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Purples

Purples

What do you find when looking for heart lost Terror grabs you and drags you screaming through the night When looking down at the edge of the abyss And all you see reflected back is helplessness This voice that insistently keeps calling you back

THERE AINT NO SCO NO MO

THERE AIN'T NO SCO NO MO

I LIKE TO DANCE HORIZONTALLY

YO J THIS AINT A J POEM

YO J! THIS AIN'T A "J" POEM

since i'm only 2178 this isn't isn't half the poem whomever the number one poet is...imagine the aura that must surround him

a memory of death

a memory of death

a life of neglect turns from the inside out, a statement of regret suffers from the outside looking in, am i looking for a purpose to not find death, is it still within is there something to let it begin, im not here for your abuse, do you think that

entitlement

entitlement

. inside the heart starts to die outside the fire starts to burn living with regret never trusting faces never seeing people untrustworthy uncapable dealing stealing mayhem disorder chaos lost faith fighting to disrupt trying to kill the corrupt sne

PYSICALLY aged BUT spirtualLY YOUTHful

PYSICALLY aged BUT spirtualLY YOUTHful

i was listening to some JAZZ, E....VEN THOUGH MY FRIENDS DON'T DIG IT

CAVIAT EMPTY

CAVIAT EMPTY

SHOOTING DOPE WAS DYNAMITE....SCORING IT BACK IN '65 WAS THE PROBLEM FOR A YOUNG WHITE BOY

I WILL not I CANNOT

I WILL not I CANNOT

POOR LITTLE INNOCENT KIDS, AND THEY SMILE MORE OFTEN THAN DO I

the crafty disciplezen story

the crafty disciple(zen story)

give me the answer,poet my good crafty friend...

A MAN MADE A MAD MASTER

A MAN MADE A MAD MASTER

i don't have the energy anymore to click my heels so i weep for the innocents dead instead

all TOO soon Ill forget YOUR NAME

all TOO soon I'll forget YOUR NAME

because i don't know what happened to her maybe some of you do but last i heard is we were working sort of together and it was working out...sister and brother...now i'm an only child again

feet FIRST deAD FREd

feet FIRST deAD FREd

because half my life is urban legend, the other half a lie

Chaos

Chaos

Thats all I have to say about that...

untitled as of yet

untitled as of yet

In the darkest light Near the edge of sanity My visions sight Senses no vanity Its all a blurr An empty pit An echo a stir A rage a fit Black as coal Empty it seems I tug and i pull Yet no light beams Red rages on Silence sets in Where

an uNKIND KIND OF KINDLING

an uNKIND KIND OF KINDLING

REMEMBER THE HOKEY-POKEY....WASN' THAT YOU PUT YOUR RIGHT FOOT IN THEN YOU PUT YOUR FOOT IN YOUR MOUTH

R e T u R n TO tender

R e T u R n TO tender

RETURN TO TENDER I wrote my lover a letter saying I wish you were here I’m as lonely as a dove whose mate just died In that letter I made my need for her amply clear And I would let her know when all my tears finally have dried Being alone l

I THOUGHT I HEARD THE word THIRD

I THOUGHT I HEARD THE word THIRD

I DON'T KNOW WHERE SHE WENT, SHE JUST UP AND DISAPPEARED

born BLIND to THE uni CURSE

born BLIND to THE uni-CURSE

number 1

D N R EVER EVEN IF YOU THINK I CAN LIVE please

D.N.R. EVER EVEN IF YOU THINK I CAN LIVE please!

I NEED HER LIKE A WALTZ NEEDS MUSIC, PAINT FOR A PORTRAIT AND A CLOWN NEEDS MAKE-UP I PROMISED MY SON NOT AGAIN, BUT THIS ONE WOULD BE ONLY THREE YEARS OLDER THAN HIM....HE, HIS WIFE AND MY WHOMEVER COULD ALL LISTEN TO "SLIGHTLY STOOPID" WHILE I LISEN TO SAMMY DAVIS JR. PARTICULARLY "MR. BOJANGLES

the haiku nightzen story

the haiku night(zen story)

in state of haka meditation..

stop exchangesbelgian haiku

stop exchanges(belgian haiku)

a bloody sleepless night...

DOES N E 1 HAVE THAT STUPH FOR DRY EYES

DOES N E 1 HAVE THAT STUPH FOR DRY EYES?

