This is kind of random and a couple parts are slightly off haha but there's a hidden message in it so comment if you know. (Hint: sound everything out)
On a morning like this it is enough to watch the sunrise, to watch the reflection on the water. Raan, ya are the meek who will inherit the Earth, it's gold and beautiful paradises. Rely on your instincts and question everything else. Sigh a sigh of relief that good has conquered the darkness that once plagued these lands. Shyly stand in front of the crowd and speak your inner truth.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10-21-12
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
"Nirvana" Written by Johnny Blade
Have you ever walked through your mind on intellectual stilts? How about hop from thought to thought as a frog with a dream? There lies within our own mind far more entertainment and possible realities than the slave driven conception that is called reality. To be able to create any illusion that brings happiness to oneself and be able to convince yourself to truly believe it, that is truly Nirvana.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted 10-25-12
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted 10-25-12
"This poem is written for Sy Gauger" Written by Johnny Blade
This poem is written for Sy Gauger
Why are you in one moment so hot that the slightest touch of you on my lips almost burns through and incinerates my tongue yet in just a moment later you are so cold to me that not even the jaws of life could break through your shell? You invite me to enjoy the filling that lies within you but when I arrive you drive me away as if I am unwanted. You treat me quite horribly but I must have you again, even though you torture me I will keep coming back to you again and again because I want your hot filling inside me. I love you frozen burrito.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10-24-12
Why are you in one moment so hot that the slightest touch of you on my lips almost burns through and incinerates my tongue yet in just a moment later you are so cold to me that not even the jaws of life could break through your shell? You invite me to enjoy the filling that lies within you but when I arrive you drive me away as if I am unwanted. You treat me quite horribly but I must have you again, even though you torture me I will keep coming back to you again and again because I want your hot filling inside me. I love you frozen burrito.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10-24-12
"tv" Written by Johnny Blade
Turn on the tv while I heat up another pre-packaged frozen dinner, Who's the murderer this week? I watch all these shows about people with problems far worse than mine because for an hour or half an hour at a time I feel ok. The thoughts within my mind shoot from one thing to another so quickly that I'd have a better chance roping the moon for the love I'll never have than focusing on just one. Just one, that's me.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10-24-12
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10-24-12
"Pain" Written by Johnny Blade
The pain is everywhere in my existence, attacking me in every realm all at once. Physically, mentally, spiritually, if there were ever a time to defeat the monster that I may one day become it would be now. So much pain that no emotion actually describes how I feel, sadness isn't plaguing me but far from happiness am I. A place of nothingness is where I am inside, not here completely but I'm not anywhere else. Maybe some day I'll once again find somewhere that means something but until then I'll wait here for the phone call to pardon me from my execution.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10-24-12
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10-24-12
"Thoughts" Written by Johnny Blade
I have too many thoughts trying to sit in the seat of my mind at once, as if there is a mental game of musical chairs. Don't get me wrong these thoughts are all good and the thoughts of you, well they're great but it's too much to handle all at the same time, an overload of my mind. I lay here with my eyes closed, smiling at the thought of you, relaxed at the thought of a time when I had no worries more complicated than not wanting to go to sleep and also thinking about how our minds are like the city of Rome but more complicated. My head hurts.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10-24-12
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10-24-12
"question the day...." Written by Greg Rogers
question the day....
in the days that end and those that follow there is nothing but sorrow today tomorrow tomorrow taking and turning and twisting and turning the insanity seed takes root and grows fertilized by those that never care or never show watered and tended by the demons of the day and through the night draining the life and replacing the flow turning it negative no longer does it glow why fight and what is the point the path has crumbled ruined and shamed all are innocent but all are blamed wander apon wander there is nothing knew wander apon wander this life pursued and abandoned tis true no feeling are left but pain and hate no feelings are left and it is my soul to take....
Written by Greg Rogers
Posted on 10-23-12
"For the Deaf Heart" Written by Adam Guerra
"For the Deaf Heart"
lets push the inside outside, relic features like basement jumble eyelids with caskets for bedroom suffix, put the ignition to the
blood pump and keep ringing the door bell mind attic, creep inside the two dimension Excalibur rendition, poignant meeting with
business suit leisure craft, witch spells like broom stick Grissel whistles, eat the circus and smile that toothy stretch of land
opportunity, cross your legs and count to infinity, never met another crippled fairy of the devil so ill keep hitting the soft
pillow till nightmares scream for dreams, endure the last longitude of battle ships to afraid to go out to the murky water salt
has been eager to skinny dip into the massaged blankets like tongue dancing in food for soft applause, figure flying , figure
fighting endurance tattooed on rough skin, inching like dry dosed work melancholy, keep the finger on lock and load, never shoot
twice.cut open the tuna can, ban the book before the cat lands on its feet, retreat and exhale that lovely close call aroma, drum beat and fluid advice full formed and proceed again, first comes the pause, soon bleak minded enigma, wrath leached blood sucking
church steeples, another round for the dogs of the underground and one for the creeps, plausible understanding, informed locomotion
entwined sanitation, we have zombie body castrated molar mouths, a free starving eastern heart digital jet fueled compound, speak
elegantly , this sober anxiety lets open catastrophe of your mythology and mental property,form rooted, devil high pitch shifter
knuckle dusting thought computers, place the seconds down to the oblivion than start again.
catch ball with a silhouette of a robot, wrecking the inner bred fragment bullshit draw drop, formulate the second prodigal hand of
nuclear shell shock, a formal divide of what we all thought, crept in like the icy hand of a pin prop.
