Deej's Lament
Deej’s Lament Where is it you would like to go, where shall I take you to play today? What toys should I bring along upon our quest for joy and pleasure? Do you have any plans upon this glorious day to distract us from our sorrow? Relieved I woul
I'M FINE THANK YOU
There is nothing the matter with me. I’m as healthy as I can be. I have arthritis in both my knees And when I talk, I talk with a wheeze. My pulse is weak, and my blood is thin But I’m awfully well for the shape I’m in. Arch supports I have f
so what i blogged it too
man there is really somewhere this is trying to go i think its character dialogue but im stuck -gaaaaaaaa!
another one
i spend my days walking through a haze and at night i have to fight to dream some happy dreams so noone hears my screams screams of fear screams of hate screams of you and of my fate
This World Of Madness
Surrounded by darkness and obscurity I grope the air to touch reality But instead of feeling the wanted security I'm forced to endure life's brutality The days and nights come and go Yet still I'm begging for this pain to cease But instead my
DREAM ON DREAM ON....
THE MOTION OF THE MOVEMENT THE MOVEMENT OF THE BEAT ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND ANGRY PEOPLE MARCH THE STREET SINGING OUT SLOGANS OF CORRUPTION AND DECEIT BY THE GOVERNMENT AND ITS LAWS AND THE GOVERMENTAL BULLY BOY WHORES.. LINING THEIR POCKESTS
Escape From Me
I hold my breath as this life starts to take its toll I hide behind a smile as this perfect plan unfolds I'm longing to be lost in you, away from this place I’ve made Roaming in a land where darkness and death simply cannot invade Crawling thr
Dreamscape
Slide into sleep with me and dream the nightmare waiting for my weary fingers weaving through his mane before the polished hoofs flash starlight the flaring nostrils puff with flames reflecting in the gleaming midnight eyes as I ride my will
universal ecstasy
I viewed gods and chariots over violent skies. and saw the wise lessons of my lords and power. with power comes great responsibility. and there are shadows left, where corruption could hide. but it's gone in this centre. here where the meditatio
give me your fear.
when lights have gone out, and you lay in bed with doubt. there's always a hidden nightmare. making your skin shiffer. wonder what you would do with your life. looking forward, but don't find the guts to continue. you're scrared, but you can't m
Friends??????????????
THE TRUTH
YOU DO
Line by line I set here, thinking of the next word. backspace, bacespace, that wasnt the one. what will they think, or am I just A LIE? why does it come so hard, this line that I want to write? who reads this crap anyway, you
Outta Control....
Just a writing that i free styled
Children Song
Poem of Nikolai Gumilev
modern love is automatic!!!
a song i wrote,after hearing one of my favorite bands of the 80s.lol.
none of the above
darkness the night is here. light never more. the face of black is in front of you. wich way? the head turn reveals nothing. one step could lose you. one step could you find light? the fright of the unknown consumes you. do yo
Time to see!
Who controls and who holds sway, who makes the rules and who leads the way, there's always a leader in every clan, who creates and directs every plan, and all would follow, the weak, the meek, be shown the way to what they seek, and they do bel
Some Questions!
Who am I?, who are you?, whats the truth whats really true?, do we know ourlselves?, are we goblins,,are we elves?,,, are we real? why do we feel?, why do we act the way we act?, is it life?,, just a matter of fact? confusion reigns, mind pain
Full Circle
Dark. How I felt when I learned the truth about my marriage.
Our House
Speaks for itself I think!
sunday's best
This is for all who have ever been hurt by one you TRULY loved. There is life beyond, but it takes a tremendous amount of hard work and a modicum of soul-searching.
Love, life, strife!
Were you left bleeding by defences strong?, wounded and bloody knowing not whats wrong, did you battle and fight standing proudly tall?, to lose in the end, did you stumble and fall?, did you do it for love with passion with life?, ignori
trapt under skin
your the only one that can save me now
hate me love me
i love you you can love me to
done with the hurt and the crying
loneliness and heart break my hour of darkness down at the lonely hearts club
next time, I'll get a good one
there's no pleasing some people
An End To It
The curse of conscience, the dread of feeling, They rip and tear at my very being, And pain and hurt I can't avoid, I can't escape, nowhere to hide, Oh if one fatal thrust could end it now, To say goodbye, farewell and bow, But it can
I don't know what to call this....
I took a writing class about 100 yrs. ago, and haven't written in about 14,15 yrs. This is the result of being mildly perplexed over someone effecting my heartstrings. I don't know if it would even be considered a poem.
When it Stops Turning
We creep towards our destiny with futures bright as sun whilst ever-present loneliness binds us tight as one a generation lost at sea like many gone before a generation’s ecstasy veils thinly wanting more a whirling pool of stagnant hate of
Why
Thoughts
silver dust over blue sky
i just am
DON'T
Thoughts....
I'm A Ghost
I'm a ghost, you walk right through me. I wish I could feel you, that brief second we are one. Or know what you are thinking. When your mind, passes through mine. And what you are seeing, when our eyes are inline Is it me? Couldn't be,
unknown
pain without love pain i can't get enough pain i like it rough 'cause i'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain
Just a poem, no hidden meaning for me. I picked a word (pain) and made a poem where everything rhymed with that word.
Rafters
Lucifer open the bidding upon my soul opening starts at thirty silver coins my shepards forgotten my holy parole upon this earth, no heaven, no hell but where they both join Why must a cry be strangled in the dark? a rope of twisted tears,
Earth's Kitchen/ Lightworker lament
Sore throats, viruses, coughs, colds and spluttering grief, unhappiness, all kinds of suffering traffic jams, supermarkets and leaks to the guttering obesity, drug dealers and and everyday ills motorbikes, prams and too many bills talk shows, fo
8!
Just a wee rant about blind conformity.
Turn the repeat off
wow. found this in my english folder from jr high.
Gloomy Days
Its not a room with a view,, there's no windows no doors, flickers of light are all that break through, spending a life alone in the dark, everythings grey everythings stark,,longing to see things brightly and clear,, knowing it wont happen,,, ye
Little Bird
I was bored writing haikus, one ended up into this...
Gone
Although this poem might be a little morbid. I sometimes like to switch up the order of the rhyme.