regal-pinion - Hello Poetry

Do you know what you are, Michael? You are cruel, callous You claim you are creative But clearly you cannot be For you are just cringe-worthy and crass Worst of all You are cold You are so cold that your heart is frozen to its core You are so cold that your crisp soul chills the world around you You are cold So cold You cannot deny it You're right I am cold Let me tell you how cold I am I am as cold as the frost on your window You would gaze at it wondering what it was When really it was nothing but a simple pattern of fractals You added the mystery not I I am as cold as snow In a young boy's hand Clumped into a ball as he throws it to his companion Whom reciprocates the gesture As it unfolds into a great battle of primal urges But of course they see it as nothing more than fun and games I am as cold as a cliche milkshake completely filled to brim With two straws for two lovers who care too much I am as cold as a Winter's lake ice I may be thick but it is in this that I casually protect on-comers from the chaotic abyss below As they teach their children how to skate and smile Yes for now they will fall but in due time they will be able to glide And for that moment they are filled with joy and rapture And perhaps their care free smiles Could conjure concepts for people to create a world in which we can gladly call home I am so cold that when you cry and express hurt feelings I am the one who places my hand on your injury and relieve your pain You're right I am cold So cold And I will never deny it

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Apr 17, 2014

Apr 17, 2014 at 7:36 AM UTC

So Cold

Do you know what you are, Michael? You are cruel, callous You claim you are creative But clearly you cannot be For you are just cringe-worthy and crass Worst of all You are cold You are so cold that your heart is frozen to its core You are so cold that your crisp soul chills the world around you You are cold So cold You cannot deny it You're right I am cold Let me tell you how cold I am I am as cold as the frost on your window You would gaze at it wondering what it was When really it was nothing but a simple pattern of fractals You added the mystery not I I am as cold as snow In a young boy's hand Clumped into a ball as he throws it to his companion Whom reciprocates the gesture As it unfolds into a great battle of primal urges But of course they see it as nothing more than fun and games I am as cold as a cliche milkshake completely filled to brim With two straws for two lovers who care too much I am as cold as a Winter's lake ice I may be thick but it is in this that I casually protect on-comers from the chaotic abyss below As they teach their children how to skate and smile Yes for now they will fall but in due time they will be able to glide And for that moment they are filled with joy and rapture And perhaps their care free smiles Could conjure concepts for people to create a world in which we can gladly call home I am so cold that when you cry and express hurt feelings I am the one who places my hand on your injury and relieve your pain You're right I am cold So cold And I will never deny it

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Should I speak with velocity As I claim to leak veracity? Share a fair stare leads to “harassing me” Silence holds a gold ferocity But platinum resides inside a travesty Yet the origins of this casualty Was not the first fatality It's birth was an idea, you see? Are you sick of this this hostility? Is your health a grim variety? Failed to conform to propriety? Here's an inferno “Oh no, a monstrosity!” So why chastise my morality? Must I despise and note your deformity? Lead covered gold is not a new novelty But somehow chaos seems so orderly Cheat on Death with Immortality Sleep with Lust for chastity Uniqueness is another banality Copy/pasted originality Experience this eternal finality Our follies are a great mentality Your demise is your vitality Real life is surreality Feign the truth with validity Pride upon your humility Rust brags of lost durability Insomniacs thrive restlessly If you engage in logomachy Then you'll love this: sophomachy “Who's more manly?” Phallomachy “Let's do what's right!” Hypocrisy We act like we have modesty But we boast of prowess internally “Maybe if I work with integrity, They might notice, and appreciate me” Work too hard? Liability Conned her heart? Lie-ability Honesty at start? Futility Torn apart? Utilize utility Day dream REM stage: Insanity Sanitize with rage: Calamity Perhaps it's a phase: Therapy Live like “good ol' days” regretfully Raze a raised loving family Tame their ways with amnesty And watch them break their identity Of perfection tainted in fidelity Are our minds just a cavity? Uprising against the gravity Speak high of low society Think I'm crazy? Analyze me A grave cradling a memory Of each ill-fated ideology We die for our biology Pyromania is the new cryology

