Submissions by Jonnydank
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Jan 2014 3:36am
28th Jan 2014 3:36am
What Is This Thing Called Love
Love is a force of nature.
However much we may want it.
We can not command it.
Or demand it.
It's never been for sell.
Some say love lives in the moon.
Stars and the wind.
And it's rain has a certain smell.
As it's felt.
We may have some limited ability.
To change it.
But we do at the risk of upsetting it.
Where we stand.
It lives in an ecological balance.
We can never fully understand.
It's not a DNA strand.
Strangely enough.
We can stage it's seduction.
Mount it with a courtship.
Like a glove.
But the result...
However much we may want it.
We can not command it.
Or demand it.
It's never been for sell.
Some say love lives in the moon.
Stars and the wind.
And it's rain has a certain smell.
As it's felt.
We may have some limited ability.
To change it.
But we do at the risk of upsetting it.
Where we stand.
It lives in an ecological balance.
We can never fully understand.
It's not a DNA strand.
Strangely enough.
We can stage it's seduction.
Mount it with a courtship.
Like a glove.
But the result...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
28th Jan 2014 2:32am
28th Jan 2014 2:32am
You & I
Yeaaaaah.
I know who you are.
Hiding inside my brain.
But you ain't me.
I grasp my throat.
So you can't breath.
I close my eyes.
So that you won't see.
What's becoming.
Yes of me.
Yeaaaaah.
I know your my conscience.
Twisting on my heart.
Hoping it'll bleed.
I'll tear you out.
To weaken sympathy.
I won't go on living.
While you run a spree.
Your becoming.
Like my disease.
I sacrifice.
It all for you.
But know.
It's time for me.
Shut up.
Don't speak.
Be quite.
I know what's...
I know who you are.
Hiding inside my brain.
But you ain't me.
I grasp my throat.
So you can't breath.
I close my eyes.
So that you won't see.
What's becoming.
Yes of me.
Yeaaaaah.
I know your my conscience.
Twisting on my heart.
Hoping it'll bleed.
I'll tear you out.
To weaken sympathy.
I won't go on living.
While you run a spree.
Your becoming.
Like my disease.
I sacrifice.
It all for you.
But know.
It's time for me.
Shut up.
Don't speak.
Be quite.
I know what's...
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ANGER POEM
Published
25th Jan 2014 5:18am
25th Jan 2014 5:18am
So f**kin Done
You can use it all you want.
You can beat it up.
Abuse the shit.
You can look it square in the eye.
Tease and taunt it.
You can let it all hang out.
Flaunt it.
You can love it, loose it.
All you want.
But you can do it all alone.
I see right through it.
I'm so fuckin done with it.
You can say all the things you want.
You can go ahead and charm it.
Smooth sweet talk.
You can put on those high heels.
Strut your walk.
Yeah it's hot.
But if you think it's better.
Then what everyone else has got.
It's fucking not....
You can beat it up.
Abuse the shit.
You can look it square in the eye.
Tease and taunt it.
You can let it all hang out.
Flaunt it.
You can love it, loose it.
All you want.
But you can do it all alone.
I see right through it.
I'm so fuckin done with it.
You can say all the things you want.
You can go ahead and charm it.
Smooth sweet talk.
You can put on those high heels.
Strut your walk.
Yeah it's hot.
But if you think it's better.
Then what everyone else has got.
It's fucking not....
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SONG LYRICS
Published
25th Jan 2014 4:07am
25th Jan 2014 4:07am
Pen Ink & Hammer 2
I shimmer the shamour.
Behind hood of a rapper.
Once undisguised.
You'll see I'm the master.
Of a pen.
Built like a hammer.
"Hammer"
As beats start to splatter.
In graceful disaster.
Nailing the pitch.
Smashing the switch
To my rhymes.
Ink has to stitch.
Into deafening grammar.
"Grammar"
Without breath of a speech.
I pick up on the slammer.
And swing with control.
Creating a breach.
Of directional blows.
Extruding it's matter.
"It's matter"
While pandering It's...
Behind hood of a rapper.
Once undisguised.
You'll see I'm the master.
Of a pen.
Built like a hammer.
"Hammer"
As beats start to splatter.
In graceful disaster.
Nailing the pitch.
Smashing the switch
To my rhymes.
Ink has to stitch.
Into deafening grammar.
"Grammar"
Without breath of a speech.
I pick up on the slammer.
And swing with control.
Creating a breach.
Of directional blows.
Extruding it's matter.
