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The Last Laugh

I’m not an ego maniac
you know the type that gives others a heart attack
I get my vital nutrition 
From a dietitian
Who only asks for my Submission
And he gives me the ambition
To fight back
On track
Promises me that I will never lack.
There’s a battle every time I wake
There’s a battle in every move I make 
I am Jehovah's daughter
That’s why I can walk on water
I don’t need a psychic to read my palm
I have the prophecies, of his words, on my arm
I don’t need soothsayers to give me a premonition
I have fire from heaven that is my ammunition
Everywhere I turn their speaking death
It rains down until I have nothing left
Everyone is believing a lie
How can I sit back and watch as time goes by
The devil has sung many too sleep
Wake up, men of God; you’re being slaughtered like sheep
Resist the temptation
And have a deeper appreciation
For the lives placed in your hand
Or they’ll sink like quicksand
Into the abyss of despair
God’s presence isn’t there
This is a warning in these last days
To surrender your rebellious ways
Judgment is coming whether you believe it or not
Children of Niniva repent on the spot
And the God of "Mercy" will change his mind,
He calls out, “ Is there anyone I can find
That will abandon their ways and come into the light
Put on righteousness and fight this good fight?”
Spiritual anorexia
Emaciated the rest of you
Spiritual abortion
Has led many to extortion
Who will bow? Who will plead?
Save this generation which bleeds
Fathers gone estrange
Birthing violence that’s deranged
Suicide… the anti-Christ
Don’t you know Jesus paid the price?

By: Sabina Nicole

Copyright © Sabina Nicole | Year Posted 2013

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Put a bullet in my brain

Put a bullet in my brain
as the rain sweeps her out of my arms
and places her into another's.
Put a bullet in my brain
for I don't want to see love slip away
please end my suffering,
for I don't want to dare see her in the arms of another man.

I fear the tear that slips away from my soul
and touches the ground with a splash
as she is washed away by the lashed memories of the rain,
please, someone put a bullet in my brain.

I can't bear to see her with another man
laying in his arms
as he charishes her beauty
just like I did to her.
As she smiles and laughs at his jokes
my heart would not bare the sorrow and pain
that would tare my heart apart into pieces of tainted love.
Please tell the rain to stop,
as the pain grows when rain comes down,
please someone end my suffering,
put a bullet in my brain
and stop the rain
that washes away every memory of her.

Stop saying you miss me
and just kiss me
for I can't take the pain
of the rain that takes you away.
Kiss me and stop saying you miss me
for those are useless words to me.
Love is where it's at, so show me.
Don't go with him, he'll treat you wrong.
Love and laugh with me till the break of dawn
as we yawn the long night away.

Kiss me and don't say you miss me.
For if you go away from me,
I couldn't bare to take a tear and waste it away.
Tears, sweet tears crying for you,
doesn't that mean anything to you?
I ask you, stop the rain,
stop the pain and put that bullet in my brain.

Let the red blood flow from my temples.
Let the plow dig my grave,
for I can't bare to see you with another
in his arms, him kissing you, where I kissed you.
I can't take it, I have to make it,
make that pain go away.
Prayer didn't help, God turned a blind eye
when I came up and said why!
Put that bullet in my dome
and when I lay in the coffin, looking at the roof of the church
you come and kiss me, and then you can really say
that you'll miss me.

Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2013

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Kingdom Lost

In summertime, the ivy climbs,
and hides the castle wall.
The king dreams of late,
that the sea is so great,
and yet - his boat is so small.
As swift as a fox and
dark as a raven on wing,
seven hundred soldiers march  
into the valley of the king.
Long overdue, a battle ensues
flanking the powers that be.
Children cry, and good men die, 
the monarch is now on his knee…
Soon the horsemen alone 
try to maintain the throne.
But the long way around
is the shortest way home.
The evening is filled
with chaos and smoke,
and the kingdom is 
stunned by it all…
Soon the sun will go down,
and in spite of his crown, 
the king will undoubtedly fall…
His rival’s strength
was mistaken,
by a king overtaken,
his life is now but a pawn.
His authority lifted,
the power has shifted –
an era of glory is gone…

Copyright © Cole Banner | Year Posted 2013

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The Twilight Moor

Gazing out upon dusky barren moor,
Where gray grass grasps the air
Finding no purchase but sad allure
Straight stalks elapse their endless despair.

Teased by tales of golden reach
Tricked by gales, whose song they preach.

Redtail’s velvet wings breach the sky,
Maroon lips who kiss the grass
Stirring the song, its desperate sigh
Catching the words, her beak of crystal glass

Behind her, midnight shadow draws
Fells her beauty with unseen charcoal paws

Scarlet tears dampen the earth below
Nurture the roots held by dusty truth
Finally, the wind, gray grass’ will bestow
The hawk once, now the fountain of youth.