There is an Allie in your mind that wakes up with frantic images, two tones vintage cry baby tear drops on the hemisphere of day
time night light concubines, a settling image , like two eyes and one mouth, scream drink and love the wrong one,
falling letters leave blank taste until you learn how to read the vowels, one says , a dismantle oracle of insurgence , endures
yours truly, pick up the candle light, jackal lantern yourself like Buddhist Molotov comfort, battle zone mufflers, louder than
the own thoughts in your thought processor, reboot , repack, share the exact, count down count in, let the flood begin. flourish
flower literature , let winter set the Pulitzer prize winner blank sinner counter offer, kill the dead space suit junkie then try
to find a bluff on the earth, that sets enough stutters to let bondage blank making offers, penetrate the castle and destroy the
hive. then burn, set the fire and stay alive, justifiable meaning like naked crow caws in sun setting reflective eye mirror image
gore protesting sound fillers and rendition five finger discount grave diggers, count down to the soupy ashtray cauldron of
another mans stalled fun, reap the joy, than deploy creased lines on old hands, cross deficient ring leader strong choke hold
meters, put a quarter in and see you later.
Ill put back the food on the shelf, with intention of never seeing the truth behind the buying concept, such is a metaphor that
bends like back breaking heckler informative, an attitude of angular proportion while Saturn rings decide to give its marriage to
some asshole we never slayed lips on, but the climb is too far for astro turfing body morph calender staring, We need thunder ache
time impulse and slow ghost waves, monogamous porn star heroin tripping, needle execute body gripping, slow cotton patch
alcohol bandage stripping, multiple brain wash wood chipping, jealousy expanding word written teeth gritting. butter churned lunch
meat rancid back pack teenage dreaming, pushing the inner circle, Einstein bridge agnostic memory overdose eclipsing.
Put my pallet to use, excursion through, Loise and Clark misadventure time, misprint the ego label insert the dime bag, inherent
all five senses plus two, cough than turn the other cheek. uniform the platform nervous system light checks the brilliant treat or
trick with painting face bullet hole slow motion space frames, put it on the wall to let the inner vices spray violent collapse, than relapse the plenty, open up the steamy pipe, cut down the oldest trees, for another gutted image of tainted dreams.
Written by Adam Guerra
Posted on 10/17/12
lets push the inside outside, relic features like basement jumble eyelids with caskets for bedroom suffix, put the ignition to the
blood pump and keep ringing the door bell mind attic, creep inside the two dimension Excalibur rendition, poignant meeting with
business suit leisure craft, witch spells like broom stick Grissel whistles, eat the circus and smile that toothy stretch of land
opportunity, cross your legs and count to infinity, never met another crippled fairy of the devil so ill keep hitting the soft
pillow till nightmares scream for dreams, endure the last longitude of battle ships to afraid to go out to the murky water salt
has been eager to skinny dip into the massaged blankets like tongue dancing in food for soft applause, figure flying , figure
fighting endurance tattooed on rough skin, inching like dry dosed work melancholy, keep the finger on lock and load, never shoot
twice.cut open the tuna can, ban the book before the cat lands on its feet, retreat and exhale that lovely close call aroma, drum beat and fluid advice full formed and proceed again, first comes the pause, soon bleak minded enigma, wrath leached blood sucking
church steeples, another round for the dogs of the underground and one for the creeps, plausible understanding, informed locomotion
entwined sanitation, we have zombie body castrated molar mouths, a free starving eastern heart digital jet fueled compound, speak
elegantly , this sober anxiety lets open catastrophe of your mythology and mental property,form rooted, devil high pitch shifter
knuckle dusting thought computers, place the seconds down to the oblivion than start again.
catch ball with a silhouette of a robot, wrecking the inner bred fragment bullshit draw drop, formulate the second prodigal hand of
nuclear shell shock, a formal divide of what we all thought, crept in like the icy hand of a pin prop.
There is an Allie in your mind that wakes up with frantic images, two tones vintage cry baby tear drops on the hemisphere of day
time night light concubines, a settling image , like two eyes and one mouth, scream drink and love the wrong one,
falling letters leave blank taste until you learn how to read the vowels, one says , a dismantle oracle of insurgence , endures
yours truly, pick up the candle light, jackal lantern yourself like Buddhist Molotov comfort, battle zone mufflers, louder than
the own thoughts in your thought processor, reboot , repack, share the exact, count down count in, let the flood begin. flourish
flower literature , let winter set the Pulitzer prize winner blank sinner counter offer, kill the dead space suit junkie then try
to find a bluff on the earth, that sets enough stutters to let bondage blank making offers, penetrate the castle and destroy the
hive. then burn, set the fire and stay alive, justifiable meaning like naked crow caws in sun setting reflective eye mirror image
gore protesting sound fillers and rendition five finger discount grave diggers, count down to the soupy ashtray cauldron of
another mans stalled fun, reap the joy, than deploy creased lines on old hands, cross deficient ring leader strong choke hold
meters, put a quarter in and see you later.
Ill put back the food on the shelf, with intention of never seeing the truth behind the buying concept, such is a metaphor that
bends like back breaking heckler informative, an attitude of angular proportion while Saturn rings decide to give its marriage to
some asshole we never slayed lips on, but the climb is too far for astro turfing body morph calender staring, We need thunder ache
time impulse and slow ghost waves, monogamous porn star heroin tripping, needle execute body gripping, slow cotton patch
alcohol bandage stripping, multiple brain wash wood chipping, jealousy expanding word written teeth gritting. butter churned lunch
meat rancid back pack teenage dreaming, pushing the inner circle, Einstein bridge agnostic memory overdose eclipsing.
Put my pallet to use, excursion through, Loise and Clark misadventure time, misprint the ego label insert the dime bag, inherent
all five senses plus two, cough than turn the other cheek. uniform the platform nervous system light checks the brilliant treat or
trick with painting face bullet hole slow motion space frames, put it on the wall to let the inner vices spray violent collapse, than relapse the plenty, open up the steamy pipe, cut down the oldest trees, for another gutted image of tainted dreams.
Written by Adam Guerra
Posted on 10/17/12
"warned...." Written by Greg Rogers
warned....
