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Freed from my mind
I escape it
I end time
I think it
I think nothing of it
I believe in you
I believe in the American Dream
I think of it
I think nothing
I know you are something
How is it found
Where are you going
Where are you flowing
the child is christened in the name of beginnings
I think it and it appears
I make it
Golden
Slow
Shower my notions
Employ my emotions
Destroy my devotion and crush my spirit
Gaunt
So hear it
where do I enjoy you
I see you
How dare you make me feel you
I don't know what to believe but I hear you
I entertain the notion that you are with me
I believe you are near me
But the truth might be sullen
So broken and sudden
Lee...Quite, I train thee
I believe you are not ready
I believe you are rock steady
How quite faulty
You are my enemy
My devoted
My first born
I am so often quoted
who am i
No one
I tell you
I am nothing but me
I dare you
How can I be anything other then me
I am someone who shines
Like it or not I don't care...don't wine
How could you
No you don't know me
You don't show me
I don't believe anything you did anyway
How could I
I am your friend ..not your enemy do I
Look at me
I think of nothing of your desires
I don't care
I think it is so amazing that you think I am flaunting my emotions
I am not
I am devotion
I am heart and saviour
Know my soul
hear it
Feel it and send me on a spirit chasing car ride like a fly trite respite
I think it
Feel me
I think nothing of it
I am enjoying your pain and I suffer
It is so pure that you laugh and I wonder
How could you believe in me
I don't understand thee
You
I don't get you
How could you be someone I care for and let you
Be me
How do you
I do not know what you do
I just know that you do and you do it well too
How. Destroyer of worlds
You amaze me
I don't care for your words
I am action word; phase me
Trust
I forgot what it's like
lust
I feel it daily
Like
It or amaze me
plainly
Live die young
and escape me
I am more and more ranked and how does that take me
I don't care about games, I play them too often
I lose quite a bit and enjoy them not too breach it
I think
I wonder
where do you hold regard for my trance verb
I wonder what you'll do next in this causative turd
It is just that
It is just a wonder
I don't care what you do because doing it tears you assunder
Don't
Engage in the enemy
I slink forward and left of me
I see something coming out of you
Something dreadful and something pure
I think it is clean and dirty at the same ****ing time
How can I end it, how can I end this rhyme
I don't actually know, I don't actually care
I wonder where I left my ****ing underwear
Where what who why
When do I leave the time beat
drummers never learned to retreat
I think they just walk and walk the beat follows
how could you know the facts when you learned just to swallow
I think...damn girl you know it and you know it well
Question my rythm and cast a damn spell
So..what is left
I think nothing is here for me
But the truth is ...it remains hidden from me
Lolz. I think it is funny as hell
However divine I have never been in it oh well
I think...wait a minute hell is on earth it is not a place deep
it is here and oh damn that curse
I think it is magical, how can it be so ****ing real
I am such a spiel
I think and it happens
It just appeals
I wander
It makes me slender
I think I lost weight when I enter the rhyme world
I enter devine world
I think well oh well how I left it and hell
It is...Yes it is
It is truly a miss
I am wondering why I have never just kissed ...
you
I am
Wondering
But simply stuttering
I leave myself out of it
I am so plain and cluttering
I think
How dare you make me so plain
I mean
damn girl you hate me too much to say
I think you just wanted to twist the handle deeper
push
I want to make you happy...so just make it hurt
I crush
I think
damn
It is so wonderful
it hurts but it's plainly cursed upon me
I don't care ...just stun me
I am at least careless
she wanted to just caress
I wanted to make her mine
She wanted to spend my...time
I wanted nothing more and now
I am alone and all the time in the world is left ...shone
I see it
lolz I don't care but I'm deceived by it
I think
How dare you
How can you make me into something or other devine and not like a brother
but really
I am so pure and destruction is so meaningless
I am so feeling less
I think...wait
I can't feel any longer
My heart ripped asunder and I am so blunt
Like an instrument forced by the way you want me t ojust glance at your breasts
but the rest...it's like a beautiful test?
yes.
Just a test
A test in time
I think it is just a rhyme but the truth is I am being tested by G-d
How could I know what I have done, I have not
When I do it I do it I don't just believe it
I don't care for the rhetoric
I don't deceive it..