"It's matter"
While pandering It's...
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2014 10:13pm
23rd Jan 2014 10:13pm
Devils Whore
There's something in this world.
It's heart born evil and cold.
That lurks to destroy.
Our youth, the wealthy and old.
With only a hand few left.
Who'll fight for heavens door.
These few will never wear the mark
Of the wicked devils whore.
Ha-ha-ha.
Yes, I will deceive you.
Lie and fool you.
But I'm evil born.
Of an unknown place.
And my honesty for being true.
Will not be your saving grace.
I am so dishonest that I can't have.
Just one skin within one face.
You will all parish.
Ever woman, man, child and race....
It's heart born evil and cold.
That lurks to destroy.
Our youth, the wealthy and old.
With only a hand few left.
Who'll fight for heavens door.
These few will never wear the mark
Of the wicked devils whore.
Ha-ha-ha.
Yes, I will deceive you.
Lie and fool you.
But I'm evil born.
Of an unknown place.
And my honesty for being true.
Will not be your saving grace.
I am so dishonest that I can't have.
Just one skin within one face.
You will all parish.
Ever woman, man, child and race....
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SONG LYRICS
Published
23rd Jan 2014 5:20am
23rd Jan 2014 5:20am
Make Her Mine
I think I'll drive up home again.
It's been five long years.
And I sure need a friend.
I've been out of touch.
For far too long.
Putting the wheels to the blacktop.
Going back where I belong.
(Chorus)
I've got five hundred miles behind me.
Five hundred still to go.
Me and the radio.
We really rock-n-roll.
Going back to the beginning.
There's a girl I gotta find.
Going back to the city.
I've gotta make her mine.
Make her mine.
Left that girl one dark night.
Many years ago.
She said I'd have no future....
It's been five long years.
And I sure need a friend.
I've been out of touch.
For far too long.
Putting the wheels to the blacktop.
Going back where I belong.
(Chorus)
I've got five hundred miles behind me.
Five hundred still to go.
Me and the radio.
We really rock-n-roll.
Going back to the beginning.
There's a girl I gotta find.
Going back to the city.
I've gotta make her mine.
Make her mine.
Left that girl one dark night.
Many years ago.
She said I'd have no future....
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Jan 2014 5:21am
19th Jan 2014 5:21am
Thats Life
First day I was born.
Was the youngest.
The last born of five.
Been through all the bumps and grinds.
Been back and forth.
Around the block .. a few times.
Been almost murdered, stabbed.
Shot .. almost died.
But I'm still here alive .. doing fine.
Grew up way to fast.
Started at thirteen.
Going on twenty five.
Once upon a time .. ago.
Other boys fought boys.
But I fought men .. so we'd survive.
What's a boy to do.
When he's in a fight.
I could really dished it out.
But I could take it too.
The blackened eyes.
I...
Was the youngest.
The last born of five.
Been through all the bumps and grinds.
Been back and forth.
Around the block .. a few times.
Been almost murdered, stabbed.
Shot .. almost died.
But I'm still here alive .. doing fine.
Grew up way to fast.
Started at thirteen.
Going on twenty five.
Once upon a time .. ago.
Other boys fought boys.
But I fought men .. so we'd survive.
What's a boy to do.
When he's in a fight.
I could really dished it out.
But I could take it too.
The blackened eyes.
I...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
19th Jan 2014 4:59am
19th Jan 2014 4:59am
Fantasy
Your my fantasy.
Your handsome.
And understated.
Those manly looks.
And tight body.
Never have I thought.
It's been over rated.
When I see you.
I'm excited.
Ever single inch you taste.
My body shakes and shivers.
When that smile falls.
Upon your sexy face.
Oooh.
Your my only fantasy.
So make it real.
Your my only fantasy.
To touch and feel.
Your my only fantasy.
Fantasy .. Fantasy.
Oh baby .. just one kiss.
Could seal the deal.
I'm falling.
Head over heels.
The heart you...
Your handsome.
And understated.
Those manly looks.
And tight body.
Never have I thought.
It's been over rated.
When I see you.
I'm excited.
Ever single inch you taste.
My body shakes and shivers.
When that smile falls.
Upon your sexy face.
Oooh.
Your my only fantasy.
So make it real.
Your my only fantasy.
To touch and feel.
Your my only fantasy.
Fantasy .. Fantasy.
Oh baby .. just one kiss.
Could seal the deal.
I'm falling.
Head over heels.
The heart you...
