Submissions by juvikid (Juvi LaPorte)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Writing is my path to immortality
SONG LYRICS
Published
14th Dec 2009 8:00am
14th Dec 2009 8:00am
the way I am Cont'd
Sometimes I just Feel Like my best friend, I wanna be Left Dead
And not deal with the bullshit they will spread
Like "Oh, Im Righteous and Catholic" a Racist a Fascist, uses Church to hide all the Bad Shit
Ever so silently, Sorrow surrounds, And the Reaper hears his beeper Repeating the sounds
Of those lost to the ground, as they claw for the Crown,
trailing my words till they're lost in the nouns, then they talk like they know,
but they are so far gone, so far from the truth, no need for alarm
They say my words are so mystic, so vague and...
And not deal with the bullshit they will spread
Like "Oh, Im Righteous and Catholic" a Racist a Fascist, uses Church to hide all the Bad Shit
Ever so silently, Sorrow surrounds, And the Reaper hears his beeper Repeating the sounds
Of those lost to the ground, as they claw for the Crown,
trailing my words till they're lost in the nouns, then they talk like they know,
but they are so far gone, so far from the truth, no need for alarm
They say my words are so mystic, so vague and...
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Dec 2009 5:58am
9th Dec 2009 5:58am
Narcotic Lust
In this Dream like World
I'm lost with this girl
She swoons to my every touch
Until we are lost in a spiral of lust
In her eyes I can feel no Pain
Im my eyes she can see no shame
With her love, I have no fear
Its a call that always draws me near
With her, my last days I will spend
Love from the beginning, and love to the end
I'm lost with this girl
She swoons to my every touch
Until we are lost in a spiral of lust
In her eyes I can feel no Pain
Im my eyes she can see no shame
With her love, I have no fear
Its a call that always draws me near
With her, my last days I will spend
Love from the beginning, and love to the end
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Dec 2009 6:04am
8th Dec 2009 6:04am
Invaders Must Die
It seems that in this generation we have an evolution of the "Poser".
for now we will call this entity a Lame. in decades past this
individual would be known as a "Jive Turkey", "Sucka" "Loser" etc. But
now I can't help but think that in this day and age it has become the
norm to adopt the role of the lame. Why you ask? because it's easy, if
one chooses to blend into what is accepted and popular all the time, it
takes the pressure off the brain (being that it doesn't have to think
for itself). some lames still find...
for now we will call this entity a Lame. in decades past this
individual would be known as a "Jive Turkey", "Sucka" "Loser" etc. But
now I can't help but think that in this day and age it has become the
norm to adopt the role of the lame. Why you ask? because it's easy, if
one chooses to blend into what is accepted and popular all the time, it
takes the pressure off the brain (being that it doesn't have to think
for itself). some lames still find...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
8th Dec 2009 5:57am
8th Dec 2009 5:57am
A Quick Joint
Insanity becomes the norm in my mind's eye
Mentally I try to match height with the Sky
Sour is the scent, it tickles on the brain
Omnipresent is its essence as it alleviates the pain
Heavy Coughs Follow, A side effect of fun
Inhaling slow and deep until my head feels spun
Grunge Rock Blaring out of My iTunes Playlist
Hippies Had it Right, Love is the greatest
Mentally I try to match height with the Sky
Sour is the scent, it tickles on the brain
Omnipresent is its essence as it alleviates the pain
Heavy Coughs Follow, A side effect of fun
Inhaling slow and deep until my head feels spun
Grunge Rock Blaring out of My iTunes Playlist
Hippies Had it Right, Love is the greatest
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ANGER POEM
Published
7th Dec 2009 6:05am
7th Dec 2009 6:05am
Ink Drips Nagasaki (B4 the reprise)
Writer's Block is a disease without a Cure, A question without an answer
I feel Sicker Than Syphilis Crossed with long term cancer
Still expected to emerge, for I am held to higher standards
The Pad & Pen Chancellor, The Faith Of the Atheist
The Craziest, I Reign Supreme Amongst these Homo-Sapiens,
I thought about the lame ones, this won't turn out well for them,
1st it's Pain, then It's Death, Then It's Straight to Hell For them,
The Mind of an Alchemist * The Vision Of a Demi-God
The Love Of a Witch + the Voice of...
I feel Sicker Than Syphilis Crossed with long term cancer
Still expected to emerge, for I am held to higher standards
The Pad & Pen Chancellor, The Faith Of the Atheist
The Craziest, I Reign Supreme Amongst these Homo-Sapiens,
I thought about the lame ones, this won't turn out well for them,
1st it's Pain, then It's Death, Then It's Straight to Hell For them,
The Mind of an Alchemist * The Vision Of a Demi-God
The Love Of a Witch + the Voice of...
811 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Dec 2009 5:48am
7th Dec 2009 5:48am
Gabriel Gray's Anatomy
The last Villain in here, my versatility has been feared,
I come equipped with that necessary gear, that is uniquely engineered
to leave you weeping for you peers, your tears is the price you pay for living on this sphere,
I let them act fly, to bring them down like Aaliyah,
Revolution of the Righteous you can call me Rebel Leader
The Commander of the Squadron, Shows no mercy, gives no leeway
And demonstrates why Crocodile Hunters can't beat a sting ray,
I will never walk for Cheesecake, trade in fame for my Dignity?
