Submissions by Raindog
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a troubled person who writes about troubling subjects and it seems to make me feel better when I do so , so thanks for your support .
SONG LYRICS
Published
1st Oct 2015 2:19am
1st Oct 2015 2:19am
f**k the poor fleas ,NWA song written by my dog
Yo Fuck them damn fleas coming straight from underground .A young puppy got it bad cause I'm brown .Im not another color and so they say I stink ,My owner be demanding the authority but he still keeps ignoring me .But fuck that shit cause Im not the one to be walked by a dumb mother fucker that keeps trying to make me run ,I get beaten on and they pull my tail , I'll eat all the wood in his home and put the house up for sale.See they want to euthanize me cause I bit a teenager ,he loves cats and he's just hater. They be Stepping on my paws , spraying me with da watta , thinking every puppies...
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Mar 2014 1:50am
11th Mar 2014 1:50am
More of the same
I'm from never never land where ya can't and you wont , where ya die hard and your sprite rises like smoke , where all you want is a yes and all you get is a don't , it's hard as fuck when you constantly broke .keeping your nose In coke or getting smacked with the dope , your next in line your last on the rope .
When I was young I was told just do it , so I did it , I done it ,I git it , I got it , unlocked it and cocked it then put my finger on the trigger and In your face i popped it and before I ran like Al I droped it ,ya see my temper is short like John bobbit this world is a liqueur...
When I was young I was told just do it , so I did it , I done it ,I git it , I got it , unlocked it and cocked it then put my finger on the trigger and In your face i popped it and before I ran like Al I droped it ,ya see my temper is short like John bobbit this world is a liqueur...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
11th Sep 2013 10:42pm
11th Sep 2013 10:42pm
Lies
Do you want to get lied to ? Spend big money on nothing how about trading skins with a goat . How about walking in the fire and singing numbers,would you like to break your teeth chewing on fractions ? do you want to resurrect a mummy .How about eating wheaties to live forever and loot the Vatican and jump up to space .
I stuck my head into a mouse trap today what have you done today ? Can you get lost going nowhere to only then get stopped by a honest cop .If I lost my mind could you find it and do you know that you can get pregnant by a vampire then drift off into the smoke . ...
I stuck my head into a mouse trap today what have you done today ? Can you get lost going nowhere to only then get stopped by a honest cop .If I lost my mind could you find it and do you know that you can get pregnant by a vampire then drift off into the smoke . ...
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STORY POEM
Published
5th Sep 2013 2:10am
5th Sep 2013 2:10am
Cats
Cambodian nannies knit paper caskets for kids that do the arachnid doo wop , be square to be there it's all that and it's all so fair and it will also make you grow back all that lost hair.
In the jungles and in the vines lives a soft pot of soup to free your minds go on forth and ignore the signs cause for a fifth of a penny they will surly rip out your spine , season your soul and throw you in the the salty brine , so do your best to walk that line .
I'm the first one at the end of the line , because the beginning is the end and ill explain should you have the time. You see the end...
In the jungles and in the vines lives a soft pot of soup to free your minds go on forth and ignore the signs cause for a fifth of a penny they will surly rip out your spine , season your soul and throw you in the the salty brine , so do your best to walk that line .
I'm the first one at the end of the line , because the beginning is the end and ill explain should you have the time. You see the end...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
4th Sep 2013 9:50pm
4th Sep 2013 9:50pm
Thelema
Heart of a poet and tongue of snake a head like a hawk and his wife is in outer space .
To server and strive for the ones of the star and the snake to my true will is all I can say .
For I am lost in the night of infinite pain: no hope: no God: no resurrection: no end: I fall: I fear.
Yet I keep my head up for the end must be near .
I am the one who was lost in the garden looking for all the answers and for someone to give me a pardon .
I seek the knowledge and strive for the path of the enlightened I Long for the fruit and the love of Ra Hoor Khuit .
I take wines and...
To server and strive for the ones of the star and the snake to my true will is all I can say .
For I am lost in the night of infinite pain: no hope: no God: no resurrection: no end: I fall: I fear.
Yet I keep my head up for the end must be near .
I am the one who was lost in the garden looking for all the answers and for someone to give me a pardon .
I seek the knowledge and strive for the path of the enlightened I Long for the fruit and the love of Ra Hoor Khuit .
I take wines and...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2013 6:57am
3rd Sep 2013 6:57am
Moons
I try very hard to please the monkey .
Stranded on the planet of the apes and I got no money .
In the poppy fields the milk flows like honey.
I am in the darkest place on earth that remains sunny .
Come hither I'm burning up in the cold of winter .
From the deep dark corners I gather my diner.
I am back in from out of control.
I been hearing gossip about selling my soul.
I have murdered my inner child .
I seek the dark realms so vile.
I am not yourself lately .
I can now see for miles .
I am seeing triple .
I'm late for...
Stranded on the planet of the apes and I got no money .
In the poppy fields the milk flows like honey.
I am in the darkest place on earth that remains sunny .
Come hither I'm burning up in the cold of winter .
From the deep dark corners I gather my diner.
I am back in from out of control.
I been hearing gossip about selling my soul.
I have murdered my inner child .
I seek the dark realms so vile.
I am not yourself lately .
I can now see for miles .
I am seeing triple .
I'm late for...
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LOVE POEM
Published
17th Aug 2013 6:39am
17th Aug 2013 6:39am
Anna
Anna
I lose myself In her million miles of round
eyes and the deep seas of her long kisses and touch .
