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Shall I Compare Thee...
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate....
(a snatch from sonnet 18, Shakespeare)
Thou art more lovely and more temperate....
(a snatch from sonnet 18, Shakespeare)
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Posted: Feb 2012
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mays love
you love all you say,
round ,beneath,above me,
find me then some way,
better than to love me.
me ,too ,dearest may.
o world-kissing eyes,
which the blue heavens,melt too,
i, sad other wise,
loathe ,the sweet looks dealts to,
all things-men and flies.
you love all,you say,
their for dear,abate me,
just your love,i pray,
shut your eyes and hate me,
only me-fair may
round ,beneath,above me,
find me then some way,
better than to love me.
me ,too ,dearest may.
o world-kissing eyes,
which the blue heavens,melt too,
i, sad other wise,
loathe ,the sweet looks dealts to,
all things-men and flies.
you love all,you say,
their for dear,abate me,
just your love,i pray,
shut your eyes and hate me,
only me-fair may
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Posted: Aug 2011
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Posted: May 2010
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Kill Me Now
Are you lost on the edge of
your dreams or your nightmares
Are you a symbol
to all who stare
Are you dedicated to the loss
of what little burden you show
Why so afraid to
know what you know
Kill me now
if your trying to make me smile
Kill me now
if you want to be helping me
Kill me now
your'e the one in denile
Kill me now
so you can set me free
Have you been outcast by
the dregs of the under world
Is your heart frozen
Or are you just a stupid girl
Have you been estranged
from happy things in the end
Tripping to explain
how I was your friend
Kill me now
if you want to make me smile
Kill me now
if you want to set me free
Kill me now
your'e the one in denile
Kill me now
if you want to be saving me
your dreams or your nightmares
Are you a symbol
to all who stare
Are you dedicated to the loss
of what little burden you show
Why so afraid to
know what you know
Kill me now
if your trying to make me smile
Kill me now
if you want to be helping me
Kill me now
your'e the one in denile
Kill me now
so you can set me free
Have you been outcast by
the dregs of the under world
Is your heart frozen
Or are you just a stupid girl
Have you been estranged
from happy things in the end
Tripping to explain
how I was your friend
Kill me now
if you want to make me smile
Kill me now
if you want to set me free
Kill me now
your'e the one in denile
Kill me now
if you want to be saving me
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
The "kill me now" is not a literal "kill me". It's symbolism for an emotion we have all felt at one point in our lives. I don't want any flack about being suicidal, that's a different issue all together.You’ve gotta love him
My lover's eyes are crossed, wave to and fro,
His nose, an ogre's ridge, much to the fore,
I send him out each day and hope he'll go
And not come back 'till this lifetime is o'er.
His skin is dire and pitted like a grid,
Wild hair all matted as a rabid dog,
Great forehead huge, yet pea-sized in the id
And voice that would offend a deafened frog.
To his ablutions he won't give a fig.
He reeks of cat's pee and of fouled roe, fried.
His fingernails would be just cause to dig,
Yes, on his stinking clothes fleas catch a ride!
Yet forged in his intent to spare the rod,
A caring heart, that plain, was wrought of God
His nose, an ogre's ridge, much to the fore,
I send him out each day and hope he'll go
And not come back 'till this lifetime is o'er.
His skin is dire and pitted like a grid,
Wild hair all matted as a rabid dog,
Great forehead huge, yet pea-sized in the id
And voice that would offend a deafened frog.
To his ablutions he won't give a fig.
He reeks of cat's pee and of fouled roe, fried.
His fingernails would be just cause to dig,
Yes, on his stinking clothes fleas catch a ride!
Yet forged in his intent to spare the rod,
A caring heart, that plain, was wrought of God
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
(Parody of a Shakespearean Sonnet"My mistress eyes are nothing like the sun".)
Heart Dead
When thy see thee in the arms of another
That thy soul quakes with deathly rage
That the skies begin to mourn, I smother
And the tears tumble upon thy cage
What ludicrous visions impaled thy head
That causes me to dream thou's endless grace
As I awake next morn, thy quite brain dead
"So desperately do thy want to embrace?"
Thy wish'st to bless thee rather gaily
Yet thy sigh, too deep for words to describe
That thy pleas for your love run quite blindly
And thy sparks of seducion a wee vibe
Thy knew not of lust, but the law has said
"Thou shall not covet," thus thy be heart dead!
That thy soul quakes with deathly rage
That the skies begin to mourn, I smother
And the tears tumble upon thy cage
What ludicrous visions impaled thy head
That causes me to dream thou's endless grace
As I awake next morn, thy quite brain dead
"So desperately do thy want to embrace?"
Thy wish'st to bless thee rather gaily
Yet thy sigh, too deep for words to describe
That thy pleas for your love run quite blindly
And thy sparks of seducion a wee vibe
Thy knew not of lust, but the law has said
"Thou shall not covet," thus thy be heart dead!