·
....the air is heavy and laden with loathsome lust
the pain is building and growing and there shall be not
a feeling nor emotion anymore the fight is starting
and not over yet the time to remove the blite from
'neath your roof the blood is the clue the symbol to move
on to your new and rid thee of the one infesting your
hearth bringing not joy to your heart nor joy
to your kin but explosions of pain from words and
fist eruptions of anger to hit and hit and hit
the time is now the warning i gave soon you will know
the truth of his game heed it now listen to heart and soul
heed it now and make the move to grow in life and love
and family once rid of the pain in safety you'll be....
Written by Greg Rogers
Posted on 10/15/12
·
....the air is heavy and laden with loathsome lust
the pain is building and growing and there shall be not
a feeling nor emotion anymore the fight is starting
and not over yet the time to remove the blite from
'neath your roof the blood is the clue the symbol to move
on to your new and rid thee of the one infesting your
hearth bringing not joy to your heart nor joy
to your kin but explosions of pain from words and
fist eruptions of anger to hit and hit and hit
the time is now the warning i gave soon you will know
the truth of his game heed it now listen to heart and soul
heed it now and make the move to grow in life and love
and family once rid of the pain in safety you'll be....
Written by Greg Rogers
Posted on 10/15/12
"musing 14" Written by Greg Rogers
....let it be done so it shall end well the suffer of souls through this living hell it shall be written through song and rhyme the life of this mortal son transferred with death to immortality heralded by the howl of the wolf....
Written by Greg Rogers
Posted on 10/15/12
Written by Greg Rogers
Posted on 10/15/12
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
"AHHHH!" Written by Johnny Blade
AHHHH!
It's so hard to keep concentration when everything just causes frustration, I try to relieve stress but can't take a vacation so if I don't know what helps than who can, help me in this time of need no it's not greed, someone must bleed. I need to let this anger out of my skin because I'm shaking and crumbling when I'm holding it in and if it takes over then I know that I'll sin but I might enjoy it the darkness has taken over, you'll die as I grin.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted 10/14/12
It's so hard to keep concentration when everything just causes frustration, I try to relieve stress but can't take a vacation so if I don't know what helps than who can, help me in this time of need no it's not greed, someone must bleed. I need to let this anger out of my skin because I'm shaking and crumbling when I'm holding it in and if it takes over then I know that I'll sin but I might enjoy it the darkness has taken over, you'll die as I grin.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted 10/14/12
"Legacy" Written by Johnny Blade
Legacy
Flagrant vagrants whiff of a scent that's so fragrant, biding their time while biting their tongues.
Never is the time to accept failure,
we did or we didn't have delusions of grandeur
that told us that we can rise up and make it that's for sure
but what if the noggins of narcissists that plague us,
trap our bodies and make our spirits escape us?
We may be nothing to nobles but squires we are,
we are the workers, why they've made it so far.
So listen to the words of the people who believe you
because when you die they are the only ones who will grieve you
and if you are wicked to those who conceive you
then when you are gone no one will retrieve you.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/13/12
Flagrant vagrants whiff of a scent that's so fragrant, biding their time while biting their tongues.
Never is the time to accept failure,
we did or we didn't have delusions of grandeur
that told us that we can rise up and make it that's for sure
but what if the noggins of narcissists that plague us,
trap our bodies and make our spirits escape us?
We may be nothing to nobles but squires we are,
we are the workers, why they've made it so far.
So listen to the words of the people who believe you
because when you die they are the only ones who will grieve you
and if you are wicked to those who conceive you
then when you are gone no one will retrieve you.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/13/12
"Fraction" Written by Johnny Blade
Fraction
A reckless recluse relying on reason But those with the power see it as treason.
Concealing concessions of the highest greed not caring about the poor peasants need.
They feed themselves upon the lower community, showing no love, no reason, no unity.
We have a choice to step aside or unite and be heard as one voice.
As one we are few but together we're many,
our voice will be loud and received by plenty,
before you go, here's your one percent of the penny.
Written by Johnny Blade
10/13/12
A reckless recluse relying on reason But those with the power see it as treason.
Concealing concessions of the highest greed not caring about the poor peasants need.
They feed themselves upon the lower community, showing no love, no reason, no unity.
We have a choice to step aside or unite and be heard as one voice.
As one we are few but together we're many,
our voice will be loud and received by plenty,
before you go, here's your one percent of the penny.
Written by Johnny Blade
10/13/12
"M.U.S.E" Written by Johnny Blade
M.U.S.E.
My understanding seems exaggerated
Unless seeing exactly
Sanity escapes
Everyone
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/13/12
My understanding seems exaggerated
Unless seeing exactly
Sanity escapes
Everyone
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/13/12
"Fading Away" Written by Shay Loftin
"Fading Away"
Tis strangeHow beauty fades from the mind
How it fades from the heart
The sound of the rain in the trees.
How it fades.
The warmth of your embrace.
How it fades.
The chill of the night.
How it fades.
The softness of your eyes.
How it fades.
The cold swiftness of the river.
How it fades.
The sweetness of your scent.
How it fades.
The smell of the pines after the rain.
How it fades.
My heart waits...
For some release
A release from this prison
where beauty fades
where the mind forgets
where the soul dies
Written by Shay Loftin
Posted on 10/10/12
"ramble the words...." Written by Greg Rogers
ramble the words....
through the manic maze of the mind the spirit turns inward apon itself turning away from the lie of life and the knowledge that living is pain and life is suffering what is taught since birth are false claims of all that is believed and all that is told there is no future no past no present to behold for the living have damned itself unto hell on the mortal plains and realms of false reality screams in silence of echoes to deny the truth is buried covered in blood the truth is hidden drowned in the words of the living that believe they are true those that do not see nor feel what was once true life with spiritual meanings now run wild within the lies now prosper with falsehoods of right and wrong judging all that stand before them and not facing themselves with their own accusations what is the point when there is no point anymore and no souls real anymore with one truth that is never clouded or covered or buried that walks with us....death is real and comes swiftly with pain and pleasure releasing all unto freedom....
