping-malls,
market-places,

have lost.

…You may sow terror,

you may pound cities from afar,

you may wreak havoc,

yet you have lost,

as,

you cannot kill us all!

We shall always be many, many more!

_________

“…all that is necessary for evil to triumph is for good people to do nothing…” – Edmund Burke


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The Shout


They stood there like ghosts
these apparitions.

 Survival was attrition-
 Eyes, like big black holes.

Slowly ,barefoot , moved 
these emaciated Poles.

The one in front ,raised his hand
and pointed to that heap of sand.

Skin hung on his frame;
who was to carry this evil shame?

He let out a guttural shriek! 
This shrouded and tormented freak.

Had bid farewell to his next of kin-
through the stacks this dreadful sin.

With feeble walk he made the gate;
aware that  they had not sealed his fate.


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To Kill A Killer

How can people take a life?
Pearce a rose with a bloody knife,
Take your innocence and make you see,
The horrors that are left to be.

Speaking with a serpents tongue,
To make your barrier come undone,
Spreading filth descizd as glitz,
Unwillingly you know you must submit.


As blood is spilt you must flee,
There laughter is what’s haunting me,
No remorse and no regret,
They take it all till nothings left.

There poison coerces my veins,
I swear if I see them again,
I’ll make them scream and watch them bleed,
And on there deaths I gladly feed.


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LEFTovers

Left in my own thoughts Tarnished forever through nightmares Pierce me with your passions…tangle me in your knots You left me…I have no choice, but to cry… I’m breaking by the seams I drink in the sorrow… I spew up regret… I cannot drink any further I drink and drown myself – unable to hope for tomorrow I’m left in my own thoughts…I cannot walk any longer I recall my past decisions…I’m swallowed up by the echoes of fear I’m not your valuable merchandise! Don’t seek me – you wanted your dreams to come true and peace to draw near Don’t count on me – I’m not wise! I’m swallowed up by the churning sea… Leading me to my own demise I drink in the sorrow… I puke up resentment…I’m upset and cannot go on with life I douse myself in my misfortune – no one listens to me… No one catches me before I wallow… Pick me up from the murky waters Lift me up from the gutters Make me spotless and leave me the leftovers Dress me up and hand me some covers I’m trying to piece together my fragmented thoughts I can’t see a happy ending in this scene – Preserve my notions in Your thoughts and save them like leftovers… Oh, but my thoughts are thrown in the trash like rotten leftovers – left unseen Tarnished forever through nightmares My foul ideas don’t have a structure – they’re just… Tangled up knots


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Fantasy

I want the world to burn,
I want to disappear.
I want to stop the pain I feel, 
I don’t want to be here.
I feel overwhelmed,
And wish to die.
Just to feel a simple emotion,
When I cannot cry.
I dream of ending my suffering,
Of slicing through every vein.
But each time I try to escape,
My efforts are in vain.
I dream of emptiness,
Because I cannot feel the joy.
I dream,
But feel no release.
I live a life I destroy.
And each time I cut,
I come closer to what I fear.
I wonder what would happen,
If I let go and lie here.
I’ve often thought of dying,
So much better than crying.
I dream of it,
Like a fantasy.
A dream I want,
But cannot see.
There are so many times I’ve had the chance,
The chance to end it all.
Yet I keep falling,
Falling and failing just to stall.
Maybe I’ll finally make it,
Kill myself and end the call.
Then I’ll find peace and end my endless fall.
But don’t cry for me,
I feel nothing at all.
I’m better off dead,
Than enduring the pain of my brawl.


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Despair

Despair is like lack of air
Suffocating on the inside
I need to hide

Run away from my mind
Thinking im in a bind
Hoping things will get better

I wish life is worth something
Something more then nothing
Is life worth the pain

Pain doesn't always lead to gain
Get high to forget life
Life always leads to the scythe


The Reaper will come for you
Who knows what paradise is like
Hopefully better then now


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Manic

Breath stolen breeds sharpness
Borne backward into infantile shrieks
The spinstress of sinew waits bated
For abhorrent heat
Of combustive, collapsive
Crossfire from echoing throat
Or burnt-bridge lungs
A visceral nymph thoughtlessly thieves
On Benedict tongue
Thrashing in maddened pace
Too shrill a manifesto
Skeletal soldiers charge
A red hill
Unsteady, uneven, not ready
Frenzy, not frolic
I am not a goddess
There is something to fear
I am something, I fear


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The Secret Behind Myself

Ripple, 
Ripple, 
Ripple, 
A man floats down the river. 
Find the answers to your soul, 
Discover your hearts desire in the place it all began. 
I stare into the eyes of the one I should know better than all. 
But I am a stranger in these lands. 
I search, search out the words, the question my soul craves. 
Why? How? 
How can you hate yourself when you are the center? 
You give relief to the thirsty, strength to the weak, 
You rejuvenate the cracked, the broken. 
You brighten all color, and give flavor to the bland. 
You resinate life and its many forms. 
Your ability to change form to fit the needs of all else and yet you harbor hate?
WHY DO YOU HATE YOURSELF? 
But silence. 
I see nothing. 
These waters have been tainted, mislead, polluted, and defiled. 
We wrap ourselves in pain, secrets, and despair like the fathers who've forgotten us.
These broken waters stare back at me, 
Unwavering and unknown, eyes cut deep into me, 
Its question for me is already known. 
Why? Why do you wish to die? 
Ripple, 
Ripple, 
Ripple, 
These ripples turn to waves. 
Splash. 
The answer is clear. 
A man floats down the river.


