Oh My God!
spooky my bones shiver
Sail.
For some reason my life is like the weather. Both predictable and not at times. But I know I'm not the only one in the world whose life plays out like texas hold em so its for anyone who feels the same or just appreciates poetry.
what are you really looking for?
sometimes I really don't understand. . . you like me or not and why not? simple? much easier to make enemies than find love
Strength within
I was not asking for an heart ripping battle - yet you declared war! You thought that with each knock and a louder roar you aimed at me That you scared me and had me falling to the floor BUT Instead you made me stronger than ever before
Dark days
Just what's coming out right now...
The Night Of The Witch
A really dark poem about Halloween. written: 25th May 2013
monster sleep
let the monster sleep release the cracken the monster from down deep a parting of the waves destroying all emotions with a rage an almighty roar parting of our ways one look from you stone cold a warm heart killing me without thought the cr
Death My Old Friend
Death my old friend, let me lay down with you. Come around me wrap your arms, to sleep gently soothe me. My life’s been long, I’ve lived it well, no regrets to speak of. I’ve laughed, I’ve cried, there were times my heart was broken. But not one,
I'm afraid today
With Halloween approaching, thought I'd share some things that I'm afraid of, there's plenty more, that's for sure!
Clefts In The Rock
A deliberate use of metaphor to protest against the emptiness of violent death......and the complete lack of faith, hope, charity, and love sometimes found in my fellow man in this sometimes desolate world as one would imagine if one could gaze across a barren winter battlefield.
Alone...
A dark existential moment...Alone...
Broken People With Smiling Faces
Broken people with smiling faces Cracked sidewalks, crumbling buildings Desolate winds howling through barren wastelands Searing hot, this blood red sun baking All that is beneath it’s rays And I, my fingers tearing the flesh from my face How
Immortal Beloved
If you die single, my ashes will go and visit you...
Jeffrey Dahmer
Very few people are proud of their crimes and Jeffrey was trying to put on that he was sorry for his crimes. I just thought it would be fun to have him be unrepentant and real evil like Manson and give no real apology for his crimes. Another aspect of his trial was that he ate black people because he hated them and was a racist. I have to disagree with that. You don't let people in your home you hate. In Milwaukee they were simply available, that's all.
Demonic sleeping beauty
this lady when asleep is the most humane and loving to her husband who is also a showpiece to the world, but she is more than an unfaithful wife, she is a Daywalker(half human/vampire) and a priestess to her God with blood and manhood sacrifices. .. . and now you know. . . .
Into the abyss
Moody...
you can try
in darkness i find light,inspired by my own personal life.
Warriors journal
Maybe a past life...
Valley Of Sorrow
Unprecedented paroxysym, undiminished pyramids.... Palisades engulfed in complete despondency.... Encompassing totality, exhaustive transparency..... Storms of rain... Ingrained in pain... Thoughtless provocations... Without remorse... Metic
Smile
I think of you and smile wide, But every smile is only a lie, To hide the hurt I feel inside, Sleepless nights and tired eyes, I think about you all the time, I think of you and only cry, I think of you and want to die, I thought of you and wr
Nowhere Man
He's the nowhere man He got empty hands, He's the nowhere man He got no real plans. He don't know how to live He knows nothing of dreams, He got nothing to give No real offerings, He is one who tempts Fate all his days, But he never wo
DARKNESS IN ME
THERE'S A DEEP SPIRITUAL SIDE TO ME, IT ATTRACTS TO DARK THINGS, HAS A LOVE AFFAIR.... DANCES FREELY AND INTIMATELY, ONE IN ONE
UPON LOVES ALTAR
Death of heart
The Voices
Those that have been cut down by murder most foul cry out not for vengeance but justice
Dark time
Dark time Its getting cold at night , No more stars in the sky, I'm getting old tonight, Dark time at our doorstep. Sun getting feisty and bright, Love can be bought online, Nowadays we live to fight, Our world is filling up with lies.
Cardboard Nation and sleeping bag homes
A homeless person was urinated on in Dublin two weeks ago it got four line in one our news papers. I just thought this was an act of vile from human to another
Virtual Love
Don't mean to be overly morbid; this is just the flip side of our world today.
Disengage
I whispered into the emptiness afraid of what I'm might hear But even more afraid that there would be nothing there My shadow casted fear and gave a reason for my pain
Throw the book
Started with the concept and let it flow...
Seek
This is a short poem of a heart hoping even in fear.It is incomplete,words pouring out of me in a few seconds. Commanding me to bring these feelings to life and I did because words too need to breathe.
You mask it all too well
Just remembering of what could have been.
SO HORRIBLY UNKIND
Life ain't right sometimes. In spite of our attempts to cope we can't seem to iron out all the wrinkles. We seem paused (stuck!) in a terrible place where our dreams appear gone forever and all we focus on is our problems, past, present, and future.
Through The Mirror
Through the mirror I did stride And met my evil self There he was on the other side As bold as you could please What brings you here He spoke, a snarl upon his face Go, leave, or I'll turn you Into another one like me Face to face I stood wit
Black Canyon
Just a reminder of where the brain can wander if we don't keep a positive attitude and it was time for something a bit dark!!
despair
love the one your with and when you look for love dont look to be ones everything because saddly, too quickly too easily you can become any of the two in my poem... either one, the one pulling the trigger or the one at the other end of the gun.
In My Grave
In my grave I lie alone Cold earth all around me All this time to contemplate Those deeds I've done so wrongly Fair maidens hearts that I had broke Used, abused then dumped them Some were scarred all their lives And others decided to end it
Syria
Rise and fight the power Dictator grand illusion of Rule How many more babies have to die World thinks your a fool Little beings scattered on the ground Tanks coming to grind and pound Blood running along the streets People starving as you e
The road to..........
choices and a deserted road.. I compared in my mind..
love again
a tear come fast a tear come now. a tear run deep a tear run down. a broken heart cant sleep. a soul fall down a soul show now. a love goes quick a love that couldn't stick. but oceans do rise oceans do have chance. people do love love again people d
"A Lost Sacrab"
Not so dark.... SS
Silent friends
I heard a voice and wrote this.....ha ha
Land of the dead
Song...