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She is always at my side
Watching every move, every step
she whispers to me all the time
" I wait my time, but i will have you never doubt"
" Never make the mistake i won't, may be today, may be tomorrow, a week, a month, a year, many years"
"Let me touch you with a icy hand or a warm touch if you prefer"
" let me brush your face lightly with my blonde hair"
"Let me kiss you passionately or softly, whatever you wish"
"It will give you a taste of what is to come"
" I am always at your side,biding my time"
" Waiting for a mistake,a slip, a word out of place, being at the wrong place at the wrong time."
"I wait for that which my brother Fate decides"
"For i am your angel of death, and i wait patiently to take you in my arms and embrace you and sing you to eternal rest".

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Ah fair night
With a moon so bright
Such a pretty sight
As an apple I bite
A creature comes to fight
With all its blight
I ask "Do you want a fight"
It replies "Fear my might"
I laugh at this slight
And lay it low with the monkey's bite.

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You guys write great stuff.
Yeah, each one of you does.

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Monster

I dont know when it happened, When I looked in your eyes and saw a stranger for the first time.
When every word that came out of your mouth became a lie or even hearing your voice made me sick. When sisters forever became strangers with memories. But I know I can't go back to the way things were. I don't know when I stopped missing you or when I stopped believing you when you told me you loved me. When I could be sitting in the same room with you and still feel so alone. When I stopped trusting you or stopped telling you things or even wanting to. I will be the first to admit I.m not sure who changed maybe I grew up. or you did.  Or maybe i finally opened my eyes and saw you for what you really are.

