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EXAMPLES OF POEMS
The Beaten Path
The Beaten Path
Torn and Damaged.
Dirt trembled.
Rocky path.
The world around it,
So dark and lax.
Crumbles before
The hidden lad.
The light from above
Shines down upon us.
The world seems brighter
Then once before.
The sun light fades
And soon turns to darkness.
The Evermore,
Is here at last.
You wasted mind
You piece of sh*t
You deserve no less
Then what you did.
In face--Dear Body,
You need to die.
Your life is worthless
I tell no lie.
Why do you hang here?
You still live on?
Fine, I'll make
You worse then before.
I dare you--Body
To go get help.
I swear to you
It will not help.
~3/13/14
The Deep edges of fear scrape against you.
The world you once knew is failing.
The world is no longer as you imagined.
Torn, piece by piece.
Flesh, by flesh.
Until--at last--nothing remains.
The home, is crumbled.
The Govn't now torn.
A War resembles
All We Worked For.
The Deep trembles.
Wains and crys.
A saddened look
Upon It's eyes.
The Deep laughs.
Shakes its fist.
Then lays still.
The Deep takes one final heave
And with one final blow,
Destroys what is left Humanity.
The Deep now left,
It too will die.
A Slow painful death
As such with These Eyes.
This earth so rich
We humans so poor,
We steal from Earth
And make Her poor.
While all the while
We make us rich--
We strip the earth
Of all goodness.
No Second glance
Or even thought.
The World
We knew--
Forever lost.
I swear to you
By Tongue and Voice
I'll keep you safe
Throughout the night.
My Voice,
So calm.
So strong with might,
It does not show
My Heart's dislike.
For even though
My Voice is strong
My Heart aches
It weakens.
My body so shallow,
So small and frail.
My Mind is even worse for wear.
My Mind--it crumbles.
It breaks apart.
And soon there will be
Nothing but an empty dark.
That, my friend, is the point of no return.
A simple stillness of ashes burned.
And what then?
Will I come back to life?
No.
For I am mortal.
No Eternal Light.
Here lies what remains of the Prince Of Life. The good and the bad that remains is only seen by what you see lying before you. Here; at the point of no return. Here; at the point of your last breath. The swirls of your conscious and unconscious mind seem to blend into one eternal plunder. You gasp for another breath as the life slowly dims from the Prince's eyes. But there you stand--unable and maybe, unwilling, to help him. A silent but near deafening scream escapes from the Prince's mouth. You stand in awe at what is happening. The Prince slowly rises to his feet. Even inches from his own death the Prince still proves to be a worthy man.
The Prince struggles to his feet, but manages to find his own solid footing. The Prince sways as he stands; as if he is about to fall over. But he maintains his upright position. The man's bangs fall in front of his face, giving him the appearance of being possessed. But he stands ready. Taking one step forward, the Prince gives way and collapses to the ground. But still you dare not rush to his aid. You don't know what to think. And even when you will your body to move, you find that you are immovable. As if someone has cast a spell about you to make your body stand still.
The Prince once again clambers to his feet. The Prince continues this struggle for quite some time until he is able to stand fully erect and able to carry on, on his own. But something has changed in him. Some Dark part of The Prince has emerged. Something that wasn't there before. The Dark fills the Prince's mind with terrible yet compelling thoughts. The Prince, you can tell, welcomes these thoughts. He takes pride in them. He is obsessed with them. And it is all he can think of.
Shaking, he sits down, curls into a ball and clings to himself. His breath gets rapid, his eyes widen with the utmost terror. In his mind he is terrified of the coming events. He knows what comes next. He didn't see this coming. How careless of he. He should have known. His thoughts race away with the events that are unfolding before him. His hands start to sweat..and then he starts to violently shake. He can't control it...he can't help it. He grips his hair, as if he is going to tare it out. He tries to take deep breaths--but they only come out as shaky gasps for air.
He can only wait for this torment to pass. For the torture to end. Oh how he hates when this happens. He can't prevent this from happening..it just comes.
Finally he is able to control his breathing. Taking deep breaths and holding them in for about 3 seconds at a time and then slowly releasing them. He does this until he settles down enough to start again. Finally, after a good 10 minutes, all symptoms have stopped or faded. He climbs to his feet and stands there for a moment...regaining and recomposing himself. Finally, he walks away, off to where he was going before.
"Stand still....can you hear it?? Can you hear the earth breathe? Can you hear what is not heard? Can you see what is not seen? Do you have that mentality? If not--leave. This place is not for you. For in this world--only the unseen and unheard can enter." Said the man's voice. His lips...never moved. Yet here was his voice, clear as day. He held out one arm to let me know I could pass. But stayed where I was. I couldn't move. Maybe it was wonder, maybe it was fear. But for what ever the reason I could not move my feet.
The man's arm dropped and he moved to block the portal that lay ahead of me. The portal...the only source of light in this place. And even with the light shinning directly onto the man...no distinguishing features could be seen.
"I will give you one last chance. Move now--and you can enter into this world." The man's voice was deep; Calm, but very unnerving. It was a sound not known to the solid world. The world we humans once called reality. Still, I could not move. No part of my body could move.
The man's eyes narrowed, "So be it." He stepped back into the portal...his body seemed to waver, a distortion took place. His body had no shape, no contour lines. Yet his eyes narrowed further.
"You've made your choice." The man said. His lips moved...and the voice that came from his lips was much different then what was originally heard. This time, his voice was icy cold. Stern and harsh. His voice was even deeper than before. His shapeless body faded and so too, did the portal. And just as abruptly as the portal and man appeared...it disappeared.
I was left to my darkness..my own thoughts. And suddenly I could move again. As if I was free from the bonds that had held me in place just a few short seconds ago. I looked around to see if I could spot the portal again. But nothing was to be found. Just an empty space...just darkness. Just me.
The 'A' Side And 'B' Side
The Darker Parts
