DrsJoke
I have been on PC, as Dr's Joke (My pen name ). I have created a multi-platform poetry group with several very talented poets, The black Phoenix Society, check us out on fb! I am a father. A poet, it is said that my style is simulator of hp lovecraft but I disagree, there is too much for me to improve in my art. I took a break from social poetry, but I have returned!
It's dark tonight
And I cannot breathe
The hands of time
Are slowly choking me
Tick Tick
Watch the color
Fade from my face
Tick Tock
Watch my body
Fall through space
Caught inside
These hands of time
Losing my grip
Losing my mind
Tick Tick
Why can't I see
What these hands
Want from me
Tick Tock
I'm fading fast
This life is just a memory
That can never last
Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 4:59 AM UTC
Ten million bombs,
In an organism,
Single of cell.
The nucleus becomes nuclear,
The ironic cliche.
Instructions to life is unclear,
Resurrection per touch'e.
The ground breaks and falls away,
Supernatural universe all around you,
Leading yourself away,
Venomous vapor clouds you pass through.
Written texts whisper secrets,
"They're secrets for none exist to hear it!"
Ink fills the veins in challenge,
Blood carresses the paper before you,
Eyes stare in mallace,
Rebellion is the potential in truth,
The light dims as you suffocate the beautiful lie.
Thirteen dice becames synchronized with your soul,
Chances are you will die,
Before your art feeds your home.
As sad as this is,
It brings us boundless joy.
From the darkest possible chasm,
Ascends our Chrystal-Rift ******
Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 4:56 AM UTC
Around the old pillar we used to dance,
I gaze at its worn face.
Is it odd I sit in a trance,
picking my mind with a turn of fate?
"Take my hand and dance with me!"
your ghost whispers oon the wind.
the trees move and softly sing,
illuminated grass bows and bends.
Stars fill the violet sky like a projection,
I smile at the haunting voice,
"But you are my memories' reflection"
I chuckle and rejoice!
no clouds swim
in the waters of the sun
I'll go on a whim
I am the only one.
Carpe Diem
Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 4:50 AM UTC
Mentally lost,
I live in the land of rust.
red sand within the glass.
fill it with wine, boss,
as the deserts inwardly rush,
surely its your last.
skies exist so black
epiphany to my anxiety.
succession of my depression
the absence of his majesty
violins pivot within my expression.
reapers possess the sun
but only caresses one.
am I a fruitless tomb?
within a timeless womb?
I'd reach out a hand,
and pull back a nub.
In this mysterious world I stand
within a pyramid hub.
Crows and Ravens dance in the clouds
down comes a monster so loud...
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 11:16 PM UTC
Look around,
What do I see?
13 Dead Men
Looking at me
Wave my hands through the ink filled air,
life has been unfair,
But I am happy so long as I get my share.
Stress and suicide always on my mind,
A smile on my face is all you will e'er find.
For my tears fall in a secret place
So far away from earth's face.
In the pursuit of happiness I do give chase
Post haste!
On a Red horse it cannot escape.
Is this heaven or is it hell?
Halls of confusion I know so well.
I see the pain but I still leave my shell,
On my way to count how many angels' fell.
How can I tell?
Oh, with memories the Crystalline doth swell.
I hear echoes here.
here are the things I fear,
the things so far that they're near.
Pages float weightlessly,
As if e'er timeless.
I live Fateless, See?
Read this well, your Highness.
The grass is so green,
The skies so grey.
For many years I haven't seen
Night or day.
I Await the rain,
to wash away the stains
of blackened grains.
There was fire,
Here remains desire,
In my eyes lack the dire
At least here I am Maskless..
Carpe Diem
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 10:04 AM UTC
when everything had been said and done,
you left without a last word to me
and in my opinion
goodbyes are over romanticized
because there was no argument about it
no aching gaze, no sinking feeling
just a deleted phone number, questions left unasked
and all of a sudden
I am painstakingly alone
without you I have been left without a cause
or a meaning to keep my lungs breathing
and my heart beating
without you I am skin and bones and guilt
I am dark and deep and frigid
my blood may pulsate hot under my skin
but I am an empty shell yearning for fulfillment
and with you gone I will remain this casket
until my body is dead enough to fill it
and rot in the soil ten feet underneath
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please don’t stand at my grave and say you miss me
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 2:44 AM UTC
If I weighed your heart on a feather,
Which would be heavier?
Ten priests together,
On the cross your sins you teather.
Yes,
I tasted the road of the father,
The path of fear.
I saw farther,
What I see Crystal clear.
Forgiveness is great,
Kindness is good.
But you cling also to hate,
The bible you said you understood.
A church of witnesses,
Pews filled with the blind.
As the preaching liar finishes,
Your fear becomes your bind.
This is a warring society of malice
Soldiers fire a gun for them.
laughs
The Illuminati has control of your phallus,
All that is natural becomes a sin.
Carpe Diem
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 2:41 AM UTC
Grey,
The emotion of rust and empty plains.
Destruction of reality is at bay,
Mirage no longer heals the pain.
It's lonely at night,
The shadows speak no more.
Towards the heavens float the last light,
The universe closed the door.
This is the path I roam,
Thorns become my bed.
This is my home,
Where so many have fled.
Wings of tomorrow
Guide my steps
Vines of sorrow
Binds the test.
The birds cry silently,
Don't give up your heart!
They then shake violently,
Then burst apart.
Black blood coats the empty land,
Fertilizing the crimson seeds.
Time dies by my hand
It's wounds exhale the seas.
As I too fall,
I feel so strange....
I hear the call,
As my pen makes the stain.
Carpe Diem
Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 11:35 PM UTC
As the day goes on, the worse I feel.... Is there something I did? Why does it always end so construed...... I can't even look into the mirror without falling into rage and despair, to ribbons of pain that intertwine and entangle my soul, my heart, just the bare fragments I still hold of myself.
These ribbons, these cords attach like an umbilical and ***** the life out of the remaining pieces.
My mind, the once bright lantern struggles and convulses against the shadows that emanate from my eyes.
These shades asphyxiate me...
If this is truly the end,
It at least brings me comfort
That there was a beginning...
Carpe Diem, my remaining wish.
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 8:49 PM UTC
I'm not a typical teenager
I don't facebook things
Or post my life to the world
I don't tweet
Or Twitter
Or all the other
Networks
I don't instagram
In fact
I don't like pictures
If me. I hide from the camera
Hoping no one will
Click the photo button
I don't party
Or stay out late
I sit at home
Watching TV
Or better yet
Cuddling up with a good book
I don't waltz around
In revealing clothes
Hoping for a boyfriend
I don't act all bubbly
I cry and worry
I don't worry about boys
And dates
I worry about depression
And cutting and if my
Friends are really fine
I don't doodle or draw names on a binder
I write poetry on a site called helo poetry
And the only thing that upsets me
About that, is that I didn't find it sooner
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 7:06 PM UTC