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Sunday Morning
~~~~~

Sunday, Lazy Morning
Snow sits, birds quiet
Trees motionless in tired wind, windows shining
Beds a mess, sheets twisted and bundled in heaps
Crumbs on hardwood floor, murky alcohol left in dirty glasses
Tiny bits of marijuana on the kitchen table
Friends upstairs in closed quarters have a quickie
Traces of mindless rambunction left upon the stairwell
A full sink with a thousand dishes and a few spoons on the floor

Coffee mugs with cute cuddly kittens on them
Sticky substance on the couch
The TV stuck on Sunday Service
Loud moaning, fingers grimy with garbage
Jokes about anal sex and dicks and emos
Bitten by the hair of the dog with
nothing left to fuel the desperation
The damn cat took a shit in the laundry basket again.

Red robes & wild hair & empty stares
Profound assault and battery to the hollow eyes
and with tiny bits of sleep.

Would you like a toast or a bagel?
Scrambled eggs or cinnamon bread?
A philly cheese steak hot pocket?
Where are the extra garbage bags?
Who ate all the bread?
Why is the rum bottle empty? We were saving this.

Popcorn kernels lay deserted on dirty tile
Jackets and gloves strewn off to one side of the chair
Cars parked in the icy driveway, sitting, sleeping
In a trance of sickened hangover and afternoon fog

Bagel! Bagel! What do you want on your bagel?
Oh my god, pick up this mess, mess, mess.
"Do you have a free piece of paper around?"
Asks the poet, "And have you got a pen?"

Last edited by The Creature (2013-02-03 21:30:13)

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In The Name of Art...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In the name of Art
We pray
In the name of Art
We are a more loving way
In the name of Art
We are entry data paradigms
In the name of Art
We are spontaneous combustions
In the name of Art
We feel too much
In the name of Art
We think too little
In the name of Art
We demand retribution for our wasted prosaic lifestyles
In the name of Art
We are very, very homosexual
In the name of Art
We are unquestionably socratic in method
In the name of Art
We are aristocratic bums
In the name of Art
We are government druggies

And In the name of Art
We seek Blake's vision
In the name of Art
We open our mind's eye
In the name of Art
We Are one in species, basic anatomy, spirit, consciousness, Atom!
In the name of Art
We are, we are.

In the name of Art
There are no names
In the name of Art
Desert the barriers of doubt & create
In the name of Art
Good vibes, bad vibes, weird vibes, strange vibes, voodoo vibes!
In the name of art
Laugh a little
In the name of Art
Extreme energy
In the name of Art
Steal something worthless
In the name of Art
Throw something of value
In the name of Art
Give away the arbitrary to the first stranger you see
In the name of Art
Taste all tasteless forms & express overstimulated exuberance!
In the name of Art
Move your tongue rapidly in an up & down motion
so as to impress the girls with a small demonstration of your talents
In the name of Art
Change mental maps into physical geography
In the name of Art
Think in all four dimensions
In the name of Art
The sun is just discipline forgotten
In the name of Art
Holy art, godless Art,
In the name of Art
Breathe a little
In the name of art
The greatest consolation is a good blues song
In the name of Art
Viva la revolution!
In the Name of Art
Nevermind
In the name of Art
The highest senses of detachment come in breath
In the name of Art
Breathe deeper!
In the name of Art
Have lots and lots of sex
In the name of Art
Smoke marijuana
In the name of Art
Call yourself god
In the name of Art
You are god
In the name of Art
We are all god
In the name of Art
Become a light gatherer & reflect truth
In the name of Art
The microscipe is for the microworld,
the telescope for the macroworld
And the artist is the intermediary between those worlds
In the name of Art
We operate within the boundaries of physics; nothing more, nothing less
In the name of Art
Plutocratic conservatives are the epitomes of dreadful anachronism
In the name of Art
We create the new sun, moon, and stars
In the name of Art
Fuck war!
In the name of Art
Pure Awareness
In the name of Art
I love you, I love you, I love you
In the name of Art
Face no enterprise with dread
In the name of Art
Illuminate!
In the name of Art
Forget calculus
Inthe name of Art
Forget In the name of Art
In the name of Art
Grow your own garden & writer your own novels
In the name of Art
Toxic, toxic beauty
In the name of Art
Alas! Everything, Everything
Everything!
In the name of Art
Above the law is Love, pure love, true love, great love, unfathomable love!

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wolfman1959 wrote:

She is always at my side
Watching every move, every step
she whispers to me all the time
" I wait my time, but i will have you never doubt"
" Never make the mistake i won't, may be today, may be tomorrow, a week, a month, a year, many years"
"Let me touch you with a icy hand or a warm touch if you prefer"
" let me brush your face lightly with my blonde hair"
"Let me kiss you passionately or softly, whatever you wish"
"It will give you a taste of what is to come"
" I am always at your side,biding my time"
" Waiting for a mistake,a slip, a word out of place, being at the wrong place at the wrong time."
"I wait for that which my brother Fate decides"
"For i am your angel of death, and i wait patiently to take you in my arms and embrace you and sing you to eternal rest".

I like this, Wolfie. I see it as a wistful longing for death, in this case embodied as a dark, sexy woman (succubus?).

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I'm jammin' like a frog
Eatin' my hot dog
Rockin' the 'billies
'Cause I got the sillies
Wrecking the wall
Gonna take a fall
Crotch punch high
Can't deny
Monkey in charge
And livin' large

[shreddin' guitar solo]
[drummer's head explodes]
[piss on the amps til they're all on fire]

Good night Toledo!

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The Creature wrote:
wolfman1959 wrote:

She is always at my side
Watching every move, every step
she whispers to me all the time
" I wait my time, but i will have you never doubt"
" Never make the mistake i won't, may be today, may be tomorrow, a week, a month, a year, many years"
"Let me touch you with a icy hand or a warm touch if you prefer"
" let me brush your face lightly with my blonde hair"
"Let me kiss you passionately or softly, whatever you wish"
"It will give you a taste of what is to come"
" I am always at your side,biding my time"
" Waiting for a mistake,a slip, a word out of place, being at the wrong place at the wrong time."
"I wait for that which my brother Fate decides"
"For i am your angel of death, and i wait patiently to take you in my arms and embrace you and sing you to eternal rest".

I like this, Wolfie. I see it as a wistful longing for death, in this case embodied as a dark, sexy woman (succubus?).

well Tyler as you're probably aware i always have a wistful longing for a dark sexy woman tongue
thanks for your kind words my friend smile

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I fell in love with a Dancer
But we never danced
The end

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Jack and Jill went up the hill, to fetch a pale of......"BRAINS"!!!

Fin

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i always fall in love
always get a grazed knee

the end?

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Loving all the great stuff in here so I thought I'd join in the fun! Here's one I wrote a couple of years back. It helps if you hear it read in a creepy kid voice ha.

The Sorrow Bird

If you should hear a mournful song
A tune that makes your skin feel wrong
The melancholy wail you heard
Most likely was the Sorrow Bird

Though to all else the room is still
It spins round you with hollow trill
And burns inside your brain and ears
The sum of all unspoken fears

The Sorrow Bird it rare is seen
Its feathers black, its face serene
It stares right through you to your soul
With empty eyes of coldest coal

It empties you of all your breath
And turns your living into death
For if the Sorrow Bird should show
So comes the hour to slip below

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Very nice and lyrical!

Here's a couple of song lyrics I had written for my old band years ago:

The Darkness:

I am the Darkness
I am the king of swing
I am Evil
I make your souls sing
In the darkness
Time stands still
Hot sweat drips
'Til you've had your fill

I am the Darkness
In your souls
You think you can get away
With things untold
Under cloak of night
We begin to sin
Cause in the darkness
I'll always win!

The Preacher:

Happiness I'll never find
They say it's some place in the mind
But with thoughts as sick as these
My mind will never be at ease

When I look into your eyes
It makes it so easy to lie
Now every word I say
Just turn your head the other way

When i look up to the sky
All I see is God's baleful eye
I don't see the stars above
It's all about one god's love

Here I sit alone again
With my bible in my hand
And every child I see
I want part of my fantasies


Mostly they were set to slow Sabbathy type music.

Last edited by Theli (2013-03-04 15:42:41)

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Nice Theli - I especially like the flow of the second one. I make music myself too so my writing often ends up reading quite lyrical smile

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^^^
Very cool ones Theli and LordofTears.
Loving them, nice flow of words that let me swim into them pleasantly. smile

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Face Your Fears
~~~~~~~~~~~~