Litany of silence reigns in dusky glare,
Each blade bowed in mournful prayer.

Copyright © Avery Swarthout | Year Posted 2015

Details | I do not know? | |

Love over Hate

Broken promises
Meaningless words
Empty feelings
Secrets unheard
Thoughts racing
Heart wondering
Feet pacing
Tears thundering
Illusion of love
Faking of fate
Imitation of above
Leaking out hate
Purity in the day
Darkness at Sun fall
Finding a way
To conquer it all
We unite
We Fight
Love over hate

Copyright © Kristina Glackin | Year Posted 2013

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Living Without

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

Copyright © Ag Ki | Year Posted 2013

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I love you all with my whole entire heart
 every second, I'm left to wonder why we're apart

I try to work out what I must've done wrong
 how many mothers sing this sad song

But there are no answers to my questions

Every year we have spent together
 is now embedded, in my heart forever

I think hard and long
 does this pain really belong

Still...there are no answers to my questions

Strength I once had to carry on 
 is nearly dead and gone

I say a prayer every night
 to give me strength, to stay and fight

I still ask, "why us"
 were we on the wrong bus

I weep a tear with every second
 how do I live, like everyone reckon's 

Still...I get no answers to my questions

I stay here fighting, for just one more touch
 am I really asking way to much

I love my babies with every beat of my heart
 please I beg you, stop keeping us apart answers to my questions

I'm only left to Guess, that God's reason's 
 are truly his very own

I would like to let you know that this poem has actually be transformed into music which was mastered by Hollywood hits music production for the ongoing journey to be played in a movie or tv production. Far out I am gobsmacked.

Copyright © Denise Hopkins | Year Posted 2013

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hello my friend, stranger walk by,
borrow a moment, spare me your lie,
through pen of the narrow and mist of an eye,
below absolute zero, someone will die;
sentence to rambler, apple hereby,
flute of the meadow, mandrake will cry,
in front of the riddler second might try,
get out of here mortal,
exit near by-e.

angry as he strike out his pen,
get out of here demon, get out of this den,
in thousands of years how long has it been,
when scriptures wear sandals;
on meadow you land, many bear seasons,
stakes shall bend, lantern still burning,
your letter is send.

Copyright © Miche Ulman | Year Posted 2013

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Pledge Not The Allegiance

It's the third verse,
I got the urge to purge
All the curt words I've splurged,
I've submerged in sin,
I'll go to church repent,
Then go curse again,
Lets reverse this trend
We nurse tolerance,
When it might offend,
If I white wash my fence,
So try to not get tense,
When I do not defend, 
Those who chose to be dense
And not use their two cents,
To show kids the reverence,
For the pledge of allegiance.

Copyright © Mike Conway | Year Posted 2013

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evil woman

cut into me cut into me
slice me with your stare 
i can feel every tear
as you rip right threw my soul
cut into me cut into me
cut into me cut into me

evil women, your evil ways
cant hide from you, your devil gaze
voodoo magic
cant break the spell
evil women 
born in hell
cut into me cut into me
cut into me cut into me

exorcism,free  my soul
haunted body, haunted home
cant lock the door
she has a key
ball and chain, set me free
cut into me cut into me
cut into me cut into me

Copyright © ronnie dolph | Year Posted 2011

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The Journey Home

Everything around me just doesn’t feel real
Nobody can understand how I really feel
There’s gotta be more to life than this
Everything is leaving me in such a bliss

It feels like everyone is tearing me so far down
Even if I scream it seems like no one hears a sound
This all feels like a world of nothing
Falling so fast not being able to hold on to something

Listening to every single word that people say
Only is taking me to my own dismay
Trying to get out of this mess
Maybe this is only a test

Hoping to find something meaningful in this world of hurt
Not matter what I do I need to stay alert
Out in this lonely dark place
Hoping to find at least one decent face

Time is running so thin 
Now I’m getting worried from within
This evil creature is staring into my eyes
Implanting such terrorizing lies

No matter how much I scream
I can’t escape this evil dream
Living in this cold and lonely place
Terrors I must always face

The only thing that gets me through
Is knowing one day I’ll be saved and be with you
Now I’ll just sit here and pray
Praying with me you’ll always stay

Copyright © Zach Mitchell | Year Posted 2012

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To cause someone such a pain was not enough
Than to choke the void with shame would conquer love
To give someone this emptiness as a gift
You would fill the box with lies and wrap it up with promises 

So reach inside I just dont care
You wont find anything in there
Just a broken heart made of clay 
And arteries filled with a bitter taste 
I just thought I could be your friend
But your fangs were sharp in the end
What I see in your eyes is a liar
The beautiful death of my vampire

