Poems

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Gothic Poetry — Sat, 26 Dec 2015 01:55:12 +0000

While rain patters upon my stone roof

And the sharp winds outside the windows howl

I slowly pace down the spiraling stairwell

All too soon my head shall touch the barrel

So dark and weary, haunts this lonely night

In a world ages from any star and sun,

In the deepest of my woe and grief

I gently rest my head upon my gun

The candles are flickering and dying

As lightning cracks through the sky

For upon my back are raven wings

Preparing me for my flight

This world is only a hollow place

A funeral for all that breathe

A desolate field of trembling crosses

A frozen cauldron, that in prisons me

This is my world, an ocean of tears,

And from it, a tower has arisen

At its summit my heart does hide

In solitude's corridors where it waits to die

Upon death's door, I knock,

The gun loaded, with two clicks asound

For it is liberation I will find

As my lifeless body falls to the ground

A black rose shall rest upon my grave

Dried and shorn

And all that shall read upon the stone will be:

"Look to me no more"

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Gothic Poetry — Fri, 25 Dec 2015 02:31:12 +0000

Unfold, chthonic terror

The seven headed serpent is free!

Behold, the eternal darkness of cosmos

Is cast by their hood of beauty

His thirteen claws burst through the dark

With horns aflame piercing the holy light

Forever to reveal its true self shall he

A legion of demons within the trinity

Devour the trembling pallid stars

Which are the souls of His kind

For in between them thou dwell in hunger

As the darkest night of nights

Harken to me, oh great god of the depths

Arising in surge through fire above the highest

Manifest and unleash your wrath

And to the heart of humanity, striketh!

Harken! To the wails of a burning lake

For in hell and alike on earth they are present

As upon the cross they are nailed

So listen close, ye with faith in God

These words are to make you grieve

With all my hate I strike your cowering faces

And scorn thy suffering

The blood of your children I shall drink

And unleash a massacre of many

These words are not only spoken as a threat

But words spoken as a prophecy

Behold now, the chains snapped and broken

A million hungering jaws now able to feast

From in between the baphomet's horns

The black flame of liberation burns free

Hear it wail for me, the conviction from within

The flaming glare of his iris illuminating my path

Burning like the sun, as his wings transcend

Into his slit pupil of black eternity I pace aghast

...so far beyond!

From our black temple

To the starry labyrinths above

I summon thee!

Thou who's called 'the adversary'!

Far beyond your shadows lies the essence

The essence of life and death

For every blossom alive

Holds within a promised demise

As every lonely tomb in the grey fog

Holds infernal secrets beneath

And thou art the incarnation

Of the bipartite mystery

Satan, great fallen one from the heavens

I give my soul to thee

Terrestrial in birth but for darkness bound

From flesh to spirit to yon hell and beyond!

Loosen my chains of life

Hear my cry this final hour

On my knees into the barrel I gaze

I am yours to devour

Behold me now, away so high above

Exalted in the mirage of satan's fire

In desolation painted, separated from light!

So dare not enter this enemy realm

Ye with love for God

Where breeds ever burning flames

For this heart is as black as the devil's night

Today

kdnc — Tue, 08 Dec 2015 23:30:22 +0000

Inside we remain hidden behind the convincing words.

Thoughts come and I will never forget.

Misplaced still must shut that door.

No matter what now it does not matter.

These feelings cannot change things.

Lying to myself regret runs deep after the shatter.

I hate the reality of this.

Missing is an understatement but loyalties must remain.

Responsibility to stay the course still love exists.

Nothing could come close to us it is such a shame.

We may love now but we remember what it was as us.

Both moved on but never forgotten.

Soul Mates

Bibliophile — Wed, 02 Dec 2015 03:24:44 +0000

Asphyxiation

Singing the last song

Protons killing protons

Atoms of ice and stone

Lick the side of your ice cream cone

Kiss the air when I'm gone

Death is near

Like a trap unseen

Like a person with no name

Death is the shadow of fame

And we wish for a soul mate

But when the moment comes called fate

Alone we enter the gate

Perhaps abandoned even by hate

We may turn to gas

Or turn to sand and grass

Or rain on the mountain top

Or we just decay and rot

But yet I really need to know

How I arrived here with no companion and yet no foe

Texts are written on my heart

With ink and blood like art

And my veins like a sculpture

Tiny and could easily rupture

And yet I feel he's close

It is another addictive dose

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This Place

MzRobinson81 — Mon, 30 Nov 2015 02:16:51 +0000

this place is dark and I'm trapped. I can't feel the walls or floors.Theres no air what happened to the windows and doors.
The writing on the wall i don't want to read anymore. Where pain,hurt,and anger is drawn. In this place I've lost myself,conforming into someone else.
I'm crying screaming to be let free,but no one sees or hears me.
Clawing at the walls to get out.
in this place I can't let death defeat me. In this place my soul has to be freed

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when I felt at my lowest

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BrentMorton — Sun, 29 Nov 2015 17:56:51 +0000

Republican; Democrat
Christian; Muslim
Black; White
Divide; Conquer

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What I'm Thankful For

Randy Johnson — Thu, 26 Nov 2015 14:24:56 +0000

I'm thankful because Jehovah God is the most important part of my life.
I'm thankful to have two new friends, Jason Laster and Stephanie, his wife.
I'm also thankful to have my other friends and my brother.
God is always thankful when people are kind to one another.

