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I want to see other people's.

Here's a poem just as a preview.

Count Backwards From 27 You Just Counted Backwards From 27

Bisexual manatees will continue to be bisexual
Do not try to persuade them otherwise
You’ll feel worthless
Trust me
It’s that feeling that screams:
“Wake up and get me a soda.”
But not necessarily in that order
And 500 social workers
Would continually smile
While talking about cutting
Which is more discomforting
That a math-class-boner
Which can feel good in the right situation
And there never is one
Asian girls I find especially attractive when Asian
But don’t blame me for getting close to them
It’s not a habit, it’s coincidence
Several times
I feel touched and untouched
I want to be touched
And touch you back
So many times
That it becomes untouching that is arousing
Find me something emotionless and grateful

Hello! Here is one of my poems:

My eyelids are getting
Heavier and heavier
They are falling down
I am falling down
I will crash soon
Will I crash into you?
I hope not because
I do not think you would like that.
I would not mind you
Crashing into me though.
Can you catch me?
If not, it is okay.
You have other things to do.

This one is nice. Cute, sad , and easy to relate.

One of the ones i did on my YouTube, Molar Troubles:

Nausea rushes through your system like those all-white firemen on the Gaviscon advert,
You can try and distract yourself all you like but you just don't seem able to subvert,
The queasy feeling that resides in your insides, perverting your stomach's status quo,
and to add insult to injury, aside from your sluggish nature, there's little chance that other people will even know.

So you suffer in silence, biting your lip in the fear that every burp contains a bit of last night's meal,
realising that realistically you should've ordered the korma instead of the red-hot curry two-for-one deal.
Feeling fit to burst, it doesn't help things that you're anxiously waiting to be called in to face the dentist's chair,
Your inner sense of morals and justice raise their fists to the heavens, proclaming that this situation just isn't fair.

With every other name the receptionist cries out, you get a strange combined feeling of relief and pain,
One half of you says, "thank god that wasn't me", the other half remarks, "poor Shane".
You can't imagine anywhere else you'd less like to be, even stuck watching two teams play catenaccio live on ITV,
But suddenly your ears tense up, and you raise your head to hear and see - yours truly, please make your way straight to room 3.

You make your way down the hallway, grip the doorknob like a loved one, and eventually turn it to enter,
you see the walls spattered with all shades of blood, and a small man in the corner eating placenta.
You scream inside, and ask yourself, what chamber of horrors is this!?
Suddenly your eyes re-adjust, and even the sight of the dentist is pure bliss.

Your hallucinations had got the better of you, but you're still not looking forward to the future.
As you sit yourself down, you imagine what you'd rather be doing - watching the latest Gavin and Stacy on your computer.
But unluckily, the dentist's not a fan, this won't even begin to placate you,
Instead you open your mouth, and just like in space, no-one will hear the scream escape you.

Your whole body tightens up as he stabs you in the gums, with no regard for your personal health,
you were walking through the car park earlier, that was his BMW and you know it, does evil always lead to wealth?
Even this thought of injustice doesn't do much for the saliva and tooth-chips cluttering up your throat,
For some reason you feel guilty to breathe, despite the fact that your tongue is doing all it can to form a moat.

What feels like hours pass, with you ocasionally raising your arm so you're allowed to swallow,
"Ok, ok!" you cry, "i promise to brush my teeth more often, but in fairness there wasn't an example to follow!"
You have somewhat of a point as well, because all the big screens show is teeth whitened to the nth degree,
but on that same tome, these were all preceeded by adverts your dentist is said to have recommended, so you just don't get off scott-free.

But eventually the time comes, when he's done packing your gums, with the latest in filling technology,
he ushers you out, but not before you mutter, a brief lack-of-brushing insolence apology.
But all apologies in the world won't save your from the bill, as NHS dentist's just don't exist,
As you lay your cash on the front desk, it just might as well be, that the bastard's grabbed hold of your nuts and twist.

