Pain Riddle Poems

Born in London in eighteen eighty nine,
a 'rags to riches' story just like mine.
His childhood was full of horrid violence.
In adulthood he was the king...

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In the Apocalypse of Hell, a warning strong, 
Of destruction and judgment, where dark throngs, 
Where eyes that sin, must cut to save, 
To seek...

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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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Life is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, A fleeting moment of joy and misery.

It's a journey we take, without a map, Navigating through trials,...

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In a world, yeah this one...,
 where you think you exist
only as fresh as the newest song
on your spotify,
 songlist.

Well, listen up,
to your heart
it still...

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So, I play my game
Yes, play your own too
If mine affects your aim
Change strategy or rather boo
My efforts than trying to clear my path
For redress...

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Far from the prodding eyes
         
He toiled,
with the wits and strength of men, 
like thousand armies, 
He...

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An ill-mannered child,
Matrix dilemma,
Bitter when swallowed,
Keeps caught spy secrets,
One for everything.

Elevates moods,
Four hours too long,
Easily hooked,
Go ask Alice.

Famous hill,
Pain crisis,
Dogs hate them,

Dissolves,
Expires

Pill...

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There they go the three flying bubbles
towards eternity, towards nothingness
Childhood, Manhood (synonymous with earthly love), and Old Age. 
The first, matching the morning, the second...

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Leather boots 
tight black suits 
skin hot bound 
in knots cutting 
sweet the heat 
Burns in between 
the pleasure 
of the pain 
the sweat 
of...

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All the things that I thought you loved about me....were the one's you hated most
Why I believed that you would love me.....when I couldn't love...

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I was hovering across a brook that echoed slump.
I was inspiring a hoary praxis out of camp.
The river, with its vibrant species, reflects my pain.
It...

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With Blades
I have drawn 
In my restless sleep
I linger in the past
Were my souls 
Dry husks of horrors
Are cast
Each one an image in time
The dead...

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We are all blemished and will do poorly.
We benefit while ignoring the price.
Yet, we vow to endure the pain bravely.

Perhaps we should ponder round this...

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In halls of idol wind
Ribbons of rain
Ribbons of pain
Ribbons of the insane
Flying down the avenues 
Hands clutching the wheel
Eyes blur as my mind swims…
of my...

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