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Sacrifices

Needless explanations
For those who hear nothing
But themselves.
Eternal sacrifices that
Led finally to the end.

Maybe you still think that
It is worth it.
But I don't need to hear
Your points of view.
I will leave you dying slowly
By your own, and
I don't mind if there is
Any way to change your
Sufferings.
Because there is nothing
Good that you've deserved.
****
When feelings died
They are dead.


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Inner Fear

Your in a room.
There are no windows.  No lights. 
Your tied up and blinded by a fabric.
You hear a voice.  It says your name.
You try to scream.  Your mouth is tapped.
Are you going to die?
Warmth stings your chest.  Pain appears as if called from the bottem of hell.
You start to hear a man's laughter.  Sickly and dangerous.
You feel weak.  Your body starts to grow numb.  
Why is he doing this?
He speaks again.  He says your name.
You feel his breath kiss your face as he talked.
The smell of his drink makes you dizzy.
You feel a blade on your neck.  
Then....You feel nothing.


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Itachi's immortal

Itachi’s immortal 
He turned his life into a burning hell
For him…
He made his little brother hate him 
To become strong
Although he did not do something wrong 

I can’t explain his love
I can’t imagine the pain he has to go through
He made contracts, he killed people, He took lives
For him, just for him…his little brother

Itachi planned it from all along
Sasuke thought he was trying to kill him 
Sasuke lived three years with hatred being his guide
Grew strong, but not strong enough to kill him 
Itachi loved his brother so much, made him hate him
For the love that was impossible to last
Itachi allowed him to take his life;
Not explaining his actions, but following his heart
Itachi was a good man, after all I thought he was bad
Gave his little brother the powerful Amaterasu
To protect him, just for that 
Sasuke heard the story, knew Itachi’s hell
Tears falling from his eyes asking…..Why!!!


	 






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A Painting By Hitler

A Painting By Hitler

How did you make such beauty
Such perfect colors
Light and shadows set in just the right places
What were you thinking
Did you see the beauty of Austria
Did you imagine the people who lived in your art
Were they the blue-eyed blonde people you loved
Was your mind set away from the world you made
Or did you see every dead soldier in the colors
Was each brush-stroke marking someone else sent to the ovens
Why didn’t you paint the suffering you caused
The children and babies being killed at your whim
The old people who lived too long
The Jews, gays and gypsies who you hated for no reason
Why didn’t you paint them.
You will be remembered for all time
Not as an artist
You were never that good
You will be remembered as a murderer
You will be remembered as  lunatic
We will remember the millions you killed
The tortures you inflicted
We will mourn the people you killed
But no one will mourn you…ever


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Bygone Days

The sick sadistic people that torture the kid
Thinking of thoughts to fascinating in sin
Hiding behind a stature of loneliness he hates
A time warp in his chest it elates
Swaying through time with no cause or mentality
He don't want to feel like a congenital abnormality
Piercing his mind with no anesthesia
Mind caught in the lake of amnesia
Grasping towards another minoral fate
Sometimes in this bygone world its too late
Suffering a wraith in his vivacious serenity
So sad and unaware with no amenity
This boy has suffered for a time of days
Like most diverse and beseeching in many ways
But tampered with is his lamp of time
Puppet strings in his head now a mime 
The prescription of happiness is a lie
Bury the darkness as a maggot one day be a fly
This is the torture of a teen so young
Now no speech they take your tongue
Its over
Its over
Slit it in his own health
Slayed down for his enlightened death....


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Help me

I walk around these halls,
Feeling more dead than alive.
I don't want to be here at all,
I'm just praying I'll survive.

Nothing makes sense to me,
Everything is engulfing me.
Will you save me from myself
I'm scared of myself.

I'm scared of what I'll do,
I'm scared of what will happen
I'm lost in this world of fear.
I don't think you can save me.

I'm too far gone,
There's no going back,
The pain has just begun
Where am I at?

What world am I in,
Where have you taken me?
Why can't I awake from this,
This is a nightmare, please help!

This is a mistake,
I don't belong here,
I think I'm dead.
Is this actual hell?

The devil took me away,
He calls this my home.
I do not like it here,
But I have no choice.

I can't get away from him,
He won't let me go.
I don't understand this,
What did I do to deserve this?

~k.t.


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Hate

The last thing i ever wanted was for you to die.
I wish that you were here with me.
Id tell you how much i love you sweetie.
You are just my Angel, i love you so,
I never wanted you to go.
I miss you with everything i ever had
Now when my life ends
Ill just pretend
I Hate You
My life without you
Has been a living Hell
My mother
My friends even can tell
I break apart
I hate my life
I hate my heart...


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stay

i have no way to change the 
that i think about life and found
that it would do no good and in 
my mind your all the same i 
know that you are trying to find
the perfect place to put the knife
in my back i feel the pain of the blade
and it makes me hate the world even
more then i did before i would kill 
myself to make you hurt but i now 
know that you would not feel a thing 
so i look for a better way to make you 
pay i wish you would just leave me alone
but i know you wont i hate everything about 
you i just dont know what to do i hope that
you would just go away but instead you stay


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Pressure

The truth revealed; regret settles in.
"Why, why me?!?!?!"
The blades whipped out; hatred.
Knight in armor, mutated into satan.
"Your devil horns stab my back!! Why you have NO mercy to me?!?!?!"
Can't forget...the stained corner calls. 
Pulled in...your face in sight.
"Help!!! Please, I beg you!!!"
Reached out hand..so close to touch...gone.
Slipped into the hell you left on my shoulders.


