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Dec 2019 · 282
Thin veil
Leal Knowone Dec 2019
A thinly veiled disguise
Is really what you want on their mind
So they never see the wall you hide behind
The ones put up in your mind.
A heart like an open book riddled with redactions
Your actions an abstraction
Longing to forget the obstructions you encounter and create.
Dec 2019 · 145
Untitled
Leal Knowone Dec 2019
Never knowing what you want.
You mean one thing and say another. Longing for attention yet you won't bother.
Bother with honesty, bombarded with hypocrisy.
These are the things my eyes sees. The things my heart feels are real. Feels real to **** the pain inside.
The truth is we both may not know what we want.
Flaunting a fake persona to get what we want.
The information layed out says one thing, and your words another.
Jun 2019 · 923
Due Time
Leal Knowone Jun 2019
by love you were made, and by hate you are destroyed
mystery and misery in lies, trivialities of realities demise.
The purifier of your dreams is soon to be deployed
a child of serpent and men, I will rise in due time
Know your light will go as dim as the rest in due time
Mar 2019 · 322
HERE
Leal Knowone Mar 2019
I sit alone in my room staring at the ceiling, With my palms pressed to my face questioning existence.
Whiskey bottle in my right hand, and some form of elicit substances in my left.
Trying to escape reality.
I sit and contemplate what the hell is left?
My brain starts to wonder through vivid landscapes, euphoric realms, and into desolate wastelands.
A waste array of terrane.
I perambulate these lands.
I try to reminisce of good times.

My mind stops!
Everything goes blank.
I see a dot afar off, growing every split second.
It envelopes all ,then the colors just start to come in focus.
I look upon myself sitting at A restaurant table.
My first thought is, this is where my imagination takes me?
I feel like  my hands are unfathomably clammy, as cold as the  aliment placed before me, it seems that I have forgotten.
There would seem to be a nervousness I can not shake.

Instantaneously I am struck with A strange feeling, and I know exactly where & when I am.
A tear runs down my faces as I ask myself why did I bring myself here ? Such joy and splendor in this memory, but all it is is a memory .
I give in and embrace it.
I know exactly where & when I am.

I am So nervous her beauty is the only thing keeping me calm, like a bottle to a baby I am mesmerized, and all other aspects of life fade.
I can almost feel the breeze sailing throw the air like ships at sea.
I still have to let her beauty sink in., and let my imagination take hold.
I can  feel the breeze sailing throw the air like ships at sea
The air is ripe with life and decay.
So many scents to behold.
A fresh ocean breeze, lilac from homes near by,  fish washed ashore, all scents I take in.
A combinations of smells that would most difficult for one to forget.
I will remember that night until my last day, and  after.
That was the night I found her love.
A love I could not seem to hang on to.
That is why I sit in this room alone, hands holding my face
little petty and largely proper for the occasion.
I must process. my heart and mind or locked in a extended battle. Locked into a special time, a perfect evening.
I see her beauty,the dinner, the docks, that historic night.
I smell the  breeze.
The memory is enchanting me. How did I get so lost in my thoughts?
It would seem the reminiscence could prove unexpectedly dangerous.
My thoughts, my emotions,**** how they can change.
Oh how things can change, Like A noble intentions clouded by lust.
A contagious lust is thick in the air.Lingering soaking into your being. even the bottles and beast that washed ashore were all beautiful. I could see the beauty in all things that night. until the ugliness escaped from with in.
The day dream has ceased, and I long for the night so I may dream again.
I sit her alone in my room
Mar 2019 · 352
Stoned Bones
Leal Knowone Mar 2019
Meeting the foul faced fiend & foe we call death.
Lurking about looking for souls, a collector in the truest sense.
Mortals can be persistent,pondering away subsistence.
From death breaths life, a rotting coexistence.

There is nothing but bones left
A gorgeous array of decay
The splendor of existence lost
The amusement of resistance

Gandering at the reaper we can  see life, and reflect
We may see many worlds, life in the blink of an eye, right before our death.

Try not to inject your morals for the minds you infect.
Is there ever really a time when there's absolutely nothing left?
In the world of your mind you must be the architect.
the worlds crumbling down. Your mind is yours to *****

There is nothing but bones left
A gorgeous array of decay
The splendor of existence lost
The amusement of resistance


The dead flower has more power than your wilted soul.
My knife has more life to watch death grow.
That broken glass a stones throw. You are Building up a rebels soul.

