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2004

October 14, 2007

clouds
written by omegadrax
07:37 AM 6/2/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
clouds adrift
eyes wander afar
mind even further
soft touch shudder
dresses and caresses
desires and empires
i dream

waking's moment
slumber passes
tomorrow is here
and you are not
longings and belongings
hunting and wanting
i wait

 

 
eyes
written by omegadrax
07:38 AM 6/2/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
eyes like the setting sun
closing on another day
i have given so much
yet so little is apparent
i have said so many things
yet words fade like smoke
i have promised the world
and have given only dust
i have made a name to remember
but you don't recall
i have been waiting my whole life
what should a few moments matter
i turn and walk away

 

 
summer
written by omegadrax
07:39 AM 6/2/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
Summer sky
Eyes spin desire
Love found willing
Brown-eyed delicious
Sighs and alibis
Flirts and skirts
I laugh

Early morning
Laughter dies
Tomorrow is found
Soft love
And love drips down
Silence’s end

 

 
thunder comes the night
written by omegadrax
01:20 PM 6/21/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
i walked swiftly as the rain fell,
and softly i heard my name.
i turned to see you standing there.
but I left you just the same.

you claim to love the falling rain
cleansing your beaten spirit.
the pain in your tears call to me
yet i can not go near it.

the darkness muffles hurried steps
i can bear my sin no more.
the rain chases a regretful man.
for a tender heart is torn.

i hear the screams build in your eyes.
i run with all my might.
because when you open your mouth,
thunder comes the night.
thunder comes the night.
thunder comes the night.

 

 
bastard
written by omegadrax
11:56 AM 6/22/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004

mister master
sister slapped her
grabbed your ass
faster faster

broken plaster
alabaster
poked your tits
faster faster

ester asked her
my disaster
grinning grins
faster faster

blister blaster
such a bastard
smacked your mom
and faster faster

flushed her flashed her
dropped my pants sir
kiss my ass
faster faster

 

 
jack and the beanstalk
written by omegadrax
11:49 AM 6/23/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
it's not like a finger
it's more like an arm
i am not a mod swinger
but i do have my charm

will take you by hand or
by foot if i hafta
but i'm going down south
and make you cry 'fasta'

what nobody sees,
nobody will repeat
we can do this quick
and must be discrete

darlin', your intelligent and
i love to hear you talk
but today my name is jack
and here's my beanstalk

the more you poke at it
the more it will grow
the more i poke with it
the more you will know

grab ahold tight
and don't let go
because this moby is wild
and ready to blow

sweetheart, i love you
and now that you know
thanks for the good times
but bitch you gotta go

 

 
heineken
written by omegadrax
06:10 PM 6/24/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
where are you when i need you most?
when the day has reached it's twilight
and the bitter night creeps through my house.
the pitter-patter of little feet has become
the stimpy-stomping of little monsters.
the chitter-chatter of nig-nig-nagging
is constant in my ear.
oh, heineken, heineken, heineken.
were you but a woman, i would flee this world
and steal you away as paris took helen.
we would spend day and night in each other's embrace.
i would sing praises and songs in your honor
and the world would stand back and marvel
at the love between us.
but, you are not a woman, but still i long for
the feel of your firmness in my hand,
your wonderous good taste chasing worry away.
i would drink you and all of your companions
and dance/prance/stumble to the bathroom
as if in heaven.
the pitter-patter would turn to clinking of bottles.
the chitter-chatter would turn to clicking of caps.
but alas, i am merely dreaming and sober.
and tonight you are in the hands of another.
tomorrow, i will venture and seek you out.
oh heineken, you will soon be mine.
mine all mine, the world will tremble with my
drunken laughter.

 

 
pillows
written by omegadrax
09:11 AM 6/25/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
mounds profounds
deep thoughts of your titties.
the big ones, the best ones
but never itty-bitties.

a handful, a mouthful
i love to touch.
all day, every day
is never too much.

pleading and pleading
don't tell me no.
pleasing and pleasing
rub fast and rub slow.

your bosom, your bust
your nipple, your teat.
the jiggling and wiggling
is always a treat.

your front, your fun-pillows
your melons, your chest.
the shaking and quaking
is always the best.

you are causing a tremor
an earthqake in my pants.
come a little closer
because mr. happy needs a chance.

 

 
love song for the criminally insane
written by omegadrax
11:51 AM 6/28/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
i met her so to get her
to live her and to love her
my stars her and my sun her
with my charm i have won her

to breathe her and to seeth her
i chain her and i whip her
i mind her and i blind her
with leather i will bind her.

i use her and abuse her
i sleep her and i peep her
i watch her and i weep her
for i know i can't keep her.

i scream her and i dream her
to touch her is too much her
i fill her and i till her
for her death will i part her.

