Long Dispair Poems

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the Moog Sub 37 or Minitaur,

The RedSkull and Prime Earth
sorted the frials of dispair
to combine there effords
 against the SuperFreinds
they seek Ugum Bigimous to find the
 earthious Prescious 
Tabernacle in the Jungles of the Amazon.
The Shere of Orbious shall be unearthed
to bring destruction to
those in opposition of me.
The Ganglioness of Evil shall
fool the men of the Allied Planetary defence
and there disconcern for there wives shall
cause the great divide in all of the World.
Punks and F$ggots shall
find new wives
and new types of discriptions shall
cause men and women to create
new discriptions of Psycodummism.
Whores shall unite with the hope of
coupling. Whoremongers shall stand tall together
in this new deminsion
The RedSkull shall be seen as
the One true Malo amongest all people.
The Mano of Manoes!
"My Kryponite shall destroy Superman"
Little does he know that
the waters of the tainted pooles
of Vallis Aires have transformed Robin into
Theropodious Rapious the exoskelton of the 
the combined companies of LexCorp and Wayne Enterprises
shall sheild Superman from the RedSkulls Kryptonite!

Zig du dum Ditty
bebop ditty!
Zuppa Wop Dew Woop!
" The night becomes day only for those who profit to enjoy: might he days of tommorrow warm your cruel cold heart!"
The Red Skull to Superman
Zu Zum ditty
zoop woop dew woo de wop!
"I'm neither frightened or afraid of you Red Skull, pull the wig off to show how much b$tch you really are!"
Superman to the RedSkull
Oscillations caused by interacting magnetic fields and electric currents in plasma.
Form: Bio


Recover

Recover


I  have no clear  recollection at all 
That time rescued me from any pain
I know it wasn’t yesterday or a week ago
Because ridged shards of it still remain

They pierce my heart with a razors edge 
The  sharp edges snagging my soul
Tearing the very delicate fabric of me
All of me gone now, with nothing to show

They say time is an awesome healer
Well that may be true for many things
But for all the tears I’ve shed over you 
There is no healing for tears it still brings

I lay quietly in the gathering darkness
I do not care if I live or if I die
Time seems to have stopped moving
Its healing powers clearly just a lie

My soul in tragic self inflicted dispair
Cannot survive much more  misery                                                                                                                                                                                                
Something must happen and soon
Or I will  become  a spec of history

I need to  be stronger then this
 To find strength buried deep down inside 
I will move one foot and then another
And dry up all the tears I have cried

I must get time moving again
It has to happen one way or another
The only way I will ever survive
Is to pray for God to help me recover
Connie Moore
10/2/2015
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member give'n hern 'way

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                 i watch'd you love
                 in depth uv dispair
               mitts sweat'n whilst
                            tight
                    your own grip

                drips uv salty wet
             streak'n yourn buxom
                         cheeks
                 softly call'n 'pon
                         Yahweh
                              in
           Yeshua's precious Name

       "God please let my grandpop
            say I can marry Timmy"

                           okay 
              so i hear'd yuh cry'n
                  'twere cauze'n
         mine curious tuh listen in

                         and yes
             you can marry timmy
             when you turn 10hon
                 you and i will pick
                     thuh flowerz

                                ')

Beginning of Men- Draft

It was the last day of the beginning of the end.
There were 4 last men from the 4 corners of the earth.
None knew the tongue of the other
None knew the face of the other
None knew the life of the other
They only knew the world was at its end.
Death, Destruction, and Despair were all about them.
Blood, Bodies, and Beliefs fell at their feet

