Girl Falling from Grace
I see you girl - in the corner of this pub I see the sorrow in your downcast eyes, I see you nod your head - as now a drug - Holds you close with its deceit and bitter lies. The air around you cloyed - as in a fug - The glasses on your table st
Tempest's Gurl
I wrote this base on someone She is very deadly looking Especially her eyes ... Well nothing to be attracted about Unless you are a moth ...
Escape
I am the eagle as he flies, See through his eyes as if they were mine, My vision increases a thousand times, I glide for what seems like hours, Wild with primal power, I dive to devour a rabbit, Heard it squeal as dove to grab it, The claws pi
Emptiness.....
Covered in scarred bruises my mind trying to be happy.. I'm losing sleep And I assure myself everything is ok! so dark...cold... something there is missing And nothing seems to fit... No arms do I need but your arms And you are not there!
Demons Among Us
Parody of Angels Among Us by Alabama. Reminds me of quite a few people I have encountered in my life.
Life
Half full glass tumbled, emptied covering all light Shadows blending into darkness till all gone Defeats smell, putrid stench covering fight Bleak is a world that has lost hope Where good has succombed to evil Closing eyes and mind to
The Dance
Bonus points for those that can work out tbe meaning
View From The Top
Sitting on the mountain looking down The world spread out before me Madly running all around Like ants here and there they scurry Do they even know what they do Or what urges drive them onwards These acts they do so crazy are No rhyme or rea
To Live Again
So there he walks amongst the dead No living soul in sight With evil intent in heavy heart He forges ever onwards Over hill and dale and through forest dark Towards city lights so bright There he’ll find the living ones To feed upon at night
The Mind
words that come from mind the good and bad from mind advise different elements from mind
Into the fire
It's dark in here
Thinking of you
Gives me a headache just thinking about it...
My Lilith
Carla..In a dark mood tonight..Thank you for reading my humble verse...
every time i think of you!
i could be the one that makes you feel you're off your feet may just be falling asleep if i only had that feeling every morning an then before i go to sleep. then our lips meet. sweet dreams see you in the morning!
Falluja Remembered.
Doubtless I shall court disapproval such lines that focus upon Political rhetoric, founded on the propaganda of manipulated untruths, ignoring international convention and the voice of the people. It is a sad fact that both the UK and the USA are the most disliked nations on this planet of ours, I wonder why?
Foreign Soil
I was listening to a song the other day and this came out of it http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Urtiyp-G6jY&feature=kp
Untitled
Haven't posted any poems in a while and thought I would share one. Hope all here are doing well. :)
Challenge Halloween
write a scary poem on Halloween title it Halloween for fun only no judging come on poets lets go wild with this scene I await with great expectations your work Good luck and have fun doing some bonding as you read and get to know each other Le
Wild Spirits
Freaked out lately with bad dreams and dark thoughts of death...crazy time of year or something. So just letting sometimes wild spirits out for a little frolicking and fun, I don't know?? Poetic freedom like free speech rules!
Insignificant - inspired by "Bottom Line"
I came across "looknshare's poem titled Bottom-line" and somehow inspired me to put these lines together... an acknowledgement... I realize sometimes it pays to listen or at least acknowledge love one's efforts to reach out before it's too late...
Victory
This was maybe the 2nd or 3rd poem I have ever written. I didn't change anything so forgive me for any grammar or spelling errors.
Crossroads
An arrow points in directions unknown Perhaps I'm following the seeds I've sown The high road or the low road is a mysterious path ..who can tell Tis a choice my friend between heaven or hell..
Faces Of Emptiness
The initial title I gave this piece was "Soulessness" which refers to a lack of sensitivity or the capacity for deep feeling. It focuses on deep emptiness which stifles the soul. This may be the outcome of factors other than loneliness. I am re-titling it "Faces of Emptiness".
The End
Hi save my last word The end I see I wave goodbye Lost am I Drained of thought Pondering what to write Lost poems of thought My creative mind Gone lost the words to say Where to find my lost words to say Where do they hide I
Where can I run
Written today march 31st 2013
emotions
my chest is burning like a volcano the pain melting my heart torn between love and hate love that still prevails this crash in my life left an awful scar in words that have wisdom earth,moon and stars you are amongst them mars is my planet
Dark Poetry
It is okay to have some darkness in your life.
To believe or not to believe,that's the question
Is this poetry I just read, No just a dubious fallacy, Insidious is only a claim, To a marvelous unknown outside! Knowing does not equate understanding, What do I know about knowledge? Even scientists do stupid things, How much more for a c
--Imperfection--
This is 1 of the first songs I ever wrote with a band called LameXname, which my brother and I formed. This song is still performed today only under the band name Age Of Reason Is Now!
Skins
The skin fits so perfect, exactly my size Still warm and moist and so supple Slowly I pull it on, first the legs Ever so carefully so as not to damage it Up over
Why did you do what you did to me when I was a kid
Poem is self-explanatory I think but it’s a subject that is always hidden and thus allowed to continue :-(
3 AM
loneliness is a sickness of the soul sometimes...
Undead
Zombies rule...
The Jury (Part 2)
They had prayed for a change to all their gods Side by side they waited good holding bad Not knowing which God would answer their cries Not treasuring what they already had A contradiction of one another They had called back an abomination A po
listen
Shut up and listen for a change Do not judge me When I am quiet no one ever planned anything with noise Heaven in you Broke every rule even the golden one, bringing out the dark secret Like a cuckoo Poisoned the nest Getting
The Tide Of Life
Poetic Prose
Whose is the real monster?
i got tis inspired poem from MrLeo617 while reading his poems if i was the lover betrayed wit a Magnum gun in my hand would i pull the trigger or would i walk away. . . . On matter how bad it seems or what hands fate plays you No one has the right to play God or Death!
The Puppet Master
Dance, my little pretty, dance. As I pull the strings she rises off the floor. Gracefully I dance her across the stage. How pretty she looks dressed in black. Short high
Dream Walker
The darkness and uncertainty of life during this pandemic is very unnerving.
Last Dance
Rather mindless fascination and inspiration gotten looking out my kitchen window as old leaves and grass and flower head were whipped up into the air by the wind swirling around the corner of the back porch.
The End Times
The "damage done" by idiots.....
Trapped
The poem is about being stuck in transit and not being allowed to move on. Life paints an illusion that everything is happy and easy and free flowing But is it? Is our lives planned for us? Can we change our journey? Is anyone else trapped? My life for nearly 3 years has been trapped Never gone this long before without breakthrough Coming out of this. Been there before but never this long. Trying to break cycle Not forcefully. Any spiritual readers here? That can read karma? Tell me? Online sometimes broke my cycle if trapped This time nothing's moving this force that has me trapped Help help I Yelp yelp