Andromeda was a beautiful queen,
First with love and then hate she was consumed.
When she found out her lovers, love was fake
He did not love her, but her wealth and beauty,
Parading with her at parties, bragged about her dowries.
She needed a man who wants to be a true friend.
Not a fake knight who bragged about all the battles he fight,
Or all the wars he won, that’s not what she want
So she devised a plan, dressed her like a man.
She went to his night club, to see,
If it’s true, that with other women he cheats.
She drew her gun, and shoot between his eyes,
For he deserved it, for all the lies.
As soon as she was done, she disappeared into the crowd,
No one could hear the music was too loud.
At home she waited on the message.
Bereaved she cried, her lover died.
No one knows who shot him death,
They think it’s a man with a black hat.
Andromeda: “ruler of men” (meaning)
Took sweet revenged.
I wish poem
I wish the night sky lasted
I wish the clouds to stop looking so sad
I wish my dreams were reality
I wish bullying would stop
I wish life would give a chance for the dead
And so to leave the sorrows and cries
From people's eyes
I wish you were here with me
I wish lies and betrayal were revenged
I wish darkness and light become one
I wish war was not a choice
I wish people wouldn't forget little details that might save their life
I wish you were here with me
I wish my mistakes would stop screaming my name
I wish people were happy about themselves
I wish live would be a little less challenging
I wish you were here with me
I wish all my wishes will come true
Yet only for you-only for you
And this is who we are
Happy.
you laugh ha!, and I pee to give you a pie,
hopeful Hope
my name, you say
with a belly so full
And to ur friends
a friday night talk that never ends.
A girl in red that never says
stop! To a dark drunk ride of two years
that runs her down.
To you
I’m just a dune
No matter how high,
You blow me away
In heated places.
But I rise
I rise, into the very eyes that gaze me down
I burn
I burn, like this heated dune
I’m not done yet
This is what you made me
But this Is who we really are
REVENGED
Old friends gather around me, feel my trembling...
strength is diminishing, almost done with living;
the most generous one was me, I gave all without receiving,
and to revel in my kindness is vain, this breath is weakening!
Somebody will hold it against me, " All he wants is glory! "
He raises his hands in contempt while I'm dying of agony,
" Have some compassion for me! " I murmur fighting back.
" Christ, the Savior, promises life to all sinners who repent...
despite their selfishness and the ignoble life of a wreck!
Laugh silly one, your remark is far from benevolent!"
Is life coming to an end? It's something against my wish!
Fate, command darkness not to engulf me in extreme rush;
there's no resentment for the vile deeds of the undeserved!
Fate, allow me one last word, " All wrong will be revenged! "
All thoughts have expired, now this soul flees from strife;
let no regret be remembered in the realm of the afterlife,
my punishment or salvation rests upon His endless mercy...
He will teach me the laws of righteousness and humility!
Stalking
I want to write a poem about my friend Tim
He thinks I want to stalk everyone
Ahh my friend
That is so farther from the truth
What is stalking?
Stalking is being obsessed with someone
And won't leave that person alone
It is being consumed in your thoughts
That you don't have any sense of right and wrong
It is being out of control
Full of emotions, pent up anger
It's about being revenged
Whether that makes sense or not in that person's heart
Anyway, in the end someone loses
Either a sense of themselves
Or a sense of real being
Did I touch enough on the subject?
I hope I did
At least enough of telling you not to do it
Don't do it okay?
Not cool
When our own planes were commandeered
And used against our own,
Three thousand good folks met their deaths
On that first day alone.
These fathers, mothers, husbands, wives
Were innocent of wrong.
We watched in horror as they died
And had reactions strong.
Attacks on these United States
Cannot go unavenged.
Decade of war and villain's death,
We now feel we've revenged.
Our way of life was tipsy-turned,
In ways we couldn't know
On that horrendous, deadly day
Eleven years ago.
January 12, 2013
Kulaks never acquisced* Stalin's regime of hierarchical Russia,
for it made them very prosperous growing grains for brewing Vodka,
and because of the prosperity, they seemed extremely rambanctious*...
unlikely the poorer peasants who we were less loyal and ambitious.
Lenin, he fearless archaist, rose to power to build an atheist empire,
where no religion of any kind was tolerated and thus the persecution
of Christians and Jews began...including the laughing and defying hooligan*;
had he mandated religious freedom, there wouldn't have been unrest and dire!