As they left up their heads to the sky in anguish;
All 4 heads bumped together.
As they raised their arms to the sky, 
all entangled one another.
As they fell in humble prayer, all their knees buckled, 
bumped and bounced off the other.
As their flesh fell away from their bones, 
it all flew away with the wind
As it carried their last moan back to the 
beginning of men.

~~~w12072019
Form: Didactic

Demotion To Concrete Statue

this bent crown is dipped in blood bacause
i am immune to the emptiness and the dispair
this throne is drenched in sticky misery because
i am blind to all that vision creates and decorates
it is the evening of the royal ball, and i want the bent rim of life to fall
i do not care where the destination of the impact is
i think of you, my queen, a distance away in closeness
the lights are drawn, but darkness lingers on

there once was a time when essence of your presence promoted me period
the memory of the depth of each experience causes me to release my burdens
when i come down, normalcy returns like the many splendored nothingness
i overexert myself while pressing all the buttons to freeze every momentary 
thought of you
perhaps it is not worth it
perhaps i should move and just let all thoughts of you perish
whatever the case may be, you have a way of driving me crazy
darkness lingers on, but the lights stay drawn
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.


Waiting On Time

They keep telling me time is on my side.
But I'm not sure that time can stem the tide.
When things begin to go down south.
And life leaves you down in the mouth.
All I know is to run and hide.

And with the passing of the days.
Life can change so many ways.
And youth will go by in a blink.
Leaving no more time to think.
And there you stand left in a daze.

Love and money disappear spent without a care.
Then you wake up all alone with nobody there.
Flat broke busted, riding on the spare.
Not a dime to give away to appease dispair.
Time's not coming to someone that's not there.

Down on my knee's and begging please.
For God to blow a gentle breeze.
To take away all of the dust.
Of all the years I did not trust.
But still it's still up in the trees.
Form: Rhyme

Daydream

I LIVE IN DREAMS OF MY OWN REALITY
I DAYDREAM IN MY OWN WORLD OF FANTASY
I DREAM OF A LAND FAR AWAY BEYOND MY REALITIES

I BREATHE IN WATER BENEATH A WORLD UNKNOWN TO US
I WHISPER TO MYSELF TO HEAR THE DREAMS THAT SURROUNDS ME
I WALK ON A LAND FULL OF RED SAND THAT BURN MY FEETS BENEATH
I SWIM IN DEEP WATER TO FEEL THE SEA COOLNESS OF MISTY AIR DROPS

I DREAM OF DREAMS THAT I NEVER DREAM BEFORE
I LISTEN TO THE CRACKS IN THE WALLS THAT TELLS ME TO DREAM AGAIN
I SING AND DANCE TO DREAMS THAT DISPAIR ME IN MY DREAMS
I WANT TO DREAM AWAY
I WANT TO DAYDREAM AGAIN FAR AWAY BEYOND MY REALITY
Form: ABC

Weathering Life

Walking in and out and all about just trying to find my way.
Gazing at the sun, wondering when I'll be done, I know I will someday.
Leftover memories wanting to be chilled.
But the graveyard crew has come to clean up what's been spilled.

Time dances in it's own parade.
Watching as the rest of us slowly fade.
Never one to cut a break.
It changes course at the slightest mistake.
Drift easy with the flowing breeze.
Keep seaching for eternity from down on your knees.

Let love fill your soul with your heart.
We're all meant to be here, and play our part.
Grey skies fill our veins with dispair.
Hope is all thats left to clear the air.
Knowledge that the sky is blue.
Brings to life what must be true.
Form: Rhyme

Hey Bartender

Written 2010


Flashing lights and sounds roll by
Hear the sound of muffled sighs
Sullen words cannot express
Just confess, and lift it off your chest
Told the priest would hear your cries
If you don't feed him blatent lies

Oh he's your only friend 
But he don't want to hear your sins
He's off doing his own thing
But it's far from priestly things
Oh he wont look in your direction
Let alone show you affection
Even when he hears your plea,
"Hey bartender please!"
Gone are all your hopes and dreams
All you ever sought to be
Heard from all across the room
Are many empty pleas,
"Oh won't you pity me?"

You can close your eyes and count to 10
Again and again
But he wont come back to help his fellow men
He was your only friend, but he left you all alone
To wallow in your sin
He failed to listen to your prayer
Now your lost in dark dispair

You can hide behind your cries
But he'll see into your eyes
Until the time you leave his bar
And wobble to your car
Form: Lyric

Dark Misery

Dark misery
how you wrap my heart 
like a black cat around the leg

waking world thrust back into dream
vaccume un-escapable
i fall backwards
into your dark embace

slowly i sink , deep into your blackness
i feel the air course through my fingers
air rushing around my ears
as i decsend into this mist of tears

burn down my face
lacerations in thier wake
tears like blades
tears of dispair

i reach for the sun
now a tiny point of light
i see it's folly
in this black night 

i look up and there you are
eyes hollow as death
you are made of a billion stars
glistening upon your midnight coat
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