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What is she
to me?
she shines by Mars
as the morning
and evening stars...

Inspiration for poetry
the fire in my hearth
she is a magician I know
an enchantress
moonlight on my window...

Come forth feathered dragon
morning star rise
I face to confront my sin
my fiery happiness
let the dream begin...

Morning star
to evening star
Winter starlight fell
sparks from your black hair
for even Lucifer was an angel...

Time stood still as she looked around
And wondered where she was
Her mind was blank, there was nothing there
No name, nor who she was

All around her the world moved on
The hustle and bustle of the city
The faces hard, the distant stare
Not one gave her a thought

Try as she might, nothing came to mind
Her thoughts encased on fog
Here and there the edges ragged
A glimpse so tantalising

Helen, my name is Helen
This thought in her mind took hold
Just when she believed that there was more
It was all gone again

Round she wandered, lost and scared
In this city she had lived life long
But by this cursed fate of old age
Her memory is mostly gone

Thunderstorm warning in my head my foot inside the door. with opened eyes I breathe in whispers I stare into the darkness as shadows walk through me.did I die? did I live? As time transcends my heartbeat turns into an island drum I fly above the widows lonely looking for the harvester of dreams I crave a bitter sweet moment as this tranquil nightmare ends.

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Tis naught but flux vibrations from an
Alien, such as myself, being brought here to earth upon a mission to invade the minds of earthlings and capture their very souls!

Tis twisted sun rays that bend and bombard my inner sanctum with unimaginable radiation shattering effects!

Tis fluxed by the electromagnetic pull of my being causing an overflow, a spilling into the cortex of my mind

Mad! Mad! You say … Tis the dark side of me … the Edgar Allen Poe … the Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde … Pandora escaping out of the box … the swinging of the knife sharp ax of the pendulum, coming closer & closer!

Perhaps the embers of my mind have been singed
And radicals have tinged and burned it a bit by ultra violet rays, but that is only outer crust and can be easily thrown away!

But, Tis to late for you to run, the pollutants of my mind will overrun you!

I have searched the cellars of my mind and have
resurrected so many abhorred and crucifying hideous things that even Mr. Hyde would not fathom!

Beware, I am out of the box …
I come … I seek …
Beware, you have been warned!

The Oracle
JimEee

Death is a part of life,
Nusery rhymes are scary,
Tragedies cost lives,
A thousand killed daily!

Tomorrow unknown finds,
Today beating deadlines,
Yesterday memories reminds,
That living is worth these rhymes!

Jason had a friend,
It was the Undertaker,
Jason had a fight,
And did a massive piledriver!


Jason had a deal,
With Freddy Kruger,
Got to start killing field,
Scaring new kids on the block.


Jason met his mother,
And stayed in Bates motel,
Found he has a lost older
brother,
Who is a freaky peeping tom.


Jason learnt from Norman Bates,
Settled in his home sweet home,
Got poisoned and back stabbed,
Made him mad enough to spilt Norman in half!


Jason now is all alone,
No friends or foes,
Will the devil take him to Hell,
Or angels save his soul?

Watch each colorful leaf drop
One by one,
Floating down from branches
Swaying back and forth
A short trip to the ground

Stacking orange on top of red
Upon another
Near a crimson and a yellow
Hiding the lush green grass
Underneath be found

Hear the damp rain fall
Pitter-patter
Muffled by the air
Now starting to fog
Barely making a sound

Quiet now season change
Autumn makes
Way for the colder bleaker
Whites and dying days
Above an old burial ground

For now I sit and wait,
Clock ticking away my faith,
Silent words in my head,
Voices that are long dead,
Alone I sit at night,
The moon my only light,
Devil standing at my door,
But he don’t frighten me no more,
For now I sit and wait,
Clock ticking away my faith.

You have no idea what’s in my mind
While I smile and nod at you
This boiling rage I hide so well
Beneath the manners mild and meek

What you see is only a woman
A woman just like any other
Five foot two and slim of build
And I would say, rather shapely

The secret is that once a year
The beast is let loose to roam
Once she’s out, the blood runs free
Torture her favourite companion

By glint of moon, a slashing blade
The death so slow and painful
Some are dismembered, while still alive
Whilst hearing my demonic laughter

Time running short, dawn nearly here
In the shadow a man is lurking
With glee I cut his member off
And watch him slowly choking

What a night, I feel quite good
Four this year to my tally I add
Soon I’ll be in triple figures
Time for home, my husband waits

Behind this face you have no idea
These thoughts so dark and evil
For another year I’ll keep myself hid
And play this game of deception

She was my first true lover
our love was as an outlaw
not adhering to any set of rules
in the age of free love, we loved for free...

From German town she came
coming to triumph over the sun
in my stage of life that was the moon
for my life was early to rise...

The night was our secret river
loving beneath the heavens up to the pyre
she the star of more fertile fire
lover of lovers, unleashing radiant desire...

When we first met
it seemed like only seconds
to say hello and kiss
when she left it took forever to say goodbye...

Shadow of death on my unfortunate lyre
in fathomless echoes I cried out her name
death of our physicality, death of the flame
just black tears the shade of my pen...

She came where red is the Eastern veil
where deepest seas entomb her light
Erica came like the sun to travel so far
then chose to span the world in godless flight...