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Ever Wanderer
03:22 Mar 27 2010
Times Read: 587
Ever wanderer
Journeying through land and seas
forsake me if you dare
spit in my eye
for it is I
in your foreshadow eternally.
Ever Wanderer
On a quest
Heaven's Plain and the next
Forsake my grave
call yourself brave
escape's an easy task
admittance beyond your grasp
I'll foreshadow you eternally.
I don't know a Title.
03:17 Mar 26 2010
Times Read: 595
Sarah of mountains
River of the wild
Of yonder peaks I hear her call
Faintly
Chirping
The soft etheria
From which angels fall
Wings a Scattered
feathers float the foam
what is heaven but a dream
To sleep near her
Is to never wake up at all.
Escape to the sea
03:35 Mar 25 2010
Times Read: 605
Escape with me under the sea prithee
Tides cannot suppress
I Acquiesce
for Heartbreak's raging fear
pulsates within my breast
I fear I shan't survive
Let us walk into the sea and negate all the cries.
My Heart Is a Home
03:18 Mar 25 2010
Times Read: 606
My soul burns with a million ashes
one ash for every soul.
lit with charcoal on a moonlight flame
attracting souls from a nearby battlefield
to make my heart their new home.
Someone Killed The Status Quo Part 1: The Dumbass Detective
02:00 Mar 15 2010
Times Read: 618
One fateful Night
in a road
it happened
seemingly out of nowhere it happened
Someone Killed the Status Quo.
A detective was called
a man of average hight and build
a head as bald as a melon's rind
obviously the only detective that had the time.
he vowed to do the job and set at once about the town.
The town itself was rather gay, meaning happy
not a bum or vagrant seen, just average millionaires cavorting happily.
after interviewing a lot, the detective was in shock
everything was calm and all was well.
How could this be? That someone in the upper class was peeved?
An anarchist among the riches?
The detective had to know who killed the status quo.
The detective continued to look around
the sun's smile turning to the shade's frown
no leads could be found
the detective really wasn't bright
for he missed the important light.
The Detective returned to embassy
downtrodden in his search
the scent of failure was just about to lurch
the parliament was seething
they gave him quite a scold
your searching in the wrong country
the murder victim is the United States Status Quo
- Thank you no need to applaud
Not Finished
04:27 Mar 13 2010
Times Read: 628
Let us Transcend upon wings to the sky so blue
where twilight roams, where silence knows
where the boundaries are open.
Let us Transcend reality and what is known
where true beauty flows, within and around
with open wings and a hand to hold
let us transcend the beauty of space and ground
let us transcend what we know
no longer bound.
Orwellian Suicide
04:27 Mar 09 2010
Times Read: 631
Compassion is a sin
I cut my bleeding heart
for it is a kind heart
rejecting violence and greed
spiteful at the world
Compassion is a sin
I rip out my veins
for they flow with love
throbbing with sadness and sympathy
weeping at injustice and it's kin.
Compassion is forbidden
The sound grows louder
I cannot stop for death awaits me
to join the poor people captured already
rotting in some dank prison
their crime is caring
robbed of the reason why, I can only cut
War Is Good
I'll never Accept
I'll never hate
Ignorance won't have me
Silence won't take me
I'm a good person to the end.
I make the final cut
and my heart falls out.
I know what it's like to be cardboard03:52 Mar 08 2010
Times Read: 635
I just had a morbid thought
I know what it's like to be cardboard
this is my story
you may laugh, you may boo
but I know what it's like to be cardboard
and one day you may too.
I'm stiff today
I'm stiff everyday
I get soggy when I'm wet
But then I get stiff again
I'm afraid of fire
but aren't we all?
I came in pretty packaging
but now the paint's all gone
I break when I bend over
I need help just to move
I hope one day to float
then be buried in the earth.
-thank you...
My Reason To Live03:50 Mar 04 2010
Times Read: 641
Tiny drops of water
falling 'pon my head
So many drops of water
my tongue can't comprehend.
teardrops from the sky
why does it cry?
leaving the clouds behind
wetting my haircut with it's dew
giving the ground a sip or two
making me feel one with nature.
Little animals emerge
snouts held high
tongues reaching for the pour
linking species together
as we feel the rain
and ask for more.
Let their be no better reason to be alive.
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