Submissions by krayziilox
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2010 00:16am
22nd Feb 2010 00:16am
My Nightmare's Constitution
We the People of the United States, in order to form a more perfect Union
Condemn those who differ from us in every way.
We the people scratch at the skin of the hightide
Which comes to wash us clean.
Dry, our land stands on sands and sands of burnt flesh
So that we may rejoice in our tyranny.
The nights are so quiet now and the stars burn red with anger.
She sits on my brow awaiting the day i open my eyes and finally see the world for who she really is:
A fun loving circut who rolls in the meadows on her own.
"The blood," she screams,...
Condemn those who differ from us in every way.
We the people scratch at the skin of the hightide
Which comes to wash us clean.
Dry, our land stands on sands and sands of burnt flesh
So that we may rejoice in our tyranny.
The nights are so quiet now and the stars burn red with anger.
She sits on my brow awaiting the day i open my eyes and finally see the world for who she really is:
A fun loving circut who rolls in the meadows on her own.
"The blood," she screams,...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Sep 2009 11:35pm
14th Sep 2009 11:35pm
Holy Matrimony
It was your deception
That captured me.
It was your enticing love spell
That held me captive...
Or was it the seductive curves
Of your body?
The feel of your lips
Against my ears
Making my mind run wild
Was only the start.
I've studied your ways
And your rhythm was
Like an African drum
Beat under the moonlight.
I had to try you:
The melodies and
Emotion,
The movement and
Dedicated concentration
Of making you flow just right.
And thus,
Our own marvel-
Our own creation..
It was in that night
I...
That captured me.
It was your enticing love spell
That held me captive...
Or was it the seductive curves
Of your body?
The feel of your lips
Against my ears
Making my mind run wild
Was only the start.
I've studied your ways
And your rhythm was
Like an African drum
Beat under the moonlight.
I had to try you:
The melodies and
Emotion,
The movement and
Dedicated concentration
Of making you flow just right.
And thus,
Our own marvel-
Our own creation..
It was in that night
I...
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SELF POEM
Published
31st Aug 2009 10:07am
31st Aug 2009 10:07am
4D
Peer into the mirror
And tell me
Where to find me.
I slipped into
Some kind of portal
Where the 4th dimension
Is as common as
The sun sustaining life.
I turn my back for one second
And now,
Intertwinded in
An unfinished limerick,
I shiver with isolation.
And tell me
Where to find me.
I slipped into
Some kind of portal
Where the 4th dimension
Is as common as
The sun sustaining life.
I turn my back for one second
And now,
Intertwinded in
An unfinished limerick,
I shiver with isolation.
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LOVE POEM
Published
31st Aug 2009 10:04am
31st Aug 2009 10:04am
Purple Penis to Purple Rain
I know this will kill me
But willfully I take it on:
Staring down that Hurricane
Wanting it to swallow me whole.
Spinning aroung
In a vortex of ecstasy
I feel I'm in heaven.
I've already taken
Skrewdrivers to the head
And the feeling is
Hitting me all at once.
But a night in this fog
Goes to waste
As I wake up in a daze
Over a pile of vomit of
Unspoken word and unforgiveable actions.
A loss of words trying to explain why
I'm working extra hard
To dig myself out of this hole
Until you hear the crack of these...
But willfully I take it on:
Staring down that Hurricane
Wanting it to swallow me whole.
Spinning aroung
In a vortex of ecstasy
I feel I'm in heaven.
I've already taken
Skrewdrivers to the head
And the feeling is
Hitting me all at once.
But a night in this fog
Goes to waste
As I wake up in a daze
Over a pile of vomit of
Unspoken word and unforgiveable actions.
A loss of words trying to explain why
I'm working extra hard
To dig myself out of this hole
Until you hear the crack of these...
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Aug 2009 10:52am
28th Aug 2009 10:52am
You Too?
Have you ever been in love?
I have, once.
As I laid crucified on its
Soft and sweet chest,
I knew awe awaited me.
Lifting my head to peer
Into eyes I've never met,
I tightened my muscles
Awaiting the first blow.
With that, the first hit punched
And I sank further into Love.
Again, again, again.
Lovely.
But one day I relaxed,
Naively wafting on a heartbeat,
When it was just I-
Fixated on the orifice illicitness
Of good Game,
Thinking that fairy-tales exist.
Now dangling I scream, "Let me go!"
AS YOU...
I have, once.
As I laid crucified on its
Soft and sweet chest,
I knew awe awaited me.
Lifting my head to peer
Into eyes I've never met,
I tightened my muscles
Awaiting the first blow.
With that, the first hit punched
And I sank further into Love.
Again, again, again.
Lovely.
But one day I relaxed,
Naively wafting on a heartbeat,
When it was just I-
Fixated on the orifice illicitness
Of good Game,
Thinking that fairy-tales exist.
Now dangling I scream, "Let me go!"
AS YOU...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Aug 2009 2:58am
27th Aug 2009 2:58am
Surrealism
I'd stand on
My own shoulders and
Try to grab my feelings
From the clouds.
I long to hold Compassion
In my own hands
And rock it to sleep.
When it wakes up,
We can play catch
With the earth.
We'll play hide and seek
Between milky ways,
Dodging stars that
Don't compare to your eyes.
Father time yells, "Noon!"
And we'll munch on
The sweet notes made
From the beat of my
Own drum.
We can invite Happiness
And let Oblivion get
Some fresh air.
Wake me up from my mid-day nap
So...
My own shoulders and
Try to grab my feelings
From the clouds.
I long to hold Compassion
In my own hands
And rock it to sleep.
When it wakes up,
We can play catch
With the earth.
We'll play hide and seek
Between milky ways,
Dodging stars that
Don't compare to your eyes.
Father time yells, "Noon!"
And we'll munch on
The sweet notes made
From the beat of my
Own drum.
We can invite Happiness
And let Oblivion get
Some fresh air.
Wake me up from my mid-day nap
So...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Aug 2009 2:51am
27th Aug 2009 2:51am
Midnight Cavalry
Burned by the yellow eyes
Who can't understand compassion,
I cower to the dark iris
Who protect their star pupil.
Learning that
When I fear the scorn of day,
I turn to my night in shining armor.
Who can't understand compassion,
I cower to the dark iris
Who protect their star pupil.
Learning that
When I fear the scorn of day,
I turn to my night in shining armor.
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