Grab hold of your fears with a Death Trip...
Steal the Hollow Snakes and wrap them 'round your legs
Set your feet upon the cold, hard stone of luminous graveyards
Feel the lions writhe in your soul
Feed the Will & Know that you are not alone

Face Yourself...
Ground Yourself...
Reach inside
And Die.

Face Your Fears
Let go of all that you hold dear
Your destiny is malleable, so
See your shadow & let yourself go

Make love to the Angel of Death
Speak to your demons & the darkness you keep at bay
Let your ego merge with the Shadow Man
You will find yourself
By the acceptance of his cold, frail hand

Let the sun rise to meet another day
Take it as it comes & don't look the other way
Face your demons, Face your fears
Face your Shadow, Face your tears

Know that all this Evil is your own Inner Workings
Projecting into all conscious action
Behold the power & Release the smoldering Anger
Positive externalities will turn the inner tides outward
Embrace the fear inside
To bring forth the love that refuses to die
You are stardust, now Realize

You are one now, &
You are Alive.

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Smiles

A smile to hide secrets
Under long sleeves
Covering pretty bracelets
Over red gashes
On pale white wrists.
She hides the pain
Etched into her arms
Sewn into her eyes
Shattering her heart.
Behind a smile
No one questions
No one sees
Because of a smile

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^^^
VERY nice miss.

This one is dedicated to my future girlfriend wherever you may be.

I love you.

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Alone with you

Alone I'm walking in a sinister sea of Darkness.
Strange sounds suround me and things are moving everywhere.
I smell your perfume, that unforgetable one.
But I see you nowhere else than in my mind.
Things that I can't wordize grab me.
Heart's speed increases.
But alone I'm still walking.
Alone surounded by all of you.
All your million of emotions.
All you million of looks.
All your million faces.
Those things I can't wordize attacking me.
But I'm alone, you're nowhere to be found hiding in that Blackened sea.
You the one I love.
I'm alone with you.
In my veins and brains.

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I'm going to replace mine with a different version in proper poem form:

Sarah's Storm, heiress born
careful how her hair is worn
carrying a parasol
terraform, air is warm
riding the fair's Ferris wheel
an heiress with no inheritance
incoherent, arrogant
favorite gum is cherry mint
fills our hearts with merriment
changeless, catching angelfish
swearing out a plagiarist
to her, no one can hold a candle
from stockroom up to management
from Kansas to Los Angeles

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^^^
Wow that is really nice. She's lucky to have you. Or you're lucky to have her, whichever.

I dig the frozen rose thing.

Well done!!! ClapClapClap!!!

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Thanks. I changed my poem so it actually looks like a poem instead of a disjointed short story. It fits in better with this thread now, I think. The first version was like confusing flash fiction. The new version rhymes.

Last edited by PostGhost (2013-04-02 21:46:16)

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^^^
Wow, fabulously cool. Keep it up!!! smile

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Yeah that is a very interesting little piece, I like art that fits outside the box, keep it up.

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Thanks dude. I changed it to a rhyming poem - fits in better with the spirit of this thread, I think. I liked your poems too, Theli and kXnPunk, good stuff. It seems like there are a lot of cool, creative people on this site.