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
This is about someone who has loved their friend for so long that they can not stand to let their love be with someone else. The person is then contemplated by the fact that the beauty of their love will not leave their mind, causing that person extreme anguish.I wrote this when I felt that even though it wasn't a serious experience for my ex, them being so lovey-dovey with someone else right before my eyes, was the greatest pain I have ever went through before. This is just my piece of amateur work, but it does express my true emotions even now.
The Holy Warrior
Like unto him, the preacher said
I heard a whisper, turned my head
And listened to a distant song
A piper at the gates of dawn
So savage is the rising sun
That stills the lonely piper's song
And forces wide the tortured eyes
The witnesses where all things die
And onward Christian soldiers surge
So many heathen souls to purge
Who churn to dust their neighbor's sod
And claim it in the name of God
While through the night the fires burn
The tables that will never turn
The innocents, now driven out
Will harvest all those seeds of doubt
The holy warrior kneels in prayer
With crimson stains in matted hair
He begs the night to take his fears
And bury them in brighter years
I heard a whisper, turned my head
And listened to a distant song
A piper at the gates of dawn
So savage is the rising sun
That stills the lonely piper's song
And forces wide the tortured eyes
The witnesses where all things die
And onward Christian soldiers surge
So many heathen souls to purge
Who churn to dust their neighbor's sod
And claim it in the name of God
While through the night the fires burn
The tables that will never turn
The innocents, now driven out
Will harvest all those seeds of doubt
The holy warrior kneels in prayer
With crimson stains in matted hair
He begs the night to take his fears
And bury them in brighter years
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
It started out as a thought on the destruction and death in the former Yugoslav republics and then just sort of wandered! By the way, if you caught the Pink Floyd reference, then you are REALLY OLD!!! ;) Yeah, I know, me too.For Her
Words tend to flow when I feel her near by
I see her, and I am truly inspired
Never been so consumed, cannot deny
Desires to express in script compels
Truth prevails, emotions boast ever bright
Words significant, lines a story tells
Caution cast rewards, feelings dictate write
From thought to fingers - closed to open shells
Even when most vulnerable, pen I must
Visioned consequences disregarded
Precautions ditched far, in her I shall trust
Creation on paper, heart left to be read
Each is written for her, and her alone
Truth revealed, sentiments spilled, my love’s shown
I see her, and I am truly inspired
Never been so consumed, cannot deny
Desires to express in script compels
Truth prevails, emotions boast ever bright
Words significant, lines a story tells
Caution cast rewards, feelings dictate write
From thought to fingers - closed to open shells
Even when most vulnerable, pen I must
Visioned consequences disregarded
Precautions ditched far, in her I shall trust
Creation on paper, heart left to be read
Each is written for her, and her alone
Truth revealed, sentiments spilled, my love’s shown
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
The title says it all!Divinity
Divinity is of God
Spirituality is that of human
Animistic the abode of animal
And materiality?
A physical realm
Creation a radiation
out of divine it emerge
giving form to behold
in order of density
all for a meaning
learnin our purpose
experience is attainable
a requirement for existence
as below so above
the dictum of a mage
we are here to know
that to spirit we belong
and to spirit we go back
since divinity our source
and thus our only anchor
Spirituality is that of human
Animistic the abode of animal
And materiality?
A physical realm
Creation a radiation
out of divine it emerge
giving form to behold
in order of density
all for a meaning
learnin our purpose
experience is attainable
a requirement for existence
as below so above
the dictum of a mage
we are here to know
that to spirit we belong
and to spirit we go back
since divinity our source
and thus our only anchor
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Posted: Jan 2010
About this poem:
God can not be seen because God nature is different from human. God did not make humanman in his/her image, but it is human who decided to make God in human image in order to give meaning to life.
Promised
Empty promises, as she left
She went away, from everything I gave
Should've seen her face
As we said goodbye
Holding back my tears
I couldn't let her see me cry
As she went away, should've seen her face
Never seen her cry like that before
As she walked out the door
And I could've cried, 'cause the tears in her eyes
I was all she had
And I lied
When I promised her love
I promised her pain
I promised her the world
And everything, I couldn't give
Now she's gone, and I'm alone
She left me standing here, with these tears
Falling from my eyes
And I feel so lost inside
How could I have been so blind, to let her go
But I should've known
That she would turn away
It killed me
To see the tears falling down her face
When I promised her love
I promised her pain
I promised her the world
And everything, I couldn't give
She went away, from everything I gave
Should've seen her face
As we said goodbye
Holding back my tears
I couldn't let her see me cry
As she went away, should've seen her face
Never seen her cry like that before
As she walked out the door
And I could've cried, 'cause the tears in her eyes
I was all she had
And I lied
When I promised her love
I promised her pain
I promised her the world
And everything, I couldn't give
Now she's gone, and I'm alone
She left me standing here, with these tears
Falling from my eyes
And I feel so lost inside
How could I have been so blind, to let her go
But I should've known
That she would turn away
It killed me
To see the tears falling down her face
When I promised her love
I promised her pain
I promised her the world
And everything, I couldn't give
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
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