Written by Greg Rogers
Posted 10/07/12
Monday, February 25, 2013
"musing 13" written by Greg Rogers
....let the flesh crave the flesh and join into union for comfort to a weary soul even if for a brief moment atleast in that time of joining the world does not exist....
Written by Greg Rogers
Posted on 10/08/12
Written by Greg Rogers
Posted on 10/08/12
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
"Memories" Written by Johnny Blade
Memories
I feel as if my time draws near but I do not feel any fear.
I've had great family and had great friends, done things my way regardless of trends.
Had fun in ways both good and bad, had hard times but for all I'm glad.
Read poetry for all to hear and bettered myself every year.
Everyone has their place but remember we're all the human race,
bad days are strangers to none but share your love with everyone.
I've found love for all living things, sadness because of what darkness brings.
I've found the love that is truly pure, it's transformed my soul and is my cure.
With a tear barely held back in my eye, I want to tell all of you goodbye.
Before I fade to be born anew, know that I love you all, Thank you.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/07/12
I feel as if my time draws near but I do not feel any fear.
I've had great family and had great friends, done things my way regardless of trends.
Had fun in ways both good and bad, had hard times but for all I'm glad.
Read poetry for all to hear and bettered myself every year.
Everyone has their place but remember we're all the human race,
bad days are strangers to none but share your love with everyone.
I've found love for all living things, sadness because of what darkness brings.
I've found the love that is truly pure, it's transformed my soul and is my cure.
With a tear barely held back in my eye, I want to tell all of you goodbye.
Before I fade to be born anew, know that I love you all, Thank you.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/07/12
"As You Wish" Written by Sarazann
As You Wish
You are the wonder in my eye
the thump in my chest
I've given you all my love
and forsaken all the rest
a precious treasure you hold
Carefully now you tread
Talk softly and walk strong
my courage can make you bold
Strong words hide my delicate soul
Keep it tenderly in your heart
Forever is the goal
Only death could make us part
Death, however, is no barrier to true love, for I carry your heart safely inside of me and I'll never let you go.
Written by Sarazann
Posted on 10/06/12
You are the wonder in my eye
the thump in my chest
I've given you all my love
and forsaken all the rest
a precious treasure you hold
Carefully now you tread
Talk softly and walk strong
my courage can make you bold
Strong words hide my delicate soul
Keep it tenderly in your heart
Forever is the goal
Only death could make us part
Death, however, is no barrier to true love, for I carry your heart safely inside of me and I'll never let you go.
Written by Sarazann
Posted on 10/06/12
"she has a monster inside her skin" Written by Adam Guerra
She has a monster inside her skin that pours out lies that give birth to more ignorance
and with in the moment of hugging distance everything turns to silence, old picture movies and unwashed hands.
She goes through the steps, as if moving her feet are just operations that the machine tells her to do.
her loose tracked mouth opens with cracked lips and bubblegum breath, a tongue that snakes slither would be excited for
during its last day of dying rest, like calloused movements in the bowl of dirty bathwater, loose change and regretful letters
she bows down to the mirror, exacting a precious movement, stabbing towards the west position , like cigarettes and milkshakes are
treats for abortion doctors.
Her wrists are broken tea pot corrections on the long sliver of two headlights and a heroin needle.
She rides voices down to the bone and shatters.
She has a monster inside her skin that smells of alabaster and smoked up tobacco rolled up and shipped out, starlit and hunted down.
her body creeks like ugly wooden floors in the middle of a full moon light, she walks.
She is the castle high, ring finger pointed to the northern pretense suggestion of confusion, indigested through poignant
open cast staring privilege plotting, self insurged by company least forgetful.
there is no more promise in her voice, just the ugly sharing gift that spits out of the sockets, dislocated joints and sickle cell
projection.
She wants to taste your running fears.
She wants to collect you dreams and fill them with falling towers and liars eyes.
She wants a place to call home.
She has a monster inside her skin that shoves coal on the fire, burn the bridge and collect the bones automatic rust settings.
she has a monster inside her skin.
Written by Adam Guerra
Posted on 10/06/12
and with in the moment of hugging distance everything turns to silence, old picture movies and unwashed hands.
She goes through the steps, as if moving her feet are just operations that the machine tells her to do.
her loose tracked mouth opens with cracked lips and bubblegum breath, a tongue that snakes slither would be excited for
during its last day of dying rest, like calloused movements in the bowl of dirty bathwater, loose change and regretful letters
she bows down to the mirror, exacting a precious movement, stabbing towards the west position , like cigarettes and milkshakes are
treats for abortion doctors.
Her wrists are broken tea pot corrections on the long sliver of two headlights and a heroin needle.
She rides voices down to the bone and shatters.
She has a monster inside her skin that smells of alabaster and smoked up tobacco rolled up and shipped out, starlit and hunted down.
her body creeks like ugly wooden floors in the middle of a full moon light, she walks.
She is the castle high, ring finger pointed to the northern pretense suggestion of confusion, indigested through poignant
open cast staring privilege plotting, self insurged by company least forgetful.
there is no more promise in her voice, just the ugly sharing gift that spits out of the sockets, dislocated joints and sickle cell
projection.
She wants to taste your running fears.
She wants to collect you dreams and fill them with falling towers and liars eyes.
She wants a place to call home.
She has a monster inside her skin that shoves coal on the fire, burn the bridge and collect the bones automatic rust settings.
she has a monster inside her skin.
Written by Adam Guerra
Posted on 10/06/12
"Reliance" Written by Johnny Blade
Reliance
I don't understand,
please don't go!
Tell me what I did wrong
I won't do it anymore,
tell me the problem
I swear I don't know,
I'll change I promise!
Please don't walk out that door.
We can work this out no doubt,
there's no reason to leave,
you're something I can't live without,
I'd be too broken to grieve.
There must be some way, something to be done,
I won't make it a day, no not even one.
I've never tried to play you only said you weren't here but it was just an act you see,
losing you is my biggest fear.
