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Details | Free verse | |

Ribcage

Split apart your ribcage,
Open up the corridor, and let me come in
Uneasiness instantly strikes through me
Let me sway away...
Let me flutter away...
Like a butterfly out of its cocoon 
I'm trapped!Let me depart

Split apart your ribcage,
Unwrap me, let me go!
Believe me...reflect on me
Let me sway away...flutter away
Let us both seek the sun,
So we can grow together once more


Details | Rhyme | |

Remnants

Sad Heart, now thou art wither’d from the Sun,
What man, or god, will near thee run?
Wrought in twist like branches in Tempests' gasp,
What Comfort, or Gauze, shall be near to grasp?
True ones begotten are the ones now Rotten
And the ones now Rotten will never be forgotten
They are merely sad remains of assiduous Tears
That have been meddl’d with and tatter’d Raw throughout the years

And thou, cruel Mind, that sat’st still thru toiling trail of Night;
Must dream your broken Dreams; thou’rt a sanely flight!
Can thou extinguish passions of Fire, Disease, or Rain?
—tho thy distinguish’d influence trains to abstain
Thy Remnants brought to debris in thy Empty street,
Devour’d by Vultures, their bestow’d beaks entreat
Merely are they cleaning an inexhaustible Mess
Alas! Leaving thy rudiments of Identity to redress....



Details | Free verse | |

The Day That Died Forever

When I am Colder,Older and then alone...
I will collect the sky on my own...
When the art has faded and the days then fade-
when everyone has gone away...

I may finally see what never was saw
.....ahhhhhhhhhhhhh............... the quiet sky

The unlit room which bares my end...shows the flashes of my pains my joys and sins.
This life has been a strange one since the curtains were drawn
These paper and plastic figures have clouded the dawn

I was once younger,foolish,and obsessed with truth
Now I am bitter,sour,dour faced with my heart under shoe

The children were all searching or lost in a crowd
All weeds in a garden...growing vile and foul

Though beauty was sold it never came true
Obsessions and vanity have traveled safe through

Materials and poison and everything lost
have been burned in the fires or lost in the frost

I stand face to mirror tearing my being apart
Winding thoughts of love,pain,god,and art

As the sun sets and the darkness grows
I too shall follow this pattern in tow

Death has a friendly hand and a pretty face
She has given me comfort as I leave this place

The wars have occurred,humanity's lost
Souls have been burnt in the fire or lost in the frost

Day was Life,Night is Death

And the latter has given counsel on my final steps


Details | Free verse | |

Smoke And Mirrors

Let's live in a fairytale, 
you can chase away the dragons, 
who's smoke breathes to life, 
the nightmares in my dreams.

I can be your Princess,
You can hold me in your arms,
Like a Knight in shinning armor,
And hush away my screams. 

No more wasted time,
with smoke and mirrors,
You're not a Court Jester,
lets speak the truth.

Will you say a sweet goodbye,
Or will you not shed a tear from your eye,
There's a dagger in my heart,
The icy pain is all I need for proof.

Diamond teardrops from my eyes,
Hurry dear, they say you must be quick,
To capture each before they dry,
The tears of when a Gypsy cries.

Are you, nothing more than a collector,
Do I hold no beauty in beggers clothes,
Lets face reality my love, you are no knight,
And neither a Prince if truth is to be told. 

And I am no Princess,
Did I once have you fooled?
Though once we lived as such,
Our love has ever cooled.

Must I break through,
Past the freezing layers of your heart,
To see if the thought still pains you,
Of us being forever apart?

I must open my eyes,
And live in the truth,
That dragons do not exist,
And are just fiction of the soused. 

You will not ever save me,
from their tongues of flame,
But burn me with your own,
And make me feel my shame.

You will not shield me,
from poisened arrows that fall,
but with the anger in your eyes,
I'll feel as if they've broken through the castle walls.

I was once, the Juliet,
That led you to your death,
Venom rampent through your veins,
Revenge seems to be your quest.

At each word you say,
It feels as though I'll die,
My heart breaks and shatters,
And you show no concern of why.

And yet at night you pull me close,
Whispering sweet nectar to me,
That makes me wonder,
Must we still live in their reality? 

Is there hope left for our fairytale,
To have a happy end?
Love like a fairytale, or Harsh Reality,
No time left to pretend, I must know the end.


Details | Marsiya | |

I'm my Daddy Made Over

Dedicated to my Dad Jerry W. Niday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013


I am who I am because of him
He’s the reason for my son’s name
He gave me my courage & my strength
To stand tall even when standing wasn’t easy
Stand for the ones who can’t
To think and fend for myself
I’m my Daddy made over

Taught me to fight back 
To never back down
How to pick myself back up
When I’ve been knocked down
Fight for what I believe
I’m my Daddy made over

He gave me my stubbornness 
Gave me my pride
Gave me my temper
Taught me not to take crap
To speak my mind no matter who
Work for what I want
I’m my Daddy made over

How to keep my emotions in check
How to handle large amounts of pain
When in trouble he always had my back
He knew how my mind worked better than anyone
I got it from him
I’m my Daddy made over

Even though he’s gone
I’ll stand and continue on 
I may stumble I may fall 
May even get hurt along the way
But I’ll pick myself back up
I’ll dust myself off and stand tall
I’m honored and proud to say
I’m my Daddy made over


Sabrina Niday Hansel



Details | Ballad | |

Never Told You

Tired of talking 
‘bout weather
Other trivial things

Tired of talking 
‘bout food
The price of tangerines

You may outlive
This aging man
Before I go
Please understand

Never told you how 
I love you 
When I held you
In the dark

Never told you how
I love you
I was never
Very smart

I never told you how
I love you
When I kissed your 
Baby face

Never told you how
I love you 
And I pray it’s 
Not too late

I would  tell you, 
“That’s what men do…manly men don’t say,  ‘I love you’”
That was my alibi
But what men do should be corrected
What men do can’t be accepted 
If it makes your woman cry

Tired of talking 
‘bout scandals
Rumors of the day

Tired of talking 
‘bout old mistakes
Who deserves the blame?

The Winter of our lives
Is drawing near
Let’s change it to Spring
From year to year

Now I’m telling you 
I love you
Though the words are coming late

I’m telling you
I love you
And it feels so good to say

I’ll love you in the morning         
Love you through the night
I will love you through the tears
And all the tragedies of life

I’ll stay with you forever
Love you every day
Love you,  love you, love you
It feels so good to say

Love you, love you, love you, baby

Feels so good to say…..

Love



Details | Free verse | |

The Wasteland -Part 1-

How can one express the baffling depths of obscurity? How can one behold to open the shafts of the mind? I have never been able to solve the mystery— Of myself. . . I wish at times that my life was no more That I could live as another and finally see things right But I am always stuck in this darkness And I cannot see this mind in light There are beasts. . .demons prowling through the wasteland Searching for any remaining life And if they are ever found— They are doomed and consumed Fear is their downfall and they never fail to smell it Their ashes remain, dancing with the imaginary breeze It is silent here—there are no answers I wish there were answers. . . But maybe there was never a reason No answers. . . Talons extend and clench around my heart They will never seek me out—they left me here It is like they knew…I had no reason—that was the answer I feel the pulse of my dangling life Alone in the dark, whimpering like a child I have scared myself, becoming this dragon-daggered youth No balm in Gilead! No eyes to see All I know will never be free I don’t need anyone! You are a disgrace—scum of the waste! You have everything, you ungrateful little nothing You are a joke. . . So swallow it all up like the pushover you are Stand your lowest and trudge right through No questions. No answers. Just . You. Or just lie back down into the mush of disease It has already infected you to the core Accept who you are, you ugly pestilence! I hate you Who are you to be glorified? Dream snatcher. . .murderer of all things bright Saturated in what you call light I see right through—even as the reflections shatter All of the dead kept you alive—they all matter… But alive you are the worst there is False savior—edited attention whore I never want to see your face again See, that’s why I hide. . . Desperation. . .desperation. . . I sob and cry kneeling in defeat For once I am right. . .I am right


Details | Free verse | |

The Beauty In Futility

Futility
my heart breathes its last breath
Embraces its own death
Ready to be reborn 
and made anew

Can’t live a lie
Refuse to “do”
and I’ll DIE....
Focus now on why I’ll live 
And never touch the sky. 

I have to forget you
I have to reject you 
But I will never love anyone 
like I loved you.....

I heard you whisper 
and you never knew it
I wiped the tears from your eyes 
But you couldn’t feel it

You’re lost and you’ll never find you
And neither will I 
And I’m so sorry--
but I’m NOT. 

I'll attempt to reset
Try to forget
But you know, I never will. 

Be my dirty little secret 
My very worst-kept secret 
Sweet, smooth, beautiful poison 
My infernal and endless attraction 
towards complete and utter self-destruction 

I fell in love with the devil
And it will take one heck of an angel
To save me from the likes of you....

My addiction 
my confusion
my nightmare
my dream never to come true

Oh, I’ll never forget the times
we never shared
I’ll never forget 
how you were never there

Always me, the stars, and tears
And I ask you,
what kind of life is THAT?

I have to face the facts 
I don’t know what happens now
but it happens without you. 

The stains will always be there
the scars will never fade
But the memory of you----
it HAS to. 

I could carry the torch forever
But it would only consume me
I can’t cry another tear for you
Or I’ll dry up completely

It doesn’t affect you
and you never deserved me

You’ll go on with your life, too
All, all alone
Because you’ll only ever be in love
with you. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Plockton - Wester Ross

The greatest holiday gift I ever received  
Goes back so many, many years
Before my life became turmoiled
And before my tears for fears

I was a child like many out there
Torn, strewn and split of kin
Mother and father in differences
Confused at seven, wearing their same skin

For I was one of the lucky ones
To a Highland Estate I would go
It's on the west coast of Scotland
Where my holidays desired me so

Secretly I internally smiled
For a whisper of where I was heading
To live with a movie star hero
No longer my life was in dreading

We were picked up by a man so fine
His manners were an absolute joy
Regimental he was in his approach
To me, just a seven year old boy

We travelled through the village of Plockton
Crystal clear waters edged to it's shore
I knew from this very moment
Being here ebbed previous family sores

On entering his house I was in awe
Movie pictures came to my view
They were images of James Bond
At seven I was totally through

A voice called to me
Hey James! sit down and I'll tell you me
Still in circles in walking awe
This is what he told thee

My name is Patrick Dalzel Job
In the Second World War I served
But this recognition I bestow
Humbles me to it's deserve

This honour that's been given
Was blessed by a colleague in war
What desired Ian Fleming to be so striven
Possibly, what we were fighting for

We served on the same destroyer
Fighting to make the future free
His tribute, in his novels I became
James Bond, it's incredibly me





Not many seven year olds have stayed with James Bond.
This seven year old Scot's boy has, maybe I learnt?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patrick_Dalzel-Job


Details | I do not know? | |

The Beast Within

Where does my conscious go, when demons raise their fiery eyes, 
They steal my very soul, killing all which is sanctified,
Engulfed by instant fears, no longer hearing loved ones cries, 
The beast within appears, telling me I am justified,

I have already lost, no reprieve from my mortal sin, 
All reason now is blocked, as I become the beast within,
No pity can I feel, as I make my grandiose stand, 
Yes the horror is real, as I destroy all that I can,

Where do my feelings go, when demons raise their snarling lips, 
Bringing an all new low, into my life now torn to bits,
Certain of being right, I flail and thrash as if in fits, 
I threaten and I strike, with great fury the demon spits,

Yet I still stand and shout, my ugly hate and derision, 
Accusing lies said out loud, revolting words - degradation,
Just look at what I’ve done, I scream my blatant confession, 
Ready to blame anyone, for my evil molestation,

Where does my true love go, when demons raise their gruesome head, 
Destroying all I know, without slightest hesitation,
There is no where to hide, hideous deeds - infinite dread, 
Shame crushes senseless pride, nothing left but devastation,

Recoiling in horror, reality enters the room, 
Now begins the torture, judgment of my now mortal soul,
The evil that is me, my conscious has become my tomb, 
I look and all I see, marks my spirit and takes its toll,

Where does salvation go, when demons raise their awful screech, 
Making damnation grow, as dark shadows envelope me,
How can I persevere, and escape from this demon’s reach, 
For he is always near, and may kill eventually,

Cold and chilling insight, I now realize what is at stake, 
And the one path which might, protect the ones I truly love,
But how can I just leave, this world I worked so hard to make, 
And cause even more grief, for family and God above. 

Where does my resolve go, when demons raise their deadly claws,
Tearing at all I know, stealing my conscious care and pride,
I can’t run anymore, all is destroyed everything lost,
Now beaten tired and sore, I’ve lost my path into the light,

Who can I reach out to, when all I love recoil in fear, 
Eyes beseech black and blue, where once was love - now only hate,
Yes I know - I’m the cause, the reason for each falling tear,
And while demons give pause, I must face my terrible fate.


Details | Rhyme | |

Take Me Away

I dream in darkness.
I sleep to die.
Erase my sorrow.
Erase my lies.
Our burning ashes,
Blacken the day.
A world of nothingness.
Take me away.


Details | Diminished Hexaverse | |

FEAR NOT '' KARMA '' IS THE NAME

IF YOU DARE THINK; YOU CAN
GET PASS ME, WELL THINK AGAIN... 
MY FRIEND!!!  " KARMA " IS THE 
NAME.

           ** FEAR NOT **

EVERYTHING YOU DO; OR BREATHE
REVOLVES AROUND ME, SO WATCH
YOUR STEP N' STONE WITH ME....

           ** FEAR NOT **

YOU DON'T HAVE TO LIKE WHAT I
SAY; OR DO JUST ABIDE BY YOUR
OWN ACTIONS THEREFORE NO,
PROBLEMS.

           ** FEAR NOT **

DON'T BE MIS~GUIDED BY MY 
WORDS FOR THEY ARE GENUINE; 
MY SOUL IS: TRUSTED, AND I 
LOVE EVERYONE TIL' I'M BLINDLY 
STABED AND LEFT BLEEDING 
THIS HEART ON THE FLOOR.

             ** FEAR NOT **

FOR I AM PURE: LIFE JUST RUNS 
BLACK N' WHITE AND SPEAKS 
TRUTH, YOU OR I CAN' T HIDE 
FROM WHAT'S REAL... REALITY!!!

             ** FEAR NOT**

SO CLICK; CLICK, PULL THE 
TRIGGER IF YOU CAN... OR
DARE... JUST DON'T MISS*FIRE....
HAHAHA!!!
            ** FEAR NOT **

Written By: Carma SWEETHEART 
06-22-12


Details | Ode | |

The Unknown Poet n' the Lover with an Immortal Heart (Part 5 Final)

This new born day I celebrate your souls release from guilt n’ captivity since that day you 
felt a carnal touch of sin within as your hands played poetically upon the curves of your dead 
lover’s silken skin…
I know now  you made your way to the top of the rocks to plant a tree to guard this sacred 
place where I fell from thee n’ you repeated the poetic chant of love’s abandoning to follow 
me into our karmic destiny…

On that fateful day your soul bled away at the top of this crest by a solitary juvenile tree, 
your body of words fell to the rocks at the base of this cliff, embroidered into the blood of 
me…
The one who would hold a feather to her face on this crest by the sea n’ remember finally 
the days gone by of you n’ me, our deaths from love’s abandoning when you my love were 
lost to this world n’ me for ten centuries…

I now await destiny as we will love forever more with immortal hearts…


Details | Rhyme | |

Darkness

September 29, 2012
-------------------------

This secret life of lies you keep
Cause me to stumble and in pain to weep
Shine a light in the darkness
Help me travel safely through this darkness
This wretched, blasted dark you keep me in
All the doors locked, I crash into obstacles never to win
This race, not without a light
Without a glimmer, a candle, something to grant me some sight
Because I can't continue to wonder-
This darkness on my own blindly
I try to ease my way around the blocks
But still, in the dark, I fail to see the holes
And I fall-hard
And you're gone
And alone I weep
Because I cannot make my way without fail
All I ever wanted was to be your friend
But you will not let me in
So I continue to blindly wonder in the darkness
Always stumbling
Always falling
Always failing


Details | Ballad | |

Violet

In London, away in a terrace
Half-hidden with elm trees and grime,
Lived young Violet, in her parents' house,
Left alone for near all of the time,

As her mother had no patience to teach her
And her father was working all day,
Violet read to herself through her childhood
Forgetting her seclusion in play,

Any friends she made as a young woman
Would laugh at her stitches and cloth,
For they knew that Violet was quite useless
And so showed their neat needlework off,

Poor Violet kept trying her best, but
Each time everyone ran her down,
She retreated back into her mind's warmth
Far away from that cold-blooded town,

Then one night, as the raindrops were piercing
Through the rueful, restricting twilight,
Violet threw on her Sunday attire and
Did at once in the darkness delight,

So she ran through the alleys and gardens,
Dancing down the pitch-black London streets,
Her beautiful dress flew about her
As she skipped past the other deceits,

Violet's stories swam round in her memory
As she flew through the night and the stars,
And she bathed thoroughly and with relish
Until Violet was cleansed of her scars,

Now her heart was open and happy,
So she laughed and fluttered her tail,
Carelessly gliding free through the water
And onwards to the ocean did sail.

As the weary sun rose on the next day
Her friends could be seen on the pier,
Dabbing at their dry eyes with their hankies,
Voices straining trying to sound sincere,

"It has hurt us so indescribably,
That because of her poorly-sewn hems,
Violet felt she was inferior to us
And has drowned herself in the Thames."

Violet's parents had not yet noticed
The absence of their only daughter,
And they would understand even less
How she came to be dead underwater,

But Violet was now free to prosper,
To swim and to dance and to glide,
And with angels and mermaids to play with,
She would always in her dreams reside.


Details | Epic | |

If its true

If its true
that people change,
then why do you wear
this look,
that looks so strange?

The same old routine
you own,
its yours
and
its always yours
alone.

Despite what your faking.
Still the same on the inside.

And you'll always be.

Just as it seemed.
A meaningless moment,
when all your dreams agreed.
That which and why
you decide.

Your tongue starts swelling
as you drift away
with the ocean tide.


Details | Epic | |

For Charlie, With Love

To thee I sing O’ muse of verse,
Of our world that the Gods do curse.
For what Gods are these who cruelly play,
Their wicked games, for which humans pay.
Not content with a world of joy & love
They spite us all from Olympus above.
To try us all & break our backs,
As this is drama their world lacks.
For even Achilles was to die,
Yet his name lives on as time goes by.
So let me sing to you of a Great man,
Who’s name too lives on, after his sands have ran.
Charlie his name a heart so pure,
Full of love & passion, & courage sure.
Strode in he did to save poor souls,
One loving lady & her three foals.
‘Tis true his anger at times did boil,
But his effort was not mere toil.
‘Coz though the fires sometimes burned,
He & the foals soon were learned,
That in peace & harmony, joyous times were had,
A man found proud to call Dad.
With he at their side those foals matured,
& They to his nature became inured.
His fair traits & wit passed down,
Championer of rights, humour of renown.
But alas the Gods were not appeased,
Their unending anger had not eased,
So Zeus sent down his violent bolt
& struck Charlie down, what was his fault?
Who knows but they I shall not dwell,
‘Tis but part of the story that I do tell.
For when he passed on & spirit released,
His body slowed & heart was ceased,
He left himself without a sound
& found himself to Olympus bound.
 As he soared high like the dove
To the mount of the Gods high above,
He smiled to us all & sent a kiss
To all the people that he’ll miss.
& miss him back so we will,
That emptiness which we know can’t fill.
But hush your mourning & your sadness,
As he wished it show your gladness
That Charlie came & he all did touch,
Be thankful that we have that much.
So as I close this verse I do sing,
Aphrodite’s love & the fire Hephaestus does bring.
I say to thee be angry not at the Gods,
At Hera’s scheming & Zeus’s vile rods.
For they too bow to the fates,
Who plan our loves & plot our hates.
I thank thee all for your time,
For listening to my Ode to Charlie; my idle rhyme.
How I wish though, the outcome I could reverse,
I sing to thee, O’ muse of verse.


Details | Epic | |

Funeral Mystery

"In a littel while,
Sooner than you think, 
You won't hear me rant
You won't hear me scream
Cry, babble, or complain
So why am I telling you this?
It's your roof to your yard
And there's a second between"

Within my chest lay your remains
Dead
In there so dark and cold

On this day
Will you be there?
Or dead at my side
She calls for your head
He fights for your life
It's my hands
It's your blood
I can't decide
Whether to kill
Or let survive


Details | Epic | |

You're Everything

I hate the fact that you've hurt me
You've burdened me
From the pits of Hell I scream in flames
I hate the fact that you left me
You scarred me
In my rage I was blinded to your games
Most of all, more than anything
I hate it that I love you
And you're everything I hate


Details | Rhyme | |

I Blame Cupid

Cupids arrows
Must be dipped in poison,
Because I thought hearts were meant to beat,
Not to be broken

In the beginning i was in love
And thought it was all meant to be, 
Just me and him, in harmony.

I was going to walk away, 
But I decided to give him one last try
Then he hit me, with his solomn goodbye.

Cupid, you aren't always right.
The choices you make
Can backfire and turn love into hate.

Its not anything new to me, 
My life has always been filled
With suffering and pain.
But this time its not my fault, 
Cupid's the one to blame.


Details | I do not know? | |

Slow

Slow was the logo he had been wearing since he was born.
Born into a world of poverty and scorn. They look at you funny when your mom is 
destroying her fetus and it's not even born yet. 
9 months of pain in a bubble of insanity. Slowly fading. She didn't know how much you 
were going to be. 
So when the day came and she lied down on the table screaming and breathing. Cussing and 
fussing. Wondering why she didn't keep her silly legs closed.
But then you come around and your eyes were enough to tame her. No more stripping to make 
a dollar, no more crack pipes she wanted to be the perfect mother. She raised you right, 
though she made some mistakes she was really trying. 
Your first day of school she held your hand and cried because you were becoming such a 
little man.
She didn't yet know the hardships that were to come. The boat was solid now but the waves 
were sure to crash it.
The little boy strutted to school he wanted to make his mother proud but he didn't yet 
know he was going to be made a fool. 
First day of class and he could barely read. Teacher's crucified him because he didn't 
know his ABC's. 
From then on he was labeled slow. Got left back in the 3rd grade for him their seemed no 
hope. 
He went from being so determined to blaming his mother, the stress so enormous she 
started the pipe again.
The boy couldn't imagine how much he had hurt her. But he knew hurt as well and for now 
he felt he deserved to be selfish. 
Kids teased him every day, stole his lunch money, called him " slow" and a dummy. He had 
no friends and one day he turned to his mother. 
He said mom why is that every day I go to school and they tease me and I come home and I 
tease you. But you’re silent, you don't ever belittle me. Why is that mommy? He stared at 
her with intelligence in his eyes. The mother was silent for a second and then she looked 
into her baby's eyes and said " Because to me you are golden and even though they might 
not see it I surely know it".The boy looked at his mother and said but how can I be 
golden that's not what anyone says they all say that I’m slow. 
The mother looked at her son and reached out for his hand and slapped it. Didn’t I tell 
you never to listen to what other people say it only matters what you think? What do you 
think?  
The boy gazed into his mother's eyes and said " I think I’m really bright, if you can see 
it and I can see it than that's all I need to know. The mother smiled as he left her that 
day the future seemed bright.


Details | I do not know? | |

A vampires poem (1549)

Blood i seek, blood i lust, 
blood i crave, blood i must! 
Day has gone night is here, 
eternal day thats all i fear! 
Years have past seem like days, 
endless night i stop to gaze. 
Forever young i cant get old, 
thirst for blood my skin is cold. 
Born centuries ago in a far distant land, 
were i fell victim to another hand! 
I left my home land so long ago, 
where this evil feeling did so grow! 
I searched for others just like me, 
i sailed the ocean across the sea. 
Years went by my search was long, 
looking for belief to were i belong. 
It was Paris (1304)it finally came, 
i think of it again and again 
The night was young it was pouring with rain 
She whispered in my ear that we are the same. 
Enemy of man, they hunt me down, 
home for now, this old town. 
I hear their thoughts, i smell their fear, 
most often they don't now am here. 
I keep my face on that old bookshelf, 
because that's the only time i see myself. 
Blood i need, before sun rise, 
staring through these black cold eyes 
I roam the night were creatures call, 
i write this now from this old town hall. 


Details | Narrative | |

And Then

And Then…

My work finished
     I glanced back at the clock
Ah… The Witching Hour
     Hung heavy on the next tock
My thoughts raced back
     To childhood days
          To scary stories
               Round campfires haze
                    To daunting dares
                         In dark woods maze
               And then… It caught my eye

A phantom shape
     That just moments before
Had been shadows tossed
     Twixt the walls and floor
And I admit
     Twas’ dimly lit
          Random shapes
               In chances knit
                    Poorly viewed
                         From where I sit
               And then… I saw it move

Just then I thought
     Tis’ time to trust and pray
And steady my hearts resolve
     Should this be the reckoning day
And then I swear
     The room grew cold
          Events purpose
               Moved to unfold
                    My chest I clutched
                         My soul to hold
               And then… I heard it speak

“Time is at hand”
     And those words comforted it seemed
And my God in a timeless moment
     I became one with all I’d dreamed
Tis’ certain this
     Event of page
          Will visit all
               Upon life’s stage
                    Fully quenching
                         Life’s burning rage
               And then…


Details | Epic | |

We Lost More Than a Dad

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost half of how we came to be
We lost we four girls first love
We lost our Best Friend

We lost more than just a Dad that day
Our Mom lost her Soul Mate, Her other half 
Our children lost their Papaw
We lost our family’s foundation 
We lost the glue that held us together

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost the Strongest man we ever knew 
We lost the man we looked up too
We lost we four girls Teacher of many things

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We four girls lost our Hero
We lost some of our Light
We lost part of our Heart
We lost part of our Soul

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost some of our Courage
We lost some of our Strength
We lost some of our will to fight back
We lost some of our will to carry on
We four girls lost more than a Dad
We lost more than just a Dad that day


Details | Narrative | |

Me, Myself, and I - (Part 1)

Hello Friends... I suffer from Severe Bi-Polar Disorder and this submission was inspired by 
actual events that occured during one of my especially critical manic episodes. Be sure and 
read Part 2 to complete the poem and leave your comments on the Part 2 submission. Thank 
you for allowing me to share my pain for pain shared is pain diminished 


Me, Myself, and I...


“There are things that concern us,”
		Consensed my “Selves” in earnest
““We” fear that “I” have succumbed to delusion”

“And after careful deliberation
		It is with much hesitation
That we choose to delineate upon this confusion”


“Fact is your intuition
		Is riddled with superstition
And your judgment leaves much to be desired”

“So you leave us no recourse
		Don’t push us to use force”
It is then that the “I” was summarily fired


I exclaimed “By whose authority?” Response, “Rule of majority”
“The “Myself” and the “Me,” (forthwith the “We”), are experts in our field”

“And with much technique and time
		And some forays into the sublime
The nature of your malady will be revealed”


“So to keep yourself from having a fit
		Step back and just calm down a bit”
“We,” they said, “certainly have this under control”

“We swear this won’t hurt at all”
		Then I felt my inhibitions fall
Still I said a prayer to God that He keep my soul


You know, fact is I do feel off axis
		As evidenced by such parapraxis
As this prose that I, (or is it “Us”), seek to pen

And with my mind feeling numb
		I finally chose to succumb
And allow the “Me” and the “Myself” to begin


And then came questions in a flurry
		Answer, answer and please do hurry
Not one moment of respite did they give

They pushed and they prodded
		With every “T” crossed and “I” dotted
My mind felt like it had gone through a sieve


And all this psycho-analysis
		Is causing my mind paralysis
The questions, can you stop with the questions please

“Yes, oh yes indeed
		I do believe we have what we need
To make an attempt to identify your unknown neuroses”


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 | Lyric | |

Don't Cry

Please don't cry over my casket 
For I am not there 
Please don't cry at my grave 
My soul has been set free 
I know it's hard not to cry 
I've been down that road one to many times 

I have no more pain 
I have no more sickness 
And I would not change a thing 
As I walk threw the gates of Heaven 
Mom Dad our brothers and sisters 
Will welcome me with open arms 
Here I am free of that pain 

Don't blame yourself 
It was my time to go home 
This is where I'm supposed to be 
Don't dwell on things which you can not change 
I will always be in your heart 

I will always be watching over you 
When that day comes for you to come home
I will be there to welcome you 
With open arms
And walk you threw the gates of Heaven 
You will be greeted by our family & friends
Who came home before you 
Until that day I will be watching over you


Details | Narrative | |

Me, Myself, and I - (Part 2)

Hello Friends... I suffer from Severe Bi-Polar Disorder and this submission was inspired by 
actual events that occured during one of my especially critical manic episodes. Be sure and 
read Part 1 first so as to get the true gist of the poem and leave your comments here on the 
Part 2 submission. Thank you for allowing me to share my pain for pain shared is pain 
diminished.


Me, Myself, and I... (continued)


“Your, (Or “Our”), symptoms seem to intermit
		And the fact that “You’re,” (“We’re”), a hypocrite
Tis no wonder we’re having such problems with diagnosis”

Then “I” had an idea so grand
		To dispense with this at my own hand
A self-inflicted coup de grace would be my prognosis


So while the “Me” and the “Myself” squabbled
		With courage newly cobbled
“I” spotted the dresser drawer and made my run

With fingers fiercely fumbling
		Whilst they continued grumbling
“I” produced from the depths of the drawer a shiny gun


And now my life, though ill-fated
		Was soon to be vindicated
This would affect us all equally the same

Would be no myself or me
		No you, him, us, or we
But an inclusive all would be to blame


It took me a moment to figure
		Out the safety on the trigger
Then “I,” (or “Us”), prepared to do the dirty deed

Then the barrel found my temple
		And as it settled into the dimple
A still small voice did my “selves” choose to heed


Hence a moment of clarity 
		Harkened me to posterity
And I thought what a legacy to leave behind

“Can’t we all find a way
		To save this miserable day
And avoid a broken body for someone to find”


And then deep within my soul
		I felt and heard a simple drum roll
And the differing sides of me just subsided

And with my mind now as one
		I worked to get this all undone
The whole business of this stuff I derided


And tis now true of fact
		That I survived this ordeal intact
And lived to raise my face unto the sky
 
And here now as it ends
		I find I’ve made good friends
With the “Me”, the “Myself,” and the “I”


Thank you for taking the time to share in my poetry. Please feel free to leave your thoughts 
or comments here on this page. 

J. Scott Burns...


Details | Concrete | |

A Written Soldiers Fight

A supreme soldier walks truly alone in the depths of night
he is soft spoken from a life of being so hard that he was stoned until his eyes filled red bloodshot in his sight
he notices what he once thought to be? Was wrong and very far from right
So he asks God for forgiveness from his very own darkness that it may to like his Redemption be shone upon his lost light
He knows its no longer about the bullets in this battle for it is the words in his very own Mind that will matter most in this life among death upon a written soldier's fight.....


Details | Ballad | |

My Cousin Alf

Written by my Cousin Susan Northwood who thinks she cannot write. She wrote this poem for me. pleaser let her know that she can write very well, she is also an excellent artist. By the way, I am back from my holiday, and glad to be back with you all.





My cousin  Alf.

Whilst searching on the net one day
A name jumped out on me
Peter Duggan, as he is known
My cousin, that he be.
A crazy man, a writer too
Speaks his mind, I kid not you
He loves to argue, and debate
Gossip, and trivia, he does so hate.

He wrote me emails, all the time
And many poems in rhythm, and rhyme
His words were calming, made sense to me
Helped my fears,and anxieties.
Life for him had not been kind
Bullied, beaten, and a troubled mind
But here he was, helping me
With all my anger, that He could see

As time did pass, my life got better
Thanks to him, and all his letters
Back and forth, we wrote like mad
Happy laughing, and sometimes sad.
Now here in Oz, I've come to see
My cousin, and his family
Yes he's just how I imagined
Loves all life, and writes with passion.

He argues, talks, and often shouts
Sings, and laughs, but what about?
Yes, he's blunt, and can be rude
He'll shock you too, if you're a prude
But underneath his suit of armour
There stands a man, who's met his karma
All he wants is peace in in life
No more trouble. fights and strife.

There's many souls who cannot cope
With this loud, outspoken bloke
But I know where this man is from
He says it in his words and songs.
So for me he is not Peter
Or Billy, John or Ralph
He simply is my cousin 
Also known as Alf.

Written by Susan Northwood, for Peter Duggan.


Details | Epic | |

GOD SENT THESE WORDS

GOD SENT THESE WORDS!
The most omnipotence felt by humanity is via the passion of God. He has sent the flood of natural disaster. The rain came so great that guises praised his name. Never another fascia would exist within this nation. The wrath of God was due to disbelief. The people had sin throughout eternity. However, this was not the cause of God’s rage. His antipathy came forth from the lack of faith. The lightning strikes and the thunder shook. The populace sheltered themselves. Everyone listen to the voice of the Almighty God through the trees lachrymose as they tumbled. What a lesson taught by God and if not learnt, you have not gotten your house in order. Friends and families support is crucial. God sent these words to all living creatures. Adhere to be saved!
__________________________|
Penned On September 20,2014!


Details | Epic | |

THE BADLANDS OF ARIZONA

The wilderness in Arizona during cowboy days was for the adventurous to journey far away from their home front into the great divide where wolves and coyotes could take their lives.  They were skilled hunters and master trappers that could spot a prairie dog close ready to go up their trousers.  With two horses in travel, one for each, one would take a break to stretch a bit.  The mountains appeared as a majestic landscape.  Cowboys had made it to the badlands today.

Their journey for the common good and to find new country brought a mind-set and a certain hunger.  Never to be dissuaded, even when one got discouraged, they will conquer their demons and be triumphant from their troubles.  As they camped at night, they spoke on destiny.  The altitudes they had to sustain were just an achievement once claimed.  Why ponder on what could be lost when they came to summit?  The acmes they face now.  He stands to see the apogees and views the mountains before proceeding.

Cowboys in the badlands are oblique.
Cowboys in the badlands are circuitous.
Cowboys in the badlands are seekers of faith.
Today is a day not to abandon.
Two cowboys will become jovial and rich.
Cowboys in the badlands are self-fulfilled.
___________________________________|
PENNED ON OCTOBER 09, 2014!


Details | Epic | |

SMALL COUNTRY IS ENOUGH

More than enough for me, a small country
There is no bloodshed, the winning is free
So the government rules are not our foes
Life even at bet, at least on our own bit

Than a country of big, but a war it will take
Ours not the country, not even our territory
Let the owners govern they and have their say
They won’t accept us to lead their heads

They don’t like the islanders, to captain the ship
They have their own chief in the land wide field
Like them is us will never accept their lead
Never had we recognize, their captain in the trip

They will do theirs among their kind
For the cause’s sake, there must be a divide
And then we are to unite, to hold our rights
The winning is completed to get back to basic!



Sunday, 10 November 2013
7:17am, Kota Kinabalu


Details | Prose | |

Goddess

They say the sun shines on the skin of a goddess her hair dark filled with flowers and her skin of silk,
When you see her don't let her go she will treat u like a god and run her silk hands against the ruffness of your skin she will show u the right way to enlightenment her eyes golden brown so deep you can get lost she can see right through you and know the depth of your soul she will speak words so smooth softer then the wind 
Skin so smooth the sun follows her every move.


Details | Rhyme | |

Captured Soul

CAPTURED SOUL
BY A.W.NUTTER

Screams play an exciting melody to his ear
Trying to escape from the torment and fear
Praying for your death, no relief can you see
Begging to die so your soul can roam free

The beating too severe, your eyes start to cloud
Alone and frightened in a darkened shroud
A beacon of light suddenly flooding your essence
The Lord allows you to be aware of his presence

The joy filling your soul cannot be measured
Pain and fear gone, prayers had been answered
Your hand reaches out to touch the creator
Hearing a voice, you can’t stay with the Savior

Awakening to the reality of your captors face
As broken ribs his calloused fingers trace
Tears flow easily, before long they’re streaming
Touching the Savior, You must have been dreaming

Straining against the bindings salvation erased
Searing pain, the soul is forced to embrace
Screaming for mercy, a fool to have been praying
Tormented forever, there’s no hope of escaping


Details | Epic | |

PINION

This is my testimony.
     I really loved this man completely.
Nonetheless, he betrayed me.
     I am not going to shackle my life.
A godsend for me to set the world afire.

I know to capitalize when the windfall is from negative vibes; 
     the path that I was on found me alone.
He cheated easily while I believed in him.
     Faithfully, I found trouble embracing me.
I held my emotions in check because I believed in him.

Life is just a game to play with a man.
     He dummies himself to a real relationship.
He was caught up in the moment.
     He did not expect me to catch him the way I did.

I know to capitalize on my man lies.
     The dividend that I received puts me abreast with my poetry.
He tells me he loves me and asks me to forgive him for being a cheat.
     My respond is I don’t feel his worthiness of me.

The yoke of restraint has removed.
     I am just like Stella getting her groove on because before I let my man cheat, 
I rather move on.
_______________________________________|
Penned on September 23, 2014 @ 12:31 AM EST!


Details | Ballad | |

You're Just A Stranger

Why do you despise me
why can't you let me be,
how come you always pestering me.
How come you can not see
I am beginning to turn my love away from thee
Just as you are turning your hate on me.

I proceed biting my words back 
and just nodding my head
you think i am the one to blame
but you'll end up losing me instead.
I try to talk to you, but you
cut me out and shut your ears
where will this get us
in fifteen or so years.
 
You bring down the pressure
while i try to do as you say
Only until i lose, you win
will you stop yelling and walk away.

Here i sit, expressing my stress on paper
only hoping tomorrow will bring
something better
and that i won't lose my life forever.
Please forgive me 
for this paper may be wet with tears
I know this is a stage in life,
I pray will pass in a few years. 

As i write my anger fades
but when i think about you it returns
I hope we both learn from this
For I may lack empathy
but you are always so very stern.
It seems everything I do
has gotten on your nerves
And I know you don't hold it inside
For your anger does surly splurge.

Tonight you have taken my phone
and cut me off from my friends I truly need
your words hit me hard,
and to you I can not plead.
Someday I may realize
what you did was probably right
I will try to understand,
I will try with all my might.
But until that day
or until through my eyes you see,
You are still a stranger
You're just a stranger to me.

Nov. 21. 2011


Details | Rhyme | |

Black and White

You’ve maddened me to the core 
You singed me with your ferocious fire
We’re opposites… we’ll never integrate  
We can’t blend with each other…
Your love and I’m hate 
We’re contrary to each other…

So don’t even think about 
Getting us back together 
Because without a doubt, 
We don’t click with each other…

So let us go our own way…

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be deleted from my mind…

I’m not the one that should pay the price
You act as if you’re an angel from heaven
But, you’re a fiend…a devil from hell...who needs your advice?
Could someone unchain me from this prison?

So let us prepare for that day…

Fear and bewilderment build inside of our minds
Taking over us…we’re wasting valuable time
Terror and wrath injects into our veins…time starts to unwind 
I’m regaining my glory…this moment feels so sublime  

You think you’re innocent?
I can sense your guilt…bleeding through you
Do you live to feed me anguish? 
Don’t deny it…you crafty demon…no wonder I feel blue

Let’s get ready for battle…
I’ll watch you decay…
IT’S PAY BACK TIME . . .
Taste my fury and my agony 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be defeated…

I scream before nightfall
I close my eyes to kiss my demise
I want to disappear 
Scratch away my desolation
Wipe away my tears…
Spewing out of my eyes…like a waterfall
Tonight, there will be dismay
There will be suffering 
After sundown…
Failure and glory will expose like stars in the midnight sky
Who will earn the crown? 
No one knows in silent wars – who can reveal the light in goodbye
  
Why are we black and white?
Are you too afraid to know the reason why? 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to suffer alone…


Details | Ballad | |

Rapture's Light

I’ve just had an experience unlike any other.
It was so great, cause now I’m with the Father.
I’ve just had an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who came with me in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

I’ve been through hell all thro’out my life.
And I’ve had all kinds o’ different strife.
And I’ve been hard-press’d.
And I’ve been depressed.
And just when I thought I got the hang o’ things,
They change, and they rearrange.

I’ve done all sorts o’ things.
Stupid things. Crazy things.
But now times have changed.
And everything has rearranged.
And all that I e’er knew,
Has come back to bite you.

I’ve just had an experience unlike any other.
It was so great, cause now I’m with the Father.
I’ve just had an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who came with me in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

So listen closely as I tell what’s happened to the world.
The world’s spun it’s last spin and has finally hurled.
The Hea’nly Host has brought us up.
All us Christians, that is, pup.
Anyone listening to this,
is more ‘an likely in any state but bliss.

If this is bein’ heard,
Then e’eryone is real disturbed.
You may’ve just witnessed all of us disappearing,
But there’ll still be another hearing.
Like it’s been for all of life, ‘cept for this one instance that is,
You may come to meet the Lord after you perish.

You’ll have an experience unlike any other.
It’ll be so great, cause you’ll be with the Father.
You’ll have an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who’ll come with you in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

I shall end this now for I’m ent’rin the Pearly Gates o’ Heav’n.
It’s more beautiful than can be describ’d by any Reveren’.
If somehow this reaches you people on Earth,
Remember this one thing from the hearth.
There’ll always be hope, so stay strong!
Don’t worry, this torture won’t last long.

You’ll have an experience unlike any other.
It’ll be so great, cause you’ll be with the Father.
You’ll have an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who’ll come with you in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!


Details | Bio | |

Solitude: To Yoda, An Ode

Green bark a prism creates,
Feel the pull of earth, you must.

Rotates, a slime of endless hates,
Can hold me not, this world’s crust.

Friendship’s ties, isolation Deflates,
Succumbs, my spaceship, to bitter rust.

Mist, my soul forever permeates,
Lift-off, booms the rocket’s thrust.

My spirit when light returns, elates,
Swamps swell, swallowed hope’s swirling dust.

Trapped, I am, until student from fate
Arrives to learn; Cloud City or bust.


Details | Ballad | |

The Forgotten Ones

Forgotten somewhere in the midst of steel and concrete. 
Bound by shackles and chains even in our sleep. 
Living like wolves preying amongst lost sheep. 
Concrete tears and pains so mindfully deep. 

Forgotten by those on the outside. 
We cant even run no where, we cant even hide. 
No choice left but to sit and fight. 
In here only the strong minded survive. 
Truth be told in here what is wrong is right. 

All most os us got is wasted M&^*&F*^&&ng time. 
We sit back and work out and write heartfelt rhymes. 
Not to be a victim of prey we all trying. 
Many stories are told, songs are written of truth over lying. 

We are gone for the moment but not truly forgotten so the hurt we must not show it.
 We are to old while we young to be crying in front of full grown men for this is a time we must out grow it.
 There aint no way out this hell hole and we all know it. 
Feelings of hopelessness surrounds te heart to the point where we can no longer control it.
 
In here there is only time no fun. 
Darkness fills night no light shone in here from the sun. 
Only by our own selves we may be out done. 
BECAUSE IN HERE IT FEELS LIKE WE ARE TRULY THE FORGOTTEN ONES....


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

To a Bride Without a Name

Oh Flora, Choral Beauty The Sun Rises With You Out of An Abyss of Chaos, Yet No Piece of Beauty Is Lost I Can't Grant You Nobility, But Our Love's Vitality Will Last Till The Gates of Hades's Halls They Will Push, They Will Pull, And Their Power Will Grow Just To Have A Piece of Our Love's Immortality For It They Cannot Wait Subdued By Desperation's Phantom But I Will Always Be One of Them So, My Dear, Please Understand I'm Just A Chevalier Drenched With My Sins The Hope Will Fade The Rose Will Turn Black The Promise Was Just I Lie, Though I Forbade I Will Just Be Another Empty Heart, Slain By Your Loosening Grip On My Sanity I Will Die, You Will Be Free Believe - It's The Way Things Must Be My Dear, Just Understand


Details | Ballad | |

Family First

I cant believe Im going to have my own family, something I never had; 
Its time to step up and be a real dad; 
Now I can remember the things that make me happy and forget the things that make me sad;
 Its time that I start doing good than the bad; 
I want for my child to see me as a role model; 
Its time I break my own chains to that alcoholic bottle; 
I want to be that someone who can be trusted to follow; 
I silently cry at night because the truth is hard to swallow; 
I jus hope I can make that change today not tomorrow; 
I got to change before I end up in an?early hearst; 
My art is my gift and alcohol is my curse, I must break my own alcoholic thirst;
 I must relieve my own selfishness tendencies before they burst; 
I got to stop making alcohol my only because its no longer just about me, because my very own family comes first


Details | Ballad | |

Im Gone

Life as a lonely lost poet bred from dark cracks 
Lost soul living plain and simple among the people black and white 
Drug along with alcoholic among us distracts 
Lost values and principles around one many continue to lack 
Everyday simple facts, its like breathing through plastic sacks 
Slowly suffercating until the brain goes wack 
Once death comes my way I must keep it part of my past 
Aint no way God going to bring my little brother back 
I guess its a curse upon all those of us living like outlaw of an outcast 
How the **** will I ever truly outlast until I heal and break out my cast 
God cant you see Im tired of wearing this permanent mask 
I know my poetry has hidden answers if I look and read closer so I shouldnt have to ask
 Staying lost is a choice in the open road with no gas 
So as a lost poet through hardships now and in the future I will outgrow it 
The devil trying to get my soul and behold it 
but I know only this one man controls it 
Its too priceless for even my own greed to have sold it 
So as a lost poet I will climber higher than high if not then right below it 
Found in a world of lies with few truths as but another lost poet


Details | Ballad | |

The Miracle

Lift the wailing wood
Hammer the tortured nails
Place the ghostly steps
Below the battered rails

Invite those crazy strangers
Dressed in stranger clothes
Join the mighty miracle 
Ready to unfold

Building a stairway 
In the desert
Aimed toward the pure and honest sky
Building a stairway
In the desert
Going to rise for miles
And miles 

Leave this evil town
Where scorpions share your bed
Guilty snakes make a home
Deep inside your head

The bleeding sun
Burns your feet
Hangmen joke
Beggars weep

Buried bodies
Cry for help
Undertakers
Steal your wealth

Building a stairway 
In the desert
Aimed toward the pure and honest sky
Building a stairway
In the desert
Going to rise for miles
And miles 

We’re laughing and      					
We’re dancing				 	
In the desert				
Dancing in the desert			
Of our lives				

Can’t you see?
We’re dancing in the desert
Dancing in the desert 
Of our lives

Feel so free				
Dancing in the desert				
Dancing in the desert 			 		
Of our lives				

Free….so free
In the desert
Dancing in the desert
Of our lives

Lift the wailing wood
Hammer the tortured nails


Details | Ballad | |

Fireworks Hill

Let’s go climb
And move back time
To that mysterious hill
Where a boy first met his girl

Long before 
The cynics arrived
Before the laughter died
And God returned the day to night

Where dazzling fireworks
Rained sparkles
On our lives
Two strange birds
Came together
And opened up their eyes

Let’s go climb 
We’ll move back time

Fireworks Hill, Fireworks Hill
Far from my mind
Never forgotten
Fireworks Hill, Fireworks Hill
We became one there
So very often

And there are vivid colors 
Blasting through the sky
Dancing rainbows 
I really want to taste
There is weeping smoke
Painting all the stars
Burning graveyards 
For the human race

Let’s go climb
And move back time
To that mysterious hill
Where a boy first met his girl

We’ll race to the edge
Fulfill our pledge
It was written in blood
The heat of our love

Oh, jump, baby, jump
We’ll fly away together
Jump, baby, jump
Our bodies joined forever

Let’s go climb
And move back time 
To that mysterious hill
Where a boy first met his girl

Fireworks hill, fireworks hill
I see the sparkles in the air
Fireworks hill, fireworks hill
I smell the dazzle of your hair
Fireworks hill, Fireworks hill
We flew to Heaven over there

Let’s go climb
We’ll move back time
(Forever…with you)


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Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?


Details | Epic | |

THE GLITCH

Looking back on the memory 
Of a perfect Sunday afternoon
Contest results were rolling in
How I faired would be known soon

Amy made my poem her Reason
I was blown away with a first place
Encouragement from the horse rider
I was humbled by her poetic grace

Craig's Oddities landed me a #5 
It's amazing just to be on his list
The dude is an incredible talent
To glean from him I can not resist

Roy had given me a number two
For a Bridge to take troubles away
Didn't realize how much I'd need it
Before the sunset on this Spring day 

I was writing congratulations to others
When Verlena proudly notified me
In Small Poems I'd finished first again
I was in total shock how could this be

Like a child I screen shot the winners list
How else could I remember this day
Proudly made edits to reflect the win
In that moment I'd love to stay

Within hours 1st prize had been taken
I surly wasn't the king after all
What appeared to be a super win
In reality became a significant fall

I quickly notified the contest sponsor 
As a newbie who doesn't know how it works
I was told "it probably was a Glitch"
Perhaps one of the Soup's quirks?

For good measure to keep me humble
Since yesterday there's been 4 contest
I didn't place in any of them
Not a one thought my work was best

I don't want there to be any drama
Surely these failures can't be blamed on me
Could there be a simple explanation
The Glitch, a result of the Peter Conspiracy?

*This is the story of how a newbie to PoetrySoup went from 1st place to 5th place (update: now last place) in a small poems Contest.  The poem is not meant to vent frustration, but to show how a young pup can easily become full of themselves only to be quickly humbled! The intent is purely humorous!

3-11-14


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

THE FALL OF BAGHDAD

     THE FALL OF BAGHDAD
What rite of passage, moves one to the light,
and through the healing of all earthly ail,
bestows this breath of life, to make it right,
Oh Babylon, tis time for life to fail.

Harm thee no thing, no spirit in the sky,
nor any beast nor fowl who's meant to flyl

In algebric expression, your unknown,
will show the spirit world we fail to see,
Your recognizing from your flowers grown
In Poppy fields, your highs not meant to be.

We've paid the price, for all to bear your sin
And left you with no peace you have to win.

Each algebric expression drives us mad,
now your unknown is where we have to hide,
it matters not your ending will be sad,
Scheherazade may dance, but she has lied.

The streets of Baghdad--Babylon's decay
Are made to waste, they will not have their day.

No Shamanistic eye can bear your weight,
nor transforms what you've been to other things,
and when you see the truth, it's all in hate
that brings the end, of which all life now sings.

Witch Doctors all have read bones all the same,
It is our end, and Babylon's to blame.
© ron wilson


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Haikus About God: II

Invisible chap
Bearded egomaniac
Probably not real


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

OUR GOD IS ABLE

our God is able to provide all of our needs
for it was in us that He planted His very seed
no matter what's happening in life no matter how hard are the days
God is able to keep us uplifted as we journey on our way
in the midst of the storms in the midst of moments of despair
give God all the glory that you are even still here

during August 2011 we went through a lot of stuff
an earthquake, a hurricane and then flooding water enough is enough!
many called on the name of God and many cried out for Christ
but why when everything is going good God's not a part of their lives?
what many fail to grasp is that God is always here
and we need to talk to Him daily not only in times of despair

for our God is able to keep food on our tables
our God is able to keep us upright 
to maintain and sustain us through each day and night
and if you woke up this morning give God all the praise
and if you have a job in this recession let your hands to Him be raised
and if your children are doing just great 
go and worship Him in any house of faith
God is able to maintain all that you've acquired
and give Him the thanks for fulfilling your desires
just don't think that this world is all about you
for it was by the grace of God that you pulled through
and if you're blessed with a pension of a 401K
give God the thanks that it came your way

our God is able to keep us from falling down
as our faith in Him keeps us on higher ground
so grab on to the hand of God let His glory manifest in you
stay in the presence of God and follow the path designed for you
and when your money gets funny and your change becomes strange
let the blessings of the Lord get your finances rearranged
and when it comes to finding that soul mate in life
let the God who is able send you a child of Christ
bow down to His wisdom, bow down to His authority
as you allow His glory and majesty to come unto thee

our God is able to keep us from going astray
so in life it is unto Him that we should pray





Details | Ballad | |

Voice in the Night

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Call of hope
After the world turned dark

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Healing words
Made from
Angel heart

Oh, her chocolate whisper
Warm convincing breeze
Oh, her breathy laughter
In the shadow of my need 

Don’t you hear the voice?
Save  you from despair
Don’t you hear the voice?
Sent by ghosts who care

Don’t you hear the voice?
Rises like a prayer
Come to rescue you
From your earthly snare

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Call of hope 
Kissed my tears away

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Now I dance
To a magic serenade

Don’t you hear the voice?
Memories of home
Don’t you hear the voice?
Pretty as a poem

Don’t you hear the voice?
Vivifies your soul
Bathes you in a pool 
Love you’ve never known

How do I thank
The voice in the night?
Call of hope
After the world turned dark

Voice inside the darkness
Gets into my head
Lady caller,
Take me, take me
To your bed

Voice inside the darkness
Gets into my head
Lady caller
Raise me, raise me
From the dead

Voice inside the darkness
Gets into my head


Details | I do not know? | |

Green Fingers

Dave, who when his time came to retire
Thought he'd have a quiet life
But instead he soon discovered
That he had a nagging wife.
He acquired an allotment  to pass the time
An hour or two of solitude out of the house.
A relaxing day in the summer sun.
Far away from the over bearing spouse.
Then one day he had a shock.
While relaxing with a cold beer.
In the distance, rolling down the path,
A nightmare come true, his worst fear.
His wife came ever closer.
Wearing a massive grin.
She put out her arms to greet.
And kissed him on the chin.
'I have come to help you'
She said with a smile.
'I will come here every day.
And be with you for a quite a while'
Now he did not fancy this one bit.
And tried gently to decline.
But  his wife insisted. and said together 
They must spend more time.
So he asked her 'what would you like to do.?'
'Oh just give me the spade.' she said.
So reluctantly he did as she asked
And brought the spade down on her head.
Then he dug a fresh new plot.
And buried her in the ground.
Her skill in the garden was proved true.
With a good harvest all year round.
But he was eventually caught.
And how was most absurd.
For his wife had the final say.
As always had the last word.
Of his fruit and veg Dave was proud
Set up a business, sold door to door.
Until somebody noticed something sprout.
It was not a spring onion they saw.
Dave goes over the day again and again.
As in his cell he lingers.
For what was seen poking out the ground.
Were two solitary green fingers.


Details | Free verse | |

Freedom Reigns

"'Cause when your back's against the wall
That's when you show no fear at all
And when you're running out of time
That's when you hitch your star to mine
We won't be leaving by the same road that we came by"

~Keane - My Shadow Lyrics ~

------------------------------------------------------------ There is no celestial place for you to guide my thoughts Can you not see that I am free from you? I am a black bird perched high in the treetops You will hear my crowing and you may hate it But my dear, you cannot take away my voice! Yet still, as fire oppresses forests of life, You can abuse my freedom to find your glory You may discard these words for your love of gods, And in so doing you may simply ignore All the cries that I so passionately utter But my infectious species will guide your mind straight back To that once so lonely treetop where you merely glanced And there will be multitudinous, oppressing thoughts That shall enslave you and bind you unwillingly The crows will only grow louder when you turn away— When you pretend to ignore with your remaining, strangling pride For my voice is a production sent from above Dispatched to judge you pitilessly for your swelling lies! And the choirs of ferocious beaks shall open forever Harmony and dissonance as one


Details | Epic | |

Betch Please, Really

I simply love being me for I am so good at everything step into my city and they will tell you who is King one day when I am hungry I will swallow everything then and only then shall I inherit the stuff I dream even then I promise not to settle for satisfaction at any instant half a second I could spring into full action so go against me? please, you do not even measure up to half of the goodness that I hold tight like my treasure still spreading rumors about me to try and destroy my life can't believe I let myself get beat by a stripper and my self-intended knife try and say I'm gay even though we both know that isn't the truth just ask any woman I been with if they ever needed proof they'll say I was the cream of the crop as they took it all night knowing I just may never stop I own the status of a legend now what you got left to say when I bring it twenty-four seven?


