Art Suicide Poems

A lady in a Victorian dress,
Next to an old printing press.
Within a gloomy writing lair,
Falling down the abyss of despair.

I can see the tempest in...

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When I pen lines, fresh thoughts of Vincent van Gogh
     strike me! How, with palette and brushes, he breathed
life's scenes onto...

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Why would I - the maker of this:
desiccated and barren effigy, 
the devastated architect of this 
biological monstrosity -
want to end the great work?

I ask...

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I emerged with a silver pen in hand,
…and a tempest raging within.
Words writhe, a serpent's coil,
…tightening their grip,
A soul adrift in a sea of 
…self-made...

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I have heard all your excuses 
I have listened to all your pleas
It is time to pay the pipers 
With the sweet tears of your...

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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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My friend, don’t struggle so
Not much longer to go
No more working for the all-mighty buck
No more lusting after the…
Ahhh your dirty mind 
Will be the...

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This is way the flesh ends not in burning or dust
Not in a whimper but a scream
As you see I am an Artiste and such,...

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My eyes softened from the intensity of the lights
As if the sun shrinks in the midst of the noisy nights
Then we close my ears so...

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In realms of verse, where souls take flight,
Where muses dance and dreams ignite,
A shadow looms, a somber hue,
A question whispers, haunting too:

"Beyond the veils of...

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Quote By Poet "Art can come from anywhere. 
Paint with paint or paint with words." 


Writers write to write with pen or computer in hand,       ...

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Darkness is my weakness
Crave negativity day to day 
At war with my inner light 
Dismantle the joy my inner child 
Reckless with the will to...

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they shall fear this fury across the land
blazing bright the heavenly light of the savage crown 

all cower on the dusty, dank dominions of the...

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casting away all pieces and parts 
of an existence full of casual talk 
of board rooms full of rage
lost bodies in burning classrooms

full of philosophy...

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The bar door is ajar only fading voices
echo into the void, from nowhere...and afar!

Here n there, trash drifts
ghosts in flickering neon 

Broken floating bloated 
dead...

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