one dark, one love, one angry one

I will be back

Love Poem

Bloody Hell

Like a specter
perched upon my shoulder
I feel your ghostly presence

haunting me
longing for you
in a way I can't explain

I feel you slowly
slipping away
reaching for you

I grasp thin air
hungrily I search you out
longing for your poetic verse

loneliness wraps
it's arms around me
like a cold blanket

decadently delicious
is your artistic prowess
i'm withering in your absence

bloody hell
time ticking so slow
missing your essence

come back don't fade
into the mist
where arms can't reach

my heart blackened
without your fierce
brawling spirit

now just a ghostly
specter that lingers
in the recesses of my mind  


Dark Poem


Invisible Eyes

Invisible eyes watch me
Dissect me, talk to me
With muted mouths
Barely heard above
A whisper.
 
I don't wish any evil to linger but it does
Like a cloud over my head
Pushing and prodding
Until I connect with them.
 
Invisible eyes so greedily feasting
Always want a show
Love it when i'm grieving.
 
Invisible ears always listening
Know when i'm afraid
On the inside trembling.
 
Invisible tongues
Cut me like razors
There words so vicious
I see their maker.
 
He doesn't have
Invisible eyes, they're grey and dead as coal
Darkness shines bright and reveals his soul.
 
He sent the ones
With the unending appetite
For lust sex and betrayal.
 
The ones with the invisible eyes
Hateful, ungrateful, liars and deceivers
Thieves of the heart and mind.
 
Stop,
I'm poking out
Those invisible eyes.


Anger Poem


Explosive Anger

Hate, rage, dark death
 
I don't like this place
 
Though here I am again
 
Visiting this plane.
 
Explosive anger it's dangerous
 
Walking in the blackness
 
I've lived on this plane for centuries
 
I'm a mean viper and I bite
 
Deep into your flesh
 
Into your psyche
 
You want a piece of me?
 
You're a garter snake
 
I smack you and break your back with my rake
 
Slithering around my garden
 
Like you belong here
 
You're a wilted weed in need of a plucking
 
Chocking out the truth you wish
 
Here is wisdom can you taste it?
 
I've been storing my venom
 
For just such an occasion
 
MMM your brain tastes bitter
 
I spit it out
 
Vomit it back inside your empty head
 
Reveling in my hatred
 
Thank you for bringing me here
 
I want you to see me eye to eye
 
Forget it you're to short
 
Why bother trying?  

Well, if they're the best then they're probably in at least one reading list.. doesn't make sense to me.

(love poem)

Love Over Everything

Lay aside your little insecurities
With all their needless mental prisons.
Bare all your beautiful soul before me,
For I love you for all these reasons.

What you see as horrid imperfection,
I adore as a wonderful masterpiece;
Like making love or merry laughter,
I cherish sweet moments as these.

Pledging an undying love to you;
On my life, I swear these things.
There's nothing more I could want,
Than what you can wholly bring.

In such an amazing phenomenon,
You have me near completely memorized,
And you make love in such a perfect way,
You practically have me mesmerized.

What I crave is complete faithfulness,
And what I need is your whole heart.
All of you, and all of your love.
That, plus me, in itself, is a work of art.

ok does one have to be from the anger list? not sure i have one of those

Invocation of the Muse

Sweet muse tarry not too long away from me.  
Bring your flowers of unfolding thought.  
Cause the flood within to spring  
And these mental bars to rot  
So that i may now break free  
And open wide the gates of truth  
Lead me to the evergreen  
And fountains of eternal youth  
Oh muse! Oh muse!  
Do not refuse  
To grant the vision that i seek  
Annoint my mind  
With words  
With rhymes  
For i am lowly  
I am weak