Details | Free verse | |

Duck Side Story

You have your North side ducks, 
And you have your south side ducks.
Neither the twain shall meet.
For each one had his nose in the air. 
They simply would not do the greet.

So as it happens they would dance with flair in the middle of the pond.
Always trying to out do the other side…Yes, let’s call it ‘Stomp The Pond’
Wings in motion lifting them up, to stomp the waters with their feet
Acrobatics and splashing around… Man it looked so neat.

So Stella, one of the South Side Ducks fell in love with her North side Pete.
But she couldn’t cross the middle of the pond, with so much action in the way.
Fussing, blustering, and carryings on were the name of the day.

But you know, there’s always one strange duck, and that’s the one who built a bridge.
Now all the others could come across or watch the stomp from the middle of the id.
My moral, I say to you young ones… is as appealing as stomping can be…
The world works better when brought together… 
By the builders of a bridge.


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Draconian II

[The Puppeteer]
The storm I see you in
Caught in the race of Caïn
Held by the arms you cannot see--the conducter of Ennui 
-No stronger than the void you hold within-
It began with a hope, an obsession
Casted into, slavery of repugnant possessions 
Granted by, the Avaricious Lords, the ones we serve for
-They Told Us to pray, hope, away from despair, the despair caused by their immaculate Hands
Malice, envy, greed, was granted to me, The Feudal Dream, we want to be Them, just like him
-just how he solaces us, ambivalent hope, engendering knives to my throat 

[The Fall]
In this Valley of morning and weeping
Love lies bleeding, in desperate fear
With their talons, the hunt to rip out thy heart 
As each velvet petal falls apart
Her body chained in their bile and lies, covered with their red-spy
-sent just to check if our souls are in line, do not defy 
Her blood velvet and pure, drips away with innocence of the amber guardian 
The soil of plagues, beggars, and graves
Is know her home, the coven of solace
Though the seed has died--resurrection Is near passing through death's fear
One stronger than you--and thy funeral skies
She is alive--anew
But the vapors still remain
The Apocalypse is here, do we fear?
Just for the death of our sins
Elysia never Seemed so far away

[Our Damnation]
Solitary ruins, Fulfill their visions
We strayed far from the depths within 
We all lingered to his solace--lies
-you make the sign everyday, but lack toknow the name
We are just the toys, he pulls all of the strings
We are nothing in this burning world
of Decadence, and Failed Semblance

[Draconian] 
Draconian--Reach for the shadows within
Draconian--Break from the Fallen's son
Draconian--Their empirical lies, only die
Draconian--Reach the shadows within


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Haikus About God: VI

The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
Hence... circumcision?


Details | Rhyme | |

A Hole in the Universe

There’s a hole in the Universe
And I can see it from 
My 
Hearse

Driving to the graveyard 
For one final look

While the mourners 
Take photos
Filling an entire 
Facebook

There’s a hole in the Universe
And I can see it from
My 
Noose

Wrapped round my head
For one final jerk

Because I sent you 
Away
And it really
Hurts

But I won’t say a thing
Not a single peep
From a  man 
Made of stone
And the blood of a
Beast

Sing me one last melody
In that way you did
In a La La so sweet
La La La
La La La
My sweet

Sing me one last dirge
For the body 
You once held
In a La La so sweet
La La La
La La La
My sweet

You see

There’s a hole in the Universe
And I  can see it from
My
Place

Where the sky meets
The fire

Roasting hopes upon  
A pyre

And leaves me 

Wanting

One last
Touch

One last
Kiss 

One last
La La

So sweet

A taste of  perfect heaven

The complete Universe

I once found 

In

Your 

Baby Face.


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: IV

God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.


Details | Haiku | |

This will be my FINAL poem on the Soup

no more Soup for me all of YOU have pissed me off April Fools Suckers
JSLambert ~ This is the fabulous "Prankster Haiku" Haiku from the Heart Contest ~This is not your average Haiku. But I am not yir' average Joseph, for my "Prankster Haiku" form is highly Ex-plosiPH! Ya' DiGG?


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 | Blank verse | |

Master Slave

Live as others see,                                                                                                  
just what it is we do
Uncomplicated so to speak,
Superficial surface, simple rules
unfolding actions
Genuflecting before the holy altar
Or living the life provided
But there is the backgrounder
The arbiter, arbitrator of who we are
Giving opinions, comments
On every lasting moment
Final liable depending on circumstances
That we don’t necessarily agree to see
Directs us to those actions
might puzzle even on lookers
The final ruler, the master slave
Who lives deep down, lives so far down
No one knows from country which
Only guess at his (hers) presence
Involved in more, much more 
Then you would ever guess
Smoke reveals flame, spring needs rain
The presence shapes the flowing current
And talks tales to the tiller,
A stronger voice when seas’ in turmoil
Surprisingly directed seemingly                                                                        
unthoughtful  actions
To those who stand and stare
Surprising mostly to ourselves
Unfamiliar with the master slave
Who lives so far below.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Pricked

Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.


Details | Ghazal | |

OBLIVION OF UNICORN INFECTED EXISTENCE OF FECAL MATTER

I once told a lie 
as I looked her in the eyes
LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL
I just smashed a bowl

CB is a troll
In both sense
Wandering through minds of the unforgiven
As they irrationally spill their metaphorical hearts


Details | Rhyme | |

Living Without

I tried to write about love but I haven’t felt it. 
I tried to write about the sea but I’ve never seen it. 
Then I tried to write about the air, but I have never breathed it. 
I tried to write about magic but I never believed it.
I couldn’t write about god, all I have ever done is sinned.
And when I tried to write about life I found, 
I have never really lived.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

I

If its money I got its money ill keep. If its money I have its money ill weep. If its love that I give its love ill receive. For I am but no one who just see's beneath. Some say your only as strong as you feel, but how could we change..in a place that's so unreal. People are hearing but..not really hearing. Why is the world so blind. I keep on screaming and screaming and screaming for things to be revolutionized. I am just a small song in a world full of cries, laughter, tears and french-fries.


Details | Free verse | |

Never So Gracious

A full moon night to my delight what is so wrong with doing what's right nothing is right after so long no use in complaining time to move on The Dream Water one day might take me away farther from the comfort of familiarity I float on my back then shut my eyes my body now sinking into ocean arms open wide Now swallow your son back to his nature when he is no longer needed to stay here the next generation are dooming themselves they need my experience to guide them through hell Why should I bother on my own, I strive through I turn my back on the thought of bothering to save you alone in this world my, is it spacious I'm finally smiling, never so gracious.


Details | Verse | |

Life's Reason


LIFE'S REASON?

Where do we figure in the universal scheme of things?
this unanswered question is likely to so remain
we could be so insignificant, our egos would suffer pain 
maybe we are caretakers, to preserve beauty in our domain?,
or no role at all may be our lot, along with other Earthly beings.

Does it really matter?...... we're here and that's a fact
it's a wonderful world to enjoy, within life's short span
whatever our role, if any, life's great if we can so make it 
given reasonably good health, and strength enough to act.

To stay healthy is our main concern, and that of medical science
great strides in recent decades they've made, keeping us ahead
of viruses and other microorganisms,with aims we all do dread
their speedy mutations a constant threat, boffins combat 
in defiance. 

It would seem that life wasn't meant to be one smooth breeze,
there had to be adversaries to beat, just as in epic tales of old,
perhaps, when reaching our destinations, we will all  be told,
'drink from the Holy Grail my friends, put on your Golden Fleece"
hicky.


Details | Didactic | |

A VICTORY FOR A VISIONARY

Joseph the son of Jacob and Rachel by his own brothers he was betrayed
a young man with a gift of dreams whom they threw in a pit and wanted to slay
they were jealous of their father's affection for him and his gift from God
they couldn't understand the nature of his calling nor the compassion he had in his heart

not many people get it when they meet a person who possesses a godly perception
many are somewhat envious while other tend to take an exception
but to be a dreamer to be anointed with that special gift 
with the ability to help others spirits to be lift
to dream during the good times as well as the bad
to dream no matter the situation be you happy or sad
to dream as an encouragement to others even when you're down and low
to dream to let that gift from God in you continue to flow

most dreamers are visionaries who have experienced some sadness in life
most dreamers are able to see beyond humanity and into the heart of Christ
and even when they've been cast down they will lift their eyes to the hills
and no matter the circumstances they know to trust in the Lord God's will

a victory for a visionary, a victory from God's righteous plans
the providential mercy and grace which come from His omnipotent hands
from the pit to the palace, from the ravine to righteousness
Joseph sought no revenge nor displayed any bitterness
Joseph had an opportunity to ruin his brothers but he understood his role
he was a gifted dreamer entrusted with a godly perception entrenched in his soul

so no matter what folks put you through God can turn the tide
for vengeance is the Lord's so put your grievances to the side
Joseph forgave his brothers' betrayal and he lived to tell the tale
and despite all the hardships he suffered his life turned out quite well

so if you find yourself in a pit situation or you're feeling pitiful about your life
know there's a victory for a visionary if you follow the teachings of Christ


Details | Rhyme | |

America Is Being DESTROYED From Within

 

As sin and perversion often become integrated… So many lives and families are being “disintegrated.” Many are being driven by sin’s temptation force… It’s no wonder much of this country is way “off course.” The morality and values that once made a great nation. Are evaporating…. Leading to a “spiritual separation.” Love, honor, and respect of God… Is often a “thing of the past.” Anything of God seems to be disappearing FAST! God is our only hope! And him alone! Only he can bring healing to our broken homes! He’s the answer to this wounded nation, that bleeds! It’s only God that can meet all of our needs! He’s our provider… The great: “I am!” Won’t you reach out to him? And give him your hand? Why not give him a chance? And allow him in? A brand new life for you… Is waiting to begin! May we allow God’s holiness and love to reach down into our hearts… Asking; “Lord please forgive our sins!” Is a good place to start! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Blank verse | |

Goodbye for Now

large yellow diesel machines coughed
coughed thick black smoke, caught their breath
struggled convulsively and after a series of loud farts
assorted groans and mechanical creaks                                                       
lumbered like broken old men waiting to pee.
Oh, they worked that day, from sun up                                                                            till the orange red sky was upon them
shivering in the cold dark desert sand                                                  
parked together like defenseless tadpoles, 
shaking and quivering in the damp night air,                                            
their job done for another day.
Building what, sand ramps, that's what.                                                   
From nowhere to nowhere!
another notch in the creative history                                                        
duly recorded for potentates from the east
who understand & see cows in the sky                                                         
or not so pretty women with tight green skirts
whores, dirty mattresses and rats                                                                  
who love the companionship                                           
of pencil pushing addicts alcoholics                                                          
and assorted beasts of the mind                                                         
Squalor is the key here
rub your nose in crap is the meaning of their sage advice
promulgated by the ass kissing majority                                                   
who worship at the altar of mendacity
after all, they were at M.I.T. and were bored.                                                
Who gives a shtt! Publish, it must mean something                                      
If it doesn' they were the first to do it!                                                       
Eat flesh and die. Filthy flesh at that,
hardly fine dining, but that's another story.
Goodbye for now.


Details | Acrostic | |

Everytime I Look Around The Corner

I live a life in a place where alcohol violence reigns supreme/ 
over a dying culture split in se7en groups of se7enty times se7en of rival teams/
 I hear my brothers hollers I hear my sisters screams/ 
I see people live among broken glass like that of many broken dreams/
 I sometimes wish I could not see what my two eyes sometimes see/ 
I cant act blind as if it were just a brush off my sleeve/
 The more I lose in life the more it seems the less I need/
 I try and overcome my own selfish greed/ 
I got a child on the way I now look at what kind of role model I'd be/ 
I was was incarcerated so I must not take for granted for the simple fact that Im free/
 But it hard with tattoos on my face in place where tattoos like mine seem a disgrace/
 Lord watch over me as I take last place in this life game race/ 
It not a matter of being first second or third Lord cuz all I need iz your grace/
 help me to better walk off this destructive road and slow my pace/ 
Just take me now if Im done with your purpose if thats the case/
Because I dont want to live like I got to look over my shoulder right around the corner....


Details | Ballad | |

A Better Life...

A Better Life

I don't know why she hides,
I don't know why she shivers,
I don't know why she cries,
I don't know why she quivers,

Daddy's girl is all alone,
And I don't know how to help her,
Daddy's world is all but blown,
And I don't know what to tell her,

What happened to her confidence,
And her self assured way,
Which used to be so prominent,
In all she did or would say,

Who stole my little girl’s heart,
And drove her to such confusion,
She now slowly does her part,
As if all she has is illusion,

She knows I would kill any other man,
For doing such harm to my little girl,
But this is much more than I can stand,
As it has forever blown apart my world,

They took ‘steps’ to the next level,
And now they each look to me in despair,
I warned them each to be careful,
But the forbidden fruit they shared,

Now I look at one without trust,
Yet I still love my son so very much,
I still hold her distant as I must,
But she needs Daddy’s healing touch,

Why do I have to be the bad guy,
When my children need my help,
I pushed one out and I still cry,
While I can't help her help herself,

There is no way to win here,
And my tears won't stop falling,
I have lost them both I fear,
And my fears won't stop calling,

I don’t know what to do anymore,
Or how I can help either of them,
Both children my heart cries out for,
But the truth is neither can win, 

And for this my darling kids,
I am so sorry I can’t decide,
Which to disown or which to kiss,
When I am actually on both your sides,

So I pray that both her and him,
Of whom I am so very proud,
Do not give up and become victims,
Who wear this pain like a shroud,

I pray both of you hear my advice,
Get over this hardship and understand,
This lesson with its terrible price,
Is one where you do as best you can,

To forgive and move on from here,
Without Dad having to choose a side,
And to let go of all that you fear,
If you want to grow to have a better life.


Details | Rhyme | |

Two's Magic Nose

Such a nose had Ol’ Blue.
Best in south Missouri... everybody knew.
Could smell a pheasant across the plain.
Could point a covey in a hurricane.
That’s the way the legend goes.
Ol’ Blue had a “magic nose.”
 
As Blue got older, his master’s mind would drift away
To a place where he and young Blue used to play. 
In the mornings, sitting over his coffee cup
He found it sad there were no pups.
He thought it would be such a shame
If the only memory was Ol’ Blue’s name.
 
So, Jim was compelled and full of pride;
He made a search, far and wide,
To find Ol’ Blue a suitable mate.
No doubt, his offspring would be great.
It seemed likely, he supposed,
At least one pup would have his “magic nose.”
 
She was a Champion Miss from New Orleans,
A beautiful “red” named Cajun Queen.
But Blue suddenly passed away, before the pups were born.
Jim was broken hearted.  He and “Queenie” mourned.
Then came the litter, but there was only one.
Jim struggled for hope; after all, he was Ol’ Blue’s son.
 
Dappled and lanky, a handsome little cuss,
He looked just like Blue.  Jim made such a fuss.
Naming this pup would require no ado.
It was obvious.  Officially, he would be “Blue Two.”
Oh yes, these were mighty large tracks to fill.
“Can he?”, folks asked.  Jim would say, “Heck yes he will!”

So his nickname became “Two” and he seemed to be smart.
Soon it was time for his training to start.
The basics went well, but Jim’s outlook grew very dim
When, instead of pointing, Two would wag and jump and bark at him.
Oh, Two seemed to be trying; but try as he might,
He just could not seem to ever get it right.

“Blue’s son or not, he’s got to go!”
Jim found Two a “pet home” far away, in Tupelo.
On his way back, he stopped in Texarkana.
Been too long a time since he’d seen his sister Hannah.
Six days and six pounds later, he was back on his way.
Work at the farm was callin’ and he’d be drivin’ all day.
 
He thought about Ol’ Blue and wondered if and when
He’d ever have a birddog as good as Blue again.
Oh, he knew another “magic nose” was just a far off dream;
After all, it wasn’t something any man could scheme.
A “magic nose” was a gift from God, only given to a few;
And he was proud and very lucky just to have known Ol’ Blue.
 
As he turned into his drive, he broke into a smile.
“Why… I can’t believe it!  It…It must be 300 miles!”
Two was on the porch, thin and dirty; but he struck a handsome pose.
Jim ran and hugged Two hard.  “How’d you get back?  Lord only knows!”
Suddenly Jim realized; and struck with awe, he slowly rose.
A tear trickled to his smile.  “Why Two… you have a “magic nose!”
 
Two and Jim are best of friends, together everywhere.
From milkin’ cows to bedtime, Two is always there.
Jim doesn’t hunt much anymore, now Two’s a rescue dog.
Just last month, he saved a little girl lost in Cooley’s Bog.
Jim struts and tells proud, heroic stories;
While Two wags and jumps and barks, and shares his glory.
 
Jim boasts, “Like father, like son!”, then speaks fondly of Blue;
But all know the largest tracks to fill are those of Two.
His deeds are known far and wide,
And fill Jim’s heart with love and pride.
For with every rescue, the legend grows;
About a dog named Two, and his “magic nose.”


Details | Haiku | |

The Last Seven Plagues

those who bore 'the mark'
screamed from painful ugly sores
First of the Last Plagues

the sea turned to blood
and everything in it died
Second of Last Plagues

the rivers and springs
became blood--no more water
Third of the Last Plagues

the sun had power
burning people with fire
Fourth of the Last Plagues

kingdom of 'the beast'
was plunged into vast darkness
Fifth of the Last Plagues

       STILL--people cursed God
       and they refused to--REPENT
       global armies formed

the great Euphrates'
water dried up--transit road
Sixth of the Last Plagues

       world economic
       devastation, suicides
       lootings and killings

       stench of dead bodies
       cities on fire--engulfed
       chaos, fear, riots

the sun became darkened
the moon gave no light--all dark
stars fell from the sky

huge exploding holes
in the darkness as they fell
hundreds all at once

       army of 'the beast'
       horizon to horizon
       Plain of Megiddo

clouds blanket the sky
painful peals of thunder roll
gold weaves through the clouds

hundred pound hailstones
fell on unrepentant man
cars, homes, land destroyed

most severe earthquake
islands diappeared--Earth FLAT
splits Jerusalem

then voice from Heaven
"It is done"--is heard by all
Last of the Last Plagues

       wait at Magiddo
       the Son of Man--Returns
       on white horse, in clouds

       blood runs two hundred
       feet wide/long and five feet deep
       bodies explode at

       the sound of The Word
       spoken from the King of Kings
       one-sided battle

anti-christ and false
prophet thrown in lake of fire
beast chained--thrown in pit...

thousand years in pit
(Jesus rules Kingdom on Earth)
then, loosed for a time

there is still HOPE
Know Jesus loves you and died
for your sins--REPENT...


6/13/2012
©
Gail's "End of the World Armageddon" contest




wait at Megiddo


Details | Light Poetry | |

Tomorrow

We don’t know what tomorrow brings
So we just can’t speculate
And it will make no sense
For us to just sit down and wait

The love we found today
We both know it’s real and true
All love with face some obstacles’
But love will always make it through

Some people will try to hold back
What they are feeling in their heart
When they know this love is a fairy tale
Romance Right from the very start

We are worrying about the future
Bout the unknown is like a blank page
But god can close the curtains anytime
Down on any one’s stage

I know a man who loves woman
He falls for her heart and soul
And his parents says it’s crazy
He’s too young and she’s too old

So they stop them from getting marry
Causing years of pain and sorrow
While driving he got in accident today
And they will bury him tomorrow

And the wound in her heart won’t stop bleeding
And every breathe she wish was the last she take
A little boy calls his dad, saying look, look ,dad
And they found her body floating in the lake

His parents was worried bout the future
Although they know it was unknown
But still they plant the seeds of pain
Now look what it has grown

Why didn’t they let them be together?
For today all that remains is sorrow
For trying to change the course of true love
They have taken away their tomorrow

For today they would have been married
And build a happy home of love
But now they are two lost souls
Forever roaming the world above

Some times one year of happiness
Is worth 100 years of being alone
For as long as two hearts are true
Forever the flowers of love will bloom

And as long as there are stars in the sky
And the waves must come to the shore
People of all different ages
Will be falling in love forever more

But what if tomorrow never comes
And you let today go
Then the real magic of true love
You will never get to know


Details | Double Dactyl | |

THE BLACKING OF THE HOLE

         THE BLACKING OF THE HOLE
Hello! Mars!
Are you there?
We got some money for you down here!
Do you need some foreign aid
I tell you what we'll do
there's lots of money comin in
we'll beam some up to you!
And if you need some more someday
our address is NASA BLACK HOLE dot guv
where we can throw our money in
all day and never go broke!
NASA have spoke!      
mo money$ mo money$ mo money$
© ron wilson (aka Vee Bdosa)


Details | Free verse | |

The Maker Of Miracles

I am the maker of miracles a real spiritual man waltzing through shadows as they pull me back in I know I must escape them any way I can I know the way out like the back of my hand It's just me and the maker together, he and I I told you God is in me you just thought I was high talking with the Zeta's they tell me just why everything has an ending and the old me, must die I'm Calm as a bomb in the eyes of a storm they stare upon me as if I've been warned turn me inside out as a goodness is born I wear my battle scars so stars know I'm war torn When the gift of life is freed from inside the fire starts fading then the anger subsides like the great phoenix, I go back in time a miracle is born and now that I'm revived in my new life, I shine.


Details | Personification | |

The Dragon's Gallows

…As a dragon I have soared,
…Regions ranging shore to shore,

…Great stories, great adventures,
…Great tales and greater pleasures,

…But as I recount my years,
…The dark specter of time leers,

…Reminding of days gone by,
…Spent without reason or rhyme,

…Now chained in murky shadows,
…Underneath deadly gallows,

…Upon which I killed all hope,
…Of better days down the road,

…A pitiful existence,
…Powerful and persistent,

…But then hope from this hell grows,
…Once the dragon met the rose…


Details | I do not know? | |

A New Hope? (Not Star Wars)

Cleaner air

No more despair

Fighting stopped

Doves they do flock

Together we rock

United Nations mock

We live as one

God has no more song

New year start

Forget terrors heart

 

If you think this will happen

Think again you dreaming marder

As long as the earth spins

Evil has to embark her

This is not a Care Bear® story

We dont live in the clouds with clowns

Finding the lost unicorn is not our biggest worry

Stop smoking and come back down

Until the day comes where we must unite

To save the world from Klingons and fight

We will always argue over who came first

Science, religion, Jehovahs witness, or mothers giving birth

Thats just the way nature is, beautiful but full of hate

You dont see the Lion and the Buck high fiving

As they sip tea on the porch and talk about the hippos weight

They must survive and kill just like the humans trait

So tell John Lennon he made a great song about Let it Be

But also tell him hes more likely to see the DoDo on Discovery

Not that I dont agree.....

I would love to see the world in unity

Unfortunatly......

Earth has man, and man is what is killing me

Until man dies there will never be hope of loyalty

To my mother earth........


Details | Free verse | |

SUCH HASTE, SUCH WASTE


Brother, why the haste
why are you so quick to bail
how life has made you frail
why art thou so lean in faith


Desires of sodom, you chase
till you wear and rot to waste.
The truths of life you dare not face
you cower behind the shell of race
and bequeath to it,the fortune of your days


Oh Sister, why the haste
this phase you crave
is soiled with fray
this course you chart
is fraught with chains


Are you numb to the flames;
that chars the face with pains
that lays in wait, in ways
unseen to sight and gaze


You fill your pate with tales of hate
and lose your fate in pits of vale


The weight of your plate
is filled with kills of kin
why the haste, brother
why the waste, sister?


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

TO JIM

Up and down we go.
A depressive state but you seem to love the verbal flow.
You laugh and say my ornateness makes me rhyme.
I will leave you a kiss when I say goodbye.

Metaphorical you are.
You are the great philosopher.
High-strung and low-keyed is your talk.
I will be the first to walk.

It is just plain to see when love is not to be.
Although great as sex partners, I do not want to be free.
You seem to be objective to a f*** and not real to love.
When I say goodbye, no tears do I have to cry.

Of course, mountains I will climb.
Peak an incline to suppress my desires.
"Do we have a chance?"
I know this is a question you will never ask.
"Is it for sure that our partnership ends?"
I want more Jim.
____________________________|
PENNED ON SEPTEMBER 04, 2014!
This poem is based on the following theme:
"Leave you a kiss"


Details | Ballad | |

Starcrossed Tragedy

A Silent Night's Hunt for a Tigress so blunt, Left the Fiend dancing with my Thisbe's Cloack But where was She? Her Drenching blood is all I can see The Night of Sanguine, The Night of Rapture, Tonight was meant to be All Behold This Tragedy ran by Dark Energy, My Lost Lover's Plea A seed of what is to come, In this starcrossed Tragedy, For I can not live without you, My Pyramus, All I need, My reason to Breathe One sight of me bleeding away from reality, started this tragedy and with me It shall Grow The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy A Star traveling across the moonless Night Sky, In the mid-summer of Verona, Fell from her glorious light, I have lost my guide, My need for Life Every balcony I'll climb for you, Just to Caress you once more But now it is too Late, My Juilet Let the Poison Fill me My Body dyed In silence, Dipped in Paralysis, Forging the Will of God, Feigning the Clutches of Death, My Romeo I prithee to you, See past The Illusion, Caught in the Webs of Love's delusion A Dagger reached my heart once To see you martyr for our love A Dagger reached my heart twice The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy Once the Morning Retired from her weeping The sun shined into her eyes, then his Lifeless, their dream will live on Every Petal will be Avenged The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy


Details | Ballad | |

Corpse Bride

The braeþ of lyf -- I've Learned to fear
Though, ta'en it was, so long sinsyne
I've wroot my song of skreighs
He tore the lyf out of me
In sooth did she speke this to me - Cassandra was she to me
Wistful - I am no bride to be
Wistful - is this soliloquy of skreighs

I cede to thee, deathly colleen 
Though remains - façades of humanity 
Angel kind - wicce of my welkin dreams
Casted by the lote of she
Ta'en the hollow Herefro way - ne'er!
Caught with twain
W'ie or swain

Angel dearest so fair - love does not share
Seemed a crux, when eath is lone
I rose for thee - cede all of thy love to me
Or was this not meant to be
Eros's deceit 
So wistful - corpse bride I remain to be


Details | Free verse | |

Reflections: Intellectualism

To Dine, To Die;
Conversations spiral
While thunderous eyes
Grasp concepts to recycle.

Constant debt crisis
A political paradox
Grating social devices
Over the sorting of socks.

Pseudo-analysis
An endless groan
Argumental paralysis
The debate grants no throne.

Existentialism
Over a roast
Potatoes won't listen
To who talks the most.

"That point is so interesting"
The floor is open for chat
"What is real?" not a thing
"Meow" adds the cat.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Cohen Questions God

Oh, God, tell me why
You made my bones
From dust
My soul
From 
Hebrew 
Clay

Tell me why 
You made my mind
From storms
Dark remnants
Of the day

Reveal all your secrets
Why you placed me
In this
Pain

Show me a 
Hidden
Higher 
Path
The one 
From which 
I strayed

Refill the pool of
Laughter 
Whose waters
Have been 
Drained

God

You 

Made

Me 

So 

Sad

And...

Naked I kneel
Before you
Sing your 
Yahweh
Name

Naked in your 
Temple
Bathed in 
Holy
Shade

Tell me why
I was born 
A priest
Fallen
And 
Betrayed

Fallen
From your 
Garden
Lost 
In every
Way.

 


Details | Free verse | |

The Switch Up

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


~JSLambert


Details | Epic | |

Long Time Coming First Kiss

                     Him
I have walked among the stars. 
As humble hope has risen in my heart.
Will she let me kiss her?
Will I pass the sacred test?
Should I bring her flowers,
To soften up her heart?

What if she denies me?
Can I endure the pain?
Should I try to closely hold her?
Or start with a kiss, gently lain.
Should I stare into her eyes?
Will she become mesmerized?

Will she let me hold her, in my aching arms?
Will she let me closely worship her smiling charms?
Should I spy a smudge to wipe from upon her cheek?
Then quickly lean in, to capture what I so desperately need?
Should I sneak my arm around? Or is that too cliché?
We can hardly look each other in the eye… too shy, too shy, too shy.

                        Her
First kisses are the hardest that is plain to see.
For we were both twenty-five and had not ever been kissed.
So I just grabbed my nerdy love, and beat him to the kiss.
I could wait no longer… or it might have been Christmas!
Four months later we were married, yes, that is true.
And I did the proposing… so again… what is new? 

Thank Goodness the love was true.


Details | Rhyme | |

Drenched in Silence

Unbearable thoughts barreling through my head
Decaying in this silent chamber...
Where I desperately cry for help

Words come out useless...I have no capability to yelp
They haven't collapsed in the hands of the unforgiving jail-keeper
This pain grows in my bones...making me weaker
No one bothers to consider me
Circulated by envious glory
That snicker at my carrion body as it drops in dripping failures
Dragged by the sickening thought of living with jailers
As if i had no outlook to life...

I'm still placed in this cold-heartened chamber
Because I'm drenched in silence...
haunted by the deafening atmosphere 
sensing a load of terrorized fear

Shame embraced me, never leaving my presence
Cautious of the hovering thoughts,
transforming itself into my dreadful, panicky past

This hopelessness doesn't seem to matter
In this chamber of deceitfulness

Someday...hopefully Someday...
This silent chamber will shatter 

For now,  I'll abide in this loathsome,
silent chamber 
Until God, My  Savior, will shatter this wretched place
Into smithereens 

                                                                                         
                            

	


Details | Rhyme | |

WEEPING WILLOW

The breeze of the morn she sought.
     Her eyes were wild, as she thought.
Her hands tremble like a leaf on a tree.
     She marked her steps silently.
Sylphlike is her frame.
     She was a lady not a dame.
Within a distance, she looks back.
     The mansion, she found, was in blackness.
So many skeletons remain.
     Her cape begins to skein.
Angst, she releases a sigh.
     The tears she would cry.

Lithe, she bends,
     as agile as the breeze as the wind.
Interchangeability she disallows,
     as she raised her head up to the clouds.
Perhaps, she thinks, life has been lived.
     Ideology misconstrued she perceived.
This lady was once of rank.
     But, now her spirit sank.
No authority does she has.
     Moreover, no one cares.
The breeze of morning she seeks 
     to find inner peace.

Her story, she feels, must not be shared
     too much pain to reveal.
She will not let the world in.
     A dead life ends.
The beginning of a generation is her discourse.
     She will stiffen her backbone and reform.
Solidify from the melodrama, she walks within determination.
     Her ideas begin to form via life manifestations.
She hears the past as if it was now.
     She frowns and shouts aloud.
“Why has my life defeated me?”
     The vision recedes and she feels that victory is guaranteed.

“Who will cut me down?”
     She ponders, as she turns around.
She had secluded herself to well.
     She was not the one to change that.
"When my existence," she reflects, "is so well kempt
     idiosyncrasies are mine to consider."
Remoteness defines the trees.
     She has entered the morning breeze.
Pulling her cape close, 
     she breathed in to establish hope.
Via internal dialogue she spoke.
     “I must linger in the unknown.”
________________________|
PENNED ON AUGUST 17, 2014!


Details | Epic | |

Free Will Life

I once veered from the road less traveled 
And gazed upon the minion sheep 
Watching as they followed 
Their mindless paths 
My soul begin to weep 
For the endless torture they had unraveled 
Led by dictation 
Fed on tribulation 
Never once seeing 
An open mind equals an open heart 
I want to shout 
I want to scream and shake them 
As if waking them from a dream 
And tell them to realize 
The world around them is a lie 
Not what they are programmed to see 
But in this free will way of life 
Nothing is as it seems


Details | Lyric | |

UNFOLD

The pain of change as it unfolds
Is oft a tale that stays untold
What is seen is a whole creature
not deep holes in the feature
nor concrete soles that makes his feet hurt

It all begins with a soft kiss
He is walking with a false bliss
Only following in paw prints
But the nature of mom's lips
Is to rob him of all innocence

Trapped in warm spindles of fear
A wrapped life form kindles in here
Four years bound to shingles of moss
Time to leave this life of sloths
Break free like that of a moth
and Rise again like Christ on the cross


Details | I do not know? | |

Cry me a River

Cry to your mother as she is the only one

That will listen to your tears of how things are run

How can we expect to move on

When we live in the past of how it was done

Get over it my friend before it resorts to guns

Your ignorance of living in the past 

Is what is killing your son

How can you expect the next generation to let go

If you hold on, be a bigger man so now show

Stop blaming our ancestors actions on us

If it were up to me I would rewrite history with lust

And have it shift so we can all be free

But this is not a land of cotton candy

We cant eat the houses made from sugar

But I can save the world from your blind hatred towards her

So stop being a bigot when saying "release me"

When you have not released yourself from history

Every race and religion has served their time

To the dictators and rulers of insane prime

We have all died and were punished for a crime

That we did not commit just based on our backround

So again stop spreading more hate based on this

We are all brothers in retrospect when you remove your hiss

For a snake is what you are untl you realize your bliss

I feel sorry for you you blind f$ck, the bus you just missed

Was the one towards freedom but your to busy

Weaving your own dismiss............

Stupid reverse racist bastard, cry me a river.......

Dont raise your child to hate me cause of my ancestors actions

What you are doing is the reverse of the factions

Put it place in this land of free

But I am sure with your bigotry you disagree

Cry me a river.......

Then drown in it.......


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

PENNY WISE AND POUND FOOLISH

The city of New York wants to reduce the security guards at their agencies
Penny wise and pound foolish is what they’re coming to be
To try and save less than .05% in a budget that’s in the billions
To put a wrench in the safety and well-being of a city of 10 million

If’s there’re no security officers to watch over the DEP water sheds
What’s to stop terrorists from poisoning the water and thousands being dead?
If there’re no security officers at the DHS shelters 
the situation could be dire
As you won’t have enough personnel on hand 
to warn the clients when there’s a fire
If there’re no security officers at the Human Resources Administration sites
Who would be there to protect the workforce in the event of a fight?

Penny wise and pound foolish when it comes 
to our children’s safety and well being
If there’s no one to adequately clean the schools 
a major outbreak we might be seeing
Penny wise and pound foolish in regards to the City’s financial resource
Trying to save a few pennies while pounds of dollars
will be in litigation in the courts

If someone is hurt in a fall it’s the city they will sue
If someone dies in a fire it’s the city they will sue
If a worker is assaulted on the job it’s the city they will sue
So I ask New York City leaders, what are you going to do?
Penny wise and pound foolish when it comes to New Yorker’s safety
It’s time to stop all this nonsense and keep the school cleaners and security



Details | Epic | |

I will seduce you into fear


I will destroy you
I will torture you in anyway I can 
I will find a way to defile you
I will break you for what you did to me
I will turn you old and gray from emotional stress everyday
I will never let you rest
I will drive a wedge between your illegitimate marriage
I will take from you what you denied me 

And all of this because you believed every lie that was told to you about me
You Harlot…

I will destroy your life in the same way your sister destroyed ours
By making you remember
I know you search to see what I have written. You should be happy you’ve inspired me to 
relive all my pain

You took every ounce of love that I had for you and through it all away

You denied me a happiness that could have healed me and spawned much delight
Instead you are left with being attacked by a memory created by your sister’s lustful nights. 

Mark my words you will suffer my pain
Nothing you can say.. No words of compassion will ever stop me from haunting your life

Remember this my sweet little saint one day your so called husband will see a ghost
And on that day he will come home refrained, he will come home one quarter less a man 
than the half that he is today. 

Be very afraid…… 


Details | Couplet | |

Fury of Fire

The S.E.A.T. planes look like Vultures as they circle over head,
Dropping tanks of slurry over glowing trees of red;

An orange blaze crests the mountain top, then swallows the valley below;
As the smoldering ash floats back to Earth, it almost looks like snow;

The roar of the fire is deafening as it engulfs the forests decay,
And the black smoke is so thick in the air, it takes our breath away;

The heat blisters paint on the dozers, trying to cut a break,
It burns with an unknown fury, til nothing is left in it's wake;

The fire has a mind of it's own, carrying a heart full of wrath,
Taking life after life, incinerating all in its path.


Details | I do not know? | |

Overwhelmed

Needy waves overwhelm
Battering, smashing
Soft flesh quivering
Splintering, raging, angry
Screeching , fists clenched.
I need more then I have!
To quench the fire,
A hunger, burning desire
As oxen grind grain
Doomed to everlasting circle
Consumed by a need
Spontaneous combustion, eruption
Do what I must
Abilities of others,
To comprehend, to know
What I wish I can't do                                                                                                       The arrow pierces deep
And the final words
Are of no help
Doesn’t the sun follow rain? 
Releasing the parched earth
Who has my tomarrow?
Searching stacks of stuff
Cheating Chinese workers
Can’t get to heaven today
Enough of anything
Weather turns cold
Fields brown, sun is gone
Special celestial light
Summer stolen while I napped
Can’t get to heaven today.


Details | Haiku | |

Put In Trial

Try it-- I dare you!
Place me 
In clueless trial


Details | Free verse | |

Perfectly you

You say you aren't perfect,
but look again and behold yourself; perfectly you.
Your tears be heavy-laden with guilt;
also remember, they glisten with remorse.
The sea water of the eye cleanses wounds old
and leads life to the good vulnerability
that teaches humility and belief.

Singing; your voice awakens the dawn
and dancing you set the moon.
Entrancing, you smile
and for a moment I glimpse forever.
Joy's child is your way
and grace is in your name.

Awake in the watches of the night
He watches your panic weeping;
wanting your day to soar 
and set twilight leaping.
Stars twinkle in sympathy,
and meteors lead sight to the other.
Come away with me my love and wink at suns.


Details | Epic | |

Where I am from

I am from day old make up, from hand me down clothes and sharpie covered arms.

I am from a dirt filled well and barefoot on gravel

I am from black and brown caterpillars to the landlord’s koi pond with orange and silver creatures nibbling on my toes

I am from unwanted yearly get togethers and harsh words and tears, from Tia and Lisa to uncle Ricky  and the kids who are unfortunate enough to understand

I am from stuberness and bitterness with flashes of extreme bipolar

From “never letting down your walls” to “men are not to be trusted”

Well I have news, I didn't listen

I am from the trees, the water, the earth, the wind and the sun. I am from everything and will come back again and again, something new but always ignored

I am from Portland, land of addicts and freaks

Ramen noodles and sugar-less kool aid to grandma’s boiled over salted chicken with bisquick mushy dumplings

From the uncle who’s afraid to get close, the mom who is now finally trying to  connect but will never be able to fix the static of our relationship to the aunt who does nothing but drown her problems with a bottle of whatever is on sale

I am from nowhere for I have been everywhere. the everywhere is nowhere. Home has never been a word used much, theres only rest stops

Sheds. trailers, friends beds and couches to the ground.

Life goes up and down, so I am from the waves of living, from doubt and open arms, from hands to hands, hiding in cracks.
I am from here.


Details | Free verse | |

life now

the life that you have now 
is the one you will cry over when you are removed from it 
it happens that many lives are taken 
away from the now and when we lived 
the can’t grow fast enough is bicycle hard to catch up to 
crispy in leaves, and, bare under the bark


Details | Epic | |

im sick of it

im sick of it
sitting and waiting while people are hating
im invinsable 
i wanna change things 
be a woman that insnt a cleche 
im original 
i wanna be writen 
in books in history 
saying she did some thing 
im dissapointed in humanity
just walking around in complete insanity
so blissfully unaware 
of anothers humanity
how SAD 
you walk into me 
us humans 
are surrounded in stupidity
WAKE UP
STAND UP 
BE AWARE 
just CARE!!

if not Im flying to SATURN !! TAKE CARE !!


Details | Ballade | |

yelling loud

you say you love me 
you say  you care but when it comes down to it
youre not therre
youre just in the corner 
yelling real loud 
saying 
youre not worth *****without me 
u have any doubt

i fill my mind with silence i calm the storms
i close my ears 
but youre there 
screaming more
making my mind split into 2 
youre not the man i wanted 
i wanted someone that could do
what youll never do
look after youre daughter and me 
thought that made us 3 but its not u and me
youve decieced 
after the woumb youve been in
we r devided


Details | I do not know? | |

irresistible FADED memory

My heart is crushed yet is hushed,
I feel rushed, 
Six years was long,
I felt there is something wrong,
When I am with you, I don't feel strong,
Strongly feel things are prolonging.

Promises that you made,
Nothing came along, yet it fade.
Time is wasting into nothing,
Nothing worth while to keep.
We are still in step one,
My veins are popping out of anger,
My head is blowing out of pressure.


The storm has come,
My face is blank with no expressions,
Should I run?Panic?Relax?
Sorrow comes with a flow,
The mistakes that I made it shows.
Scared to face my fear,
Yet is near my dear,
Running without a parachute,
Walking on the clouds,


Not sure where life is taking me?
Curiosity kicks in,
Was all this a a long dream?
I want that dream to be true,
Your multi-personality is suffocating me,
Feeling your unpleasant status,
Makes me not want to be with you,
Question,questioning, questions?
You are unbalancing my weight,
I have always know that you are the one,
Until you ruined everything of my existence, 
With a long distance,
Now you made me unsure,
You are changing in a bad way,
I am scared to love you,
Because I don't recognize you as you.


Details | Epic | |

Room of Lies

Yesterday is hell sifted away
tomorrow is heaven
a myth...
no bye, no aloha 

complex married 
misunderstood
unable to communicate
hate
a retaliating stranger who never saw first blood
eyes red
puddled with break down
habits grab for stimuli 
the pill, the Beretta for the take down
longing to read, when ability limits him to simply write 
this sophomoric curse 

pain receptors dulled via sleep
yet the light pink demons creep 
reminding blind self
nothing's mitigated
if only he could speak

Brahms whistles from the desk
supplementing a place in life
the creative act 
a hard fought solitude
terrible and tremendous


weeks ago
jaws of life pried his body from a car full of lies
lucky to be alive
today 
he's stuck in a room of no truths 
where enemies pretend to be friends
and blood stains, like cries 
never dry...


Yesterday is hell sifted away
tomorrow is heaven
a myth...
no bye, no aloha 




Details | Rhyme | |

I Knew Someone Who Wanted to End It All

I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to “End It All!” I knew of someone who just wanted “to end it.” Giving up on life, and did not want to “defend it.” It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation. He said what he wanted to, with no explanation! I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes! What he was going to do next, was anyone’s surprise. He turned to drugs and encountered addictions. With this brought much disease and afflictions! He gave up on the wonderful family that was given. And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin’! I told him about a God who loves him very deeply. As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary. I reached for his hand and began to pray for God’s power! It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour! The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body! He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody! The “end” that he wanted, seemed to just fade away! For the son of the living God, changed him this day! The glory of God, and the power of Jesus’ resurrection… Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction! He’s so thankful for the blood of Christ’ atonement! And is a different person now, because of that moment! This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU! Through the problems of life… He will see you through! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Sonnet | |

from Suede Dragon and the Theoretical Formula

A fragrant dancing tickles in my nose Inhaling deep- intoxicant perfume- Of some invisible narcotic rose. The earth is host to swirling love in bloom! Yet summers final blossom wilts away. Each dawning promissory sunset sky- Spectacular transition- ends each day, And no escaping, not for you and I! Two points of view may vary constancy, Surrendering to marginal debate. Relinquishing all fervent penalty, Embracing change, I yield, my devastate. May love transcendent of mentality Deliver always swift reality!


Details | Epic | |

Young Cronus

YOUNG CRONUS	(5.7.09)

My father decided he wanted his children		
buried, and left for dead.
But my mother, Gaea, both fair and true,
spared her children instead.
So I met with my selfish father,
where, by Gaea, we both were led,
and, holding the sickle she gave me,
this is what I said:

"Hello, dearest father.
I'm glad that you came. After years without you, 		
I know how you feel about us.				
I just hope you know:  We feel the same about you."

"But we are not here to argue.
I came here to say good bye."
He knew farewells were in order,
but he did not yet, know why.
I explained our situation,
as my siblings stood idly by,
saying, "If you don't want to have children,
you cannot be swayed, so I won't even try.
But its too late to go back now.
You cannot erase my family and I.
So that leaves us only one option,
and that's why I'm saying goodbye."

"Goodbye, worthless father.
I'm glad that you came.  Now pay what is due. 			
We know how you feel about us,
and now you know how we feel about you."

He regretted the seeds he had sewn,
so, in charity, I reaped his remorse.
I swung my sickle pure and precise,
with such fervent and furious force;
His blood was late to react to the wound,
and that which was lost by means of divorce,
found it's new home in the deep, dark, blue ocean-
unable to ever return to it's source.

	Together with most of my brothers and sisters,
	there seemed to be no better fit
	than to send him away, as he would have sent us;
	to the bottomless Tartarus pit.

"Goodbye, worthless father.
I'm glad that you came, and you paid what was due.
We knew how you felt about all of us,
so we showed you just how we all feel about you." 	

"Farewell forever, father.
I'm glad that you're gone, and I'll never atone.		
Know that your fear was what you created,
as I take my seat in what once was your throne."


Details | Ballad | |

Lady Arcane

[Daughters of Lamia] Today we walk from our graves You can't wish, pray it away The Inflamed Coven's emerged You Will receive what you deserve Retribution of the flaming shade Your Malice will be paid, In Harm's way [Aharhel] Her Convoluted face burning with fear Of the fall of the gate seering their minds with the deft of the legion The Army of the plague Scourges your land Scourges your Children Scourges your hope [Lady Arcane] I, The White Madonna - The Poison Mistress Hold The Rose to Salvation - Hold The Fruit to Arcane Closer, Come, Child you are mine [Daughter's of Lamia] Lady Arcane wants your fear Lady Arcane wants you near Lady Arcan is here Lurking In your tears clinging to your spilled blood the east has always been near The Left hand reaches to the right side in disguise In Malice's Disguise Therionacy break you down to thy knees To Thy Knees!


Details | I do not know? | |

For Bruce Springsteen

for bruce springsteen...


it was a rain-swept monsoon day

way back then, so many moons away

when i felt the music strumming in my veins

setting me free like a runaway horse without any reins

you sang of simple truths, 

your verse spoke to people just like me

in my lonely, wasted, and desolately quiet night

as you screamed out tragic human wrongs, and of everyone's plight

'bobby jean' spoke to me

of that girl down the street

glimpses of whom, we as innocents would furtively meet

and 'the river' that flowed through my ever-barren heart

led me down further roads of thunder

when slowly i finally learnt that the hardest part was fighting on

and never to surrender

to the hard-luck dreams that were born to run

while i danced in the dark 

with memories vivid and stark

even as i whined like that dog who for forever lost his howling bark

and then a 'human touch' came along

and 'better days' seemed real, not just words in a song

and still you sang and swayed and spoke straight into my unseeing eyes

as gardens of secrets were opened, and as your fist punched the skies

in an anger that i too felt and in whose cauldron i too burned

as we saw murder get incorporated, while on its wobbly axis, our fragile world apathetically turned

and then suddenly i was told that i was all grown up

working on a highway of scattered ideals

and absolving myself by sprinkling some coins in a waiting cup

well, after all these years of walking along so many a thorny road

with an armour of your verse covering me, even as i hear them taunt me and even as they continue to goad

but now i can feel myself fading away, into the bleakness of this coming night

just like the ghost of that old tom joad...


Details | Epic | |

Death in Syria

              
                    Slaughter in Syria by the pound
                  The rebels take their place under ground
                  Shell shocked children in a school of fire
                 Assad revels in his twisted desire.
                  The armies of the Bear unleash their goods
              Assad  taking his anger to the neighborhoods.
                 A world in sorrow a place of death
                   the people of Syria take their last breath.
                 The world is a stage in a tyrannical flood
                  the smell of death the rivers of blood.
                The flight from horror is a fanciful dream
                 for the people of Syria nights filled with screams.
                 The leaders of tomorrow should now take heed
                 for the rebel in the streets are a different breed.
                 They die for their country they die for what's right
                  they cry out for their freedom to the Heavenly light.
                 What will be the outcome in a future so bleak ?
                   for peace and love is all they seek .

                                                By Larry Hays  
                                                                                                 copyright  ©
                 
                 
                 
               
                  
                  
                
                


Details | Free verse | |

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."


Details | Free verse | |

Which Temptation Did He Choose

Messages from my brain Fill the pages of my thought stream And if again I guess myself A renaissance, I'm over doubt What's better than loving life Can't bring me down without a knife Come to steal my happiness Take a slice I guess You obviously need it More than I do My flying form Is rare these days Too much of it I'm in the grave My dying art Is it appreciated? Does it matter It's my creation You don't think I'm rational Your just not being practical Enough to realize the realist I am For I can be you Without you ever knowing What does that mean Who is he really Another imperfection? His minds broken and silly Lie to yourself its better that way For I know the truth I'm in my hay day Which temptation Did he choose He surely sold his soul To the dark blues He's surely sinful Or so they say Did he go out in a flash Or fade away? Will his ghost Dangle chains He's just plain rotten Or so they say Only I'll know What god I've chosen I've had my moment Maybe I'm unowned You just owe Your life to faith Are you still alive If they take it away? Who's to say What's right and wrong It was just your perception All along You see the world Upside down And have worn that frown Now far too long Just for your curiousity Which choice did I make My fate? All of them together Because they make up me For better or for worse


Details | Couplet | |

Wigging Me Out

Early one morning my Hubby was sleepily shuffling around and about.
Dawn was almost breaking and we were becoming late no doubt.
Toiletries were a waiting, as he shuffled near the morning throne.
Opening the lid, you’ll never guess what exited as a rocket blown.
EEEWWW …Poor little thing… Oh Who, you will never guess…
Out popped a little tree frog jumping at mach 2 in his quest…
Yes, he was wet and doing his very best as he stuck to the vanity. 
For who can say how long he’d been trapped in there, you see?
It puzzled me to wonder… How he’d got to the second floor?
Poor little guy… I doubt he could have withstood very much more.
Now here we were to scare him… Yes, another time, I confide…  
We had to get him past 3 dogs awaiting for food and to go outside.
It wouldn’t have been so bad if 3 squirrels weren’t watching from the tree.
None might have been so eager, if they’d known he came from our potty.
My jammied hubby ran for the mulch pile where sticks and leaves abound…
As I entertained the squirrels and doggies with tempting morsels all around.

Now I can’t say it was traumatic to save a little wayward froggy…
But I won’t be opening that lid without a light, especially, if I am groggy.
And I’ll move back out of range as I lift the lid… I thank you all the same.
And next time I won’t forget to clean the toilet in a timely way, to my shame.
And I won’t ask my hubby to wash his hands 10 times daily… come next May.
Now I know you may not believe me… but I'll take an oath on this… I say.


Details | Free verse | |

Africa III

Heart pounding
Nervous feeling
Overwhelming
Deep breath to shake it
Cold chill slivers down fast

Beating against cage of heart
Cage of body
Cage of soul
Legs begging to run
Heart aching to be free
Truth to self 
aching to be seen

Sweet scent of dry savannah plains
Sharp smell of thorny veins
The aroma of Africa surrounds
Scents sights sounds 
In these home is found

Frustration mounts 
Captured leopard
Bound

Snarling at every motion made
Scared but defiant
Blinded by fear and rage

Paws long for endless journeys
On paths walked centuries ago
For elegance in element
A space all her own
Where earth still bleeds red on horizon
Morning and night
Continuing the endless fight

Fight for borderless freedom
Everlasting sight
The pale yellow green eyes
Dismays the truth inside
But tell the story
Of wild soul
Story to unfold


Details | I do not know? | |

I will push you to the Edge

I will push you to the Edge
I will encourage you to embrace your fear
I will tease you with desire
The devil is dancing in my den
You will come to know my pain, my love
You will see the darkness in my eyes

You will see a man hidden in chains
Waiting to be set free a hand grasps for a rose only
To be pierced by it thorns
In the sky clouds speed by
Tides of the world’s oceans rise and fall beside me
I am caught in the middle of time and space
Reality no longer has a meaning
A bellowing cry rises up releasing a hideous sound
of a tortured soul abandoned by a saint
Sacrificed through psychological warfare


Details | Epic | |

What Is Love All About

WHAT IS LOVE ALL ABOUT

inquiring minds want to know
what is love all about
what does love mean 
what is the definition of love
love is such an easy word to say 
so many people have no idea what love is all about

when a woman says she loves you 
does she mean she loves what you have
does she want what you possess
does she believe you owe her her dreams
does she really love you for you

when a man says he love you
does he mean he loves the way you look
does he want to be sexually satisfied
does he enjoy your cooking
does he really love you for you

if love were so binding then divorce would not happen
perhaps love has nothing to do with marriage
does divorce happen when you get to know your mate
why do people come apart 
was love in their heart from the start

ask yourself do I love her because she loves me
or do I love her because I love her

or do  people really believe in the marriage vows that they say
on that special day

I don’t have the answers I only ask the question


Details | I do not know? | |

Obstacle Illusion

                         I look up at the intimidating sight in front of me in anger.
                                        A frustration so deep, so bottled.
                 I want to punch this obstacle, this enormous steel wall, but I refrain.
                           At least I still have my wits about me...somewhat.

                                           How do I conquer this wall?

                       I look to my left, the wall extends as far as the eye can see...
                                  and to my right, the same. No way around it.
                    My eyes dart up and follow the wall till it disappears in the clouds.

                                            "I am not afraid of heights."
                               I say to the wall...or myself. Doesn't matter,
                                           I will find a way up and over.


Details | Lyric | |

Counterpole

My rhymes are timeless while this time is lifeless
why is life this kind less, reminds me that this
mind is spineless ready to tip and quit, as
my lies become mindless and get swollen shut
and Stuck up inside my sinus
Drivin in my prime but with no optimus
Victim to the flip-side of the Midas
Running through my blood like a virus
The sun makes my skin mundane
rubbin on ben gay but get arthritis
touch spermicide and converts to hepatitis
I hit the plus sign but it just musters up a minus
I'm seen sucking my thumb like the peanut's Linus
I run and duck when I hear the sirens cause
I abducted the president's Nike air pumps
now air force one is trying to find us
I'm at my desk obsessin about success but
This whole time its been right behind us


Details | Rhyme | |

An Occult Fairytale-- The Deathly Trinity

It was the first of may Gloomier than any other day My eyes have seen before I can feel doom in my pulse As The Cross fell Today I walk to My Grave As I walk further into this cementary A whimsy waif beckons me near I was caught by the Pale Enchatress's Lear She said "Satan's hand drags you deeper down Into the left Welcome to my blessing of doom Regina Sophia can not rescue you I am your Enya, your only flame" And then all at once I forgot all of my shame I go deeper Here is the Rosalinean crypt Majlis al Jinn But what is this beast Of which all rabid animals feast "I am Decay--carrion prey Let's string each other to the tree Come and hang with me" As a ran I felt something queer Someone is near A Pentagram appears On my chest Began to say the rest Of This Deathly Trinity "Lilith’s dance seducing your inner core Nehema’s whispers throwing yourself off the shore, You hope this is only folklore, But you must not fear the dark The Nightmare of the Lost Ark Silents winds whisper Untold truths of revelation to Give you new Trust In Adoration Asphyxiate with Fear As Angelique's eyes Lear Silently you’ll the feel the spirits Of The Howling growing near The Draconian Aeon is here All foul humans beware Samael will always be Near"


Details | Rhyme | |

Drippity drip drip

Take me there I don't care Touch my hair Eat this pear!!! I am bare Want to share? Do you care? I am bear I'll let you stare Don't go there By the chair Or on that stair? Your skin is fair You look like Cher Come to my lair But pay my fare Drippity drip drip


Details | Epitaph | |

telex-visual vogue

tourist toned telephones 
in telex-visual vogue,
forged ahead with chorus lines 
upon the glass housed road, 
eagles eyed the farrowed glen 
that reason disinclined,
signed unto, yet not beyond, 
the elbow let aside, 
parachutes and paratroops 
stood silent up the mouth, 
guys and dolls to half head halls, 
struck match led tens in truth, 
smoke screened years had passed in tears, 
or days that spoke in tongues, 
courteous to those involved, 
yet subservient to none…  


Details | Couplet | |

Seagull and the Penguin

A sea gull flew over the ocean admiring his reflection every day.
Passing over the shore, he saw penguins at work and careful play.
What an ugly bird they are he suddenly proclaimed.
They can’t fly and still they strut… know they no shame!

