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 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
And they were both only alive
when the other existed
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
No Fool
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
Oh wily
and would a stab to ****** be a lie
and no fool
wicked, twisted in deceit
a weak little lamb to defile
nay, would not a lamb know folly
after years of observation
no fool I say
when tears fall down like rain
knowing the truth
not an object
not anymore
never again
to give light to treachery
and the raindrops still fall
knowing what is needed
is so far away
when wily coyote attempts to play on trickery
but no fool, no fool
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
Is it ******* or raw passion
that has my mind begging
to lie you down and let me devour
nothing more appeasing
than your moans and sighs
no thought to my own satisfaction
for an appetite is satiated in your ecstasy
it has me pondering though
repressed passion?
a control freak
or a pleaser?
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
Shelter
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
Were a knife at your throat
let the blade slice me instead
if a whip raised to your back
allow me to receive the lashing
if a bullet to pierce your heart
let mine be the heart stopped
for your pain is my pain
and I would rather take the final blow
than ever see you down on your knees
beaten by the ferocity of the world
but if a smile you would have
can I be the one to cause it
your laughter singing
I wish to dance to this
and the dreams you hold
may I help weave them
just to never see you cry
to feel that you are alive
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Chuck
Clocks     tick,      tick


M
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hands

a
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tied


Time                      still                         flies
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Sarah Elaine
It felt to wrong to listen to those songs with you last night.
We’ve both changed so much.
But I feel that I’ve shrunk
rather than grown.

When we first met I loved people
and hated myself.
Now those feelings have inverted
and I live in a constant state of bitter narcissism.

I miss the poems I used to write you
The ones that rhymed and were ignorant to pain
Written in neat handwriting
a parallel to how I saw the world.

And I still love you
I just don’t understand
how the same love can still exist
between two different people.

And it breaks my heart
that the boy who
made me avocado and peanut butter sandwiches
and took me on a picnic in his backyard
doesn’t exist anymore.

Just like I’m sure that
it breaks your heart
when you remember the girl
who would ride bikes to the park with you
after school on Tuesday afternoons.

I'm not sure if I'd rather
live in that world of innocent love,
or move our hearts forward
into an unknown territory
filled with the possibility of separation.
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
BarelyABard
Here us and old one from years ago. It is flawed but enjoy.



A young lad abroad, was searching for truth
for what happens whenever we die.

A priest told him this, a monk told him that.
which one was fact and which one was lie?

The young lad was perplexed and filled up with grief.
He continued to search and to learn.

But the more that he read and the more he was told,
the more fear built up that he'd burn.

The young lad fell to his knees on the side of the road
and begged to be shown what was real.

"There are so many answers, and all of them different!
Oh, how am I supposed to feel?!"

Just then an old man, with a smile on his face,
asked him what caused so much grief.

The young lad said, through torrential tears,
"Without answers I'll never be strong."

"Does heaven exist? Will I go to hell?
Will all that I know simply end?

There are so many roads, which one should I take?
Do you know the answer, my friend?"

The old man sighed and said through a grin,
"There's a question more grand than the latter."

He grabbed the young lad, and looked deep in his eyes.
"The question is why does that matter?"
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
To Jesus you cried
Every time you had fallen off the wagon
Staring down an endless tunnel
You screamed how unfair the world had been
Yet who put you here except you, my tormentor
Needles, pipes, spoons these were your dreams
You forgot about what is on the other side of the veil
When you lost yourself floating on the ceiling
Daydreams and fickle nightmares, you got caught
Into a net that doesn't catch, it swallows
And ***** you into the bowels of Hell
Thanks for that, here I stand alone and I need you
I know how hard it is, God knows being human
The addictions are our best friend, worst ******* enemy
You forgot to look in my eyes deep and brown
And capture the love and need of a tiny child
So that child never grew up, she weeps today
Like a little six year old screaming, mommy
The hand was left outstretched and rotting
Now a pile of bones and ash, an echo
I love you as a little child must this is a rule
But you disappointed me beyond belief
Last time I saw you off in an ambulance
Sick with the demons that had ripped through your veins
I didn't believe it when I was told, hell for years I did not
Last time I spoke to you was years and years later
Sounding like you were a child with down syndrome
Who the ***** voice is this, sure as hell not what I recall
Spitting fiery lies about the man my father was
Maybe they weren't but who can believe a **** thing you say
You probably lied to and discarded him as well
You broke all our hearts, not just mine
My sister, leaving her my burden when she was but a child
How dare you break her heart the way you did, ******
Fraternal you had and you spit your acid on her as well
Making love to ***** needles dipped in sewage
Once you were a good person hands brown with work
Kindness a true value, giving the shirt off your back
Teaching about what is good in nature and spreading smiles
Once that was you but you fell in love with the devil
This is a jumbled mess but you, you love
You know exactly what the hell I am talking about
I love you but *******
Little too late.
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