With all my might I ward off her tears and get Lost in her leaping laughter and bath in her pools love and never fear.
I immortalize her in this electric paper and shatter the cookie cutters so I can amuse my muse later .
She thrives in all that touch for all is pure and void of all the ills except only the unselfish lust .
In all that in this world is uneasy and everything seems to go bust , but in this one Thing that is truly true and in her love...
I lose myself In her million miles of round
eyes and the deep seas of her long kisses and touch .
With all my might I ward off her tears and get Lost in her leaping laughter and bath in her pools love and never fear.
I immortalize her in this electric paper and shatter the cookie cutters so I can amuse my muse later .
She thrives in all that touch for all is pure and void of all the ills except only the unselfish lust .
In all that in this world is uneasy and everything seems to go bust , but in this one Thing that is truly true and in her love...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
26th Jul 2013 5:30pm
26th Jul 2013 5:30pm
Crack
I'm the master blaster hit seeker ,straight geeker cooking crack up in the beaker yes I'm the one who stole your stereo speakers.
I cook it all down so you can throw up cash , you fence leaper,non sleeper, seven Am creeper ,window peeper who only function is to see her .
Maybe there is a miss understanding in the Florida sucker sun walking with them cookies and that plastic gun cause this rock is what I have to run .
I need more dope men who have amnesia , the ones that don't know how to count and a little slow and are happy to see you.
I need people who don't make me...
I cook it all down so you can throw up cash , you fence leaper,non sleeper, seven Am creeper ,window peeper who only function is to see her .
Maybe there is a miss understanding in the Florida sucker sun walking with them cookies and that plastic gun cause this rock is what I have to run .
I need more dope men who have amnesia , the ones that don't know how to count and a little slow and are happy to see you.
I need people who don't make me...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
26th Jul 2013 8:14am
26th Jul 2013 8:14am
77 south
Will this kill me , I hope it will , read between the lines my hopes nil.
I swerve around the curve and bound to learn my lesson.
Tying off with my seat belt , on the dashboard is my smith and Weston.
I'm on a inebriated travelog , the whereabouts are unknown.
Will I kill another driver , can i kill myself ,will I ever make it home.
I'm a highway killer , my gears are in suicide.
Come on in its either ride or die .
I don't need no maps and definitely no GPS thank god they can't smell heroin and crack on my breath .
But I don't even need to breath man and I...
I swerve around the curve and bound to learn my lesson.
Tying off with my seat belt , on the dashboard is my smith and Weston.
I'm on a inebriated travelog , the whereabouts are unknown.
Will I kill another driver , can i kill myself ,will I ever make it home.
I'm a highway killer , my gears are in suicide.
Come on in its either ride or die .
I don't need no maps and definitely no GPS thank god they can't smell heroin and crack on my breath .
But I don't even need to breath man and I...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Jul 2013 6:25am
21st Jul 2013 6:25am
Sides
I'm drawing a line in the sand this sides yours this sides mine It will all be worked out in due time.
I have been blinded by right and what's wrong by what I have and what is gone .
What is weak and what is strong and what is short and what is long .
Between what is a poem and what is a song from what is safe to what can harm.
I'm creeping in the bushes and behind silent pushes bouncing between blueberry haze and purple kushes.
I'm serching for what is lost and what is found from what is in the sky and what's on the ground .
What is feline and what is hound finding...
I have been blinded by right and what's wrong by what I have and what is gone .
What is weak and what is strong and what is short and what is long .
Between what is a poem and what is a song from what is safe to what can harm.
I'm creeping in the bushes and behind silent pushes bouncing between blueberry haze and purple kushes.
I'm serching for what is lost and what is found from what is in the sky and what's on the ground .
What is feline and what is hound finding...
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Jul 2013 6:12am
21st Jul 2013 6:12am
Lover
Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours and hours turned to days and now once a week we both share the shower .
See she loves me and I bet it all that its all true she picks me up when I'm feeling down and turns me every color except blue. I like to see the love in her face and her figure I trace we are never apart and we live in a small space even though some days there's trouble but all in the end there is never no hate .
I will love her till my heart stops beating ,my blood stops flowing and the air I stop breathing .
I wish she would believe this and that I...
See she loves me and I bet it all that its all true she picks me up when I'm feeling down and turns me every color except blue. I like to see the love in her face and her figure I trace we are never apart and we live in a small space even though some days there's trouble but all in the end there is never no hate .
I will love her till my heart stops beating ,my blood stops flowing and the air I stop breathing .
I wish she would believe this and that I...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
9th Jul 2013 5:06am
9th Jul 2013 5:06am
Carnival
I wish I could sell you my dreams .
May you get lost in the fury of winter .
Frozen In your brittle anger .
In the sewers one day we all may float .
They all float down hear .
Down deeper in this mysterious gloom .
I wish this one day it may pass.
I spend all my days terrified by reality.
Constantly dodging all the cosmic debris.
I am patiently waiting for the bottom to fall out .
Being driven up the wall I hope to fall and break my neck.
When will this all stop I can't say .
All I know Is that it was there before me .
The needle was...
May you get lost in the fury of winter .
Frozen In your brittle anger .
In the sewers one day we all may float .
They all float down hear .
Down deeper in this mysterious gloom .
I wish this one day it may pass.
I spend all my days terrified by reality.
Constantly dodging all the cosmic debris.
I am patiently waiting for the bottom to fall out .
Being driven up the wall I hope to fall and break my neck.
When will this all stop I can't say .
All I know Is that it was there before me .
The needle was...
658 reads
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