A few hours later, the numbness wears off, and you stop talking like a bee's stung your gums,
and it occurs to you that perhaps, dentist's are only in business, because we all just didn't listen to our mums.
They always come out with the best advice, but our rebel mentalities do all they can to go against the grain,
However, that double filling and root canal, may have finally triggered a change in your brain, and an end to molar pain.

Hmmm, it is interesting to say the least.

-I like how its almost more of a monologue then a poem.
-I like your use of repetition.
-I love how you branch from one thing and then onto something completely different. The randomness is definitely unique.

I think I try too hard to be Tao Lin
But thank you
I'm not exactly the writer with the best structure
I don't care about writing rules haha

I wrote this today during a History seminar. Don't know how good it is, but it sounds ok.

Untitled

Peace lost to history,
perfection drown in the sea,
bubbling, boiling, baking,
fellowship by faking.

Destruction was the sum,
caused by actions of the dumb,
pain, pleasure, power,
society makes us sour.

Pure loss wrought from greed,
grown beyond our basic need,
craving, capturing, cowering,
only the weak are devouring.



Comments?

Creative. Obviously written during a history seminar haha. Very nice.

I can definitely see the resemblance in your work. Its just like a natural attraction to read it. The style looks interesting just by glancing at it.

TBH, the lack of regard for structure and rules is what creates the uniqueness.




lol I thought it was pretty obvious too. Thx

I like your poem, Darkd10.

I will post my poetry blog here just because:
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*post link*

http://darkd10.blogspot.com/ <== Writings and stuff

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tyrannous beauty's reprieve
a solipsist flower
in shackles settle
your narcissist power

I'm done.
Fuck you :>

You're a great writer, .te.ra.ni.!
I am very jealous.

Wow, communicating what takes me 3-4 stanzas. Great work, I love it.

I don't write very many poems,but I have wrote a few. All of them mostly have to do with the same girl.I start writing some back in otctober of last year,before that point the last time I wrote a poem was when we had to for high school and because my heart was never into tho they were all lame. Anyway I met a girl online who I got really really close to about 7 months back, if you want the whole story its in my blog . Anyway one night I got bored and wrote her a poem and used a rhyme scheme of sorts just for the hell of it. Turns out she not only loved the poem she love rhyme style poems as well. So I got to work on a 2nd one to it. About a month or two later I wrote the 3rd one. All three of those are done in a rhyme scheme and I like to think of them as a trilogy. Since they all rhyme and they are all about the same girl,but written more like storys so I guess you can kind of think of it as the same two souls meeting up in 3 different scenarios or something like that. I would classify these 3 as love poems.

The next one I wrote when I started up my blog about 3 weeks ago me and the girl had a small falling out at the time and it tore both of us up inside for different reasons. Anyway another friend convinced me to start writing so I started the blog and made that poem for its opening. The gimmick about the robot is that was the girls nickname for me because at the time I didn't know what was gonna happen between me and her and I was sick of being depressed and needed to do something to move on I dropped the name crazy robot and started over as savage genius. So that poem is basically about the death of the crazy robot and the birth of savage genius and the blog. I would say this one is a tragic poem of sorts,but about moving on as well.

The next one I did in the style of a metal song. So many metal songs seem to be talking about their troubles with girls they love/loved. I honestly wasn't mad at her at the time,just depressed,but I role played basically that I was mad at her and wrote in a metal style just for the fun of it. This one would be a poem of hate and sorrow despite not actually hating the girl.

The last one is the poem I had made her for valentines day and again is a love poem,only this poem isn't done like a story,its directly said to her and I finally say I love you. Obviously this is a love poem again.

Anyway I hope you enjoy them, maybe I'll write more sometime. All the poems are posted on my blog and as well as my youtube channel,but I am also posting them all in this thread for convince to you.
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The Enigma: by savage genius

Days spent covered in darkness with no aspiration to ascend towards the light.
Paying no attention to life with no meaning to take off in flight.
A existence with out significance,such a dismal state of mind.
Immersed in melancholy, drifting through life with nothing to find.
Is this the passage I am destined to follow,feelings sealed deeply in my heart.
Without warning a muse emerges,Upon first sight she is a real work of art .

