I love the fact that I had to look up cavil. Haha. I'm not exactly a woman, so....Haha. Its a great poem, though. I love that women hide behind food...Hm. Informative!
---The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had---
Short and Sweet, I like it. Maybe I should write one for mr.bella our 3 year is on Saturday and 1 year (married) is Oct. 13th. I'll post it if I get around to it, i'm not very good at poems but I try.
I write best when I'm under stress, so here you go. The use of the word slavery is internal and is not meant in any other context then a slave within us. Also edited for language.: Edit: This poem is difficult to explain. Its largly about casting out a useless dream and all the feelings that go with it... And the pain.
Cast out this dream
Fly to the fires of hell
Burn in the melting light
Show your face no more
Scre* this batter soul
Outcast it to the dogs
Not a feeling left inside worth life
Fuc* it all
Condemn this angel’s life
Heaven shows no love for Satin
Put it in its place, far away
Let no woman see its fight
Punish this run away slave
Master controls all function
A thought too far, lost in haze
Beat him to the shell he is
Turn away from the man
Nothing more to see
Broken sparrows wings
Tumbling against the wind
Wave adieu to this broken heart
Lies no more can reign
Time to wake up and smell the roses
Flowers grow nicely in hell
Complete this story
Its final page writ
Walk away, turn your dam* back
The hero slain, evil won, hell only begun
Forget what you have seen
Mirrors on the wall shatter away
I’m gone, it’s gone, but here to stay
Burning shambles of the soul rot away.
---The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had---
i came up with this one while making a latte` this morning. i was reflecting upon the ugly green monster in some women and what brings it out.
then hide behind food?
how does it feel,
do you think you are keen?
and turn your words green?
and live in denial?
to act boy tough,
Tuna ><(((( '> the other white meat!
I love the fact that I had to look up cavil. Haha. I'm not exactly a woman, so....Haha. Its a great poem, though. I love that women hide behind food...Hm. Informative!
---The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had---
[quote=supervioletrays] I love that women hide behind food...Hm. Informative![/quote]
ever hear the term "comfort food?!
Tuna ><(((( '> the other white meat!
every anniversary we exchange an original poem. so i am planning now for this year's. here is what i came up with a few minutes ago:
you light up the floor
when you walk in a room.
its been 20-years,
and you're still my groom!
you are older, more distinquished
yet young and wise.
my heart still melts, when you look into my eyes.
they said it would't last, but baby i've had a blast.
the time.... where has it gone? it sure went by fast.
i would like 20-more,
with walks on the shore.
our love is so strong,
life is never a bore.
Tuna ><(((( '> the other white meat!
Aww. This is so sweet. I love it. You used an almost comical rhyme sceme to express your love.
---The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had---
I like how this stays in the range of being sweet but not overly mushy. Happy 20th by the way!
The Truth Is Out There. Trust No One! Deny Everything!
You're upsetting me....on several levels.
Short and Sweet, I like it. Maybe I should write one for mr.bella our 3 year is on Saturday and 1 year (married) is Oct. 13th. I'll post it if I get around to it, i'm not very good at poems but I try.
-Pain is weakness leaving the body- USMC OOrah!
i have a hard time wrapping my mind around rudeness, meanness, and unnecessary hate:
why are you in so much pain?
those words you say, you say in vain.
why do you have to be so mean?
the ugliness and hate, its seen.
why do you put up a front?
your chosen words are so blunt.
what is it that you fear?
someone to hold you and call you dear?
now is the time for you to heel.
get rid of fake, and just be real.
Tuna ><(((( '> the other white meat!
I write best when I'm under stress, so here you go. The use of the word slavery is internal and is not meant in any other context then a slave within us. Also edited for language.: Edit: This poem is difficult to explain. Its largly about casting out a useless dream and all the feelings that go with it... And the pain.
Cast out this dream
Fly to the fires of hell
Burn in the melting light
Show your face no more
Scre* this batter soul
Outcast it to the dogs
Not a feeling left inside worth life
Fuc* it all
Condemn this angel’s life
Heaven shows no love for Satin
Put it in its place, far away
Let no woman see its fight
Punish this run away slave
Master controls all function
A thought too far, lost in haze
Beat him to the shell he is
Turn away from the man
Nothing more to see
Broken sparrows wings
Tumbling against the wind
Wave adieu to this broken heart
Lies no more can reign
Time to wake up and smell the roses
Flowers grow nicely in hell
Complete this story
Its final page writ
Walk away, turn your dam* back
The hero slain, evil won, hell only begun
Forget what you have seen
Mirrors on the wall shatter away
I’m gone, it’s gone, but here to stay
Burning shambles of the soul rot away.
---The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had---
[quote=supervioletrays]
Complete this story
Its final page writ
Walk away, turn your dam* back
The hero slain, evil won, hell only begun
[/quote]
closure?
Tuna ><(((( '> the other white meat!
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