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For the Freedom-Loving people of Syria

Massacre at Houla.

She was no more than 10 years of age.
He could have been a grandfather.

Young, old, women, girls, men, boys.

108 lives.

Now they are buried,
in hurriedly dug graves,
on the plains of Houla.

Killed by knives,
shot at point-blank range,
slaughtered, mowed-down.

108 lives.

Snuffed-out. Decimated. Taken-out.

108 lives.

As Damascus lies blatantly,
spewing forth untruth,
108 warm, dead bodies,
remain buried,
in hurriedly dug graves,
on the plains of Houla.

108 lives.


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Lost Concentration

Broken back
Add upon the weight
To force a bow
You broke my heart
I hate you for all that you are not

Broken spirit
Say it twice to get it right
To choke the thought
You broke my heart
I feed you to the animal you’ve created

You torture me with what I can never be
You’ve abandoned me, I am an orphan
I am an orphan, the bastard son of a corpse

No matter how long I lie in the bed
The sheets remain always cold
No matter how long I let the wound bleed
I still feel like I’m drowning
So with this and that put down
I know nothing else matters
Nothing else matters as much you used to
But now
There is nothing

I am a ghost, in the absence of mirrors
I am an echo, in the absence of substance
I long for everything that only loss can give to me
I hate my own words
I am slowly growing weary of the pen
It no longer soothes; my fingers ache from the pressure
I despise my own voice, as only I will hear it
I am full of loss
I want nothing more than to lose myself in the crook of someone’s neck
But the pain of forcing the tears kills the comfort
I am tired and bored of the words stuck in everyone else’s throat
I want someone else to fill in my blanks
I want to close my eyes
And go to sleep
Just go to sleep

But that is too easy, and I will give nothing more to God
So, I’ll cry myself to sleep or at least cry to myself


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Deepest Reaches of Hell

In the blackest night a foul breeze blows across me
as the demons lust and desire they ravage me.
Their claws tearing my flesh, he has sent them to collect me.

My screams echo through the deepest reaches of hell,
Satan smiles when he hears the sounds of my pain and suffering
as they drag me down to him. His joy filling my soul with hate
and contempt for him, he feels alive.

Like a cut rose I fight for life only to dry up, 
to be tossed out as if I were nothing,
not even a thought or a memory will remain.

Lost in the throws of abandon at his will,
living only for his pleasure, his every whim.
I hate him; I hate myself for being lost to him.

My heart chained and locked to his, happiness eludes me.
I find myself waiting for the peace of death to find me.
In a constant battle I fight for my sanity, I live my fears.

I defy him in all places of my heart, 
with victory over my soul, he laughs at me.
My eyes see the blood dripping from his teeth;
his breath putrid with the smell of decaying flesh and bone
of the ones who came before.

As his darkness unfolds over my mind I am lost,
lost to myself, lost to love, lost to life.
Even in my dreams he degrades me,
forced to watch as he crushes them before my eyes.

I find myself covered in the blanket of his wickedness,
chained by his evil heart; his demons hold me to him, 
there is no escape.

In the blackest night, when the foul breeze blows against me
I will know they are coming.
He has sent them to collect me once again.

His lust and desire will consume me,
my screams will echo and he will smile as they bring me to him.
Once again my suffering will make him feel alive.

This devil, 

this Satan

 will keep me forever imprisoned in the 
deepest reaches of hell.


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Why Must I die

Why must I Die
Today I see babies born
Just to be torn and killed.
Thousands of young and old 
Yelling why must I die.
I did nothing wrong.
Is it hate or is it joy 
They don't know the fate.
Rwanda 's genocide killing all those that stand.
Swing clubs and machetes. Cutting them all down.
But they don't know why i must die they think.
The blood rolls in the streets. 
Who can stop it we want to know
Peace is the answer not the dope.


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to this

to this life i live 
to this death i die
all of life has made
me cry i do not know
why to the one i love 
to the one i hate you 
are the ones that made
life this great to my mom
and to my dad im sorry
for the life i had to choose
to my life and to my death
why is this all i get to my 
friend and to my foe i just
want to say i hate you both
to everything that i like i no
longer need you in my life
for my heart has been ripped
out of my chest and now death is
all i have left


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I'M GIVING UP

You don’t know how much you were
	I look at you, and see who you are
	I ask and you turn around
	You treat me like dust
		I’M GIVING UP

	You forgot me
	Left me in the dust
	Allies filled with Rapiers
	Trashed me in pits
		I’M GIVING UP

	I tried to be
	I wanted to be
	I needed to be
	YOU    BUT
		I’M GIVING UP

	Hate me
	Lie to me
	Abuse me
	Stone me
	My life is worth nothing
		I’M GIVING UP

	I see how you act
	Take all your stuff, and throw it away
	I don’t need you
	I don’t need you at all				
		
	I DON’T NEED YOU
			So...

