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Details | Bio | |

Maurice Glenn Turner and Randy Thompson: Fallen Heroes

Glenn Turner and Randall "Randy" Thompson were the best police officer and volunteer firefighter in all of Cobb County, Georgia, until March 1995 (WWF Monday Night Raw and WWF Wrestle-Mania XI) and January 2001 (Raw Is War, WWF SmackDown!, and the WWF Royal Rumble) when their lives were taken away from their loving families by Julia Lynn Womack: aka the "Black Poisoning Widow." It seems that it was these two guys in uniform who married the same woman, especially when she was after their money, totaling hundreds and thousands of dollars, even in life insurance. Glenn and Randy have been killed by a deadly liquid by the form of Etheline Glycol rich antifreeze; Lynn Turner used it to spike that of lime-flavored gelatin (green Jell-O), sweet iced tea, and chicken noodle soup. Now, how cold-blooded was that? But to be honest, Maurice G. Turner and Randy Thompson, God rest their souls, really never should've met this gold digging assassin named Julia Lynn Womack (who's now dead) to begin with. Their families, their colleagues, and the citizens of Cobb County, Georgia, they still don't understand why the lives of these two men have to end in a tragic manner. They've got a bunch of whole lives ahead of them. But now that Lynn Turner, who killed both her police officer husband and her firefighter boyfriend, is dead, she can't hurt anyone else ever again. Randall and Glenn are no longer with their friends and families (including their moms), but their spirits will live on forever and they'll see their loved ones in heaven one day. And as for Julia Lynn Womack-Turner, she got what was coming to her and may she burn in the giant pit of inferno for all eternity.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

ALONE

Here I am.
The dark settles in,
Reminds me I’m alone.
Ghosts of my past haunt me today,
I truly just want to go home.
Separated from my life today,
Barred from my destiny,
Wasn’t meant to be my fate,
How could this happen to me?
I was going to sparkle,
I was meant to shine,
The only question
Remaining today,
Why did I do that line?
Crystal she cried out to me.
She swore I’d be ok.
She would never leave me,
She was here to stay.
She made me feel so special
Gave me such a high,
She made me not care as much,
Until she made me die.
SHONIE M. GRIFFIN


Details | Narrative | |

HONOURABLE NATTY DREAD

FROM OUT OF THIS EARTH, IN EVERY GENERATION
MUST ARISE A MIGHTY PROPHET...
SO DON'T YOU HAVE NO FEAR, YOU HAVE DONE YOUR SHARE, YOU ARE THE HONOURABLE
NATTY DREAD.

YOU BROUGHT US OUT FROM IGNORANCE,
AND FOR THIS WE WILL THANK YOU HONESTLY.
ALTHOUGH WE KNOW THAT IT WAS WRITTEN IN THE BIBLE THAT MANY WOULD BE
CALLED,BUT ONLY FEW OF THEM WOULD BE CHOOSEN. 

ROBERT NESTA MARLEY, HE LIVED HIS LIFE FOR WE.
AND NOW WE HAVE GROWN, WE ARE THE SEEDS HE HAS SHOW, TILLED BY HIS IMPERIAL
MAGESTY. 
OH BROTHER BOB YOU WERE ONE.
YOU WORKED FROM DAWN TILL DAWN.
NOW IN THE PHYSICAL YOU HAVWE GONE, BUT IN THE SPIRIT YOU WILL CARRY ON,
THE WORKS OF MARCUS GARVEY.(CHORUS)

NOW BOB ARISE,
OPEN THY EYES.
BECAUSE WE WANT YOU TO KNOW, I 'n' I HAVE DISCOVERED YOUR FOE,
TRAMPLED BENEATH THY FEET.

SO IF YOUR TRODDING IN A STREET, 
OR IN A HIGH MOUNTAIN.
DON'T YOU HAVE NO SHAME, 
REGGAE MUSIC HAS BROUGHT YOU FAME, 
YOU ARE THE HONOURABLE NATTY DREAD.

(C)1982, 1996, 2006 ALBERT WILLIAMS


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 | Blank verse | |

he is leaving home

                            
                  In great respect of the band I grew up listening to
                       as sure as Mom passed down Saturday Chores 
                      for I had been chosen to scrub bathroom floors `

                    Yet a familiar sound would bring me to keep scrubbing
                       The red album, The blue album , The White album 
                        Then .. Abbey Road , always remembering the sad look on
                  Ringo's face ,  something hard to understand underneath~
                       
                      I get it now, what you were saying all those years ago ,
                    the many sad lonely tears , secret tears , secret fears 
                    For Maxwell's Hammer was a real one . It wanted silence

                    Going back ..remembering when John Lennon died 
                      I was in Arkansas saddened with the world .
                      Then seeing his face saying " Drag isn't it " 
                      No .. this was not my hero in music and song .

                      he was a stand in hired William , he filled his shoes 
                      bringing diversity to create so much beautiful music from loss

                       One left standing , alone;; grief struck on back cover ~
                       The other identity hidden, tried to be part of ..coming together
                                                                                                                                                                        
                            his  world of secrets
                        He to suffers today , in fear , Faul~
                       
                        Too many years gone by .let us tell the Truth. Let us be free
                         The very sad long and winding Road ~
                         Let us Bury our real Paul. 

                         No more " Mystery tour "
                             No more fear 
                                Let him be in peace ~


           Inspired by " The Last Testament of George Harrison , Is Paul Dead ? "

                






Details | I do not know? | |

Fire

Fire
Instance of combustion
Fuel
Ignited
Oxygen
Light, Heat, Flame
A burning mass
As on a hearth
Destructive conflagration
Heat
Greek fire



©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


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 | Rhyme | |

The Day My Uncle Died



The Day My Uncle Died...

I was thinking about the smile on my uncle’s face….
This was a before he would “leave this place."

I'll never forget the words shortly before he died.
The more I thought about it, the more I cried.

He said, "you know Jimmy I wish I got to know you better."
I never received another phone
 call or even a letter.

A few days later he was ready to go to a funeral.
But it was also him who received a burial.

I was shocked and amazed as to what happened.
The events took place. There was no way
 I could "stop them."

Memories I had were from many years ago.
I often think about him.    And I do miss him so!

I suppose many don't take the time to realize...
How quickly life passes... 
Then someone dies.

Perhaps there's someone in your
 life you can think of…
There's been a situation that you're
embarrassed to "speak of/"

A harsh word said, and angry thought was spoken.
And soon your relationship has been "broken."

This may be a good time with this person to spend.
Irregardless if they're what you'd call a "friend."

Everyone is important to God who reigns above.
We need to be filled with his mercy and love.

The person you haven't seen shall one day disappear...
The days are short...  Our journey's end is so near!

May God speak to our heart and help us to see...
Where will you and I be spending our eternity???

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Villanelle | |

Its Nice

I guess everything I did or do is not good enough for you,
This Mr Nice guy is not working out to your standards isn't it true.
What are you asking for from me, would you like the beast unleashed,
like it was before I turned into an angel that was kissed? 

You have been asking for it, for a long time now,
the beast wants to tear out of my skin and make you drown. 
Kill you and devour you piece by piece,
than spit you out into hell where you'll burn like the trees. 

What haven't I given you that you have treated me this way,
I show you live and care but you burned my heart like a pile of hay. 
So for my final words, be cautious of the daemon YOU have unleashed,
Cause one wrong move and your body will be incomplete.


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 | Romanticism | |

A Flower's Funeral

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-10/6/2013-


Details | Elegy | |

God Received An Angel

In the summer of 2007, God received an angel.
The Angels name was Katie. 
Katie was sweet & Katie was good
But I guess God wanted sweet old Katie
Out of the hood.
She did all she could, she gave all she had
But never in her life treated anyone bad.
Jesus, I know that she’s good
I know that she is great
But sometimes I just hate, 
Hate that she is gone
Hate that she is away
I think about her everyday.
Everyone & Everything is changing
Family is falling apart, 
Oh why it’s breaking my heart.
Tearing the house down acting like pure clowns
God you got a gift 
But sometimes I wish,
Wish you hadn’t took my Angel
Wish you would have let her stay a little longer.
God received an Angel.
The Angels name was Katie
 I hope Katie is with me daily
Until I die & visit her in the sky
House is up wholesale, everyone thinking
“WHAT THE HELL”
Angels, Angels, Angels
Angels flying here, Angels flying there
Angels are flying around just about any & everywhere
You took a couple of my families angels in strange ways 
I get up in the morning wondering when is my day
& who will be next to depart us.
My heart was broken when you took my Angel
Oh, why did you have to take her,
Her out of all people
She followed the rules and the laws 
But I am wondering is that all.


