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personally I know the person who wrote this stuff has some serious issues...
updated 6/9/00
Our love is like a red red rose, the shade of red one associates with blood, deeply saturating each soft petal from tip to tip, as it unfolds in its blooming spring. Our love is like that rose, a small bud, brimming with possibilities and unfolding into a riot of color, hanging pregnantly on the vine full of hope, finally withering as each petal shrivels and falls untill the scarred and shrunken stem, whithered and brown, is all that remains of a once beautiful glory as was our love long ago
Hands stroking my body , fingers caressing the hollows of my soul, lips whispering promises of ectasy softly against my skin, Desire flows through every vessel throughout. Desire for you. Within me, without, your magic dancing in the dark, your skin feverish against mine, two bodies joined in an eternal embrace as old as time, our limbs entwined holding each other tightly as we fly higher and higher soaring against the clouds of passion, satisfaction pools and eddies around us, adrift in a sea of love.
Dark Angel dieing
her broken wings cannot fly
her broken legs cannot run
her broken arms cannot hold
her broken heart cannot beat
   dark angel dieing
there was no prevention
there was no doctor
there was no medicine
there was no cure
    dark angel dieing
there are no friends to say goodbye
there are no mourners standing at the grave
there are no witnesses to mark her passing
     dark angel died
     and no one cared
I saw you with her today, I remember when you used to look at me that way and I can still feel the pain
I know that you still care, but the love, the love is no longer there and
I can still feel the pain
I know I have to hold it in, after all I've been with other men but
I can still feel the pain
It cuts me to pieces when I see, you with her right in front of me and
I can still feel the pain
You can have all my things, I don't need them anymore
you can have all my thoughts, I don't need them anymore
you can have all my hopes and dreams and all my happy things
all my smiles and all my sighs as I tell you goodbye
I dont need them anymore
take all my pride, take all my pain,take all my tears that fall like rain
take my heart and my soul,as I watch you leave and go
I don't need them anymore
you can have my dignity and pride, I dont need it anymore
you can have all my fire deep inside, I dont need it anymore
you can have all that I lack
as you leave and don't look back
as I tell you goodbye
I don't need you anymore
I see you and I want to be there too
I want to be alone with you
but it can't be and you can't see me
but your always on my mind
just another face in the crowd
you can't hear my voice, the noise is too loud
I'm lost in the sea that surrounds the stage
and you'll never see my face after the lights fade
but your always on my mind
I see you and I want to be there too
I want to be alone with you
but you can't see me and I know it will never be
but you are always on my mind
I do not want to be told
I need you
I must be needed
I do not want to be told
I want you
I must be wanted
I do not want to be told
I love you
I must be loved
for if not , then I am not
and you are nothing to me
To those who had eyes and yet didn't see my tears
I am blind
to those who had ears and yet didn't hear my cries
I am deaf
to those who had emotions and yet didn't feel my pain
I am not real
eyes that are blind, ears that are deaf
tongues that are mute, hearts that are cold
where exists reality and where illusion?
is reality a world of  statues in which I wander
endlessly, watching faces frozen in a kalidescope of color? or am I the statue stationary in time watching the world circle in frozen eyes of illusion?
to what object do we owe derision?
to what beings belong dispair?
where do tears flow when they fall down
our cheeks like waterfalls of sorrow?
what is the human condition akin too?
Is life the same as death?
Is closing one's eyes forever the same as
opening them upon the infinite endlessly?
Is one's last gasp the beginning of the first?
when does life begin and when does it end?
Is the first the last and the last the first?
knowing is not the same as learning
knowing the beginning, knowing the end, does this not end the learning of living?
without learning then there is only knowing that
we are the objects of derision
and we are the beings who own dispair
play the game again, roll the dice
he seems nice
craps, he's cheating with your best friend
play the game again, draw your cards
he says he is different
busted straight, he stole all your money
play the game again, bet on black spin the wheel
he says he's just a big teddy bear
red's the winner and teddy broke your arm when
dinner was late
play the game again , and again, and again
loser  everytime
too many bills not enough money , story of the american dream
you live, you learn, you fight, you try
but nothing is as it seems
get an education follow your heart, and the world will be yours
but reality is a one room shack with three starving kids on the floor
the car is broke and so is your heart as the next night shift begins
you sell your soul to make the dough and wonder how it will end...
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Death is my lover forever
death is not fickle nor does he lie
          he is what he is
          silent and all encompassing
          as he makes his way in the world death does not turn away when needed
          he never denies the one he is with
death does not leave one soul for another
         considered more desirable
death does not use and abuse for pleasure
           he grants all his love equally
death is my lover forever
            and in his eternal embrace
            I will find peace at last
You  laughed at the tears I cried,
you didn't give a fuck if I tried
You thought it lame that I would die without you
till I got a gun and loaded the same
left only a note with just your name
left you feeling  the guilt and taking the blame
till it ate you up inside
You were heartless to me until I was gone
Now all you can hear is our last song
and its driving you so crazy that all you can see
is that your life is pointless without me
now it is too late to say I did care
now is is too late so say I wanted to be there
now it is too late to regret the past
the love is  gone and only guilt lasts
so what will you do now that your alone
guiltstricken and lonely and on your own
no matter where you go and who you may see
my revenge is this....you will only see me
Line them up like ducks in a row
grab your shotgun ,  your 9mm and lets go
gun down the idiots , the freaks, the jerks
for some it is fun , for me its just work
blood on the pavement
blood on the wall
not gonna stop untill they all fall
down
down
down
who's next???
Your parents lied to you, there is no Santa Claus
Your teachers lied to you, you will never use calculus
Your preacher lied to you, salvation doesn't rely on one attendence every Sunday
Your boyfriend lied to you, you weren't the first and you won't be the last
Your wife lied to you , she wasnt playing bingo at 2 am
Your kids lied to you, they have 200$a day habits and syphillis
Your insurance company lied to you, you are covered, they just aren't going to pay
Your doctor lied to you, the benign lump is cancerous and it is spreading
Your police lied to you, they let the child molester go free
Your government lied to you, what you don't know can hurt you
Your judicial system lied to you, your guilty until proven innocent
Trust no one...and get fucked anyway
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