dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
Today 8:08am
Today 8:08am
A Dress Rehearsal, (Unless, of course they were Naked)
he spoke his pro'babble
truth wit
a gun barrell
in his mouth.
It may just have been
a toy for him, with which
to toy
wit us.
Eye couldn't have given a shit either one way or t'other.
Then, KABOOM.....blood, brain, bone shards all over
the Living Room's walls, ceiling, floor. And some
wee little sprays of blood on a few of the audience's...
truth wit
a gun barrell
in his mouth.
It may just have been
a toy for him, with which
to toy
wit us.
Eye couldn't have given a shit either one way or t'other.
Then, KABOOM.....blood, brain, bone shards all over
the Living Room's walls, ceiling, floor. And some
wee little sprays of blood on a few of the audience's...
#sadness
#dark
#death
#funny
#despair
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HadesRising
Poem Published
Today 3:55am
Today 3:55am
THE GOD OF LOVE
Can you feel the darkness rising
At the crux right before the night
When ravens weep on her tombstone
Betwixt the moon and dying light?
A dying rose sleeps on her grave
I left it as a sacrifice
For my one only queen of ice
GODDAMNED GOD OF LOVE
My hellbound heart left in the rain
Beating so strong but still so frail
I cannot die trapped in this Hell
GODDAMNED GOD OF LOVE
I've fallen in hate with the god of love
the god of love hates us all
I've fallen in hate with the god of love
eros despises us all ...
At the crux right before the night
When ravens weep on her tombstone
Betwixt the moon and dying light?
A dying rose sleeps on her grave
I left it as a sacrifice
For my one only queen of ice
GODDAMNED GOD OF LOVE
My hellbound heart left in the rain
Beating so strong but still so frail
I cannot die trapped in this Hell
GODDAMNED GOD OF LOVE
I've fallen in hate with the god of love
the god of love hates us all
I've fallen in hate with the god of love
eros despises us all ...
#anger
#love
#grief
#dark
#death
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
Today 00:09am
Today 00:09am
Book I Rote --- (all due respect to David Byrne)
Book
Book
Book I rote
rote
rote.
I rote a Book one day, and I never
even knew
it.
Imagine my chagrin when sheriff come alla way from
Down Under
to
Up Over
just to set my ass straight, with
a naked night in dirt'filth cell.
It was it...
Book
Book I rote
rote
rote.
I rote a Book one day, and I never
even knew
it.
Imagine my chagrin when sheriff come alla way from
Down Under
to
Up Over
just to set my ass straight, with
a naked night in dirt'filth cell.
It was it...
#grief
#children
#death
#books
#prison
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Inkerpoet
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:10pm
Yesterday 11:10pm
dark mind
Lexiis cause of death:
MIXED FENTANYL
AND ETHANOL TOXICITY
Hmm.
Death sounds
So good right now.
I'm kinda jealous.
.
.
.
.
I'll regret thinking this later.
MIXED FENTANYL
AND ETHANOL TOXICITY
Hmm.
Death sounds
So good right now.
I'm kinda jealous.
.
.
.
.
I'll regret thinking this later.
#death
#myself
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JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:18pm
Yesterday 9:18pm
DIE, AMPERSAND, DIE!
You heard me!^
DIE, AMPERSAND, DIE!
I can't stand to see you
instead of another word like "and"
You have no other value in poetry
By my hand -or- my command—
I want you to
DIE, AMPERSAND, DIE!
Conjunction Junction—
#goFUCKyourself
Consulted http://function.com
Turns out you're a one-hit-wonder;
nuthin' but a publicity stunt
Grrr! [AND] My compunction:
is to punt you in the goddam(ned)
@%$& !
DIE, AMPERSAND, DIE!
I .....
WHAT?!?
...
DIE, AMPERSAND, DIE!
I can't stand to see you
instead of another word like "and"
You have no other value in poetry
By my hand -or- my command—
I want you to
DIE, AMPERSAND, DIE!
Conjunction Junction—
#goFUCKyourself
Consulted http://function.com
Turns out you're a one-hit-wonder;
nuthin' but a publicity stunt
Grrr! [AND] My compunction:
is to punt you in the goddam(ned)
@%$& !
DIE, AMPERSAND, DIE!
I .....
WHAT?!?
...
#anger
#hate
#death
#frustration
#WritingPoetry
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DreamIllusions
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:40pm
Yesterday 7:40pm
Hangman's Curse
Start with a body
A head, two arms, two legs
And inside the body there are bones
38 in each foot
27 in each hand
24 ribs reach around
16 in each wrist
14 in each ankle
10 in each shoulder
10 in each hip
Every time you feel doubt
Every time you feel fear
Every time you feel pain
Every suspicion
That something isn’t right
One breaks
May not seem like much at first
A little pain in the shoulder
A little pain in the knee
We ignore as we get older
Thinking
This happens to everybody...
A head, two arms, two legs
And inside the body there are bones
38 in each foot
27 in each hand
24 ribs reach around
16 in each wrist
14 in each ankle
10 in each shoulder
10 in each hip
Every time you feel doubt
Every time you feel fear
Every time you feel pain
Every suspicion
That something isn’t right
One breaks
May not seem like much at first
A little pain in the shoulder
A little pain in the knee
We ignore as we get older
Thinking
This happens to everybody...