Details | Sonnet | |

Sunken Tears

                                   He stood bravely before me 
                           with a medal of honor in his right hand
                        and a bandage of agony around his left knee
                           It seemed like he had struggled to stand,
                             his crutches lay useless on the ground
                                 I found it hard to understand why,
                                 a soldier in pain didn't even frown
                                      With a voice firm but dry
                                 his words shook me like thunder
                                "You're now the man of this house"
                                 he uttered like a worn-out hunter
                            quivering up my legs like a terrified mouse
                                 Drowning my mind through cold ears
                        he passed his sincere respect and sunken tears


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Strenght for the Journey

I asked for strength for the journey
But its in the journey I find the strength
I hear lost souls cry out
These are more than just words that I think
Yeah I'm on the brink of disaster
Lady Luck I'll come by and see you later
But at this time I'm ending the game I only got like ten minutes
But actually I'm running five minutes late
Yeah! its kinda like my life story
Yep, the red foe is crushed now
Sure, I'm just like lightning that is struck down
Like the beginning of wisdom, is to distinguish the differences
I face my fears, I continue in the face of resistance
Because the path of least resistance is what makes both men and rivers crooked
If I have another hearing the judge will throw the book at me
And last night, Oh my GOD why did you forsake me
I got on my knees and prayed for guidance through this darkness
I went back to where it started: and I walked away, took away the threat and became the target
Of course I'm more than just a product of my environment
I'm entirely> Aware that there are 2 kinds of conspiracy
The conspiracy of the government and the conspiracy of the devil
My soul is here just to show you, you must dig deeper inside yourself
I've reached way past the point where it seems hopeless
Every door in Sweetwater is closed to me 
So I close the door to hell and open the door to heaven
It was God who said everything my hand touched would prosper
And my hand has touched this keyboard
And my voice is just screaming out to touch that microphone

    "Get your microphone and make it pretty; Put a skull around it for this city"




Details | Free verse | |

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


Details | Lyric | |

Come As You Are

At one point in my life i was an artist
I used to paint and draw
Covering a piece of paper
In beautiful colors
And my art told a story
The sort of story you couldn't talk about
I used to go to school every day
Showing up late 
Wasn't something I'd do
But i dropped out
Leaving my education behind
I played the bass guitar
In a band called 
The Nocturnal
My fingers ran against that bass
Pure magic
The sound of the gods
Setting out to destroy the world
Pure Punk straight from Seattle
At one point i was clean
Sober and pure like a new born baby
Falling further into 
What you now call 
"disapointment"
Screwing up my veins
with every shot of herion
Killing my brain cells
With every joint i smoked
Clogging up my nose 
With every pill you could have known
I used to write lyrics
About my life
My childhood
I used to write journals
The ones you read in the book 
that was published of me
I got up on that stage every night
As i was
Nothing fake
Nothing glamourous
Only a few scars
One shot of heroin
Come as you are
The words only speak for 
Themselves


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 | Narrative | |

I WAIT FOR YOU DEATH

As you grow, happy moments shrink,
At some day, skin aches when you smile,
These are just ordinary lines, or
Maybe just exaggerated tales,
‘D thought so but no fraction of idea,
It could be real, as real as you dwell in it,
Just like another story,

How a freckled face glance down,
Why arched brows are falling down,
The crow lines of eyes say it,
When it aches to smile,
Wearing it which was disowned years back
Don’t spell or stare or nod,
May face lays as in absence of suspicion

Knot of rope around my neck, 
What changed or happened,
Somebody sprinkled dust on freshly painted canvas,
That Blush of youth _with self-indulged soul,
Beauty reflected in the eyes wide open,
Then agonizing hand interfered,
So made me wore this,
The face you don’t look at.

I have told enough, misery loses its grief,
If explained to satisfy that deaf ear,
Let it prevail, the dust,
Let me blacken myself in the stained canvas,
For that is what meant, and so,
Let this veiled face pray, in the shadow,
For the last breath, not for shrine,
Lived in mundanely and so did suffer,
Shall die in that ordinariness too,
If life asked you about my tiredness,
Don’t blame a name but a cure,
Which is desperately awaited, let her know.


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 | Rhyme | |

Beyond the Frontier

Where am I? Why is it dark?
This isn’t what I had in mind when I left the park…
Why isn’t the wind whispering…the songbirds singing?
All I remember is a telephone ringing…
A scream and a crash and a pain in my side…
Is this what happens after one’s died?
I don’t feel like myself, I feel wild and free,
Yet I’m cold and alone, 'stead of filled with glee.

My whole life I’ve studied, and pondered, and prayed,
Trying to fathom what would happen this day
But now that it’s here, I’m beginning to fear
Maybe the afterlife’s not what it appears…
It’s certainly not what I’ve been told by my preacher
Or my parents or brother or best friend or teacher…
Is it a bad thing, or is it good?
Maybe it’s just not quite understood...

While I was on Earth, I just couldn’t wait
To meet good St. Peter at the heavenly gate
And ask him a question or query or two
“What was my purpose?” “What good did I do?”
“What’s it all for?” “How does it all flow?”
“Can I have one more body, one more try, one more go?”
But where is the angel? Where is the gate? And
If this is Hell, then where is Ol’ Satan?
Am I a lost soul? Am I forgotten?
Am I to be left here until I am rotten?

Lo and behold! what, now, can this be?
Is this a wonderful spiritual epiphany?
Is this the magical feeling all souls receive
When they leave Earth? Oh! was I that naïve?
How could I have not seen the realism?
Why was I consumed in man-made idealism?
This is more wondrous than all I was taught
Oh, all the times I argued and fought
With others, ‘bout how their views were asinine
Now I see, theirs were just as wrong as mine!
Little I thought was actually correct!
How, why, did I let others petty beliefs infect
My untouched, my pure, my virgin mind?
I regret all the hours I self-tortured to find
That compared to what I see now, I was empty and blind…

Wait - - What is this that I see?
What is this gateway that is revealed unto me?

Now a door is opened to my immortal soul
I am expected now to enter my life’s final goal…
I am scared, intimidated, but still I am glad…
For the truth I have just seen is anything but bad.
This is the end of my journey, I’ve nothing to fear,
For now I am going Beyond the Frontier.


Details | Bio | |

Try Walking In My Shoes

You'll only collapse and fall and tear your knees open,
Shut your mouth, you cant even imagine what hell I've broken.
Blood leaking from my head everyday only makes me lose my mind,
You wouldn't even survive a minuet in my shoes if you were on my grind.

You say you know everything about me and how to live your own life, 
but face it tho, every night your left alone sitting with a knife.
I defeated that part in life where i have to do something for someone,
walking around with my "Ex Wife" as if it were my gun.

So please stop talking like you know what you got your self into,
cause if i were you i would open my eyes and pray that I'm not true. 
So here it is, if you want to walk a bit in these shoes of mine, go ahead, 
But I can promise you only one thing, in the end you'll end up Dead.


Details | Ballad | |

Cassandra

Revelation Said In Stone Appeared an Eon ago of Shame and Sin, Something we all know But not it's rise, For is has already became Virtue Flaming Skies from an Angel So Bright The World's Cure for Soul-Blight A Hell on Earth A Savior's Worth So many Dreams are cast then Forgotten So many lives are brought up then just Thrown back down Maybe she is The Cure Maybe she is The Plan All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim Release me and Burn away this land Hold me by The Hand Tell me the past is just pretend Give me The Cure If this is your destiny Then May it be mine I would die in time I'm Just another Obstacle In the way of your divine Wings Forget me Cassandra For Doom was already meant for me All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim Valkyrie of Heart Angel of Grace I surrender to You Savior by Destiny Dispel all Tragedy Especially me All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim


Details | Lyric | |

The End To A Wild Ride

This is the end of all the rollercoasters we have rode
So dont look back
Because the world is going up in smoke
Just ride along with me
We will find eachother when the light goes out

Lost in a Wilderness
Will we find ourselves again
After we have been blown up into peices
Who will survive?
Who will make it to the end?

The clouds will darken
And the sun will go black
There bombs will drop
And Silence our voices

Would we have found the love 
We were searching for in the 60's
Would we have found the peace
We researched in our childhood

Would we have fixed bullying
and told children about Columbine
Would we have stopped the Depression
And told children about the help they can get

Would we be ready when the world ends
Or will we be left in the past
Would we believe in God in time for our ending
Or will we still be selling books on another religion

One day we will forget how to hope and learn how to fear.


