Finger on the trigger
Two countries at war A mine field of bombs Who will be the first to trigger the bomb Nuclear goes globel Radiation spread The atomic radiation Desolation Caused The war between mad men That caused the nucler war Armagedon is the na
Parallels
Unholy beings haunt this morbid temple... Possession of the invisible. Masters of nothing perfecting their craft..... In the dark marble labyrinths. Rejection of time, Absence of will, Incisions revealed, Presence denied, Parallel planes,
The End
It happens sometimes...
Worry Be Unhappy
Bobby McFerrin had a number one hit with Don't Worry Be Happy, which has no instruments.
In the dark
Lately I've been writing about everything. Also recording. I walk 8 miles a day reciting poems and lyrics for my song. Just another observation in the night.
Why.
Ok, so more of an essay, with a poetry feel to it. I've been thinking a lot about relationships, and the superficial and everywhere I look it's pretty people together. In singles ads, it's men looking for skinny girls, or blonde girls, or a girl on her back 24/7.(Not that I'm complaining, I'm a Nympho) but still..there's more to life. And we women who don't fit into a Barbie doll mold are pissed. Well, I am! I'm sick and tired of knowing that men won't love me because I don't fit the mold. Not because they've never met me. I wouldn't say this essay/poem is about anger, it's about being lonely and hurt. Can't I be loved too, for not being perfectly plastic?
Lost Things
(In a future where art and literature are not only banned, but destroyed… Written for The Vita BioGen Legacy: Gods)
I sang a song
I like to sing, Mostly in the shower...
In Dark Of the Night
Whats comes to my mind at night,
"DEMONESS" 9/17/2014
This is also on the album "SOWING THE SEEDS OF TORMENT" I really dont know what to say about this one...:(
Seeking
Just this days emotions.
The Traveller
Backwards and forwards through time he travels Each day much like the other He continues to seek but does not discover This burden is so hard to bear Now and then he passes another Also on a quest like his Eyes haunted and face so hagga
Fear the Night!
Fear the Night! In The darkness of the night The howling wolves did roar A witch was seen in Moon lit beams On a broomstick she did soar From mother earth to way up high It was the night of nights of Gremlins Filled with all sort
erupt
this is a song i wrote, hardcore music so not the happiest lyrics... i'll try to add a variety of my work, so you can see the fulll scope.
The Succubus
Originally published as: "The Succubus (She Devil)"
We Wear the Mask BY PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR
We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,— This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over-wise, In counting al
November’s Rain
A poem reflective of the season and the approaching winter snows, moody and muddy is November in the Appalachian mountains.
Pearl Necklace
Slowly life leaves her Not willingly Fighting For every breath As she drops to the ground The strand breaks And the pearls cascade Around her dead body
Death Dealer
unfinised song lol
A Sailor's Nightmare
A little insomnia last night....(laughs)
Enemy
My struggle with emotions awhile back.
lost in my mind where darkness hides
Theres a boneyard to time locked in the back of my mind a place hopes and dreams of youthful thoughts wonder so lost a gloomy place that shades of black are woven so tight no light will ever shine i sit on my rock looking around
Bells of Kilmigrol
Blackpool (Lancashire) - Legend has it on stormy nights, a town lost off the coast of Blackpool many years ago, the bells can be heard ringing on stormy nights. Fastinating stuff because this part of England is my family's ancestrial home. :))
Death's Bell Chime
We know not where and when
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Thought I would borrow a different style
WHAT IF I CONNECTED ALL OF THE POEMS TOGETHER~~
Well have we connected our writes together yet if not add one now as I lay this one in poet corner to connect to share to connect is okay..that is what we do in a write of our own deep thoughts to connect together......
worries
stress and if only to have someone to share it with ..things might not seem so bad.. everyone that tells anyone all is going to be alright, likes to be told that too.. simple as but if not' eh, such is life.
MyCellf
an older one I thought I would bring to surface again
PREDATOR
A brief visit to the dark side....lol....xxx
The Lost Boy's Club
I was told that this club exists in a dingy back street in a capital city near you. You will find it if you seek hard enough. When you find it let me know as I am still looking for it.
Within it all
I wrote this poem not that long ago, it probably isn't my best poem I have written. But it has been a while since I have written one. So I hope you all like it.
Kathy Lee Gifford
Saw a documentary called The Corporation. The story is dated, the movie came out around 2005. It had clips from one of my heros, Michael Moore's TV Nation. He went to Phillip Morris and had people who had lost their voiceboxes to cancer from smoking cigarettes sing christmas carols.
Night Terror
I am out there ... are you next on my menu ... beware ... it might be you I am coming for
tired girl
you see what you want to see, never look past to just me. In a world of half truths you judge but have no proof. here I stand with no shame a powered girl who wants no fame. The lonely path of a broken world, head held high but a shattered g
Through Yonder Darkly Wanders
I thought that I would try a different way of writing to how I normally write ... this is not based on any reality and is purely fiction.
The Unholy one and God
The Lord of Flies, The Unholy one!!! King of this world, Commander of 1/3 of heaven's army, The morning star, Fallen ArchAngel!!! Beauty unmatch in god's creation, The greatest composer ever! SOLOMON no match to his wisdom and knowledge! Bi
Scarred
Just a thought away from suicide I have one foot in the grave And though I yearn to live my life I'll never recover from my mistakes God may forgive me for my sins But I can't take that chance Because I've done too much, thus far And my mind's
Eternity.
I was challenged to write something that would plant an image. I tried my best and here it is.
The Shadow You Are
Wednesday, 18 March 18 2009 - A dark poem motivated by all those people who look at me and see something that they don't like about themselves.
The Unmarked #10
This was just going to be a poem about an open envelope about an hour ago, now it grew fangs. heh
the haiku night(zen story)
in state of haka meditation..
its the,,
new poem