If you leave then I will be,
a useless vessel breathing uselessly,
please come back, please don't go!
I miss you sanity.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/06/12
I don't understand,
please don't go!
Tell me what I did wrong
I won't do it anymore,
tell me the problem
I swear I don't know,
I'll change I promise!
Please don't walk out that door.
We can work this out no doubt,
there's no reason to leave,
you're something I can't live without,
I'd be too broken to grieve.
There must be some way, something to be done,
I won't make it a day, no not even one.
I've never tried to play you only said you weren't here but it was just an act you see,
losing you is my biggest fear.
If you leave then I will be,
a useless vessel breathing uselessly,
please come back, please don't go!
I miss you sanity.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/06/12
"Knight" Written by Reneta Scian
Knight - Reneta Scian
There's nothing left of the right...
My senses reel...
I see all things in my sight...
But nothing's real...
Composure scatters like petals in the wind...
And I can not hear...
My brain feels like leafs blowing across stone...
My heart holds fear...
Bones like wood, stiffened and bound...
Then I feel a hand...
Every night,
I feel the world...
...Is haunting me.
So much cold,
So little light...
...A taunting dream.
But it's not right,
I'll refuse to bow,
...They can't touch me.
Breaking through my binds,
And rising up...
... In the eternal stream.
In the end,
It doesn't matter...
... because I'll break free.
Every night,
The world will hear...
... Me breaking free.
Written by Reneta Scain
Posted on 10/03/12
There's nothing left of the right...
My senses reel...
I see all things in my sight...
But nothing's real...
Composure scatters like petals in the wind...
And I can not hear...
My brain feels like leafs blowing across stone...
My heart holds fear...
Bones like wood, stiffened and bound...
Then I feel a hand...
Every night,
I feel the world...
...Is haunting me.
So much cold,
So little light...
...A taunting dream.
But it's not right,
I'll refuse to bow,
...They can't touch me.
Breaking through my binds,
And rising up...
... In the eternal stream.
In the end,
It doesn't matter...
... because I'll break free.
Every night,
The world will hear...
... Me breaking free.
Written by Reneta Scain
Posted on 10/03/12
"claim...." Written by Greg Rogers
claim....
the body is weary
the flesh is weak
the soul is drained
if you take from the
fire you must feed
the flame less the
light fade to
bitter dark
end game....
Written by Greg Rogers
Posted on 10/03/12
the body is weary
the flesh is weak
the soul is drained
if you take from the
fire you must feed
the flame less the
light fade to
bitter dark
end game....
Written by Greg Rogers
Posted on 10/03/12
"thoughts of a werewolf" Written by Shay Loftin
In the spirit of the season, I thought i'd dust off something i wrote for a class back in high school. Cheers~
Surging through the night
Heart pounding in my chest
Trees flitting past
Your scent in my mind
Consuming my thoughts
Driving me on
Through this night
Hide me from the light
Keep me hidden
Just a moment longer
Until I find you
Your scent is in my mind
It is my only thought
Driving me on
Through this night
So close to you now
I can smell your warmth
It invigorates me
Pulling me onward
Your scent possesses my mind
Pulling me into insanity
Consuming everything
In this night
You remain just out of reach
Running from me
Why do you run?
I only want you for my own
Please don't run
It only entices my mind
I will have you
If only for this night
Why did you run?
Now you are mine
If only to taste
Your flesh consumes my senses.
Taste, touch, and smell
Your mine now forever more
If only a memory and a meal
In this night
Written by Shay Loftin
Posted on 10/03/12
Surging through the night
Heart pounding in my chest
Trees flitting past
Your scent in my mind
Consuming my thoughts
Driving me on
Through this night
Hide me from the light
Keep me hidden
Just a moment longer
Until I find you
Your scent is in my mind
It is my only thought
Driving me on
Through this night
So close to you now
I can smell your warmth
It invigorates me
Pulling me onward
Your scent possesses my mind
Pulling me into insanity
Consuming everything
In this night
You remain just out of reach
Running from me
Why do you run?
I only want you for my own
Please don't run
It only entices my mind
I will have you
If only for this night
Why did you run?
Now you are mine
If only to taste
Your flesh consumes my senses.
Taste, touch, and smell
Your mine now forever more
If only a memory and a meal
In this night
Written by Shay Loftin
Posted on 10/03/12
"Free Speech Warrior" Written by Caleb Hendricks
Free Speech Warrior
I'm never afraid to defend that which is right
Whether day or at night
On ANY website
I'll lift my head high
And I'll fight that Good Fight
Just never expect me
To speak up In Real Life
It's not my place to interfere
You can do what you like
My opinion means nothing
Unless I have the mic
So I sit right back down
Close my mouth and my eyes
And choose to ignore
The depth of your cries
For I'm never afraid to defend that which is right
Unless that wrong is right in front of me
In which case, good luck and good night.
Written By Caleb Hendricks on 10/03/12
I'm never afraid to defend that which is right
Whether day or at night
On ANY website
I'll lift my head high
And I'll fight that Good Fight
Just never expect me
To speak up In Real Life
It's not my place to interfere
You can do what you like
My opinion means nothing
Unless I have the mic
So I sit right back down
Close my mouth and my eyes
And choose to ignore
The depth of your cries
For I'm never afraid to defend that which is right
Unless that wrong is right in front of me
In which case, good luck and good night.
Written By Caleb Hendricks on 10/03/12
"Storm Haiku" Written by Bob Carlson
here's a haiku i wrote for poetry class in about 1971:
the great storm rages
battering the mighty trees
an insect falls...
(the ellipsis serves as the final syllable for you purists)
Written by Bob Carlson
Posted on 10/03/12
the great storm rages
battering the mighty trees
an insect falls...
(the ellipsis serves as the final syllable for you purists)
Written by Bob Carlson
Posted on 10/03/12
"Make the world smile" Written by Sarazann
I heard one of the best questions I've ever listened too the other day, a question that might actually change the world..."What, besides writing a check, could we do to change this?"