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


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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


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My Grandfathers Dying Wish

See problems they no worry Timothy
He was raised by his Great Grandmother
One day she taught him
Miho you can make life beautiful or ugly
Work hard, find a woman who has a strong back
Beauty fades it doesn’t last long
Now let me tell you 
A woman with a strong back may not be your perfect companion
Times are changing, I think Faith is more important these days
I say okay Grandma, can I have the horachata now that you made me
No hush up! You can have it when I’m finished talking
Timothy come your poor Grandfather wanted you to have this
It is his Journal and I have never read out of it
She hands it to me
I am struck by it’s cover, it is brown and plain
Yet it spoke to me by it’s elegant style
These words were printed on the cover “Blanco Vendetta”
I was drawn and pulled in untill I was covered by the spell
The first page I open too it says “My first Mil Besos”
The Temptess that blew my heart away
I turn to page 33
It says “The story of an Apache Warrior”
There are no rules to an Apache Warrior when it comes to fighting
He says if you are my enemy I don’t care how but I’m gonna kill you
Page 41 is like a fist full of words thrown across the page
Barrio boxing, The protection of the Shield of Faith
Brokenhearted for my careless speech has left her heartbroken
Strengthened by Love “Amor”
Nourished by the sunshine in her hand
There is healing in its beams
Blessed by her presence Del Dios I am Greatful
I’m like Grandpa what did you say wrong
Then these words come to me
Give her your full attention when she speaks to you
Because the Heart of the Wise studies how to answer
So I close it and my finger brushes a bookmark
It’s the Last page
It says To: “Timothy my son who is as mighty as an army”
I Thank you for the Greatest Gift
For the Greatest Gifts are as small as your small hand that touched me
I plant these seeds and they will take root and grow because you are good ground
Timothy let me say That without you I would of never found my Faith in GOD
Listen for it is your Grandfather who is dead and speechless
Timothy you see the good in everything
And I know you will understand my words clearly
If a man gives you his word
Promise me not to plan your future on it
And if you give your word my son
Do everything in your Power to fulfill it
AND NEVER Promise more than you can deliver 
For it is better to put out more than you promised
Everyman is considered unwise when he appears foolish
I wish I could give you some insight about women
But your Great Grandmother may help you better than I can
But never timothy, Never be quick to fall in Love 
Or give your heart to a woman
Listen carefully to her words when she speaks to you
Cherish Her give her your full undue attention 
Because the Heart of the Wise studies how to answer
Love your neighbors as yourself
And do not strive against another man
If he has done nothing wrong to offend you
AS much as it is possible live peacefully with all men
And it is okay for you to speak these things with your Great Grandmother
She is a very wise and God-fearing woman
Amor take the greatest care of her, I Love you Son
Timothy when the time comes to avenge my death
Hit harder then you ever have before
But not in a Duel son, not like an open Vendetta
Marry his daughter Maria
The one who is pretty and Two years younger than you
Oh! He will suffer greatly!
And it will kill him to know that I chose this way to repay him
And remember son to be ready to fight any man at the drop of a hat


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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


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A New Kingdom




     *********

Doe's things' seem strange
Not what they used to be
             Well...
This is for the first time
The first time in History
      ------
Doe's things' seem slow
While a bestselling economy
   Just doe's not grow'
Everything is a shroud
         In mystery...
And everyone must know...
         ------
         It is time
  It is time one may say
For a One World Government
        To save the day'
        --------
But, their is one thing
That I would like to say
      And that is that
           Except...
By the Blood of Jesus
Things' wouldn't be this way
          --------
What We really don't need
    Is a new government
        What we do need
Is a New Covenant'
     A Covenant'
         With ' GOD '
        --------
      Did anyone think
            Of the way
       That it should be
To dwell in the House of the Lord
            For all Eternity...
To be with the Prince of King'
    To be with the Almighty
With-in the Kingdom of ' GOD '
Where He has already prepared
      A place for you and me...


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Like the frightened Jackrabbit, I run away from Love

Jump up and down like a jackrabbit
running through meadows
running from what?
Could it be heartbreak,
a venemous snake that hides in the grass,
hiding with fangs ready to pierce the tender skin
upon the tight, bronze flesh of everyday life?
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye now!
I need a vacation a long way away from the faceless smiles
and ignorance of young girls, who don't look at you,
who don't show you love and respect.
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye now,
as jumping spiders hop everywhere, crawling eight legs around me
my soul black like carcoal, but my heart still beating
slower this time, not like the days before
and like the jackrabbit running from anything and everything,
I run to seek love and vanish away from the empty voids
that people call, their souls.
Recording a film with no tape,
talking to a woman you love, but not having the guts to tell her how you really feel
Jump my boy, like a jackrabbit, take my advice
tell her before she leaves
turns down the endless avenues of endless dark love
the trees grow taller, taller than you
and you sit there feeling away yourself die, missing out in life.
I cannot see you lose your love.
Say it, say it, Say it!!! Tell her! Tell her! Build the guts up!
Build up the courage, tell her how you feel. Take her by the hand and never say goodbye! Never say goodnight, stay with her till the flight comes in the morning
of the first rays of sun shine through your dorm room take her and love her!
Do not be like me, the jackrabbit! I see no happiness
Reading poetry it makes me sad,
to write of others falling in love and I never finding the one.
People tell me, you'll find yours, have hope
but I am a frightened little jackrabbit
who flees from sounds of deep emotions, not having courage to fall in love,
not building the guts up to tell her how I really feel.
She walks alone, I find my oppertunity and sing my love song
She smiles and moves on,
please tell me I cannot fight anymore.
All I have to say is Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye
I need a vacation
to go to some sandy beach on an island of love
and write and write and write, the same poetry that depresses me
but makes you all fall in love with words!
Fiction about love stories, please kiss me
Blue eyed death comes, plays a game of chess with me
I bet twenty, he bets my soul
Kiss me death, the only love I'll ever get,
besides my poet friends who kiss my ass
Listen to my heart, truely, I don't write of beauty
I write for the sorrow soul, the fleeing jackrabbit
running away from love.....


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The death of 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  
                                                                                                 
                 
                 


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Take The Next Step

Im gone, im leaving now, 
Taking one last breath I remember my vow.
You holding my hand so gently,
Your tears falling, and kissing my lips so greatly. 

I look into your eyes while my life flashes before my eyes,
My hand on my heart feeling the way it dies.
I manage to squeeze one last request out of my depth, 
I take you hand and tell you to take the next step.


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The White of Your Eyes

As I look at the whites of your eyes
I feel horror, fear rumbling inside me.

I grind my teeth together when I see you walking.

I fear you, I fear when you talk, shout, when you raise your hand.

I'v always feared you, but no more.
The fear I had of you I turned it into courage.

Now I no longer fear you.
I laugh when you raise your hand, when you shout.

Cuz the only thing I see you as...
Is a dead man walking.

And now your in the ground where you belong.


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The Grace To Grow

The Grace To Grow

Through peril in its intact 
We have every reason by which to over react
The Grace to grow;
Many a shoulder to cry inflate the ego

Through our hard stance with fate
We lock our doors & protect out faith
In long lines at the store lest I emplore
Shades of trim left for me to begin

In oscillating ivory towers a man from Mars
The Grace to grow
From a little seed next the full grain blown to harvest once again
We can plant a seed deep enough through troubled waters come among

Shades of gems crimsome with rubbies
The cedar as a way of illumination
Perhaps I'm in need of a break on some long awaited vacation?
The Grace to grow



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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 !!


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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!