	I’m giving up. No need to help me
	GIVE UP
	Death is the only way out of this
	Leave me alone
	I hate you, you know I hate you
	I hate you, So go away

	LEAVE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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Hell's Door

There was a time when I knocked at Hell’s door
Didn’t think nothing about it just walked through and explored
Was introduced to a lot, saw a lot of people with smiling faces
I walked by them, they whispered behind my back but remained nameless
I saw a friend of mine that I remembered at one time she had nothing
I gave her opportunity and love and a chance, and I was face to face with her she must have forgotten because she started fronting
Kept on walking until I ran into this dude I once knew, we talked for a while until his lies started to sound like truth
The longer I walked the more I saw, I was beginning to compare it to this life, but I wasn’t surprised at all
I ran into my best friend WAIT!? Why was she here? She knew all my secrets she is my heart I can’t believe this, I was overcome by a sudden fear
When we was in conversation nothing change it seem like any other, Then the more I listened she became transparent this time there was no running for cover 
I recognized the liar, the cheater, and this mask she wore to gain attention; I stopped her in her tracks and told her to listen
I already walked through the gates of hell there is no longer a reason to lie, I gave my honest opinions and loved you like I love my own life
To my surprise she walked away without a comment, I understand because that’s why in Hell the soul is already burning. 
When I walked back through the same door I entered, I realized a lot but I couldn’t be offended.
I went to the mirror to examine myself, I had some things I need to fix and yeah I could use the help  
That walk help me point out my faults in me, back to reality but I can only change me 


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JUST ANOTHER POEM

 JUST ANOTHER POEM


SOMETIMES I REALLY FEEL ALONE
AS IF A ROSE THAT ONE HAS OUT GROWN
NO ONE TO TALK TO NO ONE WHO CARES
KNOWING THAT MY PROBLEMS ARE MINE TO BARE
I SHOULDN'T REALLY CARE THAT THERE'S NO ONE THERE
BUT SOMETIMES IT HURTS CAUSE I REALLY NEED TO SHARE
TO SHARE WHAT'S ON MY MIND OR IN MY HEAD
TO SHARE FEELINGS THAT I THINK MIGHT BE DEAD
IN MY SKY THERE ARE NO STARS
ONLY FADED FACES AND DEEP WOUNDED SCARS
SOMETIMES I GO AND SIT IN THE PARK
BUT NEVER IN THE DAYTIME ONLY THE DARK
DARKNESS IS MY LIFE MY WAY OF BEING
MY WAY OF LIVING MY WAY OF SEEING
I THINK IT MIGHT BE BETTER TO BE BLIND
THEN ONLY SWEET VISIONS CAN DANCE IN MY MIND
VISIONS OF HAPPINESS AND MEMORIES OF LOVE
MEMORIES OF ANGELS THAT HAVE BEEN SENT FROM ABOVE
BUT THINGS SUCH AS THIS ARE ONLY A DREAM
AND MY TEARS CONTINUE TO FALL FROM MY EYES IN A STREAM
I LOOK AT MY LIFE AND REALIZE THAT I HATE IT
AND SOMETIMES IT WOULD BE EASIER JUST TO QUIT
I HATE WHERE I LIVE AND EVERYONE AROUND ME
MY NIEGHBORS NO NOT HOW TO LET ME BE
I HATE MY DR'S WHO KNOW NO CURE
WHO THINK THAT IN THIER MINDS EVERYTHING IS PURE
I KNOW THAT I'LL ALWAYS BE JUST "WELL CONTAINED"
AND WITH THE RIGHT TREATMENT I MIGHT BE TRAINED
TRAINED NOT TO SCREAM OR HOLLER OR SHOUT
I THINK A BULLET TO THE BRAIN MIGHT BE MY WAY OUT
OUT OF THIS MISERY AND PAINED STAKED LIFE
OUT OF THIS THING THAT CUTS LIKE A KNIFE.
AWAY FROM THESE EVERYDAY TEARS
AWAY FROM THE THINGS THAT CAUSE ME FEAR
LIKE LOVE AND HAPPINESS AND SHARING A TIME
AND EVEN TRYING MY HARDEST TO MAKE THESE THINGS RHYME
AND IF I SHOULD DIE BEFORE I AWAKE
I PRAY NOT FOR HIM MY SOUL TO TAKE
LET ME WANDER THROUGH AND THROUGH
LET ME BE MYSELF LET ME BECOME ANEW..........


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You Hate Me Don't You

Every day around you
You don't seem to care
Saying we will still be friends
There is hatred in the air
I hate it when you taunt
You play me like a fool
I am getting used to it
I feel like everyone's tool
Teasing my feelings
Messing with my mind
It's obvious that you hate me
Just leave me here to die...


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My Hell

I hate myself
I’m all alone
And so I must
Stop the aching.. The beating.
My heart.

My home is now a chair,
My chains on wheels.
My torture, my mobility,
Yet my self is still.
Useless.

My love is gone,
Slit his wrists. 
I found him.
I’m still here.
He is Gone.

I’ve got AIDS.
The worst degree.
My pills keep me alive.
I hate them.
Depend on them.