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Jehovah Is My Master

Randy Johnson — Tue, 24 Nov 2015 19:41:46 +0000

The almighty Jehovah is my Master, he is the one who I serve.
He has my love and obedience and that is what he deserves.
If loving God is wrong, I don't want to be right.
He is my best friend, I praise him day and night.

Having faith in Jehovah can move mountains, that is true.
I hope that you love him because he certainly loves you.
Jehovah can also be your best friend, turning to him makes plenty of sense.
He will always be with you if he has your love and obedience.

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The Flaming Sword

Randy Johnson — Sat, 21 Nov 2015 22:20:07 +0000

Adam and Eve were thrown out of the Garden of Eden because they angered the Lord.
Jehovah blocked the entrance to the Garden of Eden with Angels and a flaming sword.
When it came to trusting somebody, they chose the wrong one to trust.
They chose to trust Satan so they eventually died and returned to dust.
After being exiled, neither they or their offspring could return.
That teaches people a valuable lesson that we must learn.
We must trust and obey Jehovah instead of Satan or we will not receive our reward.
If we put our faith in God, our paradise won't be blocked by Angels or a flaming sword.

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Genocide

MzRobinson81 — Thu, 19 Nov 2015 21:38:31 +0000

You have no clue what goes on in this mind, what keeps anger at bay and Allows happiness to stay. I don’t believe in rainbows and pots of gold because the world is cold and reality shows Please don’t misunderstand me it sounds good but its modern day genocide in my hood. Its as if your not light enough your not white enough and if your not thick please don’t sit. We have allowed society to define us and that’s why we’re stuck and they cant find us. You can’t lose what you haven’t claimed; without acknowledgement you’ll never appreciate what remains. We are so focused on what’s on the surface, we lose focus and forget our purpose. Africans survived getting their asses whooped for years; now a hundred years later those same ass whooping’s are being delivered by their peers. Allowing others forcing their views upon us; now they spend millions of dollars to become us. Its sad because we are a lost generation idolizing someone else’s figment of their imagination. What’s funny is society bashes this down slope they’ve created, a genocide ignorance verses education

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BLESSED BE YOUR HOLY NAME

silence — Wed, 18 Nov 2015 18:45:45 +0000

Yahweh

Blessed be Your Holy Name

Yeshua

Blessed be Your Holy Name

Thank You for being gracious

And forgiving

Thank You for saving me

From this wicked world

Thank You Father God

All Glory and Honor to You

Ben Elohim I Praise You

I praise You for Your Mercy

And the beauty of Your Grace

Send Your angels Lord

To take charge over me

Everything that has breath

Praise the Lord

Where the Spirit of the Lord is

There is Liberty

Let Your Life fall on me

Let Your Love surround me

Sing to me songs of Deliverance

Sing to me the Joy of Your Salvation

Thank You Yeshua

For the cross

All that You did

To save me

You the Joy giver

My Light

and my Salvation

You were wounded

for my healing

You were insulted and mocked

for my life

The Blood of Yeshua

covers me

The weapons of my warfare

are mighty indeed

They have been tested

throughout the ages

and proven

That the battle belongs

To the Lord

@2015 Graeme James

The Importance Of Saying Thank You

Randy Johnson — Tue, 17 Nov 2015 18:50:17 +0000

Jehovah God likes it when we thank one another.
It brings him a lot of joy when we thank others.
When somebody does something kind for us, we should say thank you.
We should thank people for all of the kind things that they do.
We should also thank God for our food and the possessions that we buy.
We should thank the Lord every day and we should thank him until we die.

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GOODBYE OLD WORLD

silence — Sat, 14 Nov 2015 03:45:07 +0000

The earth crushing the moon

Crushing the devil buffoon

The show is over soon

The Light of the world

Returning real soon

Hang on in there

Worship your Creator

And everything

Will turn out for good

Soon He will return

Soon life will be over

And the new Heaven

Will appear

Goodbye old world

Burning world

Goodbye

All you sinners

Goodbye

Jehovah and Jesus

Randy Johnson — Sat, 14 Nov 2015 00:04:47 +0000

Jehovah and Jesus Christ are father and son.
I'm in awe because of the miracles they've done.
It was a sad and tragic day when Christ was nailed to the cross and took his final breath.
Through the power of Jesus, his disciples were able to heal people and resurrect the dead after Jesus' death.
But none of those miracles could've happened if it hadn't been for Jehovah our Lord.
Living in paradise with Jehovah, Jesus and my mom is what I'm working toward.

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Free

Storm688 — Fri, 13 Nov 2015 19:40:21 +0000

you see the time
and you're wasting away
chewing up and spitting out
random words trying to make it
make it through another day.
you see your friends
and you feel their pain
so you give your last breath
your last love makin them okay
just to be ignored like you were
never there.
you see the managers of all the stores
begging "help wanted" but
youre never good enough to be accepted
always being rejected
because you don't have what it takes
so you can't make ends meat.
you see the TVs
screaming at you about starvation and hunger
louder than the rolling thunder
but its in another world never
your own backyard,
the homeless are always begging
but you see on their feet a new shiney pair.
you don't know whats real anymore but
the school system never makes you try harder
just that you need to be a sheep.
never question what youre told
and repeat after me
"I AM FREE!"

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