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I won't Forget

The rain runs down my finger tips, And drops slowly to the ground; The world around me is roaring by, But I can’t hear a sound; I stare at the granite in front of me, As the words become a blur; Not comprehending what they say, This “was” and “when” and “were”; The sorrow digs in deeper, Threatening to overflow; How can I draw another breath, Right now I just don’t know; I feel the pain well up inside, Ripping me apart; As I sit send a silent plea, To still my beating heart; I fear facing the day alone, Since you’ve left my side for good; Trapped beneath six feet of earth, In your coat of solid wood


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death

Time fell fast 
Things became hard
Worries were vast
Lives begain scared

Hopes endlessly hidden
All things seemed forbidden
Days filled with darkness
Lives consumed and left sparkless

Awaiting the doom
Sitting only in gloom
Heaven wept
No souls were kept


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Unsuspecting Victim

Four teenagers 
Paige
Matt
Kevin
Kat

Backgrounds-
Paige- psychic, can see and talk to the dead, has demons who come to her for help
Matt- Has demons attachted to him, dating paige
Kevin- A Nerd from school, intersted in pot
Kat- Training psychic, paiges best friend, dating kevin

Prom Night- 2011

Sitting in the car positioning themselves
into a compfy spot
Matt sits in the driving seat
Paige in the passenger seat
Kat and Kevin in the back seat
Kat laying on Kevins shoulder
All of them latch there seat belts
Driving unto the road to go to after prom
Paige sees someone
Someone no oe else can see but her
Sitting right beside her is her (demon but almost human ghost) friend
He whispers "i can try to keep you save from everything, but i cant make a promise)
She looks down at Matts foot
Holding unto the break peddal is one of Matts demons
The demon breaks the pedal and has one hand into the engine of the car
A car coming up behind them
Trying to pass them
Matt decides to make it difficult for them to pass
As he does he tries to hit the breaks
And they didnt work
They drive into the ditch 
Trying not to hit the other car infront of them
Flipping a few times as they land with all the tires on the ground and the 
Top of the car towards the sky
Paige lays on the windsheild her head cut by the glass
She looks  at her self
She sees her body laying there looking up at Matt as he smirks to her
His eyes turn black and he smirks again
Paiges ghost friend opens the door and pushes her out
Far from the car
She now lays close to the road
She watches the car as it rolls off the hill
Flipping it again, also looking down at her lifeless body
She sees Matts demon again

The Night After

Paige was rushed to the hospital
Matt, Kevin and Kat left with only bruises and a few cuts
Paiges brain was internally bleeding
She stands in the hospital 
Outside of her body
Standing looking at her ghost friend
He ssays to her "as much as i want you to be here with me, your family needs you in your other life"
She wakes up a few hours later, in her body, and getting better


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The Man Behind the Mirror

Behind the mirror, the man is seen Where on our streets surrounded, Friends Thousands met cold, untimely death With screamed echoes of souls unrest Bullets flied, guns blasted ceaselessly Children dead in their mothers’ arms Father, for his lost son searched Found him only, with parts cut in shreds. Behind the mirror, was the man there? Our Young children, to soldiers turned Educated only in field of war Guns carried, bigger than they can bear Faught battles, of no cause but fear To read or write, they dared not do But to shoot or kill, well informed they were. The man behind the mirror, how did he rest? Our babies, dead while he sound slept In his glorious, paradise mirror he kept Still offered nothing, but violence more Promised, inflicted upon innocents, murder If anyone dared open their mouths to speak Or, if orders came of his seat to render. Behind that mirror, my freedom he took Our homes Burned; our stores looted Citizens, chased out of a land to love Forced into exile for years so many Adapted to a culture so not ours From scratch, we started to build Until bit by bit, we rose so high above Like an eagle, up up and away. The man behind the mirror, for him I always blame The color so dark, on our backs stained Bruises so deep, forever left to heal Visions of his bloody watch, repeatedly, us plagued Flashbacks of dear ones loved, Snatched, And palmed away by cruel, hateful death With tumbled bodies over bodies All soiled up into one tiny hole. Behind that mirror, the man will always be With blissful look in his red, budging eyes Wishing evil gleefully, with a dark smile His laughter,joy, through my anguish I see My heart beats fast, like a thunder sound And the more my hate for him increase Oh how I wish, that mirror came crashing down Then, a taste of his own medicine, he shall get


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Her Final Words

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


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FEAR!!!!!

I RUN from FEAR.

I HUNT for FEAR.

I HIDE in FEAR.

I FIGHT cause of FEAR.

I'm FAR from you.

I'm SCARED cause of you.

You're the FEAR that I HUNT.

You're the FEAR that I FIGHT.

You're the FEAR that SCARED me for LIFE.

*Comment if you have any thought and if you like it. oh and some of the poems i write arn't 
always my feelings. their some times just to get through other people so they can have 
something to read that just fit's them.*

                                              -Angel4eva23


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Felt A Funeral In My Brain

In light an observed heat to penetrate the night

I felt a funeral in my brain kind of insane?
Struggles to reach the perplexed end yet to what;
A dungeon of its myraid calling
Now deeper penetrating deeper to its torn crust 

To equate logic at its visible mile

A shade of torn logic in derision
What was your parting decision/
One will equate logical persuasion?
A vested call in search of its perplexed acquaintance

Felt a funeral in my brain kind of lost now insane;

Shaped dreams from my hair the pretty child awaits the storm;

In eternity's charm fought back the silence from within....
Shades of torn columns of sod branched in its delicate cuff


Perhaps this is the place where Nero once tred?


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DONT CHEAT

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
You are my boyfriend,
And I love you!

But the roses are wilting,
The violets are dead,
I've heard you've been cheating.
I'll knock off your head.


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Do not visit my grave and cry

<  >when my body retires and my strength is no more
       when you can not talk to me like we used to
        this when i die
        do not visit my grave and cry

        come and celebrate my life
        sing melodious songs 
        wear your best outfits and share them jokes 
        wear them heels ladies
        just do not visit my grave and cry

        i live a happy life that i love so dearly
        through thick and thin i dare not to drop a tear
        my faith overcomes my fear
        i smile more than i sigh
        celebrate my life dear friends
        do not visit my grave and cry

        remember me for my voice
        my love and kindness
        remember me for my love of wine
        my fun personality and my craziness
        this is how i must be remembered
        just dont come to my grave and cry

        your cries will scare my angels
         your mourning will never bring me back
        your witch hunt will cost you money 
        shoot me some pool please
        do not visit my grave and cry


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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


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THE WHEEL IS COME FULL CIRCLE

“The wheel is come full circle.” William Shakespeare

The clock tick-tocks!
The tables have turn counter clockwise.
The knowledge would be known.
Life is only given once.
This is what humankind is told.
But the souls rise with suspended time and life is revamped within a twilight.

Zone is the person that child has been chosen.
Veracity her spirit holds through her mother’s soul.
Her dynasty is stated will never be.
Depression is negated; however, she will repeat history.
The clock tick-tocks and the wheel of time have come full circle.
The wisdom is acknowledge through those demised.

Their deaths were to be in suspended time.
Her mother died through organized measures.
Her sister death was from similar means.
And her husband died for religion.
The walls are rose to conceal.

The darkness thickness and amnesia is present.
She always ends in the same place.
The Greyhound Bus Station and people are crowding out front.
The clock tick and sound forms ascertain amnesia.
The wheel of time has come full circle.

What went before is now past and the future is here.
Recurrence of episodic events has been gone for fifteen years.
Inhabitants talk and state she is hearing things, when the wheel of time has reveal   
     them.
Tock and I will win.
The passes find that the wheel of time has ticked and the game ends.
____________________________________________________________|
Penned April 27, 2014!


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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"


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Death Of A Prince


* The life of a child called Jesus......

Blessed are the people
           -Fore-
Voice's rang out
Ringing in prayer
The scream and they shout
            ----
Earth doth shutter miracle's
        Servility and care
A quiver of sensation
Fill's the air
            With
Muffled sound's of deliverance
With broad morning gloom
For the birth of a child
Whom which died too soon
          ----
In the morning of strife
A quiet settle stillness
      Filled the room
He dared to shed the light
          Fore time
It was much too soon
           ----
With a evening made
        Of forgiveness
He filled das empty 
       Tomb

              GF


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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


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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



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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 | 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"


Details | Personification | |

A Flag Pays Tribute

I am not flying high and proud today,
For one who honored me has passed away,
And now my tribute to this man I pay
By flying half mast in the gentle breeze.
My friends all do the same across the land--
It is our simple, patriotic plan
To pay respect and honor to this man
By flying this way everybody sees.
I’ve flown here through the night and through the day
Reminding of the price that many pay;
My stars and stripes a message seem to say
That I for freedom in this nation stand.
But now they come and slowly take me down
And take such care that I don’t touch the ground,
For I’m the flag that they will wrap around
The casket of this great and famous man.
I wonder now as down the road I go
If people who look on do really know
The message that I try to clearly show:
I honor those who gladly honor me.
Or do they even take time to salute
And honor those who for me took pursuit?
I know not, but I still pay my tribute
To men who know the price of liberty.
My friends who stayed behind don’t envy me,
They take their pride in skies for all to see;
They know they have this place in liberty
To fly, proclaiming freedom to all men.
I wonder, though, how many more it takes
Before all men who honor freedom’s sake
And humbly on their knees new vows then make
To honor God’s great freedom once again.


