Short Stalkers Poems

~~ In the glorious garden of life, stalkers are the weeds, slugs and snails ~~...

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Light leaks through tree limbs
Falling across the green grass
Emerald stalkers...

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'In vino veritas,' Romans used to say
                                               ~ Secrets pried, stalkers preyed...

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Creatures prowling through the forest

     hunters and prey cloaked by dark curtain



*for Brian's "As You Will" contest...

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fiendlike stalkers glide on air

some in mothers wiggy hair

a strange eerie sight

this cool autumn night

our scarefest vanity fair.
...

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Amixst the mix
as you're tossed in the mix
blended and stirred with the rest
not a very good receipe for love..........

The creation of a paranoid state of mind,

The doom talkers are dream stalkers
as we remain sleepwalkers.....
being fenced into security
caused by aggresive action

Beware of the wolf in lambs clothing.......

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The Stalkers

Under the celestial awning
There are degrees of darkness 
Stygian and silky night - blue 
Secret light seeps out of hurts
Soon absorbed by night`s hue 
By the quay lovers watch light
Commit suicide in dark waters
Only the sleepless see this and 
Night prowlers with knives 
 Killing someone with passion 
And bath in blood at midnight...

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we're long grass walkers
mid-night stalkers
sleepers of many hours...
fur so soft
a soothing pet to pet.
we do so welcome
a strke or two.

so nice kitty kitty,
but not so much !
let me out
so i may hunt

morning comes
just let me in,
the head i'll bring
of what i eat.

let me in
when you awake,
i'll be there for you,
for me to pet...

CATS !!...

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Freedom from betrayal readers is rewarding,
Blogs have been changed to certain readers,
I have freedom from lack of loyalty
Lack of trust
And most certainly mentally ill stalkers who 
Cut themselves
drunks
hookers
suicidal
rubbing in an abortion to keep a man trapped
Sites that betray me
I have freedom from their eyes
and given to an email list of thousands from forums:)...

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Freedom from betrayal readers is rewarding,
Blogs have been changed to certain readers,
I have freedom from lack of loyalty
Lack of trust
And most certainly mentally ill stalkers who 
Cut themselves
drunks
hookers
suicidal
rubbing in an abortion to keep a man trapped
Sites that betray me
I have freedom from their eyes
and given to an email list of thousands from forums:)...

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Sunrise comes for me
Buildings shade halts it’s progress
Sucky city life


My city sunset
Reflected off the buildings
Awesome to behold


Prey in the city
variety a plenty
Beware the stalkers


She sleeps peacefully
I watch admiring her
She tooted sweetly


Lost is my lover
She lays next to me in sleep
Distance is profound


Here my princess l
Innocent our love
Profound is the gap...

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Don't think me weird it's creepy at the very least, I simply use your body for my eyes to feast. 
For every little change your gentle body makes, I'll remember it, the mental snapshot that my 
brain just takes. 
I follow you through every place you've ever stood, I live across the street in your own 
neighborhood. 
I remember every choice, every simple, good deed. You see I only live by the Lonely Stalker's 
Creed....

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The secret subject of my desires,
Is found in an ancient BT van.
We're nothing more than barefaced liars,
Illegal liquors from a legal man.

Two silver stalkers of the land,
Consumed you from our luxury.
And gave more than a helping hand,
To fan the flames of jealousy.

You play on thicker strings than I,
In bigger towns away from here.
In the candied scream of a mad wolf's cry,
I resign myself to silent fear....

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If walls could speak,
we would have reached a peak
of astonishment on what happens
behind our backs.

We would be knowing our stalkers’ faces,
gossips of our friends, hidden tears,
and those who secretly unzip and unbutton
each other, engulfed in the flame of desire…

We would have no more secrets to pocket
deep in our hearts, if walls spoke about
our real selves, when we thought that no one
was watching.


Date Published: 5/6/2015...

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The moon's face is veiled
hiding her radiant beauty
in the evening sky

On land and on sea
shadows can be seen moving 
under her dim light

Cautious and careful
each move with a measured step
precisely taken

Night becomes shelter
for stalkers and criminals
when moon hides her face

Darkness is embrace
by wanton thieves and robbers
on a moonless night

When moon shows her face
earth becomes a lovers' lane
for the poets' hearts...

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Stalkers select an object to desire,
Then they plot and conspire to
take control of their victims' lives, by
following them, sometimes dressed
in disguise, cleverly trying to infiltrate
their private matters by turning into
insane, mad hatters,
Lurking, watching, waiting and if zany,
attacking, because their pre-conceived notions
have taken on their own life,
Their fantasies begin to play on their minds,
and in an unguarded moment their stalking
becomes a reality..............

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