There is nothing but bones left
A gorgeous array of decay
The splendor of existence lost
The amusement of resistance

Nothing but bones. Such a gorgeous array. The splendor of existence.The amusement of resistance, and the foul faced fiend we call death.
Looking for souls. Morality they say.....
Mortals can be persistent.
pondering away subsistence.

Gandering at death we see life and reflect
Try not to inject your morals, minds you infect.
Is there ever a time when there's nothing left?
In the world of your mind, be the architect.

The dead flower has more power than your wilted soul.
My knife has more life to watch death grow.
That broken glass, stones throw. Building up a rebels soul.
Mar 2019 · 399
Illusory
Leal Knowone Mar 2019
The things she says in her sorrow stretch on till morrow.
Emotions bend, bow, and break, shaking her to the core.
She says love is lost, but she loves everyday.
She says love is an elusory thing, but she long to grasp it, and hold it close, close to her heart she feels is blackened with decay, yet it pump blood through her beautiful veins.
Yes in the poem I wanted to use elusory not illusory in this poem
May 2018 · 384
B
Leal Knowone May 2018
B
I AM ONLY A MEMORY NOW, BUT WHEN I AM REBORN FROM THE SCATTERED ASHES OF THE BLACKEST SEA, THEN I WILL REALLY BE LIVING LIFE TO ITS FULLEST. FOR NO GRAVE CAN HOLD MY BODY DOWN. THOUGH YOU MAY CHOSE TO MORN. MY ENERGY FEEDS THE NEW LIGHT, SHINING WITHIN THE.
Mar 2018 · 329
Fistful of Words
Leal Knowone Mar 2018
If the end of the fight is what you are fighting for, maybe the fighting will never stop.
Sep 2017 · 1.6k
Crick
Leal Knowone Sep 2017
Tears flow down her face.
Agony from recent past, she clings to like a drowning body floating at sea.
Useless debris.
There's a taste of  duality in all things.
A sorrow reality can bring.  
Though this is a mere moment in time it seems like it is everything. How does one gauge pain if it is something we hope not to be remembering?

She lets herself became jaded, a heart slowly turning to stone. Heading down a path she lets herself believe she knows.
She lets herself believe she knows all there is to know.
If she takes a wrong turn there could be more suffering, or more joy then she would have otherwise know.
Who really knows which way to go?
Choices
Sep 2017 · 1.1k
Trigger
Leal Knowone Sep 2017
If you hold the gun to your head, and pull the trigger, who knows if your promise will subside when you die, or will a new pain begin?  
You think they will always remember you, but that will only be until the memory ends, maybe a few days, until the next tragedy.
Who are you to take the attention away from importance at hand, with the pain and the sorrow of our depleting green land?
Aug 2017 · 702
To0
Leal Knowone Aug 2017
To0
The grey cloud of despair  is almost propelled from thought when  The rust, dust, dirt, and grim your senses encounter, and endure  near to0 much to bare.
The *******, rubble, debris, detritus, and derelicts are littered about. The smell of **** permeates the air.
Any liquid is soaked up from the unholy union of dirt, mud, dust, dander, and whatever else.
I spill my waste on the ground after revealing myself in the cannikin. The vile fluid is soaked up by the soot of decaying society along side a beautiful section of nature and architecture.
Jul 2017 · 854
W.W(R).
Leal Knowone Jul 2017
Whispering winds, rustle weeping willows,
were the corpses, and sorrow lie.
Winding beaten roads,
broke from the artery of cluttered existence.

Landing me in what reality?

Rattling minds, in longing whoa
anamnesis, horror,love denied.

Skeletons emerge,
of the forgotten foes, and mystic secrets
the world sought not to see.
Clustered hoards galloping to their doom.

Essence ripped away, by cloven hoof.
Relevant ramble from a vagrant drunken stooge.
Whisk away by the dramatic exchange of a loon.
Echoing memories bombarding the senses.

Landing me in what reality?