One day the gull was swooping down angling for a fish…
When suddenly an orca whale knocked him in the briny brink.
Snapping and churning the orca would soon have his way.
The gull was surely lost, if he could not gain the air to stay.

Moments before the whale pod arrived the penguins chose to assist.
They chose to distract the whale, giving the gull a chance to resist.
The orca didn’t care which meal he had as long as there was one…
He finally beached himself upon the shore, and still he hadn’t won.

At that point the gull realized, the penguins were really seriously cool.
They could certainly fly in the water, if maybe not the air to rule.
Now friends for life… he would scout for them safe passage to their fish.
Indeed, the gull flew away that day a little wiser, knowing he’d been remiss.

Everyone in life is different. He surmised… It’s not a choice they’ve made.
But now he knows each demands respect… in their own separate way.


Details | Free verse | |

Fired Up

Fired Up

Suddenly slow, then frozen up…My heart began to pound.
My computer means so much to me. It’s my touch to the outside world.
Then my knight came in the door… determined my dragon to slay. 
And let me tell you… as dragons go… he can slay anything.

Dragon fire can be hot, but this one was immensely worse.
Nothing at all seemed to work. This dragon was really strong.
Shield after shield fell from my knights’ grip… 
But thank God… he never, ever gave up.

Night after night he fought with might and studied his foe with thought.
Each night he scanned every road… for where a lair could be stowed.
His sword swung with might nightly… erasing him from the land. 
But still the dragon was able to come back breathing fire upon all at hand.

He knew how to open every back door. He was cleverer than any I had seen.
But steady as a rock my knight and prince… continued to protect my way of life.
Finally, one day, with four new shields and with Excalibur by his side…
The dragon's spawn was slayed one last time,  then a miraculous silence remained…

My knight had sacrificed so much time and sleep… that I truly cried.
This dragon was from a far away land where more dragons are made with pride.
But my dear knight is willing to wait by my side… His shield and sword nearby.
Thank you I say with hugs and kisses… For my knight in shining armor, my life… 


Details | Free verse | |

Snow White

She smiled at me
With a somewhat semblance of beauty
And with a glare in her eyes
She knows more, she knows my next moves

Snow white wants you near
Snow white wants your hear
Snow white loves your fears
Snow white comes for you

L-let me taste your poison L-let me taste your poison

Snow white wants you near
Snow white wants your hear
Snow white loves your fears
Snow white comes for you

L-let me taste your poison L-let me taste your poison

Bathe in the blood of virgins
I'm calling for you
Name your despair
I'm sure I'll give you worse 

Snow white wants you near
Snow white wants your hear
Snow white loves your fears
Snow white comes for you

L-let me taste your poison
 L-let me taste your poison

Snow white wants you near
Snow white wants your hear
Snow white loves your fears
Snow white comes for you

L-let me taste your poison
 L-let me taste your poison


Details | Epic | |

i am

i am not weak 
just because im not a man 
i have seen men beg 
and plead
i have seen them on their knees 
i have seen them act like boys 
and fight when they freed
i am a woman 
with unspeakable needs
i have suffered enough 
for youre obsinities
i am back with avengence 
hear me roar 

hold on ... didnt i tell u this before


Details | Didactic | |

READY TO FIGHT

before many of us chose to walk on a sanctified journey in life
we were always frustrated, discombobulated and looking for a fight
the kind of fight that was fueled by jealousy, pettiness, anger and/or greed
but now as disciples of Christ we fight for honor, a cause or a need
no longer do we fight using profanity, knives, fists or guns
we now fight with weapons that are spiritual ones
we no longer look for excuses not to get involved with a cause
we no longer allow the hopeless opinions of others to make us stop and pause
if you can't help just don't hinder and don't hurt those who are ready to fight
get out of the way and allow God's people to do what is good and right

when those of us who share a common pain are more than willing to lend a hand
that's when you encounter the haters who will try to impede your plans
hate is that emotion that everyone has experienced at least once in life
hate is a demonic spirit that does nothing but cause havoc and strife
hate is within each of us but we all don't let it manifest
for as true children of the most high God we know that we are blessed
hate comes from that inner fear caused by not being in the know
but you can't allow fear to turn into hate just let the God in you now show
for fear can paralyze, it can traumatize, fear can make you become paranoid
fear can make you ill, it can take away your will and make you null and void

we know that as disciples of the Lord Jesus Christ
everyday we are in the fight of our lives
as the devil will try to intercede and give you a short term loss of memory
so make sure you pray everyday to be reminded of the God who gave life to thee
for God can take that hate and turn it into kindness
God can take that fear and render it spineless
God gave you the power to fight for what you believe
God gave you the ability to fight for what you can achieve
so are you ready to fight in order to be set free?
are you ready to fight for a cause and your family?

Nehemiah and his men attempted to rebuild those torn down walls
when the haters came around hoping they would stumble and fall
but the Spirit revealed to them what the haters had planned
so Nehemiah and his men were ready and prepared to take their stand
they were ready to fight to protect and defend those walls
they were ready to fight so that their work would not be stalled
ready to fight, ready to fight for righteous cause
no time to ponder, nor procrastinate and no time to stop and pause 



Details | Rhyme | |

Our QT Savior

In the cold of the morn with a crisp cloudy day…
A flat tire assailed a young girl, as she went on her way.
Young and full of life but definitely overwhelmed…
She was late for work and her husband had just nearly died.
She sat in her car, sniffling, worrying, and crying some wails.
She’d never changed a tire, a young husband always there.
But hurt he’d become, and in the hospital now remained…
It was up to her, suddenly alone, to make things right again.
She fretfully tried AAA but the wrong number was wrung…
Till Old Granny Goodness appeared with hope, and some fun.
She quickly got her out of the car, and found everything there.
Explaining what to do, Granny decided to entertain with flair.
Together they’d use a spare tire to fix that rickety old car.
They figured out the jack and successfully lifted the car.
But lug nuts are hard and need strength to unleash…
So granny fussed and she bug-tussled but never gave up
Till the young girl laughing, knew what she must do herself… 
Grabbing deep into her courage, she ran into the QT for help.
Sure enough, a worker volunteered to help that sweet young thing out.
And the lug nuts came off lickety-split with laughter on top.
The young man was gracious, and ever so kind and…
Yes, he finished the job with his best smile and in record time
And of course he helped put everything away, too, you can bet…
He even helped Old Granny Goodness up off the ground where she sat.
Then with a salute and fare thee well, he went back inside…
While Old Granny Goodness, and the girl put air in the tires.
By now the girl was the lead in the work as she smiled and laughed…
She was empowered; you know… there’s nothing wrong with that.
Yes, the world was saved as all found their way home, with a wink, at last.
Yes, with gratitude, a hug, and a smile… many a way can be found again.

Contest:Write me a Happy Poem 10-31-2011 CSEastman


Details | Free verse | |

The Power of Youth

With the weight of the world on our shoulders

we walk, heads held high

 

they don't really understand

the extreme power in which we posses

 

we live life under Their radar

all the while, holding them up

 

but no thanks come to us

just sneers and stereotypes

 

we are Not the casualties of society

just because we tread on the lines of what they consider "appropriate"

 

yet that is how they treat us

because they are Afraid

 

but I tell you

keep your heads held High

 

scoff right back at them

because you know how it will end

 

soon enough

we will rise to rule our own world

                          Our Own Way

We are the Youth

We are the Future

 

and they'll have to just suck it up and deal

when they see how much we are going to Change


Details | Rhyme | |

Goodbye Adam

I have never really been good at, Letting loved ones go; And saying goodbye to you right now, Hurts me more than you’ll ever know; I find myself resentful, That life is so unfair; And I hope that wherever you are, You know that I still care; I missed my chance to tell you, How much you meant to me; And I’m bitter when I think about, All the things you’ll never see; And I truly hate the fact, That your life was fleeting and brief; And knowing that I’ll never see you again, Fills my heart with grief.


Details | Ballade | |

im restricted

im restricted with youre choices
it makes me wanna cry
im surrounded by voices 
that say, girl , why
youre amaizing and u know it
i dont have to say 
i think youve forgotten but somehow it got away
he seems to control u 
no matter what u do
its coming up sooooooo often but some how it gets to u
and baby dont defend cause i swear ill leave u in the end


Details | Free verse | |

Diamond In The Rough

The Diamond in the rough has been lost in the masses of panicked flesh
He looks through the eyes of the unnoticed,
He thinks with the questioning of his being,
He only looks to escape the day

The Diamond in the rough only leaves in the night
bereft of joy he entraps his plight
He makes music alone waiting for pain to escape
he looks in the mirror and cries at his face

the Diamond in the rough he's escaped far away
He's tired of the masses he sticks to like clay
He walks the silk plains and travels alone,he's severed all contact with his past and his home

His potential may be realized and maybe it won't
He writes in his soul what his eyes have absorbed
They hear it and like it but they always want more

His soul's been exchanged by demons in suits
For MTV slots, platinum plaques,drugs,sex, and a bust in a room

The Diamond in the rough,no longer there lies
but he's had enough he's decided to fly

The fame and the fortune has darkened his day
It's tragic, but masses proclaim him cliche'

He knew they would view him as weak,and then scared
Nothing else mattered he was always prepared

He couldn't fear fear any longer inside
Alone in a tower a diamond he died


Details | Verse | |

Confession

The fox gnaws flaking muscle
From speechless rabbit, cold
In mind and body. Men shiver
As bodies dry, spat from river.

Rings of globes circle hands
Of the thoughtless, so beaten
From paths to be told of Him, 
Waiting until eyes grow dim.

Walking among us is plague,
Standing above us is but love,
These winds will claw our youth
While faith entraps this truth.

Winter comes but we survive,
Breath and bones, colonies thrive.


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 3-

My eyes
Witness your departure
My eyes
Are dripping with hopelessness…
My eyes start to blur…
Melancholy put me under pressure…
Is there a cure to my disease? 

You don’t see
The shards of hope that once brought us back together
Just let me search for safety
I’m strong enough to realize that I’m no longer
The weakest prey out there…

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me whimpering like a distraught puppy left on the train tracks?

I’m close to my demise…save me and take me home

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

Will this cheerful moment help us get along with each other?

Because of you…I feel the need to run 
I keep an eye on you – I worry that you’ll hurt yourself again
Because of you…My freedom is nearly gone
I don’t wanna be caught off guard again
Because of you…EYE can’t picture a solution for our vexing dilemma 
Because of you…eye can’t focus on my long-term goal 

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you sense that I’m giving in to failure? 
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…I can’t endure 
The hardships that you place upon me…
Could you boost up my confidence to overcome 
My atrocious anxiety? 

I’m just waiting for some sun
To keep me in good hands…
To strengthen me with perseverance …
I’m just waiting until His son
Leads the world outtah Egypt and reveals to us…
His radiance…His dazzling Kingdom – 
Vibrant with glee

Your undying sympathy dawns upon us
I’m overflowing with indescribable joy  
You’re a candle in the night…
We meet eye to eye…
What a sight…what a precious sight


Details | ABC | |

What am I

Preposterous
Angry
Rabid
Antisocial
Neurotic
Overly suspicious
Irrational
Deranged


Details | Free verse | |

The Eternal Infernos of Pain

Front and Center!
Those Gates adorned with pearls in Heaven.
White angels soaring. 

If by chance, 
Ordered to enter;
Through St. Peter's Permission; 
I demand from you chancellor; 
A swift insanity plea, submission. 
For this troubled soul is plagued, 
By vast displays of wicked ways. 

None lost. 
Courtesy of meticulous examination. 
Love lost. 

Diligence pending Investigation. 
Key Evidence, perpetually documented 
In Sin's ominous catalog. 
Rebuke my Judge! 
For multitudes of shortcomings, 
He failed to ascertain. 

Moreover, present was He, 
When Satan drafted me. 
First round,
Pick three.
His Fantasy League...
"The Eternal Infernos of Pain" 

JS Lambert



Details | Bio | |

A Deal With Death

As i sit in this hospital bed right now i start to get weary and i stand up to catch my bearings and i collapse. and as soon as i hit the ground i fall down the rabbit hole so to speak. i reach the end and fall out of a rain gutter, and i fall into this dark street. As i look around there is nothing but these old rickety projects for houses built in this "Jack The Ripper" looking area. and i started walking and saw someone and with every step i took my breathe got a little colder. it wasn't concerning me until i started shaking i got so cold, and i realized i didn't know where the hell i was going i guess i had just been walking for 2 hours. and i stopped walking and realized i was in the same spot where i fell out of the rain gutter. now this bothered me, But then i heard a very old man's soft voice calling my name, i didnt know the man but i recognized the voice. so i started to run towards the echo of his voice and finally caught up with him but as soon as i went to touch him he collapsed into a lifeless corpse laying on his stomach wearing exactly what i was wearing and i turned him over and it was me............. and then i woke up and i found out i was in a 2 and a half month coma and i just came out..


Details | Lyric | |

Love Yourself First (Edited Version)

(Verse 1)
Calling to you from out of time
Just wanted to say
So sorry for the younger days
All of the mistreatments

(Verse 2)
Things I did without disgrace
Knowing now I was so wrong
Learning to understand many mistakes
A beating heart without trust

(Hook)
Before insecurities rap around tight
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

Before a first impression shows your epic life
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

Before confidence disappears into a shadowy night
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

(Verse 3
Tenderly your heart to me 
Carelessly I set you free
Anger and guilt followed me
My heart has been swimming frantically

(Verse 4)
When love comes to stay
Just like a tool it too has a rule
Before dreams slip away
So many times asking why

(Hook)
Before insecurities rap around tight
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

Before a first impression shows your epic life
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first

Before confidence disappears into a shadowy night
Become friends with yourself
Love yourself first
Love yourself
Love yourself
Love yourself first


Details | Free verse | |

Draconian I

[The Cypress Is In Bloom]
The cypress is in bloom
I see the evil, the efflorescence of decadent doom
Eloigning, with thy clandestines of the Dead September's reign
My belovéd Penelope, abscond from the coven so deep, the glades of misery
We must face her in the grove, for arcany, the path we must take
She's in my mind, vaporously,
Lauding with my, dangers and fears
Lie, with ephermelcy's broken truths
Leading me go Cypress, Marigold
Immortally, willows, forevermore
Forevermore

[To Question; To Know]
My argentine silence, your only condonicy 
Ends with such eath
The Mockingbird in me--died
Resting in one ounce, an abundance of shame
With an infinity of joy
Exiled, by the ones, who give all, names
My breath starves for only more
The façade, the veil, the austerity dims with Aquarianlore 
She falls to her knees, why for?
Celandine she will be
Celandine is she

[Bead]
The lair within, free from their causalities of their sins
Shadowy primroses begin to grow, the season will never end
In there I dream to be like you, violet blue, White Flower of Lisieux,
La Fleur Blanche du Lisieux,
So Celandine are you
Celandine are you

[Draconian]
Draconian--Reach for the shadows within
Draconian--Break from The Fallen's Sin
Draconian--Their Empirical lies, only die
Draconian--Reach The Shadows Within


Details | Personification | |

Who am i, i am a monster

pestilence restlessness sedatives
represent my main directives
presentment made me infected
selective systematic collective
medative hesitation effects my relevance
like hell needs a prince
never accept limits
convince me long since
i should repent
i never new what i was trying to attempt
i believed it was from hell i was sent
because once you get under my skin
you'll never tempt me again
Friendly enemy or foe
i don't not care at all no
Then into the monster i transform im a fellin 
my exoskeleton is made from titanium dripped gelatin
Perfectly flexible cybernetic veins here my bellowing
im set to kill automatic tongue im never mellowing
i spit sparatic people lavish my tongue lashing hello n
goodbye nice to see you have a good time kill a fellow n
realize im a villain include chronic in my song im telling
you dog like wrestling im raw but bloody like saw your welting
from my manic pelting i keep it strapped above my belt im melting

My personification became like a puppeteer
i dangle on the strings of my sanity
and dance in the pale moon lite 
its in my nature to believe i am something i am not
a look in the mirror is a trip into a place that has never
been seen before in the depths of my consciousness


Details | Narrative | |

Foes and Lifelines

Foes and Lifelines
a day, a year, a century how long will the darkness last? blood drips from hands and blades, claws and fangs blood burns my eyes aflame foes that never cease hunting i live day by day hour by hour Rukan, Kiyamae, Setsuna, Asumae, Darren and Elvina these are my friends, lifelines, companions ,guardians and family the are the only ones who keep me living pushing me to stay alive and it is they who keep my soul and mind alive


Details | Narrative | |

Honor of Friendship-Part One

08/20/2012
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In glowing light you saturate them in words of precious gold, honors adorned by you electing them to be your true friends. Telling me that you adore them, love them, so; that they listen quite often to what you say, that you can tell them anything without fear of them judging you and all the while I listen to such high praise. As you bestow upon them the highest honor one can receive from you-the gift of true friends- I listen, but I can’t help it as my mind wonders ‘where do I fit among those you praise’? Between the lines I remain, unsure as to where I truly belong.
Can I find myself; the monster, the witch, amongst these silver knights of yours, or shall I stay hidden, beside myself watching, loving, caring for you from afar?
I never really know just where I stand; I don’t know what or who I am to you.
But on you go about them, your true, amazing friends as I listen, secretly listening wish I too, could make you so happy. I hope that maybe someday, you will see just what you mean to me, that you’ll understand you are my one true friend-My best friend. The only one who has stayed by my side? And I’ll continue to listen to you. Continue to read all you write for the others, and I’ll continue to give you all I have until you hold the entirety of my heart in your hand until there’s nothing more of me but emptiness and all I have you shall receive, as it’s reserved for just you until the very last breath I have leaves me.
Never will you really know how your lack of words is so much louder than any words that could ever be spoken. But still I keep everything for you because you are everything to me-my best friend, the only one to have ever stuck around…I so wish I could do the same, but I am not like the others. I am the nothing that fills the empty space around you, the nothing that hovers and clings to you like a leech. I am a nobody, a nothing but a ‘someone’…
A someone unknown to most, a someone who cannot express a damned thing in a way that makes sense.
But still I sit by you, I stand by your side and hope you know I am here for you; always here forever. If ever you need someone to lean on, someone to carry you up the mountain of turmoil…I will.


Details | Free verse | |

Difficult Trials -Part 1-

Turn the wheel
Out of curiosity
I'll be generous...you'll receive
Something special...something to make you whole
Though the trials you must run through
Are a great struggle that can easily
Pull you down
And I want to erase your frown

You will feel way better about yourself
Just trust me...take my hand...
I'll encourage you to have a satisfying time
Just for your own liking
We'll be hiking
Those somewhat difficult hardships 
Together for eternity 
We'll spend time in the future 
Together in unity

*******he sea...Let's flee and be free!
LOOK how nice you look!

Trample those insufferable nuisances
That dare put you down
To the sea floor
I'll push them to the core!

Feel free to walk the 
Road of Recovery 






 


Details | Free verse | |

The London Dead End

Tis a hallowed place...
This cobbled maze of alleyways
Which bond these rat infested streets
Yet, gas lamps lit, stand betwixt the corners
And lone Bobbies patrol beneath their feet

London,
A littering city of homeless ashes
Falls shameful underneath the moon’s pathetic light
The darkness is the seductress... soon to be accomplice
As the hooligans, once again reanimate in mist of twilight

Scruff tooth kings of domains, self proclaimed
The dagger and a pocket flask, two most closely guarded friends
And in the dank corner pitch kingdom, we anticipate 
From a realm dubbed “The London Dead End”

Lush stumblers...
Streetwalkers or simply naïve
Entry here, our law says you must pay the toll 
Or pay the piper before you leave

I partake of liquid courage
And then I set my blade
To foot falls around corners this way come…
Among this lonely blackened place...

This maze…
Of streets and alleyways…
Paved over each eve with lost shadows
Never again... to witness a morning sun


Details | Cowboy | |

NIGHTMARES & WHISKEY

In a room stark & white 
A nightmare he will ride tonight 
Twisted sheets in a rider's grip 
as he settles in for that fateful trip 
silently he screams & shouts 
This time there'll be no turn out 
The final clash of beast & man 
In the mind's arena plays out again 
Once was a time he was among the best 
Until that Brahma stepped on his chest 
Now he's locked in a ride he can't quit 
as his wife & his family at his bedside sit 
How he longs to be up & out of this bed 
Away from the demons in his head 
But you can't drown a nightmare in morphine 
And every night he rigs up again 

In a room stark & white 
She'll replay the ride tonight 
"Just one more ride & I'm done 
I've got to help raise our son" 
He'd said as he climbed in the chute 
and straddled that Brahma brute 
With a nod & a prayer, he marked out 
His last would be his best, no doubt 
Then, with a sudden twist & a flash of horn 
The cowboy from his seat was torn 
She watched him fall & struggle to rise 
Numb to the crowd's horrified cries 
Now she sits here each night without rest 
Cradling their baby boy close to her chest 
How she longs to have him hold her near 
Later, she reaches for the bottle to chase the fear 
But you can't drown a nightmare in whiskey 
And every night she rigs up again 

Under the arena's bright lights 
He'll dance with a nightmare tonight 
Wearing a greasepaint smile to hide the pain 
He plays out that fateful ride again 
One step out of rhythm & rhyme 
He'd lost the race against Brahma & time 
Word's haunt him still of a Cowboy's last request 
After that Brahma had stomped on his chest "Tell Katie I love her & I'm sorry for this" 
"If I'd listened to her, I'd not be in this mess" 
"You & the boys take care of her & my son" 
"I hear the chopper landing, guess this ride is done" 
How he wishes he could run that race once more 
The memory pushes him hard, it won't be ignored 
But you can't mask a nightmare with greasepaint 
And every night he rigs up again 

A wild Bullrider, loved one or clown 
no matter the poison the memory won't drown 
Nightmares, whiskey, greasepaint or morphine 
Can't kill the demons that ride through your dreams


Details | Free verse | |

You're My Plague

You plague me with your sweltering disease My heart throbs in unease You carry me off to a far-off island Your breeze keeps me flowin’…scraping sand Your names escapes my lips I tell myself, “Get a grip, dude…” But you decided to intrude... My blood drips to the floor I’ve been losing balance… The instant you pushed me aside Your quietude devours me… I can’t help, but hide… I feel horribly disheartened…feelin’ too insignificant To start my day with a good note Too discouraged to be motivated to run… You trade me your pain in the past I consume it like a bear My stomach is churning persistently…you’re running too fast… I’m dowsed in despair My eyes stare vacantly…into space…they roam happily Your vigilance keeps me safe and sound…I dwell in your tranquility Your dreams caress my own… This intriguing comfort never makes me feel alone I’m under your dazzlin’ spell… This is heaven – not living hell! I’ve been bruising myself over you…for a while now The moment you abandoned me that night… Your rejoicing mends my gash…heals my mind… I think better of you – everything’s black and white I feel so exquisite when I’m around you… So inspired to reveal my might…just shine your light On me…and remember to meet me at sun rise… But I still feel malnourished… By your sweltering disease My heart refuses to beat in perfect rhythm – my high hopes nearly perished By your forceful breeze…pushing me on my knees I’m stumbling off my feet – I’m not at all pleased I’m not in the mood to be teased… I’m suffering…I’m not discreet How did you push me off my feet? Why do you make ME feel so damn miserable and incomplete? You plague me with your sweltering disease My heart pounds as I fall upon my blood-stained knees You carry me away to an unknown place Your voice still rings in my ears… I glance at your admirable face I’ve faced you way too many times – Your sparkling with majestic brilliance and pure grace


Details | Free verse | |

Bad Idea

Have you ever watched a bad idea in progress? I have...
Just like with most ideas the person thinks about putting it into action everyday. 
And than one of those days they decide to go with their first instinct
They ignore all their feelings of being afraid.
They ignore their fear of the outcome and they just do.
Take a deep breath, dive in. 
Usually in the movies thats when something explodes and madness ensues. 
I have a couple of bad ideas up in my own head... 
some that I think about all the time. 
The kinds that would be epic in the moment but no one thinks of tommorrow...
 no one thinks of the aftermath of a bad idea, a bad plan.
All they do think about is how amazing it would feel to act on it...


Details | Narrative | |

I lost me I lost you (Part 3)

I just wanted you to know you married the wrong guy
You can laugh as I curse you or shake your head as the years go by
But like a warlock a male witch I damn you till the end of time
May your family tree be poisoned with emotional trauma through the heart 

May this infliction of this pain be a remembrance to our time  
May the pattern of lust created by your sister be branded on to the generations in your line
I never knew I could have such hatred for you even after such a long time
I never knew I had this kind of burning rage against you

So as I put this to an end let me just remind you once again 
it was your sisters dirty deeds that broke our bonds in the end
You could have given me a second chance 
From the flowers to the poetry and all the phone calls I had tried

For the five years that I knew you we are now just a blink in time
For all the walks and all the talks so many years ago
All those cherished memories are now just part of a freak show
Everything we desired to have are now at the end of another mans prick

I sit back now and look at this story
And with the flick of my wrist I toss it to the fire
I look up to god asking him to take me higher
One last wish is for all those memories I have of you to be taken as if they never transpired 

I lost me I lost you
Through the lust and the thrust of a sexual deed
I lost me I lost you
Embraced in a taboo of wants, desires and needs
I lost me I lost you
The fire consumed us and soon no one could breath
I lost me I lost you


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Baby-Steps

Complicated as it may be we all take the baby a step into the light; or back light of our life, Generally we never took the time to really slow~down and inhale that one last breath before growing~up at A fast PACE.
But we manage to keep the water~afloat above gravity feet, blasting through the strucktured build that we create, for our~selfs hoping not to fall abandonately apon natures knee.
We trust blindly against the world around us, looking for that one straight answer that no one can give, except for you, for no one knows better than you.
Yes, we may ask opinions, or may know the answer, but do we really??? for it might be costly; this I will ask please take the necessary Baby~Steps to elabirate any road and take it with <<< cushion >>> Make then the right turn around guided by our father above in prayer and LOVE to full~fill the blessings that are yet still to come.


Details | Free verse | |

The Spark

It was overwhelming, it was lovely
It was my definition of forever, it was empowering
I spread it into the sea
Into space, time, and everything in between or beyond
I spread it into their souls
I spread it throughout the forgotten dimensions

Betrayal, a curve ball
Unexpectedly knocking me from this universe
I floated, away from everything i had seen
I was spread, beyond the city
I was spread, further from the seas

Closer to the bottom
The light became dim
The light became an illusion
The truth had been unfolded beneath
Like a trench, eager to sub duct innocence of loyalty
For I had traveled so far...

The spark, what is now a burden
What now burns
For once, it lit the way
It guided the way that the mind created
The illusion we were eager to find

Now all that is left
And of course,
Only the foolish search for the spark


Details | Tetractys | |

Crafted Eagerness

You make me wonder,
with much merry eagerness
How can you craft such majestic, 
poetic verses, pricked by simple words meaningful to my heart?

Your gift of explaining yourself so uniquely is appreciated by me
How can you craft such words with poetic passion
In meaningful words, typed with eagerness?
You make me wonder 

 


Details | Prose Poetry | |

A Mirrored Mind

Little escapes a mirrored mind
Questions, thoughts, and lingering doubts
All twisted and mangled together at one time
Never finding an escape out.

Memories of times good brings smiles
Followed quickly by sodden pain
Memories of all those many miles
So much lost, yet so much gained

A life of intrigue and madness
Fun and chaotic hell
Tears of joy and of sadness
Finally extroverted 
Then deeper in your shell

All of this jumbled together
Will it end…NEVER
Your mirrored mind 
Will forever lead in this game
As it slowly and methodically 
Drives you insane.


Details | Rhyme | |

a true freaks fairytale

so now the little children,
all come falling down,
across the london bridges,
we all see mary frown,

her lovley little sheep,
she keeps calling back,
but it wanders among wolves,
with eyes of hungry black,

jack and jill were dizzy,
from falling into the well,
they both grew into monsters,
who rule this fairy hell....


Details | Light Poetry | |

Spare A Penny For Your Thoughts

If I could share my thoughts with you, you may wonder
what I would say or do, but I will express my feelings and
thoughts  to you, the way I know best.
It is my way of dealing with issues in life by expressing myself
through verse as it releases the emotions either painful or joyful
and it is very satisfying and brings relief to a stricken heart filled
with grief.
It helps me to cope when there seems no hope and helps me feel
in control of my heart, mind and soul.

I could write for days, sharing thoughts,feelings, fears, but all
I wish to share is my gratitude for having such an amazing,
positive attitude when I was low, you showed me the way to go.
You held me high to stop the tears I cry, you touched me with tenderness
when I need a human touch and my heart felt that very much.

You showed me how to be happy when I was sad, you made me feel
better when times were bad, you comforted me through dark days and
was always there to show love and affection which really showed you
cared beyond belief and this brought a special kind of relief to my soul
when in my life I was full of pain and grief and you made my broken
crushed heart whole. 


Details | Narrative | |

Honor of Friendship-Part Three

Once again silence envelopes me, like a thick blanket choking me, thrashing and panicking I wish to escape and wonder why you have left me like this? Why you have left me with such emptiness, such silence, digging into me, ripping me apart… “Please, do not abandon me…” I wish to say, to plead…to beg, but no words escape me for I can no longer breathe.
All I did was listen, that’s all I’ve ever done, and then…you’re gone and I feel so alone…so alone. Lost in a never ending darkness, floating aimlessly and I cannot find my way. All I did was listen, all I’ve ever done was listen, I was only ever by your side. Was that not enough? Did you want more? What more can I give? Please, tell me why must you hide, why must the silence over take us-me? Why must I be left on the sidelines…why must I be forgotten…?
When you speak with others, can you not speak with me as you speak with them? Do you feel shamed when spending time with me? Must our friendship be hidden? I do not understand… I wish to, I wish so much to understand you but I cannot. I cannot see when my only light is gone.
They are the only ones for you, they are your friends…I am the forgotten one. Abandoned; left behind, in silence, darkness, and sorrow. They are the ones for you, they are the ones you love, they are the ones you praise and honour…What am I? what am I?
Why do I surround myself around you, why do I care so much, when you obviously care so little? Do you even care at all? Am I just someone to fill the space, am I just someone to pass the time with until you can be with your real friends, once again leaving me on my own…

In glowing light you saturate them in words of precious gold, honors adorned by you electing them to be your true friends. Telling me that you adore them, love them, so; that they listen quite often to what you say, that you can tell them anything without fear of them judging you and all the while I listen to such high praise. As you bestow upon them the highest honor one can receive from you-the gift of true friends- I listen as you continuously adorn them with riches of words…

What am I to you? WHO am I to you? Will you ever say, will I ever know? Is there anything to say, anything to know? Or shall I always be left in the dark silence?


Details | Epic | |

That ole fool sitting on that bar stool

who's that ole fool
sitting on this bar stool
stareing back at me 
from the mirror on the wall behind the bar

just whom do I see
where has all my living taken me
on this long journey
what will I have left behind
to mark my life and human stfife

wrinkles are so many
hair he doesn't have any
a tooth or two is missing
he's probably not going to get a lot of kissing
with a sad down turned smile upon his face
wondering if he is still apart of the human race

bartender another double shot of Jack
with water back
Jack you see he's been an ole friend of mine
for a very long time
the only friend I know
who understands my sorrow

sitting on this bar stool as one
isn't any fun  no more
like so many times before
just hoping that a lady may sit down by me
a little conversation would make me happy

but to my dismay
its the end of another day
closing time just past two
I'll except my reality
and go home alone again
and restart this life tomorrow
about a quarter past ten

this is just a poem about humanity
not any reflection of me




Details | Ballad | |

Queen of The Vultures

One step into her aflamed path
With even an intention so good
Anyone could, yet none should
She knits your lips with her name
So you won't remember 
the one who's heart you hold
Your lovers' bane

Her Eden's Revenge is all she contains
The destruction of your soul is all that remains
The Queen of Vultures and Wargs
She serves Asmodeus and nothingmore
Sitra Achra you will surely find
Misstress of Mayhem
The lights grow dim 
You've found the blood of your love

"Just dream if it was only you and me
Far into the left side far from The Hand of God
Run with me into the deeps of Sitra Achra"


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Never Trust the One You Lust

Another middle-schooler poem I made! ^.^
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Never trust the one you lust
For I have done so
I saw the figure in the rain
As dark as the crow
For death himself had stood there
With all his cunning glee,
But then I look inside the reflection 
Only seeing me!
I die a thousand times 
Yet the clock still chimes 
Am I ever to flee?
Heh—now I clearly see the end:
Sanities’ my only friend


Details | Epic | |

ive been here all day

ive been here all day
sitting in youre room
not saying anything 
cause i think what i say
would be weird to you

i really think youre swell 
isnt it easy to tell
how uncomfortable 
i feel
around u

im just bursting to say , stay 
please take me with you
please show me the world
that designs you

im so bored with my life
feeeling the knife
that will take my life 
next to u

please my romeo 
say it isnt so
say the cleich
was deminished
cause what we're dealing with
is a life shift
hope you care about the world around you

but im here 
im near 
ill show you the way
they said man knew the secrets 
but son i knew you were the chosen one 
thats why joan a vark and I chose you

why would i deal with the seal on my head of a cross
that was designed to keep me 
 a slave till the grave 
for heven or hell
its actually u to tell the only way
i will folow

so choose my dear 
wait ... youre hard to hear
ill take it back ... its now ... my secret


Details | Free verse | |

The Misfit's Masquerade

The misfit's masquerade
significantly made
to the promise of prominence
ever overcome the awkwardness

holding me tied down to the ideals
If I could just escape
this invisible anchor weight
holding me tied down to the ideals
of a society made for outdated principles
I could be presentable the second I choose
but I would rather play the game as the looser

The win will help your sails much more
floating down every obstacle 
I throw your way, you feel as the conqueror
and who is to say if anyone is comparable
to a you at your given best
I push you up you did the rest
I am comfortable as the has been
because life isn't as important to me
as a half wind win
that has me stuck deep in the ocean
with nobody to remember me
after I cast off

Today I celebrate in the misfit's masquerade
be anything you ever wanted to be
alone in an ocean with not a soul so see
or chastise your choices
I like when they burn you
for your indifference
as if you could help it
retreat into your mask


Details | Free verse | |

Conspiracy. No such thing. (Revised 2)

Go to war in Iraq. Deny everything
Just don’t look back

Solider I gave you a direct order to shoot that woman
The one in all black
She’s wearing a bomb
Concealed in her wrap

I don’t care if you can’t see it
The US government doesn’t pay you to think
Quick shoot her in the head
Before she teaches her son to hate and kill back.

There is a cycle it is undeniable 
For close to eight years we have claimed democracy 
yet we have lived under a rule of hypocrisy
there is also a fascination of denial
living steady in this country

secret organizations and special interests groups
uh ho here we go, you hear it and your eyes roll
another Conspiracy
but the occult and its rituals lives strong today

From how a president is inaugurated
Right down to the pen and the hand shake
It’s in the tarot deck and stands in front of the justice system
They hide it in plain sight so you wont think anything of it

With a blind fold on her eyes
You cant judge what you did not see
Holding a scale that can tip either way
From the roses to the arrows in the eagles claw

What must a person do to assist humanity 
How do I guide the people away from fear
And into self realization without disturbing your true path
Knowledge is the key. The more you know 
The more you experience
The more you can see past the lies of hipocracy 


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Scratch

October 18, 2012
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Searing pain
Catches in the brain
Rendering frantic panic
Telling no one-for the demon made his mark
Carrying the darkness in my heart
Hell will find its prey...


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Mind Thought Determination

What is mind thought determination? 
It is the sophisticated thoughts of a individual wit self-taught mental sophistications.
 It is the chemical mind thought process brain inspirational enhanced created word creations.
 It is the one thought that keeps your hopes from being eliminated by your own weak minded self-doubt double eliminations.
 It is the the thought that can turn your own pains into pleasure of our own sensified sensations. 
It is the thought that can turn you into a leader of tis lost generation to inspire my reservation and maybe even in others parts of this nation to get your own redemptive vindication of those who took away your aspirations.
 THIS WORLD IS YOURS FOR THE TAKNG. 
Mind thought determination is for your embracing not to be forsaken, 
you are your own movie in the making, let not your hope in the mind be shaken.
 MIND THOUGHT POWER over all tis senseless hating, we got to stop all our senseless
 chasing, you are forever a leader in this free world racing. 
If you locked up it don't matter how much time that you facing. 
INCARCERATION IS JUST A MIND THOUGHT METAPHOR FOR SELF-INFLICTED IMPOSED LIMITATIONS.
 It is the thought to use what is against you and turn your hateration into inspiration.
 IMPRISONMENT or EMPOWERMENT the choice is yours REINCARNATION over REHABILITATION. 
My mind has but one destination of all mankinds fascinations .....and that is to finally use my MIND THOUGHT DETERMINATION.........


Details | I do not know? | |

Gulf spill

The gods of oil have reigned downed their wrath,
For which we have not begun to see the aftermath.
For thousands of miles balls of tar will wash upon a virgin beach.
It will be felt around the world, every place that water will reach.
And every land and all men will feel the devastation.
In a disaster that has an unknown rate of acceleration.
Take this warning to heed,
In this epidemic, our children will pay for our greed.
And their children will toil under the sun,
For the things we have and have not done.
It seems foolish to me that we can put a man on the moon.
But can not keep crude out of a Louisiana lagoon.
And we will be mocked for our ignorance by our sons and daughters,
For blindly poising our own waters.
BP’s offshore drilling,
They never worried, they were making a killing.
I want to know where was the plan of  action,
Will we all suffer the burden of their infractions.
So, we all wait while BP try.
And every minute , every hour, more peoples livelihood die.
And were losing ground, hand over fist.
Peoples lives are at stake, because the waters can’t be fished.
You only thought the unemployment rate was high before.
Now what of all the people who made their living on the gulf shore.
What do we tell them about their live retrieval.
Tell them to stand in a line marked,
Unemployed by environmental upheaval 






Sarah Comstock
6-6-10


Details | Diminished Hexaverse | |

The Peach Juice Calvory

Howl,  I'm stuck 
in your pocket...
...Quiet pin drops 
Dripp Peach Juice,
Into a one glass Calvary.

Single Filed just for
Me!!! Please: Snapp
To it BIG BOY, whatcha 
Waitn' for.... I want that
Drink Now Honey Bear,
Angst to nuff luv...


Details | Free verse | |

Entanglements

Now listen close to these tangles that we have involved in
As we evolve now, I'm just hoping that i can last longer
If I can program my mind into, as fast as a mind has ever gone before
If I tell myself I will never win, then i will continue to lose in my sin
But Thank GOD that Lo came to save me
Even though I'm so sinful it's kinda crazy
It's the definition of insanity
Your talking to the man who answers you
Along with these anthems that have been handed me
Your trophy and proof of a better hand than me
Now these can be like the Macabee's
We can chase the end of the world and see who's at the end now
Oh! there goes the after death, Now here comes the after life
Just stay focused and don't ask your wife
For a yes! for a no! or for a maybe
just listen to these lullaby's like i was singing to a baby
Name me! Please name me! If it's Timothy Blaine then it's all gravy
Now these are not navies, these are not armories
These are just the things that be trying to harm me
Now evil can be like a swarm of bees
You can look down on me but don't you try to swarm on me
Now hold up! I'm not trying to be
something I'm not, I'm just trying to see
My kids by January
Because December's looking very scary
It's a hell of a month, it started out rough
Now we're hitting up into a rough
Now we're hitting into a sandpit
Better get my sand wedge before i ban this
Yes it's the whole world and it's the baddest
System you ever been into now I'm saddened
By the catastrophe that i have endured
By the tragedy that i have supported


Details | Narrative | |

honor of Friendship-Part Two

I listen, and I’ll always listen because I will do anything for you, I would die to keep you safe and alive. I would do whatever to make you feel better. And so, I listen as you talk about them, these amazing friends of yours…Only some I have met. How lucky they are to have such devotion, how lucky they are to not feel the sting of betrayal and abandonment; thrust upon their spine crippling them to a state of fear, anger, and distrust.
How lucky they are to have you, how lucky I am to have you.
Do you understand, do you see just how much I love you?
 Soul such as yours deserves only the best; perhaps that is where I fault, I bring upon you sadness and pain, until all you do is go silent hiding behind solid doors. Composing words of sorrow, and they stab me like a sword in the gut…Closed off, shut away from you-I cannot function like this. I lose my way, I lose everything, I cannot be kept away, please open up to me… ‘DO NOT SHUT ME OUT’ I cry…I don’t want to lose you, yet I feel as though I already have; I feel as if I never really had you all along-not truly. That everything I believed, everything I have come to know is fake. An act, a show you put on until you can no longer pretend to care anymore so when the opportunity comes along you go silent and drop me. I am left forgotten, wondering what happened…Seconds, minutes, hours go by and nothing. I lose control, I panic and my bleeding heart reacts. Maybe you did not mean it though, but maybe you did…I don’t know and I’m not sure I ever really will know and my mind spins like a top…I don’t know what to do, or say…or think. Do you even care? Did you ever care, or did you just pretend so you did not have to face me? If you were given the opportunity would you forget who I am, would you abandon me in the unforgiving tide, left alone to fight against the waves, until all I have given you-all the memories flood me until I drown, going down to the pit of nothing…? The pit of lies that you made, would it be easy to turn you back on me, leave me to fight alone this losing battle until you are no longer burdened by me…? And when I am gone, will you finally feel free?


Details | Free verse | |

The storm is come

Red leaves fleeing trouble before the gust:
like children playing tag.
Tumbling to shelter under,
or it is to the brick wall.

Tears from heaven
hit cheeks from the side,
and lash down to toe:
and the whole becomes a sea.

I am swept away in it's fury:
each wave crest seeks shores,
and pours itself away; to abandon. 
Cherishing that kiss with earth.

Fury must find it's rock;
be diminished in ecstasy,
and sink into nothing.
Before turning into life.


Details | Verse | |

Judgement Day

Judgement Day

The misconception about this day
Is that it’s just one day
Well today
You’re gonna hear the truth 
Now you can take it or leave it
But this is what I was sent here to do

Following the war of Armageddon
The earth will morn
It will begin the thousand year process
Of being restorn
For those who survive Armageddon
Hope will be your first born

Now let’s not confuse this moment in time
A day is a thousand years in God’s eyes
And if the wages of sin is death
Then that means
He won’t judge you on what you did before you died

So when the scrolls open, 
It doesn’t read your past 
It’s a new requirement that you must obey
So the earth you can reap at last

So no, you won’t be standing in a line
He will judge you on what you choose to do
During that time
It’s like a chance at redemption
A chance to be a part of a perfect condition
You’ll see your dead loved one and 
The past!
You won’t even mention

The earth will be restoring from the years
Of evil and pain
Cleaning out it’s core
Regenerating – becoming exactly like before
And even when witnessing and seeing all this proof
People will still deny divine force
Yes. And the 144,000 will rule as kings
Don’t believe me its in the verses at Revelation 14.


He has delegated this work in progess
Organized in a way you’ve never seen
And if you don’t heed the word
You will be destroyed
And you wont inherit the earth like the meek

So I say this
Get your mind right and you can
Experience bliss
Cause once the blaze is kindled
And he asks you to keep your head bowed low
You better conform
And if not you gon’ miss the boat

Now this day will come
It’s a time you cant prevent
But I can guarantee that no one 
Will suffer eternal torment
Except the Devil, the one He throws in the abyss

There is hope to fill the silence
And there is another chance
That’s why he died for our sins in advance
You’ve been warned now
So make sure you got a solid plan


Details | I do not know? | |

A FORCE CALLED CHANGE

I HEAR A SOUND IN THE DISTANCE
A SOUND ONLY I CAN HEAR AND FEEL
I HEAR IT IN MY MIND
I FEEL IT WITH MY BODY
WITH MY SOUL

A RESONATING SOUND WITH THE FURY OF A THUNDERSTORM
THE ROLL OF THUNDER
THE FLASH OF LIGHTNING
THE BLACKENING OF THE SKY
ONLY ONE THING COMES TO MIND

A CHANGE IS COMING
A FORCE SO POWERFUL
ALSO INEVITABLE
UNCHANGEABLE
AS SUCH IS CHANGE IN LIFE
LIKE A FORCE OF DOMINATION
A BETTER DESCRIPTION
A TIME OF RISING ACSENSION
OR FALLING DESENSION
SO THERE IS ONLY ONE QUESTION

ARE  YOU  READY  FOR  CHANGE


Details | Free verse | |

Against My Will

So persistent...
Your name will be whispered 
with my dying breath
Subconscious echoing in my head
And you know I never asked for it 
I wish it had never come to this

It’s so funny, I could cry
Hurts so bad that I can’t stop laughing
I’ve gone beyond insane
Been driven far beyond feeling

I used to feel too young for this body
Inside was a terrified child 
who couldn’t grow up

But now i feel so old....
so weak...so tired...
so numb....
so hollow and empty and cold.

Because I’ve loved you against my will, my love
I’ve loved you against my will
Life without you is a fate worse than death
I’ve loved you against my will 
to live.

sorrylittlesharky.com


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Sicklied Breezes

Here comes that familiar breeze again Emptied of hope, it always returns to refill Some other abandoned soul A soul that delves deep into my own, Drifting in an almost shameful stance Festered ignorance, time, and thought Resting under the wing of frightened hope It is cool, like any ordinary breeze It pleases all that feel it, save I For I know it longs to take all that I have In one…single… swoosh You overlooked demon! Why are you so gentle? Why must you manifest in sorrow and woe? Sleeping in the convent of my soul As others praise you and thank you You take me under tow Forever more, lost in this sicklied growth With a silent tune of rests within notes I remain where the breath is taken I remain your host The breeze grows painstakingly warm Filling all with passions unfolding Each soul finds its home Leaving me alone with a soul untold Always awake and crawling… and screaming Bold, all-knowing and thoughtless Wingless, tainted…filled with dread It is warm and hated by all that behold it And I grasp it, and hate it, and LOVE IT For it takes nothing and gives me all In multitudinous shrouds Beloved angel—why do you burn me so… Leading me into your sick embraces As others curse to your face You forever release in me A despairing freedom that I know longer wish for The melody caught—no room to breathe Harmony caked with ignorance does seethe For all no longer see… I was always the caller


Details | Free verse | |

The Lie

Lying under oath
With an American pin on their shirts
They wave the US strategy
Dance ‘n Killing and Smiling

They plunder our economy
Using the propaganda to show nothing is wrong
The fox is in their bed to fill the illusion
It’s hiding behind the bush to prevent the truth from showing

And the hounds are on the chase
Get out those guns he yells fight for democracy
With a Sieg Heil under their breath
They emulate what was long ago

Listen closely to their words and phrases
Homeland security is a neo-nazi face
It induces post World War 2 Hitler’s German race
Roves descendents created the cinders of Auschwitz’s

Eugencies are alive and well in hiring questionnaires
They want to know how you think
They want to know how you’d react
They twist your mind to test your reasoning

We need true bloods to defend our way of life
He rally’s the crowds enticing the young
You can come home soon when the job is done
I’m sorry, I don’t have a date 

Because the democrats wont give me the money
to hold Iraq into a prison state. To fund the war  
you see where not invaders were liberators
it just looks the same

I have asked for a simple resolution
An agreement without strings attached
Without an ending date to pull the troops out
Why cant the democrat’s compromise

Why is it they don’t understand?
That our solders are there to defend the American land
To trick and sway
Dictatorship! Through democracy is the only way.


Details | Free verse | |

Rebellious

                                        What???...

To get someone to read my poems… Contests there must be.
They must be bleeping nuts thinking I can follow all those cockeyed rules.
Out of a zillion types of poems they always pick the weirdest ones.
Allowed only 16 lines… I found I stopped at ninety-one.
And for a topic they want a bird throwing glitter from a tree.
How about I spank them as I put them across my knee!!!
And why must I name it… as they told me? Where’s that for creativity?
Then they want a special comment added in the poem…
I would rather not add plagiarism… I’d rather call it my own.
But, you know, I am so very needy that I’ll do whatever they want.
Well… I’ll do, maybe one or two… of the things they want.
I know this makes it harder to judge the poems that are found therein.
But to me a poem… is a funny bent on my crazy whim.
Then suddenly, Lord Have Mercy… my poem didn’t win.
But I’m happy as punch for even with their strained smile…
I’m sure they read one of my poems yet again. :)

(Meant only for fun) I'm not really complaining. Just having fun.


Details | Sonnet | |

The Foil

A weakness wound its wicked way inside
where thoughts of “us”, not love, do dwell and swell,
and formed a nest of twigs to stay the tide
yet cresting waves of righteousness rebelled.

“Stray not,” he said " for look on how I writhe."
Of fire formed made thane to only He.
Yet, man, of mud and clay did breach my pride
for Love of Thee, caste out the likes of me.

Now, Lucifer’s red flame so bright, burns night,
a warning scent to frailer souls, “Don’t fall.”
For even stars misstep, disgrace, pride’s plight,                                           
let his torment be your clarion call.

In light, act right, rise high in good spirit
and say “God, the devil made me do it.”



Details | Dramatic monologue | |

LOVE ON CAPITOL HILL

      LOVE ON CAPITOL HILL
Love can make you goofey in the mornin,                     
make you babble like a fool, And bark at the moon.          
Love can make you  silly in the afternoon,                  
and make your congressman act like a loony tune!            
 Love can make you sappy! doin things you'd never do.       
 Love can make you zappy!                                   
          And make you act like you was borned in a zoo. 
©  I am RON WILSON and i approve of this pome... Puem... Potery ...Pottery ...whatever


Details | Free verse | |

The Creepy Face

October 20, 2012
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Press your featureless face against my window
Spread your fear you cursed being
-I never liked you anyway-
But still your slender frame haunts my dreams
You torturous bigot, laying wait until it's time to strike
Force your way into the minds of the weak
But never shall you entrap me like them
I will not bow- I will not bend so easily
Yes...I am afraid of you but I will harness my fear
I will keep you away
I will not let my fear over take me
I WILL NOT LET YOU HAVE ME
Press your featureless face against my window
Press your featureless face against my window
Stare into me- your lack of eyes is unnerving
But still I will not falter
Press your featureless face against my window
Press your featureless face against my window
Stretch your arms out towards me
But you shall not take me
I no longer fear you
Though you still bother me
The demon of fright
Monster of the night,
I no longer am afraid
So press yourself against my window o' creepy one
Your featureless face ingrained in my mind
I say goodbye to all I know
For i know, one day
You'll finally reach me
and then I'll be gone
Gone
Nothing but my memories--
Of you oh creepy one--
Will be all that is left of me


Details | Ballade | |

Lunar Love II

Can this ever stop
The world is blacked by the lunar love of my heart
By the vapor of my mind 
All the tides have gone undone
The mist covers my sight
The beast comes out tonight
-- The Storm Comes --

Her eyes are the color of dyed blue
With her amber hair and crimson lips
She sleeps quietly waiting for the innocence of me
But I've already tosses her  in vain
I am the wolf she is the lamb
I've already condoned my  beloved Lillian
Agnus Lilium Iustum Decorem

The desire was so much
Lilith strapped me to her bed 
Forgetting the shame is just a 
Another winless game
Drive the wolf out of me
Take me away from this 
Take me away from the Lunar Love

The moonbeams light up my pale face
I don't want to be seen
Banished from this world I'll ever be
Drive the wolf out of me
Take me away from this
Take me away from the Lunar Love

I cry but the sun cant hear
Do I exist?
This eclipse took over
The savage is in control 
Now I'm left to face it all
Left in the dark where can we go

Lunar love is what we'll be
Lunar love is what we have

I try to Flee away from the scene
In thirst I was blind
Her blood stained on my hands
I must leave this land
I've killed my beloved Lillian
Agnus Lillium Iustum Decorem

The desire was so much
Lilith strapped me to her bed 
Forgetting the shame is just a 
Another winless game
Drive the wolf out of me
Take me away from this 
Take me away from the Lunar Love

Lunar love is what we'll be
Lunar love is what we have

The moonbeams light up my pale face
I don't want to be seen
Banished from this world I'll ever be
Drive the wolf out of me
Take me away from this
Take me away from the Lunar Love

The ghosts are tangled in my dreams 
They play with what was meant to be forgotten 
But I know there must be a away
To find the closure 
But so lost are we 
So lost I've been

Save yourself from the downfall
How close are we to the edge 
This is what the rage has done
This is what the sin has done

The desire was so much
Lilith strapped me to her bed 
Forgetting the shame is just a 
Another winless game
Drive the wolf out of me
Take me away from this 
Take me away from the Lunar Love

Lunar love is what we'll be
Lunar love is what we have

The moonbeams light up my pale face
I don't want to be seen
Banished from this world I'll ever be
Drive the wolf out of me
Take me away from this
Take me away from the Lunar Love

Lunar love is what we'll be
Lunar love is what we have

Forgetting the shame is just a 
Another winless game


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Come Nightfall

Everything glitters at night
Moonshine will pull all that you own into question
Like daylight never could;
You’re a coward
I’m a faggot and a fake
And I can’t think of one reason 
Why I deserve the shirt I’m wearing
I wish it were a tourniquet
So I could glimmer
Shine
Glitter in the light of the world
Like everything does
come nightfall.


Details | Free verse | |

A Bee's Love Sting

Mystical Queen Bee,
Navigates Her Territory....
...Savaging To Protect
Her Innocence Inside The
Sweet Nector Of A 
Bloomed Flower.
Where She'll Explore Natures
Beast Among A Love:
Extravaganza!!!
As She's Bound To Love You;
Or Sting You.... So Watch
Your Back, No I gotcha ya back
Lover... NO WORRIES!!!! It won't hurt...


Details | Epic | |

The Legend of the Poetic Samurai

Lightning flashes across the chilly midnight sky.
A warrior rises from the ashes to be a Poetic Samurai.
Metaphorically his blazing Katanna blade is just a mere black pen.
His poetry is like an explosion from a grenade leaving poets in ruin!

He scribbles out names of poets he's slain, and ponders who is next.
The rain beats against the window pane, and he wonders of the last poetess he sexed.
He made passionate love to her mind, and did things no other man had done.
The pen was a sweet taste of sin when he ate her from behind just for fun!

After awhile with a smile he discarded her like a rag doll, and focused solely on her boyfriend.
The Samurai was determined to poetically kill this slime ball after he was done with his girl 
for a weekend.
But the boyfriend was jealous and shaking with rage, and he challenged the Poetic Samurai.
Poetry Soup would be the main stage, for it was do-or-die, and this battle begin to intensify.

The Poetic Samurai dominated the poetesses boy toy by placing him in a casket and burying 
him alive!
This demonic poetic warrior was determined to destroy, and he wanted no one to survive!
The Samurai battled the poetess and her whole click, spreading terror like the swine flu!
The boyfriend got poetically sick, and the samurai beat their cheerleaders black and blue!

