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POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Oct 2012 7:58pm
29th Oct 2012 7:58pm
The Giver and Taker
We swerve in emotions without essence
born from change
weakness to strength
every moment reborn
birth of a new self
taught by an eye
that saw her before the Sun
silhouetted yet her heart glowing with pulse stronger than gravity
an ear
that heard her silent cat steps
under the jealous Moon
she's life
the giver and taker
came out of the Void to fill mine
and I'm grateful
when I look in her eyes
and see my dreams manifest
reinstated with every blink
before tongues meet
and eternity begins
born from change
weakness to strength
every moment reborn
birth of a new self
taught by an eye
that saw her before the Sun
silhouetted yet her heart glowing with pulse stronger than gravity
an ear
that heard her silent cat steps
under the jealous Moon
she's life
the giver and taker
came out of the Void to fill mine
and I'm grateful
when I look in her eyes
and see my dreams manifest
reinstated with every blink
before tongues meet
and eternity begins
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STORY POEM
Published
28th Oct 2012 2:06pm
28th Oct 2012 2:06pm
I become none
They are all here
brought by a scream
for a lost self
in a lover's realm
I stared so much at thin air we became one
our touches null
Have I mingled with dust?
She hungers my lust
I stretch to touch
my hand hits her void
she's here
I'm not
my void
ghostified, spectered, I became none
cursed by the gods I worshiped
and gods blasphemed
I try again and my hand dives in her flesh
she screams
they're all here
brought by a scream
for a lost self
in a lover's realm
I stared so much at thin air we became one
our touches null
Have I mingled with dust?
She hungers my lust
I stretch to touch
my hand hits her void
she's here
I'm not
my void
ghostified, spectered, I became none
cursed by the gods I worshiped
and gods blasphemed
I try again and my hand dives in her flesh
she screams
they're all here
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Oct 2012 1:59pm
20th Oct 2012 1:59pm
Rain
Nothing means anything
decency was sacrificed on the cross of lust
to appease the dark forces within minds
looking for joy in all the places restricted
if morals means suppression
to hell with morals
lets dance in the graves
and when it rains
we'll take off out clothes
and surrender to obscenity
desecrating the dead
for we are alive
we are the living
renters of this place
we call life
decency was sacrificed on the cross of lust
to appease the dark forces within minds
looking for joy in all the places restricted
if morals means suppression
to hell with morals
lets dance in the graves
and when it rains
we'll take off out clothes
and surrender to obscenity
desecrating the dead
for we are alive
we are the living
renters of this place
we call life
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STORY POEM
Published
20th Oct 2012 1:58pm
20th Oct 2012 1:58pm
Anubis
I AM AUBIS
guardian of the dead
guide on the journey to the after life
holder of judgement
the feather and the heart
rest your soul for your work here is done
and follow my steps towards the rising sun
the stairs to heaven for you to see
if your heart is bright and free
you'll walk the valley of temptation and ascend to me
to light your way through the dark of sin
cleansed, you have forsaken your shadow
the emanation
but before we part ways
learn the words of the...
guardian of the dead
guide on the journey to the after life
holder of judgement
the feather and the heart
rest your soul for your work here is done
and follow my steps towards the rising sun
the stairs to heaven for you to see
if your heart is bright and free
you'll walk the valley of temptation and ascend to me
to light your way through the dark of sin
cleansed, you have forsaken your shadow
the emanation
but before we part ways
learn the words of the...
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STORY POEM
Published
19th Oct 2012 1:27pm
19th Oct 2012 1:27pm
The Widow
Red lipstick applied, lips squeezed, and, of course, the wink
In the mirror a reflection
He nears her
Leans
Whispers to her distrust
Tonight he sleeps with another woman before he sleeps home
She looked at her desiccated skin and caressed her breast vapidly
Your wrinkled lips no more satiate his young heart
Your arid eyes no longer see his lust
A metaphorical widow, you're are left with only images of love
She opens her eyes as if waking from a reverie
No reflection, no one in the hazily yellow...
In the mirror a reflection
He nears her
Leans
Whispers to her distrust
Tonight he sleeps with another woman before he sleeps home
She looked at her desiccated skin and caressed her breast vapidly
Your wrinkled lips no more satiate his young heart
Your arid eyes no longer see his lust
A metaphorical widow, you're are left with only images of love
She opens her eyes as if waking from a reverie
No reflection, no one in the hazily yellow...
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STORY POEM
Published
19th Oct 2012 1:21pm
19th Oct 2012 1:21pm
Ra
Static consumes your brain
little white flashes before your eyes
you don't remember what is now gone
or what there lies
with noise so loud but no screams
hope departs before Dawn
sunless, the Betrayer
he bargains with Night
sells your sun
buys his beloved Wind
trapped in the dome of Dusk
you feel the slippery walls
then a voice
peace be upon you son
I am Ra
giver of life
birther of light from darkness
emanator of your journey to...
little white flashes before your eyes
you don't remember what is now gone
or what there lies
with noise so loud but no screams
hope departs before Dawn
sunless, the Betrayer
he bargains with Night
sells your sun
buys his beloved Wind
trapped in the dome of Dusk
you feel the slippery walls
then a voice
peace be upon you son
I am Ra
giver of life
birther of light from darkness
emanator of your journey to...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Oct 2012 11:40pm
18th Oct 2012 11:40pm
Hateful eyes
loving the hateful eyes
you ravished your soul
it's time you stood tall
tomorrow we reach the sun
and outrun the shadows to eternal light
a palace for mind
the boy has grown but never abandoned his friends
fear, violence, dominance and lust
alas his word superior
he keeps his word just
you ravished your soul
it's time you stood tall
tomorrow we reach the sun
and outrun the shadows to eternal light
a palace for mind
the boy has grown but never abandoned his friends
fear, violence, dominance and lust
alas his word superior
he keeps his word just
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Oct 2012 11:35pm
18th Oct 2012 11:35pm
Silence
Silence, quite now
nothing but a humming fan
and the chewing sounds
clocks hit three
and it's only the devil and me
eating my wife the mother of three
why did we kill her
it beats me
but she tastes good, better than Kentucky
he talks starting a business
the Diablo Fried Wives
serving in hell
tastes nice
he passes a note with a name on it
and by god it could be your wife
nothing but a humming fan
and the chewing sounds
clocks hit three
and it's only the devil and me
eating my wife the mother of three
why did we kill her
it beats me
but she tastes good, better than Kentucky
he talks starting a business
the Diablo Fried Wives
serving in hell
tastes nice
he passes a note with a name on it
and by god it could be your wife
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