I'd...
I come equipped with that necessary gear, that is uniquely engineered
to leave you weeping for you peers, your tears is the price you pay for living on this sphere,
I let them act fly, to bring them down like Aaliyah,
Revolution of the Righteous you can call me Rebel Leader
The Commander of the Squadron, Shows no mercy, gives no leeway
And demonstrates why Crocodile Hunters can't beat a sting ray,
I will never walk for Cheesecake, trade in fame for my Dignity?
I'd...
946 reads
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SONG LYRICS
Published
6th Dec 2009 5:51am
6th Dec 2009 5:51am
The Way I Am
I sit back with this pad, and this pen, and This dime,
And this Dutch, roll a blunt, Take a Puff, And I Rhyme,
In the time that it takes you to think of a line
To retort with, Mis-fortune, It bleeds from my mind,
With Caution proceed, or a curve in your Spine,
Will follow when mouth keep runnin all the time,
The Hollows will follow the sound of the 9
the Bell tolls for thee , Just follow the Chime,
Just follow the sound to the back of the hearse,
to your true origins, for your flesh is the Dirt ...
And this Dutch, roll a blunt, Take a Puff, And I Rhyme,
In the time that it takes you to think of a line
To retort with, Mis-fortune, It bleeds from my mind,
With Caution proceed, or a curve in your Spine,
Will follow when mouth keep runnin all the time,
The Hollows will follow the sound of the 9
the Bell tolls for thee , Just follow the Chime,
Just follow the sound to the back of the hearse,
to your true origins, for your flesh is the Dirt ...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
6th Dec 2009 5:49am
6th Dec 2009 5:49am
Fall From Grace
I speak for those Chosen, My Cries are international
The Liaison for the seekers of the Accurate and Masterful,
envisioning a Dynasty where Thy Rule is Absolute,
No Mercy for impostures who lack the Skills and Lack the tools
They lack the Motivation, Intelligence, Durability
Adept Versatility, Projection of Vivid Imagery
Is what I deliver when I work Wicked Lyrical Wizardry
Translate my Misery With this Pen Explicitly
the Epitome of mystery, Do you really wanna deal with Me?
Do you really wanna force my hand,...
The Liaison for the seekers of the Accurate and Masterful,
envisioning a Dynasty where Thy Rule is Absolute,
No Mercy for impostures who lack the Skills and Lack the tools
They lack the Motivation, Intelligence, Durability
Adept Versatility, Projection of Vivid Imagery
Is what I deliver when I work Wicked Lyrical Wizardry
Translate my Misery With this Pen Explicitly
the Epitome of mystery, Do you really wanna deal with Me?
Do you really wanna force my hand,...
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Dec 2009 00:51am
5th Dec 2009 00:51am
Black Scrying Mirror
Within the walls of my mind, These eyes they flip sides
With the rhythm of the Ocean, each line shifts the tides
It's Controlled Chaos, Method and Mayhem,
Intelligent Insanity, Vegetarian Bacon.
Which that is old appears new to me, sickened with immunity
dressed in robes of nudity, Stillness is what moves me.
Take flight like a Tiger, Walk like a Shark
Swim through the air and read in the Dark,
if she can wink with her lips, I can smile with my eyes
shake hands with her hips, then talk to her thighs,
...
With the rhythm of the Ocean, each line shifts the tides
It's Controlled Chaos, Method and Mayhem,
Intelligent Insanity, Vegetarian Bacon.
Which that is old appears new to me, sickened with immunity
dressed in robes of nudity, Stillness is what moves me.
Take flight like a Tiger, Walk like a Shark
Swim through the air and read in the Dark,
if she can wink with her lips, I can smile with my eyes
shake hands with her hips, then talk to her thighs,
...
949 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
5th Dec 2009 00:49am
5th Dec 2009 00:49am
Ink drips again (hiroshima reprise)
My Mind Races Figure 8's, People here we go again,
Trapped in this zone, of my own, alone I'm going in
I put rest to the Ocean Flow, I heard that's what made them Sick
Feeble minds are dying, You can Blame it On my Penmanship
I got a Natural Fire you can Blame it On my Heritage
Doing What I Wanna, Thank my Parents for the Negligence
My Spell Craft is Effortless, For I am a Medium of Energy
Destroy a Mortal's Brain like the effects of Methamphetamines
Higher Echelon, Descendant Of Prestigious Pedigree
Those...
Trapped in this zone, of my own, alone I'm going in
I put rest to the Ocean Flow, I heard that's what made them Sick
Feeble minds are dying, You can Blame it On my Penmanship
I got a Natural Fire you can Blame it On my Heritage
Doing What I Wanna, Thank my Parents for the Negligence
My Spell Craft is Effortless, For I am a Medium of Energy
Destroy a Mortal's Brain like the effects of Methamphetamines
Higher Echelon, Descendant Of Prestigious Pedigree
Those...
860 reads
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