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Mar 4, 2014

Mar 4, 2014 at 11:44 PM UTC

Pyrogenics

Should I speak with velocity As I claim to leak veracity? Share a fair stare leads to “harassing me” Silence holds a gold ferocity But platinum resides inside a travesty Yet the origins of this casualty Was not the first fatality It's birth was an idea, you see? Are you sick of this this hostility? Is your health a grim variety? Failed to conform to propriety? Here's an inferno “Oh no, a monstrosity!” So why chastise my morality? Must I despise and note your deformity? Lead covered gold is not a new novelty But somehow chaos seems so orderly Cheat on Death with Immortality Sleep with Lust for chastity Uniqueness is another banality Copy/pasted originality Experience this eternal finality Our follies are a great mentality Your demise is your vitality Real life is surreality Feign the truth with validity Pride upon your humility Rust brags of lost durability Insomniacs thrive restlessly If you engage in logomachy Then you'll love this: sophomachy “Who's more manly?” Phallomachy “Let's do what's right!” Hypocrisy We act like we have modesty But we boast of prowess internally “Maybe if I work with integrity, They might notice, and appreciate me” Work too hard? Liability Conned her heart? Lie-ability Honesty at start? Futility Torn apart? Utilize utility Day dream REM stage: Insanity Sanitize with rage: Calamity Perhaps it's a phase: Therapy Live like “good ol' days” regretfully Raze a raised loving family Tame their ways with amnesty And watch them break their identity Of perfection tainted in fidelity Are our minds just a cavity? Uprising against the gravity Speak high of low society Think I'm crazy? Analyze me A grave cradling a memory Of each ill-fated ideology We die for our biology Pyromania is the new cryology

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Every ending starts where the next beginning plays Followed by a rush of people who hurry to be delayed Absence makes the heart wander for those who cannot wait For the signal to pick up lines of oblivious candidates Self-doubt leads to blame leads to truth leads to death It hides behind your mind to find you blindly obsessed You don't know why it fails when then you were best At leaving a place with another, now you're one less Are you lost or just lonely? You stay up all night thinking, “If only...”? Ghosts of Desperation holding You in a choke hold; is it warming You all up from the inside? Casting half-laughs staring wide-eyed Ghosts of Self-Pity abide to reside In that choke hold redefine pride Why are you not happy solo? Don't give excuses like “I'm friend-zoned” Why put her in a choke hold? Afraid to let go and leave her throat cold? Get off my stool let me drink alone No, Lady my heart is not sold Laughing at my jokes does not make you gold You're drunk and embittered: self-taught choke hold Why do I feel so god **** tense? Pasts present my present paid penance One more drink then I'll go home Six more to numb my damning sold soul Liquid hubris raise my confidence Make us all feel less incompetent Let our veracious selves go unfold Transgressions greet us with your choke hold Let's frolic in our loss of breathing We like the taste and we're not leaving Alcoholic for this scheming Forget your lives live like you're dreaming In love with ideas in lieu of reality Make us feel like we are the normality One knight stands with armor rusting Lusting for the din; it's rushing Popped collar Icarus: Get into the choke hold Self harmer ichor blessed: Get into the choke hold Lost soul navigator: Get into a choke hold Ex marks the *** for later: Get into a choke hold Ice cold analyzer: Get into a choke hold Wise tending ***** prescriber: Get into a choke hold Fate maker pushed and pulled: Get into a choke hold Let this story to be told: Let's get into a choke hold!

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Feb 19, 2014

Feb 19, 2014 at 9:02 PM UTC

Chokehold

Every ending starts where the next beginning plays Followed by a rush of people who hurry to be delayed Absence makes the heart wander for those who cannot wait For the signal to pick up lines of oblivious candidates Self-doubt leads to blame leads to truth leads to death It hides behind your mind to find you blindly obsessed You don't know why it fails when then you were best At leaving a place with another, now you're one less Are you lost or just lonely? You stay up all night thinking, “If only...”? Ghosts of Desperation holding You in a choke hold; is it warming You all up from the inside? Casting half-laughs staring wide-eyed Ghosts of Self-Pity abide to reside In that choke hold redefine pride Why are you not happy solo? Don't give excuses like “I'm friend-zoned” Why put her in a choke hold? Afraid to let go and leave her throat cold? Get off my stool let me drink alone No, Lady my heart is not sold Laughing at my jokes does not make you gold You're drunk and embittered: self-taught choke hold Why do I feel so god **** tense? Pasts present my present paid penance One more drink then I'll go home Six more to numb my damning sold soul Liquid hubris raise my confidence Make us all feel less incompetent Let our veracious selves go unfold Transgressions greet us with your choke hold Let's frolic in our loss of breathing We like the taste and we're not leaving Alcoholic for this scheming Forget your lives live like you're dreaming In love with ideas in lieu of reality Make us feel like we are the normality One knight stands with armor rusting Lusting for the din; it's rushing Popped collar Icarus: Get into the choke hold Self harmer ichor blessed: Get into the choke hold Lost soul navigator: Get into a choke hold Ex marks the *** for later: Get into a choke hold Ice cold analyzer: Get into a choke hold Wise tending ***** prescriber: Get into a choke hold Fate maker pushed and pulled: Get into a choke hold Let this story to be told: Let's get into a choke hold!