The poetess, her boyfriend and their soup friends were furious, because of the Samurai's 
poetic slams.
So the boyfriend got personal and serious, because the samurai ate the boyfriends green 
eggs and ham!
The boyfriend could not stomach the samurai's poetic food, so he ran and pulled up the 
Samurai's criminal background.
But the Samurai is a poetic warrior and he continued to smash the dude into the ground 
leaving his girlfriend spellbound!

It is said the boyfriend is poetically dead, he eventually committed suicide!
The Samurai left a trail of bloodshed across the soup and worldwide.
It is said the poetess ran away, she could not take it anymore.
I guess being sliced and diced by poetic swordplay was hard to ignore!

So the Poetic Samurai begins to retire, but he keeps his pen ready for a challenger.
He patiently waits to wrap another poet in barbed wire and swing the Excaliber!!!


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Nevermore

We do not compare to one another.
My skin is the coal the people used.
Your skin is the powder the flappers adore.
My soul is deep and my heart is pure.
Pure as white!
Your soul is shallow and your heart is dark.
Darker than the skin my poeple hold.

We may not compare, but you are my brother.
Not by blood
or by class.
We are fused-
fused by lives we live and the past we lived 
We are connected forevermore. 

There was a master and he was cruel. 
The crakel of the whip was the electric shock of my greats.
There was no hope for the slave that cried.
There was no voice for the slave that would not hide.

Flight was the tantalizing thought.
The slave hadn't a chance to live in flight or freedom.
Their was only the need to fight.
Fight to live and fight to breathe.
Those greats so far down kept on fighting.
They kept on preserving.
They had their beauty that could never be touched.

White Man, White Man listen to me. 
I was the coal that was used.
I was the coal that was taken from its home.
I was the coal that was discarded and given freedom.

The flappers are young and they love their powder.
You will be used and you will become the slave.
I am the coal that is free.
You are the powder that is used.

My beauty will never will fill a white mans body. 
Too much has been seen and too much has been lived.
No white can hold ?my? strength and no white can hold ?my? beauty.
They are mine and forever will be.

My soul is deep and my heart is pure. I shall not be condemed to this life no more.


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Releasing Void

Empty
Lost
Vacant in a light-year moment 


This poem is void 
Along with our self-esteem

This yielding emotion needs shine 
Will we ever rise with you in merry delight?
You're not here with us, so I'm hopeless we'll ever do fine  
 
Our hopes shattered and now I have stars without light


Frightful
Confused
Startled by your
Senseless removal
It has been written in approval


These words doesn't exist in your heart  
For our feelings are merely a piece of junk

Do you hear our disjunked plea or are you too focused on your greed? 

You left us broken and envied-- you dried up our family seed! 
We've been trying to nourish our family... but it only drowned us in distressed emotion
But I'll still try to remain true to my devotion 


Frenzied
Jumbled
Bewildered by your action of
Mindless removal 
That has been written by your approval


Are you willing to listen
Or are you going to turn down our voices?

You're always available to come home to apoligize-- we'll heed to your plea
Do you wish to have a void 
Seperating our once jubilent family?
It's very unclear in your pointless decision; the thought of it is too hard to avoid  


Disoriented
Doomed
Disenchanted by your action of
Heartless removal 
That has been agreed by your approval 


Please put a restraining order to the void that shaped  
Nonsensical lines
Please help me with my unstable life, for I haven't escaped
From these appalling signs


Even if you turn down our dissaproval, we'll remain
Faithful
Complete
Strengthened

Are your stars burning with hope?


Details | Epic | |

Fertile Crescent, iii

Fertile Crescent
and Vestigial Conscience

The sun overshadowing my morality
my self- righteousness eclipsed

Where early mans' dawn is, 
Our sun over my left *should* threaten to tinge me if
I pontificate platitudes that fail to connect us to
full stomachs for our children, solid comfort during our elders’ aging and respite needs
 
That McChrystal was sacrificed at the altar
the way Abraham (*pause) to show faith
O yea, my ancient ancestors from Ireland
Maybe they had roots in Celtic lore
Heralding Beowulf’s heroics
And maybe they had someone in some way connected to 
 various seafaring warring factions!
 
Tyranny and takeover spark hatred
vitriolic
blinding rage, like
action- oriented swarming killer bees~
Vestigial, then, is it - our
primordial consciousness?

Weeping flows, but flash floods cannot compare, 
and the burn of fury that hot lava
NO! of liquid molten, from the deepest depths of Earth's core - 
even that cannot compare 
to the condemnation
my foe must assume.
 
With this pen I secure my conduit to the divine, 
My unpretentious foothold here from my pedestal, 
denouncing injustice! 
My spears are fueled
 
Fertile Crescent
Ghosts of pharaohs
Branded timeless in stone
Reigning order
Condemning the vilified,
as it is published by
The Royal Geographical Society:
Syria as the Gateway between East and West
Leonard Woolley
The Geographical Journal
Vol. 107, No. 5/6 (May - Jun., 1946), pp. 179-190)
And why shouldn’t this be so?
 
Beowulf, an earliest epic
Of Old English
How proud and agile to be able
To confer your legacy in written format
Onto your generations and incursions ~
 
Daughters of the American Revolution, 
weren't you early colonists settling in Maryland?
Wasn't The Crown's high noon tea wrought with hypocrisy?

I was wrong when I supposed 
McCongress ordered striking the King's son
off the Dollar Menu, To Go, 
when they showed up at the
Drive-Thru window
 
Morocco & France have tensions
today that sprouted around this very topic, you know.
Everyone has to pay attention to who the special children are, 
from the special castes - it is written and taught in
children's international fairytales 
written by nations collectively-
cultures present their insides
in their telling of morals embellished
inside gripping tales
to their children,
use of cultural symbols and
delectable terms,  the signs all 
lead directly to the diaper room. 
But for this poet, it was the Irish potato famine
forbidding entry into libertine culture.


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A New Collection to the Eye Forest

Crackling blood lies in these forest grounds
Grass growing by its lively effect…
Growing a grimace to the environment    
As the predators hung her on the branches,
carving her left eye on the oak tree
and carving her right eye on the olive tree

They grow livelier…
sucking up the carrions from off the ground
Drowning the vines that try to 
suffocate and remove them for life
left to be in history…unceasingly forgotten 

Now the forest has industrialized into an Eye Forest
Eyes protruding…extorting on the tree trunks
Liquefied by anguish…they had wished to escape
Their pupils punctured by arrows of death 
They grow more affectionate towards the lively soul… 
watching people suffer in indignity and disproof
Here’s that living evidence! Hidden proof!
 
Hunted by the worst predator out there
in the deepest of the forest

The eyes seem to stare into your own
Locked with your frightening vibes 
Feeling your dangling fears and pain 
Weeping them insane…
there is no one out there to be blamed,
even in the deepest of the forest

Oh you carrion heart, soul and body
you are accepted to the collection
and grow insanely and look into a world of reflection

You are one of those who lie in the midst of obscurity 
JUST wait till the day of Resurrection... 

Oh you carrion soul and body 
Surviving through the shadows of the forest, 
roaming along the compacted forest, 
moping about in displeasure 
because without a doubt 
you are a magnificent collection 
to the eye generation 
to look upon a cheerless, remorseful life,
Given away by the predator

They soon diminish the evidence…
Here’s that living evidence! Hidden proof!
You’re left for dead after all

Allow them to spread one of your eyes
on this tantalizing tree
Let them do their job as a hunter
Your awareness is diminished

Allow yourself to not be startled 
Lose yourself,
and later on, you’ll break free of pain and fear


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 2-

My eyes
Refuse to see tragedy
My eyes
Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy 

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just let me be
Leave me alone…hand me a gun

I yearn for unspoiled glory
To make me feel perfect once more
I yearn for flawless serenity
To make me feel no regret…don’t ignore
My calls…don’t hang up on me

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just hear my plea
Listen to my excruciating cries…
Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies  
Our journey has just begun   

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye can’t handle the stress
Let me release my horrendous distress
Eye can see you making that same mistake
At least MY life isn’t at stake

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…do You feel my lament
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement
I’m aching with discontent… I abhor this torment    
When will peace scrub off my fear?

I can’t believe my eyes
Your guiltiness flows into me…
I can’t believe I fell for your lies
Your heartless action rape my mind…you don’t see
What my EYES see…

You’ll never see 
How much pressure you put me under
Unchain me from this chamber
And watch me flee…

When will you be set free?


Details | Didactic | |

are you at your wits end

they've been moments in life when you've felt that you were at your wits end
be it spiritually, financially or physically be it in a relationship with family or friends
tired of whenever you've been blessed the enemy attempts to knock you down
ready to throw in the towel and just fall to the ground
but if you're a disciple of Christ you will come to comprehend
that God will get you through anything from beginning to end
so before you turn to Oprah, Dr. Oz or even Dr. Phil
have a little talk with the Lord God and then just sit still
He might not get there when you want Him but God is always right on time
and He's aware of everything you're going through that's why He's called divine
omnipotent, omnipresent and all knowing with His infinite power
God knows what's happening at any given hour

so are you at your wits end? can you see no way out?
it's time to put your trust in God for in Him there's never any doubt
God knows more about us than we will ever know about ourselves
His knowledge is so infinite and full spiritual wealth
for it was He who created us and it was He who gave us the breath of life
He also gave us the gift that lifted us and freed us from sin with the blood sacrifice

so are you at your wits end? what thoughts are running through your mind?
do you realize that God knows what you're thinking at any given time?
He knows what you will say before the words fall from your lips
He knows what you will do before you do it as it was He who wrote the script
so there's no need to be at your wits end if you're a child of Christ
remember God is watching over you every minute of your life

I once had a plane reservation for 8 o'clock at night
but the lady behind the ticket counter decided to change my flight
I asked her why did she do this? and she said "Reverend you need to comprehend"
that 8pm flight had a 2 hour layover 
and the 9pm flight will serve you better in the end
not only did I arrive earlier but she had upgraded me to first class too
I have come to realize that God has a master plan that might better suit you
so no longer am I at my wits end as I've  place myself in God's hands
living to praise, living to rejoice by waiting and abiding by His plans


Details | Free verse | |

Wasted Time

Lost in a moment of waiting
patiently wasting away 
Eventually, is my motto
and maybe is where I reside

Another sunrise, another sunset
I'm still here twiddling thumbs 
Any day now is my hotel room
passing the time, is my specialty 

Here I am again dillydallying 
bidding away all my time
I'm another second closer 
I know it's comming so so soon

There is no time to waste
That's what I've heard before,
but to me I find time plentiful
and so I toss it aside carelessly 

lost in a moment of waiting 
I'm still here twiddling tumbs
I'm yet another second closer 
There is plenty of time to waste.


Details | Rhyme | |

An Occult Fairytale

 
Throw all your roses in the air, For there is no need of love in this lair Corpses laugh and spin Spirits run and play, Under silver ash shadow Magical sparks fill you here, Luring into Sitra Achra Crypt of the Ancient Rosalinean, Majlis al Jinn Lilith’s dance seducing your inner core Nehema’s whispers throwing yourself off the shore, You hope this is only folklore, But you must not fear the dark The Nightmare of the Lost Ark Silents winds whisper Untold truths of revelation to Give you new Trust In Adoration Asphyxiate with Fear As Angelique's eyes Lear Silently you’ll the feel the spirits Of The Howling growing near The Draconian Aeon is here All foul humans beware Samael will always be Near


Details | Free verse | |

Prepare For War

Please let me leave this 
paradise
Let me speak to him once 
more
The one who I'd do anything 
for
The one who holds my heart

This alchemy of sin
Will never go unpurged
Get ready to burn
Lilith you are my mark
Prepare for War 
Demon whore

Anubis, my heart is mine
My love's revenge I will find
It's Time for war
I understand now
You are my mark 
Lilith reach for your armor
Prepare For war

I will meet my body again
I'll rip out every nail in my 
coffin
I don't care if it's God I Offend

You've destroyed my love
You've destroyed me
You've destroyed my heart's 
holder
Lilith you are my mark
Prepare for war
Demon whore

Anubis, my heart is mine
My love's revenge I will find
It's Time for war
I understand now
You are my mark 
Lilith reach for your armor
Prepare For war

Only if I could let him know
This curse, this demon
Will not be our doom 

Anubis, my heart is mine
My love's revenge I will find
It's Time for war
I understand now
You are my mark 
Lilith reach for your armor
Prepare For war


Details | Free verse | |

The Dying Limb

So tightly squeezed shut
Is the flow to healthy flesh,
That might by your release 
Ramble back and return again.

The tireless dancer sends an echo,
Desperate, pressing,
Pulsing into the vice
So far from home.


Details | Free verse | |

Kindling The Fire

I'll stick to the secret religion I don't need a reason to enter metamorphosis like the wind cutting rocks to carve out new rivers Stranger than fiction my nominal friction ties to this earth I might fly off like a child in birth severing ties to his mother The inside out pains for all I've attained the scratches and bruises hardly tell the story of a life of little worry throw stress to the winds every now and then look back and say how did I get here with minimal damage I don't have much but I manage These days drained of desire like a thin pulled copper wire shiny on the outside brawny in the in its like a wick in the wind kindling this fire I'll be okay though because I'm a short winded liar.


Details | Chastushka | |

Here Without You

Here without you 
Paints me a realization that life isn't easy
It displaces the settling railroad
Taken away by the midnight train's calamity 

Waiting impatiently 
to face some inspiration given by God
Over the driver and I 

By the way you shrivel up in anger, 
I'm not ready to cross through the trampled street
Trampling over the infected cycle...unprepared to face reality's misfortune 
Swimming in its ungrateful punishment

Settling in my sorrow state...shaping my way away from ignorant fate
You lie in scrumptious desires, supposedly independent in your heart-seeking choices
To burn the aches and rashes for all the times you fooled us...took us for granite 
What do you have left to diminish?
To accomplish?

Here without you is like refusing an outspoken crowd, applauding in satisfaction
Ruining the family's reputation...flustering the gas station 
Jaded by your defiant outbursts

Holding up my clutched fists in shame
Holding back tears that reck a moment's peace

This betrayal...not deserving a name

You were passing near us, snickering and cursing our form...our completive family
You wish for scrumptious desires...shaping your heart in frightening lies that strike the innocence of your presence

All the years seem to leave us behind
Settling in the resistible past 
Passing our unachieved, future goals
Poverty splattering us in shapeless love 

Rummaging mad as a furious bear in danger of unyielding snares 

Are we on time to reach the morning train?
And start our life in a new cycle 
This family barely has anything to gain 
You aren't even offering us any advice...same be for you,
Pleasure-seeking mother

Here without you is competitive, but affordable and fair
We aren't crushed against your passionate glares

Here without you is an unhappy environment 
Too caught up in unbearable suffocation and useless bafflement 

Here without you 
Paints me a realization that life isn't easy
It displaces the settling railroad
Taken away by the midnight train's calamity 

Come home... face your fears and embarrassment 
Get away from the monstrous zoo, snatching away impressing love 
Help repair this tear between the whole family with our handyman
Giving it time to grow stable and secure

This family barely has anything to gain 
You aren't even offering us any advice...same be for you,
Pleasure-seeking mother

Good riddance


Details | I do not know? | |

Not the PIGS

I am not a cop-
but I sure do viscous
-recollecting roll roads
-being superstitious

I do what I do every single day- 
when I get up to my bed being made

Making some power out of my gravy

So sour,
the dreams I see engraved

The bad man walks with prowess...
The eager are dumped out of towers

So sour is the taste of being slit...
When my blood doesn't mix... does that enhance all your shit? 

If time was a diss-
would life end with ecstasy and bliss? 

If my mind was print-
would the papers have any of it?

I always ask, do you remember what you said?

I always possess, something that I know is only mine

I always do things that I know aren't that funny-
but do it because I need the symmetry 

I've never won a fight but still possess the infinity

Dam that old man...
**** the kittens...

Dragging along linens
-Soaked up by millions

Sweat seems to pour when I rain

Jim heads seem to dance when I sing

My girl like's her signals when I dream...

So might the forest always be black

Might the rivers always be on track

May you always be young

And may I age old like rum

Seated and spun-
always hanging in on the runs

Getting home only after I've come-
to believe in the after life learning of my fun


Details | Rhyme | |

We Search For Direction

In the beginning of plight,
We venture off and take action
Beyond the mysteries of the day and night
We search diligently for safety and direction 

The aftermath of our flight
Brought us good luck and success
If we look forward...we'll eventually find light
We must get out of this cave...
Or we'll be stomped on by distress

You're our journey's end
Where is the escape route?
Beyond the present anguish, our spirits will ascend
With God's help, we'll find a way out...
No doubt


Details | Free verse | |

soul speaker

Do I stay 
Do I go
Where will my words flow
From my heart like a river 
But I forget not to drowned 
holding my breath
Wishing for solid ground 
Passion and improv
Are they the key to the soul 
Ever speaking its emotions
but where did the listeners go
A silent theater 
They watch as a crowd 
Never noticing how the set breaks down
A painted body
The soul wears a mask 
With enough wear and tear
It will shatter like glass
Do I go 
Do I stay 
To whome do I pray 
For answers
Retribution
An end to all grief
The questions are almost enough 
To cause my soul to speak 

Note: I felt like writing. I just woke up. I didn't consider anything I just rolled with it. And this is what I got l. Hope you enjoy it and that you each interpret it as you like. I think this what this one is here for. Interpretation. To touch everyone differently. 


Details | Ballad | |

Therion

Slayer of dreams and reality Bow down to his Therion Majesty Vowed to Be beyond Spiritual Supremacy, But too Frail, but too Weak, Were these words of The Transgressor of Our Argentine Destiny Reigned with Blood And with Blood You shall Fall Never denounce the ways of The Wicked For the Wicked you Have Become I'm Not your gracious Jesus Christ, Saving you from the blood-sodden Ice, But you Are The Beast Therion Majesty Can't control your own destiny The one who used to fight monsters, Became a Monster Himself Look beyond the Book, See the Truth lying there, Gagged and Hooked, Silence screaming to Be Free The Draconian Revelation Will Save thee The same Cold Pressure has erupt inside The Beast dwells in your Pride Dipped in Argentine and Insanity, Captivated by the touch Never looking beyond the Sin, For the Scene remains Empty I'm Not your gracious Jesus Christ, Saving you from the blood-sodden Ice, But you Are The Beast Therion Majesty Can't control your own destiny The one who used to fight monsters, Became a Monster Himself In your mind When the world Falls, Parodiso will open her halls But not for you, Inferno Cries out for you Forever Malaoda will Be your destiny I'm Not your gracious Jesus Christ, Saving you from the blood-sodden Ice, But you Are The Beast Therion Majesty Can't control your own destiny The one who used to fight monsters, Became a Monster Himself


Details | Ballad | |

Tylwyth Teg Cader Idris

Tylwyth Teg Cader Idris Tylwyth Teg Cader Idris Tylwyth Teg Cader Idris Sleeping atop a Mountain Far from Greenwood village enthralling people of Folly Under calamity Thou Doesn’t notice Thou Do not take notice of Tylwyth Teg Cader Idris veiled as Travelers Believe they’re always here So pay Heed and forever be benevolently And Fortuna pursue thee provide them with Strife They will show Thee what adversity fills our world Light-Hearted-Ale Intoxicated trickery singing blissfully Awaiting Audience, Wait and see shown Thy Hospitality With Bread and Cheese O' Morgan ap Rhys Play the Harp so Enchantingly All Will dance Until death bestowed following the Revenging road Abuse the will Of The Unseen Tylwyth Teg Cader Idris Thy gift made thou so blithe With retribution Thou Couldn’t see how enchantment Curses Evil For In the Night All Will Disappear


Details | Free verse | |

33 Prayers

There's a time for loves to be won and lost… At least there was for us.
For 33 Chilean miners, lost below… life was simply stopped.
Alive and well, but buried deep…  2,200 feet below.
They had such a daunting, beautiful dream… to see the sky once more.
Being hot, little water, dark, only bites of food…17 days was asking a lot.
But life was true and held on strong, even when in the bowels of the earth you’re lost.
With each day the hopes began to fade, always bolstered by others to be strong.
Little did they know their prayers were there, were being answered in spades above.
Time went on as governments stopped, to send whomever they could to help.
The world looked on, every eye glued, as prayers they also imbued.
For once in their lives everyone together worked, for a common cause that’s true.
Building, digging, drilling, and planning… together as life below held on. 
No one knew the miners were truly alive, as the earth held them in a deathly grip.
But faith held everyone together, for 17 days, on this fateful trip.
Breaking thru a small hole to them in time was a monumental task indeed.
To do it bigger again, was asking God to plow the way and give them back again.
Drill bits broke, and no one slept, as dreams of home, the miners spun.
Several drillings were stopped by fate, as a single one held on.
Many things could have stopped those lives such as slides and after shocks.
Remember the mine was unstable, or it wouldn’t have fallen at all.
Everyone below was tired, hot, worn out, and sick by the time they reached their goal.
One small, flimsy, missile tied from above would have to drag them to the top.
Would it snag? Would the earth crumble? Could it take the buffeting there and back?
The tunnel was finally reinforced. The first people went below, as we held our breath.
One by one, for 24 hours they were brought up from beneath the earth.
Never in the time of man, has a feat been held to so tightly for 69 days and finally won.
Thank the Chilean government, it’s people, the world's and American help, for bringing them back.
Then like the miners did… get on your knees and thank the God above.
Yes… it was one unified, miraculous leap of faith, with God holding every ones hand.
It brought back faith in many things including God and yes, even your fellow man.


Details | Free verse | |

Judas The Fallen Angel

I'm not the devil
But I know who he is
He's your alter-ego
And your so oblivious
He's the angry reaction
He's the hate hidden inside
That masked as confidence
That's the devils own foolish pride
I admit it, I lied
For I know he's with me
When everyone disappears
And we debate how things should be
I feel sorry for him
I was also casted out
So I soothe his great evil
And he removes all my doubt
Not the worst thing I've done
We don't hurt no one
They still despise us
I feel like his son
Except there's that thing
Always keeps me true
Peace  and love lead to happiness
The rest is up to you
For we can just show you
The reflection you wear
As we climb back towards heaven
My mind already resides there

And the millions of dream chasers 
awaiting me there
trying to catch up
by acting like they care
yet somehow, I still truly do
my mind is much stronger now
in thanks to you
nobody hates me
when I love myself
their desire can;t touch my
sense of already there
catch up  to me 
if you think can
you might learn the power
when i show you the dance
it will be okay 
when the music takes you away
I'll be holding your hand
at the end of the day
my one truest friend 
always saw the end
before I ever
made a start towards it
the old me is over
and I'm more loved for it.


Details | Epic | |

Steamy Summer Night

Heat rose from the pool 
It was bathed only in the moonlight
At the end where the diving board sat was a lone float with ants on it
Now we all know that ants don't swim 
So why were the ants on the float
Maybe because the bugs were on the boat in the pool on this so cool
Are they starting to have night school on the water in the pool
How did they get out there in water at night was a mircle from above
Did the devil do this to smite the lord 
I come out to cool in the pool 
I so wanted to bath in the moonlight 
But what must I do with this school in my pool
Turn on my flood lights and give them a fright just maybe I can see if they
can swim or drown


Details | Shape | |

The Death Of The Shallow Hobbit

Small and grotesque was the young man,
Small by nature and small in heart.,
Love sought not to grace his soul/
Betwixt/ Without emotion he wasn't whole ?

He lacked sensitivity and a heart.,
For never he spared time for the good/
Spitting on life's values like black death !
Wished Hell on others and gave one last breathe /

Take me with you and be my saviour !

Hellish like eyes wishing dirty deals/
Slimmy hands planting evil seeds of death.,
Depth was his mind into rok and hole/
Letting Satan come in his body !

Before he knew him very well/
The hobbit went home to the doorstep of Hell !
Home at last at the Devil's house,
Proclaiming his love for sin and bad !

He valued to serve Satan and his fatal goons !
The hobbit will be back again sometime soon.,
His acts of sin aren't yet finished ?
This is in order to seal your doom !


Details | Epic | |

Dark River

Opulent drapes line the entry way. Jungles of dust envelope me as i enter the main hall. Before I can take note of further scenery I am greeted by a jester of sorts .Once without knowing twice without showing thrice I am glowing now knowing the growing shall cease. Further we head into the beyond and greater increases my appetite. Major fighting starts without warning while I'll wager that my being is further affirmed. Golden lights burn on me as I swirl around the middle of the battle field. Kings and Queens were made or broken on that day while I asure you I never thought I was going to live to tell the tale. My life was saved by avenging angels who swept into the ball room. Eerily I beconed for the demons as I was flown out the window and into the forrest beyond the manor. High in the clouds I realized too late the angels were the demons and the demons were angels. Alas they returned me to my kingdom of the underworld where I rule to this day with regret over the loss of battle. Woe to the victor go the spoils


Details | Free verse | |

Gentle as the moon

Who is this?
That calls me from my latent apathy.
Why is this good?
rescuing heart from lovers atrophy.

My desperate mewling 
reached further than a shout.
Stumbling toe scraping limp
took me further, packed more clout.

I was lied to.
Thinking that you're bottomless ration,
could be earned,
could be bought with acts of compassion.

I was indulging in hurt,
abiding in poetic romantic pain.
I was thrashing around
bellowing at nothing,
needing to blame.


Why is this love for me?
when I was wasting all my energy
on a treadmill run.
Who is this?
That holds me light;
gentle as the moon,
source of the sun.


Details | Free verse | |

Colliding

If you were wondering about me,  
My scars haven’t healed yet 
Your corrupted fingers penetrating me, 
Guiding me into a strange situation   

This place is fairly misleading! 
I’m turning crazed and disoriented 

Colliding…Colliding…Oh, colliding

If you were wondering about me, 
My scars haven’t healed yet 

This place is fairly misleading… I’m bewildered 
I have this bizarre feeling inside of me 
I feel as if I’m in space 

Colliding…				colliding…					colliding
					In this bizarre black hole


Details | Free verse | |

Another day

Another day, the sun rises
Life lived in bland monotony
I find at best I am complacent
existing on the borderline of contentment
 
It's rarely found to be of favor
but everyday you'll find me here
Waiting patiently for another chance
to leave my mark on so dull a world
 
Maybe today will be the day
that this bleak existence I suffer
Finally gives way to a new spark
and I find excitement has been born
 
I wish only to have a moment
A brief passing of time
Let me live my fifteen minutes
dancing quietly in the spotlight
 
Another day, the sun sets
I look out my window
With a sigh I find my bed
Another day passed,
Another day wasted.


Details | Epic | |

The BEAST

                         
Dawns light slithers in, and it scratches your soul

The days eviceration about to unfold

Your mind all a jumble, your flesh all a quake

And you wonder inside " How much more can I take"

Will you hide behind fortress of opiate walls

Do you muster your strength, do you answer the call

The Beast sallies forth, to gnaw on your bones

And you feel your heart flutter, arythmical tones  

The Dragon comes hard plunging straight to the quick

You lie there a quivver, your vessel so sick

Your hands fumble blindly for vitreous pill

Will it's weird grace you health, will it's ire turn and kill

You draw crystal daggar, plunge it deep to the hilt

Its potent elixer no drop to be spilt

The Beast flays you liver, you mouth silent sighs

And your throat, without will, cries the smallest of cries

"Oh my God share your mettle" your prayers rise above

And He comes down and kisses your wounds with his love

The Beast vents it's fury, apoplectic with rage

For you both know it's victim has just turned the page 

Still the Beast is not finished, your temple to wreck

And he slides up your back and crawls onto your neck

He pummels your skull, sodomizes your brain

His claws scourge your eyes and they bleed steely pain

His feet rake your gullet, your vomitus vent

You fall to your knees, all lifes oxygen spent

But your lance has struck true, and the toxin well laid

You know that this vile demon soon will be slayed

He howls out in anguish, and hides from your light

He slinks from your presence, flees from your might

You have spit in his eye, pissed and shat in his nest

Castrated the Golgoth, shrugged off his best

So you rise to your height, wipe the bile from your chin

And your lips they invoke the subtlest grin

For the Love of your God, companions and kin

Have made legion your forces, the beast can not win.

Your mind feels the grace that your faith doth supply

And you know to your core THIS MONSTER WILL DIE.

  Grace and hope to us all

      Walter

Hep C 30+ yrs, 2 wks post 24 wk tx, BMS 790052 eRVR



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circus

they paint my body,
and make me sing,
a smile i want,
from the man in the ring,

bend me this way,
throw me there,
with opened mouths,
they sit and stare,

i catch the eyes,
of one in the crowd,
of flowing laughter,
growing loud,

they see my chains,
my silent cries,
with each twirl in the air,
my spirit dies,

the lights go down,
i sit and wait,
as the one i love,
closes the gate

i wish for light,
where i used to fly,
before i was here,
where the clowns still cry


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Why Do You Weep

Why do you weep oh gentle One?
Why do you cry out when alone?
Even more, why are you silent when you go out?
Do your troubles embarrass you and run others away?

Would it make others uncomfortable to hear what you say?
Would your plight run those away who do not seem to care?
Do you truly feel alone this and every day?
Do you fear what more, next will come your way?

Know I am here… Though we will never meet.
Know my troubles are also great.
Know I too, cry only when alone.
Know I am just like you, my friend.

I know that others soothing words do not take away the pain.
I know that talk of God does not make the problems go away.
I know this dreadful journey never seems to stop.
But I know you are not alone and can still talk to God.

Hope does not pay the bills or bring back those we lost.
Hope does not cure all ills or bring the dawn.
But sometimes Hope and God, is all we have when others fail…
And me of course, for you were never alone.

After you have sat there and silently wept…
Go forth into this day, knowing that in this world….
There are always others like you and me.  
Hope and God are there somewhere, too. No one is truly alone…

Take heart when you are done weeping and know: 
You are not alone: for I am also here with you.
We all have afflictions and problems, usually several at a time.
My greatest affliction is epilepsy among others that abound.
Remember life is an epic to be over come and  still:
I am here for you.


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The Far Side Of Existance

The sun shadows spots
On the other side
Where the day breaks
Over no love in sight
Ill just cast off
My angels pride
Clip my wings
In spite

The ghastly voices echoing
For eternity they shall ring
From the lowest dimension
Ever known
They are crying out
About being alone

For goodness sake
The badness wins
Every once in a little while
Is it wrong for me to smile
Wingless, my mind still flys

An earthquake shakes
The epicenter
From fault lines
The doubt can enter
Growing feeding on
Your weakest link
A chasm erupts
Into a divide
With differences standing
On either side

Living dead,
Or just dead living
Not one thought
Is really worth giving
If no control is owned by you
Spiraling thoughts
The death of you

And the coldness freezes
The lovers pride
After this existence
They reunite
A rendezvous 
for one last kiss
The soul leaves the body
The same way it enters it
Like a baby born into
A plane of infinite mysteries


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Shut Out

October 19, 2012
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She refuses to speak, to answer me
Her silence thicker than molasses- I hate it
Until now I never truly felt so alone
That was- until she shut me out
The silence- I can no longer stand
Out of sight and out of mind
Upon this cruel night
I wish for you
to return to me my friend
Please....
This silence I can no longer stand


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doll face

weeping sorrows,
my heart is left to drown,
you all sit and stare,
as i fall down down down,

do you not care,
or can you not see
this life is unfair,
and has decided she will be the end of me,

i see you there,
laughing in delight,
but i lay here knowing,
this will be our last night,

air so clear,
moon so bright,
yet i can not see,
for there is no light,

curl up and die,
lie and wait,
am i excpected,
to accept this as my fate?

screams so cold,
shivers run deep,
hell's been given,
my soul to keep,

heaven can wait,
i'm not wanted there,
through it all,
i refuse to care,

flames dance in circles,
demons prowl,
im still falling,
through air so foul.



uh... there. 


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Sweet Embrace

October 01, 2012
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Listen to my words of sweet embrace
Embrace the light of saving grace
Grace I give to you, I lay down my life
Life of mine I'll give to you, I'll take the knife
Knife, thrown in unforgivable regret
Regret scraping my heart, words said never to forget
Forget the frozen truth of lies
Lies poisoning the beauty, everything dies
Dies...everything all just crumbles to dust
Dust blown away in the wind, following nothingness-lust
Lust cruel and deadly shading it's false glory in frosting
Frosting-sweet, but ultimately sickly chills the blood

forgive me what you can, what you will
Will to move on, but I am stuck in my spill
Spill my guts with nothing more to give-so you can see me bleed
Bleed your heart with me as I lie dying
Dying in an unchanging shame, sickly lying
lying, hiding, the actual pain
Pain no one really actually sees, their view obstructed by the rain
Rain will melt away the ashes of regret
Regret, but we'll all forget
Forget me, forget what I've become
Become what you were meant to be
Be free of my darkened shadow of ugly death
Death will follow where I go, I have always followed death
Death surprises not what has already died
Died I did long ago, when everything seemed to matter for naught
Not to give away in futile dreams of fantasy bought
Bought away I stumble into the pit of doom
Doom caresses the fate of arrogant ignorance
Ignorance flourishes in dead despair of faltered radiance
Radiance emanating from the asses of the lying bigots
Bigots riding freely, blinded by their own egos
Egos inflated to suffocate; egos, egos
Egos expanded until they crash
Crash against the waves against the rocks they bash
Bash the heads of the diseased rodents

Rodents running free
Take everything from me!
Free yourself from the chains of the devil
Leave me to feed his appetite of evil
And run from what you cannot see
Run away from me
And finally be free


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Spider's Web

So here I am again
in redundancy I'll say hello
living life behind this screen
dreaming of a world most obscene

I wait, eager for response
Clicking refresh once more
My world inside a spider's web
in this fantasy I'm still no celeb

I can hear the sound of keystrokes
breaking the silence of a lost voice
Speaking only in the form of text
This part of me the world rejects

I'm at wits end words falling loose
and landing upon so bright a screen
breaking away the ever growing darkness
as my existence fades into evanescence

I'll take only this brief moment here
and wish those of you I remember farewell
For as this night descends to black
It is time that my real life is taken back


 


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An Idea So Rich

Allowance
That is the true crime to my mind
Allowing entrance of this Idea
An Idea so intoxicating 
It Blinded Me
Clouded Judgement
Drove me through a Fog
That I should've never gone through
The Burning Light
It was the only appeal I could see through the Fog
The only thing that even enticed my interest
Was it Fantasy?
Most likely
Fantasy Enshrouded with Arrogance of my own Design
A Design So Flawed
So Young
It would have been the End of myself
Had I continued after it

Perhaps, allowing the boat to float on
Was the best I did for my well being
Staying Or Even Attempting to go Aboard
Would have proven Fatal
In possibly, the most dangerous of ways..


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Euphorianah'

The sapphire sun of what-were dreams
Setting in the forsaken east
My winters' desperation clung to your silent voice
Let death be a choice
Dusk revealed your truest nature
Before her argentine eyes
'Tis the darkest of tragedies, romances' maladies
Let your forgiveness be la Vie In this frozen air
The wings of my deepest despairs

Friend or foe?
The dagger close to my heart--
If your forgiveness is nigh
Let me know--or is this all a lie

Lilyheart Swain
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah

The winterwind tears carress me
With whispers, (of) Someone I Once knew
Calming the fears inside
But the pain remains
--hallcunary rains 

Dreams fading with the Enya in your eyes
With the darkness of your hands
The silverfears of the pale moon
Shine on you

Lilyheart swain 
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah

Your eyes search for mine
Oh how they shine, blue 
Sacrdice has a price
Heaven is calling us tonight

Cursed In shadowed illusions
Shall we dance?
Would there be a chance
Euphorinah 
Forgive me now
I will rip out every nail 
Of your coffin
I don't care if it's God it will offend

Lilyheart Swain
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah


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Serenade To The Wolf

When we are rendered alone
And don't know where we should go
We new to overcome
The forces who drag us under

Some will persist to stay
But the darkness only grows ever stronger
It's time to anew

Though it gets harder every day
I'll promise I'll always live for you
There's no need to state your pain
I already see it in your eyes
We can break from their lies
Come and see what you have
come and see what you have is me


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Bleakness

I'm reaching, I'm reaching There's nobody there I'm hurting so badly And nobody cares Why am I so worthless Strung out in the air Dangling by a rope For there is no hope Don't try and convince me That it is alright Nothing you can say Could make it alright The pain and the suffering Are too much to take In a hard and cold world Where everything's fake All I see is empty When beauty is dead I would rather be surrounded By nothing instead Don't try and force lies Inside of my head There is too much filth Already there Welcome to my bleakness You think it's a joke I would burn my everything Engulf it in smoke Without giving one thought That is my choice I guess I'll die a memory That never had a voice.


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Darkness: Part One

Based off a reoccurring dream/nightmare that I have semi-often
written: 08/18/2012
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Darkness A shaded mist all around me Laughter…menacing and taunting my heart races sweat falls down my face I know this place I know it all too well He is here… I can sense him I can feel him laughter laughter laughter… He’s here behind me in front of me he wants me he wants my mind he want to become me I can’t I can’t let him I can’t I can’t fight him Help…someone help me someone let me out wake me help please help me no one can help you no one can save you you are mine more laughter more taunting stop it! stop it! never, you’re mine! you belong to me always mine! you’ll never escape NO! I don’t want this Go away! I don’t want this … screaming screaming…from me I am screaming my mind my veins are on fire he’s doing this he’s trying to control me NO! NO! You can’t have me! Leave me alone! Never! Never! You are mine MINE! I will own you I will control you! Don’t fight it You can’t fight it You’ll lose No…no I can’t I can’t Just go away more laughter and more and more he mocks me he mocks my fear face appear around me haunting evil faces all laughing and screaming at me I can’t run I can’t hide STOP! I close my eyes but it is no use he’s in my mind already I still see the faces I hear the laughter I hear the screaming whispering now there’s whispering you are mine you are mine you are mine No…no…no I can’t I can’t GO AWAY tears…fall from my eyes he laughs more he’s gaining strength from my fear… he laughs more I can’t stand this I try to swat away the faces block out the noise but to no avail I am moving around lost inside my own mind tortured by my own mind I can’t I can’t I can’t get out where am I now? Who am I now? laughter more laughter screams more screams the faces change they become more menacing scarier…their screaming and laughing louder You belong to us you belong to us you belong to us you belong to us you belong to us over and over and over again repeating louder and louder until they’re shouting my heart is ready to burst I cannot breathe I cannot scream please leave me alone I cry more these blasted tears feeding them helping them to grow Go away! Just go away!


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UNCRUSHABLE

She sat on a template of steel forged by mortals
whose hands were stronger than that of ten trillion giants
fused together in ten fingers! 
her ambience suffocated all lungs like the sight of a hungry lion
Men of might, fame and prestige dared to devour her
but one by one, she turned their strengths to dust
and desperacy fled nakedly like a helpless widow
while uncertainty smiled like a hopeful beggar,
as fear soaked the minds that sat watching
and pessimism mopped the meninges of all

Alas! a second die is cast
deities took their turn to crush her
but it turned out otherwise
strong surprise gripped the breast of men like a quarrelsome woman
knitting her husband with mischief
I then sipped my honey- the earth's sweetest thing
but it had turned to gall!
O manly woman! should I pay tributes to you for your might
or because of the evil that you wreak?
Time indeed will tell


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Diedre II

Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode I cunnan sense her embrace that felans gelic Tragedy A Heart to hath, slipped beneoðan waw The dark pulse nou beckons us closer How many daegs will this passion bledan way We will beon the ans left to blame Bewarian we hath be-came their prey They say thou hast ben addicted to thy pain A life-leas cold barren soul left to die in the rain A whisper to close to the edge A ceallian fram the dark Bringan ut a saving sparke An exodus fram her pain Her life spent braeð in shame A Shadow ceallian brecans the silence Eom I the an to blame Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode Don thoust not know Deirdre naefre said wrong Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode “My decadence wesan just for thee Though thou never hast cared of what I hath been through Enter the world hwaer empathy is clandestine A world created by thee, just for me Hwaet is lecgan in my heart Is why thou wants to through the stan” I call thy name towards nightfall’s reign But they take thou so feorr way A dark engel so devin Cursed by Eden’s Heart I will avenge every tear An exodus fram her pain Her life spent braeð in shame A Shadow ceallian brecans the silence Eom I the an to blame Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode Don thoust not know Deirdre naefre said wrong Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode


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and we are gone

... And be one eye , one soul 
as the world recedes , gone ,
away far climbs. Vanished like a 
driven cloud.
		He is merely flesh and blood Reality ;
slaughterhouse stumbling through script
	typed in selfless pursuit.
Wanting only quickened wit & Pupil's Needs.

Mortal simian image, which we , the living 
only feel and bear and tremble and 
are gone. 
Upon my Darling's beaming eyes The summit 
of everest slurs into a bog or quagmire , deep 
and dank.
	So gazing with the boldness which prevails
love, and peace and gracious mirth.
	with a voice less loud though its 
joys and fears show wool in dissembled 
colours shine.
	
	As the passers by near us drew 
the Need to know from our stares, going further...
	" O Merciless Lady & Vulture Poet
when I am pinned and wriggling on the wall
I will turn my bewildered eyes out 
of soil and darkness , to run through 
every alternate scene 
Where I  used to play on the green
in goodly colours gloriously arrayed.

And a voice less loud brought me 
breathless to Aphrodite , throned in 
flowers beyond this pale picture ; 
be the dream. Roaing with laughter 
as a fallow deer is clear cut through 
the sun seen peering out the skull.
Alls 
vast lilliputin language cannot describe
an Echo of the Time, after the rainbow.
Then , as if some strange mystery aware
that you should remember & be sad.
Now memory feels itself grow weak , I can 
not endure,
	I am merely flesh and blood "
"it will be found once more , I say to
thee with furtive flagons , white and red.
Now get back retreat, depart."
	She of the tribunal did command
great at sea, and the Heaven. From some 
touch of pity which may still restrain 
she let him pass.

A leaf fallling softly at my feet,
but I saw it was not as thought , 
only inked. Falling in Heaven's crescendo.
Climax always brushing distance out 
of reach.
As to long panoramas of Visions, of 
my faith , I'd give whole to see the architect
of my dreams once more. I am 
waiting here for thee, flesh and blood , merely.

	Ne'er to be found again. I am 
like a flag unfurled in space. Oh ! Lost 
to Her and all thy race to wit
 faces of scorn , stuttering ends 
this morn ; O Weak Heart. I long 
to rise. Never being a Poet of God's making ,
laughter to thy lips, wandering to sigh 
among mortal men dust ; shall return to 
dust. As the storm cries everynight 
and those that know me confirm that it is thus.
Easing a new epilogue , tremble 
and we are gone...


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The Last Hurrah

Just thought I'd send U 1 last rhyme 1 last time 1 last notice of how you're so dam fine and all ways on my mind 1 last time 1 more petition wish n u were mine and hoping you would change your mind 1 last time even though you know I know you already told me no long ago but it wouldn’t hurt 2 try 1 last time just thought I'd let u know 1 more time <> and 4 what its worth if the world was mine 4 the likes of U id leave it all behind Yet I don’t like this ending status still pending I’ll finish this write on a another night at a later time… PS. TBC Hopefully …
unedited version


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Silent Wars

My screams are void
Interrupted by blurred groans
Drums beating,
Echoing in the dead of night,
Unavoidable
Silent wars has begun 
Quarrels set off,
Throwing away love

Who wins? Who has gone missing?
No one knows in silent wars


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Turn away

v1-
every time you  turn away my heart it crumbles like a cake its unlike anything
loving you it hurts so damn bad it makes me feel so ****ing sad ,so ****ing sad
why cant you just be here with me it hurts me  just to even see ,to even see
you with another man thats not me cause id like to be the one you see ,the one you see
chorus-
cuz its a battle of the best a never ending ****ing test
and i cant give you up on you
this love is so ****ing crazy its makin me so ****ing hazey
but i wont give up on you 
v2-
and still you say you love me to but how can it be ****ing true
when all you want is everything and all I want is you
your smile stays within my heart when ever we're apart ,when ever we're apart
now at last i’ve found you come so fast arms around you now I’ve found a love to last
chorus-
but its a battle of the best a never ending ****ing test
and i cant give you up on you
this love is so ****ing crazy its makin me so ****ing hazey
but i wont give up on you 


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The Four Horsemen

The Four Horses went riding

as I trotted 'round in shame

Two worlds were colliding

and I felt the flame

 

 

So here I am in hiding

for I am to blame

Now, Four Horses are dividing

and calling out my name


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Where's The Blame Contest Entry

Forgive me, please hear my call and answer, 
Tell me that you'll forgive me, for all the wrong I've done. 
I've punished myself everyday though it never seems enough, 
Scars across my flesh, haunting memories in my eyes. 
I wish I could hold you, gently, warmly, tightly, 
Pour into you my deepest grief, my sorrows, and never let you go. 
Im left a crumbled being on my knees, wishing you could hear my cries, 
Listen to my appologies and accept that I would be the one to rather die. 
Can't you feel it, my heart is breaking, shattered by what I've done, 
I'm sick and my body aching, knots in my stomach and Im hyperventalating. 
Please come and answer me, find a way to hear my words, so loudly screamed, 
You loved me once more than I deserved, love me enough now to absolve my hurt. 
Please forgive me Darling, I didn't mean to beg, 
There is nothing left of me but a shadow on the edge of the bed.


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Not Knowing

I don’t know what to do...
I don’t know what to do.
I’ve done all I can do,
and I still cannot get over you.

I have reached out for you
and fallen....
I have been crying for your help---
and you’re not there to listen.

“Letting go” is not a fear 
of losing what I never had...
and the thought of you has 
only ever made me sad.

There’s no completion in this life
without you...
But there won't be peace in my life
even with you 
And I just don’t know what else to say
but that I don’t know what to do.

If I fell in love again
I doubt I could escape you.
Whether I mean to or not
I can't stop praying for you...
And other that that,
I simply don’t know what to do---
The bigger you wish,
the harder they come crashing down on you.

It’s the “know knowing” that gets me...
Fear of forfeiting my only chance
to be truly happy

We can’t always get what we want....
but if we don’t get what we NEED---
we die.

And it’s not knowing 
that is killing me;
Not knowing
if you’ll never set me free.


sorrylittlesharky.com


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Darkness: Part Two

You cannot fight it You cannot fight it NO! go away go away Leave me just leave me alone! Never…never you are ours you belong to us…to ME you are mine always mine NO…no I can’t…I can’t just kill me just kill me end me end me no Then leave me alone! no WHAT DO YOU WANT! YOUR FEAR! more laughter more laughter I scream they laugh laughing…laughing…laughing I fall to my knees defeated I let him take me his dark matter frame enveloping me consuming me becoming me glowing red eyes sharp white teeth he is me I am him… NO! NO! LEAVE ME! GET AWAY! GET OUT! YOU CAN’T HAVE ME! FIRE UPON YOU! I WILL HAVE YOU YOU ARE MINE! I WILL DESTROY YOU! I WILL OWN YOU I WILL CONTROL YOUR MIND NO! NO! I WON’T LET YOU! YOU CAN’T YOU CAN’T I CAN I WILL NO! I run I run I continue running and running but he still finds me always finds me YOU CANNOT RUN YOU CANNOT HIDE NO! GO AWAY! YOU CANNOT GET AWAY FROM ME I AM YOUR MIND I WILL ALWAYS BE YOUR MIND NO! I scream and I run the darkness all around me never leaving never leaving it’s like I’m not moving but I know I am aren’t I? Am I moving? I’m lost in the unknown the shallow mazes the darkened graves in my mind this was all accessed from my mind All the voices all the faces all the noise all the laughter my own mind Night Night Sleep tight the eyes close and the darkness arrives bringing me to this land of misery where he taunts and tortures me with the fears of my own self with himself with myself fear of my own mind fear of the lost control Laughter more laughter Is he real is he fake who is he what is he why won’t he leave why won’t he go haunt someone else You are my choice Only you only you only you you You You YOU Why Why me why me Go away Only you Only you Go away Go away Only You Go away leave me alone No only you GO AWAY! GO AWAY! I plug my ears I close my eyes YOU ARE NOT REAL YOU ARE NOT REAL YOU DON’T EXSIT THIS IS JUST A DREAM JUST A DREAM NOT REAL NOT REAL I AM REAL I AM REAL I’LL NEVER LEAVE NEVER LEAVE NEVER NEVER NEVER STOP IT! STOP IT! GO AWAY! GO AWAY! NEVER


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Someday

“Someday”
Why is “someday” such a sad word?
When one like “never” is so much worse?
Why....why “someday”?

“Someday!”
Why is “someday” such a sad, sad word?
Perhaps the saddest one I’ve ever heard...
Why “someday”?

Everybody
has somebody
Except me, it seems
but that's not why I want to leave

So out of it
feel “out of it”
Never was in
can't find the way 

"Life’s one big bluff
Keep a straight face
Don’t let ‘em see your cards."

Yeah, life’s one big God-forsaken bluff
and I’m about to jump off

Someday, I thought you’d find me
Someday, I thought you’d love me
But someday ....
...someday......
someday NEVER CAME

“Someday,” they say, “You’ll find somebody.”
“Someday, you will be happy.”
“Someday, life will mean something.”
But someday I'll be SICK of waiting

Someday, you’ll see why it can’t be
Someday we’ll ALL be sorry
One day
sweet day
I’ll find my way 
out of this body.

http://vimeo.com/26557410


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War Poems. What are they good for? Absolutely Nothing!

You can write another poem
Which shakes its head at wasted lives,
And everyone who reads it will
Wonder how war still survives,

"Your skills outline this futility,
These words will answer through the ages,"
Empty words and compliments,
Whilst outside still the battle rages.


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Safe and Sound

Im tired, Im done
Dont treat me like Im one.
Im sick, Im through
Dont tell me what to do.

You think you know
but really you dont.
What's it like to be all alone?
Thats right you wouldn't know.

I've shed the tears and felt the pain,
because you made him go away.
I loved him more than you comprehend,
Why can't you just understand?

I'll go away and wont come back,
in that place I wont be sad. 
I'll be in his arms where I'm ok,
I'll love him true, Forever & Always.


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slumber

Walking down the dock on a sunny sunny day,
The ground begins to tremble,
The boards begin to shake.
Side to side the waters start to sway.
The houses started crumbling-
I'll go the other way.
Confused in dismay,
What brought on this day.
Then to hear steps running,
right down my lane.
Fear upload,I gotta go,
I'm running to the boat.
The boat takes off, relief sets in,
Then I think again.
I look around, my heart then pounds.
The demons chasing me,
were no longer on the ground.
I hit the deck & hold my breath,
But do not fear of death.
They see my face, its time to go.
I'll cut threw the evening show.
Somethings wrong,I do not know,
We start to over flow.
I grab a raft & say good=bye
I'm off this f*****g boat.
Arrive ashore,can't take no more.
Be sure to leave no trace.
Their right on my tail,they followed me there.
This game no longer a race.
Cut threw the yard,
Slow down my pace,
Look for some where safe.
Then to notice, I am all alone, nobody's here in this place.
The yellow house,the smell of paste,
I'll never forget this place.
The spooky sense I feel from here.
I hear them @ the gates.
I run out back, into the street,
then what I come to see.
A mansion on top a hill, as far as I can see.
I take off quick,& don't look back.
For this shyt, I ain't beat.
I reach the gates & continue to wait.
Hoping salvation for me.
--I turned to look and see,my demons in my dreams,are still chasing me,I cannot feel 
my feet.
I get so scared I close my eyes & open again to see.
I'm home in my bed,safe as any could be.
That was a crazy f***in dream.


Details | Free verse | |

Frisky Dandy Lion

Let the air fill your vocal sounds
Be enlightened by a gospel, energized choir
You are the main event
Brazening with glamorous features 
How lucky could you be? 

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

Though your bones are fit enough to fight...
There's a possibility you could be a bending stem

I don't mean to hunt down your gracefulness and your brazening pride 

Don't turn against me...refrain from being inappropriate in your tensing growl 
Thrilled by denied consequences 

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

Pluck the dandelions and weeds in the Garden of Eden
So you can seek growth and maturity
Meandering around, trying to find the faceless truth
I could sense your controlled hunger

Snatching me in alarm
Meaning no harm...you are a cooperative, cheerful charm
Don't give away this edification...
Except it and don't lose it at all
Burn down 
The resistible temptations
Slightly crawling their way 
Out of drilling fears

I don't mean to hunt down your gracefulness and your brazening pride 

I don't want to be sprawled in your clashing, fist-shaped paws
Snatching me with a hook and I'm the victim who is lifeless-- the fish

Could you recall your dandelion, carrion life dragging you to deeper trouble 
Don't hide yourself in desperation, you dandy, enlightening lion
Strengthening your courteous and courageous thrills
Filled with pride and contentment 

Don't lack humbleness, I see your avarice, heartless auras 
Be the thriving, main event 
Create a courageous scene just for curiosity

Keep yourself stable 
Reflect your will on a clear, glass table
Meander your troublesome ways
Be a cooperative soul to your endeavors
Full of heartening compliments

Bring this ticket to heaven's heights 
Uplifting to your scorching, motionless fate
Running off like a withering dandelion without pedals
Still staying cooperative with the rhythm of the wind 
You are still considered 
My dandy lion sent from heaven's heights

Pluck the dandelions and weeds in the Garden of Eden
So you can seek growth and maturity

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

I hope you could reach your paws to heaven's heights
Where safety is freely given
To a hungry, pleasurable kitten


Details | Haiku | |

Disdainful Haiku

Raped by Confusion
No one has a clue about
My lame, weird haiku  

Disdain is like rain,
Dripping continuely...yet
I ponder...wander

I think about you
And how treated me so
You're as sweet as pie

Something is missing
Oh! Something drives me insane...
Disdainful haiku

Why are unclear?
You're like a Positive Sheep
But, in wolve's clothing

Something smells fishy
Is it your odor or what?
Your attitude stinks

I think about you 
You've treated me badly...how
Dare you...oh you jerk!!

Drain away your tears
Don't bottle it up inside
Angst pierces my soul

Disdainful haiku -
Why are you so cruel to me?
Never stop trying (poets)!!! 