Details | Rhyme | |

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 | Dramatic monologue | |

The Devil's Children

Sense Lucifer took the fall

We stood amazed at his no it all
In fashion abode in vice with sip
Having long viscous fangs that bite & grip,
In twilight through a darkened portal

We lie beneath the sentence waiting at deaths final door

The devil's children no it all
Their claim to fame is power & control
Yet not willing to ever share with others in need
They all long to watch as you bleed

With a sentence of death at Hell
Blackened silence filtered with flames of out of control vomit
Isolation is its chief aim & total surrender to their name
A chief aim to kill, steal & destroy

As Sodom's beckoning call hence the swift devastation to its call

The devil's children will forever burn

In heat of passion with swift shift & turn
A liars nightmare in the paradise of pain
Shattered hauntings is its chief aim
Abortions on demand ever stick it to the man

It is my hope that someday we will all live to understand,
As a caged rat that was hidden in a tiny hole
Devastation & bloody death grip hold
As road kill is set a shield in torment

Watch out !


Details | Free verse | |

walk away

If I told you that I cry when we argue
You'd probably say its time for you to leave
You'd say I care to much and I want more
Than what you can give me.
But I'm not asking for anything.
I just want you near me.
I want to be honest 
But you have to stop
Threatening to walk away
If you were gonna walk
Away you wouldn't have let me stay
Something in both of us is not finished yet
I don't know how long this will last
All I know is that I'm not done yet.


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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Dream Catcher

When the light of the sun begins to fall Echoes of thoughts begin to ball Drifting into a sleepless state Possibilities grow, at a relentless rate I open my mind, in a wonderland of no validity Emphasized by a walk, through a mirror of fluidity Children's laughter in a sadistic tone This dream is a nightmare, far from home The path I am walking........leads to a house Beyond the door, I wish for my friend, my lover and spouse As the door creaks open a figure is revealed I brace myself, my numbness is my shield A wrinkled hand reaches out from the black It grabs my wrist, leaving no time to fight back As I'm dragged into the darkness, the figure becomes clear The face of my victim, my deepest fear


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 | Free verse | |

Aura

Shades of pine grafted in again resign
Shattered pine in elm certain grove alone
My meadow had a thorn certain credit
The factual harm of its heartless swarm
Featured within in the created design with pine
Eyes sharpened as a willow in garb
The tornado sequence has even the fog alone
Again tempors fly like never before
Blatant lies have come at no surprise
In parts unknown an aura of repute to harm 
Sound the alarm in fetters arm
Choirs of saints in regard to its beckoning drawn
Empire strain inside my brain fragments of cure
The surface of the sun has tainted my vision with harm
Sound the alarm agiain my faithful friend by whom we can depend
Shattered glass on the parchment floor
Aura
An impulse deep in regards to the heart
Shades of pine will line the volume of scattered pillows
A willow in derision you made a final decision
A thought provokoing reason to believe in
Shattered memory's in the moments of innocence with a plight of disbelief
We have soon turned over a brand new leaf
Timeless peaks in a swelll shattered fragments from within
A great design still sublime in its timeless parts the heart
Aura
Jim Morrison had it
Janis Joplin couldn't stop it
Jimi Hendrix sought this quick fix
An unbellievable call being caught in the mix!


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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.


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A Brighter Day

I just looked at your face and seen no smile,
It was so bright and so happy that you could see it from a mile.
I can't believe this tragic thing had happened,
I'll never see your precious face again cause of what happened. 

Your eyes are closed and you breath no more,
You lay there like and angel, and your soul looking up at the heavens door.
The box is cold and all so small,
Your spirit begs for it to run away so far.

So save me a seat up stairs little sister, cause im coming soon,
Ask God for me to forgive my soul cause I have been such a fool.
I couldn't protect you when you needed me most,
But your protected for ever now by our Lord and our host. 


Dedication to: Olga Kuznetsova. R.I.P


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 | I do not know? | |

darkness

i have just seen your face , oh god what is happening to me what has begone . there are
colors flying every where it's really scarring me really bad, i want to see your face
again, my vision has faded to black this can't be  happening to me . your eye's are
braking up the darkness there will be no more black i can see you face there it goes again
why is this happening to me it's all  black like the midnight sky the color's are coming
back and your not there what kind of hell am i in, it's all black  , in my mind's eye i
can see you face it has slowly faded to the color black . i see your face again your in a
line of car's they are all black why are they black . now you i can see and you are crying
your tear's are black why are they black no  this can not be happening to me i never
wanted to leave you now i have and you have turned a darker color darker than black i see
the color everywhere i look it just wont go away. and the voice come from nowhere and said
you will come to love the darkness . their i am getting berried six feet deep and there is
no way out the darkness is surrounding like a great ocean of black what am i to do but
embrace it like i once embraced the light of you face and all i wanted was to love you
like i now love black because i couldn't live without you . and there is nothing but the
darkness now .


Details | Free verse | |

My Breaking Point

Hot headed asses
Filled with commie bastards
Social disorder in the brain insane with pain
As if socialized wandering wizards chicken gizzards
My breaking point to no return hero burn
In sweat caged fury everything scarey
Shaded pine in derision chasing after delusion

Fought back the pain with a smile on the dial
To frolic in the whisper almost a certain Hitler
Shadows filled up with asps darkened portals pitch black
Her memory haunts me to this day I pray
Shortness of breath in pitch blackened vest
Let me take the time to get some things off my chest then rest

As if a caged rat that was hiding in its tiny hole death stole
The memory of a whisper pitch black death hero's vest
No time to rest & watch any double feature
Bitch with the sneakers!
Sadness in the soul portal going viral as it seems
Lethal demise yet one word to the wise
In recourse blackened pilgrims with skulls & crossbones to prey on the dead!


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The Execution Of The Valiant Man

Calm sits a valiant man inside of a dungeon
In Darkness sits a monk inside of a Monastery
And On this night they both share the same thoughts
how long God untill I am free from here
Footsteps resound down through the hall
 They Listen  as the sound goes back and forth
The Valiant man awaits his execution
The monk has been put in charge of reading his last rights
Now we hear the murmur as the crowd gathers
They are laughing and joking with one another
The Valiant man smiles because he too finds his death enjoyable
It's relaxing I must agree with him
And why is the monk so scared of death
The Final bell is rung
And There dressed in black 
under the black hood is the executioner
He runs his finger down the blade of his ax
He looks up here comes the Valiant man
And for the first time on the job
He is faced with fear
His composure faulters 
His finger slips and droplets of blood 
Fall from the fresh cut
Now there's a battle fuaght inside his mind
Because he knows 
that this execution will torture him forever
Silence falls over the crowd
This proud look of this mighty warrior
Commands respect and they observe it
The Monk stumbles but he does not trip up when he speaks
My Son are you ready to make peace with your Maker
Thank you Father, but me and God have never been in opposition
The Monks says You"re what the prophets wrote about
When they wrote about Valiant men
Son forgive me I am curious 
How many men did it take to capture you
He say's I don't know i killed them all
Father look around, I killed every man in the King's army
And I would of did it a long time ago
If i knew that they was going to reward me by sending me back to my Father
Let the peace of God be with you Monk
And with those words This worthy man falls to the ground
The Executioner can't bring himself to raise the ax
And this Valiant man taunts him in the face of death
Please do it! I never ask a coward for a favor


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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


Details | Ballad | |

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


Details | Ballad | |

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


Details | Free verse | |

Torture Within

There is a dividing line between the chasm fault

Some are eager & content to appear righteous yet
They are only fooling themselves through a dance
One in twain marked on its blotted page yet fully intact
Working too hard can give anyone a heart attack

Lines have been drawn in the sand
When will we ever understand?
The visible from the invisible yet now were caught in the middle
Some our eager and content in playin second fiddle?

Clearer heads have prevailed yet

There is still known torture from within my friend
One will take the time out to listen
A sign of grace spread out upon a peyton place
Circumstances all for second glances?

Yet the heart from within will surface again 

Fought back the tears with a smile still to know all the great while
A pen on a paper a stereo to caper
Me & Eric b & a nice cool plate of fish
Sorry to have missed its waiting bliss

In agony we will begin to see
A misfortune to a heightened reality as a key
Soaring ever higher then ever before reaching great heights
Shattered fragments on the pavement floor 

Some are eager & caught in vice
perhaps another chance or a roll of the dice?


Details | Ballad | |

Venus The Queen

A cold sullen night it was the day where the lights would come out and play A dream of dreams in which we couldn't wait The coronation of a celestial queen The brightness's everlasting fate This day was the time where we all could see unless the truth is too blinding Oh sweet bearer of light who's name brings all ignorant fright. Here she comes venus the queen etolie jolie Safe and serene you are the guide Comely and cunning Venus the queen, Etoile jolie Here she comes venus the queen etolie jolie Safe and serene You are my Lucifer Queen Comely and cunning Venus the queen, Etoile Jolie. How great we are to have such a light Where I can finally know my life A guide throughout this eternal night. Freedom and Independence is what you are Never astray a far But tonight the clouds are unchained. Here she comes venus the queen Etolie Jolie Safe and serene You are the guide Comely and cunning Venus the queen, Etoile jolie Here she comes Venus the Queen Etolie Jolie Safe and serene You are my Lucifer Queen Comely and cunning Venus the queen, Etoile Jolie.


