There's shards of ire in your eyes,
That seep beneath their gaze,
Your venom takes and pulls me in,
Like slaughter to a blaze,
Your dagger pierces through my heart,
Iris of diamond blue,
I'm lost within your violent stare,
The labyrinth that is you.
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Showing posts with label Hardcore Poems. Show all posts
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Irish Spring
"Arr," says the leprechaun,
"Doof!" says the twit,
"Urgh!" says the drunken man,
Whose pillow smells like shit,
Listless is the butterfly,
That lives its life in bliss,
Haggard is the homeless man,
Who's whiskey tastes like piss,
"Tasteless," tells the holy one,
"Faithful," Jests the crude,
"Justice!" cries the businessman,
Who's children beg for food,
Harbored are the hated,
Sheltered are the cared,
Hellish is the mighty force,
Of men who have run scared,
Tell of all the tragedies,
Tell of every proof,
Tell of all the secret songs,
That told of only truth.
"Doof!" says the twit,
"Urgh!" says the drunken man,
Whose pillow smells like shit,
Listless is the butterfly,
That lives its life in bliss,
Haggard is the homeless man,
Who's whiskey tastes like piss,
"Tasteless," tells the holy one,
"Faithful," Jests the crude,
"Justice!" cries the businessman,
Who's children beg for food,
Harbored are the hated,
Sheltered are the cared,
Hellish is the mighty force,
Of men who have run scared,
Tell of all the tragedies,
Tell of every proof,
Tell of all the secret songs,
That told of only truth.
For Tears of Sapphire Glaze (What am I?)
These doors are now open,
The truth lies within,
The emerald haze lifting,
...Again and again,
A monster inside,
That thou shalt not see...
A terrible lie...
And a bargaining plea...
These tears fall unsoundly,
Bursting from seams...
But now they call softly,
Goodnight and sweet dreams...
The truth lies within,
The emerald haze lifting,
...Again and again,
A monster inside,
That thou shalt not see...
A terrible lie...
And a bargaining plea...
These tears fall unsoundly,
Bursting from seams...
But now they call softly,
Goodnight and sweet dreams...
Labels:
Hardcore Poems,
Mysterious Poems,
Nostalgic Poems
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Sanctuary
Lie my head,
Gently rested.
Concrete bed,
Heart infested.
Sorrow, dead,
Life in question.
Daily bread,
Still pretending.
Gently rested.
Concrete bed,
Heart infested.
Sorrow, dead,
Life in question.
Daily bread,
Still pretending.
Cult
Through the muck we pave our way,
Jaunty tunes and dance and play.
We light the sewer rot ablaze,
And raise to new enlightened days.
We laugh and scoff and haze and taunt,
The Gods above approve us not,
Our toothy grins, our lively eyes,
Our mere psychotic face disguise.
The fire wheel of holy lies,
We joke and jest at such reprise.
We see not life but deep inside,
As heaven, hell, and earth collide.
We take a sip of aged blood,
Rejoice in all that rains above.
Retake the fall until we've won,
And lift the break to be undone.
Jaunty tunes and dance and play.
We light the sewer rot ablaze,
And raise to new enlightened days.
We laugh and scoff and haze and taunt,
The Gods above approve us not,
Our toothy grins, our lively eyes,
Our mere psychotic face disguise.
The fire wheel of holy lies,
We joke and jest at such reprise.
We see not life but deep inside,
As heaven, hell, and earth collide.
We take a sip of aged blood,
Rejoice in all that rains above.
Retake the fall until we've won,
And lift the break to be undone.
Recognize
Hopelessly entwined.
Dreams shattered,
Hearts battered,
Fare thee well divine.
Fill my glass afull with wine.
Pitter, patter,
Thoughts been scattered,
Deadly road of mine.
Where will I head?
Fate always knows best,
But who's to say I agree?
Heart made of lead,
Fall deep into rest,
Never released to be free.
Dreams shattered,
Hearts battered,
Fare thee well divine.
Fill my glass afull with wine.
Pitter, patter,
Thoughts been scattered,
Deadly road of mine.
Where will I head?
Fate always knows best,
But who's to say I agree?
Heart made of lead,
Fall deep into rest,
Never released to be free.
Sift Through the Sands
It flows,
Breathing harshly,
Forcing this cold despair,
Upon those who do not revolt,
Fight this,
Sleep,
Foggy, endless,
Dreaming, seeing, yet disbelieving,
Holding no candle to sorrow,
Forever.
Breathing harshly,
Forcing this cold despair,
Upon those who do not revolt,
Fight this,
Sleep,
Foggy, endless,
Dreaming, seeing, yet disbelieving,
Holding no candle to sorrow,
Forever.
Interphased
To see their face,
Collective binded,
Altogether blinded,
Gone without a trace.
To see their lies,
Collectively taken,
Altogether shaken,
Gone without reprise.
To see their fate,
Collectively gathered,
Altogether mathered,
Gone without new slate.
Collective binded,
Altogether blinded,
Gone without a trace.
To see their lies,
Collectively taken,
Altogether shaken,
Gone without reprise.
To see their fate,
Collectively gathered,
Altogether mathered,
Gone without new slate.
Reap
Fear me not my precious child,
All will be well in the mist and the wild,
It's not your life I've come to take.
I stand before you tall and vile,
But no harm do I pose,
So fear me not my precious child.
I see you tremble, cry, and shake,
But I will be gone before long,
It's not your life I've come to take.
You writhe and squirm beneath my smile,
With tears bearing innocence - please,
Fear me not my precious child.
You, still pure, may make mistakes,
But you still have long to go,
It's not your life I've come to take,
Bells will toll and hills will rise,
Speechless you are, distraught your soul cries,
Fear me not my precious child,
It's not your life I've come to take.
All will be well in the mist and the wild,
It's not your life I've come to take.
I stand before you tall and vile,
But no harm do I pose,
So fear me not my precious child.
I see you tremble, cry, and shake,
But I will be gone before long,
It's not your life I've come to take.
You writhe and squirm beneath my smile,
With tears bearing innocence - please,
Fear me not my precious child.
You, still pure, may make mistakes,
But you still have long to go,
It's not your life I've come to take,
Bells will toll and hills will rise,
Speechless you are, distraught your soul cries,
Fear me not my precious child,
It's not your life I've come to take.
War
This is war,
War it is,
It's filled with pain,
It's filled with sin,
It feels no fault,
It holds no doubt,
No one single man,
Will ever get out,
Ride the hope,
Fight the despair,
Lift up your hand,
And feel whats not there...
War it is,
It's filled with pain,
It's filled with sin,
It feels no fault,
It holds no doubt,
No one single man,
Will ever get out,
Ride the hope,
Fight the despair,
Lift up your hand,
And feel whats not there...
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