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Troy Toney Poem
Step right up dear folks
Please listen if you can
For tonight I tell a tale
First buy from the ticket man
Go ahead and sit dear folks
Set your chairs right on the land
Now that you have your voucher
You bought from the ticket man
So please listen up dear folks
A tale of wonders Is the plan
You'll be in awe you'll be amazed
Glad you saw the ticket man
You've been entertained dear folks
Distracted though it was a scam
Your pockets have been picked b
Oh yes by the ticket man
Sorry to say it dear folks
To fool you ashamed I am
But my job is done it's time to run
And catch up to the ticket man
Written 12-21-18
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He is a crazed individual
His look dark and so sinister
He grinned as he stared
And shoved the knife into her
He pulled it out slowly
Starts caressing her hair
Her voice muffled she screams
But she is tied to a chair
He plunges it in once more
Her pain is so intense
He has lost all control
Stabbing her again and again
Long after she's dead
He keeps going and going
The husband wakes up
Was knocked out and not knowing
That a killer broke in
And tied them both up
Now he sees his wife there
Dead and covered in blood
The sick man looks over
He stares down his victim
He contemplates on what
He wants to do with him
Now he is exhausted
He killed her with confidence
He can't leave two bodies
The cops can't catch on to this
So he stabs the husband
Clean sraight through the chest
He doused them in gas
Pulled a match from his vest
With one swift motion
Match lights on first strike
He sets them a blaze
And runs off in the night
He goes over the events
That had just taken place
He will never forget
The horrid look on her face
Later that next day
In the mirror he stares
And suddenly it hits him
That was just a nightmare
Written 1-30-19
This poem has gotten mixed reviews. It is not a person nightmare of mine. Complete fictional story I wrote. When I write the pen has a mind of its own. What the end result is, is what I leave on paper. This one gives me chills every time I read it. I had to share it it. Writing should move you it more ways that one. Suspense isn't bad now is it??
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My heart knows what it wants
But to my luck it's off limits
Beauty I can see and not touch
Obey the sign read and listen
My ever increasing desire
Diamond I want to hold you
There is glass in my way
I must respect not break through
I know this diamond is priceless
And should be handled with care
If I could put it up on a pedestal
Something I'd definitely dare
If I had an opportunity just once
If prove I'm the perfect man
Elegant diamond would be displayed
I wpuld take care best i can
I see a very rare value
A beautiful diamond in the rough
I want to fix and fine tune
From being handled to tough
If I was the lucky handler
Of this most beautiful gem
I would respect and cherish it
Until my last breathe it gave in
Written 3-3-19
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My perspective is off
Just a little bit unnerving
My point of view of things
I don't think it is working
I am lost where I'm standing
I feel stuck in transition
Looking through my eyes
Not understanding the translation
So I decide to take a seat
Try a different point of view
See things at a different level
A point of view that is new
So here I sat down
Looking at a different angle
My last view of things
We're blurry and mangled
This new point of view
Did not hold all the answers
So I stood back up
With a slightly different manner
Than I had before I sat
Or before when I was standing
But more answers I sought
New points of views now demanding
I know what to try next
I must get a different vantage
Maybe a higher point of view
There hopefully I can manage
I'll get an understanding
To what I don't understand
So I found a tall tree
I'll reach the top if I can
Look down on my situation
Third point of view attempt
I hope that this will work
Don't need waisted time spent
I have made it to the top
More questions answered here
In this new point of view
All not fully answered I fear
So what to do now
Should I just fill in the blanks
Or improvise what I don't see
Move on and just say thanks
So I will keep looking
Different points of views I'll try
To find more of the answers
I'll seek out before I die
My ambition to see things
I don't understand in my eyes
I have a need to overcome it
So I won't be my demise
Written 3-11-19
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He parks up the street
Then shuts his lights off
Keeps the engine running
Only one thing on his thoughts
He sits silently still
With engine idled and running
He has come up with a plan
He hopes it is cunning
Waits a few moments more
To keep his motor warm
Trying to remember of
He brought the chloroform
There are two weapons
In his passengers seat
Loaded 44 magnum
A hunting knife in a sheath
Go in make some noise
Or go in silent take it slow
He reaches for the knife
This method he'll go
He stares at the house
At the end on the left
It's the moment of truth
He inhales deep takes a breath
Pop the switch to the trunk
Few more things to retrieve
One more time he goes over
The plan he's had now for weeks
He takes both of his hands
Off the steering wheel
Steps out of the car
