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 Dec 2013 Austin Skye
Psylocke
As tears streamed down her face
She cried in agony
Her knees were scraped
And her clothes were tattered

Her once beautiful face
Is now bruised and scarred
Eyes are red and swollen
Her hair is tangled, covering her visage

Once she was an angel
But now her wings are broken
She carries a heavy memory of abuse
A no escape situation

She was blamed by the fiend
Who didn't even took time knowing her
Her name, destroyed and neglected
Good personality, evanesced

She was never sighted again
No one even missed her
Because of the devil
She was shattered into fragments
A poem for the people who are being bullied. Feedbacks? Comments? Will be awesome.
 Nov 2013 Austin Skye
Calli Kirra
Ill
They say you must suffer insanity
And your demons
They must be dark
To become a writer
And I, well,
I'm absolutely mad
Mad for you
i wanna feel like the ink in a pen does
as it crimps and curls and dances its way across a naked page

i wanna feel like the page being filled

give me a pulse like a double-time war drum
     thudTHUDDing towards crescendo
     with a cymbol-crash ache
and flesh that winds my spine and river bed curves
     like a stretch of highway on a midnight drive
     that fades into the face of the moon

gimme some of that star-stuff sparkle in my pete moss eyes
a few of saturn's rings 'round my hula-hips
and a solid kiss
     right on the lips

               yeah

when i grow up
          i think i'd like to be in love
 Nov 2013 Austin Skye
-e-
They never said it would be like this
All these second guesses
All these missing pieces
Asking “Did our heroes every think twice?
When did saving our own lives become so inconvenient?”

Nobody ever told me that I could count my dead friends
By the cigarettes still left in the carton
And that alcohol doesn't clean cuts
Under my skin like it does on the surface

Everybody was silent

When I asked about paying rent
And sink or swim
I just never thought my heavy heart
Could ever drowned my friends
And I'm not any less sad
About the things I cant change
Or all the girls that I have kissed

Nobody told me it would hurt so much to love your friends
And how complicated my wicked heart gets
Or just how selfish it is
To never want to lose it

-e
 Nov 2013 Austin Skye
CharlesC
landing softly
on every-thing
solid or thought
soon lifting off
winging as wave
touching higher
dimension..
glimpsing now
a new home
in Wholeness…
I created a ray to save the world.
We had come too far,
had lost ourselves, it seemed to me
and we were taking the Earth along with us
into the abyss.

Too much knowledge: too much thought.
We needed to go back.
And so I created the Great Devolver Ray
and stood, trembling, by the trigger.

This would return us
to our basest animal selves.
Would tune us perfectly into Nature,
re-thread us into the fabric of Creation
destroy the wall between Natural and Unnatural.

Pure uncorrupted survival: nothing more.

And so I stood, on the brink,
unsure as all great revolutionaries must be,
put my hand in place,
and pushed.

And the ray burst forth
and we were transformed
into the pure ******* creatures that Life demanded.

And absolutely nothing changed
at all.
 Nov 2013 Austin Skye
Koi Nagata
A catfish laughs.
It thinks of other catfishes
In other ponds.
 Nov 2013 Austin Skye
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Dreaming Big
 Nov 2013 Austin Skye
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Controlled by fantasy
How reality should be

Dreaming big, baby
© Natali Veronica 2013.

10w.
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