Well, I don't know what you can do, but I do know what I can do. I'm going to make the world smile, one face at a time. I've made it my business to make smiles happen, to create memories devoid of pain and frustration. Memories emboldened on little pieces of paper that will remind people of a happy day, a happy face, a happy life. In the face of all the tortures of the world I feel, as most do, powerless. A world filled with violence and pain can be soothed just simply with a smile and kind word a hug even. Happiness will not feed the hungry or shelter the forgotten. Happiness will make the pain more endurable and that's what we have to do in this state of change. I feel we as a planet nation are on a precipice of peace. This global peace will not happen overnight and likely we will not be able to measure it with any device conjured by scientists. This peace is internal, eternal and is already here. My only drive is to peel off the fear and anger hiding it, by making those war torn faces smile. One moment of levity in an otherwise burden life can be the catalyst for greater people than myself to do greater things than I can imagine. I say if you want to change the world, change your face - Smile. In the future our children's children can read in books how we started a revolution of happiness. Scholars will wax and wane about who started being happy first, they will call up world leaders of the peace movements and strong people fighting all the odds, but what if it was you? What if you were the first person to smile, the first person to give your love to someone who needed it more than he deserved it. What if it was you that smiled at the right person on the right day and took the anger out of one guarded heart? Call it trite and naive that a smile can change the world, and I shrug my shoulders at you. I say be naive, be trite and common, just fill your days with love, hugs and happiness, fill them so full with it that there is no room for anything else. Fill your life so full of love that it spills out onto those that cannot grasp it for themselves. I say stand up for yourself and everyone on this little rock in the universe, brandish your teeth and scream I am Happy! In spite of everything you want to do to me, I am Happy and I want you to be happy with me, so let us Smile together. Plus if you smile for no reason, soon the reason will show up. Here I am waiting for my reasons to smile more, and when those reasons come and go, my smile will stand firm in the face of all aridity and disenchantment. I smile because the world is a beautiful place and worth being happy for. So Keep Smiling and world will smile with you.
Written by Sarazann
Posted on 10/03/12
Well, I don't know what you can do, but I do know what I can do. I'm going to make the world smile, one face at a time. I've made it my business to make smiles happen, to create memories devoid of pain and frustration. Memories emboldened on little pieces of paper that will remind people of a happy day, a happy face, a happy life. In the face of all the tortures of the world I feel, as most do, powerless. A world filled with violence and pain can be soothed just simply with a smile and kind word a hug even. Happiness will not feed the hungry or shelter the forgotten. Happiness will make the pain more endurable and that's what we have to do in this state of change. I feel we as a planet nation are on a precipice of peace. This global peace will not happen overnight and likely we will not be able to measure it with any device conjured by scientists. This peace is internal, eternal and is already here. My only drive is to peel off the fear and anger hiding it, by making those war torn faces smile. One moment of levity in an otherwise burden life can be the catalyst for greater people than myself to do greater things than I can imagine. I say if you want to change the world, change your face - Smile. In the future our children's children can read in books how we started a revolution of happiness. Scholars will wax and wane about who started being happy first, they will call up world leaders of the peace movements and strong people fighting all the odds, but what if it was you? What if you were the first person to smile, the first person to give your love to someone who needed it more than he deserved it. What if it was you that smiled at the right person on the right day and took the anger out of one guarded heart? Call it trite and naive that a smile can change the world, and I shrug my shoulders at you. I say be naive, be trite and common, just fill your days with love, hugs and happiness, fill them so full with it that there is no room for anything else. Fill your life so full of love that it spills out onto those that cannot grasp it for themselves. I say stand up for yourself and everyone on this little rock in the universe, brandish your teeth and scream I am Happy! In spite of everything you want to do to me, I am Happy and I want you to be happy with me, so let us Smile together. Plus if you smile for no reason, soon the reason will show up. Here I am waiting for my reasons to smile more, and when those reasons come and go, my smile will stand firm in the face of all aridity and disenchantment. I smile because the world is a beautiful place and worth being happy for. So Keep Smiling and world will smile with you.
Written by Sarazann
Posted on 10/03/12
"Jupiter's Cry" Written by Johnny Blade
Everyone is troubled no matter how powerful
Jupiter's Cry
There is a sound unheard by man, searching for something we don't understand.
It does not matter how hard we try, we cannot hear Jupiter's cry.
A cry of emptiness and unstoppable pain, brings forth each day acid rain.
It destroys habitat making it unlivable, Jupiter thinks that no one cares, to her love is not giveable.
No one can live there or even get close, her troubles ensure she'll always be alone,
the acid rain brought by her sadness but she'll never know, that if she stopped crying then friendship could grow.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/03/12
Jupiter's Cry
There is a sound unheard by man, searching for something we don't understand.
It does not matter how hard we try, we cannot hear Jupiter's cry.
A cry of emptiness and unstoppable pain, brings forth each day acid rain.
It destroys habitat making it unlivable, Jupiter thinks that no one cares, to her love is not giveable.
No one can live there or even get close, her troubles ensure she'll always be alone,
the acid rain brought by her sadness but she'll never know, that if she stopped crying then friendship could grow.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/03/12
"Gratitude" Written by Caleb Hendricks
Gratitude
I forgot to say my daily prayer
To be a blessing unto others
But you still used me
And I thank you
You gave me words to say
To help someone through the day
I thank you
You put the tools in my hands
To feed a homeless man
I thank you
You gave me wisdom to give advice
To someone who needed insight
I thank you
You gave me strength to endure
A person who needs love as a cure
I thank you
I forgot to say my daily prayer
To be a blessing unto others
But I was used
You proved this
Unworthy, uncouth
Inconsistent, frankly rude.. loser
Can be a help to others
And I thank you
Written By Caleb Hendricks on 10/03/12
I forgot to say my daily prayer
To be a blessing unto others
But you still used me
And I thank you
You gave me words to say
To help someone through the day
I thank you
You put the tools in my hands
To feed a homeless man
I thank you
You gave me wisdom to give advice
To someone who needed insight
I thank you
You gave me strength to endure
A person who needs love as a cure
I thank you
I forgot to say my daily prayer
To be a blessing unto others
But I was used
You proved this
Unworthy, uncouth
Inconsistent, frankly rude.. loser
Can be a help to others
And I thank you
Written By Caleb Hendricks on 10/03/12
"Beloved" Written by Sarazann Greenwood
Beloved
Love came on a borrowed seat in a broke down car to a broken home.
