The Raging Storm!
Hopefully all storms will depart and life can go on!
The Dark Prince
Here I lay awoken from my slumber, at rest for a century or more, exiled from my home, banished from my throne, I feel you’re your heartbeat, the sound of your running footsteps because you sense I am near, I can sense your fear and smell your flesh,
crying
On the wall the picture hangs The gentile figure Standing Or sitting there projected painted figure Orchatrated pose Minimal The picture is central placed The solo Pose the crying kid He or she free from neglect Or torment In flic
Pompous Date
Sunshine so bright, flowers so colourful, your eyes like dynamite walking hand in hand knowing well that you could be my cyanide. But still I enjoy the supsense of not knowing how you will love me as I told you that I have been hurt so many times
Last Few Seconds
Can you imagine the deafening chanting As the tears evaporate at the rising of the sun Your obsession to orchestrate scatters in the wind And like a caged animal battles with insanity Sitting there melancholic, sober and thirsty Empty ladle in h
Unleashed
Here I go again Sophie
Fort of Foreigners
Sadly, sometimes the brutal truth can kill the one who was meant to be.
I'm Not Unstable
I can hear the walls whispering to me Day and night, no peace do they give They tell me that you don’t really care That you are just playing me for the fool I know THEY are watching the house I cannot catch them, they constantly change The yo
The Hammer Of God
He’s a liar, a thief and a fornicator To me he is the scum of the earth Doesn’t matter if it is male or female To him they’re the same, makes no distinction I can hear the blood in my ears pounding The rage burns, it is consuming me Voice kee
The Phantom
Ive been robbed :)
Jumping in Puddles
Groovy gum boots Inspiring words all here! On this CS forest corner.
The quest
Life is like some epic journey...ya know?
untitled
lost love, past love, forgotten love. Things to quench the fire of despair, the ugly and dark part of human emotions.
Path.
I take one step. One back, one forth, but I can't seem to move my feet. Stuck to the earth, can't breathe. The wind it moves, it shakes, it pushes on. I can either push it back or let it carry me away. Somewhere my head it lies, it cries, it feels al
Weeping Oak
He flicked his coat tails and rested upon the entrails What was in is now without as hooded eyes lowered towards his book as each paper so blew within his hand knowing not where they may land The falling tears the grief beyond Yet
Dark and lost
Torn up inside,what happened to my pride,im dead inside. Everyday is never ending,my heart is broken and needs some mending. Strengh i used to pride myself on,what do I do now that its all gone. There was a time when no one could tempt me
Ma Vie
I said it would be different prosperity was mine, but mine was just a hopeless wish an idea with no time. It ebbed and flowed with fierce desire, too late I call myself a liar. I tried but what was meant was naught; a goal I thought tha
Miloas
What fiend attacks me now? I'm not sure why or how. It's ice and then it's fire. Will I reach my one desire? My moods are like the shadows that come and go at will, rising even higher and falling deeper still. In solitude, I wr
Soul Survival
December 2012 was the start of a very rough path, but I am still standing.
Children killed him
Children are being killed exclusively on television and the world is not moving
Counting
Reflections of a changing world since the dawn of 2020
The Sex Trade!
1. TO ALL PARENTS AND LEGAL GUARDIANS THAT LOVE THEIR DAUGHTERS: MOM AND DAD PLEASE DO WHAT YOU CAN TO PUT MONEY AWAY FOR YOUR DAUGHTERS SELF DEFENSE TRAINING FUND. 2. THOSE MOMS AND DADS THAT LOVE THEIR DAUGHTERS, IT IS TOO EASY FOR TEENAGE GIRLS TO SQUANDER MONEY, YOU PARENTS HAVE TO HOLD ON TO THAT MONEY, GO DOWN YOURSELFVES AND PHYSICALLY SIGN HER UP AND PAY FOR THOSE COURSES OF SELF-DEFENSE. 