I knew you hated me,I knew you despised me,
I knew you were my enemy,I mean my foe
I Knew you wanted me dead,buried O`engraved,
I Knew you were pretending yet I never knew it ran so deep.
I Knew who I am, I knew my whereabouts,
I knew my heart,its avalanche,its weakness
I knew you planned to kill me,I knew your plans,
Yet I Never knew they ran so deep
I knew the time of your dreams,your nightmares
I Knew when happy and pretending
I knew you were a hypocrite,knew the acquisitions of your life
I knew we'd marry and all you''d be my wife
Yet this I never knew,that you were this deep.
I knew you were silent and coldblooded,
I knew you were keen,but not this hyperactive,
I knew you were egocentric and all yet not this selfish
I knew you were deep yet i never knew that you were deeper than oceans.
I knew you were deep but not this deep
Terrain The Poet
Categories:
coldblooded, betrayal, youth,
Form: Prose Poetry
It is a sickening time for most of us...
When the internet exposes the worst in us..
Without a doubt many of us recoil in horror...
When a video clip shows us images of mass murder...
When the cold blooded fanaticism that is IS..
Is brutally exposed in video clips of merciless butchery..
Such merciless killings to propagate an ideology...
Is an aberration of decent human behaviour never before in history...
Coldblooded killings and loathsome butcherings of fellowmen..
What has our society become, why are there such men...
Human beings are creatures with souls unlike animals in the wild...
The senseless waste of another's life is but a wanton crime...
How can there be among the civilised man such uncivilised means...
To empower some misguided people to propagate violence and hate...
To execute horrors unimaginable and incomprehensible...
Merely to command fear and obedience, even dominance...
Categories:
coldblooded, betrayal, community, hate, humanity,
Form: Narrative
His long, sleek, diamond clad body,
more coldblooded than vampires;
no second life offered his prey.
Lying in venomous wait,
he'll rattle you with a warning
while aiming his deadly kiss.
Arlene Smith
01/15/15
Contest: Night creatures
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
No. 2--rattlesnake
Categories:
coldblooded, animal,
Form: Verse
Constantly looking for salvation that does not exist.
Living a dream, living a lie.
All alone among a deaf crowd
that suffers from insomnia.
As one of the most famous ghosts once said,
“Find what you love and let it kill you”
The saddest, most painful death.
The sky is getting darker.
Another shooting star has faded.
You know, they do not grand wishes.
They run away from greedy, coldblooded demons
sucking out their minds.
While the majority keeps being blind and silent
Neverland misses your light…
In memory of Robin Williams
Categories:
coldblooded, death, light, stars,
Form: I do not know?
What if everything I imagined was more than a dream?
If metaphors meant to you, exactly what they mean to me,
And I know it's hard to believe, and I don't expect you to see,
That when I'm not scribbling on a paper, I feel like my life's on leash
But at least, just understand that all these words that I write,
Come straight from the heart, it's like I'm writing my life,
But this paper cannot withstand, standing under that light,
If I cover it with shade, the sun would still be to bright
But the only thing that matters, is that you learn to believe,
that what I write is my life, and it's the blood that I bleed,
My whole life I've been writing, taking in what I see,
I've adapted to heartache, coldblooded is what I've come to be
No need to go in depth, this stream is to deep to swim
You might get lost if I open the door to my life and let you in,
so for now I'll keep the key underneath the rhymes hidden,
You'll have to learn to read between the lines to get in
Categories:
coldblooded, life, song-life,
Form: Rhyme