I before e except after C and that is the question I place before you
How can you care about appostrophes and comma's
when there are more important things in life
Like...Love
Isn't that enough?
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Catharthis...
neglect of the art and it's form is such a beautiful start
let go of the pain
let go of all emotion
the hatred is spread thin
Touched and such beautiful notions
I know you are striving
to be with you're true self
You need to be spirited away
to heaven from hell
Learn to be with everyone
equal and ..just as well
We want you all to give and to give well to others
to become one with all
and to receive one another
Leave me to pieces
break off another
Give me respect
treat us all like one brother
Let go of all hate
Let go of emotion
Isothymia...it is such a notion
Leave the shell behind
leave me when I'm blind
I can't see through the misery
I can't see through the hatred
Leave all emotions behind me now bate it
Let them out through a general great big shout!
Let them out...employ the best and the greatest
Even the meekest shall learn to not chaste it
Break off a little
bring me the rythm
Be with me a while
let me now cringe
I think I've cast enough of a tinge
breathless emotion
desire you I must say
You are in heaven
I am a step away
When you break me
I break down and cry
all of the feelings
let them go
and now die;
Drive off all imbeciles
we need none of them
make us immortal
make us all equal
let us be touched
not by the evil
We want to be true to our spirit of choice
and recourse in the course
of the master that's yours
You are one with the beat
one with emotion
but you are not clear as to your own devotion
You need to be true to the rythm you've set
do not regret
Nor simply fret
I know you have feelings
You must not hide them
or Catharsis will never let you deny them
You will explode
Upon reaching a climax
You will react so violently
Endless
Do not be afraid
Do not recourse
Change not a thing
No not anything twice
I want you to know you are free from the spirit
you are free from the livid
the ones who don't hear it
you are quite plain and solid
stoic and brave
you will inherit the earth and not the tame
You must remember however all are equal
the reason as such is that we are so sinful
This works out too much like a plain brilliant display
I think of it now
let us not stray
I know you think me instant
insane and so distant
I never believed in the merchant
but he breathed
a sigh of relief came from the moment
the one we don't know it
but something is motioned
he wanted to give us ...no sell us
some drivel
or was it a brilliant form of a swivel
I am not quite sure,
but he came at a good time
Honestly when...is there no simple rhyme
I worked with the dead
I've worked with the living
The simple and meek
the drone and deceiving
I know what it's like
to be told what to do
to be guided by life
to be sinful and true
I know that it's different when you are so plain
Can't you just see it?
are you that tame?
When is it then is it over and under
When the plain and the pain of the drivel is thundered
I know you are equal
Cathartic and sequel
Impart all emotion upon earth and be full
Plato concerned with the thymos
and spirit
Was always so near it
so plain and not fear it
I Thought to myself
how is it that there's justice
I know it is lustless
So simple and bustless
Erotic and frolic
I know it is all moot
the point is ofcourse that I am not at all put
We all have our dignity
our pride in our work
contribution's we make
to our daily breads spork
I know...kind of funny that rhyme makes no money
I think to myself, oh gee
Then I'm not at all sunny
not equal to anyone
not equal to me
Not equal not stranded
not branded by thee
I can't be bought
I can't be sold either
defend me so lively
I slide and I slither
Escape from the grated carfull of hatrded
I dance and am elated
by a sinful of damned
Emotionless hateful and something so penned
I know what to say but to say it means work
I despise all of that and I simply just quirk
I'm different
yet similar
all of us are vehicular
We drive others crazy
and are driven by cynica
cynical dive
I despise the pure strive
I can defend you and you are so alive
I know you are crazy
I know you are blind
the way of the motionless mess is so trite
Escape me
Make me
Dance with the wildflowers
take me into your heart
and make me yours.
