Submissions by Hallucinostic
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"PEACE and LOVE" is my ever groovy slogan..... and then some.
Live
Keep your distance away from the razor.
You don't really want to do this, I know.
Shed all tears, shed out time, seek the meaning.
A child, though a wayward, has a right here to stay.
The world did hurt you.
Scars and burns tell no lie.
And it's harder to heal the wounds within.
The ghost still haunts you,
for the years and the tears you did hide.
But they don't know it.
Make them all know it.
Live.
If in the morrow there's still sorrow, I will be there.
I don't mind if he saves some for me.
I'll be your candle even if the...
You don't really want to do this, I know.
Shed all tears, shed out time, seek the meaning.
A child, though a wayward, has a right here to stay.
The world did hurt you.
Scars and burns tell no lie.
And it's harder to heal the wounds within.
The ghost still haunts you,
for the years and the tears you did hide.
But they don't know it.
Make them all know it.
Live.
If in the morrow there's still sorrow, I will be there.
I don't mind if he saves some for me.
I'll be your candle even if the...
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Invisible
You've seen it all fall down,
when you're with me.
Don't blame it on yourself,
we'll make them all believe.
That we can rebuild a world,
and leave it all behind.
We'll sing our songs aloud,
and show they're oh so blind.
Your sadness comes and goes,
and comes back home again.
We'll rummage through the wreck,
and look for all we can mend.
I'll be hearing you,
neither of us needs a change.
Be seeing better days,
and reading the same page.
I know our visions clash,
we see nevertheless.
Remember all your past,...
when you're with me.
Don't blame it on yourself,
we'll make them all believe.
That we can rebuild a world,
and leave it all behind.
We'll sing our songs aloud,
and show they're oh so blind.
Your sadness comes and goes,
and comes back home again.
We'll rummage through the wreck,
and look for all we can mend.
I'll be hearing you,
neither of us needs a change.
Be seeing better days,
and reading the same page.
I know our visions clash,
we see nevertheless.
Remember all your past,...
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B/W
It seems as though,
he really wants to know what "life" is,
what it's all about.
Laid so low,
in the afterglow of his mourning.
A boy in shame,
each day's the same,
all his morrows are binded by sorrow.
"Comfort me", this he said to me in his silence.
Created a free world,
there he can never be so alone,
always intoned.
In a reverie where even "Misery" smiles at him.
He really wanna understand why?
If a blind man can see,
why can't he feel that he's been living in colours.
If this can never be, ...
he really wants to know what "life" is,
what it's all about.
Laid so low,
in the afterglow of his mourning.
A boy in shame,
each day's the same,
all his morrows are binded by sorrow.
"Comfort me", this he said to me in his silence.
Created a free world,
there he can never be so alone,
always intoned.
In a reverie where even "Misery" smiles at him.
He really wanna understand why?
If a blind man can see,
why can't he feel that he's been living in colours.
If this can never be, ...
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Sympathy
He waged a war with the world,
somehow he really wants to change it.
Those things that left him feeling cold,
tells him to be so cynical.
Can we blame him for the way that he feels?
Somehow we're very much like him.
Can you see him in you?
Can you see him?
She said goodbye to the world,
she's a girl with a dumb-blonde hair-do.
Took a lot of pills, did the works,
so sick and tired of being lonely.
Can we blame her for the way that she feels?
Somehow we're very much like her.
Have you seen her?
She never lived...
somehow he really wants to change it.
Those things that left him feeling cold,
tells him to be so cynical.
Can we blame him for the way that he feels?
Somehow we're very much like him.
Can you see him in you?
Can you see him?
She said goodbye to the world,
she's a girl with a dumb-blonde hair-do.
Took a lot of pills, did the works,
so sick and tired of being lonely.
Can we blame her for the way that she feels?
Somehow we're very much like her.
Have you seen her?
She never lived...
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