My body is decapitated.
My soul deteriorated.
My mind senseless.
My pain..
Eternal


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Jesus Almighty

Hello friends, frenemies, and foes
I've got some words to say
To the average Joe
There is one road
The road to prosperity
The road to happiness
(haha) Oh no no
You think i'm wrong?
We all are
You, you, you, and you
On the path, you'll find the truth?
Not so
Just lies, hatred, and the deceived
But that road
The road
The only road, is how truly the world is perceived
Through all the greif
The pain
The lies
You still have hope
Hope and faith
You believe the false prophets
You listen to the lies of modern society
You cause pain
You use your impossible idol
As an escape
An excuse
To kill
To steal
To ruin lives
Then on the day
You worship the lies
So next week you will be 
Saved and ready to rape the willing
To take creativity from those who care
You are the evil gypsy of this time
Cheat 
Lie
Steal
You cause pain
WAR
And death in the name of god
In the the name of god
You commit crimes
Adultery
You give lies for profit
You are a false profit 
Spelled with an f
You command the living to be the dead
You hate people who love 
People who care
What do you gain?
Respect?
Money
You are a money hungry hippo
You say Jesus forgives
You say he loves
But he seems evil if you ask the lesser thans
So now
You've heard my words
I thank you for giving me a chance
Thankyou all, friends, frenemies, and foes
And ahmen


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Cannot Get Close To You

I say I hate you,
But you insist you love me,
How can you do such a thing,
Why do you have to become so close to me,
So loved,
I hate you so much,
But my heart says I do,
I love you,
But I cannot say that,
I cannot get close to people,
I will just get hurt,
I always get hurt,
And I never heal,
I hate you,
Why did you do this to me,
You insisted you loved me,
And now you’re gone too.


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Faded memories

I remeber a time when you said you loved me, 
but forgotten faded memories. 
I remeber a time when you held me close and said you would never let go, 
but forgotten faded memories. 
Listen to me when I speak these words, 
I hate every thing about you. I hate you. 
You hurt me. 
You lied and tricked me.


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?How!

If someone told me eight years ago,
Our relationship I would have to morn.
I would never ever of believed them,
I could have never thought our love would be torn.

How could you leave me,
How could you leave our love.
How could you leave our family,
How, was it me you needed to be free of.

I took you as my husband,
For six years I was your wife.
I bared you three children,
And now you are not in my life.

How could you leave me,
How could you leave our love.
How could you leave our family,
How, now we'll never have peace like a dove.

I could never hate you,
But I hate the reason why.
I still think of our times together,
Sometimes I smile but usually I just cry.

How could you leave me,
How could you leave our love.
How could you leave our family,
How, we matched like a pair of gloves.

You still have a place at the dinner table,
I still only sleep on my side of the bed.
I could never look for another man,
For you are always in and never will escape my head.

How could you leave me,
How could you leave our love.
How could you leave our family,
How, when our hearts you will always be a part of.

Your four year old still asks questions,
He wonders if you still have his special love token.
He placed it beside you, told me you were sleeping,
I couldn’t do anything but cry, our hearts broken.

How could you leave me,
How could you leave our love.
How could you leave our family,
How, when your all our focus of.

I could never and would never forget our love,
I will fight and search for all of the answers.
I'll never forgive God for taking you back,
I will never forgive your dying of cancer.

How could you leave me,
How could you leave our love.
How could you leave our family,
How, we wish you were here not up above.


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WORDS

I’ve kept the words
Lots of words
All the history here 

The love the laughs 
The tears the hurts
The many memories.

I miss you hon, 
I really do
I miss our times of ease

What happened here
I can’t be sure
I feel so much disease

Time will tell 
And tears will fall
Thoughts will still prevail

I know that you
Have left me now
With never another tale

I hurt you know
I’m really sad
But you don’t want to know

Your happy here
You told me so
As long as I’m ok

You don’t care  
Or want to know
When I just can’t feel free

So go you now
And leave me be
With things that you don’t see

I hate this life
I hate false friends
I hate all this dis ease


Details | I do not know? | |

Things I Hate! But On The Other Hand,...

I hate the cold,
but I love the fresh fallen snow.
I hate busy signals,
but guess what, I’M always on the phone.

I hate the smell of cigarette smoke,
but never think of that ‘til I take the last puff.
I hate doing laundry,
but the smell of clean clothes,.. I just can’t get enough.

I hate traffic,
but I always drive at peak hours.
I hate getting in arguments,
but I always loved receiving those “making up” flowers.

I hate the first of the month, having those bills I must 
sit down and pay,
but I certainly didn’t have a problem at the time I was
running them up, I must say.

I hate to go shopping for clothes,
but always complain, I have nothing to wear.
I guess the alternative is a nudist camp,
but I don’t think I could ever go there.

I hate driving in the rain,
but sometimes the other choice is sitting home alone.
I hate getting old,
but I sure love thinking about all of the things I’ve done.

These are a few of the things that I hate.
I try not to think of them much.
But the thing I hate most in life is death,
and missing his sweet gentle touch.






 


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The Sun Has Risen (And It Took The Noose With It)

infinity lost divinity

am i joking myself?
i hate it here...

stop


these voices wont shut up
they keep on talking
they keep on yelling
they keep on screeching their nails upon my chalkboard heart

amen for them those tiny people

i do not know what this is
a poem to a savior
or trying to create one

its not the latter
for i need not lie

walking down the streets
with streetlights overhead
i wake up in the morning
to find my body dead

it lays there oh so fragiley
with insicions running deep
it seemed like someone wanted
to forget me in their sleep

[or mine...]

the time to dream has come
close, eyes.

close.

leave this world with slumber in your head
and leave this mind with my body dead

control me
control this
control everything i never wanted anyways

cuz i dont care...

stop trying to make me you
you demon
you foul little item of filth

i rest here to refuel myself
transfuge my heart
for the bleeding
continued throughout the evening

twilight
such a simple word

is there a place that i can hide so everyone can see me?

cuz i want to be there
in the blackened spotlight...

pity is my apathy
my little remedy
the tiny thing that makes me feel like im happy
like im pittied

mockery is what i love to say
especially involving you...

hope to die
and hate to live

why did the chicken cross the road?
if all that was there
was a noose

goodnight goodnight
the sun has risen


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Balkan Winter

         BALKEN WINTER
The freeze has brought them to a winters' night
they' ve made themselves, forgetting what is right,
and they can see their children cry
but not a one will reason why,
nor think upon enough to see the light.