Details | Free verse | |

Look To The Sea

With waves crashing to my feet repeat in timeless cavity;

Stranded through its idle pull in our ellaborate flames...
Shallow pools in its left over residue plain yet what to do?
Still,
Look to the sea...

Onto a far off distance after she would marry me
Let all evil now flee,
The turning of the dial in its exquisite source
Look to the sea,

A waves tumbling then what to believe
A grand fulfillment in what to achieve;
In long lines we will find,
A tollerance for truth yet one drop of a dime

In time we can come to a reason for while we are alive?
Look to the sea a reason to believe,
What have we achieved?

Our fallen economy collapsed at its seams!
Scream
Through the notion of laughter a tear drop fell
Amidst the excursion an inner swell

We look deep through the pyramids amidst its timeless cavity...
Look to the sea lest I refrain amidst a traverse glue hero's are game
A line drawn in the sand,
When will we ever understand?


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 | 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 | |

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 | I do not know? | |

The Storm

Introduction: This isn't about anyone in specific. Just some possible rap lyrics I may use. I put almost all my anger in to this. Enjoy!:D


The lightning 
that rips through the sky
I hope it burns through your eyes
And lets out the roar of thunder
As it plunders you
Destroys you
Toys with you
And more with you
There's a storm a brewing
It's going after you my friend
You better pack up and leave
Because if you don't then you'll see
Just all of the things
that this world can throw at you
You think you're better than me?
You think I don't need to breathe
Don't you see?
Choking me
Isn't all it's cracked up to be
So just know
One of these days when you're all alone
You wont see it coming
Caulk and load!


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

The Real Aftermath

All of the aftermaths occur after the wake of a bunch of terrible events: Hurricane
Katrina, the September 11th attacks in New York City, War in Iraq, and others. these types
of tragic events and a bunch of aftermaths have been around since the day the world was
created by God. There's no telling what will happen next if these tragedies keep coming
unexpectedly and stuff. It seems to all of the Americans today that after these tragedies
like the deaths of their loved ones, the deaths of most U.S. soldiers, Hurricanes Ike and
Rita destroying Houston, Texas, these people are trying to deal with the loss of their
homes and other people have been mourning the loss of the ones who've lost their lives to
these tragic events or by the hands of evil people. The aftermath of those events have
been haunting the lives of all U.S. citizens since day one. What makes most people sad is
that they have to deal with the fact that their loved ones are gone and other people are
still trying to deal with the fact that America almost lost its innocence, even after
9-11. These events have been talked about on the news at 5:00 p.m., 6:00 p.m., and 9:00
p.m. This is so wrong, especially for us Americans. Tragedies and the aftermath of all
heartbreaking tragedies are starting to make us even more sad and depressed. Everybody
doesn't like it. And if all types of tragedies continue to rise and there's going to be
more aftermaths after those tragedies or whatever, we'll be in for a rude awakening.


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After My Death

i was just thinking, what if i die... What if the clock stops, for this PenFreak guy... What if the brightest sun, for me will be dark... What if i loose...my heart beat spark... What's if my name, will no more have meaning... 'll you come to see me off, the day i'll be leaving... 'll you just be the same, as you are today... or 'll your heart weep...tears roll out, May 'll you remember the time we spent, the fun we had together... the desires we shared, the dreams we saw, that's now for me is shattered... 'll i still be in your contact list now even when am dead... 'll you still celebrate my birthday...and ask for the day's bread (treat)... Mom-Dad, just like my childhood glaze.... 'll you still gift me that of my favorite shoe... Pals, just like our teenage... 'll i still be tagged in a photo of you... Siss...just like our old days... will i still get those angry looks...that am about to receive now... Bros...just like my growing phase... Will you still hold me...the time i'll feel down... . yoll do'nt worry... after my death...i'll visit god... i'll go steal his sceptre rod... n throw it to you... that rod, his power... you'll be blessed i bet... in form of shower... you'll then win without any strife... i'll be watching ya mates... but from my AFTERLIFE..!!


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free cee REQUIEM FOR A ROMANCE

REQUIEM FOR  A ROMANCE

You know, we could......... 
we could laugh every day the way we promised we would
you know, we could, 
if we chose to, 
choose to never argue
when you want or need to do something and I don't hesitate......
wouldn't that be great?
You know
we could care deeply
deeply enough to blur the horrific scenes we see
just you and me
the beauty only you and me could be

you know
we could share
with all our wishes and requests laid bare
you know,
you and I could make a really noteworthy pair
we could thank our lucky stars that we ever came to meet
you know
we have the ability to make life cotton candy type sweet
when our decades long unfulfilled search for each other would thereby finally meet defeat
we could prevent reality from stifling a smile
for quite a while
we could
we could live in that castle across the street
when again we could bless the day we both came to meet
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Details | Lyric | |

never forget 9-11

On that day we were all the same, we didn't know there faces, we didn't know 
there names.
There voices we heard crying all around the world, someones loving father, 
someones little girl.
On that day we were called to lead a better life, for that someones father, for that 
someones wife.
The list of souls read from above before it came below why it was and why it is the 
answer no one knows.
Through the pain we have learned lessons great and small, life, love, and happiness 
are precious cherish them all.
With grace we all go on, but never will we forget that all of these beautiful things 
can fade so very quick.
On that day we wondered, on that day we cryed, on that day we asked ourselves 
what kind of man am I?
Mothers held there children for so long and oh so tight, why did these people have 
to go this was not there fight.
We hope and pray for all those names, and the ones they left behind they gave 
their life for a question the answer we must find.

William J. Harty


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 | |

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 | Free verse | |

Look To The Sea

With waves crashing to my feet repeat in timeless cavity;

Stranded through its idle pull in our ellaborate flames...
Shallow pools in its left over residue plain yet what to do?
Still,
Look to the sea...

Onto a far off distance after she would marry me
Let all evil now flee,
The turning of the dial in its exquisite source
Look to the sea,

A waves tumbling then what to believe
A grand fulfillment in what to achieve;
In long lines we will find,
A tollerance for truth yet one drop of a dime

In time we can come to a reason for while we are alive?
Look to the sea a reason to believe,
What have we achieved?

Our fallen economy collapsed at its seams!
Scream
Through the notion of laughter a tear drop fell
Amidst the excursion an inner swell

We look deep through the pyramids amidst its timeless cavity...
Look to the sea lest I refrain amidst a traverse glue hero's are game
A line drawn in the sand,
When will we ever understand?


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 | Epic | |

Losing something important

This raggedy pew has, I’m sure, seen many breakdowns and pleas. I grip it with both hands and stare at the stained red plush carpet under my worn converse, something that aren't exactly acceptable at funerals, but dad would have understood. He knew I needed new shoes and was going to take me to get some next week. This whole church reeks of fermaladye and salt it makes my stomach twist and turn sour. The man next to me definitely tried putting on enough after shave to wake the dead because he sure made last nights dinner jump up from my gut. The dark blue open casket doesn't fit in at this place, our family never has. It's just a boy colored  abyss  in the middle of something so sterile and overly holy. The crazy lady with the balloon belly and bird nest blond hair runs up to the giant box and throws herself over the poor mans body and I can see the infant inside her is clawing at the skin, it's gross how life develops.  Her muumuu painted with blue flowers hangs just a inch off the floor and shows off her plastic Walmart flip flops. She lets out screams and cries that sound like an injured cat that  are another embarrassment added to the list of her wrongdoings.  I wish she would just go back to her trailer in the woods where she belongs and get rid of that monster in her, surprisingly enough that it's still alive with all that booze and pills she throws back. We would all be better off if she napped and never woke. The old lady in front of me with the huge black hat with the old movie style veil shakes her head at the sight of this because she knows this is no time to be overcome with fake love and shouldn’t even have been allowed to show her face. The lawyers will hopefully see right through her act and place her in cell block C. Her tears full of pink eye shadow soak the dead man's suit and she digs her thick, false nails into the swollen, cold flesh of his chest. She has no right to be touching him, someone else knows this and gets up and pulls her away with such force. It's about time someone put her in her place, while they're at it they should put some duct tape on her mouth and shove her into a trunk and leave her there. As everyone starts to walk out on the man they once loved I see not many are crying. Uncle Leroy asks  if anyone has anything else to say, nobody did, so he got down from the podium and left with his children and wife.  No one is left in the room after five  minutes so it's my turn now, to step up and say goodbye...