SO ANYWAY, THIS MIDGET WALKS INTOA BAR WITH A PRIEST AND A NUN...WELL AFTER I WHILE THE NUN.....AH, NEVER MIND, YOU PROBABLY DON'T CARE

youtube LET THEM BE LITTLE by anyone

youtube "LET THEM BE LITTLE" by anyone

i told her to tint those windows!

this is un important compared TO GROWING DAISIES

this is un-important compared TO GROWING DAISIES

NOW I CAN WATCH SAMMY DAVIS JR. DO "MR. BO JANGLES" AND MAKE ME CURSE THE CONCEPT OF DEATH

Whats in a Name

What's in a Name

Rising high on eagles wings Sounds of silence sighing Listen hear the angels singing Across the sky they're flying Birds of prey swooping down For their quarry to capture Heavenly choir sings songs Teaching, preaching rapture Like the qua

Hiding in the Cupboard

Hiding in the Cupboard

Hiding in the cupboard He saw it all He saw the knife flashing He saw the blood flowing He saw the body hit the floor He saw the killer's face And in his mind these thoughts run around Too much for a child to bear One that watched his mother

I DO NOT SEE THIS UNDER VIEW MY POEMS

I DO NOT SEE THIS UNDER "VIEW MY POEMS"

I HOPE THAT ANGEL USES SOMETHING FOR THE DISH DETERGENT THAT WILL MAKE HER HANDS FEEL ANGELICALLY SOFT..OH WAIT..THEY ALREADY ARE

terrors sea

terrors sea

i have written lots of poetry words of wisdom etc etc etc but this one alot of people like and so do i enjoy!

Morbid thoughts Why

Morbid thoughts ... Why?

We are but an awaiting shore to be washed out by the stormy sea, An insignificant human that’s what we be! An insect, a bug that crawls or flies, Who only lingers on earth and then surely dies! A flickering star that was born up in the sky,

THE EMPTY GARDEN

THE EMPTY GARDEN

a very dark poem,inspired by this dark rainy day....and my thoughts about how my life has turned out up to this point....dark thoughts can be written on paper..its scary isnt it.

breakfast AINT eggs BENEDICT THATS FOR SURE

breakfast AIN'T eggs BENEDICT THAT'S FOR SURE

THEY SERVED CALVES LIVER AT LEAST TWO TIMES A WEEK AND IT WAS RIGHT NEAR WHERE TIMOTHY LEARY WAS STAYING FOR THE SUMMER UP-STATE N.Y.

read it and see the title it doesnt fit

read it and see the title it doesn't fit

what do you call a thousand lawyers chained at the bottom of the ocean? A GOOD START

just ABE solomon AND you

just ABE solomon AND you

well, i always do things only half correct so i'll probably die of semi-colon cancer

The road to

The road to..........

choices and a deserted road.. I compared in my mind..

MeEt tHe stReEt

MeEt tHe stReEt

it's tough living on the street when you're 18 and stealing slim jims jim's for dinner and a peach for breakfast. Lunch was indeterminate

Forgotten Bones

Forgotten Bones

i wrote this poem when I was dealing with some nasty memories from my past.

sHadoWS Of shAMe

sHadoWS Of shAMe

it brngs back mories of being nineteen sitting in The Walorf Astoria looking for the perfect mark. and i did!

Walk on the Black Side

Walk on the Black Side

Sun has sunk below horizon And darkness creeps on in Arctic winds blow through soul And shatters all hope within Vultures peck at sightless sockets Deep to reach the brain therein Carrion eaters gather round To tear the flesh from bones W

Voodoo Martin Laveau

Voodoo (Martin Laveau)

Sounds of drums, people chanting Who is this interrupting my sleep I don't want to wake up, let me be Yet the voice insists that wake I must Slowly I stir, move my fingers Stretch my arms and legs Brush the dirt from round my eyes And take a

Voodoo Martin Laveau Prologue

Voodoo (Martin Laveau - Prologue)

In my life I was Lord and Master Of all I chose on this my land Singled out women as I pleased Had them begging on their knees Had slaves work my plantation Nothing more than human cattle Used the whip for insubordination Some of them I whip

Sounds of Despair

Sounds of Despair

A walk down the black side. No I am not feeling like that, thank you. Actually I am very happy and in a great relationship.

World Irony

World Irony

It's against the law to love~

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