One can only see so much with their eyes and in truth those eyes are blind.
Her breathtaking allure brightens the room, a encounter that muddles the mind.
Her entrancing voice pierces through the abyss and is filled with zeal.
I am astonished,tongue-tied I humblely offer her a meal.
As time transpires we begin to discourse,truthfully and unrehearsed.
She genuine laughs and smiles at my wit,no longer do I feel cursed.

Unable to perceive the situation at hand, We lightheartedly begin to flirt.
This emotion that I am feeling,puts me at peace of mind,but always the skeptic I stay alert.
Illusions such as these I tend to avoid,for what reason do I have to acquire such emotion.
Perhaps I am bitter or unable to cope,an abundance of thoughts as vast as the ocean.
I realize shes beyond my reach and soars above me yet she is very down to earth.
Could this enigma be the key to my rebirth .

Everything she says only draws me closer,was she sent here to inspire?
Enveloped in her radiant aura,She is the object of my desire.
I begin to realize this emotion that I am feeling is one of true companionship.
Unselfish and sincere are my feelings towards this girl, I want only to ease her hardship
Was I brought into her life or was she brought into mine, hardly relevant at this point.
I relish her company veraciously,this is the person I vow to never disappoint.
Why such devotion to someone so unknown,there is no clear answer I can give.
The inspiration and motivation she brings,no longer does sorrow hold me captive.

While the destination is unknown my life now has meaning.
Feelings thought to be forever lost I now begin gleaning.
While life will still be a stressful journey,I now have the courage and motivation to face the hardships that proceed.
Whenever I am in doubt my memorys of her will help me succeed.
Regardless if I capture her heart,my feelings towards her will stay true.
Her friendship is a priceless treasure,I call this enigma pew.

-pew is her nickname so that last line makes a little more sense to whoever is reading this
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Under the Illuminated Sky: by Savage Genius

There is a place I go where I seek to be alone.
A niche so hidden and secluded that I can tranquilly atone
A venue where I can collect my thoughts and reflect upon my decisions.
Material items do not exist here, there is no need for provisions.
Under the illuminated sky I sit, I look up at the vast ocean of stars.
The chill of the night feels as if it pierces me forming deep scars.

The journey this time is altered,for tonight I did not make the voyage alone.
An alluring enchantress traveled with me,why she chose to accompany me is unknown.
I look into her incandescent eyes,bewitched by her stare I sit in a daze.
The glamor of the illuminated sky seems to have vanished into a haze.
I compliment her grace, she smiles and blushes.
Full of mystifying emotions, my passionate heart gushes.

We converse in great detail,about life and how it's such a mystery
No longer do I wish to be recluse,that frame of mind is history.
As refreshing as solitude can be, having her at my side is what I truly desire.
Holding her hand under the illuminated sky is all that I require.
Her voice is so soothing ,such elegant words are spoken they are truly divined.
It punctures through my lonely heart and pacifys my troubled mind.

Her speech is so sweet and sincere, no longer shall I hide in this shell.
For tonight I feel such ecstasy in this alcove that was once my cell.
Suddenly the reality of the situation hits me like a sharply thrown spear.
The sun begins to rise and what truth it conveys fills my heart with fear.
The illuminated sky I greatly admired begins to crumble into parts.
She whispers something incoherent into my ear and suddenly reality restarts.

I awake alone and begin to wonder was it all just a dream.
Before thoughts of sorrow can revert to my heart I am hit with a gleam.
What is this beautiful light that suddenly blinds my vision.
In a state of bewilderedness I stand in complete indecision.
No it is not the light I saw under the Illuminated sky, a view I know all to well.
It is the object of my affection in all her exquisite glory,she emerges to free me from this hell.
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The Phoenix: by Savage Genius

Every night I travel to a familiar place,the place is beautiful and livly however there is one thing that truly stands out.
A creature so beautiful and great that I feel honored just seeing her,tho it pains me to see she is so full of doubt.
While it is true everyone regardless of status or power worrys about somthing,however some worry so much for no real reason.
This beautiful girl works so hard and has proven her worth time and time again,yet something drives her to keep pushing as if she stoped some one would declare treason.
Some one would say she is perhaps a perfectionist,however in my mind she is already perfect.
She soars so high and trys and succeeds at so much,I worry she may over do it one day become wrecked.