On the dark street of Gold Reel
He grabs rope and duct tape
He'll go through with his scheme
The time is now here
He must be smart and be clean
He advances toward the house
The couple asleep that he hopes
He stares at the home
His thrill starts to grow
The voices take over
Telling him there's no turning back
Grabs hold of the door knob
Turns it then hears it unlatch
He opens it slowly
Steps across the threshold
Closes the door behind him
Then his control he let's go
A cold sweat he's now in
But this time he's aware
This must be the beginning
To his original nightmare
Written 3-6-19
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It's cold and dark
These endless nights
Knowing he's always there
But never in sight
That persistent monster
I know so well
He is always around
So he never fails
Take pleasure in his
Sick twist of ways
Taking a hit like
A fist to the face
Knocked away from
The sleep that I need
Fighting the bully
That I cannot see
All I know is
That of his name
Blindsided by insomnia
No warning he came
Let's play this game
What he said to me
Though I always win
How it's meant to be
You are the prisoner
I'm the gaurd to your cell
I'll keep you awake
I know your mind so well
So now we walk
Together hand in hand
Becuase I am the slave
To his crooked plan
This is my new strategy
Of how I should fight
Cause one day it's my turn
To sleep a full night
Written 12-17-18
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You can be anyone you want
By your fingertips typin
All you are doing is
Sailing false advertisement
You can say the right things
Typing confidently to sway
The reader of your words
Mess with their minds you play
They fall for everything
You have written in response
Being dragged even deeper
Though that is what you want
Nasty trick you have done
You play with their emotions
You brainwash your readers
Into giving they're devotion
You have mesmerized them
With your fancy use of words
Leading them into a trap
The planned outcome of yours
But once they meet you in person
I hope they see you had lied
Not tricked by what they read
Transfixed on what you typed
It is easy to be anyone
When you hide behind a mask
Whether it's a computer screen
Or your false story past
Smart people will see through
Straight around your flawed plan
You did not count for them
To see that your a bad man
So keep doing what your doing
It will bite you in the end
You'll be left untrusted
Alone and with no friends
Written 3-13-19
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The ship has set sail
Through the lighting and thunder
The pirates all ready
For adventure and plunder
The rain hits the deck
They all sing a chantee
They raised their sails through
A storm thick they can't see
This does not scare them
They keep sailing onward
Captain cries out portside
He spotted a flying songbird
With speed we will catch them
They cannot flee from our sight
For the wind is to our backs
To carry us swiftly to fight
The cannons were fired
They boarded swords drawn
Fight with me lads
You will be rich before long
They make with quick haist
Of the ship and the crew
Captain yells good job men
Now let's get the dublooms
Captain looks to the survivor
Said I'll show mercy this day
There is room on my crew
Sail with me and get paid
We shall travel near and far
Plunder ship to ship
We shall gets lots of treasure
My crew I'll drink with
Adventure is a pirate's life
Your my crew and I'm your captain
This ship is our home
And the sea is our captive
Written. 12-30-18
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I heard of a tale
Way high in the mountain
You'll find everlasting youth
If you drink from the fountain
No one has ever laid eyes
To say that it exists
An adventure I'm ready for
To explore and go find it
It's said the path only shows
In the moon's full light
So my journey begins
In the dead of the night
So I start at the base
Gorgeous mountain before me
I am excited to hike
In fresh air for exploring
I spot a family of deer
Half way up the mountain
I lost track of the miles
Got distracted from countin
The sun starts to set
As I round the bend
The full moon starts to rise
Light of day at an end
My anticipation it builds
The moon's lit up the path
My eyes are the first to see it
I don't know how to react
A beautiful waterfall
Way atop on the mountain
I have found it at last
There sits the fountain
So I pull out my cup
Dip it in for a drink
The water is refreshing
Whipping sweat as I think
Satisfied I have found it
My adventure's worth wile
Now full of new energy
My woken inner child
No one will believe me
I'll hear argues and shoutin
At least I know it's true
I found it on the mountain
Written 3-2-19
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I'M ALL OUT OF DREAMS
OBEDIENCE TAKES OVER
YOU ARE THE GENERAL
I AM THE SOLDIER
I'M ALL OUT OF PATIENCE
I LOOK THROUGHT THE WINDOW
YOU SET THE BAR DOWN
I'M STUCK IN THIS LIMBO
I'M ALL OUT OF STRENGTH
I'M WEAK AND I'M QUESY
YOU PUSH ON MY CHEST
GRIP TIGHT CAUSE YOUR SQUEEZING
I'M ALL OUT OF TIME
BUT THE CLOCK KEEPS ON TICKING
I'M LOST BUT NOT FOUND
SINCE OF DIRECTION NOT WITH ME
I'M ALL OUT OF MIND
NO LOGIC OR REASON
YOU TOOK MY COMPASSION
I'M COLD HEARTED AND FREEZIN
I'M ALL OUT OF WORDS
TO WRITE ON THIS PAPER
I'M ALL OUT OF THOUGTHS
AND YOU WERE THE TAKER
Written 1-22-19
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