~a-Gain?~
how real does it have to get before society finally starts to see...................
WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, A SHINING STAR
A DUDE CAN HAVE HOPE CAN'T HE (AND DON'T BE A WISE GUY AND THINK HER NAME IS HOPE WELL IT AIN'T YOU DOPE
HOW I IMAGINE IT TO HAVE BEEN
THIS WAS WRITTEN FOR A FRIEND, AT LEAST I CHOOSE TO CALL HER THAT WITHOUT HER PERMISSION AND MORE GREAT NEWS 'I THINK I FOUND MY LATEST MUSE but hush because she doesn't know
The final days!
Prophetic or evolution?
thoughtless thoughts
bleeding heaven forever in day. heart is broken so i stay away. labeld and torn to shreds again. love is broken and im losing it. fabled and reborn to rebirth. learning to live with true earth. in my dreams as always i was. go ahead hate me my frien
DOING DOPE WITH PUDDLE WATER
BECAUSE I LOVE MR. TRAVIS IAN AND I THINK IT WOULD BE SO COOL IF, WHEN HE'S HALF MY AGE, THAT THERE WILL BE SAFE WATER, FOOD, SHELTER, BUT MOST OF AIR AND BECAUSE IT NEEDED TO BE WRITTEN
I HAVE A FEELING YOU PARENTS AIN'T LISTENING ~free
YOU MUST KNOW THAT BESIDES ACTING THE ROLE OF A RUDE AND SELF-SERVING POET I ALSO CARE ABOUT EVERYTHING NATURE HAS MADE, ESPECIALLY KIDS WHO THINK STEPPING OVER DEAD BODIES IS COOL, AND THAT EVEN YOUR LITTLE CHILD WITH ANY COLOR EYES COULD WIND UP ON THAT ROOFTOP!
untitled (My traitorous body)
My traitorous body oozes, with my sweetened lust, as i struggle. I am beyond scared, yet, I am so turned on. By the evil in your eyes. The firmness of your grasp. The flicker of your tongue. You torture the bumps of my flesh, with
Flawed
How long will this last, Haunted by a tainted past. This tortured life I must live, Not much more I can give.
Disengage
I whispered into the emptiness afraid of what I'm might hear But even more afraid that there would be nothing there My shadow casted fear and gave a reason for my pain
Toughest Roughest
Bringing out the inner gangster...
The Gold Digger Artiste.
She's told herself often, that she was an artiste, but no one buys her paintings, and her art is the least. Yet she just won't give up, and persists with the dream, but the rent must be paid, and she hears the kids scream. Took a comely young boy fri
this really comes from the heart
roses are red, violets are blue.. I have tourettes f*ck,shit c*nt, poo
the man inside.
Madness slowly gathers me In its chilly embrace I watch from the corner of my eye Its sinister smirk Then I fall and fall into the depths Of its empty cold dead soul Contently I lay there Huddled in the corner Of its darkest walls Anticipa
Caught in the net
. She met him on the internet he said his name was drew She fell in deep obsession With a bloke she barely knew He didnt know her secret not to tell him was to lie But then there always follows That question of "well, why?" He was c
Concentration Camps
Just got done watching a documentary on concentration camps.
Night clouds
The night clouds move, I see the stars, So very far apart from ours, Are we alone?, Is there more?, What comes after?, What came before?, Questions burning in the brain, I feel as if I am insane, I feel a constant inner pain, I feel humanit
Away From the Ledge
Standing here at the world's crumbling edge, my memories weight heavy in my heart. My tears would fall from my eyes like the rain, had I not shed a thousand thus far. My family said life is a blessing, but they never bore my curse. They smile
sometimes there's shadows.
sometimes... i walk out of the shadows i wonder... what is it like to make love... im sure its a different experience than just getting f*cked sometimes... i wait for the shadows i wonder... do they ever
Silenced
Frustration tightens the noose, So I try to let it loose, But who can hear With fingers in their ears? So many times I've tried To make my feelings known, But their mouths open wide And their minds clamp down. They hold on to their views Of
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
The Revival (Part 6)
I have never forgotten my reason I have grown strong with each breath I've taken Waiting anticipating my season Victory is mine no matter what's to be The children are gathering together My heart pounds waiting release from the cage Soon it wi
The Court of Hades pt1
Many I subscribe will shy away from this subject, a long poem about s*xual abuse of young children, the opening lines the innocence before abuse and the introductory phase of abuse, to be carried forward in part 2. I make no apology for writing on this subject.
The court of Hades, Pt 2
the continuation from Part 1
Court of Hades, finale
I know that this completed poem is longer than usual, I hpe you will read and better understand the trauma of child abuse
~For a "BUCK"~
"d*ck Doo"= when the belly sticks out more than the "d*ck Doo".
my shadow man.
~dont judge me by my past, judge me by how far I've come.~ X
sweetest drink
Dark and Moody one
Haiku-2
cemetery trash autumn leaves falling smell of rotting flowers wingless angel mourns over a grave suicide trapped in memories afterlife awaits
who am i ?
I'm the stillness in madman's eyes The insult written on the bathroom wall The clown’s unknown face in the mirror The santa claus who’s stealing your soul The devil who fights for your every cause The angel who leaves you without a parting wor
~Please, more sugar~
If you prefer the sugar coating, be sure to mention that in your will for generations to come! Don't like this, too bad, apparently you are part of the political correctness problem, that's the problem creating our now. Grow up and get some backbone will ya. Cheers and yeah I'm ok, I just say it how it is, and this is how it is!
Dragons Eye
On granite cliffs On mountains peek He gazes upon Valleys deep With glenched tallons Sharpend He sits and stares With mass of strengh Eyes glazed Ears sharp With fires breath He blows wisps of fire and smoke Fills his n
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
Eternities
Stranger! Look Up A broken shooting star Fading across the sullen skies Burning in throes of cosmic o*gasm The mournful and oblivious night Screams silently in a sombre spasm But does it's dying light illuminate the darkness of eternities?
MyCellf
Across the plains I see a glimmering light Beyond the horizon where the day fades out the night The grass is grown from the roo
Throw the book
Started with the concept and let it flow...
He Cometh!
What evil lurks in the mind of men! The Shadow knows! He cometh!
Beware It's coming! (Dark Poem)
Russia, USA, Britain & France, North Korea and other countries are selling arms, tanks, war planes Rockets and Nuclear bombs all over the world! How can this ever be a peaceful world!
Requiem
Once I leave this mortal coil remember me as I am, both the good and bad. Between them they made me who I was during my life. Life's experiences were so valuable. Carving my path teaching me peace and contentment with life. Read, savour
Realest of them all
How can you fix your lips to say something that just ain't true, I told you if you kept it real with me I keep it real with you, there's a distance in between us only time seems to fill that Gap, as I stand Here Twisted in another world it's me who h
Whose Life
Looking for something over the years... Looking for the sign that is near... This sign where everyone's dreams come true (It's True)... Where no one tells me who to be... Where no one tells me just what to do... Freedom is a place my dreams
If a Woman....
If a woman wants to be a poet, she should run backwards circling the volcano; she should feel for the movement along her faults; she should not get a Ph.D. in seismography. If a woman wants to be a poet, she should not sleep with uncirc