The brigtest fires can only burn so bright, her beautiful aura alreadly lights up the night sky.
As I sit and admire her magnificent ways,I can only ponder the question why?
It is a redundant question I already know,its quite obvious she has a great deal of pride and people behind her pouring their support into her.
Still she flys with such speed and elegance, as she soars by me in a radiant blur.
I want to speak out to the phoenix and let her know that she has already succeeded in proving her worth,rather she succeeds or fails at her goals she will never be a failure.
I almost feel as if I am in solitude in my opion,either people don't see her perfection or they see it and greedly expect her to keep pushing as if she were a saviour.

As great as she is I know her heart is just as fragile as anyone elses,A person can only be pushed and preasured so much.
I feel as if the words of a man like me will not reach her,but still I would gladly help her and be her crutch.
I do not know her true feelings on why she trys so hard,rather it truly is herself goals or preasure from others to push to such heights.
Its honestly none of my bussiness what pushs this enigma to such feats,still I feel I owe her so much for the way she lights up the nights.
I go againts my better judgement and call out to the beautiful phoenix,to my suprise my voice reachs her with ease and she swoops down towards me.
Wings spread and feathers burning with radiance,as she descends towards me I can't help,but realize how for the first time she looks so free.

An enchanting voice comes from the phoenix,it asks me what is it that I desire.
I see the way you watch me nightly and the awe in your eyes,do you to wish for me to soar higher?
I say back to her with sincerity,while it is true you light up the sky with such beauty I would gladly take the view of a dark sky if it ment knowing you were truly happy.
She was taken aback by my comments, I was expecting her retort to be snappy.
Instead she smiled and said,you puzzle me silly man,most people either fail to see my greatness or seek to use it for their own gain and then there are tho who simply push me to be even greater.
I said to her, its not strange to me its quite easy to see how truly perfect you are,to aquire those abilitys for my self or to push you to be even greater would make me feel like a dictator.

She was taken aback by my honesty and kind words,she shed a single tear that took the form of a crystal.
I will grant you a single wish mortal,the statement hit me as if it were a bullet shot from a pistol.
I said while I can think of many things to ask for ,there is only one thing I truly want.
I wish for your freedom,I want you to live your life by what ever means makes you happy,belive me this is no taunt.
Suddenly the firey aura surrounding the phoenix faded and her apearence changed to that of a normal girl,but in my eyes she was just as beautiful as she was before.
We looked each other in the eyes and my heart skipped a beat, rather love would blossom wasn't my concern I only wished her to be happy evermore.
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"Inhuman and Beautiful" a poem written by savage genius(aka me)

The robot is broken and cannot be repaired.
Do not feel as if you failed the robot,for the robot was always broken.
You merely discovered the old parts and gears and reassembled it into something new.
However at its core it was the same old broken robot who was running on borrowed time.
Eventually despite how much you polished and repaired it you couldn't truly change it.
A emotionless robot that followed its programing,it was destined to break once again and be discarded back into the landfill.

Do not shed tears of sorrow or regret for you gave the robot purpose.
The robot was happy to serve you and always got the job done an a efficient manner.
Some would say it was a crazy robot with how much dedication and thought went into its work.
Robots can not be crazy or happy tho as they lack all human emotions.
As inhumane as they are,they still can be beautiful in there own way.
Not as beautiful as a real person and certainly not as beautiful as you.