3. TO ALL THE BROTHERS OF SISTERS THAT LOVE YOUR SISTERS JUST LIKE MOM AND DAD DO, MR. BROTHER IF YOU REALLY LOVE YOUR SISTER AND YOU KNOW MOM AND DAD DON'T HAVE THE EXTRA-MONEY TO PUT YOUR SISTER THROUGH SELF-DEFENSE COURSES, YOU PAY HER WAY. DON'T YOU WANT TO SEE YOUR SISTER 30 OR 40 YEARS FROM NOW? YOU MAY NOT KNOW THIS THERE A PERCENTAGE OF TEENAGE GIRLS AND GROWN-UP WOMEN THAT DO DIE FROM THIS SEX-TRADE, SAD BUT TRUE. THESE SELF-DEFENSE COURSES ARE LIFE SAVING. THE GOSPEL SAVES THE SOUL MARTIAL ARTS SAVES THE BODY. I WAS RAISED IN A FOSTER HOME IN MY TEEN YEARS IN LAW ENFORCEMENT. I HATE THE PROOF OF EVIDENCE THAT THING CALLED THE SEX-TRADE DOES EXIST, I WISH IT DIDN'T EXIST AT ALL! BUT THE SAD GRAPHIC TRUTH ABOUT THIS IT DOES EXIST AN IN REALITY YOU MUST ACT QUICK TO SAFE YOUR SISTERS YOU BROTHERS. I'VE HAD AND HAD KEPT AN THIS OLD-SAYING FOR YEARS. "LITTLE LOVE FOR YOUR SISTER LITTLE YOU WILL DO." "A LOT OF LOVE FOR YOUR SISTER A LOT YOU WILL DO FOR YOUR SISTER." IF YOU BROTHERS THAT LOVE YOUR SISTERS AND YOU MOM AND DAD AND THE REST OF YOUR FAMILY TREE DOESN'T HAVE THE EXTRA-MONEY TO PUT YOUR SISTER THROUGH SELF-DEFENSE COURSES. IF YOU WANT TO SEE YOUR SISTER 30 TO 40 OR 60 YEARS FROM NOW YOU HAD BETTER DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. THERE ALSO IS A PERCENT NUMBER OF FEMALES MISSING IN ACTION IN THE UNITED STATES (MIA) THEY ARE IN COUNTRIES AGAINST THEIR FREE WILL, AND THIS IS A GRAVE INJUSTICE DONE TO FEMALES.
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So we walk in different fields, don't know how it feels, for me to be you, or you to be me, we just cant see, and our blindness creates that void, was it you? or me that lied?, human things, problem brings, spirits show, high and low, our insanity,
Who? What?
So will I write a poem with no reflection, nothing that will give any direction? The wind blows loud and shrill outside, the doors they creak, the windows rattle about to break, but yet I feel serene, I dont care about life or where I've been, I'
Stone Wall
Posted: May 2016 About this poem: Spring in the New England woods
A Vespidial Knight Speaking to Yah
"One by one dear father I shall reign thine wrath upon them and by thine own steed I shall forcefully alight within them the burning embers of your fury. I will storm every mental stronghold they hath risen and knock it down to the astral ruins of de
Black Night
(wrote this at a dark period in my life in my early 20s)
Ten Cats
Ten cats went for deer hunting The mercedes cat fell into the abyss And then there were nine Nine cats were sleeping on the couch A heavy chandelier dropped on the cossackcat And then there were eight Eight cats were on the hill having a p
Faded Angel
Lying on the grass in Newtown Cemetary To see the setting Sun in his hot ire Drown in a riot of colour - soon sparkling sky - As Titan sinks now in a sea of fire. Bright trace remains- although the day must die - The sinking sun to night almost
Violet Flames
Remember when...
The Black Mermaid
Writing about a familiar outcropping of rocks that sometimes take shape and form in the crevices of our mind like passing clouds and give us all a sense of place in time.
Truthfully life with no vision!
To learn, to know, to be, to grow, and all the could be’s, and All the should be’s lost in ignorance, a waste of space and a Waste of time, a waste of life no reason no rhyme, At sixteen, just a teen, at twenty one, more to be seen, At thirty o
Privacy
Looking for a private moment in a world that is obviously out of control with tracking you!
Drugs
I find reasons to stay out of the drug problem, thou I have indulged in pop and junk food, which is probably one of the biggest contributors to our lowering of life expectancy in this country.
Enter the light i
I dreamed of light A up hill tunnel so bright Shines from heaven above Voices heard from distant past Familiar sounds Voices long gone They sound familiar could be my mum Long time gone taken in her prime We dare not make a sound you lis
Can it be 2022
Can it be 2022 Sirens sound People hide in hollows Deep Destruction heard Tanks roll by in captive cities War declared stay doors People hear bombs destruction seen people hide people flee People dead Can it be 2022 Will it lead to
Pandemic
Streets silent Lockdown begins We hide from the unseen for the silent killer lurks On winds of breath carried blown in the wind can't be seen can't be heard you are there unseen life turned upside we hide inside alone in solitude in bu
Spectre of the night
You feel a breath a icy chill Cold to touch You stand and stir on edge Was something Thier From corners eye you spy This thing a person stands and stirs Icy breath that chills your bones You stand and watch for no person there they see y
Breakout
A parody song of Breakout by Swing Out Sister about the corovirus. We have ten people at work who have been infected in the last two weeks.
Talking Tina
I was watching the Twilight Zone episode The Living Doll.
"Letter from a wolf"
Your depravity, the raging bull that didn’t spare the tip of its horns. You’re a rose with too many blood thirsty thorns. On your chess board, I’m just another sacrificial pawn. You won’t miss me when I’m gone. So pierce your daggers, carve your
Friends
I'm looking for someone to meet up and hang out by me