COMPLETED POEMS (Page 3) TheMoo: I sit and ponder much today so now i have something to say know me for me and who i am do this while you think you can . When i snap just like a cable getting close you wont be able i'll drive you off just like all others for closeness to me only smothers . free and clear the archer, fire a dog i am i shall not cower away from life and what it brings of hate and blood and other things . My luck i make upon my will get to close you're heart i'll steal know me as danger, keep away heed my words, this i say . If you must get close keep it clean while my smile is charming my heart is mean Now's a time to leave the room lest you wish to witness doom . To taste a heart is what i savor Your pain is now my favorite flavor YOu worry that i'll break your heart but i'll do more, i tear you apart . I destroy you on a massive level all you'r life i shall dishevel Guard your soul when im around if you dont i'll take you down . You read this and you think to laugh what you see now is my better half If you wish you may test this theory But you'll just grow weak and weary . Im something you do not know my inner self i rarely show please take my word and look away my demons no longer kept at bay . Fear me its in your best interest. TheMoo: I sit and watch when you think you're alone safe and secure on your golden throne I smile the smile of my cheshire muse i do to intend or try to confuse so now i explain and clarify why i think you have to die judging others who you dont know yelling coward, its all a show I see through this simple facade I'll slowly drink your life away Of you i say i am not afraid I've seen worse on better days From your throne you i'll remove Then the world i shall improve Bring you down into my world dark and gritty pain unfurled Take who you are and simply eat it Not like you're real you'll never need it With your bones i'll pick my teeth Get a glimpse of whats beneath You so fake and now i tire Your life ends within the hour. C H E S H I R E. TheMoo: Talk some more it doesnt matter for you wont be a morning after think you're tough i've had enough . Inner demons i may have said Let me now put that to bed Inner demons yes i lied My inner demons are now outside . A monster of my make and choice and at this time it has a voice one wrong step or one wrong move from your chest a heart removed . Pain and strife is what i NEED my cheshire's hungry and needs to feed So hurt me yes, bring me pain It brings me joy, drives you insane . On normal days i say stay away but today i say come close and stay be feasted on by my beasts your small heart a meager feast . So bring me pain try you'r best You'll be a snack just like the rest I've opened the door now step inside Feed my cheshire no place to hide . Hear my words for what they are you think you're safe from afar but rest assured this is not true one day this monster will come for you.  lacafe16: Love? by David Wallace What is love? Is it hard to define? Is it a lie untold that leads man blind? Is it disguised as a porcelain shrine? But is really a true hoax to captivate the human mind? Intriguing sediments of flattery emerges briefly and dimly flickers the Earth's sky, passion redefined? A cerebral asylums capturing heartaches? Tears echoes coldly, Indifferent of vibrating chimes? Intricate cloths strategically cloaks boldly the exterior appearance, Shielding the interior cries out for deliverance behind sheer exuberance, preying for infinite happiness. Life's mission? What's missing? A true love comes along rarely maybe never to be seen again, So what happens when it don't turn out how we planned? Can u put the pieces of your heart back together when the heart refuses 2 mend? Flakes of admiration still remain; stained with disdain but love still sustains. It seems love never completely fades, My heart has been buried for such a long time lay flowers on my grave. Elaborate thoughts escorting the distorted souls through multiple feelings that's all assorted. Multiple dimensions to every square foot like a fortress, Rapunzel let down your hair. Were all searching for a fairy tale hopeless but we all eventually are left love sick reflecting on our losses. So it's best to proceed with caution because love is not costless, We all pay the price of affection. Traveling various roads, many directions with more than one end. The question unanswered but we all suffer for the hurtful crimes and sins that love commits, Love can be a visionary fending off all adversaries or an elitist leading to more grievances. But we all play and roll the dice hoping for the best, so here's my application for love that I resubmit. lacafe16: Moment In Time by David Wallace Glimpses of time are prestigious images that tantalize and tease the human mind, recollection of the past focusing in on