Details | Free verse | |

In A State of Amnesia Falling Into Fantasia

Your love, like amnesia it made me forget all the dark forces against me they tortured me relentless then you put me into amnesia from the problems, hope came in the foresight of your prowess and the light emanating from your face what seems calm on the surface is often roaring within screaming, hair crazy like I'm the demon's descendant only strong feelings can push out the weak and those skeletons surface, hurt us and repeat so no ones around and I learn to hate me and no Love to be found because it gave me a profound amnesia. waking prematurely every other time I sleep seeking sanctuary why cant I be at peace? fill up a void come into my world exposed to be touched pay no mind I'm at home when the pain seems too much shut it off like a light now i'm all into peace a presence around me a love like amnesia I'm falling into fantasia calm as can be worries drift away forget how hurt I am for one meaningful day no I'm not the devil but I know who he is he once came to visit and make my soul his as a dark ball inside me consumes me at times i keep inching forward toward the many facets of mind knowing not showing much at all down in the sunrise revived by the fall a natural course of a star entering destruction like lotus flowers in bloom under a fog covered moon in the cold autumn wind healing old scars within practice the old magik into a new growing skill will it be enough the day which stands still worth fighting for.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Crucible

I can only begin,
To express what its like,
To have gone through such things,
As the crucible hike,
54 hours of torturing pain,
Which only got worse,
When it started to rain,
6 hours of sleep,
Issued 3 MRE'S,
5 recruits dropped,
Overcome by the heat,
After 2 days of hiking,
We were issued our masks,
Taken into a chamber,
Were we get CS gassed,
With the rest of our strength,
We head for the reaper,
Into the mountains,
We hike deeper and deeper,
80 pounds on our backs,
M16 to our side,
Ascending the mountain,
Screaming painfully inside,
The Reapers a monster,
It can swallow you up,
A truck had to follow,
To pick recruits up,
though it felt like forever,
We had finally arrived,
Beyond exhausted,
and sleep deprived,
Then the DI's scream out,
lets pack up our trash,
its time to head out,
So get off of your ass,
The hike back was torture,
But as we got back,
we ate a meal fit for warriors,
then marched straight to our racks,
Some thought they'd been dreaming,
Some wild cartoon,
But we had really overcome it,
As a team, a platoon!
Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson


Details | Free verse | |

The Warped-up Road

The hues of affliction caught my glimpse 
Maddening horror scratching my doorstep 
Clashing with severe torture,
Scorching away my destiny...my confidence 

Hallucinations take hold 
Risk shoved in a deserted briefcase 
Pluck the rose pedals that reveal your wasteful woe

Now your woe is crystal clear in your outspoken instructions you very much lack 

Magnify the dazzling sensation, 
Drugging my suicidal life and its troubles 

Sparkling risk managing to parachute a confident endeavor from each angle 
Crawling on poverty road...managing to  warp-up easing moments 

Unsteady in your rambling presence 
You are an incredible luck to my immortal life 
Too unbearable to strike down...hunted on the spot 

Magnify the dazzling sensation, 
Drugging my suicidal life and its troubles 

Trails of avarice, wonder my mind far from thee 
I'd diminish all the doubts...clumps of shapeless clay 
Save the case and listen to what I have to say

Keep me away from worrying mad 
Digest the emptiness I feel deep inside 
Leaving a trail of blasted fears 

A mixture of fondness and softness 
Plants on your brushed, blemished whisper,
The atmosphere fairly uneasy to take hold of 

You borrowed from me and stole from my mummified heart
All I seek now is gloom and doom

Resume with your lightening life
Isolate yourself from hardened fear 
Death stares grow unsteady in your figure 
It was as if they never existed in your warm, swirling heart 

I plead you'll never set foot on this road again
I'll some day figure out the unpredictable code 

Be courteous, though your abilities are weak
Lay in dark affliction,
You warped-up poverty road

Walk in secure recovery
After I determine this code
Hold on for dear life
Lay on my palm, if it would help

Walk in secure recovery


Details | Free verse | |

lost, found, and liberated

i use to lie awake at night 
and ponder of this pointless life 
up for hours and not make a sound 
i once was lost but now i am found
my sea of confusion, like moses did part
the instant i let jesus inside of my heart...
but than i let out a gigantic huge fart 
and realized it was just indigestion 
than like a sensible person, i began to question 
and out of those questions, came rational thought 
and all of the things in school i was taught 
like critical thinking and following facts 
so i came to the conclusion: religions a quack 
now i live happily, in awe of earth's mysterious beauty 
and if you don't like it, you can kiss my patooty


Details | Free verse | |

I don't want you to worry

October 17, 2012
------------------------

I cannot sleep, even though
I say I do...
I lie-
I am not okay
Even though,
I tell you I am
I lie-
See...I don't want you to worry
Because I cannot be helped
This demon has already consumed me
I cannot breathe at night
I cannot sleep
I'm going out of my mind
But still, to you
I lie-
I'm sorry
I just don't want you to worry
I am too far lost
Too far gone...
I cannot be saved


Details | Imagism | |

Omlet - or - The Taming of the Screwball

         "OMLET"
            or
      "The Taming Of A Screwball"
      cast of characters:
      Julius Caesar
      A Roman Teenaged Kid
      A Roman Guard
      Brutus
      A bunch of Caesars Girlfriends
      A bunch of Roman Senators
   
   Julius picked up the violin and looked at the
kid. ""Et playdimus youdimus?"" he asked.
   "Nonimus!" replied the kid. "Cousinimus Nero
playsimus."
   "Ahhhh," sighed Julius. "Prodigimus bratimus."
   Suddenly a guard ran in, waving his sword and
shouting, "Mightymus Ceasermus! Brutumus et comingus!"
   Just then Brutus comes in, followed by a bunch
of drunk senators. All of Caesars girl friends
run offstage screaming in terror.
   "Ahhhh--Friendimus Brutumus..."" Julius said,
putting his arm around Brutus' shoulder.
   Brutus took out a dagger and promptly
thrusted it up Caesars bellybutton.
   "Ahhhhhhh--Brutumus!"" Caesar repeated.
"Youdimus screwdimus meedimus."
                     curtain
                      (applause)
© Ron Wilson


Details | ABC | |

if you only knew

when you lose sight of what really counts
its easy to focus on only whats shallow
am i too fat is my nose too big
do i walk or talk weird whats wrong with me
when we forget the depth that is here in this world
and focus on things that are just absurd
so maybe im not a supermodel and my bums a tad on the thick side
and maybe im no a genius thats getting a scholorship on my side
but does that mean im nothing that i dont count
this world is getting sickening count me OUT
im ashamed of myself for even thinking like this
and obsessing to tears over shallow petty shit
i am praying that god hears my pleas for help
because i cant conquer this all by myself
i used to not care didnt care at all
but like any other i rise and fall
i am of the opinion that your body is a shell
and youll leave it behind when you go to heaven or hell
it will rot in the ground and count for nothing
and when i meet my maker he wont care how big my bum is
some women ONLY care about their looks and they dont get it
they dont see the big picture 
and i fear theyll regret it 
and other women dont care even at all 
about their looks because their depth is so massive and raw
but then theres me in the middle with so much depth and spirituality
why do i waste time wondering what are all the things wrong with me
im sick of crying over it ive done it for too long
im sick of getting angry when i cant crawl out of my bod
its a thought that i had reguarding a cacoon
like how catapielers go into them and out comes a butterfly zoom
if i could just crawl out my mouth my soul free for just a moment
and be allowed to have a different shell to live and own it
i wonder what its like to feel just for a second
not arrogance but a sweet compliment from someone who MEANT IT
my desperate pleas go out to you and anyone else who will listen
i hate my body im sick of my face and my voice is just ridiculous
so lets just drop it in the ocean let it sail away
cuz me im going to better places where i dont have to cry all day
where i know that my body is just a little shell a vehicle if you will
its our car or truck or limo or bus to use while we use our free will
and ive always said when you go you don't take your money your lambergini
or your watch expensive jewlery its all staying beind
and you should think about what YOUR world is while im trying desperatley to fix mine


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Victory

 I laughed out loud the other day,
When in my head, I heard a voice,
 My right brain carried out its threat,
And I shot my left brain dead.


Details | Lyric | |

I beg to differ

You imply the cruel
Based on an outcome
You fear to admit to.
Disclosing only your version 
Of truth vs. fact. 
Lies for damage limitation
Lead to fabricated trust.
Your theory of friendship’s
Compassion and kindness
Now reads like a satire.
The thoughtless consequences
Of your fairytales.
So you assume too much
And I beg to differ.


Details | Lyric | |

Euphorianah

The sapphire-dust sun of what-were dreams
Swallow the scene, setting In the forsaken east
All I see, all I know fades into the reaper's monotone grey 
Death come near me, by my only choice 
My wintry desperation subdued, clings to they silent voice
The dusk reveals my truest nature before her blank argentine eyes
Life; the darkest of all tragedies, Romances' malady
Let me feel your breath in this frozen air
Your pulse shorter than ever
Despair's void grows inside me
Without, you I will live no longer

Forever with me you will stay
The darkness caressing means as I lay by thy grave 
Hatred no longer exits
Come back to me
Euphorianah

My Angel, why did you fly so far away
My Angel, let just one feather stay
My Angel has flown away

The winterwinds' tears fall on me
With whispers of you, someone I once knew
No matter in a dream or reality
Sweet tranquillity, stay with me
Calming the fears within
But the pain remains

The silvemoon's fears shine on you
Thine eyes search for mine
Oh how they shine, so deathly blue
If sacrifice needs a price
The dagger shows-
Heaven is calling us tonight

Forever with me you will stay
The darkness caressing means as I lay by thy grave 
Hatred no longer exits
Come back to me
Euphorianah

My Angel, why did you fly so far away
My Angel, let just one feather stay
My Angel has flown away

Covered in shadowy illusions 
Shall we dance?
Death will be lie dominion
You are my only queen
Euphorianah

Forever with me you will stay
The darkness caressing means as I lay by thy grave 
Hatred no longer exits
Come back to me
Euphorianah

My Angel, why did you fly so far away
My Angel, let just one feather stay
My Angel has flown away

Just let me die
If I cannot see
Euphorianah 
This night 


Details | Free verse | |

Sleepless Scars

September 29, 2012
---------------------
Trickling down slowly,
Over the ridges of old scars,
The fresh blood descends
Replacing the unshed tears
The newly opened wounds breath in pain
Dark circles, bags, outline the hollow empty eyes
They stare back in utter self hatred and sickening shame
The sleep deprived mind spins in circles
Dangerous whispers heard all around
Blood drips to the floor
The worthless nobody
Lies, cradling her sleepless scars
The red crystals smearing across her face
No one will know her feeling of emptiness
No one will ever see her sleeping scars
Hidden from the world they continue to weep
Begging, SCREAMING, for help
But they are muffled, silenced and unheard
They rot, lonely and cold on their own
She pastes a fake smile on her face
Covers the hollow black around her dead eyes
And walks into the blinding sunlight
Cradling,
Her sleepless scars...


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

SILVER TIPS FOR MY LOVE Monsieur L'Vampyre

      SILVER TIPS FOR MY LOVE--Monsieur L'Vampyre
The death of me lay waiting in the dark
down candle lighted steps, before mine eyes
as my love held the blade, to leave the mark
upon my neck before I'd realize

yes I knew she was there, and filled with hate
a murderess if I'd do as she thought
but I had other plans, to change her fate,
and lay her deep with all the pain she'd wrought;

my derringer was cocked and firm in hand
and chambered were both silver tips for her
whilst I had in my mind, and had it planned
in self defense I'd fire, be as it were.
     
     just as her wolf man died the night before
     from mine own hand behind her bedroom door!
      (less of orgasm he was humping for.)

And how she cried as he drew his last breath
I nearly had compassion for her spell,
forgetting how they'd made my life a death
and that his soul was borned straight out from hell

but grabbed she then my pearly handled knife
my very favorite blade of cutlery
I used in gutting pigs, or end the life
of anyone who'd do a wrong to me;

So down theses cellar steps she's led the chase
welll knowing I would have to end her days,
lest she could beat my play, and save her face
and then convince the gendarmes of my ways!

     I heard her breathing Paris, her sweet sound,
     but couldn't place the point where she'd be found
      for silver tips to put her in the ground.

The creaking of each wooden step gave sway
as I tried to step lightly down the stair
until the last was stone, and had no play
she held her breath, and silence filled the air!

The shadows from the candle's dancing flame
there on the wall made nothing for a clue
so stepped I through the dim, to stalk my game
and then I felt the swish my blade can do!

She missed her mark, but cut my sweated skin
enough to give more credence to my tale
and fired I silver tips, through satin thin
and to her heart--you should have heard her wail!

     She died as she had lived, a fool for me--
      and looked too sweet for gentlemen to see,
     And so I beat her one more time for free!


Details | Light Poetry | |

When Cancer Strikes And Takes Hold



 When it sinks in, you feel
 surely this is not happening
 to me, it cannot be real.

 The feelings you try to  hide 
  and conceal until you learn 
  to cope and deal with them.
                                                                                                         
The anguish and deep pain
 from within yourself is causing
you grief, wishing and
searching for some hope
and a relief.

Tears flow wishing it would
make it all go away
and return to good health
again although fear and
pain are the feelings that
Saddly remain.

It crushes your soul fearing
the worst and causing
you great stress and worry
along  with  the heartache and
the damage it causes 
to your emotional health.


This is surely the worst feeling
in the world that anyone could
feel knowing that your life
could fade away, nobody 
knowing the right words they
could say to help take your
pain and sorrow away
and ease your restless
and aching mind.

A True Companion you can 
find to express your feelings
to someone who knows you best
and who is caring,loving
and most truly kind with a
sympathetic ear to give
some comfort to wipe away
your anxious fears.

Unload your burdens you bare
with a trusted friend to care and who will
loyally support you
and  always be there for when there is distress
and help heal your painful
emotions to give you
comfort, hope and rest
to your troubled heart  to
 mend the pieces
as your feelings it releases.
A True friend is  to be Cherished 
right to the end.



Details | Epic | |

Under Pressure

Hold your breath
Take a drift into the sobbing clouds 
Keep them away from drowning death
They remained under pressure for years 

The clouds can't help it
They must release the pain and pressure

So they drown themselves in sorrow 
Sending dramatic rain from bitter clouds 
Leaving tomorrow 
In the muddied meadow 

The brook took its toll
Around the valley, below the drooping clouds 
Piercing the land like a fish crashing upon a hook

The clouds are relieved 
It won't miss a single moment of bonding foundation 
They believed 
That happiness was the key to a mere satisfaction 

*dedicated to Kalona*
Flow along 
Be relieved 
Don't remain under 
earth's pressure

Hold on to your jolly requests 
Remember this, keep this in mind: 

Build a reliable goal 
And kill the stress 
Push aside suicidal pressure 

Remember this as well: 

Go to school
And learn to 
cooperate with the world 

And get ready...be well dressed
For the biggest decision in your life


Details | Epic | |

All we do is fight

You  scream

I scream

I walk away

You stay away

You beg

You plead

I cry and wither

I lay in bed

and think- why does this keep happening

I soak my pillow

You appear

I shoo you away

You stomp and cause my heart to stop

You simply walk away

I cry some more

I fall asleep

I wake

I remember

I go to you

I climb in bed

I curl close

and kiss your lips

I never want to let go, or be let go of

All is well

All is good, till we fight again


Details | Imagism | |

DNA

DNA
(After I heard of her)
an
                                                          evolved
                                                  cell
                                                             is
breaking
                  the 
                                  chain
     being
                                                         hidden
                                         somewhere 
                                                                  inside
                                                                          my
                                                                               soul,
                                                               self
                                                       and
                                         vacant
                                                       thoughts.
                                                                        Am 
                                                                                  I 
                                                                    Even
                                                      Myself
                                           these
                                                                                 days 
                                                                ?
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


Details | Free verse | |

The Downfall

the desolation of humanity
forbid of their democracy
withheld of this,
their insanity,

not only could God understand
could he undertake the damned?
prosperous are the cursed
and destruction their provider.

the downfall is upon us
and with the end so near
could you withstand it?

upheld on your perch of lies
that you've devoured them with
this is the downfall, the downfall of us all
and you're falling far

down to the gallows of hell
broken scores of maledict humanity
suffocating under your possession
can they breathe?

no longer shall they grovel
a histerical begging at your feet.
they'll crawl from the depths of hell
and take back what's rightfully theirs.


Details | Free verse | |

Infinity

Possibly
I lost count
Because I did spend a great amount
Of time lying in bed, thinking of all you've said 
The only cure I have left is the emotions I've bled
In my life, I've been released...I once believed 
I flew away-- chainless and relieved
I lost count 
Infinity


Details | Free verse | |

God Is In Me

I come to the realization that I am merely man everything I have fought for was conquered by my own hand Each one of my poems were a time he wasn't there I keep looking to the heavens but all I see is air For now I see that God is in me existing vicariously through my mind sometimes it seems I lose him for it's me he's trying to find I once strived to be just like him there is no wrong in that I believed in myself enough to surpass him and put the whole world on my back Embedded in my memory the fact only I can hold me down for I have crawled into the darkness where my inner-self was found There I could see my failure it left a bitter sting I could see no evil for the Devil is not in me Now that I have achieved my Godhead there is no more setting sun only an army of watching angels weeping for lost souls by the thousand Every time I have been tested my fear is seldom seen if you are seeking God he is on the path far behind me.


Details | Rhyme | |

rain and rays

dripping rain,
tapping on the glass,
my eyes will follow,
the winding paths,

and in the end,
a whole new race,
of rolling drops,
at their new pace,

no control,
in where they go,
so rain can fall,
and i wait for snow...


Details | Imagism | |

the darkened one

you said you'd never leave me,
I should have known it was a lie.
you said I was the one you saw in your dreams,
but it was only to fund you,
you said I was your all and your only,
how could I have believed such a lie,
now I'm cold and alone,
sitting in the corner of this dark room,
my thoughts barren,
my emotions gone,
a silent creature staring at me from the rooms center,
"what are you?"
I smile,
"I am hate,
the emotion of forever rage
I am despise,
the feeling created from jelousy and annoyance,
I am anger
the emotion that fuels thousands,
and I am the end,
the one who never survived"
he laughed at this
"do you fear me?"
I closed my eyes for a second thinking
did I feel fear?
no,pity, pure and true pity was all I felt,
"no, I do not, in fact..."
I opened my eyes,
"all I feel is pit,
for your pain shall be eternal."
I closed my eyes and listened as silence enveloped the room
I reopened them slowly after listening for any movement,
all I could now see was a slumped figure in the corner of the room,
"as one chapter ends, a new must begin."


Details | Ballad | |

dark dreams

a shadowed room...
my permanent cell,
the hatred by others intense.
blades fly through the air,
tearing through my flesh,
my attempts to scream futile,
my mind going blank,
I look up,
my finally thoughts happy,
"the pain is finally over,
my death is now to come,
the anger of others gone,
the scars from fights painless,
the shadows of my past pointless,
as i pass away tonight."
slowly my heart decreases its pumps
my vision goes to black,
my body suddenly heavy,
then when i think I may finally have peace,
I wake into a world of hate.
the final fight wasn't lost,
for it has only just begun.


Details | Ballad | |

September 11th

Today’s the day
When it all went down.
The pain and sorrow,
And the worlds big frown.
It shouldn’t have happened,
All those innocent people,
Who had to be there,
Now have God as their keeper.
It wasn’t their time to go.
I feel horrible for their families.
I just want to ask you,
 To pray for them please.
The terrorists that did this
Will get what they deserve.
They’ll get Satan’s kiss!
They must be heartless
To even think of this!
There are people to thank
Like the firemen and cops,
And a lot of people gave blood.
Even if it was just drops.
When the towers got hit,
The world thought it was an accident.
No one would’ve guessed
That it was really terrorists.
So don’t forget this day.
Its part of our painful history.
It’ll be in the books.
But why it happened,
Will always be a mystery.


Details | Narrative | |

Walking to Redemption

Stuck in a place with negativity bound within it's Walls. I need to get out of here, before the phone rings with insanity's calls. I burst out of the door into the streets owned by the night. Shadows staring back dodging the lamps light. I begin to walk down the urban corridor of uncertainty. The workers of soul catchers carry out their shady activity. I find myself in the empire of danger invoking pure photo-phobia It's a small price to pay for escaping the mecca of claustrophobia. As I reach the climax of the spiraling vortex tunnel. I walk on tenterhooks as my problems funnel. Facing me at the end of this path, is a door laced with remorse around it's edges. The entrance to unknown stands out with a line of devoted pledges. Those waiting and queuing are the damned and the lost. As I drift towards them, I wonder how much my sin will cost. For I felt the weight of the pressure and stress, forcing me into the light of shame? For I was the puppet master, who poured onto me the petrol and drew the flame. My moment of selfishness was a cardinal sin to myself and others. lacking consideration, deprived of thought for my sisters and brothers. That self indulgent cowardliness, has lead me to this final act. A door beaten with the hands of the damned, regardless it's still intact. As the number descends down to it's final member. I stand there understanding my sin, bound to surrender. Reaching out I grasp the golden handle, and turn it to the right. As I push forward on the door and out bursts a green neon light. My chance of escape has come to a halt, it's time for me to face the jury's end. I stand by my plea of weakness and insanity, as into the court I descend. A skeleton of the peril court rises with a verdict and answer. The jury has decided I was overtaken by a vicious cancer. The disease wasn't voluntary but they agree my cure wasn't correct. My punishment is to fade into the man that never was, with immediate effect.


Details | Lyric | |

Apophis

You say you know no saviour,
You say you know no God. 
But find your scripts and rosary,
You'll need them when I'm done. 

Seven armies couldn't stop me.
Seven horsemen couldn't budge
All that I have inside me,
And that I've become. 

Never underestimate your enemies
I've got my scars for all to see
And I'm not done yet.
Never underestimate your enemies
Or what I'll do for victory.
Shield your eyes so you don't see
That I'm not done yet. 

Happiness; I've done all I can.
Loneliness, let go of my hand.
I've got my scars for all to see
And I'm not done yet. 

Drink your holy water and cleanse inside,
I'm waiting until midnight.
I won't stop until I hold your heart.
I won't stop until own your soul. 

This evil plays such a pretty song,
You know the words now sing along.
Oh the notes they sound so sweet
In this dark, dark, dark symphony. 

Happiness; I've done all I can.
Loneliness, let go of my hand.
I've got my scars for all to see
And I'm not done yet.

Never underestimate your enemies
I've got my scars for all to see
And I'm not done yet.
Never underestimate your enemies
Or what I'll do for victory.
Shield your eyes so you don't see
That I'm not done yet


Details | I do not know? | |

the dark gift

come now, drink the blood of the wilder-beast, 
join us on this midnight feast, you are now and forever
 a child of the darkness, drink of the beast, 
cure the need, feed, sacred tombs, and anicent wounds, 
journey through the souless abyss, immortality,
 the dark girt.


Details | Epic | |

Not The Only One

Why does everyone tuck their tails and hide..
Accepting all of the Corporate Lies?

We’re all eating Genetically Modified Foods,
Simply because it tastes so good.
Hormone-pricked animals; Tortured and Slain..
No Living Creature should endure such Pain.

The Fact is that We are so behind
In the True Consciousness of our Minds.
This Entire Life is one big Illusion;
Yet We are being taught of Lies and Delusion.
It’s now time to Think of All including Yourself,
Go beyond your wants and Desires; Humankind needs our Help.
Judge for yourself- I’m weird and depressed..
But I Understand Altrue Knowledge- Unlike the Rest.

-Emma Lea Mills
02/08/2012


Details | Rhyme | |

Complex Rhyming Scheme

When I hear a sentence, I hear a lyric
Trying to write these rhymes? Is drivin my crazy
My mind will seem so complex when you hear it
All the confusion tho, Is makin my mind hazy
Least im writin rhymes, You just bein lazy
All this hate, Is makin people show aggression
Everyday people gettin shot, Facin depression
That person? Still showin in the back of their mind
Can't move on, Can't leave them behind
One of the worst things we face is suicide
Committing self murder is how 5 of my friends died
All so loved, All so kind,
I dont understand how you could leave
Me in this unstable state of mind
All these people none can beheave
Only if we could get our world out this hateful bind


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A Town Called RotGut

The dosage of bourbon stung his throat.
As Zachary sit at the bar, he guarded his conversation and did not talk much.
     He knew he was not favored by most of the men.
     However, this did not disarray him as a woman’s man.
The saloon was breezy from the wind.
Zachary heard gunshots outside and knew this was an enemy aimed to win.
     Rancor brought his death before his eyes.
     One will leave dead and one would leave alive.
_______________________________________\
PENNED ON JULY 08, 2014!


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Blah blah blah ... (back to basics)

Who cares about the slanders of olden days?
If today I say I’m willing to die for all man’s sins
And I really, truly mean it
Would you call me the savior of humanity?
Would you call me the Blasphemous antichrist?
Or would you crucify me for believing too much?
I too am molded in His image you know
Those poor ignorant martyrs couldn’t see
I cannot see how much has changed
It’s still the blind leading the blind
I will proceed towards a hasty retreat
I will be the nerd branded in silence
In the circle of popular beliefs
I will be the gay guy of non compliance
With so called opinionated decrees
I might be banished into the dark
But uniquely, I’ll make stars
And proudly call them my own


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War Scars

War…
Pools of blood surround me
Comrades lay by my feet with every step I take
What is it that’s worth fighting for?

Supposed enemies…
Their filmy eyes unblinking lay open
The vision of the family they were to see still dances in their eyes
They had dreams too!

Their daughters…
Their sons…
Their wives…
Their parents…
Their duties lie within their eyes like an open book

This is pointless…
Their visions are my visions and I still see both
War is always in vain…


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The Unknown Poet n' the Lover with an Immortal Heart (Part 4)

You regret your foolish disclosure, as you confessed to be a cold hearted lover for she was 
lost of hope n’ sacrificed herself from this crest for her love for you consumed her totally, 
though her broken heart, in the care of the angels choir, now sings reforged in the fires of  
immortality…
You lived your life in the garments of a scar around your heart, covered in bark, thrombosed 
to the love of another, it now cries in virtue n’ chastity from the sentient tree that consumed 
your ashes n’ dust in the grave at the top of the crest by the sea…

I give to you Poet my blessing, so you can relinquish your guilt n’ pain of love’s abandoning 
from the bed of blame you made of your grave, for your quill is at peace till your 
homecoming into this world, my sweet poet come back to me…
For time was your crest from this day you have leapt, you are forgiven my love so rise, let 
go your purgatory n’ perhaps one day we will meet once again as your soul escapes the 
gravity of captivity, now owlish n’ wise let it fly to our destiny…

Though not a word is spoken in these moments of conjuration from a lover long gone in an 
age of castles n’ quests by the sea, it stormed all night n’ I remained by your grave side till 
sunrise n’ the flame in your eyes became the Immortal’s fire to reforge a tarnished heart, 
for your tortured soul now understands n’ through the flames your mind will follow…
Now I see the picture you have painted in the illusion of the rainbow n’ I sense the birth of 
humility n’ grace as the sun breaks through the storm clouds, for your poem of remorse 
finally rests n’ you my love are reborn with angel wings to ride mother earth’s breath…


Details | Free verse | |

Poignant Inferences Of Our Indifferences

Fear conquers and guides them like sheep in a trance with their weak-willed existence only leaving nothing to chance defy and define this reality to your making I was born into blessing behold your creation Worship the free thinking for they think like God's weaving such narrow path so the sheep don't stray off seems that religion, in my opinion started off as an experiment until it's control was so spiritual it became a universal experience the only path ever laid out was to follow or burn close your eyes into religion, or open them, to learn My evolution was a revelation I could not foresee gave my all to be all me thus, escaping such dull sanity don't let the fear drive you away to become one little lost sheep thinking they know everything yet, follow so blindly A million billion stars await to see if I shall fade if that day becomes my fate I won't care what comes to be for I am free from your influence as you try and pull me down don't you know I laid at the bottom and escaped the worst of it somehow Whats the use of a follower or a leader to guide control telling them what they need to hear to feel less fear than before careful now not to fall asleep for it could be your death walking in the demonic trance right over a rocky cliff as you say your fighting for pretend beliefs with no realization left for yoursellf as if you were not even existing except to follow the thought trails of someone else.


Details | Light Poetry | |

The evils of war

Was not every one a child?
Joy to their mother and father
And growing up as a kid
With wonder and laughter

Then they go to school 
Playing games having fun
And become a voice for others
When they don’t have one

Then some give hope to the people
Giving speeches from their tower
Then commits inhumane atrocities
When they get the taste of power

Today the worlds are full of hate
An evil that has no end
While many starves to death
For war money are spend

Men like Adolph Hitler, Robert Mugabe
George bush Jr, tony Blair, ayatollah Khomeini
Kim jong ll, idi amin, Benjamin Netanyahu
Just to name a few criminals of humanity

Pol pot murders millions in Cambodia
And the world close their eyes
The unspeakable crimes in Rwanda
Where over 500.000 people dies

I guess if the country had oil
They would have been alive today
But if you are poor nation
The United Nations looks the other way

Some kill in the name of religion
Some kills to steal your land
Some are kill by drones for just
Attending a wedding function

Hundreds of innocent are killed
By drones that they can’t see
But they are just collateral damage
But not those at Benghazi

North Korea says we have
weapons of destruction's right here
But they went to search in Iraq
Kill millions but find it nowhere

The evils of war will continue
Many more bad days still to past
More war criminals to be born
And be children playing on the grass

Many choose to cover their eyes
If it doesn't affect them, they don’t care
So while sit here writing this poem 
I can’t help it but shed a tear


Details | Free verse | |

Freyja

 
Surging through this lifeless Body of mine Mania, Euphoria, Freyja Never let me run dry I am lost by your Sigh But I cannot cry What Is this coming over me this everlasting energy Never cease this utmost surprise I graciously prithee Sorcery of Insomnia Caught in Mania Only for Freyja Her Golden one Is Burning out Deranged Am I? Faster, Only Faster Harder, Only Harder In Bizarre Light I hold myself to another Flame Torturous Fun of this Game Sorcery of Insomnia Caught in Mania Only for Freyja Her Golden one Is Burning out Deranged Am I? Sensuality to it's new Peak Running again from the Fake obsolete Euphoric, Erotic All you want All you Desire Sorcery of Insomnia Caught in Mania Only for Freyja Her Golden one Is Burning out Deranged Am I?


Details | Rhyme | |

Thunder

Can you hear the thunder?
It pounds into my ears
It always makes me wonder
if I control my fears

It's hard to say I'm brave
as I see that flash of light
it's the terror I crave
the lightning is my fright

The rain pitters and patters
sounding a prelude to the flood
my heart beat it flatters 
as it boils in my blood

Can you hear the thunder?
it pounds into my ears
I no longer have to wonder
I cannot control my fears.


Details | I do not know? | |

Prey and Predator

Time reflects that which we have saught
We've wandered over for many a year
Never quite knowing what our search was for
The memories of an age gone past, guide my steps
As I too, wander
Staggering on into the abyss that is the on coming life
I know not where this jagged path will lead
I flee form the shaddows of the night walkers 
I flee into the hands of daybreak
Where I can see the juts in the road
The rocks that cut my feet
I can see the pain
And so I can avoid it
When the drapes close upon the sky I lose my way
Fall 
My eyes are blind, 
My ears can hear
The unfamiliar voices that rape my ears 
The sounds that claw at the walls of my mind
They whisper to me
I scream at them
I tear at them in the dark
They taunt me
I run on
Upon this jagged path
Butterflies' blood is strewn across my step
The blood of the lamb as well
At night when the sounds are in there
In my head
I become the wolf
The lamb as my prey
But hush now
Don't speak
The drapes again pull away
Dawn approaches
And I am again a butterfly
I am again the lamb
Time as kept me wandering, on and on
Forever more
Running form the wolves inside my mind 


Details | Haiku | |

Days and nights and the universe

Days and nights and the universe 
I
The musty monsoon 
insects with swelled bellies
soggy paper boats.
II
Curiosity 
a black feathered bird peeps in,
there is no return.
III
Close the eyes, its night.
A bat has taken a bite; 
the fruit rolls away. 
IV
The desolate rails.
Millions of butterflies, 
they reign the wild shrubs.
V
Crystallized water, 
this rock has witnessed years,
a fly has more eyes.

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


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Abandoned--part one

To watch you leave, watch you walk out Hurt so much and filled me with tremendous doubt That we were every truly friends It was as if you really didn’t care in the end This life, so full of secrets and lies I never understood any of it…and you walk away, back turned away from the silent cries My heart wrenches with unmendable grief Why did you ever come around! Why must I hold on to this false belief That you ever cared when you really did not Your lies and secrets, so full of raging hate, I tried to love you…I tried to show you a friend all for naught. I do not understand…and I never will because you will not allow me too I want to understand…I want to help you and be here for you But all you do is push me aside…push me away Bury me in silence, stab me with your misery…but still I wish you to stay But you do not, you still leave, still walk out that door And I fall…hard to the unforgiving cold, hard floor Weeping bitterly tears of repressed sorrow and pain This empty void growing, tearing me from the inside…but the smiles I still feign I still walk this crooked path that leads to nowhere Wondering if maybe…just maybe I will find you here Because you’ve stolen into my battered heart and made me care And now I cannot let you go…not ever…I wouldn’t dare Yet you still do not care about the hurt…the tears You still just walk away, continuing to spreading your fears And she goes with you You knew that she would and you allowed her to


Details | Rhyme | |

Abandoned--part two

You allowed her to abandon what has all become this shattered group Nothing but a repeating, battered loop Of anger and torment And she still follows you and would to the end of the earth without thought of me or him We are nothing in your twisted version of the world, everything you do based on a whim Except when it comes to her, she is your everything And you are her everything And we, me and him, are the nothings The nothings that inhabit the space and air around Worthless, more so than the ground That you stomp on; and hidden deep inside Where all the monsters and demons reside, And I DAMN you for dragging her down with you To the depths of nothing, where you run and hide, because it’s all you ever do And I DAMN you, because you take her from me And it shows just home much, I really mean nothing…to you or to her…but I’ll never be free I will never escape this bottomless hole of hopeless sorrow I have placed myself in, because I will always want you and her, today, yesterday, and tomorrow It will not matter I will not, and he will not We will never matter, we will only be forgot She follows you, and I watch, my heart ripping from my chest I cannot take anymore, this abandonment bringing me, to my final rest.


Details | Ballad | |

Deirdre III

Don't you know Deirdre's Gone? 
Don't you know Deridre's Gone?

I stepped into room 8-16 only to feel tragedy 
The gatekeeper says your addicted to your pain
A lifeless cold barren soul put In the closet with the shades
Will he ever let you out?

How many days will this passion bleed away
We will be the ones to blame
Beware we've became their prey

An exodus from pain
Her life spent breathing in shame
Am I the one to blame 
Don't you know Deirdre's Gone? 
Don't you know Deirdre never said wrong
Don't you know Deirdre's Gone? 

"my decadence was just for you 
Though you have never cared what I've been through
Enter a world where empathy is clandestine
A world created by thee, just for me
The destruction in my mind 
Is why you want to throw the stone
Today I go past the gate''

I call your name towards nightfall's reign
But the guards take you so far away
A dark angel so divine
Cursed by the ones of Eden's Heart
I will avenge every tear

An exodus from her pain
Her life spent breathing in shame
Am I the one to blame 
Don't you know Deirdre's Gone? 
Don't you know Deirdre never said wrong
Don't you know Deirdre's Gone? 



Details | Free verse | |

Too bare, to bare

Too long, to long for that which I once had.
Undoing the melody,
that played on my heart strings.
Skinning the weasel 
that would eat innocence.

Too empty, to empty myself here and now.
Body beaten,
mind unwound, 
heart underground.
Stealing joy:
the occupation of fallen one.

Too bare, to bare fragile soul in this state.
Naked
the day I awoke
to see that nothing is mine.
Skiving from love
that left me burning.

Too sorry, to sorry the pain into dark corners.
Lion and snake
take turns to occupy
my gaze and soul.
Leaving me mixed-up and confounded.


Details | I do not know? | |

The mighty never fall

Be he perched atop of Everest
Or on the Forrest floor
Screaming out in agony
The mighty never fall
Send forth you army to dissipate
The spirits beckon call
Call on your creator if you must
For the mighty never fall
Hold high your sword or spear or bow
Like many have before
Strike hard through all your enemies for
The mighty never fall
Dig deep strike swift don't blink an eye
Until no one left at all
Battle on soldier of fear
The mighty never fall
Show no mercy it's for the weak
Let out a mighty roar
Toast the fools who've fallen short
For the mighty never fall

James Thomas Mahauariki
Copyright © 2009


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Flametip Riders

flametip riders
 
last call brass doll
suitcase in hand 
howling at empty rafts
fire consumed deck
tickling rain flaked boot lace

frozen slices of polar existence
hanging from great western ship gallows
spinning blind eyes in the technicolor night dream 

invisible fury shamanic invocations 
floating in a dark lonely bottle
seven charkras forty oms
military mantras blazing drones

starboard we toss the captains hind quarters
aging skeleton maps drawn by green phantom winds
lobbing lucifer’s cold shoulder as we blind dive for answers
through frosted airs to the warbling wobble beat wharf

tattoed tugboat arms toss frayed 
white flowers and free passes to afterlife’s
comfort lounge


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In All Matters

in all matters, we all must stare into the mirror eventually but we doth not stare in vain for the glass is shattered and cracked we just stare at the martyred pieces our reflections are broken just as our selves have been broken by what we are perceived to be by everything that is not our own mind everything we see in a day; in the media, t.v., and magazines, we see images of false beauty, like looking into a mirror that shows what we want and desire but our desire will ne'er happen it's fantasy and a falsetto. In all matters, it's better to do something for yourself and have no public than to do something for the public and have no self.


Details | Ode | |

The Unknown Poet n' the Lover with an Immortal Heart (Part 1)

On a windswept hill crest by the sea there is a lonely ancient sentient tree that seems so 
figuratively familiar to me, I wonder why this can be n’ who my heart longs for when
I’m here n’ why love gives no guarantee…
Though I visit here frequently, today I was summoned, beckoned by the branches of this 
solitary tree swaying in the breeze, to this charming yet purgatorial space...

I knelt down upon this strange magical place n' was carried away as my fingers traced an 
owl’s feather to my face n’ wondered why I loved n’ despised this fateful place…
My body shivered, internally tingling n’ with grace, some kind of enlightened knowing I could 
not erase n' like the sentient tree that cradles you within, I sensed your ethereal embrace…

Silence ends where you begin, I heard the likes of Aeolian sing “Oh my Immortal”  n’ your 
poetic voice disturbed the chaos in the winds of my mind n’ there within returned the 
memory of your handsome androgynous face…
I said… “Come let my hands play upon your skin” n with my thoughts gathering to replay a 
scene across time of broken hearts n’ love’s abandoning reflected in the fire of your eyes n’ 
a touch of a feather upon my face…

I’ll never know your name or how many tears were cried in the oceanic depths of your 
pleasure n’ pain, though the salt I can taste in the tempest of this darkening day as the wind 
heralds your scent n’ presence unto me…
I’ll never know all who walked hand in hand here before me or where each discarded shell 
has been as the seasons flew away, yet I now know why a thousand Halloweens were  your 
destiny n’ you summoned me to transcend my mortality n’ the meaning of silent words at 
play this day…

Our ancient bodies lay together here beyond mortal touch, though in my present existence I 
no longer recall our names, they are lost in my many lifetimes yet kept in the Goddess’s 
providence…
Though no longer you feel my touch or pleasure n’ pain I'll plant a flower as a blessing on 
top of our grave, above the waves, where your soul is a slave to this sentient tree cradling 
your ashes n’ bones returned to dust…


Details | Personification | |

my dark thoughts

is it a waking dream?
no,
is it a waking nightmare?
no,
it be the thoughts of the deserted,
those who have nothing left to lose,
the ones who can go mute without a second thought,
the ones whose dreams overflow with the blood of others,
for they are the ones who see the sinister truth,
the end isn't near its always been there,
every year,
every month,
every day,
every minute,
every second,
for you see the end is not when the world ends,
it is the last day you feel complete,
it is the day you feel worthless,
the day you see only the dark side of things,
the moment you imagine slaying the beast of which caused your pain,
for that is the day the innocence known as your "inner child" is finally slaughtered,
and when your become...,
heartless.


Details | Free verse | |

The Vengeance of Hatred

up and down feelings
floor to the ceiling 
big and the small
or barely at all
jumble of thoughts
build up like a compost
all of the utmost
useless importance

String me along for days
like ever present
unaware essence
of the magical sun's 
scorching lashing out r
shooting through the vacant space
only one destination
like a certain pinpoint revelation

Stabbing back
we surprise attack
the only shock
comes to me as an afterthought...

I hold in the hatred 
until it becomes sacred
I inhale the passion
nothing more natural
than my outward reaction
addition through the simplest subtraction
the hate is so hard to replace
what is left to drive me 
the anger inside me

I am here because of my rage
brought me to the brink of breakage
just when the point is revealed naked
it disappears, retreating through the  hatred

Where is it hiding? 
I miss the surge
burning into my every word
the last I remember
I was misplaced, self centered
when the source was discovered
a curious love entered
and drove out the negative
edited and erased


Details | I do not know? | |

Smile

Alone you walk?
Is that what you claim?
Maybe it's you who's left it this way?

I've seen pen to paper write
the deepest of thoughts
and the darkest of secrets

It's been too long since our hearts did beat
a bliss filled sense of numbness
yet we find it only in ignorance

I'll walk alone, yes all alone
but only to see you walk
hand in hand in another's embrace

So allow me to take your lonely path
and I'll smile as I give you away


Details | Free verse | |

Immortally yours, The Night Time Day Dreamer

I want to go lower, so I can survive the lifeless crazy if only I could scream so all the stars can hear me shadow dancing on the river Styx the river flows that way, while I swim this and I never ever, let her in again for she could do damage, beyond repairing for she could explode in me, like a great atom bomb and then I'm left dancing, beyond the beyond Will I ever, never come home? we shall know sometime, in the near unknown I've almost gone dead again living in the only constant lying in a bed of defeat bouncing right back, like a song on repeat I heal so fast, what was that which hit me? I've already forgotten, you were ever against me Undefeated, invincible this world couldn't kill me, in principle I'm the rising unholy, now know me, immortal three is the number, that makes my perfect circle I'm inside the night, all walled up tight I still haven't faded, that made it all right I've taken a turn, and learned to be better after wearing your skin, like an old sin filled sweater you couldn't get me, it tempts me to fail then maybe you would have, just once chance, in hell.


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Untitled descriptions - Day

A woman, who I once thought was great. A flick of the switch, and all the light fades She laughed and she pointed... She made me pay. And for no good reason, one miserable day Yet still here I stand, strong and unscratched Your greatest mistake was teaching me that. To be who I am and to shine how I shine To give the greatest gift, which is mine. And day by day, I know ill be fine. To love and to share and make sure I smile Even though what you did, will linger for a little while. The effect of your words,sticks, stones and lies The truth of my strength behind tear filled eyes At the end of the day, inside is what counts. Happy she was to be such a cow Making everyone believe its the other way round. This anger inside, building myself I must stop myself from trying to help. I take a deep breath every day, and bit by bit you will vanish away. She deserves nothing, the world needs to see but if I did that, how much better would I be? And tonight I say, "oh my, what a day", I'm now allowed to see a more beautiful way.


Details | Rhyme | |

Spectator

0ctober 17 2012
-------------------------
Hidden away from any light
Hides a spectator, awaiting to fright
He lives in the room-in the closet and corners

He waits until there is no light
Frozen with fear-it's going to be a long night
Whispers, creaks, unexplainable noises enchant the darkness

Forever haunted by this unseen enmity
A mass of darkness never to leave
And alone-always alone I sit and grieve

The spectator watches in the shadows
I know he is there, but I choose to ignore him
But the candles are starting to dim...


Details | Free verse | |

The Moon

The shimmering light,
Casting over.
Sending bright vibes to all surroundings.
Looking down upon the world itself,
Watching as things grow old,
Watching as things die out,
Reborn itself.
The globe in the sky,
Full of mystery,
Seeking more conflict by the minute.
Positioning itself to be known,
Getting smaller,
As it hides itself behind the floating fogs.

Fighting for more power,
As it leads the darkness to turn over.
Steam casting over,
Making everything dim.
Stars shooting acorss the demoned lands,
Filled with agony, and pain.
Making wishes,
That never seem to come true.
A pleasure of joy,
Running through the grounds blood stream,
Flowing with more of a flow then anything.
Ah' Yes,
Sending thrills to everyone of you,
Living, or non-living.


Details | Free verse | |

Normality

It feels like I gave away all of my soul
All in false hopes of saving his own

And what now have I left to show for it all?
There’s nothing left but nothingness

Alone with my thoughts once more
Alone with what I can’t ignore

I have far less to react with now
Far less to feel with, you see
there’s less me

Ever as deplorably far from normality
As I can possibly be


Details | Free verse | |

Love all and all of me

I want true love
that knows all of me.
That brings total freedom
allowing to all,
and all to see.
A Love that is truth
and not some idealist's scene.
Our Hope given flight
in clear blue skies enthroned,
honoured, 
seen.

For there is not one among us who has not said:
"I have a dream".
I know it is His to make all whole,
to have all gleam.
Perhaps a time now
for the meek to tread loud,
and the boastful silently.
For hands taken
from labour unending;
of bending the worldly.
When He reaches out,
a rousing shout:
some in love; many angrily.
The dream: 
Collective will given over to spirit
not rule.
Cruel 
the past measure.
Just be.
The only true desire
is for a true love
to love all, 
and all of me.


Details | Ballad | |

Sacred Lorelei

The night has befallen me Rescue me, unchain me Sacred Lorelei Bleeding a passion of royalty Forever I'll follow your Argentine cloak with the most deadly pacts beautiful Witch Sacred Lorelei Tell me did the ravens Hear my cry My misery's plea Sacred Lorelei Was this all just upon a dream Lucidity becoming reality of my Sacred Lorelei A fiat of darkly desire from a most beautiful witch unchaining the burden of my misery All for my Sacred Lorelei


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Seem Not To Even Care

Its not like I asked for this
It’s something else besides
But knowing there is no way out
Just tears me up inside.
It’s like suffocation
Like drowning on dry land
Impossible, not really
On my knees for I cannot stand
You make promises and break them all
Crush them into dust
Moving on isn’t helping
To just leave things in the past
Burnt down to ashes, black and cold
Another day goes by
Another day in which I mean naught
Left on low, not on high
I do not beg for this torture
To be left out on my own
But you make it seem like that’s what I want
And again I’m left alone
One day you’ll pay the price for this
And regret it everyday
You deserved it for what you’ve done
And that’s all I have to say
You make is sound like it hurts you more
That you’re the victim here
Truth is you stand by and watch me cry
And seem not to even care
 


Details | I do not know? | |

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.


Details | Haiku | |

No Sleep Is Placed In Eyelids

I'm haunted with vision
I can't resume my mission
My eyelids split open

Sprawled in my puzzled head
Unable to push head down 
Sleep never exists here 

I'm missing my slumber 
The clock spins madly...spiraling
My wings are unfolding 

Blurred by the galling night 
Crying desperately for sleep 
My eyelids are cut off


Details | Free verse | |

Negative Space

When we're standing worlds apart our world apart, hear my heart when we're feeling worlds away in a world of gray, hear me pray when our thoughts are clear and quiet intervene and shake me violent it drives me crazy, aura goes hazy my love buzz encircles a putrid hatred in a rare moment I turn to face it Negative space turned much more of use consisting of years of self abuse maybe my looking glass has grown obtuse I often cry in a state of muse at the shame of my disarray the distance is closing yet your a world away Now I've grown so tired and weary I only hope that someone hears me if they hear me, will they understand how tough it is to walk hand in hand with love and hate, polar extremes they grow together, or so it seems they can both make for bitter screams and be the death of finer things leave the imagination for desire a beam of hope to be aspired I proudly wear my crown of thorns for each thorn bears a lesson learned each lesson comes with a sad story each would not exist, if not but for me I am not me, without my crown and the negative space all around that in total becomes the all seeing eye a positive outlook on the world that's mine


Details | Rhyme | |

This Isn't An Ordinary Joke

Don't take this as an ordinary joke

While I was in the middle of an
Enchanting dream,
You blew my pathetic mind 
I tried to sharpen my senses
Shadows were encircling my eager soul
Rising from dimming skies
Chasing after the friendly pleas 
Thrown down the rocky, bulky cliffs
Without any permission
I get ensnared by your clashing claws
THEN..you ask me if I could take this mission  
I marvel in your pathetic presence  
It detects all my shivers...smelling my abominable fears
I shutter at your echoed, harsh voice, I push myself against the fence
How can you hear my cries with your unmerciful ears?
You aren't attractive...but intuitive, picking up my untreated mindset
Abashed by realization
Mesmerized in dark times 
Feeling a sense of sanctuary
A suitable solitude separating us,
Life-giving with plenty of shelter hidden beneath a hideous, monstrous night
You are intuitive, picking up my untreated mind
But, you are just a living nightmare 
Daring to torment me in devouring fire 
Could I complete this mission with 
so little faith and strength?
Shut down the engine
Piece all my disoriented fears
Gaining rejection...left spineless  
Where will this trail lead me to?
There's no room for hope, but dread instead!
Where's my head!? Why are you laughing at me?
Why are you walking away?
Is it because I'm revolting or am I a loser?
I muse about my future and tread the road of recovery
I'm trying to forget my previous misery...
Don't pity me - I'm in this horrifying dream
I just wanna scream - why do you take this as an ordinary joke?
Why do you like to provoke me to anger?
That's not how I role! I ain't full of it!
Maybe you're the one full of **** in your own poverty pit!
Taunted by you!
Haunted by doom...
My body freezes by the minute
Trampled down by mere fear
Hopeless as a sacrificed deer
Please help me Lord...(oh dear! x2)
I'm chasing my ambitions ahead of me
Please help me catch up Lord...(I fear! x2)
I won't be able to break away!Oh no! 
Now I'm screaming spine-chillingly!
But...I don't have a spine... AHHHHH!!!  
I'm very disturbed by these neverending nightmares
The ugliness of it all broke countless mirrors
I'm Left for dead in your tracks
My flesh is torn between your clashing claws
The rest of my body -- holding on to the edge of the cliff
I was hunted down, used for only one reason and one reason only: 
To take your prey's meat and eat it all up during dinner hours
I cringe...I back away...I cower in shame!

I pray you won't take this as an ordinary joke!


Details | Free verse | |

Teal

"and don't forget the pretention"

###########
everyone nodded along as 
the first line Hit 
 cut w-/ Posh .. chugging 
stars , throats end to end slit.

	Schemes o'er everything 
I realise now that you need 
these 'things' , 
imaginary or other wise.	Anything 
to keep the Belief that 
Life is worth living.
	By their ridiculous Forgery 
to emphasise insubstantial shapes , mutilated 
text , colour & breathing connecting Heart 
to Pen under strict obligation 
to remain Nonsense
	Above seperate Action.

I just want to be Honest
	o'er the vicious Cycles of Trend
inspiring by reflection 
	We replace real life as we all 
like Motion Pictures 
	Lost within Code 
he might be you or me Beating 
the walls as we try 
	out these twillight eyes switching o'er
to Terra's Remote viewing 
	zoom ignites thy Bone's hollow Fractures 
happening, pure & simple , we errode
	in a sudden glass moment ...excuse me 
& my obvious slander .. Keeping it real may soon dismay 
at a pulse of Cheekbones ; Paper artic traces flickering on 
nervescreens before our pristine chords reciting
	"Nobody's story" revolving round 
nothing really ... simple words.

Oh Lord its so clear
	All Places & All Times 
		its just us 
trying to make faces in the sky....
		and scream no more dropping 
for
	your daily optic reset calibrating 
BRAND NEW 
	Our CCTV standard view 
	declining to smash utterly as Minute 
Splinters 
	prevent such ink immediate 
between Mind & Matter ,
	Powdered Charcol , meaning the whole 
Legal Judgement satisfied 
		Logic there in  
Personal reasoning & Multi - simplicity
	Leftscreaming up the curb 
as if 
	you were just walking by... Society's Needs 
cackling inhuman . Adverts scattering   w-/ only One 
Purpose 	rocking aby sentence.
		Cast Calm to Create.


Details | Elegy | |

Marie III--Is the Coffin Too Deep

So frigid was her immaculate body Her last second in screams is all I can see Love's revenge was my guilt With you I'd rather let you die with Bound hands Without you, Marie, like the psychopath's dream Death is all that I can see; All that could redeem Did anyone ask Did anyone recall The sweet taste of the poison The swift slash of the knife he penetration of the lead The pain of her decaying heart I can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep? Was it so hard to solve Was it so hard to see That I strangled her so easily My nails piercing her comely skin Blood dripping like the pomegranate I crushed with the shovel I shattered her shins The knife to slight her wrists Didn't you see I did it all The only witness Couldn't say Is the coffin too deep? The pain of her decaying hear tI can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep? Marie I cant stay Earth is to cruel when your coffin is to deep Forever in death and in death alone The pain of her decaying heart I can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep?


Details | Verse | |

angel

sweet angelic girl
torture me, and spin my world
treatchurous female, you have me flipped upside down and twirled
to witness you cry is to feel sorrow itself
to imagine you holding me makes hell melt
to dream your skin burning into mine lustfully
your teeth in my neck your panting breath fills my ears blissfully 
i lay and think of you wistfully
know, but dreaming hopelessly
that you are too good for my
fingers cringe and my eyes get misty
dear woman you kill me with your beauty
your only human but picture you with wings to compliment your adorability 
comprehending how you tug at my heart is beyond my ability 
hands shakily reaching for you, see their instability 
your hand upon mine is a dream of unbelivability 
but when you cast your eye upon me it makes it worth it instantly.


Details | Free verse | |

Liar

In justification marked on its pivotal blank page yet fully intact

Gone our the days to frolic in a haze
We tend to vomit on each others neck
In regret with sore vent Vlad Impolaric ways
Liar

You stoled my heart then ran the distant mile away
Filtered in the mass hysteria with tiny nerves to sway
No shelter to cry we all fall for the lie
The liar is in us all

A peril excuse to next abuse

With a tug at the heart vanquished to even run the final mile
A jewel of the Nile with glasse cracked in desolation
Straight to Hell on your next vacation,
Surfing the videos on the web

What the Hell is going on inside our head?

Sweltering heat with bloodshed in our street,
The mind falters then crys with an ellusive side
Faltering critics in darkened demise having fins for teeth
Shattered in the wind six times then we begin again.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

PERFIDY DUPLICITY - ANGST

I was deeply in love .
I did not know why our relationship should not be.
He said let’s get marry.
I begin to write vows for our wedding.

We planned our fusing in late June and he canceled in early May.
The message said:
I canceled our nuptial because I am already married.

I am pregnant and do not know what to do.
I should have never had sex with you boo.
You have canceled our wedding ceremony because you are conjugal.
I have been damned by my own desires.

This cancellation is unkempt.
You have deceive the wrong person.
Therefore, our life will meet again.
A healthy child I will deliver.
A normal life I have been given.

The receiver of the message said:
I refuse to let you out of this when I am pregnant.  
However, our separate ways make sense.  
In the future, we will meet again.
_____________________________________________|
Penned on May 23, 2014!


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Die With Passion

You need to come find me.
This, this game is done can't you see?
I can not hide from you any more.
I want to watch you suffer, suffer more.

This game is getting so old.
My heart has become so cold 
I do not love you any more.
I’m frozen to my core.

I don’t love you any more
Listen to me roar,
I hate you passionetly.
You’ve set my anger free.

I don’t even really care
If you’re no longer there
Lord you made me cry
I wish you would just die
‘Cause I don’t love you anymore

Come on out stop hiding
As you can see you’re not my King
Come on out and play
Today’s your dying day

I don’t love you anymore
My heart is what you tore
Lord you killed me
You ignored my dying plea.

I will never even care
If you’re no longer breathing air
I’ll be glad when you die
And you want to know why? 
‘Cause I don’t love you anymore

(now go) You are going to die 
(you) Didn’t even care that I
(go) Was used like trash, blown away
(die) It’s your time to pay

I don’t love you anymore
All the suffering that I bore
Your soul is coming with me
To Hell we’re going to flee

I don’t even really care
That you’re dead, I’m well aware
The time has come for this goodbye
To Hell will your soul fly
‘Cause I don’t love you anymore


Details | I do not know? | |

Thoughtless

Thoughtless rantings of yesterday's sin
That's where my consciousness lives
I savor the ever growing conflict within
Knowing all too well another day's lost

I sing the songs that darken the heart
and I dance at the foot of the mountains
The music I hear will tear us apart
Yes in so many ways it's my longing

They whisper the words right in my ears
and I smile in a bittersweet comfort
they tease for the darkest of our fears
So I wait only for my next command

Such a waste of a perfect day
I think to myself once in awhile
inside my heart there is a fray
and in this fact I find comfort.