Echoing voices carried through hallways
were  sorrow, and corpses lie.
Leal Knowone May 2017
The cracked window brings the light, beautiful to many, yet vile to to my sight.
                  Can I sleep?
                     don't remind me of what I must do.
                  When they weep

Leave me my silence,
leave me my grace,
leave this ***** grimy disgrace.
  We all should lie in obscurity.
Leave me this mourning
Leave me this bad taste
Leave me this sad and sorry waste
   Living world of impurities  
Cracks in the pavement
They wont break her back.
but don't break your neck.
I will make it through. 
  
    We all should lie in obscurity.
    In  a world of such impurities                        

Left in the distance.
Recognize the light.
Walk the paths of fear,
Acceptance takes flight.
Cloudy eyes may not see.
I'm not here to race,
It's another dawn ,
and the darkness breaks
In my opponents
I see great teachers,
family, monsters,
Scared men and preachers.
Lie in the shadows
Lie in the twilight
or a darkened room.
to embrace the light.
Such cunning,such sleight
Hardly believe your eyes
Phoenix taking flight
Takes us by surprise

Does anything have one side?
Truth found in a lie
Does anything have one side?
Truth found in a lie

Try to tell myself
brush of the ashes
you lived through the flames
some disfigurement
I killed love itself
with a thousand lashes
I know I'm to blame

The killing wont stop
This is just a play?
Will you make it through
Make me feel something

A knife on a strop
but it never slays
Just black and blue hues
This the love that stings

Leave me my silence,
leave me my grace,
leave this ***** grimy disgrace.
  We all should lie in obscurity.
Leave me this mourning
Leave me this bad taste
Leave me this sad and sorry waste
   Living world of impurities  
Leave me my silence,
leave me my grace,
leave this ***** grimy disgrace.
  We all should lie in obscurity.
Leave me this mourning
Leave me this bad taste
Leave me this sad and sorry waste
   Living world of impurities
YOU HAVE NOTHING TO FEAR FROM ME
I COULD SQUASH YOU LIKE A FLEA
BROKE THE SKIN MADE YOU BLEED
YOU HAVE NOTHING TO FEAR FROM ME 

The cracked pavement  stained like night, beautiful to many, yet vile to to my sight.
                  Can I sleep?
                     don't remind me of what I must do.
                  When they weep

Leave me my silence,
leave me my grace,
leave this ***** grimy disgrace.
  We all should lie in obscurity.
Leave me this mourning
Leave me this bad taste
Leave me this sad and sorry waste
   Living world of impurities

Leave me this morning

We all hold the pen in our hands, we all sing the tune
many stories will be told, many pouring out their soul, was it love or rock and roll
opponent teacher monsters preachers mourning your love obscurity pen  graceful morning  soul love tune rockandroll rock and roll impurities sleep I weep vile bleed mourning disgrace distant pavement  phoenix  sleight strop waste slay strings

killing your love because of hate
Mar 2017 · 554
Impending
Leal Knowone Mar 2017
Over and over again this memory bombards my head,
but it is a memory I never experienced.
Visions of another life, or maybe the moment I was pronounced  dead.
The feeling is so real. Yes it feels visceral,
I mean this feeling is so  alarming.
Every time I live this  waking dream, a dark feeling comes over me.
The closest thing I can relate it to is impending doom, wondering if it comes, if it will be soon.
This vision has come to me more and more as of late
Feb 2017 · 1.6k
12
Leal Knowone Feb 2017
12
It only takes 12 seconds to forget your place, to count how many men broke them selves off between your legs.
Now you are so distant and cold.

You may have only been 13 then, broken by this man and his friend.
It scarred your naive soul.

Close you eyes and count to 10 the nightmare creep back again,  this game of hide and seek.

In 2016 many people weep for those famous,we can no longer see. 1000 ways feeling can be
Feb 2017 · 3.4k
Window
Leal Knowone Feb 2017
The crack in the window brings the light, beautiful to many, vile to to my sight.
Can I sleep?
don't remind me of what I must do.
Leave me my silence, leave me my grace,leave this ***** grimy disgrace.
We all should lie in obscurity.
The cracks in the pavement wont break her back.
If you fall , get up, if you don't break your neck.
You can make it through.                                      
Leave me in the distance.
Recognize the light.
Walk paths of fear, and acceptance takes flight.
Things cloudy eyes may not see.
Leave me in the distance, I'm not here to race, another dawn the darkness breaks
In my opponents I see teachers, family, monsters, men and preachers.
Lie in the shadows, or a darkened room.
Lie in the twilight, to embrace the light.
Does anything have one side? how much does it take?
This is just a play, can you make it through.
We all hold the pen in our hands, we all sing the tune
many stories will be told, many pouring out their soul, was it love or rock and roll?
Jan 2017 · 607
unpass
Leal Knowone Jan 2017
The threshold of the unpassed
days of future past
dolled my own edge
living life in my head
I've worn more nooses than crowns
we've seen the empires fall down
dreams fall down to the ground
and we don't make a sound