There's no repent for killing that's been done
and no resistance to it going on,
just hate on hate that only grows,
the hint of peace that never shows,
with lots of blame, enough for everyone.

And to this chaos, we have paved the way
for men of opportunity to play
and build their fortunes from it all
while winter makes its deathly call,
and brings another dark and longest day.

The heros are not known, til dies are cast
til all is put away into the past,
and truth is what a baby hears
but laid to rest in later years,
and right is not defined until the last.


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Lies Are Everything

The things that I have been told
The secrets I will always hold
I hate being lied to
I hate being decieved
Many lies that I have believed
Why is the world so cruel
I feel like eveyone's tool
Please do not lie or I will cry
I have felt this pain so long
I know I must die...


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Left Behind

Gathering At The Other Side Of Town
With Hearts In Hand And Hate In Mind
Beliefs Will Often Misconstrue
And Lead Only To What’s Left Behind
No Room For Growth In Destruction
When Each Word Could Be Your Last
Where Can You Really Consort
When Your Cause Has Come And Past?

With Each Day Comes The Passer By
Into The Reaches Of Their Heart
With Each Sunset They Do Remind
That Their Arms Will Never Part
Dreams Come At A Price
And The Claim Remains Unpaid
Can Suicide Be A Sacrifice
When The Hope Is Human Made?

Ode To The Establishment
For Your Arms Do Still Drape
Covering The Eyes Of Innocence
From Your Unrelenting Hate
Gathering At The Other Side Of Town
With Hearts In Hand And Hate In Mind
Beliefs Will Often Misconstrue
And Lead Only To What’s Left Behind


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I hate you

I hate you because you were the one who gave me life

I hate you because you made me feel loved

I hate you because you make me cry

Sometime I just wannna die 

Some nights all I can do is cry

Somedays I see no rays of light

All the feelings have been washed away

All the times you said you would never leave

All the people know what you did 

I hate you for leaving me 

I hate you for giving me life 

I hate you can't you see

I don't want to hate because your my mom!


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Forever turning leaf

My parents are yelling, to and fro,
All I do is sit here and wait, for the next scream and shout
My world has torn apart, MY home, MY world
I don’t want any sympathy, cause then I would cry
So many tears, to think so many families go through this fate
I hate this cruel, bitter, twisted world, I hate bitter life
The only reason why I keep going is for my mother
The heart-broken woman, cries for her life back
My father storming out, denying any hate

All I have now is my music, my sweet lulling music
If only I could live and dream my music
The sweet pluck of a guitar and the soothing voice
It understands what I go through, the pain and the agony
I look at baby photos, and even though I remember the every day arguments
I look oblivious and see it as the every day life
Every part of my home will go, the house, lifestyle, the shouting,
The address, to my bedroom I will have to say goodbye
Imagine walking into your house after a normal school day
And walking out knowing your life will never be the same again

Never seeing your bedroom again, never sitting on your sofa again, 
Never walking along your road to the near by shops
Knowing that you can never return
Knowing that your life is not in your hands anymore
I hate the world, I cannot get who I love, lead the life I want
And never see my life again


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Tears

Blood falls instead of tears,
I don't have many fears,
Only me,
And whatI see,
I see people die,
I see myself cry.

I want to kill,
And I will,
I want to smile,
I've waited along while,
I guess I'm depressed.

I hate your life,
I want to end it with a knife,
I can't be stopped,
My hate can't be dropped.

I want to find my way,
I want to say,
I've changed,
And that my life has rearranged.


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Failure

My life is failure 
I can’t deny it anymore
I hate my mom
I hate my dad
I hate my friends
I hate my enemies
And I hate myself
It’s not worth 
This life I lead
Pain and suffering
Filled with greed
Bottles of blood
Precious razor blades
Self help
And support groups
I’m going to hell
I don’t care anymore
I forgot what I’m looking for
My life is filled with
Pills, lighters,
Never forget 
The razors
The pain inside
Is almost unbearable
Another day
Another pill
Another night
Another thrill
Will I survive
Or will I kill
Blood gushing
Heart pounding
How long?
This is my failure


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Lost Souls

I can hear the cry,
From those unable to escape or run,
Wondering when it will be their turn to die,
The crimes of our past cannot be undone.

Voices screaming in my mind,
From a time that was lost,
People unseen who were left behind,
All those lives were not worth the cost.

The blood has been shed,
The mistakes have been made
For our hate they were bled,
A people long betrayed.

Taken away in the dead of night,
Unaware of where it is they go,
Only to wait for their Bright Knight,
Unsure if he’ll even show.

Their faith helps them to survive,
Even through all the torturous hours,
For another day they’ll remain alive,
If only to succumb to another’s powers.

The blood has been shed,
The mistakes have been made
For our hate they were bled,
A people long betrayed.

Tears long cried,
Over the many lost souls,
While bodies are shoved aside,
Only to be buried in unmarked holes.