#anxiety
#love
#grief
#death
#LifeStruggles
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:41pm
Yesterday 1:41pm
As Spins The Nausea Wheel
I'll betcha dollars to doughnuts that:
"She'll be
comin'round
d'mountain when
she
cums"
As
such
was
a
story of a life.....my life......yOur life,
as wee live a fictific life of
sure fictivity.
It's as
much an anomaly of "Left of Right Life",
but ain't I (or I ain't)
gonna get caught fishin'in that
...
"She'll be
comin'round
d'mountain when
she
cums"
As
such
was
a
story of a life.....my life......yOur life,
as wee live a fictific life of
sure fictivity.
It's as
much an anomaly of "Left of Right Life",
but ain't I (or I ain't)
gonna get caught fishin'in that
...
#love
#forgiveness
#death
#music
#food
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NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:38am
Yesterday 7:38am
MY QUEEN
Life is hard to understand
After you lose that special loved one
What was two is now one, that is still at a stand
One is a lonely number now that they're gone}
MY QUEEN...
"You were my morning and night"...
Cherished seeing your smile before I'd go to work
My breakfast you always made perfectly right
And how you spoiled me feeding me with a fork...
Haha...
MY QUEEN...
Your calls and...
After you lose that special loved one
What was two is now one, that is still at a stand
One is a lonely number now that they're gone}
MY QUEEN...
"You were my morning and night"...
Cherished seeing your smile before I'd go to work
My breakfast you always made perfectly right
And how you spoiled me feeding me with a fork...
Haha...
MY QUEEN...
Your calls and...
#sadness
#marriage
#heartbroken
#death
#fate
21 reads
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Shonuff666
Poem Published
27th Jan 2020 10:14pm
27th Jan 2020 10:14pm
Kobe Bryant Died twice that day
Can you even imagine how difficult it was for him in that moment? The moment he knew that not only his own life was about to end, but that of his daughter...a life he helped create.
Can you imagine how he felt as a father knowing he couldn't protect her?
Can you imagine him holding her, consoling her, telling her he loved her as that helicopter went down?
As a parent, I can tell you, Kobe Bryant's greatest fear was realized today. And it wasn't the fear for his own life, but for that of his beautiful daughter.
Because as a parent, your life means...
Can you imagine how he felt as a father knowing he couldn't protect her?
Can you imagine him holding her, consoling her, telling her he loved her as that helicopter went down?
As a parent, I can tell you, Kobe Bryant's greatest fear was realized today. And it wasn't the fear for his own life, but for that of his beautiful daughter.
Because as a parent, your life means...
#grief
#father
#parent
#heartbroken
#death
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Peanut
Poem Published
27th Jan 2020 10:02pm
27th Jan 2020 10:02pm
Dark - Cold - Blonde
Beneath the damp rot
termite infested
old-aged
floorboards
lived a girlchild,
comforted
in the dark
underground
void
she'd spent most her life in
You may call her "heartless"
I prefer the phrase
"Without a heart"
(she must have once had one)
Her days spent
rattling ankle chains
into some sort
of rythmn, that became a medly
Beats of music
she'd use
to count
seconds into ...
termite infested
old-aged
floorboards
lived a girlchild,
comforted
in the dark
underground
void
she'd spent most her life in
You may call her "heartless"
I prefer the phrase
"Without a heart"
(she must have once had one)
Her days spent
rattling ankle chains
into some sort
of rythmn, that became a medly
Beats of music
she'd use
to count
seconds into ...
#dark
#death
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slipalong
Poem Published
27th Jan 2020 8:04pm
27th Jan 2020 8:04pm
Six million
That numer its immensity
the Swastik's dark propensity
outlines of decaying huts
the great oblongs of concrete blocks
diamonds condemned in genocide
behind those barbed wire hoops
as they queued
mumuring last prayer
that that Shalom can still be heard
atrocity still touch a nerve
the leagacy of just citizens
those templed ghosts
arise be seen, reawaken conscience
pleading. emaciated to touch a heart
until it bleeds
the cries of angst and pain
skulls divested: even of gold teeth
that mass...
the Swastik's dark propensity
outlines of decaying huts
the great oblongs of concrete blocks
diamonds condemned in genocide
behind those barbed wire hoops
as they queued
mumuring last prayer
that that Shalom can still be heard
atrocity still touch a nerve
the leagacy of just citizens
those templed ghosts
arise be seen, reawaken conscience
pleading. emaciated to touch a heart
until it bleeds
the cries of angst and pain
skulls divested: even of gold teeth
that mass...
#death
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
27th Jan 2020 6:46pm
27th Jan 2020 6:46pm
Speechless mute still waters, Deafening
Quite place
Serene sacred place
Sweet solitude homely safe place
Refuge with in tiny bonsai endless forest
encased dewdrops looking glass
Self cosmos, macro, micro
infinite oceans calm
for a time
heart beat few
Anxious winds conjuring
inevitable tsunami
crashing
signalling the urge
seek out high ground
new ground
toes wriggling between the ground
before you're put to ground
Ashes to ashes
...
Serene sacred place
Sweet solitude homely safe place
Refuge with in tiny bonsai endless forest
encased dewdrops looking glass
Self cosmos, macro, micro
infinite oceans calm
for a time
heart beat few
Anxious winds conjuring
inevitable tsunami
crashing
signalling the urge
seek out high ground
new ground
toes wriggling between the ground
before you're put to ground
Ashes to ashes
...
#death
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfReflection
#MovingOn
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