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Sitting waiting Contemplating Now debating What to be saying A gentlemen suggests I should be a creating Something to present How elating! But what if my skill was killed And fading? Mentally taming Essentially maiming My energy (now deflating) How degrading! But my frown's not staying This must be fun To be relating While exhaling Size inflating Eyes dilating Surprise! I rise with This Yellow Paper Initiating

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Dec 21, 2013

Dec 21, 2013 at 2:54 AM UTC

This Yellow Paper

Sitting waiting Contemplating Now debating What to be saying A gentlemen suggests I should be a creating Something to present How elating! But what if my skill was killed And fading? Mentally taming Essentially maiming My energy (now deflating) How degrading! But my frown's not staying This must be fun To be relating While exhaling Size inflating Eyes dilating Surprise! I rise with This Yellow Paper Initiating

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Once upon a time paradox There was a king in a castle of rocks The castle was tall and to all who saw It shined and shimmered by light by Law The king was happy until his vice Showed him a castle of rocks could not suffice The reason this castle needed to change Was because of the House of Endless Strange The house shined so great the king shielded his eyes He secretly hoped it was all lies He ordered his men to work so fast So he could have a castle of glass The workers watched their hands turned red As the king’s greed was joyfully fed The castle complete from tip to feet was seen To shine and shimmer by light by moonbeam But the cost of this king’s vice Was to be paid in an unforeseen price He went to war with neighboring lands And the catapult launched stones to every man He did the same to the House of Endless Strange And they smiled at the stones he gave To react they attacked to throw the rocks back And SMACK! The glass cracked since it lacked The ability to not crumble Under every rock that made it tumble The king was to rebuild his castle, you see To the castle it was once to be Once upon a time paradox There was a king in a castle of rocks ...

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Dec 18, 2013

Dec 18, 2013 at 10:45 PM UTC

Glass Castle

Once upon a time paradox There was a king in a castle of rocks The castle was tall and to all who saw It shined and shimmered by light by Law The king was happy until his vice Showed him a castle of rocks could not suffice The reason this castle needed to change Was because of the House of Endless Strange The house shined so great the king shielded his eyes He secretly hoped it was all lies He ordered his men to work so fast So he could have a castle of glass The workers watched their hands turned red As the king’s greed was joyfully fed The castle complete from tip to feet was seen To shine and shimmer by light by moonbeam But the cost of this king’s vice Was to be paid in an unforeseen price He went to war with neighboring lands And the catapult launched stones to every man He did the same to the House of Endless Strange And they smiled at the stones he gave To react they attacked to throw the rocks back And SMACK! The glass cracked since it lacked The ability to not crumble Under every rock that made it tumble The king was to rebuild his castle, you see To the castle it was once to be Once upon a time paradox There was a king in a castle of rocks ...