 

 
turkey
written by omegadrax
09:17 AM 7/6/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
i watched your lips moving
and heard not a sound
a little fleck of spittle
nearly caught me in the face
why are you standing so close?
doesn't it hurt when you
stomp your foot like that?
i try hard to stiffle a
little laugh.
you look like a turkey.
gobble. gobble. gobble.
hey... that last comment
wasn't very nice.
do you kiss your children
with that mouth?
what are you saying?
and no, i won't wipe that
stupid grin off my face.
gobble. gobble.
we disagree. so what.
people disagree all the time.
you might as well stop yelling
because all i hear is
gobble, gobble.
man...thinking about turkeys
is making me hungry.
mmmm...
turkey sandwich
turkey salad
turkey with white sauce
i wonder what wine goes
with turkey.
i wonder's what's for dinner.
i wonder if sex is out of the question.
if i want to have sex, i will have
to end this and fast.

"sweetheart, i am so sorry.
i don't know what is wrong with me.
things have been a little hectic at work
and i guess i have just been taking it out
on you. is there anything i can do to make
it up to you? back massage? foot massage?
hey...let's go out for dinner. my treat.
i am in the mood for turkey."

gobble. gobble.

 

 
of teachers and students
written by omegadrax
09:26 AM 8/3/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
the lessons that
i teach to you
preach to you
(how i would long to
reach to you)
you must be strong
and stand tall
you dare not fall
give it your all
for there are those
that wish you harm
succumb not to charm
sound your alarm
danger is all around
it lurks in every corner
at every turn
(for you do i yearn)
listen and learn
for the weak feed on
your power
stand and watch them cower
stand and raise your tower
fend off barbarians from your gate
sweetness, before it's to late
the lessons that
i teach to you
preach to you
will be learned
wisdom to be earned
when it is me that
your spurn

 

 
walk on by
written by omegadrax
11:16 AM 8/6/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
forgive me.
as you walked by,
i took a quick
peek at your ass.
when you noticed
out of the corner
of your eye.
you turned as if
to say something.
when you did, i
couldn't help but stare
at you breasts.
so nice and round.
you could see the
desire in my eyes.
you smiled.
you liked the attention.
i will see you tomorrow.
same time, same place.
a different tight skirt.
a different revealing shirt.
the same need for attention.
the same urge to give it.

 

 
redemption
written by omegadrax
12:58 AM 8/27/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
there is redemption for me
in the eyes of heaven
looking down from the clouds
at a man of broken dirt
i raise my hands in supplication
so filthy and so frail,
grit and grime between my fingers,
sweat and tears on my face,
the agony of a soul in need,
pleasing and pleading, i have nowhere else to turn.
welcome me home and take me in.
hold me close and wipe my face.
tell me everything will be all better.
tell me there is no need to worry.
tell me i am forgiven.

 

 
pig
written by omegadrax
09:27 PM 9/2/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
the whole pig is but a part of me
as i am but a part of you
i have devoured it and consumed it
completely. you have me.
i have relished in its death
and basked in its life at
seeped onto parched earth.
i smile while it squeals.
how it sounds so human.
do you here me squealing?
as my heart is rent in two
and piece by piece is swallowed.
as my soul is ripped from me
and piece by piece is swallowed.
mmmm...little pig tasted so good.
how i enjoyed it.
ribs were so tender and
came easily from the bone.
little pig, little pig, let me come in.
pork chop was pink to the center,
plump and required a knife to sever.
little pig, little pig, let me come in.
sausage, two in number, sliced in twain.
red, and spicy, and oh...so delicious.
you huff and puff
to blow my house down.

 

 
seashells
written by omegadrax
08:56 PM 12/7/04
Poem Style: none
Author Category: 2004
when i was a boy,
i collected seashells.
i had the most beautiful collection
when i was a boy.

i dreamt of seashells
and what i dreamt was beside
me every morning of everday
when i was a boy.

i had red ones and blue ones
white ones and rounds ones
ones of beauty and of majesty
when i was a boy.

the world marvelled at my collection
the world coveted my collection
i had the most beautiful seashell collection
when i was a boy.

one day i looked out through a window
and saw a boy walking along the beach
he picked up the plainest of seashells
and smiled
i raged and raged and raged
for forty days and forty nights
i raged
when i was a boy.

 

 
   
   
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