Details | Free verse | |

The ones with the ears

Melted to the floor, with tears she nearly drowned
She sank to the cold earth, without even a sound
Her soul burning with distress, with no one to hear
For the ones with ears, had no desire to endear
Facing a lie, misunderstanding the truth?
Facing a lie, no, Avoiding to sleuth 
The ones with the ears, she depended on
The ones with the ears, turned in the dawn
Dawn of which her anguish now began
Recalling the fire which burnt beneath 
Her eyes like ice, departing to the heat
Her heart was now scorched, but her mind now burst
The ones with the ears, will now perish the worst


Details | Free verse | |

Fear

Wide eyes
Panic
lips hovering right below a scream
hair pulled into a fist
mouth covered
panicked eyes
wide
heart rattling
fear


Details | I do not know? | |

Stuck in Place, Free in Space

Descending war pile on my threadbare past or
I’m losing my grace, for the puzzle’s not solved or
My gallant blessing is never done working or
My ideas are like heaviness across blinding sky or
My oasis splashes upon the canvas of wall or
My sunny angels tangle out a single smile or
The disturbance prevails the numbness of my existence or
I’m screaming, trying to build the confidence and

I felt like blooming in pleasing joy
I felt confident again…
I felt as if I belonged for only a few hours of my life…
I felt I was being held and fed with love
I felt as if I had a chance, but not in this world
I felt I was a stranger handling faith
I felt like I’ve changed—in a good way
You feel stuck in place

You’re silent, tearing down the hesitation and
The serenity fails the sensation of your extinction and
Your rainy demons unravel in multiple frowns and
Your desert dries out the imageless liberty and
Your banalities are like weightlessness around visible earth and
Your cowardly curse is always resting and
Your gaining your disgrace, for the riddles are solved and
Ascending peace unload off your renewed future or

You feel like wilting in displeasing sadness
You feel unsure for once
You feel as if you are isolated always forever in death…
You feel you were dropped and starved with hate
You feel as if you had a chance, in this world
You feel like you’re a friend juggling doubt
You feel like your constant—in a bad way
I felt free in space

(a poem my sister and I created)


Details | Epic | |

Wetness

 I'm feeling Watered, Just now Life has a lot of Wetness.
 Spaces, Places and Crevices, some I like, some I don't mind and The Places I just Hate to see any kind of Dampness.
 Raining down, lying on the ground, Something telling Me what Water is doing.
 The taste is good and bad. The feelings I have about this - are a little jumbled.
 Smelling, is it Me, I smell.
I have went on for this moment realizing the Font has grown and I don't know why  but it's like the problems with my water laying in the puddle trying to fix  my Pipes that are exploding apart.
 It wants to make me Cry, More stupid wetness.


Details | Epic | |

A Proposal

Your on one knee I take a breath Its hard to breathe I know whats coming The little black velvet box And your pose says it all I love you You love me But I'm promised to another And you know him quite well Your brother I love him He loves me I'm in love with him As he is with me As I am with you But me and your brother Our love is...promised Our promise is old and true Our promise won't be broken So I avoid your question And walk away You fallow me As we walk To our secret place


Details | Narrative | |

Final Fantasy

Follow me and I will follow you only to sacrifice and pledge my soul.
Now known only as one!
Soaring in the winds with rapid inspirations exploding one by one,
It is your final fantasy to live again!
Victim of suicide revealed by fate and conquered by the depths of love,
Life of life has just begun!
The warmest touch begs respect for the quality found deep within.
It is your final fantasy to finally begin!
Encouraged by beliefs to uphold the strength of one’s destiny,
Yet, embraced with one final and endless thought!
A kiss of pleasure obscures the kiss goodbye,
Accompanied with its warmth to pleasure your need!
It is your final fantasy to bow down for these borrows and trade.
Subtle with perfection you are as pure as a white dove.
Your desire is to never ever get lost with what you’ve caught.
Insensitive delights begin to dwell from deep within,
You burn and ache for a place to finalize where it is that you belong.
It is your final fantasy to conquer these steps in which you alone have made.
Sacrifice those objectives captured and held in your time!
Acknowledge your very own self with the quality known only by the depths inside of you!
Fly away with me, but only for a moment.
Embrace only that which enlightens the moment seized!
It is your final fantasy to touch and feel everything that you never knew.
Life is our mystery, yet we uphold its true value with our righteous dignity.
Harvest your life moment by moment,
Make it your very own prey for the little ones who never knew.
Gather the sensations and absorb life as you breathe in your every breath of air.
It is your final fantasy to indulge with the intrigued and explore all of these parts inside of 
you!
Release yourself from the depths of love and find what it is that you truly seek.
Life of life has finally just begun!
Looking up and looking down but never looking all of the way around,
The loss of control is the loss that you will gain!
It is your final fantasy to whisper in the dark and to cry in plain sight.
Open minds with open hearts capture the true essence, for they completely belong!
Spirits fly and soar through life with so much energy powered with intensity’s strength.
They find the treasures you’ve always sought but have never found.
Your final fantasy is to escape your darkness and to find yourself inside of this beaming ray of 
light!
 
 


Details | Free verse | |

Taunts

Eyes wide open.
Mocking you with all my taunts,
Learing you in,
Just to snatch back what you took from me.
Laughing as you come so easily,
Smiling under my disbelief.
Hiding my evil,
Revieling my love.
That yet seems to be another lie,
Taunts,
Sending vibes to your heart.
Making it stop,
Just to lift my chin,
And stomp on your grave.
Smitten your precense,
Send you away.
Just as you did,
With my life.


Details | Ode | |

The Unknown Poet n' the Lover with an Immortal Heart (Part3)

Yet my soul senses the passion n’ desire of your heart was composed in the language of love 
unto lust that I could never poetically impart, still I know the flame burns with pleasure n’ 
pain for all who find it outside their immortal heart…
I sense the reflected fire of your eyes n’ I wish not to recall the unspoken secrets of your 
poetry n’ the names lingering here, romancing the waves caressing rocks n’ the chant of 
consumable miseries of mortal hearts to rupture into suicide …

I know how your fingertips awakened her virginity when she was your lover in leisure to the 
music of your acclivitous words hypnotising her virtuous seventh heaven of sexual overtures 
n’ into the depths of clitorious pleasure…
She was one of many who summoned the angels of ecstasy by the priestess of your tongue 
that preferred all inamoratas to be kept at distance for their purpose of use was to be your 
poetic muse but she was (heavy sigh) your destiny…

When you dared to indite your desires of others with an empty quill upon her naked flesh 
remembering still their scent n’ taste, she flared with jealous rage n’ you were vainglorious 
for your lovemaking was illustrious as you celebrated far n’ wide…
In her aroused escapade you wished you had braced yourself for her pain as she summoned 
the green demons with covetous wings within her mind, for she would have laid down her life 
for you, though you did not understand this treasure was a love that was true…

For she longed to be your only lover though your fingers of rhyme teased a tongue to 
rhythmically confess your request to crucify her heart in unrequited love n’ her thighs in a 
symphony of continuous casual pleasure…
You declined true love for the endless line of carnal lust with debutantes, bridesmaids n’ 
dames for perfect in everyway to be with you she must, like your poetry symmetrical n’ 
consummate, a figure of flawless beauty n’ face..

To compose in repose your words in kisses upon a page of thy lover’s lips, the idealised 
immaculate perfect place, her face was scared by a trace yet her beauty of heart within was 
a gift given by the goddess’s grace…
She had a long thin line down the side of her face though I know this flaw to be upon your 
soul, it never left your body n’ mind as they turned to dust, where perfection once prevailed 
yet overbalanced without grace for your heart was forged of carnal lust


Details | Free verse | |

Heated Dreams

your kisses tease my lips as you scarcely touch them your fingers tickle my nerves as you slide your hand along my spine my hair, long and creme coloured, spill across the pillow my hips buckle as you have your way You murmur nothings in my ear as I wrap my legs around your waist pulling your close and holding you still, you begin your rampant thrusting hard and pounding loud groans echo off every wall the candle light glimmers off our sweaty, glistening skin my fingers find themselves mixed in your thick brown hair you growl like a beast There must be an art to this this incessant passion and never ending moments of heat we are in secret in the dark we meet in secret we love in secret we share our passions then the day begins and I realise that I have dreamt it I lean back on the pillow Sigh, the dream of incessant love making... where's my prince now....?


Details | I do not know? | |

Flames

Fierce shadows,
Gleaming over.
Spitting spiteful remarks to the cold.
Sending flames to the hands of the willing.
Clashing down,
Fear running through their blood-stream.
Fate being corrupted.
As are you.
Sending you miles down,
To the burning pit of hell.
Watching you fall,
Sending numb vibes to my arms.
Blood leaking through by threads,
Laughing among your wishes.
You thought you could win.
As I stand,
At the feet of your grave,
Casting flames to your soul.


Details | Epic | |

It's Not My Time To Die

You don't see...what lies await for us
The darkest of night has awakened...
Opening its tattered claws
To see who will fall next...venture as you can
In the darkest of night

Dear friend, it's not my time to die
I'm sure of it...I've been driven insane with it
I'm sure
That we'll survive...we'll endure

It's not our time to depart

We'll survive to see the new day 
So push those suicidal thoughts...those depressing thoughts
The darkest hour has put a strain on us

We won't lay in endless ruins
That vermin...I blame those fools
I'm dead inside...
Having no time to feel the love abide
In this fatality...becoming a reality

Dear friends,
I can here your screams
I can see your horrifying dreams

It was all my fault
I'm the one who you should assault
I keep feeling hungry...I can't help it anymore more
I vow it...
I vow it's not our time to die


Details | Free verse | |

Ribcage - My Three Wishes - Chapter 6

Split apart your ribcage, 
Open up the corridor, and let me come in 
Uneasiness instantly strikes through me 
Let me sway away... 
Let me flutter away... 
Like a butterfly out of its cocoon  
I'm trapped! Let me depart  

Split apart your ribcage, 
Unwrap me, let me go! 
Believe me...reflect on me 
Let me sway away...flutter away 
Let us both seek the sun, 
So we can grow together once more

You think everything good is gone – you’re dead wrong!
You think this is the end – think again! I’ll make you feel like you belong! 

There’s a new beginning – this is not the end
Our hearts will never wither away or bend 
Our faith will never be shaken 
We won’t be pushed out of shape and bakin’ 

Split apart your ribcage, 
Unwrap me, for I’m left untamed 
Scrub away my filthy rage
Feeling this shame that must not be named 
“Let it go! Let it go!” – easy for you to say
Oh! Maybe I’ll let it go another day 
Just leave me be, so I can feed off of my dismay 
I spread my wings and attempt to reach for my dreams
But, I’m such a loser…it’s not what it seems
My self-esteem is broken
My loneliness is a remorse that is unspoken
Believe me...reflect on me 
Give me a chance…to experience cloud seven’s ecstasy 
Trust me…I know why I’m here, stranded in the middle of the wild, treacherous sea
The treacherous sea describes the way I feel, churning with hardly any dignity
Don’t fed me another spoonful of agony 
I’ll spit it out in envy…in displeasure…
Let me see what’s in store in the future, promising amity 
My sentiments will be as unpredictable as weather

Resurrect the delight, crawling in my veins and make me someone better

Someone who deserves praise and someone who is mature 

If I can have three wishes, they would sure be:
To release me from his ribcage,
To help me be more emotionally stable,
And to boost my self-esteem?

Raped by this sensation of disbelief and lament
I am shocked that I was in captivity my whole life
Been saying that I love you lately for multiple reasons, but I will take it easy this fine, splendid day that I simply adore! ! !
Chilled to the bone; basking in shivering shame and abolishing avarice
Acknowledging what I've done in the past and learning to let it go somehow...I'll look up to God and He will gladly heal me from my injuries and be my compass 24/7 - you're my heaven
Growing fast & still learning to live with this heartache in mind
Empty as a drum - you're not filling in my gaps 
 
What would your three wishes be?
Follow your dreams and be free!


Details | Free verse | |

Dreams' depth

Dream depth

Dreams are the Leatherback tortoises
lazing across the Caribbean’s;
the blue water and columns of sun.
dreams have seen the ruins, 
the pieces of lost cities, Atlantis; buried.
Dreams have touched the fossilized white bones 
of a father, a fisherman, who sunk.

The boy wakes up, runs on bare feet 
towards the shore where his dreams are.

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


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Their weak hero

Softly softly not to smear
Your ego’s creation
Which kid gloves pat
Your yes men collective
Blind to their subdued hero
Nurture your conceit.
How you wear your crown
On your cowards brow
Pale yet blameless.
A little man in a big world
I never want to live in again.


Details | Ballad | |

Litany of Decay

Her black eyes allure you
Into her cloak if traps 
Nothing is right anymore 
Death encircles you but 
Never finds you

They Want my curse of eternal 
life 
But all I want to do is reach 
for the knife
In blood you rose
In blood I fall

 forever I must sing this litany
dying in life-- let my find my 
grave
'twas the myriad year
inducing a lucid fear
 I can hear my coffin's cry
 my body lies
there's nothing left to say
This Litany of decay

Free me, hear me, my death 
where have you gone
I Drown in Vitality
Dying in my immortality 
Just waiting for the stake to 
reach my heart
Caress me with your pain
like the blood in rain

Your shell is breaking
Show them what lies inside
Witch of centuries
Witch of lies
Love was never meant for you

forever I must sing this litany
dying in life-- let my find my 
grave
'twas the myriad year
inducing a lucid fear
 I can hear my coffin's cry
 my body lies
there's nothing left to say
This Litany of decay

forever I must sing this litany
dying in life-- let my find my 
grave
'twas the myriad year
inducing a lucid fear
 I can hear my coffin's cry
 my body lies
there's nothing left to say
This Litany of decay


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Sandra's Poem

Some people will count the days by minutes and hours
I spend it thinking of you in a field full of flowers
I can see the look on your face and the wind in your hair
And I think upon ways to go from this place and to there
The sun begins to set as you wait in that place
My view becomes dim and my heart starts to race
Just one last glimpse and I think I will say
That now I can smile, and wait through the day.


Details | Free verse | |

From The Pulpit, Any Last Words For The Public

     Upon my lastly leave:

I beg of you,
As I stand before the gallows 
And these promises of end,
Do not take to heart
The darkness of doubt
That these shadows do cast.
It is a pious act,
Greeting and dwelling
Into The Land Of The Fat.

They'll beseech you,
These countesses of glowing trolls
And their sightliness of mend.
Do not give a start 
To the blacking cloud
Of our worship died fast.
It's the curious cat,
Greeting and dwelling
Into The Land Of The Fat.

I promise you,
Upon entering these hollows
That your knees will shake and bend.
But steady your heart
To beats of devout
And find flaw in your past.
It is this godly man,
Holding religion as fact,
Greeting and dwelling 
Into The Land Of The Fat.

It is your mother's hand
Holding your own at the stand,
Greeting and dwelling
Into The Land Of The Fat.

Or the magistrates wife,
Tipping the brim of her hat,
Greeting and dwelling,
Biting and swelling,
Shipping then selling,
Into The Land Of The Fat.


Details | Free verse | |

Nightshade Lipstick

I scream for your pain I scream for your gain I scream to go back to just being alright again vanity spread out coast to coast the ones I trust always gave so much of what I needed most, companion dark Saturn dark Saturn silent as a lantern like a ghost in the mist that just exists inclined towards preservation An inkling towards a razor blade sharper than an inner voice more extreme than radical beliefs that brings you to your knees animal traffic what can I sell what do you need they call the catch lady It happens, its real meditate towards the other side growing up in heaven crime spikes in limelight make the north star shine bright stuck in a Rutgers ruck I scream. towards the old me if only it would hold me I wish it may have told me a hint of advice for the long nights when the closest touch of empathy could have saved or broken me Fragile as a baby's bloom a flood flashes warning signals a mountain starts in the foothills a subtle trace of nightshade lipstick open stone cold deadly eyes


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Wildfire

I hear the wind blow
Against the trees as I 
Walk to my grave

The animals that have 
Cared for me growl at
The strangers’ intrusion

I attempt to reach 
Out to my friends
But a stranger hits my hand

Smoke burns into my 
Lungs as I move closer
To their camp.

Back in the forest, I hear
The wolves cry for me. Tears
Fall to the ground as I walk.

The rough rope cuts into 
My wrist as I fight
The binds.

They growl and threaten
Me as I fight. I close 
My eyes as I fall forward. 

The strangers grab me
And force me onto a stand
Tying me into place.

The animals start to
Scream as the strangers
Hurt their Friend.

The match was lit
And the light reflected 
In my eyes.

When it dropped,
The straw below lit up
And smoke billowed up.

I bit my lip, 
Refusing to let the
Animals hear me scream.

I could smell my
Flesh burn as I
Slowly hung my head. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Watered Down

What clears the thoughts of grief? 
Will it ever release me out if this confounded chamber of no relief?

With a sour taste of pride,
Your castle has been watered down
Will I ever find myself a thrilling bride?
My smile has been watered down to a frown

Release the tainted spirit
Gliding hoarsely in my bones 
I rudely throw a fit 
What could get rid of chanting gnomes?

Unfold these watered down regrets
Fiddling with my migraines 
Hang on to the fishing pole...let go of the nets 
Plant me in a jungle full of dreams and and treasure me like gold, once hidden in the dark some cave
Bring all your worries with you and put it in the grave
Don't you guys have any brains? 
Am I the only one going insane in the rain?
Shame...

Negativity swarms in muddied roads 
You watered down my sprouting growth
Your eruption croaking as frightening toads
Let your guilt be your oath

Let your suffering be sevenfold 

Roaming from grassland to awful city,
I find you rather rude...
Your aggressiveness leaving me pinned
On this wondrous amount of gratitude 

Let my suffering take its penalty 

What clears the thoughts of grief? 
I ponder upon this question as I sit alone in this confounded chamber, sending no relief

Check out the fields of crops
Once in a while, take a chance to water it down
Unroll your generosity
Thrive to gather your duty together

Take a sip of the wine,
A lingering taste of ripened grapes and aged   
Eloquent and bitter in its effects and removes your senseless grief
Don't return to your old ways, 
Rolling down on the ground as a drunken swine

There is hope that this garden will be fulfilled, edible and nutritious 
Your responsibility is to keep the field tended and watered down 
gently
Craving for its bogus effects, keeping yourself ambitious 
Feeling high above the vineyard, reaching itself as a tree, 
Wailing for its dandy sun to shine down on its hungry figure 

I worry this obsession is ominous
Could you find another way to feel satisfied by bountiful glory?
The chill-boned feeling could be wondrous
Than it attacks as an ill-tempered viper, 
rage-stricken and snappy

Once in a while, take a chance to water it down the crops
Unroll your generosity towards their needs

It only takes a few drops
Of wine to isolate yourself from doubt

Thrive to gather your duty together
So that you'll chase your destiny on its feet, multiplying the beads 
tied with stable string 

Soon enough, your hope for future cash will be dragging its weight 
down to your chimney top


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Adulteress's missing thread

missing threads
----------------
She looks outside. The pale moonlight has fallen across the tributary, illusory moonshine,
like an intimate emission, now that the urgency is gone, meaningless. 
She looks inside. The sprawled bed sheet of flesh shines in luminous darkness which she
thinks she is. 
Remember the worth and compare with leaving behind the cords, one son and a lethargic
clergy who divides his self between interpreting the God and being her husband. 
She remembers the cats, the weekend cooking classes and small garden of oriental roses.
The pale moon is always hiding behind the clouds when you need it. The clarity is a burnt
out butt of the cigarette learning to jump overboard. She waves away the smoke. She looks,
once more, inside and outside.  
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


Details | Rhyme | |

blue rainbows

colors fade,
lost in dark,
sad and restless,
you see the mark,
of broken eyes,
and washing tears,
as my demise,
the end in fears
i pay no mind,
to swallowing shame,
a deeper sorrow,
in bright blue flame,
the lost girl,
sitting here,
is lost in sorrow,
and bound by fear. 


um...well...yeah.


Details | Free verse | |

An evening down

Like an earthly stubble:
the grass tickles my palms
as we lazily lay.
Joy
is my strange companion,
as the sun slips
behind the hill;
waving
a bye to the day.
A gentle breath
seduces the skin,
as in a tree
a dove sounds
a mellow coo.

My restless mind
is awed into quiet,
as my mind's eye
turns longingly
upon you.
All those little lies
that whisper:
"unworthy" 
turn to dust before your passion stare.
The lazy lean
of a young tree
reminds me,
that all about
has little to worry
and needs not care.

Once forgotten summers
return:
in a single beat; 
my heart
athlete
as our favourites play along,
lazily leading.
Basking in fruit's glory
of furrows filled
with labours past.
A blast!
the earth gives up
it's bounty bleeding.

We walk in smiles
with Him,
who is all to us.
Redeeming our joy
from prisons dread.
Released
our heart's peace breathing,
as forgotten
love lorn paths
we silently tread.

In this moment:
at this time,
all is dream.
All else seems pretty pantomime.
Naked in every way:
my soul, 
mind
and body.
Shoddy 
the idea of limit to this time.

As the moon
silently silver, 
a sliver of a smiling face,
winking takes it turn.
Sun dips
into landscape beyond 
to bleach new skin,
sights and times to burn.


Details | Free verse | |

In Between

There’s a moment when, crossing between two streetlamps, a double shadow appears,
arching from your fears, a body projected through years onto cracked concrete. 
So, stopping, you watch it split in separate directions, no fixed perfections, 
all later corrections point from now dividing as forces pull one into two, 
coloured red or blue at different ends of the spectrum, matter is best left some space,
life isn’t a race in the traditional sense, but against the perception of yourself.
Worrying is bad for your health, because as much as television may scream in your ear, 
grinding each individual gear, you need not wealth, 
but a hand to pick you up and dust you off when you fall,
no problem at all, giving pats on the back, setting the wheels back on the track,
in motion again you walk on from staring at your shadow, standing won’t help you grow.
And I know it says not to walk towards the light, but this time it’s alright, 
because looking back won’t help either. As a fighter, neither Rocky nor Rambo, 
you face the night ahead, spit to clear your mouth of lead, and strut on son, 
because you are only born once, and you only die once, 
but it’s what you do between the two that makes you awesome.


Details | Rhyme | |

Who we become

I'm a poet of life, so read if you 
dare. But let me forewarn you, 
you're in for a scare. 
   For I don't see life, for the 
light it portrays. I see life in the 
dark, and the lives it betrays. 
   In the shadows lurk demons, 
and creatures so cold. Their 
deeds have been hidden, their 
stories untold. 
   They work with great force, 
tearing out heart and soul. 
Once they've torn you apart, 
you become a dark hole. 
   Choking the world, deep 
down in your chamber. Pulling 
lives in, to drown in your anger. 
   I'll show you the depths, of 
your hurt and your sorrow. And 
drown out all hopes, for a 
better tomorrow. 
   Cause this world isn't 
rainbows, sunshine and 
butterflies. It's cruelty and 
beasts, darkness and lies. 
   So continue the path, that 
you're so blindly walking. For 
ignorance is bliss, and there's 
no use in gawking. 
   But once at the end, of your 
sick twisted trail. You'll find 
you've grown weak, corrupted 
and frail. 
   And then in that moment, 
you're mine for the taking. As 
fear settles in, your bones 
begin shaking. 
   I'll show you no mercy, for 
my heart's cold and gritty. 
Though caring and kind, I'm 
void of all pity. 
   I've grown harsh and 
abrasive, in the years that have 
past. And do all that I can, to 
ensure I laugh last. 
   I won't let this world, bring 
me down to its level. I'll never 
succumb, or give in to the 
Devil. 
   Corruption surrounds me, I 
walk a thin line. Between 
righteous and evil, but I'm 
doing just fine. 
   I hold strong to my faith, as I 
punish the wicked. I unleash all 
my anger, on the damned and 
convicted. 
   In these dark times it is hard, 
to define what is right. But my 
only intention, is to fight the 
good fight. 
   It's not that I want, to send 
others to hell. I just want to 
ensure, that our future sits 
well. 
   So my hands stained with 
blood, drag me through each 
cold day. And my boots caked 
with mud, stomp them down, 
where they lay. 
   While they gaze up upon me, 
as their heart slowly dies. I sit 
patiently waiting, 'til the light 
leaves their eyes. 
   Then I assure them, that 
they'll soon find their place. If 
God grants them mercy, they'll 
be saved by grace. 
   For this life my dear friends, 
is a gauntlet we run. And we're 
all lost and roaming, beneath 
the great sun. 
   But remember that God, 
cares not what you've done. So 
long as good deeds, shape who 
you become...


Details | Narrative | |

Dreamers

Dreams in slow motion,
Dancing in the lead;
Have you lost control...
Of the long planted seed?
Growing out of refuge...
The flowers in your mind;
Will you draw me a picture...
Of all that is undefined?

Draw them curtained;
Masked in the finest drape,
For reality needs not...
To find an escape;
But to see truth...
Behind these wall flowers;
Reveal to us...
The power of all powers...

For dreams bare nothing,
But hopes unknown;
While man seeks greatness,
To be written in stone.
In a day of souls for sale,
May you dream me perfection?
I have not a single hope,
Scaled in every direction...

Please rest young dreamer,
For we are all the same...
Tied to a faction,
Behind dreams that never came.
For your drawings mean nothing;
When we're all blind...
A sad proclamation...
But it's how we're designed.

This is but a moment,
In the poor dreamer's brain.
So don't forget the ending,
As we're inching down the drain.
Draw me a picture... 
Telling our future's tale;
And he threw me a dollar,
Screaming our future's for sale...

Before I knew it he’d left;
Running away screaming in his depart.
Who would’ve thought...
That a dreamer’s dreams could tear ‘em apart?
Beep... Beep... Beep...
And my eyes, I’ve just opened...
Shutting off the stupid alarm clock,
Realizing the dream that just happened...

The reality of it all...
Trying to put two and two together;
An idea by which to relate,
And changed my mind forever...
That we could all be dreamers,
Caught up in our own dream;
Subject to our curtains,
But never as we seem.


Details | I do not know? | |

Hide and seek with life

Two realities.
=
“You can never give someone something 
without losing it, feeling its loss.”
He tells me, his dreamy eyes fixed on 
the currencies quivering in
the evening breeze coming down.
Time is purring from the bushes, shrubs.
The monies disappear soon, like 
those clever parrots, always alert.
He is now my appointed guide; 
together we enter the verdant
density of the immense unknown.
From behind, my hotel’s verandah 
tries to keep looking at us through green
trees and leaves; at last utterly fails.
We come to the ancient cedar 
with two owls, presently sleeping.
A rodent comes out to try to salvage 
the foods, it has left hearing steps.
Soon the owls will rise. Then it will be 
same ‘hide and seek’ before the rodent 
is eaten. We are there. Waiting 
for a predator as entertainment.  

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


Details | Rhyme | |

Much yet to be written- PART II

   CONTINUED FROM PART I

Let the gut wrenching screams, pierce through your ears. Then cower in silence, as I expose all your fears.

I'll tear out your heart, psychologically break you. Feed you to evil, and see where it takes you.

And then in the end, when all's said and done. Maybe you'll relate, to my desperation.

You'll see things in ways, that you've never seen. And hate will prevail, when senses are keen.

This world isn't rainbows, flowers and butterflies. It's demons and beasts, cruelty and lies.

So say your goodbyes, let your dreams fade to dust. Cross your heart, swear an oath, to the one you can trust.

You've seen it each day, when you've looked in the mirror. Only now with eyes open, you see it much clearer.

Oh yes sir indeed, trust only yourself. Stay away from those pills, cause they'll never help.

For one thing in life, is definitely certain. A window's not clear, when covered by curtains.

So unveil your anger, take it out on this world. And don't single out, just one stupid girl.

Cause life turned her in, to what she became. So if life is the cause, then life is to blame.

Now we all have to face, our own set of problems. But what sets us apart, is how we all solve them.

So call me sick shallow, abused and confused. The same old cliche's, that are so over used.

I'll grin and I'll nod, say "you're right" and "thank god!". "I'm glad you find pleasure, pointing out all my flaws!"

Then slowly I'll turn, and walk straight away. Reminding myself, tomorrow's a new day.

For life is a book, about the dead and the smitten. And mine has much left, that is yet to be written...


Details | Blank verse | |

the ship officer and a lady

The ship officer and the Lady 

As I waited for my ship to dock at the onion pier,
a clerk came and handed me a bag of garlic for
the ship, I told him I had not ordered any and
showed him my three silver rings on my uniform.
He smirked and said I must have borrowed it to
impress the gullible, I shrank inside the uniform 
and could not see my hands and feet. 
Met a lady who was waiting for the ship too, she
was the wife of the chief engineer, and together
we strolled to the end of the dock, where 
I resentfully threw the bag of garlic into the sea
where it swelled, became a life boat that slowly 
drifted away. Back at the spot where the ship was
supposed to dock we’re told the ship had come 
and gone. The lady sat on a pollard crying, took
her wedding ring off and threw it into the water,
I, who had taken Lasix 40, peed into the same sea 
and its water turned pink. “Truly, this man is
a saint someone whispered”. Confident again 
I swelled in the uniform and could see my hands 
and feet . The clerk asked forgiveness and kissed 
the onyx ring on my left index finger and gave me 
another bag of garlic.      
  


Details | Sonnet | |

Love Amiss

Tears falling like rain drops Agony pinching at my heart A wailing cry, deepening sobs All because I loved you from the start Ever since that rainy day Your smile made feel like a spring's flower Your laughter warmed me like summer may Your touch stilled me like winter's shower Then to tell you how I feel, and make Love complete Was like running to a cliff's edge 'Cause I loved you so much I'd rather love you in secret Than to have lost you in an amiss instead You were my friend I grew fond of for your beauty and your fault Now a stranger you've become because it was your Love that I sought


Details | Free verse | |

Dark Light

My Heart ; thinking of unreliable things , 
	of things that claw and the 
things that gore.
	Lifting their heads in happy adoration 
to take half thy canvas in.
	Now coming back from the first to last
Night or days o'er 
	everything but sleep in all  thy
pleasures , not that smart, should 
	I feel.
		A gaping space that feedeth 
the blessed. Yes ; or pass quickly 
	into the skies laughing 
w-/ out cause in the night.
	Now clear as glass ; and now Dark
Light.


Details | Free verse | |

Magick Mirror

Cast out I blast out of a cage that once enslaved blast out towards an image worshiped Big myth, great idol its you I learn to admire in the trials, by fire that taught me how I should not be Now I'm lying in the entrails of the mystical lion swallowed up by the trend I believed was worth dying for, now I am no more; a lost scripture in this unfolding vicariously informed the show must go on everything on edge by the crash of a drone how did I find peace all on my own? no one can find it if they're searching too strong It invades you, somewhat saves you from the angst and rage of child's play adults playing war games in a dangerous way everybody staring blank, in loss of face.


Details | Free verse | |

I couldn't let me die, yesterday

I couldn’t let me die
=
The edge of the cornice is a call I cannot avoid;
the torrents of sounds, vague and uncommunicating,
are encircling myself; the edge of the cornice calls me.

A whisper of nothings, which can only be the dark rants 
of one who loves flogging, permeates in my ear and buzz.
I am the one you look at and sigh with disappointment.

And the one down on earth, who is cajoling and pep talking, 
telling me about life, mothering me and appeasing,
is me, seemingly calm, though biting his nails in tension.

He does not want me dead.  
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


Details | Free verse | |

Quote My Quota

They call me G.I.
because I fly higher
than the government's interest
on a debt so national 
you can't bear to witness
am I too sleek yet?
does my face not shine
do you not wish
you could touch the sky
too?

I am beyond you
let me calm back down 
before I become my own idol
yeah, I went to flight school
back in the day
now my roots so grounded 
I can let them uproot and hang
from time to time
polish my face
with a little grime
I don't mind shining 
with the homeless
I don't find much shelter
in the ones that own such
little self value
they trash all around
where am I nowadays?
so far out there, never found


Details | Ode | |

The Unknown Poet n' the Lover with an Immortal Heart (Part 2)

Your hands n’ your caress traced intimately across a mortal’s flesh a thousand years ago, for 
she is a stranger in the dark of my distant karmic past,  though I know her serenading 
immortal heart sings in this body of mine now…
I refuse to hear your long lost name for I’m afraid to know all those who you loved with such 
lust in this place where you linger by your grave, I only wish to see the sweet beautiful 
memories of the love we made…

No!!! I refuse to hear my long lost name for I’m afraid to know all those who you loved with 
such lust in this place!!! where you transcend your grave, for there is a weaver n’ a loom of 
destiny n’ I’ll not repeat that chant ever again by the sea…
From the castle to the crest, to the sea, to the waves crashing on the rocks, a hundred times 
the journey from the womb to the grave I have made while you lay in your tomb n’ your 
soul yearns in suffering to make amends…

I sense you invite me to listen to your evocation in this prevailing wind, it seduces my skin n’ 
ascends from the depths of my soul from beginning to end, an eternal poetic essay of an 
immortal heart’s legend…
By this ocean of our dreams you tempt me to inhale the perfumed scent though I’ll never 
know whose breath it was that I now breathe in as the wind n’ the moon feathers the sea in 
eternal waves…

Along this coastline the breath of mother earth has nurtured many lovers, lifted angels on 
wings n’ called forth mermaids who play n’ sing on the rocks n’ dance in the shadows with 
the ghosts of shipwrecked sailors in their watery graves but it’s been a thousand years since 
my immortal heart heard a poet...
Today this storm blows across the lands of my ancestors, the siren of your poetic beckoning, 
an incantation travelling the sea n’ time heralds the galloping horses thundering, racing upon 
the shore with the chariot of your enchantment never faltering…

Their manes dancing towards the crest  n’ crash upon the rocks nearby where we made love 
a thousand years ago in the soft familiar sand, your poetic voice romancing the sunset n’ 
painting the waves in glorious tones of carnal lust ...
Within the evening storm clouds I can see the rain though I’ll never know the name of the 
lovers whose thirst it quenched with pleasure or who was cleansed of their pain as the blood 
washed from the rocks upon opening Pandora’s box in their mind n’ lost sight of hope as 
their fateful love turned to dust…


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Five: The Great Destroyer

The thousand arms of Lucy come beating on my door at that very second my instincts set on soul survival first I run and dodge them then I fight the losing fight until I am surrounded by a never ending night every direction wicked I don't know which is best is the fight still worth fighting when we have such little left? A needle in the darkness is suddenly stabbing me everything is a warning caught in hypersensitivity everything destroys me hurts me to the bone but I continue forward until I am far from home Lucifer and his army of degenerated brains existing in a real world like pawns in his warped game the world is all here, with the veil cast upon us you must now ask your God, why would he want us? Why would he need us? when he holds so much power acting brave until the chains pull with such force downward now we are enslaved to the void that forms before us little being known that we are in motion to be the great destroyer


Details | Couplet | |

The Tracks of life

I was once a little train, sitting by the track, Listening to the freight yard’s roar and all the rushing clack When one day came steaming by an engine large and brave My heart did a quiver leap, my wheels a twitter gave Every day when passing by, the more our friendship grew With each fleeting whistle blast, and more each time it blew Then one day in passing, upon his track I went Joyfully to meet him, from wither he was sent Blasting from the distance, an airy cloud of steam I rushed forth to meet him, the engine of my dream Then with shock and wonder, my joy was gone alack! For though we both were meeting, he wasn’t on my track Off into the distance, he chugged and puffed away Sweeping with him pieces of my broken heart that day Often now I wonder, will he come anon? Or was this a chance meeting, and now again he’s gone? The tracks of life are tangled, in the freight yard of our race We meet other engines that hold both heart and place How to live? I wonder, when through our lives there sail Many other engines, that aren’t upon our rail Will we grow quite bitter, when those meetings on the tracks Seem to mock the aching heart for all the love it lacks? May each little engine take heed to what I bade This life below is scattered, with meetings on the grade Take each passing whistle not as one of gloom Pushing back the others, and making itself room I will always cherish, that engine bold and brave Remembering now with fondness, the joy to me he gave But now into the distance, I hear upon the breeze That fleeting cry of freedom, upon which my heart did seize Once every while, I gaze sadly down his track But in my little engine heart, he’s never coming back And so I hold those memories close, and never do I fail For God had a reason for our meeting on the rail


Details | I do not know? | |

Titantic Life

we're all just dancing on the deck of our own Titantic
 
some about to swim in the Pacific
 
others about to drown in the Atlantic
 
some staring up into the sky
 
thinking how tiny the world is
 
others thinking it's gigantic
 
some of us are running for our lives
 
some are saving our children and wives
 
some are rearranging the chairs
 
some are walking elegantly down the stairs
 
some are playing a beautiful tune
 
some are staring up at the beautiful moon
 
some are looking down below
 
some are climbing into lifeboats and beginning to row
 
some are worrying about what will be
 
some are grateful for what once was
 
some are praying
 
while others are playing
 
many are crying
 
as others are cheating and lying
 
a few are treasuring the beautiful view
 
staring at the beauty inside of me and you
 
ready for a new life and ready to start anew


Details | Free verse | |

Depression Wars

What's the matter?
Are you worn-out?
Are you fatigued and tired?
Oh...please don't speak
I’ll help you out in no time
Just take your time to heal 

Rest on my shoulder
if it helps you
Loosen up the strain
and be lead charitably like a train
on its train tracks 

You need your rest
I could tell by the absence of your energy
spreading across your body and soul
It was my lucky guess
I must confess
that I felt insecure and hopeless
without you there
Oh...I can't bear
The thought of you
Leaving me behind
and unwanted in the street

I'm struggling with this
depression wars
I can't fight it
alone
I tried to fight
the useless tears,
the countless fears,
taking over me

I didn't mean to show
all that filthy anger
that crafts quarrels

Now I'm trying hard
To scrub the filthiness
Deep inside of me

This unwanted depression--
I haven't ever asked for it
I'm fighting this depression wars
now and forever
for you

My burdened soul cries for help
It wells up in pain
Why must I be
Messed up?
Screwed up?

Don't tell me that I'm
ignorant...self-centered
I've never asked
for this feeling of 
repulsive remorse 

Are you willing
to leave all our regrets behind,
taking us away from tranquil life?
Are you willing
to fight this depression wars
together as a team?

(this poem is based on a character I made a while back)


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Good Morning To Betrayal -2-

5...4...3...2......1..GO! 
Get ready to release yourself from deep waters
Land on high grounds
Thrills surrounding your awed temptations

3...2...1.. 
You are ready to take your first flight!!!    
To a wondrous
Space of wonders

Good morning to a space glimpse!

Luminous happiness sweltering
From a secure, sincere sunshine 
Peeking from scarless sun
Careless of the background

Space of wonders
You'll be always remembered 
In my photographing memory
Cherished as my own child
Remain mild...control the ship in a sprinkled space

Space of wonders
How could you mutter those
Floating inspirations?

Tripping on every verse
Keeping track of space life
Full of energy and renewal 

The commotion from Earth
Has been on the duelist 
It's inspired for awhile 
Replaced with a remarkable universe
 
Space of wonders
How could you burn our hearts with threatening passion?
Hugging us in compassion
How could you mutter those
Floating aspirations? 
Cherished as my own 
favorite memory 

Good morning to space life
Devious and uncontrollable
As slick as many criminals
Working as a one big team
To circulate around
The main sequence of trouble

Glisten as the star-filled sky
Along with warm, heartening rain

Good morning...
To you, oh glorious soul!

Your vision shown in space
Rolling in your circular face
Thrilling and tripping unsteadily
With an unstable way of living 

Close the scene for a lightyear moment
Feel our diversity

Watch the stars roam about like syrup rubbing against a soft, puffy 
pancake 

Take your flight, you sunlit fairy
On a cloudless, scarlet sky

Shining as the sun
Swiftly diving down as a surfing dude
Open as the driven waves,
trusting the possible tasks

Put your task aside for now 
Save it for leftovers
We are arriving in our zoo-like cage
Suitable for excitement and ominous worries

Welcome royal destiny!
Arriving on the doorstep of your front door

Along with a letter saying:

"Goodbye to midnight bliss!
Good morning to a kiss of gleaming space of wonder!"


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THE PAIN BEFORE THE PRAISE

we all like to do things that make us feel good
we all like to do things that we feel we should
we don't want that feel good sensation to come to an end
even if it winds up costing us the loss of family, jobs or friends

but everything that feels good is not acceptable to Christ
as somethings that make you feel good may cause some struggle or strife
but feeling good is not the only reason that God gave us life
He wants us to feel good but not at a sacrifice
for the sacrifice was already given at Calvary on the cross
when Jesus gave His life so that ours would not be lost

for there is no pain without some praise
no glory without some gloom
no Easter without Good Friday
and no resurrection without the Tomb

in life there will be some rain, there will be some dark days
remember while on the cross Jesus to His Father He did say
My God, My God why hath thou forsaken Me?
what have I ever done to merit this misery?

when we find ourselves in situations and feel that from us God has strayed
we get angry, frustrated and discouraged and don't even bother to pray
we then call on Father God and have the nerve to ask him why
has He allowed us to go through stuff that makes us break down and cry

yes, there will be some pain that comes before praise
for after the hurt comes the healing when the hands of God are raised
God said His grace is sufficient for when we're weak He'll be strong
God said that when we trust in Him we will never go wrong

so journey down that dark highway of life towards your salvatiion
God said He'll be the light at the end of your final destination
so only do things that feel good but are also pleasing to God
and no matter what you go through keep Him always in your heart


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Longer Days Deeper Trouble

You are glistening 
Upon a eloquent design 
I claim it…it’s mine
Paint me a brighter day
without gluttony…
without trouble 
I’ll be captivated in an
everlasting utopia
Look! Here comes a beam
from the sunshine
I claim it…it’s mine 
Glistening
Captivated in
Complete delusion

Deeper trouble occurs…
The day grows longer
I can’t stand it
any longer 
It’s as hectic as ever
this weather 
Isn’t what I endeavor

I don’t have much
To hang on to
Just to be true
I’ll always appreciate you
Your adoring aroma 
Caught in a glimpse
of fantasies
catches my nightmares
and places all my fears
in a fond jar 

I disappear
 in a despairing tide
falling…failing
helplessly…
hoarsely…
unsaved against
a river of mellowness 
earning a kiss
from the wild east 
at last…seeking my feast

Slowly and steady
Do I watch the waterfall
pass away as the years
slip away…drying up inside

Fix the faucet
and deny the tundra
and shroud me as an umbrella
Disappear into a superb dream
Work as a team
drown the misty waters
Bring me to life

Are you looking for trouble?
Watch the day expand…double
Work as a team
Circulate around a mist of dreams
and drench the nightmares to disgrace
Are you looking for trouble?
Watch the day expand and double

Patiently…unsteadily,
I wait for a vibrant day,
feeling sporadic…
ripping away the sweltering
irregular expansion 
Are you looking for trouble?
Watch the day expand and double

Slowly and steady
Do I watch the waterfall
pass away as the years
slip away…drying up inside

I’ll suggest you wait awhile
to wash up the longer days
and decreasing the deeper trouble

I disappear ultimately 
 in a despairing tide
falling…failing
helplessly…
hoarsely…
unsaved against
a river of mellowness 
earning a kiss
from the wild east 
eventually…
seeking my feast
gliding against
a most mellowest 
Tide 


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Shadows Reflections

Dimness showers over the whole time 
It's time... to leave
It's time... to believe
I am gone...I am left behind
only to find
your shadows...shaded beneath
you are gone....destined to die
I was there once upon a time,
lying in despair...looking up at the beautiful sky
only to say my last goodbye
to your
shadows...
it shows your sickening reflections
it shows
your tear-jerking rejections
dimness shows in your face
I can't keep pace...I can't find a place...
to rest...I'm trying my best
to forget your
shadows...reflections
I lay in darkness
drenched in tears that only reflect your reflections...
your sorrow beckons
I chase after
your shadows...your reflections...
I said my last goodbye

Can you accept it?
Or would you do me a favor, 
and find another place to
recollect yourself?


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Tornado

Look up in the sky! Such a frightening sight! the winds are a churning in horizontal flight!

It started with hail slamming down to the ground, then no showboating, things were floating, when you looked all around, I saw a cow, I don,t know how, being lifted up in the air!

Confounded and astounded, I must find a way to get out of here!

Suddenly! through the dark cloud a strange thing did appear, an extremely loud funnel cloud, that my eyes and ears could not bear.

A huge and great menace, it moved most supernaturally, this wondrous wind wonder hadn't left me anyplace to flee!

With nowheres to run and lil time left to wait, I threw out my hands in prayer and accepted my fate.


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The veil of the under rug swept prophet part 2

Seventy thousand years and we are still fighting over religion.... Not the best 
image to hold anything up to and then praise
I can only tell u pieces of this mystery my soul tells me again and again
Of why the world is like this
Revolving around the truth of four sentences
Three planes of existence
One prophet here to become a god and be come like a conductor of an intricate 
train set

I have witnessed beauty turn ugly in time
And summers go cold in the winter
And as my godmother creatively throws me away to remind me I'm truly not 
human
I look toward the telepathic dreams I have of giants
to rediscover the driving force
As to why we are trying to hunt down men overseas working to revolutionize their 
backyards
That they have spent living centuries of terror in
Backed into a corner of horror and mental anguish and pain
Where all they could do out of survival was rise against 
Even if it meant with equal force of carrying a gun

Jesus spent 3 days in hell
struck a deal with the devil
I spent centuries there to crawl from that nightmare to be born into this one
To find the footsteps and pieces of the shattered veil of ignorance being bliss
I believe I am more of a hero for being more of a man for taking my punishment
I didn’t deserve
For a test he failed 
That turned my joke into hell and blackmailed a favorite angel
to come to this earth to try to understand man's plan to fix whatever the prophet 
that is there between the lines of destiny
predicted pulling strings wove and his vengeance struck down
70 thousand years of betray al and punishment
Living in a dark place amongst all of this god’s pain of paranoia and mental 
anguish I thought was mine
To realize the prophet full well knew this destiny was coming
and all he could do was cry
Now living in this s earth of oxymoron’s and questions and hunting shadows and 
footsteps asking questions myself and finding answers I’m learning to read 
between the lines
3 days is easy of a punishment you don’t deserve for a test of betrayal where as 
a favorite angel punished for an eternity for god's will to become an actor is an 
enlightenment only the prophet with his four demons can fully comprehend how 
to mend



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nightmares

the taste of air, dry on your tongue,
the sounds of nothing, of songs unsung.
the feeling of ghost bumps, prickling your neck,
the smell of blood, bodies are wrecked.
the view of darkness, the sky and stars
these are what nightmares are.

the smile of a friend, as they realize their fate.
the tears on your face, 'cause you know its to late.
the laugh of a murderer, cocking his gun,
the scream of a kid, as he has his fun.
street lights, abandoned cars,
these are what nightmares are.

the voices plotting inside your head,
the monsters screaming under your bed.
he feeling os someones eyes or your neck,
the scrape of a blade as it puts you to death.
your arms, the regretful scars
these are what nightmares are.


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M.P.F.

Many good memories darken
As the shadows of loneliness and inner pain settle in.
Repeatful mistakes coming along with revolutionary lessons,
Increasing inner strength each day.
Secretly crying in the night,
Simply killing the sadness in pure daylight,
Aspiring to be an amazing inspiration to all nations.

Planning constantly,
Always achieving all she can.
Interpreteting her dreams and sign,
Gaining as much knowledge and wisdom as she can,
Elevating to the next level.

Flaming strong spirit, so warm,
Accumulating fiery soul,
Rushing through the cold.
Innerly fighting, courageously,
Eagerly hoping all her struggling will be worth it.
She will never officially give up...


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End hold

human kind

Confused and blind

Filled with lust

Having no trust

It is the end of us

 

The time in nearing

It's coming close

Watch and listen

There is no hope

 

The only plan is my own

Only shared with whom iv'e told

 

It may be dark

It may be bleak

But strong and bold

I will uphold those i know have

true worth of their soul


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Suicide from a cliff

Standing back from the edge
Im hurting do bad
Cutting cant bury the pain
I cant bleed it out anymore.
Sobbing for what I couldnt had-
Shouldve had,
I find myself at the brink
Rocky hills surround me
Staring out over the world
Reaching with my arms
Looking up into the clear sky
I scream 
With no one to hear;
To listen to me rave about my life
My f***** up family;
Nobody listened,
When I was crying.
When my heart was breaking,
I had no one to love me.
When all hope was gone,
There was no shoulder to cry on.
No one even care
If I just disappeared.
Now the loneliness is unbearable
So I take one look back
Then face open air
Far below,
The falls roar menacingly.
I lean out
The foaming water and jutting rocks
Rush towards me;
I close my eyes
Beautiful sensation of flying 
Then nothingness...


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The Beauty and the Beast -part 1- Hideous versus Beautiful

The Beast: The smoke is in the opposite direction of me . ..... .. . 
When I look at myself in the cracked mirror,
At first glance, I'm hideous as hell on Mount Everest! I’m not looking my best
Enraged out of all control
Sorry for discouraging myself in front of you – 
At least I’m not head over heels over myself and my looks, which could crack any mirror that reflects my every revolting feature – 
My body, my face, my everything!
The Beauty (Belle): Don’t talk that way, you modest, negative Beast! 
The sweet aroma of flower blossoms is heading my direction! 
I’m thrilled to have you and I sharing our affection, healing my infection in my heart – you saved me from the guy with a muscular and hairy body by the name of Gaston! 
Thanks for allowing me to go the opposite direction! 
He said weird, flirtatious things that made me speechless, yet uncomfortable
I'm beautiful now! Thanks for this gift of such a precious dress! I must confess I fell in love with it! 
Everything works out in the end, even if I go through obstacles again and again – 
You’re always there, my most beloved, furry friend! 
Let’s run an errand…shall we do so? I don’t mean to offend!
The Beast: Teach me how to read! 
I need to be taught good manners, especially at the table as you saw my poor manners last night at the dinner table! 
Teach me to have a good way of living by being a proper, gentle, kindhearted, intelligent, and independent human being like you…
I bet you and I will have a good future spent with each other…
I know I was mean and cruel, but I’ve changed for the better just for your sake! 
Can you join me for dinner!
The Beauty (Bell): Sure. Why not?
The Beast: *in his head* I think we’re meant to be with each other forevermore! 
The Beauty (Belle): *in her head* You’re the one that I cherish and adore – just like reading a new, enchanting series…I can’t help, but fall victim to your well-spoken words and I’ve read books that were a similar genre to you, however, they weren’t as well-written, wondrous, and wonderful like yours. 
Belle: Can you help me with my chores, my darling Beast? 
The Beast: Sure! I’ll do anything for you! I’d transform into a human…all for you, sweetheart…..


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BAGHDAD

Arms raised high.
Fists  tight,  to the sky.
Head thrust back, teeth clenched.
The rain pouring down, overhead.
The lightening flashes, thunder crashes.
Tears washed away, by deluge and spray.

I am bruised and bleeding everywhere.
Eyes bloodshot, a fixed stare.
I shout out loud.
HELP  I  DIE.
No one listens to my cry.

Is this the end, of all my dreams?
Love and hope, finished it seems.
I was promised happiness, if I was good.
This promise has not stood.
The Devil has his way.
Pain, and death, have there  sway.

I have been beaten, tortured and shot.
Humanity they had not.
The wrong place I came.
So was ready game.
In Baghdad, this is the way.
They treat you today.

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What you are made up to be

foolish within that shows through the skin, you're hopeless but hoping for the worst for me. I don't care for you, and never will. You will see when you burn in hell, in the future near you'll see that I wasn't the one wrong, so don't try to be sincere. You think it's all about you, when the truth is no one wants anything to do with you. You've already over thought it all, and now you're all alone starring at the wall. I bet you realize now that the pain you feel you caused yourself. Within in all, comes the suffering of withdraw. All the pills that you've swallowed won't save your sorrow.


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Clock Watching Agency Idiots

Clock Watching Agency Idiots 
Numerous times I have joined a work placement agency to do a mind numbing brain dead moron work, been on the poverty line. Hard up, broke. Take your documents in, sign on the dotted line and you belong to us right now. Send me to a crap place with crap people for crap money for a crap agency. Staff UK sent me to Constellation Luggage in a run down Victorian cotton mill, £3.60 per hour. Sorting out suitcases busting your balls emptying cargo containers, stacked floor to ceiling, from Red China. Up to three separate places on as many days when I worked a week. If the idiots have not paid me the week later, where was I at? At Fashion Logistics sorting out clothes; you can’t even take a crap without the idiots interrogating you. Don’t like it there? Walk home down the motorway from Castleton to Oldham, be picked up by the Old Bill. Taxi! 
To Rescource agency, to be placed at Bernstein plc, Middleton. Now shut. A real flat pack craphole! C’mon you idiots! First the bits flat into the boxes, have to beat the record! Xxx many thousands, beat the other line! You lad, who me? Yes, you! You haven't put the piece in flat, we had to stop the line. Frig you, I don’t give a frick, I’m only here coz they won’t give me my dole. I left another crap job - Park Cakes mental asylum. I eye up all the birds all day and listen to the radio, c’mon 4pm! Agency idiots at Rescource agency even charge me £3 a day for the privilege of going to their crap job. The boss is okay, short skirt and bare legs, I’d dance close to her. Late night drinks in Manchester for this Yorkshire bint. I waited one and half hours once to be picked up, at 5.30pm - guess who drove thru the gates to the small pond/nature reserve in her Pug206? Kerry to meet her fuck, didn’t give a hell about me. Then my lift came, idiot, no doubt as your lover ravished you, Bernstein plc style. 
After that crap I went on the dole for nearly a year, 2001. My, it was a sweet time paid for doing frick all but my book “Juniper’s Daughter”. I did other agency work, same old shit but cash went up slightly. Real crapholes like Shiloh by Primetime Placement agency, Primetime hicks. The gelled up prick in a shirt who drove a new Golf said to me: “We have a cushy (crap) job, we can’t seem to fill it. Not sure why?”(You should try this, you idiot). I lasted two weeks, I wonder why? Packing nappies for Welsh pensioners! Guess what? I packed all the wrong ones on purpose, how funny is that? I worked with a professional Bangladeshi gang member who was going straight, after killing a man in a car crash, a psycotic metal head and a burned out 30-year-old ex-rocker. My boss was a cow, he told me off for swearing on my first morning, the idiot. Guess what I did? Went on the dole again and stayed there three long poverty stricken lazy years doing my poems in my mouldy council flat. 
Did a bit more agency work with Esprit agency at DTS—that was okay. I loved working with the girls, some hot ones there! I used to dream about them when I got home. 
Other agency work I did was crap in more ways than one, moving crap for Epping council at Cory Enviromental with New Wave agency, Aug and Sep06. Finished that, onto the dole again, not in smelly Oldham but in posh Essex! How I’ve moved up in the world. Was on it six months. What will I do next? More crap agency work? I’m registered with Blue Arrow, Triangle, Adecco and one I forget. Not got a single day’s work, what does that say? All crap! Run by southerners. 
I won’t mention my temp to perm crap jobs that weren’t agency but here’s a taster – Littlewoods, Glyn Webb, Dunelm and Adomast come on down! I nearly forget, one agency put me down as a fork lift truck driver at a craphole hire and fire ’em place called Metool. Yet I was told I would be a van driver’s mate and then a lorry driver, not flt. What the frick’s going on? I walked out halfway thru my 3rd day. The dole is calling…all crap! 
As the years pass, so do the shit agencies in-between free government cash. After I moved back north I was on the dole for three and a half years. I finally got a job back in the biggest craphole in Oldham - Park Cake Bakery! Run by two agencies, both crap: Gi Group and Alpha. Had an interview with Alpha. Idiot who ran it liked a certain team; I don't. No job. Then Gi Group and I was putting cherries on cakes again. For 11 months I did it before I did my grand walk out and left the dump. 
After that I did some agency courses. Castleview were pleasant Gerordie lasses. Did the course. The promised job interview never turned up. A letdown. Twit! Number 2 agency course was ok. I had the interview but never got the job. Why? Screwing the system. Before I emigrated, I registered with Blue Arrow and did five weeks at Littlewoods, Shaw. Four weeks training to get up to speed, a weeks work including New Year's Day and then laid off! Nobbers! No more agency idiots messing me about doing muppet work. 
I've emigrated out of craphole!