The robot may now be no more,but something new was born from its fiery ashes.
It was still robot like in many ways,it's heart however was human.
Rough in appearance and its way,almost savage like as it awoke from the scrap pile.
However upon its creation it was made quite obvious whatever this new entity was,it was a genius.
This savage genius had purpose not programing,it had a plan and knew what steps were needed to make it happen.
Able to feel emotions and even express them himself,however not bound to let them control him as humans do.

How do I know these things you ask?
For I am the savage genius that awoke from the scrapped robot.
I now look upon the world with delusions of grandeur,it is now my reality to control.
Despite feeling trapped in the asylum of my twisted Psyche.
The insane can fit in just fine in this inhumane and beautiful world.
Simply put sanity is overrated and besides its all in the reflexes.
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"Psychology whore!!" written by savage genius.

Psychology whore!! You broke me and left me for dead on the floor!!
You got inside my head and awoke the dead!
Psychology whore!!You took my feelings and left em at the door!!
The way you tore apart my heart was a real work of art!
Psychology whore!! I think I'm sick cause I want more!!
The deed is done,but the true journey has just begun!
Psychology whore!!! Psychology whore!!!
Quoth this raven nevermore!! NEVERMORE!!!!! NEVERMORE!!!!!!

Dreams for the future buried under the stress of the present clouded further by the pain of the past.
Reality is filled with constant torment and sorrow,but turn off your brain and you can have a blast.
Time is a constant moving terror slowly but surly eating away your life.
The people around you smile and wave,while keeping one hand on their knife.
The mind is at terrible thing to waste as I often forget this in my haste.
Tragically I look back over my life and am left with a bitter taste.

Psychology whore!! You broke me and left me for dead on the floor!!
You got inside my head and awoke the dead!
Psychology whore!!You took my feelings and left em at the door!!
The way you tore apart my heart was a real work of art!
Psychology whore!! I think I'm sick cause I want more!!
The deed is done,but the true journey has just begun!
Psychology whore!!! Psychology whore!!!
Quoth this raven nevermore!! NEVERMORE!!!!! NEVERMORE!!!!!!

Upon the road we call life I met a girl who gave me such a thrill.
However in the end she left me feeling empty and ill.
Her angelic voice soothed my soul as I ate from the palm of her hand.
Enticed by her beauty and her sweet words I let her take the command.
Her smile was sweet,but dark as she had an agenda but I was in denial.
She probed my mind and dissected my innermost thoughts as if I was on trial.

Psychology whore!! You broke me and left me for dead on the floor!!
You got inside my head and awoke the dead!
Psychology whore!!You took my feelings and left em at the door!!
The way you tore apart my heart was a real work of art!
Psychology whore!! I think I'm sick cause I want more!!
The deed is done,but the true journey has just begun!
Psychology whore!!! Psychology whore!!!
Quoth this raven nevermore!! NEVERMORE!!!!! NEVERMORE!!!!!!

She was a natural born genius, her intelligence only helped ignite the fire.
She knew just was to say to ease my mind, being with her was all that I desire.
So honest and sincere was her speech, for her I felt nothing but trust.
Was this love I felt or merely just an illusion created by lust.
In all my life had I never met such a creature that was so sublime.
I was so infatuated with her I would have gladly followed her till the end of time.

Psychology whore!! You broke me and left me for dead on the floor!!
You got inside my head and awoke the dead!
Psychology whore!!You took my feelings and left em at the door!!
The way you tore apart my heart was a real work of art!
Psychology whore!! I think I'm sick cause I want more!!
The deed is done,but the true journey has just begun!
Psychology whore!!! Psychology whore!!!
Quoth this raven nevermore!! NEVERMORE!!!!! NEVERMORE!!!!!!

With out warning she pulled the plug and all the feelings went down the drain.
Suddenly in the blink of an eye the love that I felt turned into pain.
Why are you doing this to me was all I could think as I fell motionlessly to the floor.
Her twisted dark smile was all I could see as my vision began to blur,betrayed by the psychology whore!
As she walked to the door and glanced back at me one last time,a single tear fell from her eye.
She left me broken in both heart and mind,till the end of time I will wonder why!?!

