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 Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 12:55 am
Since those seem to be the thing to post here lately.
wink
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 6:09 pm
You'll get alot from me here wink
The Darkest Pale-To Mr. Manson
When spending the money turns sour,
The blood work turns stale,
In my darkest hour,
I’m dark, yet so pale.
I have no need to cower,
When the ale has run dry,
As i will not deny my power.
Point around under the blue sky,
And say how we would all miss thy...
Were you too commit.
Were you to submit to loneliness,
And unconsciously discover,
That holiness was a lie,
The priest was wrong,
The black panties would have gone dry,
And all the owners would cry.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 7:09 pm
Oooh yay...you may get a lot from me as well. ^_+
Ten years past, ten years gone,
Really it had not been that long.
But over time things can change,
Logic explains the bizarre and strange.
Now logic has again prevailed,
Facts forgotten where logic failed.
In life ten years is not very long,
Illogic doesn't forget when you have gone.
Down that hole a child fell,
An adventure truly worthy to tell
Of new friends made, challenges faced-
Then in the end reality replaced
Back to logic no more of insane
A dream is all, as way to explain.
Of childish things all cast away,
By society’s normal and logical ways
But down that hole that world still remains
Though a little bit darker, a bit more insane.
The queen no longer shouts “Off with their head!”
Nor plays croquet, as she seems rather dead.
The once white rabbit no more worries of time
He’s lost all sense of reason or rhyme.
Others as well, like the Mad Hatter,
Seem to have grown a little bit madder.
No more tea parties, no merry unbirthdays,
His thoughts focus more on perfection these days.
His focus started with his friend the March Hare
Who can’t see the problems-his eyes are not there.
While dormouse won’t breathe, he isn’t quite dead,
He functions quite well with gears in his head.
Tweedledum doesn’t sing songs with brother Tweedledee,
The formers appetite is insatiable you see.
And the thought of a smile appearing out of thin air
Gives even the Jabberwock something to fear-
Dear Cheshire’s mind is quite far from sound
He’s the reason Caterpillar is no longer around.
The cause of all this, as few can perceive,
Is a once little girl who no longer believes
The world’s foundation has shattered it seems
Because that little girl let logic kill dreams.
So thanks to the rules of logic she chose to abide
The wonder of Wonderland in ten years has died.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:36 pm
@Mr. Ragamuffin-Man: I love Alice in Wonderland biggrin And i really like this poem 3nodding comment back wont you?
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 9:59 pm
I will also be quite a frequent poster in here blaugh
Untitled (3/20/07)
Silent screams echo through the stagnant air
Colapsing corpse follows the exit of night
Bleeding bravery as you lay there still
Loving Lavey, Provides hope
Hopeless happinstance as sinners elope
How can you live if you fear sin?
How can you live without your kin?
I am one with Satan, my opposer
my oppressor, my saviour
Lavey taught his children to be one with god
The independant,self willed, sefl fullfilled revenge seeker
You are your own god with words as your weapon
Resist nothing but stupidity and corrupt christians
Treat others the way they deserve
Prove to them its not Jesus you serve
Tell them to change and hope for their well being
If you resist temptation you resist life
The domination of men but only those who are vain
Satanists will rise to take rightfull reign.
Edit
Unknown (April 16/06)
The weak bow to a "god" i bow to no one
Death is the hooded that walks with a look of life,
your back houses god's knife. I love...
Love a four letter word
Just like pain, or evil, or doom
The body houses blacked hearts
But then again so does a tomb
Love is but a word that people openly share
it's only when two spirits merge that...
God is but a figment of imagination
Religion... a cult with a satanic stare
The weak bow to a "god" i bow to no one
Death is the hooded that walks with a look of life,
your back houses god's knife. I love... the unknown
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 10:08 pm
lol thanks. I find out of all the emotions to put into poetry anger and depression are the easiest razz . and Be our guess i'd love to read one of your poems biggrin
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 10:15 pm
fear not the shadows
through them i lurk, i listen
i am spoken to
in fragments of dreams and epiphanies
i cradle the unloved
for they to am i
for my love is rough and unjust
and sang of
by weeping, grieving mothers
and their gnashing teeth
for wailing infant ghosts
it is the inslaved sleeplesness that i feed upon
for within the pits of hell
my royalty is known
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 6:12 pm
@Grotesque. Thanks, and your poem is v. nicely done. ^_+
All the poems so far seem good.
