My skin wrinkles
My ears decrease in strengh sound becomes noise to my ears
My ear lobes decende
Grey my hair grows
Eye sight fails glasses I wear were are they opps on the top of my head
Wrinkle prune skin
Firmness now ebes away dangling flappy bits hanging to my body where
Musle was within
My strengh deteriates weakness and aging creeps opoun my torso
Aches and pains consume my once fit ripped torso
Dependant on my walking stick
I visit the quack most ofen
Or
they to me
My bed my existitence alone I am now
Waiting for my last visitor
Death he shall be know
In the darkness he comes
To aher the wanted souls of the lost to heaven some shall go others to there doom
Souls lost in fire they are consumed
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Posted: Jul 2013
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Not one to date has escaped their plight
Though God knows they put up a fight
Above the mincer they hung on a chain
While I laughed and slowly sipped champagne
Slowly I dropped them, the mincer was fed
While their screams echo around in my head
Usually stay alive til it reaches their waist
To make sure they did not die in haste
People ask me what is my secret
The veggies I grow are in top condition
I smile and say, ‘blood and bone I use.’
And that I declare is my only admission
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
someone trying to steal my cabbage
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Author: Unknown
"Life sucks, Goodbye"- the deep words of the youth keeping in there problems but so bundled in it it's flowing out of there seals shut mouths. These are just the little things I pass when I go thro the streets, everyone passes it. No one seems to see or they just don't seem to care. The youth today has raisers to skin, rope to neck, pills to stomach, and tears to floor dripping in the ocean of the people before them. Souls lost and never found again like if they were never there to start. A sad ending to the turtle and the hair, they never got to finish the race because the "normal" people flew by and never stopped, calling them names, those names stuck in that little turtles head running threw again and again like a song on repeat.
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Posted: May 2013
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im sad today..
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I can feel the hat, thick and tangible
It is like a living entity all around me
Black and putrid, it assails the nostrils
It rolls onto the taste buds, tasting like death
Through red rimmed eyes I look at you
Already I can see you laying there
Sliced, gutted, screaming in utter agony
As you beg the life slowly flees from you
I, cold and calm, like an avenging angel
Stand over you and plunge the knife again
Again and again, thick red blood squirting
Spraying those damn lace curtains of yours
As you are near death you ask the question, “why?”
Why? There are so many reasons you b*tch
All these years you made my life a misery
You sanctimonious Sunday bloody Christian
They only saw the good side, the church side
Where you prayed so fervently for souls
At home you showed your true side
You’d scream at me and hurl abuse
For so many years I took it all
But there’s a time the worm must turn
Today, right now, I nod and smile
For tomorrow could be the day
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Posted: Apr 2013
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Nothing like taking a walk down the dark side
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We sit and watch these horror film
To glare and see the gore
Blood and guts
Spilling out
Blood all over the floor
We tremble wth fear
As we watch from are set
Captivated
Watching
Wanting more
Vampires
Chain saw massacres
movies we watch
All to see the blood and gore
Films we watch over and over again
To get are high s we watch these films
More and more blood and gore
Is what we want more and more
Vampires blood and gore
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Posted: Apr 2013
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On your shoulder sits a demon
I can clearly see him there
What tempting words does he whisper
To make you act so unfair
Alcohol by the gallons, matters not what
As long as you can keep on drinking
All this pain will fade away
And blissful numbness stops you thinking
'Pour another,' says your demon
'You have almost reached your aim'
And as you sink into your stupor
Finally forgotten is all your pain
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Posted: May 2013
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I travelled a thousand and one miles without a break
just to came and say....Hi!......to you!
When I arrived all you were for me but another take
in my ever thirsty hunger for a love do.
I looked at you with my dark mysterious eyes
ripped your heart very slowly trice.
Left your soul less able to ever again to tell lies
and your frail and used up carcass for the mice.
THEN...
You were reborn without a soul and warm hearth
and floated helplessly between heaven and earth;
until the time came you transformed into another mold
never ever be released again to a human hold.
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Posted: May 2013
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Tears like diamonds finely cut
As many as stars in Heaven
Moans of yesterday escapes
Like seven times eleven
One could ask what does it mean
When the bus pulls in the station
Bodies piled up to the sky
Waiting for cremation
Empty winds howl through the streets
It knows and yet tells no things
Doctors, lawyers, liars and thieves
Where are their wedding rings?
Jagged lightning tears the sky
Machines Mother Earth raping
Maybe it’s already too late
Life force is escaping
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Posted: May 2013
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It was my ex on the line,
"How have you been?"
"I have been just fine..."
You remember your
best friend?",
"Yes...?",
"I was effing you and him,
Plus the guy that I'm now with.",
That's when the eff switch got flicked,
"Effing Aye ?!That was effing mean!",
"You are such an effing B!",
"You occupy my effing mind,
wasting all my effing time!",
"I just want to yell and curse and
call you so many effing words!",
"I hope you get what you effing deserve
and catch something that can't be cured!",
"Click"...."Eff her!"
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
Gotta love triangles...
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All is done now and I packed all into my saddle bags,
mounted them on to my new horse with all country flags.
Riding slowly away from rugged mountain terrain which was, for so long my home,
Mixed nostalgia setting in but I am finally free to roam.
My horse leading me on to a steady path along thorny hedges and trees
Accompanying us now are just the squirrels, birds and bees.
We will feed of the the land and the ground will be our bed,
tranquility setting in at sunset on this long ride ahead
Now darkness is breaking in and my horse and I settle down for the night
the wind is blowing a gentle breeze around the now roaring fire's bright.
I made my bed in the undergrowth and fall asleep under the sky of infinity stars
peacefully I hibernate without surrounding concrete towers or any noises of cars.
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Posted: May 2013
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