Turn on the TV to turn the silence down
Because the voices from inside they echo loud
Feeling dragged until the finger nails are all torn out
As the taste of my dying pleasure drips from your mouth

So rip my heart out through my spine
I'm sure it won't hurt as bad this time
You see Im not made from paper mache
I will not easily tear and just blow away
So you won't crumble me up again
And throw me away with the wind
My bitterness has cut a frown into your smile
The beautiful death of my vampire
~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Copyright © Jesse James Forster | Year Posted 2011

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hot lead sucker punch

Well I’ve been killin just for fun
I’ve seen so many crying eyes at the end of a loaded gun
And like a dog that loves to bite 
They’ve come to put me down
But I’m going to shoot out 
before they put me in the ground

I am an evil man 
I said I am an evil man 
When I see blood I lick my lips
When I stab I give the knife a twist
And when I creep up on a man 
I give him a hot lead sucker punch

Well I’ve been killing just for fun
I have seen so many bloody men at the end of a smoking gun
And like a monkey from a branch
They come to hang me on a tree
But I’d rather shoot it out 
then let them put a rope around me

This all started when I was young
This all started when I was young 
Nobody loved me nobody cared 
Daddy beat me mom just stared    
Started fights and started fires  
Killed cats and killed dogs
If i said i felt any shame I would be a liar 

Well I I’ve been killin just for fun   
Now I’m staring down a hundred guns 
The gallows pole it calls my name
But I would rather shoot it out 
Then let them watch me hang 


Copyright © tyler minisce | Year Posted 2015

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The Dance of The Dead

When I was young, mother would say, 
Let me sing, and you'll be okay,
And when I've got to be away,
sing to yourself, and let it play.

Then I heard a scream, in the dead of  night.
I awoke to the ghost, of her sickly sight.
Her face was paled, and her skin peeled back,
Above her stood a man in black.
I saw him salt her open wounds, 
Her arms and legs danced to no tune.

Older now, but dreams are timeless,  
Drunken,  stumbling home and dimeless.
I see her face in my nightmares,
I can't escape the lifeless stares.

The only thing that numbs my pain,
Is watching corpses go insane.
I sing to myself as I cut,
I spread their skin, removing guts.

I salt their exposed nerves, like zombies in a trance,
Their limbs contort and turn, oh how the lifeless dance.

I plead for mercy, from anyone.
I listen for god, but have found none.
I watch them pray before they die,
That's how I know it's all a lie.
I promise if he answers me,
I'll feel emotion when they plea.

Rigor mortis hasn't yet set in,
They're limbs still flail at my every whim.
Some of them still moan and cry,
They're vocal chords don't know they've died.

The stench of waste still permeates,
I've gotta say, I love the taste.
Moaning when they defecate,
Humming softly, while they shake.

I salt their exposed nerves, like zombies in a trance,
Their limbs contort and turn, oh how the lifeless dance.

Copyright © Bo Vigoren | Year Posted 2016

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I Long For Yesterday

Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
I can't find light to brighten up my days,
I guess I'll just fall astray.
Suddenly I'm not all the man I used to be,
There's an evil shadow inside of me.
I can't seem to set all the problems free,
I guess my only option is turn back and flee.
Although I sit here and have this guilt,
I'm burning down the good I ever built.
The good times were an easy game to play,
I'm searching for a place to hide away.
I don't know why I have to run. 
I still can not say,
I've done everything wrong,
Now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here stay.
Suddenly I'm not all the man I used to be,
There's an evil shadow inside of me.
The good times were an easy game to play,
I'm searching for a place to hide away.
I don't know why I have to run.  
I still can not say,
I've done everything wrong,
Now I long for yesterday.

Copyright © Tyler Knapp | Year Posted 2012

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Evil versus the good within

I am the lord of high above
Some believe me to be the god they love. 
But I am too of an evil source 
And life or death is my choice of course. 

Some think that by praying in God's name
That they will be saved of eternal shame. 
Unaware of the territority that lies in death ahead
Their root cause of which causes their fear & dread. 

In hope that they will be spared by God
Saved from evil of the devils applaud. 
For I am he the lord above, and I am he too,
the devil of all unknown love. 

But my intentions not always as they seem
& instead the opposing forces of evil hell you dream. 
So don't be fooled by religion taught
For you will be saddly mistaken by my lessons taught. 

Be kind be true and trust your own mind
On any paths you travel in life
And in any hurdles you find. 
Be true to yourself and you shall reap your reward
Just keep an open mind in any life path that you trod. 

Copyright © Anna Tate | Year Posted 2016

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next time

the next time you say
I love you
make sure you mean
watcha say
the last time I seen you
it was Monday
your disposition was far away
tell me what Ive done
to deserve this
because my soul is hurting everyday
the next time i see you
tell me next time i see you
the next time i see you

Copyright © Michelle Edwards | Year Posted 2016