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breath
the very thing I require to learn from
Death
It is something I yearn
I think nothing else matters
when I am writing all heaven's doors open
Prophets words read upon my lips
I swear I have never heard this
I know you are something special
But why does it take more convincing if it is real
I know it is special
I don't have to feel
I already have for all of my life
Known that I am (for giving)
Hah that is so clever is it not
Play on words so just like
I almost forgot my point in this
I know you are special
I don't have to feel it
I've felt it forever more and so hear it
I (give upon) nothing and know you are so shy
I am learning to write slowly
I am *(so fly)
super
Careful and exploited
I am voided
Like a child I am rearranging your emotionless questions
I make you answer for your crimes and be listless
Rockafella has nothing to hide from a stringbean
I am your salvation said the queen
I can make you see stars without opening your eyes
hah...I know, you've made me see them twice ...twice
I do not need to be tricked by you
I am not anything special I am just a fool who has an erection twice a day
Like a factual fixation upon a stool I am so stray
I feel nothing
I give everything for you
You are so shy
...Why is it I deplore you
Where do you come from
Are you an alien
Do you make me sweat because you simply can?
I know
I know you want me to explain the possibilities of a future without you
What the chances are that you are torn apart and I am so true to you
Like me, you are questioning my existence on this earth
Why are we here...are we to curse
Cure my erection erectile dysfunction
the fixation upon you I have never lost
I am simply just
Like a course I have taken
Quickly
I break
Make me sweat I have to take you upon a fixated ride and so like a rake
I am too fanatical
So spectacular...how can we not dive into a beautiful river and make it ours
I am breathing for hours
I know not what will happen when I close my eyes and stop
I just concentrate highly upon something so flaunted by your vanity hourglass body I'm wanting
I am a simple man
I don't care for earthly possession
I am a romantic
I desire the truest action
I can't stand you
I want you
I can't explain the things that make me flaunt you
about a transcendental pole I am adoring you
I quite am annoyed by you
I simply am
Take me for all the things that You know you can
How dare you not
Believe in me As I've believed in you
Take me into your arms and make this a reality.
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Sitting alone
always at home I stare out of the window
I play in the kitchen...play like a witch when
I think of you missing
The true nature ...are you now kissing
Are you demure missing me as I am listening
Cutting the fruit...peeling and slicing
when do we do the things that we were so splendidly dicing
How do you think that I make such wonderful treats
They appear in my mind
I sit here and perform my feat
The death of your torture
I wonder when you are so turned
That you come home to dinner best...hot served
I am the dame, the despondent the best wife
Hush now, I silence you with a kiss,
I strive...
be the best I can be
Best at making this pie
Making amends
Making men cry
Laugh out loud
em-pathetically sound
I think of the truth that you've set to me you lout
I know you think of me
I think of you also
Do come home soon
I must sleep and force you
Into submission upon my command
You sit at the table
Not eat where you stand...
you Deserve best and This
I give you and then
Learn to respect me...for you are a man.
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Treat me
Like a king
I need me
to a fin
I am so dreadful sometimes I am a handful
I think that you think that I think you are dreamy
I think that you know that I think that I'm screaming
I wonder where I am going I wonder what I am seeing
I wonder where I am silenced and beautiful you are now dreaming
I think of all the things that you have done and wronged
I wonder what I have found what it is to be with someone
I like your discounts
I like the way that you count sounds
I think that you're crazy and crazily rounded into a fraction
I think that you think of me as an action
I know you not
I know you not like a snot ridden discount infested twat
I think you think me hot
I know ...
I think you think me hot
I believe in the way you kiss because it is such a dream
I think it is the way ...that you make me scream
the end
I believe it to be
The silence grew...out of an uncomfortable pause
I glanced at you and you have an ounce of shame
I believed
I then flamed
I think you are twice shy and once renewed
I rebirth you
I
You
You are so fleeting
You are deceiving and yet I am so entranced by the sound of your voice I can't help it
You are so truthful it makes me cringe at the sound of the words coming out of your mouth
You make me believe in the myth's of the world
You make me go through the turn based key unlock me systems
I wonder the pains you take to make me miss them
You are so wonderful I so don't diss them
I have asked and asked and received not one bit
the truth of the matter is that I am not licked
I know you you know me not
You know me as something forgot
I think you now have done something wonderful and want me to make you a plain fool
You can't have me as one
I am already there
You can't bend one
I don't care
I simply am who I am and a dutiful me can't be bothered to climb up a round about tree
Like a glove our relationship fits perfectly
how dare you make me question you ...your sanity my vanity
my unlike me want it all I simply can't care enough about it all
I bend you at your will
I send you shivering and quivering all down the spine
I wander and wonder how does that make you feel
I know you are so splendid and lately it makes me squeal
How..