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STORY POEM
Published
18th Jan 2014 6:45am
18th Jan 2014 6:45am
Deadly Case of Lust
She was a body of twisted kisses.
A deadly case of Deja Vu.
Hypnotized by her lusty redened lips.
There was nothing else I could do.
She was a petite buxom temptress.
I, a mountain of a man.
With scowling eyes of menace.
But she froze me stone cold silent.
In my blackened tooth grin.
That diva was a professional.
She was a wrecking ball of sin.
I was sweating bullets.
At the edge of her darkness.
My life in her hands.
As she feed off my strapping carcous.
And it was fatal attraction.
Bringing me one step closer to death.
And...
A deadly case of Deja Vu.
Hypnotized by her lusty redened lips.
There was nothing else I could do.
She was a petite buxom temptress.
I, a mountain of a man.
With scowling eyes of menace.
But she froze me stone cold silent.
In my blackened tooth grin.
That diva was a professional.
She was a wrecking ball of sin.
I was sweating bullets.
At the edge of her darkness.
My life in her hands.
As she feed off my strapping carcous.
And it was fatal attraction.
Bringing me one step closer to death.
And...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Jan 2014 10:38am
6th Jan 2014 10:38am
My Pen Hammers
I shimmer in glamour.
With a pen.
Built like a hammer.
Nailing the pitch.
Flipping the switch.
To rhymes.
My ink has to stitch.
Into deafening grammar.
Without a speech.
Let go of controls.
In a direction.
That nobody knows.
While it panders.
It's a nitch.
That's how I write this shit.
Pardon the candor.
My pen always clammers.
To dabble in space.
On paper.
Impossible to trace.
On a gamble.
While etching a face.
The lines.
Form lasting taste.
With only words I've rambled.
...
With a pen.
Built like a hammer.
Nailing the pitch.
Flipping the switch.
To rhymes.
My ink has to stitch.
Into deafening grammar.
Without a speech.
Let go of controls.
In a direction.
That nobody knows.
While it panders.
It's a nitch.
That's how I write this shit.
Pardon the candor.
My pen always clammers.
To dabble in space.
On paper.
Impossible to trace.
On a gamble.
While etching a face.
The lines.
Form lasting taste.
With only words I've rambled.
...
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STORY POEM
Published
6th Jan 2014 3:29am
6th Jan 2014 3:29am
DreamCapades
Rain drops fall blessed from heaven.
The day pours over to dawn.
While loneliness warms up to be read.
The light weakens to be gone.
Night falls heavy into starry bed.
The curious full moon kisses the night.
Now my dreams start escaping out of my head.
As they land running across the sheets.
Stealing the hazel green of my eyes.
Hypnotized by their own chattering feet.
Shadows start dancing their song.
It's only the first teasing.
Of unforseen invisible light.
And the story grows long.
Subconscious has finally been awakened.
From it's...
The day pours over to dawn.
While loneliness warms up to be read.
The light weakens to be gone.
Night falls heavy into starry bed.
The curious full moon kisses the night.
Now my dreams start escaping out of my head.
As they land running across the sheets.
Stealing the hazel green of my eyes.
Hypnotized by their own chattering feet.
Shadows start dancing their song.
It's only the first teasing.
Of unforseen invisible light.
And the story grows long.
Subconscious has finally been awakened.
From it's...
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DARK POEM
Published
29th Dec 2013 8:05am
29th Dec 2013 8:05am
Dead or Alive.
I've, picked all of my bone.
Sharpened all my jagged teeth.
I'm a blood baths slur.
Dead or alive, it sometimes come twice.
My bodies a disease.
It crumbles pieces to dust.
Laying waste in it's blur.
Cutting all losses to life.
Dead man walking, bleeding the knife.
Livings just death to survive.
I lived in total darkness.
Eaten all the scrambling mice.
So dam rotten the fur.
My only friends the maggots.
Said, listen to our blinded advice.
Eat flesh in the night.
Alter egos searching of cure.
Never speaking a word to the wise....
Sharpened all my jagged teeth.
I'm a blood baths slur.
Dead or alive, it sometimes come twice.
My bodies a disease.
It crumbles pieces to dust.
Laying waste in it's blur.
Cutting all losses to life.
Dead man walking, bleeding the knife.
Livings just death to survive.
I lived in total darkness.
Eaten all the scrambling mice.
So dam rotten the fur.
My only friends the maggots.
Said, listen to our blinded advice.
Eat flesh in the night.
Alter egos searching of cure.
Never speaking a word to the wise....
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