Psychology whore!! You broke me and left me for dead on the floor!!
You got inside my head and awoke the dead!
Psychology whore!!You took my feelings and left em at the door!!
The way you tore apart my heart was a real work of art!
Psychology whore!! I think I'm sick cause I want more!!
The deed is done,but the true journey has just begun!
Psychology whore!!! Psychology whore!!!
Quoth this raven nevermore!! NEVERMORE!!!!! NEVERMORE!!!!!!

Psychology whore!! You broke me and left me for dead on the floor!!
You got inside my head and awoke the dead!
Psychology whore!!You took my feelings and left em at the door!!
The way you tore apart my heart was a real work of art!
Psychology whore!! I think I'm sick cause I want more!!
The deed is done,but the true journey has just begun!
Psychology whore!!! Psychology whore!!!
Quoth this raven nevermore!! NEVERMORE!!!!! NEVERMORE!!!!!!
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To the girl by Savage Genius

To the girl whose smile can brighten the darkest voids,Please never lose the will to smile.
To the girl whose laugh is filled with lively energy,May your days always be filled with laughter.
To the girl whose personality can charm even the coldest of hearts,Please never lose your charm and sincerity.
To the girl whose voice fills the room with a soothing sound,May your words always stay sweet,but strong.
To the girl whose beauty can catch the eye of even the blind,Forever will I think you are truly a sight to behold.
To the girl whose existence brings great joy to all those around her,Forever will I think you are truly special and a pleasure to be around.

To the girl whose presence can excite the room ,Please stay filled with inspiring energy
To the girl whose determination can inspire ,May you always achieve your goals.
To the girl whose intelligence only grows more and more each day ,Please always treasure your knowledge
To the girl whose pride is strong and unbreakable,May you continue to have great confidence.
To the girl whose wisdom is as vast as the universe , Forever will I wish for you to follow the path that suits you best.
To the girl whose heart is sweet and full of warmth ,Forever will I wish for it never to be broken.

To the girl who has the ability and will to achieve her dreams,Please never stop dreaming.
To the girl who deserves only the best in life, May you always be treated with respect and never settle for less then you deserve.
To the girl who is truly one of a kind , Please never let life change who you are.
To the girl who is perfect in my eyes , May you always believe in yourself and never doubt your greatness.
To the girl who I would do anything for to ensure her happiness and never let down ,Forever will I do my best to help you in life if it is within my power.
To the girl who will always hold a special place in my heart ,Forever will I love you and always hope for your eternal happiness.

OOooOoo, Nice. Poe much? lol

I really like these three the most. The Enigma is really good. Quiet eloquent, and it flows very nicely. I loved it.

Deaths kiss

Oh, how I wish
Death would bless me with her kiss.

To see the other side
Go for the final ride

Leaving would be bliss
This world I will not miss

From death I'll never hide
I'll rush right to her side

Consciousness, fade away
Come for me, this I pray

Why am I here?
In this world I fear

Come out and play
I wish not to stay

Death, please come here
My prayer is sincere




Loves Beauty

The gift of love so painful yet pure
It is a work of art made of human emotions

The most beautiful of art it is for sure
A art that requires great devotion

A raging see of feelings evoked from the heart
A bond that takes two felt from within

A power that brings desire to never part
The emotion so sweet from the time it begins

Tied so close in the web of loves delight
Even with it's dark side love is worth the final prize

It brings unbearable pain with each and every fight
The ability in the end to still find beauty in their eyes

True love brings with it a wonderful bliss
It is a raging storm of emotion forged from the heat.

Lovers entwine in the lovers kiss
True lovers bind and never depart



Falling into the abyss

Rage and hatred rushing through the mind
Lost in emotions, a calm moment I cannot find
Walking the line, falling into the abyss
Sanity fades away and its not something I will miss

To the reality I know I am slowly going blind
Insanity creeps in and it feels so unkind
Whats this, my mind?, that I surely wont miss
The snakes are coming, I can now hear them hiss

No where to run, no where to hide
The snakes are coming and sanity has died
What shall I do, where shall I go
I cant let them bite me, no, no, no!