Details | Free verse | |

Footprints

One set of footprints in the sand

Perhaps someday we all will understand
With both surf & overhead sun
A hand to hold having shelter to protect from all harm
The shelter amidst a storm we run

Having one set of footprints in the sand
Each of us will choose our own destiny understand
With hand to hold its vested energy exposed
One set of footprints in the sand

Shattered glass extending into solemn pier

While then overhead seagulls flying throughout the air then disappear
I had shed a single tear to numb its inner pain
With moments like these filled up in solace then to refrain
Ever present laughter amidst the inner turmoil & pain

One set of footprints in the sand

Child of nature the son of man

One set of footprints in the sand
Hoping someday all will understand
In dire search for want beneathe the tide in discontent
Many as of late our already late on their rent

The economy in trouble & Obama not even making a dent?
In cloven asps filled with tears
In life it often pays to switch gears
To suck it up & swallow your inner fears

We all long for something yet what?

Through the years amidst all pain & tears
One makes you want to even throw up,
In sadness fought against the window pane
As shallow tempers having elapsed with fear insane!


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Out Heart

Out of the heart

Springs the many issues of life amidst
Throughout a distant embracing strife
Out of the heart a modest choice to make
In ardent springs embraced upon temporal negate

Within time,
Comes about a correlation within its peace
Strong is it may seem
Out of the heart some may disagree/

Out of the heart...
One may equate logical persuasion out of a mist filled with reality;

Charity...

The tender soil still quickens lending it to art as in some specific touch

Through a variation in a dream falling apart at the seams

Some are even very eager to engage in its deepest sympathy?

One may negate truth thus in order to twist its factual to live the lie?

Still others equate logical persuasion amidst;

Out of the heart form the issues of the heart/
Through darkened shades of Pine some may even spring a leak?
We still know what tomorrow might bring?
Amidst temporal chords of fallem mankind
We stand amazed at the glue of false fabrication
Twisted thoughts filled with thunder amidst its period of priority
Justification by faith yet they negate logic for a side order of fear
Twisted minds that plug destruction blaming third degree of fire on their very souls
Neglect to pick up the cross & to follow then soaring into sorrow
Never any hopes for a brighter nor that a better tomorrow;

Out of the heart the mouth will speak amidst the madness deepened creek/

Throughout darkened shades of Pine soiled in the breeze with illogical persuasion
We all still know not what tomorrow may bring?
Amidst temporal chords of fallen mankind
Under the surface of the bone filled there is still a layer of skin
Whence, do I need to ever begin again
Fallen man amidst a rise of the angry pagan
Flashlights with a dull pitch formidable response in its equated logical filled lies
Does all of the lie come at any logical big enough surprise?


Details | Nonet | |

BURN

I see blinding fire in the sky.
I see people burning alive.
The smoke rises above town.
Water won't quench the flame.
I see people die.
see people cry.
and at last,
see me
die


Details | Prose Poetry | |

My Pa







Had a dream about my Pa tonight, We all went out with them to Lake Loral Nancy His wife cooking up a good ol' Chicken Pot Stew slow-cooked set way up high atop the hickory us loading up the Bayliner for our afternoon fishing trip. We reminisced, Canoe in toe as we used to do just in case, yes just as we did back then; you-know if either would wished to float to one or more sides with the Canoe tied to the railings of the boat, or more or less to widen the chance at a greater spot to cast a gander upon our luck... . My Father by adoption; having-stated many times early on in-all of our teenier all together, God being-in-charge of all good-Blessings and if-you will--luck... we'll always catch some albeit one Yes I began to see through this statement he mentioned often God is always presenting always providing this-His Honest Hope, for us both--as I believe like my Pa, for any one yes everyone who is patient remains-open... ! Our woes, and Peace abiding... uncertainty grievances questions yes laughter were our main recollections as we dropped our first lines as we cast them... . I tell you I truly did love Him, still love Him, will always I figure... yes I know Some folk are so defined never wish to grow any further their Character divorced by Cancer, Nary did my Father allow it. On the day he passed He told Nancy, "I love my life. My Family Children. Love all those close to me.... but I'm tiered just plain wore out." the Lord took Him that night, the next day forthcoming I was told and O how I cried — But then realized as I saw he lived the greater life - He worked on this purpose until the day he died, and so for all he work for this final reprieve — it was for all of the ones he loved, because I feel for all whom he loved, he'd prayed for all to do the same... Yes a suffering in kind the same I'm seeing now - All-of-it I'm-finding; because he taught me the greater of his Faith nary a day apart from Him, and me... his youngest Son two Others older Sons if you will, yes I feel his family and friends still have this eminent belief to boast; Yes, in-the Company--Comfort... of Jesus' Peace... !


Details | Free verse | |

Vulture'sDarkness

Vulture's Of Darkness

Vile thought fangs waiting in vengence etched within

A twilight sun had tainted my inner vision again ?

Shattered fragments torn in desolation vanquished within
Vile degrade filled sweat pouring out in sharp contrast fetched;
Contrast...
In a caged fury proned to live yet not willing to forgive?

In such a Christless society having abortion on demand?
Hoping someday that all will truly understand the implications?
Heightened fears & worry of the day I prey;
Saturated with light with the willing hope by which to stay/

Images filled with braided women's hair in derision/

The fragments our collectively enhanced for its chosen dance


If they listen they will come;

Shattered fragments all in gloom/

Shelter lies dormant onto its beckoning call asunder Instead they push God aside with 
walls to hide in pursuit of pleasure ever more 
enhanced!

The prepare for the dance;

Primal decadence shaded briars to hide the eternal pain from within
Burdened soul in bondage within a cavity tooth in hue decayed form
Burdened soul in elapsed bondage with cavity in hue
Desolation & myraid temptess with gun for hire!

Vultures of darkness ate the crumbs you left
Got no place yet to retrace your steps
Lead it to me I'll take you home
Vanquished
For a real desire for more/
Yet for what I do not know?
Out in darkness one can negate to shine a visible light
In sadness sought to give up on the fight curse the night/
In sadness sought to give up on the fight
Still truth still negates the lie
The lie that says I am what I do ?
Some may even have bitten way more then they can actually chew?
Truth is turned to rubble strong
Out of words spoken in the dark it won't be long
Truth still negates the actual lie
Fear is constant source of will to triumph
Truth is strong rubble stregnth with legs to walk
Out of clear worrds spoken in the dark to light
Truth negates the lie
Amidst the sadness running circles in my fragile egg shelled brain
Patterns of worry lest of course I shall refrain a distant fervor
Fragments of weary traveler's embraced by sight in sunlight
Particles of dust although fluent from its eternal myraid pillage sought
Particles of dust although fluent from it's sought after cud
Truth in the end will save a weary soul in unrest
Let it go & turn it over to a higher source
The one who chose the one who gave his life to you
Just leave to him he'll take you home
Vulture's of darkness on a weary process
Strong in violence within viscious long hanging fangs that bite in the night !


Details | Epic | |

A journeys end

Will I ever see you again?
hear your voice, see you smile.

Feeling so alone all the while.

Funeral a sad occassion
peoples cries
peoples whispers
They put the lid upon the coffin

Feeling so alone all the while.

Anger, despair, fear and grief
why did you have to depart and break my sad lonely heart?

Will I ever see you agin?
hear your voice, see you smile.

Graveyards a sorry sight yet a feeling of peacefulness desends upon me.
Can you hear my cries hear my voice.


A loved one lossed.


Details | Acrostic | |

oldman

once there was an old man on a lane
he always had many cats
then he took a train
and went down another lane


Details | Free verse | |

life defined

I  have so many wounds that there is no way they can ever be healed. 
The kindest of hearts, I have turned them against me-
 running from and distrusting their intentions. 
I have hurt a lot of innocent souls that deserved so much more love and sacrifice.
 My heart screams for compassion as my diseased brain confuses 
my thoughts into a foggy web of unnatural feelings and unfounded sadness.
 The meaning of my pain and frustration hidden in words no human can translate. 
Where is the peace promised through love that exists only by voices from the past?
 What is truth but not a whisper of perception?
 Tears fail to sooth my weary spirit as it screams to escape a hell of battered flesh. 
Fear drags me into darkness and into crevasses that deepen
 each moment of every hour as I await my inevitable demise.
 The meaning of life may not be as elusive as pondered.
 Death is the destination therefore life must be the adventure,
 the trip from death to death.
 Before we live we are dead so death is our beginning and our end. 
Life is death in waiting.