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Feel the entropy heating up your gears With meshing poetic rhetoric flowing through your ears Pistons pinions piercing pulsing Calculating creates cruelty convulsing Which confuses itself as a new form of dance But it’s actually mating while still wearing pants There’s mercury around your hat’s brim As you look up to your cherubim They’re not good MCs you’re suffering from delirium We’re not an ocean we’re a city: Pandæmonium Whether stage, stereo, or behind a podium My flow so addictive you need rehab to quit this ***** Undercutting uppercuts straight to the jaw Dangling there mangled but you’ll never lose the awe I can talk sunlight into becoming my shade Stand up to me? Step down before you fade I am the Clockwork Seraph Each word must be cherished Because words hold more power than any man So I’ll trick the legless to take a stand We’ll walk miles for this vile style Bloodied grin? Show us your smile All is well? Or all is in denial? Who cares? Let it rest for a while Throat grabbing metaphors Chokes gabbing sell-out ****** Garrote grappling violent scores Rogues glancing harlot stores Cut to the point or cut to source Cue the anointment meant for the Force Wrong religion but ***** it any myth will do My words are Set to Isis like Osiris rose for you Scheherazade’s in her padded cell full of fright Shouting frantic nonsense for 1,001 Asylum Nights Love is a chemical that seems too harsh It comes from the brain, we call it the heart Anger is an arrangement that can tear you apart Here’s an outlet try again end at the start Pause Think Take a breather now While sixty feet under water As you drown Yesterday’s miracle is today’s explained fact Truthful anomalies become outliers for the mass If a beat drops does it plummet to its death? Was it suicidal it could be anybody’s guess? It tried to forget so it kept all repressed Tongue play twisted by the embittered press Oh yes! Says the ******** moaning ghost Raise your glass take a sip prepare for the toast Overdosed on rufilin for the life/death duality The party forgot to plan this half-hearted tragedy Fires burn like thunders boast Of the speed the hot flash was provoked I don’t do battle raps I just humiliate my foes There reputation lying in graves row by row Blank stares earned as they feel the throes More white towels thrown in as their hope corrodes My left hand spits for the pages thrones My tongue tests it to see how it flows Shoot for the moon and if you miss You’ll be surrounded by infinite emptiness Obviously I’m different so I won’t waste your time Every rapper claims their special somewhere down the line Are you lost? here’s a map: blank canvas Crumble it up to see it form a crevice A Knight of Bedlam here for your service Rising with the lunar crescent for their hubris Blood stained White Knight A hero’s antithesis done right Funeral garbs for this sable raft Beating hearts for disabled craft Buried in deep and now I’ll rise To the occasion to claim this prize The only thing we all have in common Is the differences in our perception I am the Bayssic scion Hold on tight if you plan on riding On my dark white lyrics Beautiful insanity with spirit Each and every person you meet Is as real as you imagined them to be From my mind un-vaulted in hopes it’ll last Join us now, through the looking glass

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Dec 16, 2013

Dec 16, 2013 at 1:52 AM UTC

Clockwork Seraph

Feel the entropy heating up your gears With meshing poetic rhetoric flowing through your ears Pistons pinions piercing pulsing Calculating creates cruelty convulsing Which confuses itself as a new form of dance But it’s actually mating while still wearing pants There’s mercury around your hat’s brim As you look up to your cherubim They’re not good MCs you’re suffering from delirium We’re not an ocean we’re a city: Pandæmonium Whether stage, stereo, or behind a podium My flow so addictive you need rehab to quit this ***** Undercutting uppercuts straight to the jaw Dangling there mangled but you’ll never lose the awe I can talk sunlight into becoming my shade Stand up to me? Step down before you fade I am the Clockwork Seraph Each word must be cherished Because words hold more power than any man So I’ll trick the legless to take a stand We’ll walk miles for this vile style Bloodied grin? Show us your smile All is well? Or all is in denial? Who cares? Let it rest for a while Throat grabbing metaphors Chokes gabbing sell-out ****** Garrote grappling violent scores Rogues glancing harlot stores Cut to the point or cut to source Cue the anointment meant for the Force Wrong religion but ***** it any myth will do My words are Set to Isis like Osiris rose for you Scheherazade’s in her padded cell full of fright Shouting frantic nonsense for 1,001 Asylum Nights Love is a chemical that seems too harsh It comes from the brain, we call it the heart Anger is an arrangement that can tear you apart Here’s an outlet try again end at the start Pause Think Take a breather now While sixty feet under water As you drown Yesterday’s miracle is today’s explained fact Truthful anomalies become outliers for the mass If a beat drops does it plummet to its death? Was it suicidal it could be anybody’s guess? It tried to forget so it kept all repressed Tongue play twisted by the embittered press Oh yes! Says the ******** moaning ghost Raise your glass take a sip prepare for the toast Overdosed on rufilin for the life/death duality The party forgot to plan this half-hearted tragedy Fires burn like thunders boast Of the speed the hot flash was provoked I don’t do battle raps I just humiliate my foes There reputation lying in graves row by row Blank stares earned as they feel the throes More white towels thrown in as their hope corrodes My left hand spits for the pages thrones My tongue tests it to see how it flows Shoot for the moon and if you miss You’ll be surrounded by infinite emptiness Obviously I’m different so I won’t waste your time Every rapper claims their special somewhere down the line Are you lost? here’s a map: blank canvas Crumble it up to see it form a crevice A Knight of Bedlam here for your service Rising with the lunar crescent for their hubris Blood stained White Knight A hero’s antithesis done right Funeral garbs for this sable raft Beating hearts for disabled craft Buried in deep and now I’ll rise To the occasion to claim this prize The only thing we all have in common Is the differences in our perception I am the Bayssic scion Hold on tight if you plan on riding On my dark white lyrics Beautiful insanity with spirit Each and every person you meet Is as real as you imagined them to be From my mind un-vaulted in hopes it’ll last Join us now, through the looking glass

