Arthur Vaso Poet Lyric

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Lift the Knife

See the darkness that surrounds us
You are safe from all your crimes
Lift your knife
Oh and take your sweet little time my sweet

     Stab me, stab me, blood flows, are we free?
     Stab me, stab me, love glows, are we free?
     Dance around my dead ghosted white body
     Life was no better to me you see

See the knife, as I look into your eyes
All I see is dead dead skies
I try to speak of broken promises
You slit my throat, for once you tried

     Stab me, stab me, blood flows, are we free?
     Stab me, stab me, love glows, are we free?
     Dance around my dead ghosted white body
     Life was no better to me you see

Raindrops of death pour over me
Your blank stare, my blanket of eternity
My blood flows into your hate
I now am bloodless; we are of but one single fate

     Stab me, stab me, blood flows, are we free?
     Stab me, stab me, love glows, are we free?
     Dance around my dead ghosted white body
     Life was no better to me you see

See the happiness you never found?
You lost it like the my blood lost in the killing grounds
You thought you could slay my lovesick heart 
I laughed and laughed as you lifted the knife so sharp

     Stab me, stab me, blood flows, are we free?
     Stab me, stab me, love glows, are we free?
     Dance around my dead ghosted white body
     Life was no better to me you see

My heart was lost long ago
When you stopping loving and bringing the rose
From then on my heart you see was froze
Exiled to your bondage, I stared at the knife

And accepted my fate

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Black Matta February 8, 2017 at 3:40 PM "My blood flows into your hate". Wonderful poem, I missed reading them for a while and I'm back again.

Sunita U.D Palawon February 6, 2017 at 11:06 AM Congrats for the POTD. This awesome. :)

Phyllis Babcock February 1, 2017 at 12:45 PM Wow this was deep and dark and doom and gloom. So well written Arthur. Love it. love phyl

Alexis Y. January 31, 2017 at 7:03 AM Hi Arthur, I don't know how I missed this well written, deep emotional write. The pain and heartache was so clear. Such gloom and doom. It was so sad watching the character in this piece accept their fate. I may be late, but congratulations on getting the poem of the day, it was well deserved- Alexis Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 8:45 PM Thans you Alexis! :)

Carole Duet January 30, 2017 at 10:52 PM Wow Arthur! This poem is like watching a Shakesperian (sp?) play. So dramatic and tragic. Love can save us or kill us, I know. Yet we survive to dream and love again. Just love your expressive pen...and heart. Carole Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 8:44 PM Thank you so much Carole!

Joanna Daniel January 30, 2017 at 3:25 AM The pain in this dark lyric drew me in, Arthur:) well portrayed:) congratulations on POTD:) Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 8:44 PM Thank you

Ravindra K Kapoor January 29, 2017 at 10:29 PM Dear friend Arthur you have proved it again today "Pen is mightier than sward". It’s a great work of pen's mighty skills and mind's imagination which has created this beauty. It's a classic dear friend and those who had done these deeds and they would cry in their graves before the burning questions you have placed before them. It goes as a favorite one of mine.A full 7+ for U. Love and best wishes always...Ravindra K Kapoor Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 8:43 PM Thank you so much Ravindra!

Nette Onclaud January 29, 2017 at 7:37 PM edgar a . poe must be clapping in his grave, arthur... beautifully eerie work worthy of a POTD citation!... whoot and huggs Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 8:41 PM :) Thanks Nette

Maurice Yvonne January 29, 2017 at 6:53 PM Oh yeah...Congratulations on poem of today! Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 8:41 PM Thanks Maurice , great to see you here!

Maurice Yvonne January 29, 2017 at 6:52 PM I had no idea I had hurt you so badly arthur. Its just that it is so hard to resist Tim's poetry. He is just so romantic. However this new lyric you've written has touched my heart sweetie. You never know. For now I will add this to my favourites. There's always hope. Lots Of Love, armand. Rob Carmack January 30, 2017 at 5:01 AM :) Tim Smith January 29, 2017 at 7:08 PM Don't blame me...I'm innocent I declare, I'm innocent.