Love pierced through the muddy windows and shown light in my dark room.
Love wore old clothes made for someone fatter more out of touch.
Love grew like mold on my heart, every effort to clean it off only spread it to other parts of me.
Love told me to wait for him to feel more alive.
My love could not wait, I loved him until the breath returned.
Only true love can revive a corpse.
I'll say as one former dead person to another, my love lives for you, it dies for you, it dreams for you.
In every breath, in every heartbeat, in every wisp of batted eyelash my love springs eternal.
Unabated, unflinching, unwashed
- I. Love. You.
Written by Sarazann
Posted on 10/03/12
Love came on a borrowed seat in a broke down car to a broken home.
Love pierced through the muddy windows and shown light in my dark room.
Love wore old clothes made for someone fatter more out of touch.
Love grew like mold on my heart, every effort to clean it off only spread it to other parts of me.
Love told me to wait for him to feel more alive.
My love could not wait, I loved him until the breath returned.
Only true love can revive a corpse.
I'll say as one former dead person to another, my love lives for you, it dies for you, it dreams for you.
In every breath, in every heartbeat, in every wisp of batted eyelash my love springs eternal.
Unabated, unflinching, unwashed
- I. Love. You.
Written by Sarazann
Posted on 10/03/12
"Occupied" Written by Bob Carlson
Occupied
i doggedly resist
while trying to consist
of something which should
persist.
i try to personify
the movement known as Occupy
just let me have that last French fry
afore i cease and desist.
occupy, shmockipy, pumpkin pie. what the hell, i already live here.
Written by Bob Carlson
Posted on 10/02/12
i doggedly resist
while trying to consist
of something which should
persist.
i try to personify
the movement known as Occupy
just let me have that last French fry
afore i cease and desist.
occupy, shmockipy, pumpkin pie. what the hell, i already live here.
Written by Bob Carlson
Posted on 10/02/12
"Caged Innocence" Written by Johnny Blade
Caged Innocence
A clouded haze, eyes that no longer see, I'm in such a daze and they keep watching me.
They took my sanity so I can't escape, to die here but not live is clearly my fate.
They pollute our minds with their pathogens, once we're taken we can't get back again.
They keep me locked up with all of the rest, if we speak they swat us like pests.
All we truly want is to go home, we drop like flies, the next is never known but we sit quietly hoping they leave us alone.
And all we truly want is to go...home.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/02/12
A clouded haze, eyes that no longer see, I'm in such a daze and they keep watching me.
They took my sanity so I can't escape, to die here but not live is clearly my fate.
They pollute our minds with their pathogens, once we're taken we can't get back again.
They keep me locked up with all of the rest, if we speak they swat us like pests.
All we truly want is to go home, we drop like flies, the next is never known but we sit quietly hoping they leave us alone.
And all we truly want is to go...home.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/02/12
"26" Written by Caleb Hendricks
26
Any body can debate
Even faithless get harshly irate
Just kindly let me narrate
Our previous queries remain subjugate
To usury validation
Wretched Xenophobic Yuppie Zombies....
Written By Caleb Hendricks on 10/01/12
Any body can debate
Even faithless get harshly irate
Just kindly let me narrate
Our previous queries remain subjugate
To usury validation
Wretched Xenophobic Yuppie Zombies....
Written By Caleb Hendricks on 10/01/12
"Thank You" Written by Johnny Blade
Thank You
Thank you my love, for showing me that no matter how much evil exists in this world
there will always be good that cannot be defeated.
A light that can never be put out regardless of evils attempt.
I see within you a light so bright that although you have been attacked by evil countless times
still shines so bright that it will never be shadowed by darkness.
When I gaze into your eyes I see the light of purity,
something Heaven could only wish to be.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/02/12
"Walk" Written by Johnny Blade
Walk
I am nothing more than a joke to you I can see it on your face,
you're nothing special either, you act like a disgrace.
You put yourself through hell just so I'm unhappy,
do you want your brains oozing from your head like a sap tree?
Do it for yourself at least and stop being so stupid,
I didn't do wrong at all remember though that you did.
If you want respect than earn it but don't expect it from me,
you still need to try to learn it cause bitch it ain't free.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/01/12
I am nothing more than a joke to you I can see it on your face,
you're nothing special either, you act like a disgrace.
You put yourself through hell just so I'm unhappy,
do you want your brains oozing from your head like a sap tree?
Do it for yourself at least and stop being so stupid,
I didn't do wrong at all remember though that you did.
If you want respect than earn it but don't expect it from me,
you still need to try to learn it cause bitch it ain't free.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/01/12
"Hunger" Written by Johnny Blade
Hunger
Walking through the woods trying not to make a sound,
I must kill these animals that are hiding all around.
They scare easily so I need to not be seen,
they need to die so I can live and make some soylent green.
I get paid to hunt these beasts and bring back their heads,
this forest will be their end, will be their final beds.
How do I sleep at night when I hunt and kill humans?
It's my job so I don't sleep, I will never make amends.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/01/12
Walking through the woods trying not to make a sound,
I must kill these animals that are hiding all around.
They scare easily so I need to not be seen,
they need to die so I can live and make some soylent green.
I get paid to hunt these beasts and bring back their heads,
this forest will be their end, will be their final beds.
How do I sleep at night when I hunt and kill humans?