They begin to crawl up me, I let out a scream
So many, all over, its like a bad dream
A Darkness sets in that I cannot escape
A monster appears in a dark cape

Can no on hear my plea
Set me free from this insanity
Everything has become so dark
Whats this?, more sounds?, I hear something bark

Closer, closer, the sounds getting near
The only thing I can feel now is fear
I see them, I see them, the hell hounds in sight
Think, think, think, how to put up a fight

Strange but good that they now disappear
shivering, cold, nothing but fear
Waiting now for what lies ahead
Where am I? In hell? am I now dead?


Creepy Clowns

The creepy clowns arise in the night
The flesh eating clowns will kill you on sight
The clowns have arrived and are after your head
The killer clowns just want you dead

Bebe the clown may look friendly and cute
She will first sew your lips and make you mute
After that she will skin you alive
Whenever she gets you theres no chance to survive

Bilbo the clown will first make you smile
Then he will stretch your guts for a mile
Your eyes he will collect and put in a jar
If you see him run, but you wont get to far

Bam Bam the clown walks on stilts
He uses human skin to make his own quilts
He will take his knife and dig into your skin
That part is just where the pain will begin


Razorblade whispers

Razorblades whisper, they call out my name
They offer a release from misery and pain

With one clean cut I can end this game
I will make that one slice and the blood shall soon rain

What you see as selfish is to me a good deed
What you see as selfish is to me a noble act

For the people that suffered, I take what they need
I am naturally harmful and this is a fact

I hope in the end they can understand why
The pain I caused them killed me inside

I make that clean cut and begin to slowly die
Now on deaths wings I go for a ride



Bound by Love

Bound by loves bliss
No distance can keep us apart

How I long for that one sweet kiss
I shall always keep you in my heart

Always I will be there when you need a friend
I will pick you up when you are feeling blue

I know not what will come in the end
The one thing I know is I will always love you

I keep you in my thoughts each time I wake
The last thing I think of before bed is you

Certainly our love cannot be a mistake
It is meant to be because our love is true



Lost in love

Lost in love with the one he has found
Through the good and the bad he stands his ground

Even when scared he looks for the best
Continually he tries to put his worries to rest

When he hears her voice it comforts his soul
She is the one that has made him whole

He finds everything about her to be so sweet
She is the one that makes his life complete


Draculas Ball

The sun is gone
The sky is red

The thirst lives on
Tis the night of the dead

The rivers run dry
Blood pours from the caves

Mortals will die
We arise from our graves

Your Devils will fall
Your Gods will suffer

Its Dracula's ball
This is our last supper!


Lust

The scent of your blood
The taste of your flesh

Knee deep in the mud
As one we shall mesh

You are my prey
I hunt you by night

Hiding at day
Be careful I bite

Don't hide in fear
Don't cry a tear

I wont hurt you my dear
My lust is sincere


Lycanthropy, The Transformation

The smell of blood grows so strong
Desire sets in to tear everything apart

Struggling not to feed because it feels wrong
Thoughts of sinking my teeth into a human heart

Claws are now growing from my hands
Each day I change and become less of a man

I will eventually kill all within this land
I killed someone last night, how they ran, how they ran.

Fur is now in places it has never been
Teeth grow sharp, and the lust for blood grows

I now must hide for I cannot be seen
My eyes, in the dark have now begun to glow

Soon I will lose what is left of my humanity
I feel the change is almost complete

A feeling comes over me of complete insanity
Now human flesh is the only thing thats sweet


Song of The Fairies

We dance though the night under the moon
You cannot see us if you do not believe

We laugh, we play, and we sing a sweet tune
Our wings flutter so gently on this Midsummer eve

We are the fairies and this is our song
We are the fairies, come dance all night long

So tiny, so sweet, we just want to have fun
We hide in the flowers and play in a pond

When day time comes we will stay out of the sun
We will return to our world with the wave of a wand

We are the fairies and this is our song
We are the fairies, come dance all night long

These are my favorites. Sorry, I am biased towards longer poems. I don't prefer 2 sentence stanzas. Just my opinion.
However, Lust was very very good. The last few stanzas were climactic and I loved the last stanza. Powerful words, with some nice rhyming.