Jan Allison January 29, 2017 at 5:30 PM many congrats on POTD Arthur ... I think I am in need of that knife myself today:-( hugs jan xx Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 8:40 PM LOL Thanks Jan!

Matthew Anish January 29, 2017 at 4:52 PM Fine use of repeating lines in this poem which adds greatly to its power. Peace & Blessings Matthew Anish Arthur Vaso January 29, 2017 at 5:00 PM Thank you so much Matthew, much appreciated!!

Tim Smith January 29, 2017 at 2:14 PM Took another stab at reading this one.... Congratulations Arthur Vaso January 29, 2017 at 4:26 PM Thanks Tim, bloody nice of you if I say so myself!

Jannie Breedt January 29, 2017 at 1:20 PM Hi Arthur I always comes across your name. Profoundly written here. Love wounds love heals. I dunno. Congrats on POTD Arthur Vaso January 29, 2017 at 4:26 PM Hi there Jannie, thank you very much!

Manmath Dalei January 29, 2017 at 8:00 AM Dear Arthur, Congratulation for POTD. It is something different. Loved your thought. A big 7 from me..............//hugs Arthur Vaso January 29, 2017 at 4:27 PM Hello Manmath, thanks!

Charlie Smith January 29, 2017 at 7:55 AM Whew...metaphorically of course, congratulations for POTD honors Arthur. Arthur Vaso January 29, 2017 at 4:27 PM Thanks Charlie , much appreciated as usual!

Akkina Downing January 29, 2017 at 7:37 AM A very dark piece yet so beautifully written. Congratulations on potd :) Arthur Vaso January 29, 2017 at 4:30 PM Thank you kindly Akkina.

Phil Capitano January 29, 2017 at 7:14 AM Your pen is the knife that cuts through the BS of love lost. Congrats on POTD. Arthur Vaso January 29, 2017 at 9:11 PM You are so kind Mystic! thanks! Arthur Vaso January 29, 2017 at 4:30 PM Thank you Phil loved the comment! :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart January 29, 2017 at 6:59 AM Goosebumps! Arthur Vaso January 29, 2017 at 4:31 PM ah thanks! Don't worry no humans were harmed in the making of this poem!

Anne-Lise Andresen January 29, 2017 at 6:12 AM - A powerful, poems, Arthur - Congratulation on your p.o.t.d. ! - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Arthur Vaso January 29, 2017 at 4:31 PM Thank you so much!! Hugs!

Jan Allison January 28, 2017 at 7:26 PM dark and deep Arthur - you always make me fill up with tears when I read your poems like this:-( hugs jan xx Arthur Vaso January 28, 2017 at 9:01 PM You know me, when you need a smile and uplifting thought, drop by! LOL

Seren Roberts January 28, 2017 at 7:08 PM Oh my, this is a dark poem. don't know what to say to lighten the mood....Seren Arthur Vaso January 28, 2017 at 9:01 PM Hows about a night of takeout?

Charmaine Chircop January 28, 2017 at 2:23 PM Oh ...this is sad...dark...and deep..I could feel lots of lifeless loniliness and pain Art. Arthur Vaso January 28, 2017 at 9:00 PM As could I! :) hugs

Carolyn Devonshire January 28, 2017 at 12:44 PM Oh, Arthur, the pain in your poem is expressed so profoundly. "My blood flows into your hate" -- hate always produces nothing but pain. Lost love is a burden we sometimes carry through an entire lifetime. Powerful poetry! Arthur Vaso January 28, 2017 at 9:00 PM Thank you Carolyn, I know this was dark, and on a few levels!

Andrea Dietrich January 28, 2017 at 11:49 AM wow, Arthur. This one CUTS deep!!! A SEVEN!! Arthur Vaso January 28, 2017 at 8:37 PM Thanks so much Andrea! Hugs!

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