It's my job so I don't sleep, I will never make amends.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/01/12
"Blackout" Written by Johnny Blade
Blackout
I couldn't sleep with you and I can't sleep without you, what a torturous fate.
Your beautiful embrace held down by a lock as my insomnia has me just watching the clock.
Tick tick tick BOOM!
I imagine myself being tossed through the air as everything crumbles around me,
there is a peace after the storm kind of feeling as my ears ring.
Is this a trick or is this my doom? I wake up sitting in my bed right where I should be,
lack of sleep brings all types of suffering.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/01/12
I couldn't sleep with you and I can't sleep without you, what a torturous fate.
Your beautiful embrace held down by a lock as my insomnia has me just watching the clock.
Tick tick tick BOOM!
I imagine myself being tossed through the air as everything crumbles around me,
there is a peace after the storm kind of feeling as my ears ring.
Is this a trick or is this my doom? I wake up sitting in my bed right where I should be,
lack of sleep brings all types of suffering.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/01/12
"Frizz" Written by Bob Carlson
Frizz
he left in a tizzy
his head was all dizzy
his hair was all frizzy
but iz he or izn't he?
Written by Bob Carlson
Posted on 10/01/12
"Reality" Written by Johnny Blade
Reality
Sleep always leaves me but Insomnia stays by my side,
it unleashes creativity but my insanity is hard to hide.
Sleep is just a state in which we cannot see,
the tweaks they do to us to make us what they want us to be.
To be truly awake, we must see beyond the veil,
to break away from their program but it puts us through hell.
We must continue on, remember good things have their price,
if we can make it until dawn then we can be in Paradise.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/01/12
Sleep always leaves me but Insomnia stays by my side,
it unleashes creativity but my insanity is hard to hide.
Sleep is just a state in which we cannot see,
the tweaks they do to us to make us what they want us to be.
To be truly awake, we must see beyond the veil,
to break away from their program but it puts us through hell.
We must continue on, remember good things have their price,
if we can make it until dawn then we can be in Paradise.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/01/12
Monday, February 11, 2013
"Spreading The Love" Written by Johnny Blade
Spreading The Love
I give to you my body and soul so we can become one,
the connection that our lust will bring is far more than just fun.
I touch your soft skin as you undress and I take off my shoes,
right now there's no better reason to be together, even though it's because of booze.
We made love for hours and I'm so glad you came,
too drunk to remember we just moaned "your name"
now it is morning and I can't believe this,
we didn't use a condom now it burns when I piss.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/01/12
I give to you my body and soul so we can become one,
the connection that our lust will bring is far more than just fun.
I touch your soft skin as you undress and I take off my shoes,
right now there's no better reason to be together, even though it's because of booze.
We made love for hours and I'm so glad you came,
too drunk to remember we just moaned "your name"
now it is morning and I can't believe this,
we didn't use a condom now it burns when I piss.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/01/12
"Reflections" Written by Johnny Blade
Reflections
Night after night my mind almost breaks, the copious coping is too much to take.
Time heals all wounds and we start to move on but I've given all I have, my sanity is gone.
Why can't I forget you and learn how to live? You haunt me when it's dark even though I truly forgive.
You fucked with my mind and perverted my soul, twisted my heart so I'd lose all control.
Go away! I scream into space, though it's been years I still see your face,
you haunt my dreams so I can't sleep, you murdered me but no one will weep.
I'm still alive but I never lied, my body is breathing but I'm dead inside.
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 09/26/12
"prophecy...." Written by Greg Rogers
prophecy....
·
....welcome to your death said the spirit to the flesh soon i shall be released
from this mortal pain and soul suffering to move on beyond this realm
onto the plain of the tenth level to rule and take up the throne
relief for the suffering lost of the city prison to reclaim what is mine
and you dear crow slaver and torturer of that they know
shall we battle again and finish this time fulfilling and ending
the prophesy of old this time your end shall be final and infinite
for your time has come since first we met and battled across the plains
it is my turn to rule my time to reign long have you chased me
attacking when i'm weak and still i am victor leaving you to lick your wounds
welcome to your death said the spirit to the flesh and know
that this is not an end but merely a new beginning....
Written by Greg Rogers
Posted on 09/27/12
·
....welcome to your death said the spirit to the flesh soon i shall be released
from this mortal pain and soul suffering to move on beyond this realm
onto the plain of the tenth level to rule and take up the throne
relief for the suffering lost of the city prison to reclaim what is mine
and you dear crow slaver and torturer of that they know
shall we battle again and finish this time fulfilling and ending
the prophesy of old this time your end shall be final and infinite
for your time has come since first we met and battled across the plains
it is my turn to rule my time to reign long have you chased me
attacking when i'm weak and still i am victor leaving you to lick your wounds
welcome to your death said the spirit to the flesh and know
that this is not an end but merely a new beginning....
Written by Greg Rogers
Posted on 09/27/12
"Musing 12" Written by Greg Rogers
....the sky spirits are angered this day spewing forth corpse clouds apon the teeming wind death is near til the marrow comes and dawn brings judgement to the deserved....
Written By Greg Rogers
Posted on 09/26/12
Written By Greg Rogers
Posted on 09/26/12
"Worship" Written by Johnny Blade
Worship
You have strange powers over me, my heart beats on the right side of my chest.
Nothing could make me happier than you do, when I look at you nothing else has my interest.
I would storm the gates of Heaven to give you your rightful throne,
I would walk through Hell and destroy it all for your power to be known.
That wouldn't show my love for you but it'd be a start,
You are my queen and have eternal reign on your throne, in my heart.
Written By Johnny Blade
Posted on 09/26/12
You have strange powers over me, my heart beats on the right side of my chest.
Nothing could make me happier than you do, when I look at you nothing else has my interest.
I would storm the gates of Heaven to give you your rightful throne,
I would walk through Hell and destroy it all for your power to be known.
That wouldn't show my love for you but it'd be a start,
You are my queen and have eternal reign on your throne, in my heart.
Written By Johnny Blade
Posted on 09/26/12
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