The hatred felt is unending still,
The nameless are neglected,
Destroyed is their will,
All who are different shall be rejected.

The blood has been shed,
The mistakes have been made
For our hate they were bled,
A people long betrayed.

Unable to drown out the cries,
Of a pain filled age,
Which led to a culture’s demise,
Through an unspeakable rage.

Bodies were burned,
The pain filled cries they will ignore,
Souls lost never again to be returned,
Lives lost in a war.

The blood has been shed,
The mistakes have been made,
For our hate they were bled,
A people long betrayed.


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the letter i cannot write

In your arms you held me
With comfort and love to spare
Yet you left me early
To leave me in a heap and die

You are the rain I suffer with
Yet you make my harvest bloom

You are the volcano that tears through the mountains
Yet gives hope to a new start in life
My heart pours open for you 
Like a 9000 foot dam
Crashing to the floor
Yet you cannot hear my silent echoes of pain
When you escape from my hold

You flood my world like the devils tsunami
Yet you make my river, valleys and sea

You are my poison leaking into my veins
To kill my heart, spirit and my soul
Yet you are the one who gives me drains, to escape the flood

You’re the letter I cannot write
And the heart I must keep well locked up

I hate the feeling of love and pain
Like the dagger you placed in my heart

You’re in my mind, wherever you are
I can love and hate the same
Because I hate you for making me in love
It would not be so bad if you were a distant
Yet somehow you are always here

You held me in your arms
And clasped me by the throat
I was in pain, yet could not seem to leave
You are the one who I love most
And could not leave until I must give in

I thought it was for the best
Yet I suffered yet more pain
Now I think back
I would do anything
For one last clasp again

I cling to you and you to me
Like at that party in his chair
I hugged you and you hugged me
And I long for that moment ever spare

I told you stuff, I never could tell
Only you would understand
Then you left me and I knew
I would never have that hug again

You leave me lonely, cold and shivering
In the rain and in the snow
I will never forgive you, for leaving me like that
Yet, I cannot say goodbye
As you have a clutch onto my heart
And you leave lonely in that chair
I miss you and write a letter of falsehood
I mean what I say but it’s not the truth
You are the letter I cannot write

I wish I could, but if you knew
The feelings, how I felt
That you are the one I love
Then you would never understand me ever again the same


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I Hate You

As you watch me, I slowly die.
Now you see, why I always lie.
So much pain, your death's bringer.
I'm driven  insane, why does sorrow linger?
Blood runs hot, misery is what I live.
Pain's what I got, for your abusive.
I hate, everything about you.
I asphyxiate, as I turn blue.
Just leave, do not return.
For I cannot believe, you let me burn.
Clenching my fists, I run from you.
Cutting my wrists, now I'm through.
Just die, leave me alone.
Say goodbye, for your true self has been shown.
I HATE YOU, I love you.
What's new, what should I do?
Fists fly, I cry...
You die, say goodbye.
Don't wake me, I don't wish to see your face.
What I wish to see, is not this hellish place.
Look into my eyes, tell your lies.
Our love dies, yet here comes the cries.
I'm so afraid, to live this life.
Your acts to be repaid, I pick up the knife.
What have I done, why do I laugh?
Why do I run, is it because my heart broke in half?
Will darkness turn to light, do you care?
Now it's your fright, for the love you did not share.
What's happening to me, I'm dying on the inside.
I die slowly, why should I hide?
I HATE YOU, just die.
Now we're through, goodbye.
Put the gun, to my head.
I'm now done, for I am dead.
Go away, or watch my suicide.
Because sorrow will stay, I have died.
Do you hear in my voice, the frustration?
Yet it's my choice, for self-mutilation.
I HATE YOU, do you shrug it away?
I HATE YOU, just die today.
Do you hear me, do you hear the pain?
Now you see, why I'm insane.
Never before, never again.
Walk through the door, and my war won't win.
No more sorrow, No tomorrow.
I HATE YOU, YOU LOVE ME!
I HATE YOU, JUST LEAVE ME!


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In these I feel . . .

I worked today and I didn’t think about you at all
I was happy when I came home
Ha! Home that’s a joke isn’t it, yeah . . . 
I’ve never been home, never been, for never had!
So you weren’t there, you weren’t anywhere today!
Just tonight haunting my poems all over again!
I hate it I hate it I can’t rip you from my soul!!!
And what if I could
If I could would I be better off!!?
Well would I be better off without this feeling in my heart
In the lightest reaches of my conscious mind that I know now 
What home feels like
Because I have felt your arms around me, felt your breath across my neck
Felt your eyes fall over my skin, touch in whispers my soul through and through
Listened to your breath that sighed silently in my ear under the stars
Because I felt you feeling at home in my arms too

My wandering mind that courses across the sea of sorrows deep and run fast
Lost in the waves and tides swamped all again in dreams of you
Crying out in the waters all around me as I sink once more beneath the waves
Falling down, down into the darkness of despair because I can still smell your hair
Feel it through my fingers when it shimmered softly in the lamplight
I want to scream and rip out my eyes so that I may not see your smile
Which warms me in the coldest of nights when I lay naked in the snows hoping
Praying, begging God to take me away, take me away take me, take me . . . too
Welcome me home into your arms again, oh I wish and I yearn
But God doesn’t listen to me in these nights no, no God ignores my pleas

I close my eyes and I bite my lips to blooding 
I smash my fist across the ground to watch through tears as my knuckles break
I break my mind across this tiled out floor and smack it soundlessly on the wall
Because it is easier, this kind of pain is bearable it is, it is, it is
Unspeakably kinder than the wretched agony of living all over once more without
Never more, never more, never more will these hands hold
Never again, never once, never ever . . . will these arms feel

I worked this morning and I didn’t feel a thing
I worked this afternoon, this evening and tonight I remembered why 
I remembered when
I remembered how 
I remembered
Remembered
Again

God . . . you broke my heart forever when you . . . 
It’s been a year, a lifetime and then another and another and still, still . . .
Since you’ve gone, since you tore . . . and I’m still here . . .  