You ask me this now?
I dare not answer and make you a master
I want nothing more than a disaster to action word me into space and laughter
How dare you
How could you
How can you
How must you
What ...
I don't want to know
the answer to this is too wrong and it doesn't make us grow
I simply think that you are what you are and I am what I am and we can't make new plans
I don't want to think of it now
I don't want to make amends
I want to make you gone
I want to make you grow
I don't know...I just don't know
what do I want
I want a relationship consisting of an actual friendship
how dare I ask for that first or foremost, honestly
Does it matter now?
How dare you **** and leave and ...wow.
Just wow,
I think of things to say and this
comes nothing out and everything's amiss
I think what fool
what fool you are and were
I danced and you have made me whore.
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What is man but a destitute creature full of horror
Condescending ...miserable and vengeful
Always searching for a heartless surrender of the mind
bending
willful and ending the fate of others
condescension of love
struggling for nothing but his own ego
smiling upon nothing
knowing that he is so broken
but unable to hold a spoon to save his life when it comes to mercy
destroyed by grief
if only
deprived and remade into an image
broken
Such a finish
Selfless not
but always forgotten
friendless lot
always begotten
destitute
and such a crime upon Earth
love is lost
even in this warm hearth.
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Treat others how you like to
for they will treat you how you want to
be ready for absolution for it will come
I have seen it plenty of times and it is done
I know you want to believe in me
I know you want to see me
I want you to desire and receive me
I know you think it is the pain and pleasure mixed
this brings out the best in a quick fix
like it or not I don't care
I think of all the things that make me stare
into an abyss filled mind
I am empty inside.
Hollow and crazily veiled a fool's note
I am so shallow
Desire me and make yourself known
I am so beautiful
So vein as well
I have never seen heaven
not even hell
I think I am in one, not the other
the improbability of it is that you've my lover
How dare you
How do you believe the things I have done are not real
How can you feel
How can you feel
How the **** does it make you take you and break you
into little pieces the size of my heart
I am desired by all...from the start
I started to believe in you
I started to design
the things that i wanted to do to you with you and by you
I think those things were taken apart by a little known vermin
I think and the thing is that it is so churning
my stomach is crushed
I am demoted further down
I am left bespoken
Likely without a sound and a mouth to speak with I have received this
I know you
I know you know me too
I know you are so dead to the world; to my heart you are so new.
question me
Despise me
Devote nothing more than your lies to me
How dare you
Do you know who I am
Do you realize I am more than a man
How can you question your reality
I am here
you are there
You are not something to believe in me to be thrust upon me
you are truthful
Yet deceiving
Die alone then
I shall not care
I shall just stare into your void of a beautiful
I know you
You are so lustful and dutiful
I shall never realize but maybe I will know after I die
How could you
how could you DO THIS TO ME!
I question my sanity
Left with a brittle stonehenge for a trusting heart
Instead...I depart with a crazy beautiful mistake
I now take...you apart and make you seem less than real
I know you are something someone to feel.
I am mistaken
but never so taken by someone who is so vein and so lustful
I am so distrustful
How can this be
I am so left aback and taken
I am so ****ed up and so broken
Be with me or leave me
But let me know what it is going to be
I need to know so tell me NOW
I dare you to make it into something other than this
I want to believe in the thing that is
You are
You are so fortunate
Quite distrustful into the fire I am thrown by you
I am so fated...my heart rearranged into a blossom
I think it is now awesome
Grand and spectacular, how you are vernacular spread upon my table
I am so thankful
Treat me with respect and I will make you not regret
I am your savior
your one and only
You make me think of the things that make me adore thee
How DARE you, do you really think I LOVE you?
I do not even KNOW you, what are you all about
Are you here to taunt me, to flaunt yourself and spread your desire upon me
I am so flaccid
sometimes I think of myself inactive and dead upon a doorstep
I think nothing is ever broken
but my heart lies unspoken for
Like true dirt-less desire spot on and spotless I cry out to you
I am broken; you are the death bringer
The heart never rendered by your touch ; you stringer
Along of the many things I have done
I KNOW you, I know everything!
