Describe your Fear.

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-IT COULD BE ANYTHING (YOUR FEAR)
-IT COULD BE A POEM ABOUT SCARY SITUATIONS.
-NO MORE THAN 2 POST.
-ONE STANZA METAPHORE REQUIRED,
-THE REST; SIMPLE EXPLANATION.

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-THAT WOULD BE PART OF MY JUDGEMENT.

SENA

Devils from within...

They were stuck in a frightening situation,
Feared by their thoughts and shadows of themselves.
Stirred mind walking in great passion,
Demons of hell, shouting thy name,
"Hail the master of evil!"
They scream until they get insane...
 
They were like vampires, craving for the blood of the master evil,
They suck, they crave and they sip for they thirst...
They tried to unleash their burdens,
They tried to unshackle themselves but they failed to conquer the thoughts of hell...
As they wipe the pain of hatred and deceive the people of the master were killed
                           by the devils from within....

coming on
whispering it's way on
taunting me enticingly
waiting to be seen
fiery words to be seen

weight gain is my anger
my fear
my everything in between
kill it all with a power so might
kill it into the night

My poem "realizations of reality" (note, it's actually a fictional working, only using factual teachings)

Losing my grip on reality, matter is merely condensed energy,    
flow through vibration within perceptional minds of every being. That there never was such thing as 'Reality'  
for all we see is manifestation within the image of thoughts    
in relation to metamorphic versions of ourselves.  
   
The only reason we see what we do  
Our brains have evolved to perceive the certain band    
Radiation when really the universe is simply dark,    
Lonely, colorless energy just vibrating.    
That's all anything actually IS.    
 
And that's just the start of the realizations that help ones Reality crumble around them.. a fragment of the design..
Witness these revelations of a reality of what is surrounding me
As the perfection of the creation crumbles to utter anarchy
Taught lies through violence, false promises, beings non-existent
 
Now I bare witness to what would be known as the end of creation
Would manifest itself, before the psyche of the average holy man
Drones, through ignorance are they blind, in chains are they bind
My overt fear strength of religion.. the oppression of knowledge
Self induced psychosis, acceptable by the masses they to belong
 
Mankind has foreseen the inevitable.. the ultimate revolution
A rise of knowledge, holier than man, than any biblical teachings
My ultimate paranoia has been unleashed, I fear for the future
All structures of religion will collapse.. ending of creationism
Mankind has finally realized.. that the strength of religion..
 
Is the oppression of knowledge, in the wake of these revelations
The truths.. posses it's own self painful evidence.. divinity..
The revolution.. can be traced back.. to one, single event..  
10 bleeding hearts.. one wicked mind.. the atrocity through time
Horror of the timeline has me residing in dismay, hopelessness
 
Only the manipulative can prosper, only the weak can serve
Forevermore a regime of morbidity and sinister demise
Will enslave and instate a mind of the fate
Only the strong will prosper, only the strong will conquer
Science revealed hypocrisy of biblical word, have I realized
 
My ultimate fear, my realizations of reality.

What I Fear
by Mikimoondancer

Human shells
Empty voids
Cyborg replicas
Insides, cold

Invoking destruction
Satiated by sorrow
Implanting themselves
within each tomorrow

Like heartless vulchers
Searching for prey
Honing in on weakness
They pounce
No refrain

Eyes on their faces
yet nothing diguised
Feeding on the broken
Humanity's demise

Good posting i like two so far

Instability    

Do you ever fear
becoming crazed
a life of mental instability
all sanity erased ,
ruby eyes glazed ,
present occurrences dazed
a once lucid , sapphire atmosphere hazed
staring at cellestial
instrument playing beings
who stare back utterly amazed ,
opposite is the Turin Shroud
slumped over a cloud
your eyebrows are raised .
Your body and brain have just shrunk
you've sprinted up
an African Elephants trunk
sitting on its back
your off the beaten track ,
glaring at this huge passenger
it feels like you must look like
Africa next to Madagascar
Watching a mouse
sprout wings and take off
turn to see a statue
splutter and cough
Dismal is the vague light
thats barely lit
scary isn't it .

diddi said:Instability    

Do you ever fear
becoming crazed
a life of mental instability
all sanity erased ,
ruby eyes glazed ,
present occurrences dazed
a once lucid , sapphire atmosphere hazed
staring at cellestial
instrument playing beings
who stare back utterly amazed ,
opposite is the Turin Shroud
slumped over a cloud
your eyebrows are raised .
Your body and brain have just shrunk
you've sprinted up
an African Elephants trunk
sitting on its back
your off the beaten track ,
glaring at this huge passenger
it feels like you must look like
Africa next to Madagascar
Watching a mouse
sprout wings and take off
turn to see a statue
splutter and cough
Dismal is the vague light
thats barely lit
scary isn't it .