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The place within the fire part III

my world of tidal waves and sinking cities has not surprised me
of falling towers and other such horrors
its like ive accidentally seen them coming
and now I hate this world thinking I'm some sort of god
stuck in the middle of everything
inspiring mirrors of muses and masterpieces
and sometimes i wonder if god mad me bite off more than i could chew
but htat fire within
that crime i had to do
to save my life
i never meant to comit
i would be dead if i didn't 
and maybe your daughters too
and now word of mouth
two towns and sa city know about a crazy guy 
who went nuts in a big way
from some drug
but no one knows the whole truth
until this hits the streets and comes circling round
and the police will have to admit
i'm either more criminally minded than i care to realise
or it was all an accident
or that house was truly haunted

but i'm a tired soul
a lonely heart
and my pillow is swollen 
from tears of nightly torments of the radio
My story goes on
this legacy continues
and i care more for you than i let on
and i hate the world sometimes for the way it has happened to me
more than you will ever know

but i am strong
and i am weak
i find love and hold onto it
until they find a way to remove it from me 
or i poison myself another way
but i dont lie
and i dont hide
I'm not a murderer
I'm not arapist
I'm not a sex offender
just someone who lost their mind from drugs
just about got murdered heard some bad news and had to get away
and it haunts me everyday
it has haunted me for years
it has tormented me
and i know i am guilty
but i also saved more than just my life
and i think thats worth more than one room of your house
so i hope you keep that in mind

wehn I publicize 

the letters 

i have written to hitmen
who i know are out looking for a bounty
to stalk this miracle with a gun
my days are numbered again
and this phoenix needs to be reborn
but how many lives and chances do i have?

the place from the fire within 
was the beginning of an wscape and a new chapter of my getaway
and a new grape of wrath
and an endless book of self rejection and emotional scars
that hopefully one day heals
for now work on you
i know nothing will be the same

but at least you have your sanity
and mine is questioned everyday!


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Very Bad News

Anna left early from Soho
But still she got caught in the storm
Due at 5:30, it’s quarter to ten
She should never have driven alone

Maybe she’s parked at a rest stop
Or maybe some roadside motel
Or maybe we never will see her again
You know sometimes it’s too close to tell

Why the fates change the rules
In the middle of the game is a mystery
And I hate to bear all of this very bad news
It’s just one point of view but what can you do when it’s history? 

Joey and Donna were married
Out of high school with nothing to show
But a rundown apartment with too many bills
And a bad case of nowhere to go

Maybe he really did love her
Maybe he took all the blame
Maybe he figured when he pulled the trigger
The two were both one and the same

Bobby had every advantage
Good childhood, and family and friends
And all the disposable income he wished
To buy every means to an end

Maybe he overextended
Maybe he took it too far
Or maybe he took it one too many times 
Dying ugly in some stranger’s car

Why the good all die young
One day here then too soon been and gone is a mystery
And I hate to bear all of this very bad news
It’s just one point of view but what can you do when it’s history? 

We play every game feeling lucky
Taking chances that we can’t take back
Poor decisions and accidents
These are the facts that distinguish the light from the black 

One day we live to the fullest
The next day we live in the past
One day we dance at the top of the world 
And one day will be suddenly last

We hang by a thread 
Between living and dead, for how long is a mystery 
So hard to hear all of this very bad news
Not much of a view, but what can you do?

When we live and we die in the blink of an eye
Never knowing the mystery
And I hate to bear all of this very bad news
But what can you do? 
What can you do when it’s history?


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My Ashes

Intense pain pure and uncut
blinding all righteous thought out of sight
a chilling journey inconjunction with 
a trouble plight
dark bleeding gums from biting my tongue
and a bruised throat from choking on my words
I wanna scream out loud
and shake the bark from my family tree
to fill the void I've come out of
to tear off these notions and happy thoughts
I wanna ponder the thought
and wonder in frenzy at my own misery
I hate smiling I hate laughing
give me pain pure and haunting
give me chaos
give me night take away the day
bludgeon the clouds and tweek the stars
spit on my grave
and leave no footprints in my ashes



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My Loving Hate

My loving hate,
says goodbye god,
I know longer love life,
and I've never loved you,
I seek refuge in hell,
only to say I'm sorry,
it's the only reason i'm praying,
for the first time in years,
I say a finale farewell,
to my dearest enamy,
my loving hate,
I wish you farewell,
I hate to see you happy,
but you never cared about me,
so I'm leaving you now,
goodbye god,
I hate you with all my heart,
though I feel unsure,
I hope hell is okay,
I'm sleeping there at night,
i'm leaving now,
I'm out of heaven's sight,
so goodbye god,
my love,
my hate,
the girl you used to hate is dead,
only I now remain,
so goodbye,
and hope I rot in peace.