Goddess Doom

 I buried the memory of her deep inside the back of my mind; underneath the crumpled shrine that still stood as a faded reminder of some long ago tragedy. Im not sure what led me back to this place.. i swore to myself never to return. Yet here i am. A completely different person. Walking down this old path in the dark. Echoes of her voice reverberate from the sad sunken walls. The wind brings the scent of her hair, long lost but never forgotten. the hair on the back of my neck stands straight. A still small voice inside tells me i should turn around and leave this God forsaken place, and the repressed memory of what happened three years ago stirs like some sleeping giant at the bottom of the sea. I shake off this feeling as i continue on through the dense fog.
 I reached the tattered temple where i had once worshiped her image in blind darkness. the only light i was able to see was the light that reflected off of her face, my sore eyes soaking it in like a plant soaks in the Sun. She was the moon in all her beauty. Her eyes were the sun impossible to look directly into. Her lips were an oasis in the midst of a vast dry nothingness. I stepped through the broken down doors that gaped open. Entering in once again. Whether out of curiosity or sheer stupidity i can not say. i am back in the temple where whispers persuade. Whispers that bid me to come and forbid me to stay.
  A ray of moonlight from the crumpled roof illuminates the glass from  a shattered picture on the dust covered floor. I pick it up and blow off the dust gazing transfixed at the face that caused such destruction and pain unendurable. I become possessed by the ghost of all my yearning and spirit of burning desire sending hot flashes and cold chills down my spine. I whisper her name and my own echoes back. What awe.. What unspeakable foreboding apprehension.
  I speak to her. Choosing my words with cunning precision to call up her shape from the ashes. My words, like an incantation causing her to rise up out of oblivion. Her perfect form materializes before me.More beautiful and more terrible than before. Rays of blinding beauty emanate from her, heating up my skin and penetrating my very soul. There is no more I. Only her eyes which contain within them every star in the sky. Is she real? Or just a product of a weary mind's delusion. I can see her, touch her, smell her, feel her.. but is she really here? She begins to sing. Her voice creeps into my ears stealing my mind away.
  I am her prisoner once again, but at this point I dont even care. Every bit of indignation and resentment i felt for her was melted away in the wink of her eye. I willingly accept the leash around my neck. Chained to a dream. Tied to her like a puppet on a string. as brick by brick i rebuild her temple... brick by brick... Can we build something new? or am i just sealing my doom?..

Stopping Time With You

If I had the power to freeze time
Id go back to the moment your lips first touched mine
Id keep you there stiff as a statue
In that happy moment when I thought I had you
And as eons pass without passing
Your lip gloss wont rub off
Ill stay where time cant find me
Ill be forever lost
Ill stop the world from spinning
Stop the sunbeams in their tracks
Time can just go on without me
I'll give all my hours back
And just stay with you in that moment
That's all I wanna do
Whats the point in having a future
If I cannot have you?

ok..umm..ill make one up..

Im so freakin pissed
i kicked my dog today
you wouldnt give me a kiss
you told me to go away

im so freakin angry
i knocked over the desk
you wouldnt make love to me
or let me touch your chest

im so freakin mad
i kicked all of my walls
you wouldnt respond to none of my texts
or answere any of my calls

im so freakin mad
but theres nothing i can do
you left me here alone
so i just have to act a fool

[font=Times New Roman]Rubber Band (Anger Poem)

Falling out again.
Spewing venomous words.
In a last effort to see--
who I can hurt before they hurt me.

A tension growing inside--
the frontal lobe of my mind.
I want take the ice pick and shove in my eye.
It cause me to be both--
Numb & Dumb
Healed & Blind.

Self-diagnosis, self-medicating.
Take the pain, the tension, the rupturing pain away.
Take it out with a bang.
Like a shotgun, back of the head-- No pain, no gain.
The end, shut it all out before it's too late.

Too late--
It's too late--
It's winding, tighter and tighter.
Tighter and tighter still.
I want to be better.
Stop saying mean things.
Stop aggravating me.
Stop pushing me to my limit.
I have one--
It doesn't matter how many months it's been.
Or who you are--
Mother
Father
Friend
Boyfriend

The only one whose been saved from my rage.
This demonic manifestation locked inside of a cage.
Is my son, he is the only one.
Too small to push me to the point that I snap.
And as he gets older, I hope, beg and pray.
That it never, ever comes to that.

Cause that's the day I will end my life.
The day I rise a hand to my child.

But for now the tension grows.
The mental strain rises.
And I try to tell you to stop.
Tears sliding down my cheeks.
I tell you to "Shut up!"

Do you really think I'm saying it for my health?
I'm saying it for yours-- Not mine.
You're the one in danger.
You're the one that'll get hurt.
And what does that gain?
The statifaction of having another bruise on your arm--
Another mark to associate with my name.

But still you keep going.
And the tension keeps winding.
Winding and winding.
Tighter and tighter.
Keep going--
C'mon--
Bring it on--
You brought this on yourself.
I tried to warn you.
Tried to get you to understand.

That you have to stop tightening my anger.
Because eventually it can't be tightened anymore.
Don't you understand?
If you keep tightening something that can't be wound--
It won't be you laughing at the end.
Why don't you understand?
That you can only tighten it so far.
Until finally--

You snap the rubber band.


*This poem is on a reading list but it is also my best anger poem that I have so when I saw the change of rules I decided to switch the first anger poem I had entered in here and enter this one in here instead, I hope that isn't a problem.

- Paige Rider