Details | Free verse | |

Shooting Blanks

Just
In time corpse shine twilight sun  had tainted my inner vision
Twisted
Shooting blanks at the rooster just supose another number feeling somber
Doesn't any wonder?
Torpedo
Torn,
The inclusion within vile pathetic outrage
Shooting blanks as busy as Tyra Banks in bikini eating linguini
Torpedo, remember Frank Serpico?
Frantic in Autumn looking brightly colored orange 
In pivotal choices sense of remoseful inclusion
In dirty laundry vile smell who could tell
A window opens air will blow to breath in the steam,
Shouts of glory to untold story morning glory;
Shooting blanks getting lost in the shark tank
Dellusional
Insanity
Romantic interlude toward vanity
In tuned harmony to its hidden beasts menagerie
Shooting Blanks in the phone at the door

At the beach while Mrs. Polly eating a peach.


Details | Free verse | |

Hope

Hope is built in bitters swell shaded grass & live to tell
Hope ensues the inner scope of laughters door
Hope derives a notion of negate useless chore
Hope looks ahead through time well spent in ardent pillars being spent
Hope lives on in certain factual sect
Hope breathes in viable context

In laughter we can escape the pain

In hope we will determine the game
Hope is more then a casual distant flame
Hope is beautiful amidst its pain;
Whether, distance be encouraged by hope

Some our getting tossed & turned by a soap on the rope

Cope

With forces out of reach taking on second seed
Everyone benefits with the hope they need

Hope in God with a real reason to believe
Hope in times of sadness fragments in beneficial clad
Hope breeds hope are you listening
Shattered dreams are being put to flight with hope to guide
Hearts often will bleed amidst the obscurity
Hope

Tempted & angry keep hope
Divorced and never remarry keep hope
Love & lost amidst its toss hold on the hope
When you can't even cope having a fight with the soap on the rope
Hope
Shattered memory's amidst the pain
When the entire world outside is totally insane

Hope is never ashamed,
Where there is hope there is a way
Where there is pride we hide from the pain/
Where there is evil one negates the flame yet still stays the same

Hope amidst the battle that ensues
Hope comforts lost loved one's too
Shattered dreams filled up in a pot of stew
Hope until the end my beloved friend/

Hope!


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Heat Is On

In valiant days of yore

The most brilliant of vast excursion to emplore;
Through an enduring moment filled with ellusive ambiance,
A glimmer of hope as a beacon of light to a weary world in need;
With time well spent in thought provoking sense,

Yet still marked on a blotted page yet fully intact;

Although the twilight sun had tainted my vision,
We have drawn a paradox forthwith even in the sand;
It is my hope that someday you will understand
When the children cry deep in the night,

A reflection of an image caught in time,

Among ellusive ventures caught up in rhetoric ambiance 

A sought after display of elaborate words in flight;
To forget the night deep within its endless plight,

A single word spoken in its fullest extent;

The heat is on yet I will persist,
Through words frozen in time;
We then mix words through our own agendas
The heat is on so adjust your fenders


Details | Free verse | |

The

As an attempt, in the most philisophical sense.

A line was drawn in the sand yet filtered;
Through its etched silence within hand...

Amidst twilight with adjective faith will break the mends,

It is my hope that someday we will live to understand
~

Through its inner torn desolation marked on its blotted page yet fully intact

In its bitter silence shouts filled with laughter in fits of rage;
The ultimate decision based on the mere notion of commonplace.
Can we ever escape its soul vested trace;
Mark the man who is willing to explore hence the opened door,

An open door through its billows torn chase;

Among its pain a certain intellectualized gain lest I refrain.

To count the cost through its heart felt trade;
The ultimate decision amidst its fray
A cover that was once blown within its sequential way
Broad spectrum as an ellusive figure 
A tree with leaves blowing through its breeze
Some may make their beds while others simply lie in it
Simply put, we either will make or break our covenant
The ultimate desicions within life's means
It's a matter of life or death.

Count the cost

We often will let things fester too long

We trust in self to sing its gloomy song
We each need a tender shoulder to cry yet find none
We often slip away to into its crimesome tide that only blinds some;
We sit in idle turn to its words as if you haven't heard
We each mix viscious words that know it hurts
Yet do we ever count the cost
A given sense of logic torn across
Back alley decisions made in the dark
Having come full circle into its light
The to commonly shift toward its gloom & doom
A fatal lost story of remorse shall seal your tomb
We often get a little frantic in its complacency
We then reflect to look inward toward its choiced resolution
With a solemn word that was once spoken in the dark
Has now come fullest circle into the light
A peril vex sort proned into desolation
Count the cost when all of reason ceases to exist
It's either a hit or a miss?
An inward look at harmony marked on its blotted page intact
To its sequential hidden beast reality
In sore torn displeasure to numb its pain
We then look inward toward its choiced resolution
Was their a word spoken in the dark?
Has now come to the fullest of light
A peril vex proned to desolation!
Count the cost when all of reason ceases to exist
An inward look at harmony
In sore displeasure to numb at the influx of weather
Yet if we reach inside within its ability to hide
Behind the false hidden garb of compromise
Count the cost!


Details | Verse | |

Heavenly Beauty

I find your beauty in every second
I see it even in the dark.
Itensified in the shadows
embraced by the night, like stars.

Like a ribbon untangled you dance
around the labyrinth of my heart.
You move with graceful precision
catching light before you dance, before we part.

The sun lays itself within your hair
touching your porcelain face softly,
then catching your words as they emerge for air
glittering toward eternity on their lofty quest.

There are flowers that grow only in Heaven.
Kissed by the lips of Gods, adorning Olympus like glitter.
You are as precious and as eternally beautiful.
You are beyond this world; comforting and bitter.


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Gave His Life

That night when Jesus
went alone to pray.
He knew his death was just 
a heartbeat away.

As he was taken by the 
soldiers that night.
He surrendered without even a fight.

He was soon to be whipped,
ridiculed and scorned.
While so many people watched
sadly and mourned.

“Crucify him” was the cry of
the large crowd.
This cry could be heard ever so loud.

The crown of thorns placed
on his head,
the drops of blood
fell as he bled.

He carried the cross, even though
his body was ripped apart.
This was from a true compassion
and love from his heart.

On the cross, where his body
was nailed and bruised.
Read; “THIS IS JESUS-
THE KING OF THE JEWS!”

As his mother watched, 
she cried and sobbed.
As Jesus committed his spirit
to his father-God.

As they carried Jesus
to the tomb that day,
the crowds were silent—
with nothing to say.

Many had forgotten what
the prophets had said,
3 days later—he would rise 
from the dead.

He taught people his message
of eternal life and love.
Soon to return to his
kingdom above.

It was for you and me 
that our savior came.
He waits for you to
call on his name.

Receive his gift of hope,
love and eternal salvation.
Please do it now—with no hesitation.

His gift of love is for
you to receive.
All you have to do
is simply believe!

By Jim Pemberton
07/25/07


Details | Ballad | |

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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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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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


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Heaven

Beneath the ground the Earth does tred

Many viable thoughts inside my fragile egg shelled head
A sound in deep reflection & then
In matters of service through a barrage of mediocrity
A given sadness sets inside

Amidst a given tragedy the lines are drawn alone

The thought of some heroic montage scene
In sullen clefts chosen among men to be seen
With a sound of sadness then a quick glimpse of heaven
This is not some one stop shopping event at any local 7 eleven

Among silence the inner thought of sullen patience

Heaven is just to far away!

Yet closer to it everyday
Amidst total silence derives happiness out of negated silence

The third degree from the omniscent catalyst
Within direct correlation between friends
In sullen demise grafted into its main source
A reed thwart & tossed into the wind again then scattered

Now is brought desolate among matters shooting fetters
Among broken shattered glass yet still tampered
Through a shade of grey paradox
Only to drift or then rationalize this very notion in  thought

Could quite quickly end in some ultimate disaster!


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My Own Created Hell

The tears fall, but nobody knows My mind wanders where nobody goes I fall into a deep, dark, ditch I'm cursed by this evil, wicked, witch The pain, the sorrow Promises me no tomorrow The hurt for these past three years Breaks off shards of crystal mirrors My soul is devoured I'm backed up into a corner like a coward It's so dark I can't see my hands It's so cold like a wondered ice land The walls they feel like their caving in Like I'm trapped in this evil bubble of sin I open my mouth to find my voice was not there I open my eyes and can't see anywhere I let my eyes decieve me to what he truly was It usually doesn't work my way, it never does So here I stay, stuck in this Hell Right now I'm not doing too well He broke me to pieces And I latched on like killer leaches Now the only thing left is to sit here and wait Wait until this demon decides my fate...


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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