The way you make me feel the way you make me stray
How can you believe anything is real in this world besides me
I am here to make you want me
I am here to make you want me
I am going to make you want me and escape from the reality of the one true verse
Of course; take me into consideration and make me into an action word
verb me. I am yours
I am forever taken
I am forsaken and broken and something like a word that is stolen
Listen to me
Make me believe in you
Make me something like a story and make me swoon over your corpse
your heart melts into mine
Likely story she said
I am fine
No
I am breathless
Break me and take my corpse into the void of your beautiful mind
Like a story that has taken ages to write
I am giving you this
I am receiving nothing in return
contemplate the possibilities you have learned
that there is no heaven nor hell nor escape
life is all there is and feelings are what it takes
your emotions are here and now
you want me or not that is what is real now
I am with you, you are with me forever
I am yours so take me
I am breathless
void-less and clever.
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Acclaim
this is my call to fame and fortune
I'm already there so give me the Trojan
Horse I am riding no wait, there's no denying
I am definitely flying into the night's sky trying
Lifeless
Dependent on action taken in the hope of a reaction
I speak
Naturally you listen
but the truth stings and burns, you are you ever so jealous
Lift me up
Higher and higher
Burn me with desire
spark vengeance and etch it
into skin
I dive in
Like a beautiful devoted soul I crave all and all
I juxtapose
realize what is not known and a nose
smells divine things
I can tell by the way it rings
How does that make you
feel as if I am torn and dreadful
How do you know
where are you going and will you be slow
I think you'll make it
unless of course you break it
then you buy it
There's simply no denying it
I love it
and when you want to stutter I shove it
I deny nothing but the main course
the entree of course
I speakeasy
I swivel on a chair and make it sleazy
Comfortable
So distraught and so stunted
I am flaunted
So fresh
Clean and so juicy
how can they make you into a lop sided Lucy
What,
Did I enter some kind of exam
Am I under oath on a stand
Am i in trouble again
I say
my oh my
beautiful rose in the nights' sky
I gleam a dream of the notorious things that fly
Like a dreadnaught
I am a behemoth of the lyrical, challenge me I am spherical
So defined
By the light of the moon I shine
I am blissful
But something tells me I'm sinful
I rise again
Judge me not no not till the end
or is it so?
I am wondering yet again...am I a no
Accepted
No never erected nor chanced to be written about or spectated
I reiterate it
Son of the moon and the sun
I am blessed beyond
I think it
It becomes clear and I blink it
into reality I make it
Till we till the soil and rise up out of the ground
I fake it.
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Tremble
my arms are around you
I meld
Into the void I simply am held
I know you
Are you around
Come out of hiding
Don't make a sound
I like to know you are helped by my pertinence
I am so fervent and distance so learned
I place my arms around you
You choose to be with me
I learn that you're near me
you can't deceive me
We walk in a park
Cold and bleak and dark
The moon shines and covers us
Tremble..
You are spoiled by my touch
end all
And I simply can not reach
Stave off the cold
My jacket around you
I make you bold
I breath warmth into you
Cover you and discover you
I recover the last breath of your secret
I understand you
Listen to my input
I want you to be great
Walk with me, near me
Enter my fate.
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Thrust
into an action
Come
Into reaction
Void me
Leave me plain
I despise all things insane
I think I'm one of them
I think you're one of them too
I think I'm going crazy just thinking of ...you
How
Can you believe it
How
Can you receive it
The way of the world is such that i'm here but the lunch is so not free
I am taken aback by the works of the masters and pleasures and such
I am so simple and left with a pimple to master the words of the future I am crazily writing
I am so spitfire
Like a sun
I melt everything
Hide not; I am everything
I am going further
Into an abyss filled world
I can take it
Can you make me fake it or do you just break it
Likely story
I think nothing for it
I am going out again
Into the void I am simple and simply a man
like a golden touch
I am nothing so much
like me
Left for me
I am breathing your escape
Into you I am ...take
Thrust
I am so trust
Complete me you free me from everything so beautiful
I need nothing more
I am true
Do you realize you are my clue
I am everything
you are nothing less
Then the *(best est) in the year 1980
Quite failing and saddled by a stream
broken in between
I am soft spoken
Learn from my mistakes and erect monuments in my name
I am yours
Quite an egregious arrogant apple
I am flauting myself in the wind
So tackle.
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