:: nods ::
Alabaster
Alabaster, ivory, gold
Tell me the secrets that you hold
A week or month, millenia past
Share with me, quick and fast
Let a world gone before
Share all thoughts of love and lore
Show me, teach me let me see
What you are and what you'll be
Alabaster, ivory, gold
Give a world new and old
Conversation with Madness
Do you hear me, calling, calling?
What the hell? I hear you, who are you? Who the hell are you? Get lost.
Do you sense me falling, falling?
What the-who the hell is this man? ********’ freak, I swear!
Do you feel me, dying, dying?
Okay, you need some serious help!
Do you hear me crying, crying?
Oh, you sad? Like I ********’ care!
Do you care and give a damn?
Oh, yes, I care so much. Ha, yeah right. Freak.
Do you know just who I am?
I don’t give a ******** who you are at this point. Just get lost already!
Do you see me, where I lay?
Get up, get out. Now.
Do you know just where I stay?
When I find you I’m gonna beat you to death.
Do you notice, do you see?
You’re starting to really piss me off!
Do you know the truth of me?
The only truth I know is that you are ********’ dead once I find you.
Do you realize, do you care?
I care that you’re still here. Now where the ******** are you?
Do you notice I’m not there?
Wish you weren’t. Now stop hiding, and get lost.
Do you wonder, do you dread?
Dread? What the ******** are you talkin’ about?
Do you understand I’m in your head?
Wha-? What the hell is going on here?
Search and seek and you’ll not find
This is ******** crazy.
For I exist in your mind.
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2007 5:19 pm
Hellfire's right about what she said, they're all good. Now here's a song of mine.
Covet Yesterday
You were my Heartbreaker,
My heartbreaker
Thoughts obscure my mind today,
Of the aftermath that has left me this way,
And the life i had with you has fallen away,
And i feels like it’s the yesterday,
That could never pass,
At first it could not go too fast,
And i can not hold myself back from dwelling on the past,
So i must keep those memories dear.
Even if your not with me here.
I love it,
I hate it,
I covet it,
I sedate it,
I would behoove it,
I could not remove it.
You are my heart as a crater,
My heart is a crater.
Steal that yesterday,
That keeps today alive,
Or it will fall away,
To remember which i strive.
I tried to explain,
But you thought of it in disdain.
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2007 6:51 pm
this is a lyric sheet i wrote for my freinds. as yu'll notice right away, it's very "sunny" and happy, but it is meant to be sung an extreme heavy metal style. think Lamb of God crossed with Dimmu Borgir, and a little bit of Unearth thrown in for flavor. if you watch naruto, kinda like the voice of Gaara. i'll try to record it and put up a sound file later.
kitties
by jordan patrick
**i like kitties , kitties are so furry
i love kitties , kitties are so funny
they’re laughter and smiles they’ll make you forget your worries
they’re warm little piles of fur so fuzzy so sunny**
^^i saw a little kitten, rolling in the hay,
it was ever so incredibly cute so happy so gay!
so..
love your kitties and show it smiles ,
each and every dayyy!
and maybe pretty soon we will all be so happy so gay!^^
i was in the meadow pick ing flowers for my lass
when i saw a little kitten frol’cking in the grass
it looked so happy, so joyful and carefree
it looked so much so the thought occured to me
**chorus**
^^bridge^^
i sat ther and pondered on the virtues of cats
i imagin’d them with tiny little coats little tiny hats
a raunchy old tom, off to the ball
his mistress on his arm, with little dress and all
**chorus**
^^bridge^^
maybe ther’s a kittie little london, with little cobbled streets
and little kittie cops, strolling on their beets
he’d look around and find no kittie crime,
then hear the sound as little kittie ben tolled its time
**chorus**
and so i woke from my trance,
of a kittie at a dance
found that it was night
and the meadow not alight
that my girl had gone home
my kitty freinds gone off to roam
and still it occured to me
my only fav’rite memoryyy!
^^bridge, take end^^
also, note this not very polished.
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 4:37 am
Khandnalie: I would definately buy that cd blaugh xp
Kittie-Kat Death Metal = AWESOME
Now here's my newest one: Hallucinate the Hate
The chair is spinning,
The room is gone,
I only think I’m winning,
Because I’ve not yet won.
I’m going counterclockwise...
The left side!
I’m here I’m the wise,
For the rest i have yet to decide!
Judge of infernal affairs,
In my own infectious lair,
Where we never cut our hair,
And we’re always there,
Out there somewhere...
Sitting completely still,
Moving on my own will,
I hallucinate the end,
And the hate of an eternal friend.
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