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POST MY REPLY

I stab my aggrivating computer in loathe 
Strike me on fire...below the stove

It's still loading...
giving me loads of trash 
Throw me in the treshold for crying out loud!
Oh, I have something to mend-- looks like a rash!
I'm swinging upside down; I'm in total doubt! 

I relied on my reply!
Look how it repays me--
It purposely deletes my post
I'd rather you except it, you maddening control-freak!
Ah, I really need to hold my tongue...

Computers are absolutely unpredictable (a total distraction I must add!)
Much like math of some sort-- solving a bogus fraction!

PLEASE just post my reply!
I would be greatly appreciated!


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Movements of a Distant Sun

Far out in the
cosmos
A cloud of gas 
Has become a sun
On earth we watch it's movements
We consider the
distant star
Have civilizations 
grown up there
Have other voices lifted 
in song?
From that distant 
system
What can we know 
of them?
Travelers on another 
Sphere
And what can we know of them?
Are they peering out at our world?
Through the immense darkness
What do they think of our creations?
Or are they indifferent?
Content to be observed
And never casting an eye
Upon the sphere we call home


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Turning Anguish part 1

5/21/11-5/22/11
I rule over the night
undaunted with all my might
I have time to spare all I can bare
Watching the hand chime 
tugging…pushing…shoving
through whirling toil
that feed the spoil
Perplexing strife
refusing to give up 
Power and torment 
 
We are too caught up in our own power
and ruling over each passing moment
each passing night…destroying the twin towers
 
Who’s doing all the blaming?
Who’s choosing our faults?

I’m tossed…shifting around with uncontrolled anguish 
Zipping…tripping over rambling bolts
spiraling into a mad house
Don’t enchant your intolerable voice
I see no love dwelling in this household
Do you seek for your power…
you insufferable traitor?

Seeking our upcoming doom
brewing strife in the heap of ruins
brewing strife while we still leave room
to obey and remain under power
You are assuming the worst 
father…mother…
rule over the passing anguish…circling around
stumbling around…not aware 
Hey you! play fair

Behave and stay awhile
before you feed the fire that holds sheer vile
Allow love to not be thrown away
into another pile

I grasp no love engrained 
In our giving garden
that plants ceaseless approval  
Pardon my faults
I was far from comforting sleep

Dread is driven mysteriously 
Through an endless night
Moving on the tracks 
Forming into an alarming train

Who’s doing all the blaming?
Who’s choosing our faults?
Who did the labor suitably?

worthwhile father…pleasure-seeking mother
Don’t enchant your intolerable voices
and expect us to listen sensibly 
Demanding us to do labor
and assist our displeased neighbor
Why do you melt the delight away?
Throwing away a flavor of ecstasy
and put us to glove-less labor
without putting our favor and opinion
into the overlooked pile

Burning agony
dries the buried glee
Saved for a grieving moment
Playing like a warped tune… unable to express
solitude that develops in the heart
raped by the ragged uncertainties 
without taking heed of our pleas

These desirable moments
Cherished in the deplorable journey 
They weren’t acknowledged by power
Love in those days were brand new
Do you have a clue?
they were cherished...
Bountiful…
stranded in a deserted past
in merciful beauty…caught under the spell

Where did that come to pass?
Where’s the love?
Who’s doing all the blaming?
Who’s choosing our faults?


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Power

                                                           A Will For Power Is Nothing More
                                                    A twisted ivy briars in desolate vague response
                                                 Deep inside the reality is we are all the same
                                                To the caged barbarian to the hero's gain
                                           
                                               Power was the same as Satan in his pride
                                              Like some illusion we will often run away & hide
                                
                                                 Yet still deep inside the valley high ramification
                                               Sought through the exchange in viable haze;
                                               Lukewarm modesty in some purple chase
 
                                               Instead, I visualize power as in an illusion;
                                                 Fought back the tears with a smile,

                                               A heart fixed in warm hysteria
Lost


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The Great Pretender

I want to write the perfect poem
 
I know it's out there somewhere
 
Searching for home
 
I want to sing the world's most beautiful song
 
I know it's out there somewhere
 
Longing to belong
 
I want to paint the most beautiful scene
 
With all of Vincent's beautiful colors
 
Red, blue, yellow, purple, lavender and green
 
I want to write the picture perfect ending
 
I want you to love me
 
But I shouldn't go on pretending


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Ribcage - As Smooth As Butter - Chapter 2

Split apart your ribcage, Open up the corridors in your mind, let me crawl in This feeling of grief and panic instantly zips through me Ripping my hopes into shreds of worthless paper I will endure...I will endure... The pain you inflict upon me I'm in captivity... dead silence and loneliness blend well In this living hell! Alone, I try to rip it open Climb inside of my wounds again and again and again You drive me insane…buckled tight unto my seat You made me chained inside your body– that’s just neat! I won’t miss a day without you… When I find a way to unlock my soul I will find the key to loosen the chains and slip out of them You have no clue…what I’m going to do What I have planned out all along You made me feel like a fool in front of everybody – I don’t feel like I belong…why do I feel so wrong? Why do I feel so right from deep within? But, to no avail...you win! You win for sure...everything's caving in Caving in on me and I'm trapped in the debris Left in the debris for so long... I'm living among the dead...in this grave-like place called Hell Didn't you notice I fell? I fell into the black hole of my mind I'm puzzled in this maze... Let me sway away... Let me flutter away... Like a butterfly out of its cocoon I'm trapped! Let me depart I'm lost! Find me a compass! We welcome the sun…x2 While I lie in my solitary cave of a ribcage We’ll survive the run before the day’s gone I know you and I are (on a different page) x2 Please don't hurt me with your thoughtless words Release me from this ribcage along with a thousand birds The compass attached with your necklace will show you the way to go You and I will discover God’s jubilant glow Without you, I see my true colors Without you lingering round me, I wonder how you do As you walk away, your body blurs You have gone away…you have strayed away from the truth The truth that will set you free from bondage, Overpowering you Taking over you...haunting you... Taking advantage of your fear It feeds off of fear...if you only knew What her intentions are, oh dear... She IS the most deceptive women She captures to fool with open arms She appears attractive to all men She's a pool of kerosene and charms! She's as smooth as butter...but instead, She cuts me in half like a chainsaw I was emotionally unstable and she devoured me like bread She used me as her victim! She ate me raw
Like butter on toast That, my friends, is not something to boast about!


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The Falling: part I

Noise. 

Loud noise.

but it was not just noise, no, not to her.
It was the wild cries from the heavens, calling out to her, reassuring her that everything will be ok, that there is somebody out there who understands, who is just like her.
She emerges from her throne, in her cold, abandon dungon, in her lonly, abandon castle where she is kept prisoner. Kept prisoner from her dreams, her temptations, herself.

Serenity.
Bliss.

The scent stunns her.
Memories from her former life proceed to play like a movie in her memory...
a movie that she can not pause, can not forget.
She stumbles, -afraid to move for the thought that this magical moment may dissapear if she becomes too hasty- to her only escape.
Destroying the barriers that stand in her path.

Ice cold.
Refreshing.
The tiny rain drops fall from the sky,
releasing her temporarily from her own personal hell.
From judgment.
From criticism.
From the abandonment that overpowers her.

Lifting her pale, desolate face to the sky
she lets the rain wash away...
Wash away the hate
Wash away the pain
Wash away the lonliness
Wash away her...in the end.

She cries.
No one would notice, the rain unselfishly disguises her pain so any on lookers would assume that the moisture is just from the malicious storm.
The wind.
So rude, so loud, whips past her.
Attempting to knock the fragile being to the ground.
But she is strong, stronger than she thinks.
She is not phased by it's attempt.
Mother nature is kind.
The heavens cry out again,
begging the young girl to remember, to be happy.
But she cannot.
She can't breath.
She can't think.
Her heart stopped beating a long time ago.
Stopped dead in her lonly, broken chest,
and the heavens cannot understand why

No one can.
But no ones ever tried.
Suddenly, the vicious winds attack her once more,
this time getting a reaction.
A violent tremmor shakes her body
raising goosebumbps on her skin.
She barely notices.
Her imagination runs free, 
unleashing all her memories, all her former happiness.
They all consist of Him.....


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the sounds of my life

"moo" goes the cow, the story book says
"slice" goes the knife through your best friends head
"whish" goes the wind through the pitch black night
these are the sounds of my life.

"shuffle" goes the feet creeping in the hall
"help" goes the girl her very last call
the silence of tears because of this knife
these are the sounds of my life.

"scratch" goes the chalk on the teachers board
"click, boom" goes the bomb on an electric cord
"sob" goes the man who lost his wife
these are the sounds of my life.


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leave it

scorching eyes,
set ablaze,
by your emotions,
trapped in a daze,

knowing its pointless,
you watch from afar,
wishing my love,
wishing on a star,

i loved you once,
yes its true,
but that was then,
now im through,

i don't hate you,
our love is no more,
while im moving on,
youre still on the floor,

but that makes no sense,
or didn't you see,
when wrapped in the arms of someone else,
you lost me,

so give it up,
let me go,
find a needle,
your regrettful wounds you sow.


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gone fishin for mermaids

from lifeless and dull,
to shimmering bright,
the heart of my love,
she now holds too tight,
breaking him once,
was never her plot,
all this time,
it was her love he sought,
only to find,
her eyes gone cold,
i watched from afar,
the disaster unfold,
i'm out for blood,
she though she was clever,
i've gone fishin for mermaids,
i'll be back...well never.


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The Definition

I am the definition...
I am the definition Of sorrow; I am grief-stricken. 
I am the definition Of hope; I am reaching forward. 
I am the definition Of a broken heart; I am falling hard. 
I am the definition Of contentment; I am sated.
I am the defintion Of fear; I am a cowering lamb.
I am the definition Of courage; I am like a lion. 
I am the definition Of hatred; I am poison. 
I am the definition Of love; I am a beating heart.
I am the definition Of what you think...


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I Found the Devil

I'm severred from life
A million miles south of Heaven
But childrenplease don't cry
I'll be fine, it'll work out
Unless before then I die
Just keep your chin up
And let Will take you in

I fear we're not alone
I stil wonder...sometimes
Is it Gabriel? Lucifer?

Just picked up and spit out
Chewed but not swallowed
You despise the taste
Cut me, beat me, rape me
I'm totally different now
Dreaming of what I only know

And if I caught myself
Trying to kill myself
Would I stop?
Because of you, Kristina, I'll never be the same

--So there I was
Lying there crying, bleeding, and dyin as I write
I felt alone and alienated
But then I found Trinity


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Confronted By A Pacifist

The war
is the beginning of conflict 
and our rampant screeches are implicit 
The weak will be treated,
but confrontation will always be repeated
	
Undying failure
Confrontation is the only option
You’ll endure…surrender
Be fair…be aware
because we’ll fight with bare
hands will transform
to fists
and we have no time
for pacifists

The blood smeared 
On the weapons
Doubling our army
Double the agonizing shouts
Trotting in frustration
When will this aggressiveness end?

Confront the poor
And the pacifists
And fight the rich
And the mere fools
With armor
made of hard material
remain unsteady
In your filthy ditch
And make an effort
To make your last pitch
Because I’m over…
I’m done with you all
I’ll not listen to your fear-lurking call
remain unsteady
In your filthy ditch
And make an effort
To make your last pitch

Are you ever pacifist?
Don’t lift up your wretched fist
Or I’ll smear it in the mist
Don’t play me as a fool

The warfare
is the beginning of conflict 
and our rampant screeches are implicit 
The weak will be treated,
but confrontation will always be repeated

Confrontation will eventually
take its toll
Please…
don’t take it as a foolish game  
So be aware
and play fair
or I’ll tear 
your amusement…your greed
and smear it on your
destructible weapons


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ronin 32

Stone pebbles crush beneath my sandals
All thoughts of passion and desire now quiet
and kept deep within me locked away for now
Duty demands my return 
pace quickening
if nothing more than distraction from myself
A return to the warrior once again
Who tramples quick and hard upon this road
as if his feet hate the earth itself


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Ronin my own heart 32

High upon this hill of long grass we sit in repose staring off in the distance
down upon the valley and village of our youth
the sun is setting in the sky and I feel its fading warmth
pushing us toward winter pushing me back toward duty and my destiny
but my dream is now with you at my side and nothing to want or worry
A child runs with purpose against the blowing grasses
This child your child your boy left as a gift and testament from his father
runs quickly into your welcoming arms winded breathing a familiar innocence
out into this undeserving world
the weight of my purse has become burdensome as it presses against
my sword and side I rip it free from my body
this bloodprice bloodmoney I have never had a use for until now
Possibly to do good could justify the price it has cost my conscience
Freely I pass it over to you 
As the wind blows between us you know
soon I will be gone


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Crimson

The air is heavy with musk

                That deep sensual scent that wraps around

   The mind and chokes away sanity

It smothers the smell of sweat and cheap perfume

As he tries to wipe her crimson from his

  Starched white collar

He throws some lifeblood in red-light's direction

          He doesn't see her drink his life blood

   Doesn't feel

Anything

When

(Standing on a raining corner)

    She asks another man to bleed for her

                So this man too can taste her crimson

He's there staring in the streaked mirror

in a cheap

motel bathroom

Wiping at the collar

                Wiping at the evidence

Trying to hide

Behind the flashing neon lights that filter through

                The cracked venetian blinds. 


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Silent Wars -2-

My screams are void
Throughout the circulation of this solid room
Distracted by the solemn night
Interrupted by blurred groans
Sincere in its integrity 

Drums are beating, 
eating away the deserted sanctuary
Echoes of cruel sounds mix together 
as the wind formulates around an unavoidable night 

Silent wars has awaken from its casket
Rising up to kidnap the faithful and discernment building up in the household
Kidnapping the love
Throwing away sincere awareness

I finally could utter a few questions to you...

Tell me...who wins? 
Who has gone astray...missing forever?

I finally will tell you the distinguished truth 

Frankly, my dear friend, 
No one knows in silent wars


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Cemented Ink

I’m in the position of a responsible orphan
I’m left with no plan…abandoned
I turn aside from being caught up in denial, though I’m stumbling
upon affliction and bafflement, entangling me in its web
These unkempt, cemented words—they are strapping
The griminess searing through my skin and bone
I’m left in the chambers of my words

How can I talk myself out of this position?

They are cemented to my soul,
decaying in debris…chained to envy and fear
I write down my experiences with cemented ink

My fear-binding words weigh me down,
cemented with bewilderment 
My toes trickle with grime…my life is but a frown
My body becomes weak… leaving me with a print

My depression dunks my head down

I write down my feelings with layered ink 
Decaying in filth…chained to fury and terror
Chipping my soul…peeling away everything I adore

I am demolishing along with 
my last lick of luck 

How can I get out of here?
I’m left to find my own way out
The draftiness singeing through me…goose bumps 
leaving scars of tousled emotions—they are strapping 

These portraying words crawl in my cranium…
Perturbing my every thought
Abandoning all the doubtless hopes…entangled with uncertainty
My worries are shot
With ink…
blotching my heart 

I’m unprepared on my flight
I’m in the position of a bewildered orphan…
 lost in the ink-cemented night


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Old flame

A fiery rage burns inside my heart.
I placed it there when things fell apart.
And I dream someday I can put it out.
That pieces of me wont be left lying around.
Ive hidden away so that I can escape.
Because this anger in me has turned into hate
A long overload of pain and regret.
Has left me in shame and I just cant forget.


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Bitter

The truth shall set you free,
Run, stumble and fall,
It comes for you,
None were as passionate as we.
Irresistible your call,
It comes for me, too,
But the truth is a painful illusion,
All we ever wanted,
Our mind's blinded delusion,
Turned in what we hated,
As passion becomes intrusion.
Love is wasted,
Truth is mere confusion,
Bitter once tasted.


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to see the future

Possibility the hope of a better outcome down the long beaten trail.
A glimpse into the future what will it bring what obstacles will it entail.
Tomorrow holds the key to the secrets of life and the enigma called man.
Uncertainty grips me tight over chest a mortal outside of some grander plan.
Eyes of flesh are blind to moments outside there primitive reach.
If only i could bend the path of time what wonders i could teach.
Will I see a world in unity and trust or will it stay the same hanging on doom.
Divine guidance or newest science can let any being see past there tomb
Sensation over my eyes seconds pass and i believe this is long awaited vision.
Color painted walls play out the scene no god no religion.
Impact of my quick return to the present time and the relative space.
The truth of the puzzle is impossible to accept cant look it face to face
A subtle fear engulfs my soul now I know things no mortal should know
My quest complete with no satisfaction life should pass slow.
Burning my vision the future scenes re played and I'm losing my mind.
With a knife i dig out both moist orbs pain is great instantly blind.
Maybe now i can live  out my days an eyeless old fool
Faint tired i fall to the ground loss to much blood I'm expiring in my own viscous red pool


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Demons Below

go ahead with the the lies coming out of your mouth when you know that in the end the truth all comes out. everytime you go to bed, the demons awaken your soul to torcher and tear away what's left of your control. they'll tear you apart, don't underestimate the power of the dead when they just began to start. for each sin you've made comes another demon on the way. just remember there's no good in the world anymore, so there's no point in trying to lock your door. evil spelled backwards is live so evil is what we live for. don't try and deny it because if you really think about it anyone can defy it.


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Downright Fraught

Drip…Drip…Drip…
Don’t let the blood drip or we’ll be 
Caught…Caught…Caught…

Trip…Trip…Trip…
Don’t expose our weaknesses or we’ll be
Fought… Fought… Fought…

Rip…Rip…Rip…
Don’t MAKE any sudden racket or we’ll be
Shot…Shot…Shot…

Slip…Slip…Slip…
Don’t unleash our shame or we’ll be
Sought…Sought…Sought…

Depend on your defense and fight all those outrageous minions!

Gettah—grip…grip…grip…
Don’t fret, dear orphans, or we’ll remain
Fraught…Fraught…Fraught…

Don’t let it—slip…slip…slip…
Don’t repeat our name or we’ll be
Bought…bought…bought…

DO NOT—skip…skip…skip!
Don’t roam about or you’ll land in an uncanny  
Lot…lot…lot…

Don’t zone out or you’ll face your outlandish fears!

Well, gettah grip…grip…grip… 
Don’t plunge unto the forest ground or you’ll be outtah
Breath...Breath…Breath

RIP…RIP…RIP…
If you don’t abide by the rules, you’ll meet your
DEATH! DEATH! DEATH!

So, gettah grip…grip…grip…
You don’t wanna be enveloped in our
Wrath…Wrath…Wrath…

Slip…Slip…Slip…
Oh, you don’t wanna drift away into the devil’s
Path…Path…Path…

Are you ready to give in to victory? 

Do you all want this incredible power or what? 

ANSWER ME!

You make me downright fraught...you fools! 
You fiends! 
You ignorant, 
insufferable 
monsters! 
Don’t create a ludicrous scene or we’ll be downright
Fought…fought…fought…

Don’t you dare let it slip…slip…slip…
Don’t replicate our failures or we’ll be
Naught…naught…naught…


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I tried

they must of been hiding 
because when i met you
i told my self 
i will not fall in love

i tried not to 
stare into them 
beautiful eyez
but i was told 
eye contact is major
in conversation

i tried not to 
answer my phone when you 
called 
cause my feeling 
was errupting like 
a volcano
 
i tried not to 
fall but the ground 
was tooking right from under me

look at me 
a wreck because 
i'm not what you want 
and you are everything i need

i tried not to carryon 
about you when ask 
was there someone special in my life

now look at me 
tears in my eyez
pain in my stride
\cleaning dishes 
vacuming trying to 
hide the hurt 
but i was denied

i'm just a sad case 
of love!


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Smoking Mad

Smoke transports itself in every room 
Devastating aroma given by the chef's creativity 
Butchering the bruises off from a deformed potato
Shaping potatoes with a single zap of a chef's favorite knife 
Grease prevailing the crisps...smoke torments the eyes 

Maddening the hungry carnivores,
Begging for protein and strength
Wanting steaming steak instead of crispy fries  
Horror surges in this hesitant hour 
Bringing my life close at stake 

Arms and limbs butchered in yanking gore 
Leaving my bones and remains on the kitchen floor 

You despicable carnivores,
Are you smoking mad?


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Ronin 21

There is a price in taking another man’s life and
it strikes during the repose of presumed peace
waking screams to the half moon sky jaunted movement startling
calm water reflections deepening self hatred scowling back
in the shining metal reflection of someone I no longer know
A moment to take a man’s life feel his weight fall upon your weapon
His mouth silently open asking the question his eyes have already answered
I alone among thousands with rain washing the sickness and desecration
And pooling deep into my pores the fresh blood that fuels this new ghost
to forever bond to me his untimely ender his teacher
that has not and never will have and answer
for his blue fading eyes


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A Hero's Truth

A knight still shining...
Because that’s what we need;
Someone to admire... 
When the world’s on its knees.
So much is weighing...
On the shoulders of the story;
And everyone is watching,
For there own personal touch of glory...

Fight the good fight,
And die with pride and honor...
The glory that your feeling,
Won’t matter if you’re a goner...
But someone needs to stand for something;
So why not kill for peace?
Everyone needs a hero,
And why shouldn’t that be me?

Standing tall, decorated in flashy armor,
Carrying fairy tales in my heart;
But what is it that I’m doing here?
Believing truth that could only be in part;
Defending the greater good...
As I steal a child’s father,
Teaching him to hate everyone like me;
And I wonder why I bother?

Truth is all about your point of view,
And heroes are just the same;
You think you’re preaching peace,
But you might just feed the flame...
It’s hard to accept a story,
If you’re told by people you don’t know;
How can you believe in peace...
When there’s violence everywhere you go?

It all seems a myth or folk lore...
Looking through our version of history,
How can someone ask us to defend...
And or die for someone else’s reality? 
All to be remembered as someone you never were;
Because it reinforces their story...
A fallen hero to those that never knew you,
And your death was in their glory. 


How true is it... 
That you wouldn’t be if not for them?
You’ll never know...
Until someone rewrites the story again;
And even then, who will you believe?
Truth is all in the eyes unfortunate enough to see it,
For everyone else it’s tales of recollection...
So you can believe in what you choose,
But don’t expect us buy into your tradition...

Repeating those famous last words...
The truth is all in the eye of the beholder;
But what of those not there to witness?
Left to watch, as the world grows colder...
Hoping for our fearless heroes,
All the while knowing better in our minds...
Living a truth someone else put into action,
Leaving us to believe in lies, quick to bind.


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An Angry Exchange

Close my eyes, think of the times
Sick of hearing all the lines, fake and smile
and all the while, you talk about me behind
my back, fade to black and turn to blue
from everything that you do.
And it feels like i finally am going
to crack.

I don't want an understanding
Just don't want to be misunderstood
Everything just so demanding
Makes me wanna give it up for good.
Don't want to come to an understanding
Sick of being so misunderstood
All of this is so demanding
It's just gonna break me down for good.

Of all the past, it comes and goes
and little did you know im slowly
fading.
All your words begin to hurt, and bad feelings
beging to lurk, everything your doing  is
grating, inside of my head.
Feeling broken, seeing death
asking if there's anything left
just don't know how to go back
im sick and tired of seeing red.

I don't want an understanding
Just don't want to be misunderstood
Everything just so demanding
Makes me wanna give it up for good.
Don't want to come to an understanding
Sick of being so misunderstood
All of this is so demanding
It's just gonna break me down for good.

Break me down, bleeding on the pavement now
Smile as i look into your eyes, stab me in the heart
you know i can take it,
As the clouds darken my skies
know it's so hard for you to fake it
listening to all your lies
take my dignity and break it
As the clouds rip open my skies.


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Good Morning To Betrayal -1-

Drapes clashing from a clear, dark night
The remarkable scene- the risk I must take flight

Don't listen to all the commotion 

You are an attrition to hunger
Save it for leftovers 
Molded out of anxiety 

Have no fear
Fate is far from here

Nurture in burning threat
Appease to sorrow
Deny it...no borrowing from the library

Take your flight, you sunlit fairy
On a cloudless, scarlet sky

The stars will motionlessly 
Churn your fate to royal destiny
Take your flight, feel free to flee
Out of the grip of society's downfalls 

Replace it with honor...be my hero for good

Your traits are nothing sinister 
As a carefree, scarlet night 
Conquer the unfailing life
Taking away all the sporadic soars

Please take away the malaise and
Don't burn me up, majestic star

Space of wonders
How could you burn our hearts?
How could you mutter those
Floating aspirations? 
Canceling your circulations

Tangled by lips-spoken twist of lies
Pouring out misunderstood darkness
Outriding the black hole

Who knows what these dark shadows reveal
It's mysteries-- as hard as a bolt to a door

Thrive to carry on, 
you carefree infant

Untie the tightening ceases
I'm unable to catch up...reach out
Overcome this rotting intuition

Severe, sincere sunshine
Hear my morning mourning
It whispers:

"Goodbye to midnight lust...
Good morning to betrayal"

Good morning...
To you, oh miserable soul!

River of weeping wonders
Pass by with a suitable 
Recognizable, scarlet bliss
Send love swimming in
Open water 
Fulfill it with
Morning deligh


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Hucksterized Homogenized Hoopla

Existence travels lineally
In whirlwinds of emotion
Colored logarithmically
And perceived equivocally

Expression mere epitaph

Knowledge serendipity strung
Till the bubble bursts

Frozen peaks of discovery
Cataloged in the hermitage of worth

- Mark Time -

Hermetically sealed
Peddled for a dime


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waryers

On this side of Neverbeen
holding fast to truth so keen
ever circling hawk or shark
in instinct driven tunnel vision
world of red surrounding white
berserker rage surrendered flight
Thus the other side of Never
thunders blood in pounding ears
A sight to see to startle shiver
cause of swift unfounded fears
racial memory of steel
swinging to the  piping screel
violent keening silent screaming
hairs all tall in taut attention
back aquiver with delight
so we dance into the night


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The Rain

The rain falls and splashes my window pane
Washing it clean, leaving it wet
It cools a surface left hot by the sun
And create disorder on a surface once bare


Details | Elegy | |

CHIEFTAINS OF THE LAND

The dim past houses warriors of yesterday
whose  lachrymose trail of tears 
continue to whet the sympathy of one diehard
dilettante commissar born and bred
upon the soil those indigenous Tribes 
(with that ill-fitting misnomer of noble savages)
left their legendary mythic and epic legions of prowess
yet fell prey to a mightier force
whereby treasonous treaties played on innocence and naiveté 
interestingly and ironically enough memorializing such mighty peoples
thru place names and sports teams
which patronage ranks as mere condescension
and barely compensates for compensation and vindication 
for genocide plus gross mistreatment and sacrilege
of token Native American remnants
corralled on dirt poor reservations
still evoking the tormented ghosts of a forgotten time.


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Footsteps

Burning away 
Like the wick on a candle
Night after night
Brushing beach from my sandal
Destined to wander
In footsteps of pain
Each one different
Yet strangely the same
Peel away heal away
Steal away night
Walking forever
In footsteps of plight.


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Deny The Lies

Deny the lies
Remember the cries that I utter
I fear this...I fear that
Someone will eavesdrop
  
And deny those implicit lies
They don't see it
They won't believe it
I can't hide my confessions

My bones are no longer fit to fight

If you only knew what kind of rejections
I face every day
Now this world has turned away

Deny these filthy lies
Don't creep in on them
No one told me you were leaving
Stricken by words
Crippled by your powerless passions

You will never know
I have been tripped with your outbursts
Don't bother...leave me in the dust
You must
Return with all the hope you have left

Yet there's a feeling of betrayal
Your face is awfully pale

Disguise as a defender 
Don't be embraced by vultures
Run as you can...
Toil and misery is waiting beneath your bed with lacking, misleading eyes
Greed is rushing through me...your innocent...you could defend yourself

I am angry and torn by discernment 

Deny the lies
It's almost like a crooked radio repeating a verse that's dragging

Do you realize it is a reaction
That separated 
The truth and twisted it into violence

Acid is crawling side to side
Get ready to collide
I am wrapped in dripping lies
Deny this...I told you so

Enraptured deadness
Sweeps upon a destroyed village
We can explore it 
It would be unreal
We don't have to pay a deal

I hear your cries
But I can't help but remind you
Deny the lies

Though life's a trampled street

Deny the lies


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Refuse My Offer

Sinking in sweltering fire 
Angst rooting me to the spot 
This denial-- feeding the liar 
I swim in no emotion...much like a robot

Drunk by the flooded regret 
Many the times you refuse my offer 
All the time you refuse it, it forms a flood; masked with a tidal suicide

Your hoarse whispers refusing my cries
Wanting the best of my anger 
Afflicting bafflement and torture
To a headstrong form

You wicked witch, 
You could never burn, can you?
Sweep me to your wicked plans 
Gaining witchcraft to burn out our limits 

Your encompassed spells makes us endure to your power
Your melting desire-- a sour,
Despicable sense of pride in your presence
Devours the paralyzing thoughts materializing into evil paradise 

You wicked witch, 
Could you ever burn, you cruel elder?

Your on the other side,
Tripping on eruptive highways 
Led astray by the senseless tide 
Materializing into erupting paradise 

Catch me in your web; 
get out of your corner, killer spider 
Drooling acidic lies on the pavement 
Led astray by fetching fatality in your entangled snare 

You already agreed to
refuse my offer 
Uncooperative in your 
bogus decisions 

I gave up persuading you to go the opposite direction
But your bogus arguments
Take advantage of my offer
And shriveled it in its denser reasonings

I'm a flaw to your 
sun-drenched heart 
I want to be apart of your belongings 
Tell me I'm not 
rotting in denial

You already agreed to
refuse my offer 
Uncooperative in your 
stranger decisions 

Your amusing, foolish girl
You have a giving heart
But yet you'll refuse my blissful offer

Mock my presence, foolish women
Remain a rueful scoffer 


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Strip Me

Strip me...
As you do, 
Youre claiming everything that I am
Youre seeing it all
Not just the physical;
The bruises,
The scars,
The imperfections,
(Even though thats just as hard),
But youre seeing what makes me
Who I am;
Youre stripping away layers of hurt
And pain in many areas;
Youre touching raw spots.
As you do this;
Youre stripping me emotionally;
Im letting you inside
By letting you see my body;
Im saying I want you everywhere;
Inside and out;
I want you to soothe 
The unsoothable parts
Im letting you feel me,
Touch me,
Do whatever you want...
Ive never known that kind of intimacy;
On the inside
Im trembling;
Im so afraid 
Youre going to see something
You dont like, 
Or dont want,
And that terrifies me;
The fact that you could hate something about me
And that could be a reason
To leave me...
I feel so insecure 
And I dont like it at all;
For your sake as much as mine.
I want you so badly, 
I want to let you in, 
Cuz I love you so much,
And youre the only person
I would let do this.
But I freeze up sometimes;
I dont know what to say,
I dont know how to feel;
Im just paralyzed with fear
Of rejection.
I hate that I didnt go all the way for you;
I feel like I don’t give you everything I want to;
And it sucks, like I don’t feel good enough 
And that you almost resent that
Im sorry, Baby for not giving it all
But it takes time I guess...
I dont know;
I want so bad to let you 'strip me'
Maybe next time I wont be so scared;
Its not you Im scared of;
Its me;
Whats going on in my head,
That I cant even explain;
Im scared Im not good enough
For you, 
And for myself...
That sounds messed up, 
And again,
I hate that Im scared,
Scared of putting myself out in the open
Completely like that...
It takes more courage than I have;
Maybe I can get that courage from you...
I want to...
I know I can...
I will...


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Evanescent Pastures

Vanishing souls lies in death's pastures
Fleeting joy, incurious in my surroundings 
Shades of green glistening in glory 
An unpredictable breath that barely measures
A destiny that lies and vanishes through the Death Valley

A heart's main glee 
Shines peaceably... passing above a wave of sparkling envy

Bliss sinks in my marrow 
Pensive solitude, 
Splitting it into a rejoicing vibe 

Joyous in its company...we could have a blissful sleepover until 
tomorrow
Together we'll make a strengthening converse 
Piety fitting in these periling times 

Wandering over vales, evanescent life screwing my infancy
A jocund soul departs from a burden--too cherished in disobedient lies
Childish features blurring my uncertain future 

Incessant in my trespasses
I draw near through deathly shadows
Moping in ceaseless torment 
Roaring as a monsoon in abstract movement 

Vacant in thought...wealth filling in our evanescent humility 
Dodging arrows of inevitable death
Bound to track us down, 
Chopping down the Weeping Willow tree 

Driven mad in knotting triumph 
Hoarsely placing us in a shady asylum 
Numbed by flustering anxiety 
Cursing down this greedy society 

Whirling us back to 
Evanescent pastures
I'm dependent in this unordinary place
Though it leaves me with only disgrace 
Discontent by the isolated misfortune 

Vacant in thought...wealth filling in our evanescent humility 
Dodging arrows of inevitable death
Bound to track us down, 
Fogging our interest of society, 
Doom crafting our fate...soon we'll be too late 

Whirling us back to 
Evanescent pastures
Denying our repents out of revenge 
Unsuitable to reconstruct chastening renewal 

Superb for a 
tranquilizing solitude  


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I'm all about Satanic Prevention

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Like a chain game
how one thought leads to the next
how one epic leads you to the next
one piece uncovers the next thought
but it doesn't matter to me anymore

I'll be dead soon
and this is my ghost
haunting you in this little world
for being soo smart
thinking someone 
would read between my words

but I'm told
cheer up
it's not soo bad

non existent crime scene
shhhhh...i'm giving it all away
but it doesn't matter to me anymore
because this revolutionary
who knows too much
sheltering the youth all about prevention 
you're too stupid to immerse yourself in and see through

Your metaphor for a prayer
reaching out to officials who don't believe me 
and if they do
can't do anything with my suspicions
so why does it matter
give up all my secrets right here
and haunt you 
as you go from link to link
p[age to page
and find the nothing of how i am something
and realize the maze of this place of dwelling
is not blasphemy

Do you need to slide sweetie?
are you haunted like me?
does your father seem like hes no longer there?
just where do we go from here
and hes fat but you remember how just a few weeks ago
he was skinny


HO HO HO

I'm all about prevention
of satanic cult murders and malpractice and political wrong doings
sorry if i sleep through your chirping birds
and i'm lost in my little world
but one day you'll turn around and thank me
and i'll damn all the people who laughed at all my good intentions

but what does it matter
I'll soon n be dead
and this is my ghost here to haunt!

so figure out the puzzle
i tried
but you just did nothing
and i thought you d be smart?
like the people on the bus
like the college proffesors
or the detectives
or everyone else
they don't see i''m a visionary
a victom of too little too late


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Only She Cries

What If I told You That I Loved you
would we care
would we die
 Chains surrounding Alice
Only She Cries
 
World Banished her
Love left her
all Alone
Melancholia presides over
 
Alice dies again
Will she ever reign
 
Will she ever see
what’s here to be
Only She Cries
 
She’s a ghost
Nobody to call Her name
Only She Cries
will she not live
whispers of her Raven mind
only control her
There’s no hope
Only she Cries
What If I told You That I Loved you
 
 
Empty Without a savoir
Will She ever be cured from this
will she breakaway
Gaia couldn’t be so cruel
Just to wail away—Let the Banshee Crie
Just wail away the pain
wail away the pain
 
Enter my heart and you’ll see
that Was the only thing you could ever need
Alice; only she cries
let it show
That love never dies
Through Euphoria
through melancholia
 
 
She’s a ghost
Nobody to call Her name
Only She Cries
will she not live
whispers of her Raven mind
only control her
There’s no hope
Only she Cries
What If I told You That I Loved you
 
 
She’s a ghost
Nobody to call Her name
Only She Cries
will she not live
whispers of her Raven mind
only control her
There’s no hope
Only she Cries
What If I told You That I Loved you
 
 
You didn’t know
how you could save her
Only if you could her
Alice dies
Only she cries


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Into the Deep

Perspective's changing
Paradise waits for all
You needn't fear a thing
As death begins to call

Slowly you fall into the depths of peace
Surrounded by the sun
Its shining so bright
Burning your soul into new life
Overwhelming
The joy washes over you
You've realized
What you've always known

The world shines beneath your feet
The entire universe sits inside your hand
Knowing grants power
You can obtain it all
Change the world
to grant you happiness
See that joy is not hopeless

You are
You know that for sure
The one thing existing
Its all your choosing
The times you were winning
The times you were loosing

Time itself
Dies as you find yourself
Lost with a sure sense of where you're going
In a maze always growing
The constant learning
making it all so simple

Slowly you fall deeper into the depths of peace
Enveloped by the sun
Enlightened by its brilliant rays
Igniting the immortal fire within' your heart
Overpowered
Strength flows through your veins
You know
What you've always known
You know
You've always been


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One Step Ahead of The Best

You walk on me like a sidewalk 
And write on me like chalk 
I go blind just seeing you talk 
My teeth are numb from hearing you walk
I’m caught in your vision
In the crosshairs of your indecision 
Like a shadow I’ll lead you when it’s chilly
You’re a snow tiger, a white lily 
Letting your lips light up this city
Ready to fly away like a kite when it’s windy 
I’m trapped well within your throwing range
Surrounded by landmines and incoming grenades
Your aroma ignites scented candles
This fire is more than I can handle
Empty beach, bare feet, and no sandals
Run over me like bulls ready to trample
I’m a target and you’re so insightful 
So let’s see how good you’re really are with that sniper rifle 
Plane from the beach to the lake
Like a priceless vase about to break 
Your style is too good to be fake 
6.a.m, like stolen pearls you’ve gone to sleep and I lie in your wake
I’m stuck in a rut of indecision to give or take 
40 million ways to die and I get bit by a charming snake 
In a fit of happiness we have but one life to live
And you’ve given him the most precious thing you could give
Angelic wings, a devilish grin, and a story with more holes than a sieve 
Lie to someone else who can’t tell when you fib about your sins 
Shut up listen, let me finish, I’ve come back again ready to win
In a losing a battle to a stabbed back, busted lip, and broken chin
Is this your way to raise hell when the heavens fell yesterday? 
And with nothing left to lose, axed back, you ask “why not wish it all away?”
I didn’t think I would come back, blue and black, to a see another day where I lay 
betrayed
Have something amazing erase my face, spit out the taste where waste remains
But before you speak, and think I’m weak, let me show you something unique
I never fell but stayed on my feet, having you beat by keeping the promise I made 
weeks ago in my speech 

So now you’re dead to me and I’m dead to you
Do you remember what I said to you?
No matter how far you are… I’m one step ahead of you 


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THE DEATH OF TUTANKHAMEN Verse 6

THE DEATH OF TUTANKHAMEN Part VI.
How old are you--young man--why do you stare?
  The world awaits for you to raise your soul--
though fettered to the wind--and ev'rywhere,
  in time a dream will make you free and whole--

to walk again--the Valley of the Kings
  and ride upon the waters of the Nile--
where spirits bathe, and Nephritite sings,
  the secrets of the past--for yet a while,

the world is obdurate of any scheme,
  that brings new life--once death has made its' call
though greater men than you--have known this dream,
  not one still hides behind his secret wall--

  and no remains--stay hidden to the past--
  if golden chains are known to hold them fast.
© Ron wilson aka vee bdosa


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Marie II-- Troubled Tides

Wake up with a dream on your eyes left with the hearts that bid you Goodbye Shadow Dreamer-- Poisoned Lover Venom seeps through the Way The Way you held on to Me There's a Thorn in your Heart I left it there so the dreams and your pain shall unfold Inside you and all of your Lithium Lovers You're my lover, My Dear The Greatest Enemy I had to Contend pretending with "I Love You" but I know you Hate me till Hell's End Is it in Vain? You Sleep with the hate How can you dodge the fate? You let the Dagger dance on your Tongue You are my beloved Enemy Marie


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Promise Breaker

i've loved. 
i've lost. 
and for you i paid the cost. 
i've suffered enough. 
time's up! 
why did you always make promises that you could not keep? 
why were you so quick to deceive? 
shut your mouth. 
quit lying from in between those teeth. 
i have no use for you. 
i'll longer be lead astray by empty words. 
i hope you get exactly what you deserve. 
i'll never forget the way i wept over the promises you never kept. 
wasting time away. 
i was wasting my time. 
so blind. 
deceived by your countless number of lies. 
i'll let this die. 
i'll let it die. 
i won't cling on to the past. 
i'm done with you. 
and when karma comes around, baby it'll haunt you. 
so remember promise breaker when this is finished and complete that you were the one to 
lead yourself down a road of demise and defeat. 
will you have remorse? 
will you have regrets? 
for all the promises you never kept. i have no pity for you after all the pain and heartache 
you have put me through. 
i'll let this go. 
i've pulled myself away from this threshold. 
i'll let karma come back to bite you. 
and when you feel weak and your heart is shattered i will have reversed this pattern and i 
will rid myself of this misery. 
how will you feel when you're on your knees? begging. 
pleading. 
this is all your terminal disease.
 i'm finally letting go.


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Death

In The Realm of His Life Forever as long as it lasts
we move away from the past
and the questions that we never ask
get buried and burned to the ash

We kept trying to make our way
but it degraded into the decay
And tomorrow it never comes
and all that we do is undone

And all that we've made with our hands
slips through our fingers like sand
And into the shadows it fades of and 
gets buried beneath the land


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Homeless: It's not a dirty word

One Sunday at church a young lady sat down in the pew in front of me.
She seemed distressed and in despair. 
After the service, I asked her what was wrong, 
but she would not answer and just kept crying. 
A member of the congregation informed me
that she saw her sleeping in the balcony the previous Sunday.
Immediately I knew that she was probably homeless 
and  was too ashamed to talk about It.  
Eventually I called over some of the ministers in the church, 
they got her to talk and then we all laid hands on her and prayed. 
The Deacon in our church who was in charge of missions got her some help.

I have lived in NYC all of my life and I've seen my share of homeless people.
Some choose to live that way, either because of mental defect
or out of rebelliousness.
Yet others had no choice.
A fire left them without a place to live.
A spouse abandoned their family 
and the remaining spouse could no longer bear
the financial burden alone.
A young girl got pregnant and her parents
kicked her out.
A major hike in the rent
and people can no longer afford the monthly burden.
A death, a long term illness, fixed incomes.
There are so many things that can, could 
and may happen to anyone of us 
and we could be homeless tomorrow.
But for the grace of God, there goeth thou.

Homeless is not a dirty word
so don't look down on those
who live in parks, alley ways, subways, 
bus stations or city-owned shelters.

Homeless is not a dirty word
so don't judge others 
until you've walked in their shoes.

Homeless is not a dirty word
there are people in this world 
who do not have friends or family to help them.

Homeless is not a dirty word
It's just a reality.



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Dear: The Reaper

Master of time, 
Master of death, 
You were once both, 
and I creeped as your shadow. 
Now your blood drips from my fingers, 
blood worthy of hallow, 
while you lie lifelessly dead. 
Time has no master 
and neither does death, 
when I burn down the world, 
and oblivion next! 
Burn! Burn ever so faster. 
Fire, bring death to disaster.


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A Head Held High

When We Reach The End
Who Will Cross The Line?
With A Head Held High
Searching For A Sign
Eyes Burning Strong
Walking Into The Unknown
The Heart Beat Fades
Sinking Like A Stone

The Eyes Once Open
Fall At The Hand Of Another
Driven By Lost Souls
Into The Room Of The Mother
Giving Into Ignorance
Destruction Of The Innocent
The Head Held High
Bowing Before The Malevolent


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Adages Pt. 1 (the cloud)

Adages Pt. 1 (the cloud) 

I am just baggage to the world 
Cast away and forgotten 
An entire life 
Waiting for something 

Every so often a random passerby 
We exchange formal soliloquy 
Just talking to ourselves 
Wondering if anyone really hears 

They always keep a lock on my eyes 
To desperate to admit sad truths 
Pretend they’re giving me sound advice 
When just quoting old adages to themselves 

They say 
“Follow the sun, 
For in the light shining upon all 
You will find the way” 

The same response 
Every time runs through my head 
“What of the clouds 
Stealing the light from my eyes 
They always gather around me 
Darkening my life 

“And what of deep night 
Where I sink into despair 
Alone and sinking in a world 
Where no one seems to care” 

They don’t seem to hear my words 
Just keep ranting their securities 
All the while shaking like leaves 
In the harshest of autumn winds 

I wonder if anyone can hear me 
Or if I even hear myself 
Can anyone see me? 
Hidden in this cloak of clouds 

I begin to feel comfortable 
As my worldly self 
Begins to drift away 
Comfortable with no sun 
To burn my skin red 
Or to guide my way 

I’m locked into a perpetual night 
As the oppression of my clouds 
Absorbs the light 
Sun and moon and stars 
And I’m left with nothing 
But four walls 
And a roof 
And a little stool to sit on 

I don’t notice any more random passerby 
Just as they never noticed me 
Just quote my old adages 
Some god created just for me 

“Stay in the clouds 
A safe haven from the pain 
I have no need 
Of ever finding the way 

“The world has spoken its ignorance 
And has finally cast me away 
I’m tired of endless clinging 
And the guilt it brings my way 

“If the life in this world 
Revolves around an endless rhyme 
The sun and moon and stars 
I have better places to spend my time 

“A room of nothing 
No windows or air to breathe 
Just a feeling of numb contentment 
As my soul starts to bleed” 

My conscious mind had made its final pitch 
And it is off to the races 
But I’m moving so slow 
So slow


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You Are My Heart

Lord,

You are my heart.

You knew me right from the start.

Even when I didn't yet know Your Name,

You still loved me just the same.

You're the only one I can count on.

The world can turn me away,

but with You, I'll always belong.

If I mess up along the way,

I come to You in Repentance.

You fill me with Your Grace.

You went to Calvary and died.

I can't begin to imagine how You were feeling inside.

You did it to give us a brand new start.

Lord,

I love You!

Lord,

You truly are my heart!


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Guide The Ship part 1

All we really need is friendship 
It can fall apart...like a ship
Moving across the waves
Determined to wander more into the flow 

You'll see what I have to show

To be quite frank
I'm trying to yank
the ship upright
I'll break the strain and float abroad 

You'll see what I have to show

The only thing that I could do left
is open the door of endless freedom,
gliding at every directions 

Every time I twist and turn
like a madden bull,
Approaching his twerp 
That mammal can eat that human up
In a few bites...with an appreciative burp

The water seems to haunt me
Mocking me whilst making it's churn
I stand up... Trying to stay in balance

How do I guide the ship out of roaring waves
Spurting out with irrepressible laughter?

I must behave and do my duty right

I weaken in seasickness 
Growing unsteady at each turn of the splintering wheel

I'll try to forget my responsibilities at home
This expedition will be my highlight of my life

I guess I have to feel
My way out of trouble

You'll see what I have to show


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Woods and Trees

In late Spring when heros scream

A source of sophistication from faint misery
Inside the thwart hidden silence of the pivotal solace of my mind
With mind blowing excursion toward the legally blind inside
Woods in growing habitation & silence

Woods in distant pathways derived from a slight bite in solace

After a warm fire woods will then stand tall amidst uncertainty
Is is where one could often sport for game
Hunters in woods will drive you totally insane in brain
In extreme situations the wood can be an untimely climatic disaster to fathom

Woods

In significant direct correlation through storms in danger arms wide opened
Woods can create a swift barrier of thoughtful change,
A romantic encounter by which the lover shall stray
Is there any other mental nor mere philisophical way

Nature lies dormant amidst its beckoning call
With a swift viable pulse derived after the fall
Transformed by silence of thought provoked listening elm & pine
Created in enriched diplomacy from God by his great design

God again speaks through me from the sound of a wolf intact

He completes his journey through stregnth by which to resist
Woods
We scenic scope in vast briars taunt
In vegetation swine with sukken asps which haunt

Vanquished moss covered up in grey filtered steam

An approaching visible light to follow a dream
A captivated look into the woods
Engulfed in moss green briars torn asunder
Trees fallen in decorated colors

In the dead of Winter leaves tumble to the ground

With mice and men walking alone
On a crooked path filled with rocks & twigs
Such as a bushel filled with acorns & figs
Within desolation there crys a fever pitch
Trees in silence
Trees in a ditch
Silence in thought provoking beckoning call
A combersom message that negates a stall
With a figure of speech twisted in a dream turned nightmare
Why should we even bother or for that matter really care
Trees in a Bob Ross brightened country portrait sway feel
Trees can define sullen wounds that sometime bind
Make good use of your time within sullen asps which chime
Throughout its darkened portal without having restraint
Trees can exhibit a dire need to express
With just a little love and a whole lot of tenderness
Meditation through barbed wire fences filled up in tears
Absorbed in concrete fenders filled in ellaborate decorum cheers
Switching full gears from sullen tears to that of darkened fears.


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Raining Rocks

The bombardment commenced around noon,
abounding prophecies of doom and gloom,
end of the world's come too soon,
gravities hold released on the moon,
with such ferocious force, knocking our axis off course,
little sign of remorse, as the moon got a divorce,
well, the water didn't like that! in fact, it tried to run, back up the tap,
so now our oceans don't flow, nor do the winds blow, to get there you have to row.

The trails that burned in the sky, follow that to where 1000's die,
and still it did not cease, Asteroids like flock of Geese,
with a cosmic thudder and a seismic shudder,
france was gone, while Spain's hanging on,
brand new wound in Earth's crust, thanks to a belt of stardust,
the sea bed parted with a crack, Wow, it was an Almighty whack,
Tsunami's and chaos all around, all the poor souls who would've drowned,
such tremendous fury unleashed that day, when Apophis got in our way!

©John-Ovan.P.Hull


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Struggle to the top

his heart is poetic
yet he regrets it
for respect he sticks his neck out its life and death kid
he give's words depth and yet his soul hasn't left
running out of breath
feels like hes been punched in the chest
he knows he's cursed but he knows hes blessed
misery and obsession lead him to success of his first lesson
always keep the opposition double guessing
and if he could make a suggestion
Dont come to close he fires like a smith a wesson
but dont be scared hes just hurt from the last person he let in


Details | I do not know? | |

Dedicated to the Human Race: Thanks For All Your Time

There, just beyond that dream. There’s my life ripped at the seam.
Then there’s my friends, the pot-heads and dope feens.
And there’s a hole, in the dark; void of light; missing a soul.
Glowing with ambition. Growing in shame.
A blur to sight, a mentality of pain.
There, just beyond what’s real
You’ll never know just what I feel
And here, are my sins…Scabs of dirt, that’ll never heal.
My pain has a taste, like rust and copper
Like copper and rust, I steadily waste
A constant reminder, of what I’ve lost
Oh just what you’ll pay for trust. Just what is the cost?
The fire is in the human head. We’re the reason of our falling
And already fallen dead. For the “tree” is gone.
We’ve choked her, and she was never fed.
Like untamed weeds, we’ve sucked her dry
Though we carry on, mutating our future’s seeds
Now look into my eyes, see what’s written on my face
Our true lives are gone. We’re just a dying breed out of place.
Here…Right here…around and above
I’ve gone blind in my search for unconditional love
So I hope you remember. I hope you can recall
Yourself being the symbolic death of Peace; a fallen dove.
I’m sorry for you. I’m sorry for “us.”
I hate that the truth leaves confusion,, and not knowing what to do
There once was something here, that was of color, for lease
Then rented, used, and destroyed.
So I hope you’re happy, PHukcers, how you’ve disrespected our deceased.


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Thunderstorm.

Tunneling deep into the eyes of one another
A channeling of a mutual respect and despotic hatred
High above nearly visible a clash between the two
Exploding in a power of light as the two blades clash
Blood dripping and falling to the ground far below
An exchange of life giving from ones dissolution
Great deafening claps as the struggle escalates in brutality
Allowing sight only for a moment as the blades counter
Over and over looking for the weakness in fleshed instinct
The shroud growing darker and boiling over in intensity
Meek cowering below searching for cover in the satirical shower
The earth tearing and swallowing in on itself
Colliding titans high above dancing the rhythmic rituals
Displaying their prowess akin to a lioness stalking 
Through the pain they persevere…determined…undaunted
The sinewy arms cumbrous with fear and loathing
Swinging with an almost disporting will to butcher
Slowing to a laggards pace…breathe a heavy coarse wind
This melodic storm ravaging horizon to mountain
Steady, clockwork, weighted, understanding
As the two stop, allowing a brightening to spread
Regarding with that respect and tyrannical equality
They release one another to heal and recover
Rallying oneself for another engagement at Asgard.



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Brittle Love

So last night, I had the most epic sad love poem. Like, it make my heart ache. The thing was, the pen was over on the other side of the room, and I didnt want to lose the thought. Guess what, I lost the thought. And now I want it back. Now, I wanna recreate it. I need help with that. Here's what I have, I want ideas, comments, help, editing, everything.

I’m fragile and ill And you trace my scars Like the one the doctor gave me For asking if he could help my heart ache ‘Cause both of us know how close to death Love really brings you But you hold me together as we use Cupid’s arrow to slit our wrists And use the sheets that held us To cover us from the world we leave Praying together that our funeral will be pretty When we run away to paradise together We have sinned all we want, Whispered to God all the details But you know more about me then God ‘Cause God doesn’t know our names And we know sin lets us feel his ignorance ‘Cause I know you’re the one that created me And you’ll take me apart the same way And I’m fine with that.


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Enmities

Time passes and still we try,
try to see what makes them real.
We walk alone and feel as if
the other laugh at hopeless dreams.

Pride is taken, as was chance
and jealousy turns to rage.
And now instead of learning truth,
we destroy what came before.

We feel if sun does give all life,
then why are we to blame?
When we are left with hollow shells,
our intent can then be swayed.

Vision twisting, goals tainted,
another shot down by doubt.
Dark truth has been as though,
a vent we live without.