YES MAN, IT IS, I DONT KNOW, WHY I FELT THE PART WHERE YOU SAID, AFRICA CLOSE TO MADAGASCAR. WHY WOULD IT BE SCARY? BUT I DO FEEL YOU.

SENA

Fear: The End

Poets are suppose to make ordinary things
Sound extraordinary
But upon the topic
I have to lay this one out bluntly
Say it out blatantly
I fear death
Like a little bitch.

There will be laughing, dancing
Fun, and all that other noise, all around me
But I'll be on the floor, fetal position
Pulling at my hair
Writhing about
Twisting and contorting my arms
Around my gut
Crying to myself in my mind
"Oh why
Do we have to die?"

It creeps over me at the most peculiar times
I cower in my bed
Every night.

One day
Someday is going to go on
Without me and you.
Think of all the people we've already dismissed.
One day
Someday
We just won't wake up
And that scares the shit out of me.
All my other little insignificant fears
I can subside with little quiet reassurances.
Not this one
It owns me.

RSena said:[quote-95508-diddi]Instability    

Do you ever fear
becoming crazed
a life of mental instability
all sanity erased ,
ruby eyes glazed ,
present occurrences dazed
a once lucid , sapphire atmosphere hazed
staring at cellestial
instrument playing beings
who stare back utterly amazed ,
opposite is the Turin Shroud
slumped over a cloud
your eyebrows are raised .
Your body and brain have just shrunk
you've sprinted up
an African Elephants trunk
sitting on its back
your off the beaten track ,
glaring at this huge passenger
it feels like you must look like
Africa next to Madagascar
Watching a mouse
sprout wings and take off
turn to see a statue
splutter and cough
Dismal is the vague light
thats barely lit
scary isn't it .

YES MAN, IT IS, I DONT KNOW, WHY I FELT THE PART WHERE YOU SAID, AFRICA CLOSE TO MADAGASCAR. WHY WOULD IT BE SCARY? BUT I DO FEEL YOU.

SENA[/quote]

It's a size reference as I'm on about me and an elephant so that's the africa bit  

What happens
if it never
happens?
I struggle to say
it aloud...
Why should anyone
break against
the patterns?

To sit here now
after direct appliance
to theories of the mind
and creative output
and sit just sit here.
My time hired
away from me
so I can help
the fight towards
nothing.
Hmmmm, I can't
imagine it,
but it seems
all too
possible.

CruelHandedWriter said:What happens
if it never
happens?
I struggle to say
it aloud...
Why should anyone
break against
the patterns?

To sit here now
after direct appliance
to theories of the mind
and creative output
and sit just sit here.
My time hired
away from me
so I can help
the fight towards
nothing.
Hmmmm, I can't
imagine it,
but it seems
all too
possible.

what ever was suppose to hapends, that was cool, imagination, i like the way you lead people to wonder.

SENA

MY FEAR HAS HIS NAME.

His body is methamphetamine that I got every day
His lips were the perfect bait that I had to bite
He has nullified my reason

I used to be the butterfly that brought happiness to his days
His refuge, his peace, his friend
He always came to me with infinite thirst
And he made me feel that everything was ok

He knew how to put together every piece of my puzzle
I try to paint a smile on my face and think about his eyes
He is in my veins, now, how can I get him out of there?

I dread to believe I was living a lie
His silence is my judgment, do I deserve this?
I looked through his eyes
And now I can barely see who is he

Why can't he see we both have the same way to love?
The same way of living life?
But… Was it real? I don´t want to think anymore I was a little trophy

My fear is never know the truth… Mon amour.

Abramson.

Dependency

Moonlit eyes, vernal touch
and a golden embrace.
I slowly grow dependent
upon the things I
can never have.

You see, I used to be stupid, fearing nothing, having not a care in the world
baring all to the cold hard evil world, not giving a damn, who put there opinion where it didn't belong
I was in fact, my only fear was to show fear, I was so afraid of showing any of myself
So I became numb to the world, Im not sure how but somehow you saw threw that
Took a chance with me anyway, now  I cant stop the feeling because they are true
I can honestly say that now the only fear I have is loosing you.