Stalin wasn't as tall as in sculpture, but was terribly feared in all Europe,
not even Hitler with his powerful war machines could defeat him without hindsight*;
like Mussolini's regime, it came to an abrupt halt: his statue torn down in daylight...
jubilant civilians revenged his cruel government by using the sturdiest rope!
far back in 278 Anno Domini
Emperor Claudius II had hung
a holy priest called Valentine,
Captain Cook on the 14th of '79
having circumnavigated his life was
not a God, so killed by native blood line
the Teddy Bear's 14th felt sorrowfully
when lost to him on that day in '84
his mother, Mittie, and wife, Alice Lee
that was the day back in '29
when thugs gunned down thugs
their revenged vendetta time
same time as Chicago gunned down
penicillin was also discovered
supplanting the sulfa drugs around
dehydrated with fever oozing out
virally you left too that 14th day
leaving me with a sorrowed doubt
so remembered year after year
love's shot in the heart
of those brothers we hold dear
in some future 14th to come, perhaps
my loving lover's gaze I'll remember
handing some flowers, a love relapse
© Goode Guy 2012-02-09
for my closest brother
My Second Home
It's been forty eight years that
I've lived in my second home
a home where there were trials
Tears, happiness and triumphs.
A home I can't say is really mine
But i'm free to move and
Express what my thoughts are
What feelings I wanted to reveal.
I can do what I dared do
Nobody tried to stop me
Even the owner of my second home
Gave me the freedom and the will.
Years passed I can sensed that
Something was not the same as before
Day by day my second home
Was becoming uncomfortable.
I can no longer drink refreshing water
I'm becoming sick of the food I ate
I started to feel the aches, the pains
I've never felt before.
Slowly my second home is weakening
She started to feel helpless
She can no longer withstand what I've been doing to her
She was in an excruciating pain.
She turned her back to me
There was revenged in her whole being
Right now I don't know how to control her
She'd been giving me too much of what I don't need.
I'm losing her....my second home
How can I face its real owner
When the time comes He'd ask me
What I've done with His masterpiece....
My second home.
Someone please help, please
Its killing me, oh please
On my knees I seize and freeze
I can't believe this foul tease
This pain is eating my heart
Just tearing me apart
No rhythm or reason
For me to feel this treason
I remember that day
And oh so clear
You only was a hater
I was always so true
So who knew what to do
When this bomb exploded
Imploded and stooled it
Ruptured rapture now crumbled
We had a plan once
You decided to be only one
Against our will you made
This demon that is here today
You said its for you
But I am here to blue
No excuses you see here
Less is less than much more
Cried a sea of despair
Now I wonder if you care
Leave me desolate bare
Do you think your fair
Wonder true intentions
Maybe your thoughts that day
Were to make me go away
Why did you not just say
Pressure, rage, broken heart
Rise from deep in my heart
Never thought we could part
Sweetness turns my heart tart
So sit here in wonder
And sit and ponder
The futures uneasiness
And your revenged betrayal.
Known I can't breath
If your not there for me
You decided to leave that day
Mentally and emotional, that is all to say.
one day here
one day will b gone
just another person
this body and soul torn
just a faded memory
one not really known
heart of what heavens
sins haunt and scorn
seen and felt
the good and bad
my sorrow justs melts
the cud beens, the had
been used, abused
torchered and revenged
manifested and fused
left the sins that fumes
whats done is done
whats said is said
the result of this
will become after deathen
Greatest of military men, Carthage's son, bright and bold
Took the elephants of war over the Pyrenees frozen cold
And would delay the Gentile's time fulfilling when the race
Stood proud, under your command of the second Punic war
But then that Africanus, your student with love displaced
Entered North Africa, to plunder, to maim, and there to scar
Except you had relinquished pride for love of native land
To find your Waterloo at Judas unwaning hand in the sand
Tell me how you conquered Spain again, tell me how Iberia
Under Africa's constellation slipped from darkness and hysteria
Into confidence and light; Tell me about Bithynia's fast fleet
That routed the Pergamons, and revenged Antiochus plight
Look now how Alexander, Caesar, Napolean, before your feet
Lay their laurels, and in Tunisia old men eyes gleamed light
When your name is called, but where is your grave, great one?
How past all mighty empires in the dusk of the setting sun?
Hope as scarce as diamonds
A torn and revenged mine
Lost in its darkness
Trapped in my mind
I cry, “father save me!”
“Can’t you see my fear?”
Peeling jolts of thunder
Heavy draining tears
Eclipsed by driving pain
Darkness in the sun
I felt no arm around me
No beating heart but one
In my bones, a hollow
Attracting draft and frost
Words like arrows sting
Echo what I’ve lost
Apart from distant memory
No bowl to catch blood
In this cave, a rustle
From trickle to a flood
To the naked eye, peace
Silence will deceive
When set to ponder wounds
Pains are retrieved
Inside my chest a hole
The size of a heart
Where has gone the strength?
Has all begun to part?
Peering with a flashlight
Seeking parts within
Introspective telescope
Eager eye to lend
Shivering in darkness
Warmth of once is lost
You won’t leave my broken heart
No matter what the cost
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