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Think I'm strange? Why do you ponder? My wit's so quick it leaves behind thunder It got me arrested the other day They said 'sir, please put that knife away' But it was sharp enough to slice right by Subtle enough to slip and hide Imagery so visual there's spotlight and stage Bow to the audience and present the Word Play Abstract, deep, or maybe pretentious If that's weak then save me sweetness Or just be bitter all the time I think we need more flavors in our lives But some phrases are too sour Some spicy hot Combine them in a daily diet Eat up the lot Synesthesia hides in these words Taste the color of what you just heard Compare the senses that I stirred As each sentence takes the third Stanza Oh Santa what have you got this time? Were you there to spare a fair But lazily placed rhyme? Yeah right twas the night Before crisscross applesauce When all through my head Concepts, points, tangential joints Changed all of the topics instead Now say 'bye' To your mind's eye As it all becomes so real And paint a picture So dreamlike As it all becomes surreal How do you feel? Not with your heart Now let's leave that enclosed I refer to the hands. Understand? Palms tapping and exposed Oh no. Here you go: A pun and paradox How do I land my desert boat By these dark white pair of docks? "No. Look see, ***** It's an oxymoron" Well isn't that just great Zip the chit chat Have a Kit-Kat While I take a... No wait! Don't break copyright infringement Clichéd rhymes should have signed I'm going off the hinges Some were so slant that even Emily Dickinson Would refuse to go and ski on them and she'd rather stay hidden Was that reference too obscure or was that understood too fast? Now that I asked that question I look like an *** I'd break the ice but I can't skate I'd break the glass but it'll lacerate I'd break the tension but at this rate I'd break my spirits when it's too late Too late for what? Explain you say Okay: No. Poems can be made to be vague Flow so sick it causes a plague Well let's just say my home anyway Runs off a never ending source from me each day The energy: Power Of Wordplay

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Sep 12, 2013

Sep 12, 2013 at 3:50 AM UTC

Power of Wordplay

Think I'm strange? Why do you ponder? My wit's so quick it leaves behind thunder It got me arrested the other day They said 'sir, please put that knife away' But it was sharp enough to slice right by Subtle enough to slip and hide Imagery so visual there's spotlight and stage Bow to the audience and present the Word Play Abstract, deep, or maybe pretentious If that's weak then save me sweetness Or just be bitter all the time I think we need more flavors in our lives But some phrases are too sour Some spicy hot Combine them in a daily diet Eat up the lot Synesthesia hides in these words Taste the color of what you just heard Compare the senses that I stirred As each sentence takes the third Stanza Oh Santa what have you got this time? Were you there to spare a fair But lazily placed rhyme? Yeah right twas the night Before crisscross applesauce When all through my head Concepts, points, tangential joints Changed all of the topics instead Now say 'bye' To your mind's eye As it all becomes so real And paint a picture So dreamlike As it all becomes surreal How do you feel? Not with your heart Now let's leave that enclosed I refer to the hands. Understand? Palms tapping and exposed Oh no. Here you go: A pun and paradox How do I land my desert boat By these dark white pair of docks? "No. Look see, ***** It's an oxymoron" Well isn't that just great Zip the chit chat Have a Kit-Kat While I take a... No wait! Don't break copyright infringement Clichéd rhymes should have signed I'm going off the hinges Some were so slant that even Emily Dickinson Would refuse to go and ski on them and she'd rather stay hidden Was that reference too obscure or was that understood too fast? Now that I asked that question I look like an *** I'd break the ice but I can't skate I'd break the glass but it'll lacerate I'd break the tension but at this rate I'd break my spirits when it's too late Too late for what? Explain you say Okay: No. Poems can be made to be vague Flow so sick it causes a plague Well let's just say my home anyway Runs off a never ending source from me each day The energy: Power Of Wordplay

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