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Best Poems Written by Stefan Bezuidenhout

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Siren's Song

I sing. I sing.
All I do is swing
My voice is a sweet song
If I don't sing, I don't live long

For I am a Siren
I live to sing. I live to kill.
I live to make you ill.
For that is what I am born to do.

I am beautiful and graceful 
I am not a ghoul
I shall sweep you off your feet 
and then they will eat eat eat

Do you think my life is the best 
or should I fly into your nest 
I shall see you next time you pass by 
maybe then you will die

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Shoelace

That first text 
was blessed by 
the all father Odin himself

Two of his sons 
bound Together 
by a green shoelace 
in the park of my heart

Thor's lightning bolts
sparked Between the 
Sheets of my bed

I was in utter bliss 
feasting in Valhalla 
with the Valkyries dancing around us

But my 15 minutes of fame was up 
he only leaving behind 
his green shoelace

Like mistletoe defeated Boulder
I was strung up by 
your green shoelace 

But a few weeks has passed 
I found yourself in my bed again 
and Thor's Sparks flew once more

So I fell in love 
but I fell so hard 
I found myself in Hel's hall

Ragnarok was upon me
Fenrir was fighting Odin
Jormugndr was eating Thor

I had to stop it
I had to be reborn out of Yggdrasil 
And so I was murdered 
by your 
green shoelace

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Grindr

Alleen laat in nag 
Wandel ek deur
n massa vol
Gesigte sonder verstand 

Eensaam vroeg die oggend 
Drentel ek deur
n kolonie vol
Borskaste sonder harte

Alleen middel middag 
Swem ek deur 
n see vol
Bene sonder ankers

Eensaam in die dag
Vlieg ek deur
n hemel vol
Liggame sonder siele

Alleen in die skemer 
Scroll ek deur
n foon vol
Mense sonder konneksies

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The Pisces

The Dreamer the fantasizer the Old Soul the caring the loving the sweet the innocent the beautiful soul

The one that cares too much the one who gives too much but always neglects himself 

The poet the artist the writer the dancer The Storyteller the actor the drawer the painter the singer the musician 

The emotional crying broken Pisces

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Legacy

Life is short and I want to have a legacy I don't want regrets in my life I don't want to spend it in a gym wasting my time on push-ups and sit-ups getting that Illusion of a perfect body to please others well I know that is just gonna fade and get old and ugly anyway and is going to turn to dust when I die i dont want to have meaningless sex I want passionate loving sex with someone special for the rest of my life don't want to Mark myself with tattoos don't want to be bound to my past all my tattoos i want to be free not in Chains by tattoos or having a crummy 9 to 5 job while I can live travel and be extraordinary and fill it with great food even greater music and  amazing art crazy fabulous amazing loving caring people and love just living the journey enjoying the ride taking it one terrifying horror exciting burst of an explosion at a time I want to die knowing I regret nothing I lift a carefree free-spirited happy life and that I woke up everyday smell the roses and felt the wind in my face most important that have always stayed unique and never followed the mainstream that I loved and cared and gave and that I have a legacy

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Eensame Bloed

Daar is min soos eensaamheid
Maar hier is ek nou
In n donker put
Die diepste put
Wat ek self met my
Eie bloedige hande gegrawe het

Die rooi bloed wat my hande vlek
Is my eie
Die trane wat oor my wage rol
Is my eie
Die houtpaal deur my hart
Is my eie

Eensaam 
Verlore
Hulpeloos
Sielloos 

Le ek in my put en vergaan
My siel is besig om te vlok in die wind
My hart veras in n see van self haat

So verdrunk ek in my eie bloed van 
Eensaamheid

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All Alone

Help me! Help me!
I have more friends 
than I ever had in my life
but yet I feel more alone

Everone feels like my enemy 
They hate me
Everyday more and more
Though they are my friends

Why must I be cursed 
Cursed to be alone 
Forever untill that day I die

All alone 
Nothing but alone
The darkness surrounds me

And i am eaten alive
By my own loneliness

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Pandora Come Home

Hope...
Hope, left me
It is gone
Where did it go?

Pandora...
You lied to me
Hope will always be here
Well, what if hope is gone?

Please...
I want hope
Open the box
Can you put hope back?

Hope...
The box will open
And hope shall
Return home

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Song No One Could Hear

back in a bar
I sit alone
But a man is talking to me
He doesn't know I've gone home 

my left hand is talking while my right is holding a beer

Lala lala lala we all sing a song that no one can hear

Across the room my friend is flirting with a waitress
He holds up his hand and send a toast to my way

We share a drink called love
But I'm the only one drinking here

Lala lala lala we sing a song that no one can hear

Cold in the hallway 
With jam in my jar
And bread in my hand
I make my way home to be lonely once more

Lala lala lala la la la la la
Bang Bang
I sang a song that no one could hear