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Kenna Nunnery Poem
drawing in the night
in even breaths
the air carressing our thoughts
brought alive
in twisted vocals
barely audible
taking in warm air
thriugh slightly parted lips
as the night serenades us.
Copyright © Kenna Nunnery | Year Posted 2008
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Kenna Nunnery Poem
mom you were there
but not mentally
you were somewhere else
working on your next gig
how you were going finish your life
but your didn't relize that-
i was dyin'
the drugs and emotional strife
took it's toll
killn' me and you were there
just watching it happen
while you lived your life
not involved with anyone elses
why wont you help me?
why wont you help me from-
my problem
i know why ...
cause you are too
come momma
please help me and yourself
be who you truelly are
be you
i need this
or else i wont make it
please bring that heart beat back
bring it right here
to my heart
and stay there
where i can keep you with me forever.
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I’m a liar and a sinner
A thief and an addict
I pretend that I’m the winner
When really I’m the loser
I toy with your minds
Telling you stories
That I make up on a whim
I don’t even know what’s real anymore
My fantasies and life collided
So that you come up with the wrong conclusions
The religious tell me it’s not too late
Repent and be saved
But I know it is…
My judgment day is coming
And it’s coming hard and fast
You tell each other that –
It’ll be alright
She really doesn’t mean it
But I do and it’s true…
Its over the gigs up
I want out and for it all to end
Just some peace and quiet
No more thinking, hurting, dying, or confusion
I want to tell you something
Before I go though
I’m sorry and I’d change if it helped
But I’m out of time and patience for it
I’m sorry I was the way I was
And all the stupid crap I put you through
Just to see your reaction
Trust me its all as easy and fine as it’ll ever be
I’m sorry for it all
But trust me on one thing
Your day will come too
When your soul and deeds
Will be put on the scales
Raised for all to see
And you get that feeling
The feeling of doubt and wonder
If you’ll pass or not
And he’ll tell you on that very day
The righteous and mighty
Shall watch and stare
On judgment day on us all.
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Kenna Nunnery Poem
going through the gats of irony
that aren't even gates at all
no barriers to block me
no body to foresake me
no tears or cries to slow me down
no landscapes to pause me
no transportation to push me
only the dull tread of my feet
to guide me along
on seemingly long paths
in time that never stands still.
Copyright © Kenna Nunnery | Year Posted 2011
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drums are beating on my head
bombs exploding around me
the air is filled with damp smoke
i hear the cries as thunder rolls
i see their blood everywhere
cleansing the earth
in eaches own opinion
it soaks my cloathes and-
makes the ground slick
this rain never really ends
casualties of war.
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feelings deep inside
churning and swelling
it rises to my throat
not knowing what to do
i end up closer to you.
when i try to stay away
what they say
what i do
i ignore the warnings-
and caution signs
the closeri get the harder i'll fall
what i cant control
draws me even farther
from my promises
i became an enemy.
if i continue-
what i'm doing
falling for someone
hurts more than they'll ever know.
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you know those people you thought were crazy
but you didn't care anyways
because you were too
and did the most rediculous things with
laughed with, cried with
who was there when you needed them
and changed situations in a flash
they were the ones who sang off key
who danced togeether
who acted like they were on crack
and were the people you envied?
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Kenna Nunnery Poem
Unclear words comb their way into my mind
Putting them on paper
Feels so much better
Not so cluttered and chaotic
Its concrete and mine
A pencil and an eraser
Is all I need
They’re my friends
My allies
Ready when I need them
Working an even pace
Till the job is done
Letting whatever comes to mind
Be shown and presented
Not on a pedestal
Mind you
But the light
Shall caress the words
As their glory rings out
While they fly off your lips
Too woo some mongrel’s mind
In a flash of teeth
And a slip of the tongue
My work as a master of thought.
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today you touched me
in a relatively long time,
i held you close and
the others just as,
glare at one another
and caress me,
in a wink
for i dont feel as any of you do,
i see you merely as pawns...
lovable, gentle, sex-hungry, pawns.
i love the way all of you touch
but i still am not satisfied,
as boredom sets in
i want th new and interesting,
come, join me in this game of chess
a knight is a good ol' boy,
waiting for the king to leave
so the dominoes fall,
i am but a queen
with no king,
a fruitless search
the best, the worst,
i'll laugh for you all the same
on my empty chess board.
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laugh with me as i play in my blood
look at it shine, see it gleam
dropping slowly from my veins
dark, red it turns as it flows
splatter on the ground,
bright against my skin
soaking into my cloathes
see it mold to my finger tips
taste it's coppery sugar flavor
smell the metallic air
is it sweet? does it care?
cold in my vains it runs
pulsing, dying, drying
staining all it touches
do my eyes glitter now?
can you see my happiness,
now that i'm so alive
Copyright © Kenna Nunnery | Year Posted 2011
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