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Aquarian Dream II- Leaving Kali Yuga

A glimpse in your gilded eyes Tells me all inside your lieing mind How can you Stand without a spine How can you speak without a will Failed to announce the pain Will they realize the illusion Is it all to late? The lies that are so common Have put up a delusion Infront Of the people's mind So deep away from the dark Will we come when father is coming For us, is it all to late? Soft little messenger I dare you to spread the word About our dying world All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainted with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king I see the light of a dawning Age Let a new era begin An Aquarian dream a day where we are all free Inside our minds; our hidden refuge But there's no need to hide perfection Concordia shall be our queen Justice, independence, liberty are our only virtues free to be whoever our heart let's us be Go to the tower, strike the bell Soft little messenger And tell of Victory All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainted with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainetd with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king


Details | Epic | |

This Mask

You want me to love you,
You want me to care.
But,how can I love you,
if your love's not there.
And this pain in my heart, 
Cuts deeper in my mind.
This was was dead from the start,
You're so very unkind.
Because you don't care.
Because you don't see.
And if I begged would you dare?
Dare to see me.
But,you cannot do that,
For myself I don't show.
Behind this mask,
No hope can grow.
And this mask that I've painted,
Represents who I've become.
I'm forever tainted,
I can't overcome.
This person is me,
This person you "see",
Is who I've become.
I've become no one.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

the streets are getting darker

shootings are on the up rise
and multiple killings are the latest fad
the streets are getting darker 
and the world has gone completely mad
total anarchy, assassinations, murder and mayhem
the streets are getting darker
but when will it all end?

pornography, immorality, pedophilia and illegal drugs
the streets are getting darker and creeping with rapists, gang bangers and thugs
homelessness, hunger, unemployment plus an incurable disease
diminishing natural resources, global warming 
while the political leaders do as they please
genocide, homicide, domestic abuse and sexual predators on the Internet
hurricanes, tornadoes and wildfires yet mankind keeps hedging its bet
but there is still a glimmer of hope, a slice of salvation
for the light of the Lord continues to shine down upon the world's desolation
yet when people ask,"why does God allow bad things
to happen to those who are good?"
I can only reply, "that Godliness is not on the mind of the thugs and the hoods"
for God gave mankind free will and dominion over this earth
so if men want  to blame anyone they need to look at themselves first

Jesus Christ, The Son of Man is our Savior, our Truth and our Light
His coming was to give us reconciliation and instructions on how to live right
yet the streets are still getting darker and thus they will continue to remain
until everyone seeks the Good News and try to bring about some change
to love each other as God desires, to show compassion and care
to look up to our Creator and realize that He's always been there

the streets are getting darker with chaos and confusion
but the Light of the Lord God remains the only viable solution
so until mankind comes to some kind of moral and spiritual understanding
the streets will get darker until we abide by what the Lord God is commanding


Details | I do not know? | |

Who in Hell needs YOU

Backstabbing, melicious acts defy all laws of your friendship

Why are you so persistent to not accept your loss

You are the person who cannot see the true colors of lifes rainbow

I cannot help it if things dont go your way 

you forced them to happen

Stop complaining about every little thing that comes your way

Start changing what you can control and give up what you cannot

Remove your effortless ways to pretend to like yourself

And replace these thoughts with ones of acceptance to be lonely

Remember it is you who did not do things with acts of awareness

And it is you who can go straight to the son of darkness and ask for permission

For you need to beg him to enter his world as you have worn out your welcome 
here

I will no longer tolerate your absense of mind

I will no longer adhere to your lack of repect for humanity

Finally you will take what karma gives you with a smile

For a smile is all you can bare to do after your soul has been removed

Only this time I will be the one laughing while you smile your way to hell


Details | Epic | |

FIGHT NIGHT

it was the meeting of an epic bout in the Motherland
two heavyweights in the ring battling hand to hand
it was on, it was a rumble it was fight night in the African jungle
one fighter employed a new and unheard of strategy
to make the other wear himself out completely
it was the Rope-a-dope technique that he used to win
for boxing is not just physical, it's also what's in the minds of men

Jacob had an epic battle with the Lord our God
it was a confrontation long coming in regards to how his life did start
Jacob wanted to be in charge even though he wasn't the first-born son
but that is not the way that God wants things to be done
we all desire to be first to be the best of the best 
we all want what we want when we want and to be better than all the rest
but it's not okay to achieve your goals at the expense of someone else's pain
for what is it to have gained the whole world if your soul no longer remains?

someone will always be better than you no matter the vocation
but no one can be better at being you no matter the application
you won't be first in everything that you attempt to do
but no one can do you like you do you
we all can't be singers, dancers nor movie stars
but we all have a gift or talent given to us by the Lord God
it's not so much about being first it's about being good and right
and being honest in your approach and acceptable in God's sight

it's fight night the epic battle over your eternal soul
it's about your willingness to surrender and let God take control
to do what God has destined for you 
to trust in the plans that He has for you
after graduating I couldn't find a job in my chosen field
so I sacrificed to God's plan and to Him I did yield
I worked as an unpaid intern for an entire year
then one day my mentor told me of a job that he did hear
and only because of his recommendation, reputation and integrity
without even an interview the position was given to me
trust in God to meet you in the midst of your dark days
as He only desires that to Him you pray, yield and obey
a rumble in the jungle fight night with the Lord
a struggle with the Spirit until all is in accord
on the spiritual battlefield 
that's where you surrender and yield
don't think of it as a defeat 
but a leg in life's journey you need to complete
and don't regard it as taking a loss 
but a testament to the sacrificial blood on the cross
a time for you to get right with the Lord our God 
a spiritual fight night with a divine change of heart


Details | Epic | |

Paradiami

I once stood alongside two Eagles pure graded in breast plated armor.
The one to my left I set free to love my innocent little white doves.
And the one to my right I dared to never leave my sight with little ole Pallor.
I left to spread the Eagle’s wings of merit soaring from far away and up above.

My Four horsemen flew on chariot wings with my four Golden Cups of Charis.
I stood up on the clouds and organized my Swordsey’s divine little palace.
The rainbows were blossoming around thrones of my precious manipulating Chaos.
I took two wings from the Eagle’s nest and kept them from falling completely off.
Then there was my balancing Scaler, behind his little trot there’s this forget me not.

I went further down and made myself quite the Amazing little conductor.
To the left of that shall be the Shadows of Webber’s with his dynamic dual detector.
To the right of this shall be the Beamers to Visor’s ultimate fine tuned selector.
Then I shall weld my shields for Justice with Timers s incredible invincible reflectors.
In the center of all of this my Blotcher’s shall send Dejavu’s to my blinding receptors. 

When my signals blare I’ll see Sweeper with Creeper and Snickers all on one perfect flight.
That’s when I will look up to the one to my left and the one to my right.
Then the Stars will gleam and flicker as I shatter both you Eagle’s with my true light.
Then you Eagles will know Paradiami is soul mated to love’s faithful glorious might!
 


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On The Perimeter Of The Place Of Promise

to be in the right place at the right time
destined for greatness with God on your mind
when you're on the perimeter of the place of promise there's no time to hesitate
just trust that by the Lord God you've been set up for this date
at the appointed time there will be an obstacle to overcome
but through Jesus you have the victory so consider the challenge done
don't procrastinate, you need to keep pushing on
as your God-given destiny is just on the horizon
and if you perish, if you perish, if you should happen to die
remember nothing in life is worthwhile if you don't venture to try
destined for greatness with truth and righteousness in your heart
for nothing against you will prosper in the presence of the Lord God

Queen Esther was in the right place at the right time
positioned by the hand of God to for her people do something kind
uncertained and unsure at first she prayed and fasted with a heavy heart
urged by her beloved Uncle Mordecai to for her people do her part

sometimes we have to be pushed and prodded to do what is right
and then search inside ourselves to see the truth in God's light
and if a sacrifice is needed and a life must be given
it may be your destiny for by the Holy Spirit you've been driven
on the perimeter of the place of promise at your godly appointed date
and if you perish, you perish just be like Jesus and don't hesitate


Details | Epic | |

My Dear Will

Practice and repent, darling
I've everything to gain
I know your mind and adore your pain
Now leave my head and never return

I lie awake
Each night crying
Don't fall away, save yourself
A blackhole, I can only crush
But I love you

Through strings of braided blades
I swim parrellel the blood
And though I while the annoyance
The ignorance of some bars none

I once was lost
Befriended relations cost me so much
My life, my love, my passion
Now I'm alone
In this dark room
And my dear Will is born


Details | Free verse | |

Inauguration

A light, this drop of sun fell,
washing the darkness from the incomplete,
taking away what never was
and giving what could never be.

Putting motion in the void of growing,
sewing choice in the mind's fabric,
hiding stones left to turn,
the glow did all these things.

But while light was casted upon all
shadows formed beneath they're being,
made by sun but void of light,
never real but existant still.

Dormant below they lied in wait
to walk in the glow they'd never feel,
to try and learn to grow and be
the same as those who bathed in light.


Details | Epic | |

Mindless Drone

It rained in Heaven August 3, 2005
It's a wonder I'm still alive
Nothing can take all you've given me
Nothing can mend what you did to me
Dear miss I must be mistaken 
I forgot you're perfect

My eyes are open
I take a breathe
"Sin's so deep in my blood
Why would God save me?"

But I know one day my scars will fade
Throughout my days I always looked away

Until I give she will taunt me

"You lost her you bastard
It's your turn to settle this score
It's not like she matters
She's just a whore"

But even Harlot gets a place in heart
I know it's wrong
Still in these immortal words I vowed:
"I'D CRUSH YOUR FACE IN THE DOOR"


Details | Free verse | |

End of my world

I feel like my world is over.
Is life truley worth living for 
If i have to live it without you?
When i first met you
It was as i i had found
The final piece of my heart.
I had never loved until i found you.
You made me come up with these things to say.
You made me feel the joy and happiness i felt.
You brought light to my dark life
Like a train at the end of a dim tunnel.
Nothing in my life was certain until i met you
And then everything seemed to have direction
Yet be completely without course.
Why does love have to be so complex?
Maybe it wouldn't be love
If it didn't have its complexities.
I don't know.
But no matter what
I know I have to be with you.
And.. i can't.


Details | Epic | |

Heaven to Hell

I look to God and wonder how you could do
All of the things in my life, that I have been through

Pain, tears, deaths, and fears
Always blaming you God, I was unawares

The nightmares, rapes, drugs and abuse
I know now, you are not the one to accuse

It was all evil I had to come through on to this day
The pain and tears made me come back to you and pray

You close me in your arms and say it is okay
When you awake, it will be a better day


Details | Rhyme | |

Hell's Wrath

Violent dreams haunt me while I sleep Deciphering why my world is so bleak Bloody heartbreaks scatter this fear Gorey, hated memories fall with every tear Poisonous darts stay buried deep within Blurring my eyesight and distorting my vision Intensive reactions warped in this maze Dizzy and disoriented jaded over in haze Rancid tension crawls out of my skin Wandering down a damp abyss blocked from within Lost in a desert where no exit is seen Faded and lost mixed~up in a dream Cold atmosphere alone in my heart Visually here but in my mind so far apart Arriving in fiery pits choked~up with smoke I guess in this dream I never awoke So now deep in death, I dwell in Hell's Wrath Because deep in sleep I chose the wrong path


Details | I do not know? | |

Exhilaration

I contemplated self-mutilation
amongst the company of mutations
that were causing my heart starvation.
This is my mind's translation,
a proclamation, a deep introspective cogitation.
Marriage is in abrogation, it's a cancellation
that's been suffering from dehydration,
indignation, and mind-game infestation.
The hospital stay only lead to his dissipation,
my dedication desecration of him and our condemnation.
Here, here. Take this medication,
Talk to doctors about my desperation, oscillation, dissociation.
Came back to the outside and inhaled a monstrous inhalation
of fresh air and computations, correlations and speculation.
I became cursed with perturbation,
wondering why the perforation
of this operation was ripped into a malformation.
Then came the acceleration of meditation
to begin a new foundation and self-preservation.
The separation lead to a cosmic epiphanized revelation
and the pissing and purging of him out of my characterization.
Now comes my mind's decontamination,
a simplification of sterilization.
It was all a massive misinterpretation of ramifications,
but I'm learning this discontinuation
is a process of my soul's sanctification,
regeneration, and harmonization.
Congratulations...
to me on my amelioration.


Details | Light Poetry | |

hell,s door

hells door

he drives a 66  chevy
keeps it clean with armor all
when his nation needed him 
he answered the call

he was dedicated
had the passion in his eyes
but when he got there
knew what they told him was lies

he lost his belief
he just wanted to survive
and he was kind to everyone
but he had to take a life

why did they do this to him
he can never be the same again
and when the  bullet entered his heart 
and he never felt the pain

they say there  are angels 
watching all that we do
and when we stand before god
then he will judge you

an angel flew down that day
and feel sad at what she saw
and she thinks she can't wait
for god to send jesus thru the door

she sees the goodness of his soul
and how he was tormented as well
but the grim reaper came that day
took him away thru the gates of hell

 he is in a place he doesn't  belong
and she will  try to make it right
and she said get ready hell
today we are going to have a fight

and there,s an angel tonight
knocking on hell's door
cause she doesn't want  his soul
to be in the fire no more

we must not judge any one 
please have an open mind
but we all know that wars base on lies
 is a crime against mankind


Details | Rhyme | |

Mighty Mr. Mayjhaa Evil

Look at just how big and strong I am.
I can go through any town,
or go out on any limb.
I can bring about harm with just my mighty arms.
I can take you to you death,
I can take away you breath.
I can drown you on dry land 
with one of my mighty hands. 
I can bring you to your knees,
make you bow down to my needs.
I am the Mighty Mr. Mayjhaa Evil
I am the nightmare in your dreams, 
the dark and narrow that proceeds you.


Details | Epic | |

He'll Put a Spell on You Part 1

when I was young I remember hearing this song
and there was something about the words I felt were inherently wrong
"I'll put a spell on you, I can't stand the things you do
I don't care if you don't want me, I can't stand you because you're mine"

there are entities in life trying to captivate our minds and manipulate our emotions
wanting to govern our actions with subliminal messages and magic potions
yet when Phillip a deacon and devoted disciple of Jesus Christ
came to tell the Samarians about how to lead a Christian life
he met a village magician, a master of trickery
a false prophet, a charlatan with a degree in sorcery
who had the village people afraid, living in abject fear
with the threat to put a spell on anyone, any time, any where
he positioned himself into a superior role of protection
presenting himself as the one to give approval or rejection
an expert in enchantment, his name was Simon the Great
and when he comes into your neighborhood it's probably too late

he comes with guns and gangs, pushing needles and drugs
he brings all kinds of illegal activities and your garden variety thugs
he stands on every corner displaying his illusions
a snake oil salesman offering dreams of delusion
he preys on the vulnerable, the weak and the young
flashing his bling-bling and his slimy forked tongue
there's a Simon in every village, town and neighborhood
and there's nothing in him that about being good
so what is a village to do? when Simon has threaten to put a spell on you



Details | Epic | |

Carefree Place

--Dreams went by
To insomniac arrest I fell
I feel this isn't love
It's something darker--

Sweet butterfly catch me quick
It may be a while until the next touch
Your face so delicate and warm
Like the shining sun on a winter's day
You're so gourgeous little one
I never want to let you go

I wish I could fall away
To a place where I won't care at all
To be the one she craves
I know I'd have to do the impossible

With every day passed
I search for a grapple to her heart
In sickly songs I write
I find a thousand reasons why she left
Faith in every attempt
Love never dies
I'll love her til I die


Details | Ballad | |

MESSAGE LOST

This internal conflict 
I cannot fight 
This is not black and white 
This unreasoned spite 

I cannot get through 
I have tried 
This message lost too, 
lost in the deep wide 

Two forces collide, 
the pieces scattered 
far and wide 
Years to track down what mattered 

This restless angry sea 
throws its might at me 
Waves of emotion 
Seething ocean 

What can I repair? 
This loss of tranquillity 
It is so unfair! 
Am I losing my sensibility? 

Is this damage done? 
Have I lost a son? 
Has the restless angry sea won? 

The lost message, 
floating on angry restless sea 
It must be me 
The things I might have done, 
to make me think 
Before I sink 
Before my son 

I cannot get through 
He wont let me too 
Rising sea, 
beating its waves on me 

This storm must stop 
I am ready to drop 
Seething sea, 
throwing its'self at me 
Waves of emotion 
Restless ocean 

This conflict I cannot fight, 
peace is a right 
This restless angry sea, 
upon storm tossed message 
that is me 


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

I Don't Know About you America But I feel Like A Whore

I don't know about you America but I feel like a whore
when the Bush Administration wants to give me a $300 score
how many of our young men and women in Iraq will have to die
before they will admit that this war is one big fat lie?
how many more will be in foreclosure and become homeless
before the government realizes this a problem they need to address?
I'm beginning to suspect that 9/11 was a secret government conspiracy
so that Bush could justify an invasion in the interest of national security
where are the weapons of mass destruction they were so desperate to destroy?
It seems like taking the Iraqi oil fields was the only reason troops were deployed

I don't know about you America but I feel like a whore
while the Bush Administration runs out the White House doors
and like a good trick when he's done he leaves money on the table
then has the nerve to tell me to spend so the economy may become more stable
the corporations have sold us out and with the Chinese we're now in bed
more Chinese goods in America even some with paint containing lead
we used to be a country that thrived on production
now all we do is go to war and cause global destruction
the dollar is in the toilet and not worth the paper on which it is made
could it be because we're at a deficiency in international trade?
the Bush Administration has us again in debt to the tune of trillions
yet how is it that Republicans are still raking in the millions?

I don't know about you America but I feel like a whore
when the biggest John leaves us broken, bitter and sore
the Secretary of State believes the propaganda that's she spinning
the Joint Chief of Staff insists this war we are winning
but all we've done is cause chaos and confusion
It seems like America is the problem and not the solution
how many more soldiers will return disabled and lame
before the Bush Administration assumes any of the blame?
they talk in a manner that's most condescending
yet fail to remember that it's OUR tax dollars they're freely spending
let's not mention those "Hanging Chads"
we all knew brother Jeb had the election in the bag

we use one country against another to further our objectives
and when push comes to shove we drop them when there's nothing left to give
after Afghanistan and they way they dealt with bin Laden
why are they surprised that towards us his heart is now harden?
I don't know about you America but I feel like I've been betrayed
at least in the Clinton Administration only Monica got played

this poem took me 10 angry minutes to write


Details | Epic | |

FEELING

SOMETIMES I DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL. I SEE MYSELF LOOKING FROM THE 
OUTSIDE FROM THE INSIDE LOCK IN A DARK ROOM ALL ALONE AND 
CONFUSED.

I TRY GOING OUTSIDE, BUT AFRAID WHAT PEOPLE WOULD SAY. THEN I  
DON'T KNOW MY FEELING WILL REACT. I CRAWLED BACK INTO THAT DARK 
ROOM LIKE A SNAIL AND FEEL SORRY FOR MYSELF.

I FEEL LIKE A HIDDEN AWAY CHILD NOBODY WANTS OR LOVE. MY FEELS 
LIKE A BROKEN WINE GLASS THAT BEEN THROWN AWAY AFTER THE FRIST 
DRINK.

I WHETHER SIT IN THE DARK AND HIDE MY LIFE AWAY. I WANT MY FEELING 
TO STAY LOCKED IN A GLASS BOTTLE THAT BEEN THROWN INTO THE SEA, 
WHETHER THAN GOING OUTSIDE TO HAVE MY FEELING HURT.


Details | I do not know? | |

Part I Memo

Dr. Smith,
  Friend and colleague. It is to my compleat and professional embarasment.
That these vicious  rumors that have reached your ears...
That I through these many years
secretly admired you
And upon news of your engagement
was reduced to tears
I have become the butt of office laughter
Putting in question my career and professional standard
under scrutiny ever her after
Let it not be said that I did not value your friendship
or in secret hope wish for something more....
Let me rephrase that .
That I did not always wish for you the best.
And that when opportunity presented itself
that I would try to prevent
you from going through the door.
Please, do not believe the rumors
that say my heart is sore
If marriage makes you happy
then be happy ever more
Please don't think that after your marriage
any less of a friend I'll be
I'm sure that in time 
my loyalty you will see
and as for those tears everyone did see
They were tears of happiness 
from me to you, you see
What else could iI have ever dreamed
when it comes to you and me
Sincerly
Dr. Lang




(To Be Continued)


Details | Free verse | |

Adages Pt. 3 (the hierophant)

I can see the web of lies around me
Constructed by the spider in my heart
Just a manipulator
Playing its games with my life
I promised myself
As only a fool can
That there could be a safe haven
Calm within the eye of the storm
When it was only a trap
Set so perfectly on me
By myself
The ignorance of the world has always astounded me
Confounded me
Even as I ignored it in myself
Just felt the need
To find my own way
In a life that was never too kind
To the stranger
To me
I don’t know why it is always spinning
Think I’ve created this hell
In the image of a world left behind
Just another contradiction
Another manipulation
Another one of my lies
I made myself so cold
That I forgot to be angry
For what everyone did to me
Forgot to be forgiving
And to look the other way
Now I’m just a nothing
Forgotten to all
The opposite of what I needed
Or ever wanted
I am ready for the change
I am ready for the knowledge
Black turns to grey
My blue skin to red
As I shout and scream
A realization
A new found adage
Of how it could have been
“I never needed the light of a sun
To guide me on my way
Never needed a hope
To feel that I’m okay
I don’t need to rhyme
To impress the people
Who’ll just waste my time
I can go my own direction
To any place that I desire”
A hierophant is blooming
With no hope there is hope
And no need for a following
Just a contradiction and a knowing
Tomorrow will be
As always
Another day
The shift in the world around me
As drastic as black to white
Day to night
Reflected sunlight
As the moon makes itself known to me
And all the contradictions coming into focus
Becoming the world in which we all live
We feed on each others lies
And create our own
If only to fool ourselves
Into a state of relative bliss
Into a joke 
We’re playing on ourselves 
I don’t want the sun 
And its insistent heat 
I don’t need the clouds 
Or the people that I see 
Wandering around like dazed puppets 
Numbed on the drugs of old 
I just want to go my own way 
And to question what we know 
The moon in all its mystery 
Its quiet grace 
Greets and bids me fair tidings 
Hoping that something will treat me well 
A lone friend in a world 
Full of followers and beggars 
Fakes, frauds and any assortment of contradictions 
And this moon smiles
Gives a nod of approval 
It can see me 
Breaking out from behind my clouds 
And shining into the world 
A second sun 
A light guiding my own way 


Details | Epic | |

making it great in 2008 (part 9): roll away the stone

to make 2008 great you need to roll away that stone 
that rock that has closed you off and left you feeling all alone
Jesus had been crucified and then placed in a tomb
and on the third day His mother and some friends went to His interment room
upon their arrival they saw that the tomb was laid open and bare
an angel then informed them that the body was no longer there

Jesus stayed in trouble because of the way He lived His life
not concerned about political correctness only the oppressed struggle and strife
He was always in the company of your garden variety sinners
not so much about religion but making disciples and spiritual winners
He inspired many to embrace the Lord God's gospel
He performed many miracles and did the seemingly impossible
always willing to speak the truth and not fall into the "quiet conspiracy"
to buck the status quo, take the risk and claim the victory
and despite being betrayed by His own and then buried in a tomb
willing to turn the other cheek and in His heart for his enemies make room
and at His last supper to His disciples He intoned
upon My death the Holy Spirit will roll away all your stones

to make 2008 great you need to roll away the stones
to challenge life and come out of your comfort zone
many prophets of God came to show people the way
but were scorned, persecuted and then driven away
bold and passionate a mission they came to fulfill
to move us out of complacency and from waters that are still
to push up against the stones that are standing in our path
to roll away the stones of life to see the truth at last
stones of depression, drug abuse, disenfranchisement and despair
economic disadvantage, mental disabilities and stones of fear
despondency, destruction, disassociation, disillusion and dishonesty
the many stones hindering us from claiming the victory

to make 2008 great let God help you roll away the stones
that are standing between you and His righteous throne
and despite the opposition, the set backs, set ups and set downs 
let God help roll away the stones and place you on higher ground
be of good courage, take the chance and challenge the status quo
let the adversaries know that they no longer run this show
God moved that stone so that His Son Jesus could arise
and it was only by the grace of God that His Son could claim the prize
to make 2008 let God roll away the stones
for your destiny is in His hands and you're not in this alone


Details | I do not know? | |

Faith of a follower

Pondering, to ponder to much usually results in idle hands
Why question things so many times 
Why can’t we as humans accept that we are here by accident
I would doubt if a magical man in a robe sprinkled fairy dust
!Poof! Let there be light!
Six degrees of separation connect us all, so they say
Well if we were 1 degree closer to the sun….
Would we maybe have 3 eyes? Maybe a life with no despise?
Forget about it….
Again stop your torture of trying to find answers and just be
Pretty soon we all die, so why worry about uncontrollable things
If it helps to create magic in our minds to ease our minds of death
Lets create other magical items….
How about a pink fairy that takes pain away when loved ones die
What about the angel of light to submit to when we coincide
How about a Looney Tune called bugs bunny to pray to, 
At least we can see him
Put your faith in what you can see…
Put your faith in nothing….
And be…


Details | Free verse | |

Oh sweet sir

here I am once again,
singing out of tune
dancing without rythym 
painting without paint
flying without wings
kissing the non existant youth
oh sweet sir may I interest you
my sweet oblivion, Im in orbit
the narcotics are mezmerizing
why cry I havn't lost anything
slowly dying feels great
maybe you should get out of my be
Im done with you
maybe I should wake up from this sweet release
or maybe just a few seconds more
 
 
 


Details | Rhyme | |

Authority Threat

My blood boiled 
With unwelcome restraint
State Attorney misleading 
Painting gray paint
Troubled as disturbances seethe
This arrogant power 
Would never leave 
While her intimidation 
Was extremely shocking
The Supreme Court Justice 
She was mocking 
Representing myself
With no fighting chance                              
This sociopath
Was wearing the pants
I read the laws
Custody in my favor
She bullied me…Without waver 
Perverted threats coming true
Her infestation I now rue
Grandiose with all minorities  
Flaunting her grand Authorities
Thinking I would duck and run
I stood my ground she came undone 
Placing the child with her father
Never shielding my only daughter
I had her dismissed off the case
To the system she’s a disgrace!


Details | I do not know? | |

To Tan A Ripper Hyde

As the receding 
nestles of dying
love 
in full bloom,
now 
sadly blown away.

The seasons of 
the massacreing 
tides of Autumn,
the soothing winds
of change,
now gently at bay.

As love's decree
of passion 
resides at chamber,
felt within the door.

To conjure a broom
for everyone to hold,
peasantry, pleasantry,
a harlot,
and a merciful whore.

There is passion
hidden beneath
the swirling cosmos,
a treasure found
within thee.

Like the hearkening
cries,
 of Dove's. . .
made beautiful,
peace be with me.

As songbirds sing
the beautiful grandeur
of rose gardens 
made lively,
exuberant, 
a splendor of bliss.

As wine bearers
fathom,
the essence of wrath,
a gentle darkness,
a widow's hastening kiss.

By way of coven,
be it not foul, 
and also full
of such,
a bestowment of blessings,
of tears, of gentility.

There ponderous,
my Hecuba,
amidst your poisonous
scope of treason,
Mars and senility.

Conceit upon 
this morrow's eve,
of sacrilege and blaspheme
concerto phantasm.

Yes, for tradition calls,
upon entrance of estate,
made unbeknownst,
no proclamation of thee,
a luciferus orgasm.

As a racing menace
bewildered,
by the means
to wound obscene.

Ungored, at length,
a mandrake's gesture,
bitterness 
and more poison
of undine.

Where'll'st be,
betaking your ambience,
of twilight autumn
oh fine.

A lecherous Eve,
a serpent's wisdom,
to set her on,
oh perilous eyes
of mine.

As perching swans
upon the revealed
ides,
of Zeus.

Gentle lady,
I beg thee,
a pardon 
for the ibis goose.

Of thee, 
the essence Diana,
as graceful 
as no other Ceaser.

Fleeting perils
of doubt, 
madness, 
and glee, 
what it takes 
to please her.

Oh shadows
of temptation,
a scurried passion
of the Abydos
at Hades

A gentle Isis,
mistress 
to
the Lots of Salem,
o'er plentiful
maids.

Though 
to scathe
a peasant maiden,
be it not of chivalry
due rotten chaste.

The kingdoms
of decadence
and decay. . .
of the morrow,
a consent
of distaste.


Details | I do not know? | |

For love or money?

    You say you love me, I say I don't know what I feel. You throw the money and maybe I 
think this is real. Blinded by the light you spend more money then you know how to just 
love. Why is it that you think you own me? I feel like i'm in love but with a guy whose 
not you and i'm sorry to say I want to be a star but I don't need your change to help me 
get to where I want to go. I'm independent and I fly on my own two wings, though you 
might manicure them I still control the direction that they go in. Maybe if you would 
calm down a little and stop flashing that money maybe I would be into you for more then 
what to serve me. It's sad but true and I can't help what i'm feeling, I am no gold 
digger so stop thinking you can buy me. I am special and unique and it won't take 
crystall to pop the cork in me. I can feel the way he treats me and i'm falling so deep. 
You better not start anything or I will have to x you out the picture for life, the only 
reason I still talk to you is because well I don't. You stalk me everyone moment and i'd 
hate to say your a bugaboo but your getting on my last nerves I just might call this 
quits too. Don't you get the word no I will always choose love over money to me it's more 
about the lust. Am I attracted to you? Well the real me would have to answer but as a 
friends answer would say looks aren't everything. Take your money and take your dirty 
footprints stop stepping on my life or next time when you come around I will make sure I 
call the cops.


Details | Couplet | |

Salute of Gratitude

Dictators roamed the earth, enforced the hand of justice blinded
And tipped the scales on youths defending lives of those like minded
Tenaciously with tooth and nail they’d claw instinctively
But barely scratched the surface of surviving through this tyranny
With senses slaughtered, presently, a mystery marred in grey
Darkness reared its head and scarred our history in dismay
The souls of fallen comrades, stories untold, turning, grave
Aimless restlessness in crypts where fortune favors brave
Muddy pastures fertilized with dormant incompliance
Heroes recognized in red and green fields of alliance
And innocence ignited soar beyond the barricades
Rebirth, growth and healing on a spiritual crusade
On the path towards the open doors of possibility
Fluorescent understandings speaking truth and seeks serenity
Respect in combat, courage serves a cause so incandescent
Suppressing the oppressors with unheeded prayer’s confession
Pay homage to tin monuments, but don’t proceed to follow
Bear testament to tears of fire brought on by Apollo
Baron skies once filled with fire sparks of mass destruction
Replaced with fireflies and works, displaying reconstruction
Burning hopes and drowning sorrows, ember echoed temperance
Salutations, floating reefs and candles of remembrance
Purple hearts and silver stars for dear departed soldiers
Hollowed gunshots, flags and trumpets honoring our boldest


Details | Free verse | |

Goodbye to you

I'm standing here; still; but the world I feel is spinning
For every action there is a reaction so when I lose you're winning
What's my purpose? I'm hurt by this; not knowing the reason I exist
Unsurpassable bliss, life's a gift so what must I do important as experience this?
Birthday wish, love's first kiss, I'm leaving things I know I will miss
Reasons you let go, the seasons grow forgetful and I get lost in the midst.
Were we once copasetic, but she left me emotionally apathetic
My energetic aesthetic now just pathetic, our bodies' motion kinetic
Electric we danced in verses poetic, and then you said you wanted it less hectic
I can't pretend I hadn't dreamt it, It hurts knowing the words that slipped I meant it
My broken heart mended you took it unintended then went back and bent it
My one and only, the way you hold me, know that this world is cold and lonely
And though you left me alone reasons unknown to me know that I have flown and 
can see
So here's a token of my affection, past moments broken reflection
Your words spoken perfection, I swore for your protection
And you tore that connection with deception when all I wanted was your touch
We didn't need to say much keeping our secrets on the hush, so what happened 
to that trust
You know I went driving striving to find a reason to stay alive in
This world so many thrive in, I didn't think surviving your conniving was worth 
reviving
I shifted till I thought I would crash, but I lifted up and fought off collapse
Then I thought of what I would be missing and brought out a laugh
Without you know that I'm drifting today and what we once had has slipped away
So I'm leaving this place because it's the only way I can leave you behind
And not to say that this thought today won't ever leave my mind
In leaving a once loved I leave ones I still love and I'm using all of my strength to 
do it
My friends; my life they helped me through it, I'd take a bullet for you ... shoot me 
and I'll prove it
See when I was doing my thinking it was of them who I thought and that's why I 
swerved
My life's not going to be ended by a median curb I've learned life by having 
observed
A witness to tragedy, not to miss this is my strategy, which I will forever save
I'm leaving this place, thank you for letting me believe in your face and making 
me brave
For those I once loved and to those I still do, here is my thank you and my 
goodbye wave
My love for you I could never tell you so I'll just bring it down to my grave someday 


Details | Lyric | |

Envy

I envy her,
Her beautiful tan face,
Her sharp, white smile,
Her wonderfully shaped body,
Hey shy, but outgoing personality,
Her good, caring friends,
Her laugh that sends a chill down my spine,
Her heart, so big and filled with memories,
Her loving, blue eyes,
But most of all,
I envy how much they love her,
They all love her,
I envy her.


Details | Free verse | |

holding out for the highest bidder

why Is It that so few have so much 
and so many have so little?
where is the equality? 
where is the justice?

why is there world hunger?
when there is food aplenty
locked up in storehouses and silos?
holding out for the highest bidder,
while rats and mice are getting fatter
feasting on the surplus

why is there homelessness?
when there are apartments 
and homes sitting vacant
Is It not better to get some rent
than to get no rent?
holding out for the highest bidders


a woman placed her last two coins 
into the basket as an offering, a tithe
a rich man put twenty coins into the basket.
Jesus said "she has given her all"
while the rich man only gave a token
her faith and trust in God 
will get into the Kingdom of Heaven
but the rich man will not enter
for the Kingdom of Heaven
Is not holding out for the highest bidder


Details | Ballad | |

This Week's Fairy Tale

"Rude-Pun-Zel, Rude-Pun-Zel, Let Down Your Glass Eye!"

Rude-Pun-Zel had always been rude,
Sometimes boarderline crude,
But her own blue eyes she prized,
And she told no lies,
When she declared she was the
fairest of maids,
To sour some people '
like unsweetened lemonaids

One day she was too rude,
To a Sociopath Druid,
And in vengence, he
plucked out one eye...
Well she did not then die,
But, oh, oh, oh my, my, my...
She did long cry...
But at only 50% capacity,
Cause she had only one eye,
You see?

Well her Sorceror dad,
His temper was bad,
And this made him real mad
So he fitted her with, 
her one glass eye...
But he was color-blind
And didn't know what kind,
So he got one very brown,
Figuring if off, she would not mind...

Well Rue-Pun-Zel did
keep it anyway,
And everyday she'd
tie it in,
With a long eye-lash,
Of which she kept
a hefty stash

But now banished to
a tall tower blue,
She wanted for someone to her, save,
One day he came,
A plodding young knave,
Not too bright,
And not too brave,
He'd heard the tale,
Then one night,
after too much ale,
Seeked her out, from
the base of her tower...

Rude-Pun-Zel!!
Rude-Pun-Zel!!
Let down your glass eye,
I'll climb your lashes,
So no more will you cry!!
I'll even take you, 
to the local fish fry!!

Sadly, as poor
Rude-Pun-Zel attempted
this feat,
Her glass eye did slip,
And shatter when it hit

Goes to show you,
Always keep an eye on an eye!!

Goodbye!!


Details | I do not know? | |

Alone

You are all alone I know this I can see you
You ever get that feeling? I know you do
It's the feeling you are not alone, well I do to
This time its my turn to get the message through
The message is, I am coming for you
I am not a stalker, or a murderer, I just endure
All you need to worry is can you find a cure?
Im not evil, Im not good, nor am I pure
Im not inside nor outside...I am everywhere
You look up, you look down, and I wont be around
I make so much noise....there isnt a sound
When you start to panic and your eyes start to frown
The tears from your eyes are the tears of a clown
You arent what you say you are you dont even know
As time goes on your hunger begins to grow
ITs growing because I want it to even if your hunger is slow
Yes..Im alivein your veins I do flow
You get angry you cant figure it out oh ... do I glow
Rnough...enough I cant take this anymore
Too much enjoyment I feel, for this I feel poor
So I'll tell you what I 'll do, I'll give you a clue 
The answer my friend...lives within you.


Details | Villanelle | |

Domino effect

Barbarian heroes, men of respect
Amazon women, plotting to barter
And legends preach of Russian roulette

And legends preach of Russian roulette
Ritualistic roles, a common martyr
Barbarian heroes, men of respect

Barbarian heroes, men of respect
Are icy cold in mountain flakes
And legends preach of Russian roulette

And legends preach of Russian roulette
Far from warm light, raising stakes
Barbarian heroes, men of respect

Barbarian heroes, men of respect
The pre-empted massacre looms
And legends preach of Russian roulette

Acoustic sounds, resourceful doom
And purpose lost, enforced, entombed
And legends preach of Russian roulette
Barbarian heroes, men of respect  


Details | Concrete | |

Homeless

Homeless.

My life  in danger.
From gangs all around.
Targeting homeless people. If found.
No place to sleep, or warm to keep.
They took the key, and threw out me.

I wander from place to place.
Can not settle, in disgrace.
On the outside, looking in.
Is a  sin.

My favorite spot is a bus stop.
Catching a bus to nowhere.
After the last one gone.
I can settle down and yawn.

The price of property is sky high.
Where to lay my head, instead.
Maybe a castle in the sky.
Or a mansion I will buy.


Comments.
I received a feedback on my poem "The Vagrant"
from a fellow poet who told me he was homeless.
I want to help him. He is in Tucson, Arizona.
I am in Holland, Europe.
Does anyone know of an Agency for homeless people
that he can be directed to?  or any other way we
can help him.
Please e-mail me if you can help.
normanpurvis@casema.nl
Norman Purvis.







Details | I do not know? | |

Special

   Your special, you are, and even though the mirror may not show it behind the 
reflection is a bird ready to spread her wings and fly. Your special and even though no 
one says it, it has to be you who knows it because everyone lies once in a while. Your 
special and and even though you may not feel it god knows it and he makes you suffer so 
that the bad demons inside you can leave. Your special and I want you to hear me when I 
say it, Your eyes, your smile, your everything is special. Your unique like an antique 
and people should treasure you. But they won't if you don't and they will not if you 
don't show them your worth it. So open up that dark shell and show them the pearl that 
lies underneath. When you do they will see and though it will take time they will 
eventually embrace but it takes a certain courage to dream and then achieve I believe you 
can make it. I won't hold your hand because no one held mines, I had to figure life out 
for myself it's a puzzle but when it's clear the shapes become beautiful you will 
appreciate them. I just close my eyes and hope that you discover your talent before it's 
too late because special tonic can dissolve and soon you be left with bitterness of what 
could have been. I don't want any shoulda coulda wouldas from you I want you to seize the 
day because you never know what will happen sooner or later you will be happy.


Details | I do not know? | |

The pain inside

My heart feels like a ball of barbed wire
My insides feel like they are on fire
The wrenching sobs escaped my throat
My tears are running, I can't stay afloat
The feeling of dread every time I breathe
Hoping and wishing that I never have to leave
Hold me close, let’s block out the tears
When I am in your arms, I have no fears
Even though we're young I know this much
All troubles melt away just from your touch


Details | Free verse | |

The under rug swept prophet part 3

But who knows whose the leader of which or what tangents of mans divine plan 
of twisting and changing words and accusation of lies and liars
To look for those who synchronicity and dangerously know the truth
who will be one day brave enough to discover how to baby-sit reality while he 
removes the veil and helps the god’s and his children come together and return 
to the garden before we obliviously celebrate the betrayal of ourselves our souls 
our gods
Forever and our thrown away
And this test no mere mortal man can properly comprehend
Many victims are claimed everyday and live their lives ignorant that they are 
returning to a place either up or down 

Where heaven is full of denial and hell was supposed to be a reward for passing 
a test of faith instead of betrayal

So there we stood with our hopes and crooked smiles
A favorite angel as the leader of the innocent blasphemy to the sucker of the 
sucker patrol
And the truth under rug swept and this part of the truth, which has nothing to do 
with the inner driving force turned our act inside out, and we were punished for 
the lie sevenfold and sevenfold and sevenfold
And saw a beautiful god turn summers cold
And man's plan with all of his questions are things that have no answers that 
causes the fact into gods heart and piece by piece his beauty that is left we 
would like to grow shatters

So come to heaven with me
Pass the test of standing strong within reason and sentiment
The understanding of what was never said and written between the lines of a 
prophet and a son who are not one and the same but closely connected
The truth of a god in the middle of a powerfull mystery that changed three worlds
And all he can do is forgive what he can pretend he needs no answers and 
condemn wickedly what even he no longer understands
and then man comes up with his plans and those who revolutionize often 
Circle around to fall for the worst grade of when what hits the fan?


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Possession

I late was running on those rocks
Where pathways twist and demons stalk
And lovers run their course by night
Black was the way, I could not gauge
The stars, nor could I sever rage
And when the wind blew wild I heard his summons in Ahriman's song

Set seven demons loose to dance
Set seven bitter winds to blow
For though I wished to break the trance
Through flesh and flesh I can't let go
Set thunder's anarchy to crash
All living shrink away from me....

When the pale moon is on the rise
And daylight vanquished from tumultuous skies
Call forth from black Infinity
A changeling fury in disguise
To own my nights and burn my eyes
To bind me for eternity
With brimstone for indemnity
And love and love and love is gone....


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Endure The Thorn: How to Get Over What You Can't Get Through

Paul had to defend his apostle position
and renounce all those false convictions
yes, he may have bragged a little about his own story
the day that he saw Jesus Christ in all His Glory
but Paul's head was not too big, he was aware of his place
he was not beside himself, he kept true to the faith

a thorn in his side, a most annoying appointing
but Paul endured It all for It was his anointing
once, twice, thrice Paul to God did comment
will you not remove this thorn and take away this torment
The Lord replied to Paul, "My power is perfect in your weakness,
My grace is sufficient, accept It In meekness"

there are many things you can't get over, but God will get you through
He has a lock on every situation, just allow Him to order you
God is in control, His hand is always in the mix
and no matter what's going down, only He can fix
for The Lord will give you what you need
have patience and wait on Him to do the deed
 
a thorn in his side, a painful contemplation
but Paul endured It all without any consideration
It takes a messenger of  Satan to come and buffer thee
but Satan is God's devil and God is the only authority
yes, God has a divine plane and He's in control of everything
yes, He has a need to know plan that only He will be revealing

just don't get caught up in yourself, for God will slap you around
The Holy Spirit will convict you and knock you to the ground
you will be kept in your place, you will suffer some persecution
allow God to gain His powers through your resolutions
for there is no testimony without a test
there is no glory without some gloom
no crown without the cross
no resurrection without the tomb
God's power is in your weakness
just endure as much as you can do
and If you can't get over It 
let God get you through


Details | I do not know? | |

frozen rose

No
no name
frozen rose
lost cause
and so simpleminded that it is
mindless

Quickstep my dear
that or Slow fox
no labdance
(my penis is only for pissing)

I own 6 nights and 8 days
they are only mine
(and yours
and yours
and yours 
and yours)
need more
but the bank is closed 
and my cash is spent
on cigarettes, beer and uncomfortable shoes
made in China
by a heartless little girl
who humped the neighbour’s son
and then just ignored him
for no reason at all
he killed him self 
(who wouldn’t?)

Empty stone
frozen rose
lost cause
roadless journey
bodyless traveller
no need to hitchhike 
you will get picked up

Heartless little girl
no name
no face
Winter here I come (and where the f.... is my Igloo?)

Broken bones
happy smile
today
green meadow and tired back
will meet

these trees never give up
(but refuses to tell me how they manage).

Lars Eriksen 2005


Details | Free verse | |

Misanthropy's Fire

Eyes of abhorrence…
A hatred of humanity…
Shrilling of silver tongues…
Decreeing noxious mandates

Spurning absolute control…
This recluse contesting…
Hands gripped in bloody fists…
Striking at scarred old men…
Bleeding century old wounds

Pits overflow in battles chaos…
Friend versus friend and foe versus foe…
Exchanging arrows for bullets…
Beating plowshared swords into rifles…
Lead flying in shrapnel burstings…
To “Bring freedom to all mankind”

A prospect dim…
Without success or hope…
Burns the voice of misanthropy


Details | Lyric | |

Tormented

Only so much suffering can one man take, when stretched to the breaking point like a taut
violin string
When the pain is so severe that one's body goes numb, when he can no longer feel the stab
in the back
Save for the pain within himself, the cruel longing for something more, the sting of
bitter defeat once again
Like recurring nightmares haunting his every step, he is struck in his heart with a
profound sense of despair
That comes from a long and arduous life, marked at each turn with sorrow and balanced on
the edge of a knife
What folly comes from the lie of hope, for the man has lived his life through the
dichotomy of failure and victory
Upon straying too close to the light, he is torn from it by his own sense of loss and the
cruelty of his soul
And at the brink of death, when came a thought of final peace, he was brought back by
frail and incomplete dreams
The dual cycle never ends, for one fated and born into this world for the purpose of
suffering others pain
Forever reborn to continue on the path of dread, to know happiness only for it to be torn
from his throbbing heart
The never ending wheel of birth and rebirth, the fulcrum built upon this man's existence,
his blood and sinew
But no one will ever know this man's name, nor share in his pain, for his is a burden he
must bear alone
His tortured soul and tormented mind assure it, for burdened as such, none shall ever bond
with him
And his cries will go unheard in the grand scheme of the universe, forgotten in the flow
of time, never spoken
'Til the end...
		


Details | I do not know? | |

Changes will come

    I open my eyes and the bright skies shine into my face, sometimes i'm paralyzed by 
how happy I can be. Nothing has ever felt this way before. I have never opened up this 
door and finally i'm ready to experience life and now it's coming. Grabbing, shoving me 
all in the right direction and I can't complain that i'm happy just being me. Fun, no one 
has to be around it's just me and myself and I can be glad all by myself. But i'm never 
alone, surrounding by a thousand friends and their all welcoming when ever. Tears have 
fallen down my eyes and I can taste the rainbow after the storms. Changes will come and I 
will never forget the lesson that I've learned, changes will come and I won't be the only 
one. I will survive. I will fight to stay alive. I will care, I will listen, tonight... 
changes will come.


Details | I do not know? | |

Rights To Kill

Who has the godlike hand to judge
Who has the right to cast the first stone
Who may stare at me and say ... you die?
Pull the trigger 
You think your hurting me?
Your killing you
Eyes close, your dead 
The person standing above you ... killed you

Oh, its not human
Its a bug 
An animal 
What Right do you have to kill it?

Like a disease you have become a murderous thing ...
Killing "things" around you that beat with a rhythm
You are a disease 
Yet, you still live 
Who's gonna kill you?

Who's the malevolence that seeks revenge and says you deserve to die now?


Details | I do not know? | |

What you want of me

You date me
You want me to get high
I didn’t high I didn’t felt for that 
I lie to you
I say that “I love you”
Went I didn’t mean it
I say “I want you”
When I want you to get out off my face 
Every time I say to you “ I was thinking of you” 
I though of my exboyfriend 
When I kiss you it didn’t mean anything to me 
Is like I kiss the wall 
You want to mate just for your sake 
You want to make love to me just for fun
I want you to get of my bed and of my face.


Details | Lyric | |

A Game with Death

Deep within the confines of my mind, I play a game with Death itself
The pieces set, black against white, the game played a thousand times before
I move the pawns to block the enemy line, and I feel a tinge of empathy
The pawn and I, so alike, both pieces in someone else’s game, expendable
The greater pieces, knights and rooks, bishops, and queens protect the king
The King, the representation of my mind, if defeated so shall I fall
The pawns charge and clear the way against the line of Death’s allies
Reaching to the sky for their chance at glory, but stricken down before
Death’s cold and brilliant moves seduce me, like a forbidden dance
Haunting and frightening, but tempting all the same, I allow the moves
The pieces fall like leaves from an autumn tree, a piece of me dies with them
For this is no mere game I realize, but the struggle against the embrace of oblivion
And I’m losing, the king backed into a corner, no way out with foes in pursuit
The king in hopeless retreat moves further into defeat, and I tremble
My hand reaches for something, could it be that I’ve succumbed to failure?
I take the king in hand and it falls to its side, the match is forfeit to Death
But as I offer my hand to him, embracing my fate, the phantom simply smiles
A chill smile not seen, but felt in the heart, a stinging pain that told me his intent
He would not take me to the afterlife, but abandon me to a life of pain and hardship
Just like so many times before, the game played over the course of a lifetime
And Death cheats every time, every loss becomes another chance for misery


Details | Ballad | |

The Ship

startled to sudden wakefulness
by the sudden lurch of the ship,
fear rose in my soul
cold, damp hull next to my berth,
I'd give 10 years of my life
to have my feet on solid earth

dark, quiet inboard
only the low pitched groans of metal
pounded by an angry, restless sea
was it the fear, or the sound, that had woken me?

Eyes open half way, not quite sure where I am-
What I did, and why, or who I really am-
was I drunk? was I mad? or am I just dead?
pounding waves roll into my ears, and echo in my head...

riveted steel plates before my eyes,
drops of sea dew condense inside,
sudden terror, as my mind awakes-
no sound aboard- but the 
rhythmatic pounding of heavy seas

engines dead!  no motor sound-
have we once too often-
dared the fates?
what's going on? what and why?
and where, oh God, are my mates?

I jerked out of bed,
as the deck dances beneath my feet- 
what's happening? is this real? 
will death, I once more, defeat?

to the hall I stagger...
as my world shudders about me...
no lights, no sound, and fading hope...
but the sound of ever maddening waves...
eager to crush this insolent ship,
so insolent as to invade its realm
so foolish to taunt nature
with no one now at its helm

each cabin, in rising panic,
I searched in rising gloom,
to find nothing to comfort me,
each but an empty room...

fear increasing with-
each crushed hope,
each screaming smash of wave
am I alone, am I dreaming?
or against me, the sea is scheming?

fought my way up to the rolling deck,
pain swelling in my now sprained neck-
alone?
the sea grew ever more threatening and awesome,
I felt left alone to face my fate
my outcome no longer doubtful,
I wouldn't have long to wait...

at a topside cabin,
I peeked outside,
saw mighty wind and wave-
an angry earth it was tonight
no way for me to save...

dark night and
no one about-
I cursed, I cried,
I screamed, I did shout...

abandoned? left to die?
or in a murderous dream-
did I make 32 die?
toss their bodies overboard?
feed the sea,
its requested hoard?

panic is panic,
and panic this was-
demon or victim?
which was I,
did I kill?  will I die?

I retreated downdeck,
a broken man,
either way I lose-
the comfort of strong steel-
no more- it would'a been
something that I could use


Details | Free verse | |

I ain't no holla back girl

         I'm just a girl so don't get upset when I don't turn around when you try to 
play your games. 

I can't help not wanting you when you are saying things that make me 
laugh about how desprate you sound I wonder how many girls you have tried to talk to 
today. 

I can see your lingering eyes as I pass by, Don't you know that I won't listen to 
any of your lies. 

I can just pretend that I don't even see you, may even close my eyes just so that you 
will lose interest and if you do that's no surprise.

 I am not trying to hurt your feelings, it's just that i'm not the type of girl who falls 
for stupid lines i've heard them all before.

 Some say that's why i'm still alone but I think that's why my heart hasn't gotten broke.

 Girls who listen to your whispers are just plain foolish, they expect a fairytale and 
next week he'll be preaching to another girl. 

I ain't no holla back girl I won't turn around when your calling because that's just 
playing right into your hands. 

I won't let you dip in the wine just because I have morals don't you understand. You look 
at me and I just smile... Don't you get it? i'm more attracted to a guy who plays hard to 
get.

 I need a challenge in my life and if your going to play easy 
then I guess you should know that i'm not simple.
 
In fact i'm extremly complicated and it doesn't take a few phone calls to get me naked.
 
I aint no holla back girl you have to be persistant to get into my world, I won't give in 
to just the same old game if you are playing me you better have me dazed. 

Have me blind so I can't see I don't want weak game to be played out in front of me.

 Challenge me or get lose, I understand my demands are harsh but it's just because I aint 
no holla back girl but if your worth it I will holla at ya. 

When I fall I do fall hard so I need a strong guy who's real and if they really 
are down  they will catch me.


Details | I do not know? | |

You Better Run

We won't let you win!
No weapon formed against us will prosper!
We are standing on Holy Ground!
Go back down to your bed of fire!

JESUS is our avenger!
He will beat you at your own game!
You better run!
Here HE comes!
Life as you know it is about to change!

You are messing with the wrong people!
We are the children of the Most High!
You're finished!
Give it up!
You will never win the fight!


Details | Rhyme | |

Jedidiah

I was my father's son, tender,
And in the sight of my mother,
Only beloved, for my brother
Became ill on the seventh day;
After Nathan spoke and left, he lay
As consequence in surrender

To death for the king's unmastered
Lust and murder of a just man.
Despising God, though partisan,
He made His foes show utter scorn;
Adultery conceived his first born.
The child's considered the bastard.

So, the king comforted his wife
In her mourning til there was none.
I was brought forth the second son,
Solomon, of both peace and rest.
The prophet returned; I was blest;
Thus, loved by the Lord in life

And named of Him Jedidiah.
As son to Father I was known.
He stablished forever my throne,
Though my brother made himself king
With fifty chariots full swing;
His courts declared, "Adonijah!"

But to Gihon by mule I went
With the horn of oil anointed;
Trumpets sounded as appointed.
My people shouted greater sounds,
Even so much that they shook the grounds
Following me from the sacred tent.


Details | Free verse | |

My Image

Allow this stranger of another species to become me. how i dare not breathe 
because of my own me. Of all the things that i believe. Of all the things i conceive. 
I'd pick you. Through my journey's. all my paths what forth can i not adhere to. I 
stick with my past. For they seem to last. an won't let this stop me. this has not 
yet  opt to me. Let me go i want to breathe, the air you breathe. the way you walk, 
talk in your sense, know your time of gesture. I am what you want me to be. I can't 
be what anybody else see's. Im just your foreshadow. What the outside sees 
before the inside does. Help me get me out of here. Oh i can't im stuck until you 
die away and remember you are beautiful. Inside and out. Im your mother. Im 
your Mirror Image.


Details | Free verse | |

Mental victoms part I

Arthur was 16 when he entered the system
i could never ask him why
he was too old when i met him
he was on soo many pills
and not very pleasant to talk to
he heard voices
he would sometimes get up and punch someone
but who knows if they deserved it 
or not
after being in a mental institute
from the age of 16 until the day you die
wouldn't you go crazy

the first real guinea pig
i met him
i never cried for him and his pain
but he always wanted to check my shave,
perhaps a victim from some sick war crime
I'll never know

Graham is not from our country
and I've written amnesty international concerning his welfare
they say its not any of their concern
as he wears shackles and chains on a daily basis
and goes to the bathroom in a diaper and eats cold food like sandwiches
because he hits people
mainly his doctor who lies to him
in my opinion
just like the doctor lied to my dad about me trying to bite him,
but i have no proof
just lucky I'm not in chains 
going to the bathroom in a diaper
I know he committed a crime but two years locked in one room
alone with a window curtain opening and closing to spy on you
is enough psychological insanity to inspire mania if you ask me

Andrew was a crack head
and held up some convenience stores for some money
so he could get drugs
now hes been in the funny farm for like twelve years
still trying to get a hold of his next hit
watching his youth disappear
watching his life fade away
jumping through the hoops of a system that holds your freedom above you
that may or may not ever grant it
Andrew ran away
gave it all he got
saw people chained to the wall
people dieing there from the age of 16 for ridiculous crud
and knew they were toying with him
so he ran away
now he on a unit where god only knows 
what mind hell they're putting him through
what rainbows hes swallowing down

Shelley was the meanest woman i had ever met
but it was always worth seeing her smile
don't know haven't figured out if the drugs really helped her
but she was in that place since she was seventeen
and died in a group home from some sickness 
they claim wasn't related to her meds
I'm no fool, the stuff they pump us full of is deadly and toxic
i never made it to Shelly's funeral to see her murderers 
there crying fake tears
for someone they would never really miss


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Made Of Misery

Shuffling along
with the rest of the herd,
noticing the nuances
of the livestock,
slowly feeling 
the numbing pulse,
       shake through my body,
twisting my soul
to match the cull.

It almost
    slips past
         my senses,
the slow.
       draining
             of my.....self,
but I do catch it
and release my horde
from my abyss.
Scorching the landscape
back to the ash encrusted ravines
       and jagged,
               crumbling cliffs
that fit
         my troops.

Misery is
leading my minions
on the siege of this
          blissful mosaic,
scattering the enemy forces,
like pigeons on the sidewalk
as a child runs through
their flock.

The skies are splattered
with blood,
as the orangeness of
desolation sets in.
Then as the scene
reaches epic beauty,
a casym splits my battlefield,
like a black bolt of lightening
running across the ground,
festering with unrefuted dispair,
causing a shockwave
                        of immobility
to pass through both ranks,
turning the battleground
into a garden of terracotta
soldiers.

Some shatter,
like a ceramic vase,
as the dispair settles
back into the earth,
leaving my castle,
              under reconstruction,
untouched.
For the brick of depression
I've used to rebuild my walls
are impenetrable to the likes 
                       of this.