what could or should have been if only we can fast forward or rewind time. portraits inevitably stand the test of time, wounds become permanent from the scars that's left behind, Just fragile fragments of memories soaring through the realm of inquisition. It's simply a moment in time. I sit hypnotized mutely contemplating while the stars orchestrate the night sky until the day breaks. While the wind twirls and the leafs begin to sway, The shine of the sun signals a new day and the birds start to heavenly sing, My heart still beats quickly, bringing tears to my eyes, I remember us as one, when we once combined to form a single moment in time. I remember when our lips touched, I felt my blood boil and my pulse begun to rush, Our emotions thumped to and fro in my soul from dawn to dusk. The love blossomed swiftly, passion rekindled, felt like beautiful autumn, Now a days I close my eyes and try to imagine what no longer exist in an attempt to numb the pain some. Trying to bring peace to my mind but it's only for a moment in time. Sleepless nights spend thinking about that silky smooth skin, Those beautiful hazel eyes still soothes the rumbles of the passionate beast within. Quick send dissolving rapidly, hence I march forward toward my demise, Hoping to share at least one more brief kiss. I rather an eternity but I'll settle graciously for one last moment in time. lacafe16: Plagarism by David Wallace Do I plagiarize? That's the question recited by the masses when I read them my work. Mind dazzled, eyes wide, mouth moving, Are those your words? I swear I heard it b4 somewhere, thats what they say. They don't realize I write what I feel inside. Eyes blurred by dripping tears, wrist gliding, grinding the blue lines, heart pounding through pain in my mind. Clothed by literate literacy 2 eclipse maniacal enemies, I worked hard 2 acquire my poetic calligraphy and yet u have the nerve 2 question my abilities? My words are magic at the same time tragic, I express them with ecstatic tones, cold chills nomadic-ally traveling through my bones and yet they consider me a clone. They're blinded by their own intellectual inferiority and amazed by my poetic superiority. I leave them stagnant through my work I savage broken ties emphatically, lateral 2 lateral gradually, opposing evils done my Majesty's, writing them angrily and sonic booming them happily!!! Life is ephemeral, my poems are internal through the mind and heart, words are dark can be considered nocturnal and oh yeah it's twice as long when my pain doubles so I say it 2 u in slow mo I don't plagiarize!!! Open ya eyelids your words r crucial opposing my vocal musicals, the vowels are neutral, it's truly empirical and by my rugged appearance it's truly a miracle and they cant seem 2 phantom that it comes so natural!!! It's incredibly incredulous that I can do it so desultorily telling stories with vibrancy blessing them beautifully and leaving marks of holy prints. Poems hit the heart by a true marksmen, heads above the others by such a huge margin that when they say that I copy I should start laughing. Huh-Huh!!!! That's not funny. Jocular vibrating emancipating flow driven conversations, taken an inner conflicted embodiment through the devil's creations. I'm willing 2 hurdle and obstacle I may be facing with my head 2 the sky steady not straying, constantly slurring fast pacing, speaking how I feel till my body start decaying. My words be rope-a-doping jab heart poking, syllable words in motion, causing commotion real deep like the ocean wears u down flirting with u cause u can't believe the words I've spoken, u have the right to say that my stuff is stolen?! You know what I'm done..... Just say that this one was copied as well. lacafe16: Sheathed Slave by David Wallace Holy misery ecstatic looking through my African history, Violent hands replaced by heartfelt poetic calligraphy. I blow brown blunts to the brim, Visiting my ancestors souls wondering where did all of this begin? Poetry bellowed recited through enslaved lungs, Released through the air for which hope God has brung. They ask me how I feel? I answer by yelling my poetry not by whispering a Gun. Because violence shadows the power u can do replaced by your thumb, Literate literacy eclipses maniacal enemies. By the ink shed emotions exited by me, Jocular vibrating unlocking shackles, throwing blows indirectly. Singing songs to eclipse thy greed because key is power & power is the key, Vicious smirks to kill our souls & bind down our feet. No not today we are strong & free, And no one will never make me exhaust the slave that lives within me.  ♥♥ Јϋѕт Ŝсаяѕ ♥♥: Every time I open my eyes Another memory finds me Being here with out you only seems to remind me I never could admit That I needed you So I let you go Its all I could do And now... I'm cryin tryin to find my way Breaking a little more the farther you move away My heart cant take it My minds driving me crazy I never thought I'd say this I need you... no maybe's I don't know why loving you scares me I don't know why I can't just believe I don't know how to Let my fears go I don't understand Why I couldn't let you know And now... I'm cryin tryin to find my way Breaking a little more the farther you move away My heart cant take it My minds driving me crazy I never thought I'd say this I need you ... no maybe's Prayin you'll turn around and come back to me If I could only tell you I'd beg you not to leave But I didn't ask you to stay So you had to go Boy was I ever wrong I should of let you know And now... I'm cryin tryin to find my way Breaking a little more the farther you move away My heart cant take it My minds driving me crazy I never thought I'd say this I need you here, no maybe's  ◄ Loaded Gun ►: Breaking point Folded down like an umbrella in a storm Not wanting to be ripped and torn A turtle in my shell with in myself Conforming to this life, in hell Cascading emotions run the gamut Loving you, but is it merely a habit My world, just crashed again tonight Not knowing anything else I try Succumbing to this madness in mind Lighting’s struck me down tonight Pulsing through my screaming veins Shattered trust, burns like acid rain Breaking point, POINT BREAK Just how much more can I take Falling to fast to steady my wings Can’t pull up, with tangled strings Bound to myself, tied up in you What I see, is nothing that I knew Everything I believed, untrue Clashing memories only pursue Pushing me closer to the edge As the words you speak, only hedge Shredding what was left inside Only mocking all the ways I tried To love you, to be your friend Mangled is how you let this end Indulgence into the flesh of sin Forcing me to start all over again Forsaken, and abandoned left dry Running on empty, no tears to cry Incapable of bleeding, no longer alive Nothingness has set in, it has arrived OUT_OF_ORDER: Awakening I’d been asleep for a while now My soul slumbered in disavow Believing that I deserved naught Hence the reason I never fought For myself, and my own worth Crawling out of myself, re-birthed A second chance to start again Bleeding out, so I can mend Eyes open wide to my reality Escaping what was my calamity Riding my body of all its poison Cleansing my soul of its treason Tarnished and worn, fraying creases Beautifully broken, missing pieces Imperfection at its very finest Leading to my own hearts crest Awakening to a flood of emotions Floundering around in their ocean Currents veracious and deceiving Yet I have a reason for believing My life vest, my rescue rope You give me faith, and hope Holding me up when I’m too weak When my world seemed only bleak In your strength I found my own With in your heart, I have a home Your love warmed my frigid heart Freeing me of my past, impart I’m a better person now in just No longer filled with such disgust I can breathe again with out pain Look at myself with out shame The burdens of my past foregone No longer am I withdrawn This river of love it runs deep Because of you, I no longer sleep You brought to life all of me I love you, because you see Every fracture and every scar Upon my soul and my heart And yet you remain by my side Never letting the distance divide Saving me form myself at times You are the reason to my rhyme  Riasco: Title: Faces in the hall By: Rashaad aka Riasco August 26,2009 New faces in hallways Not familiar but somehow looks friendly I walk shaking fearing of not being accepted Knowing I stuck out like a black dot in a white screen Being different scared me Then faces come up Starring at me with a fake smile One says follow after school I was a fool to follow Fists came down like rain A boy left a bloody mess But a mess nobody cared for Just wanting to fit in I end up trash to faces in the hall It was just one big tragedy To the faces in the hall being different is a tragedy Robot_Fox: The Sounds of the Recluse By: Artametes(Arta) Aka Robot Fox Envelop, the develop of sorrow. Plastered dark with the mellows of yellow, as grief fills its quota we shatter to broom the crumbs of its purity. To speak so cleanly with voices of sparse raspy prayers the glimmer of a shadow in a shadow gives life to these broken eyes. The glees followed by thunderous joy no longers serves its master but kidnapped by ears that respond with false emotions. Silence wanders its wonder as it wallows so safely in the confines of darknesses embrace, the pallete of personality gathered round by anxious tongues seeking words to guarantee depression. Sifting through lost memories of visions now dead, do I lay my head so softly on crytal flames, the crackling of lonlieness now vibrant as its ever been |