Falling into the abyss was good, but it left me wanting. It seems like it should have been expanded upon. Although, you could leave it like that. It would increase the readers interest. (from personal experience lol)

Creepy Clowns was amazing. It was my favorite out of them all. The persona's of the clowns, and what each one inflicted or is capable of. I found that to be highly alluring. Nicely organized, and nice rhyming. Sorry I have to mention this one thing wrong though. Just me nitpicking. Every sentence of the first stanza starts with The. lol It just irked me.

Great job, keep writing. When did you write these? Recently or huh?

"Truth isn't absolute truth you fuckwad of a scholar (and Immanuel Kant was just as fucked up as the rest of us)"

Didactic stones in sand have wrought
Impressions numerous as their size
Paths marked plainly by the eyes
As over the shores they rise
Cast in time's demise

Many men through life have sought
A world's worth of pearled hope
Hidden on the scarring slope
Another useless, tiny trope
Certainty they must elope

Barbaric are the processes which guide our devotion
You will see the stones move without much emotion
Ad hoc, ad absurdum do they make their transition
With quite little regard to futile erudition

"Here comes Zeno by diverging degrees, though as per his own definition he will never really reach us at all"

Ten words at a time sufficed me to say
A heart-felt askance of your Platonic day
Ill-met we became, our lives gone astray
'till five were the most
I ventured to say

Aft to the end had your fancies been drawn
Away from the gloom of our once kindred bond
And though, but of course, our love had been fond
My vision grew weak
Under foggy, black dawn

Five quickly dwindled between opposite ways
To so few that I felt as if stuck in a haze
And drooping, lead lids I bothered not to raise
'till around two-point-five
I ventured to say

A space had appeared when I woke from my slumber
An awareness of bodies retreating in number
From more than the cosmos, joined neatly in two
As I felt only mine
The one lost, without you.

Various times, the oldest is probably 5 years old.....

Abyss is probably my personal favorite. I wrote it when I felt like I was on right on the line between complete insanity and sanity. I haven't been able to feel that intense about a poem or felt that creative in a long time. Funny how the most negative emotions can bring out the greatest creativity. I wrote abyss in just a matter of minutes, it was crazy, every line just came to me almost instantly, lol.
Newest one in there is maybe a month or two old.

"I hate you when you wear that fake misery mask"

I hate you when you wear that fake misery mask
I hate you when you wear that fake misery mask
I hate you when you wear that fake misery mask
I hate you when you wear that fake misery mask
I especially hate you when you wear that fake misery mask

"Outsourced to China"

I coded away with immeasurable power
Line after line through out every hour
Coffee ahoy! I refilled my cup
Began once again
And didn't let up

An email arrived - with Outlook it did flirt
Just kidding - it was sendmail which gave the alert
A note from the boss, how cordial and clean!
Evidently, right now, I am to be seen

I tick-tacked away as I finished a comment
Then stood up abruptly and walked rather silent
Only now did I wonder at what now I do see
What exactly would the pointy head want just with me?

In his office I stood, not offered a chair
And looked at the jet-black gelled work of his hair
So stoic a face did he have on that day
I knew then and there
Just what he would say

"I'm sorry, you see"
Clients this, labor that
"We need to cut back; finances are flat"
I'm a good employee, blah blah fucking blah
And I'd done the best work that he ever saw

But lo! From above, root gave the command
To fire some bastards, have them all canned
My boss had been asked to handle them all
Above and beyond had he answered the call

That's when it hit me
And I felt not so tall
They had outsourced to China
My job - pay and all.

That was fantastically written! Flowed brilliantly