love to see death on the TV screen
*** it seems so real to me
and life can be so obscene
better than life so real to me

The endless charades we play
The memories last
Living life on the edge
wondering will it last
I've worn more nooses than crowns
the walls come crumbling down
dreams fall down to the ground
And we can't make  sound
Jan 2017 · 710
H.W.
Leal Knowone Jan 2017
I do not wish to own your heart
or to occupy it
it is not my home, or belonging
but were I belong
longing to be your heart
for we will beat as one
Jan 2017 · 792
Compassionate Monster
Leal Knowone Jan 2017
A silken rope of phrases
   ailuranthrope blood tasted
   Sweet salt of the earth

   The dark minded misanthrope
   lycanthrope with ****** noise
   could always be worse

   Now i'm just a  broken rope
   of the wagon, on the boat
   been sinking since birth

   I want to forsake this  curse
   travel through time on this earth
   longing loving mirth

A haiku trapped in mundane
A perfect body
I lust for your  gorgeous brain  

Surround me with your splendor
help the broken see
and find a way to mend her

   This world it may betray us
   and you may find you hate it
   but it could be worse

   Broken bones on dusty throne
   lone failure and  cheap cologne
   I can see the hearse
  
   Passing through, heart still with you
   Now I'm done, let us review  
   Empathy in you
  
   Did you know you were my worth?
   The meaning of my rebirth
   no greater on earth
Jan 2017 · 554
Affliction
Leal Knowone Jan 2017
I told you "some one cares", as I wiped your tears, and brushed your hair, back behind your ear. I held you so close, and stole away your fears. such comfort felt there in a warm embrace. the pleasure I saw on your face, the joy between your legs
Oct 2016 · 2.2k
Show
Leal Knowone Oct 2016
The mirror on the wall would show you what you are afraid to see.
If you could look through and in between.
The creature is you and the creature is me.
All the good and evil you see.
The reflections of all beings.
Sep 2016 · 1.1k
S&M
Leal Knowone Sep 2016
***
The whip kissed her skin like the lover of her dreams
Porcelain skin left red from the touch
A lovelier beauty no one has ever seen
So innocent, yet likes it so rough
Cold steel around her wrist, pull her back to give her neck a kiss
I will guide her, and show her the way
Wither it be with my palm or with my fist
Sep 2016 · 728
She
Leal Knowone Sep 2016
She
So many may attempt to use words to describe the beauty in her eyes, but I do not attempt to hide behinds words that pale in comparison to the truth.
The true site of beauty she is, and the power she holds in her hands,
in her eyes, and between her thighs.
Idiotic mumbling, or dead silence may be more appropriate,
then trying to find the words that will never be as elegant as she.
Aug 2016 · 251
Untitled
Leal Knowone Aug 2016
How many universes have died within you?
Leal Knowone Aug 2016
I find myself in the kingdom of heaven on earth again, the place held in your heart.
euphoria even in questioning my win.
I awake then close my eyes for the voyage I will embark.
I blissfully dive back into the magic idea of you, immerse myself in warmth.  
I feel you in my arms again soaking in sweet loving embrace.
Your presence brings hope.  
I feel whole again. I am left here sincerely wishing I did not fall from grace.
still held in your heart.
longing for that piece of heaven.
Just a taste.
Feeling so whole again.
In ecstasy, I awake just a part
awake
apart
Jul 2016 · 4.7k
FAINT
Leal Knowone Jul 2016
Her pale porcelain skin scorched my mind
its imprint was all I could see
Such innocent hidden behind a jaded mind
Such beauty underneath

Her immaculate body longing to be smeared by my finger tips
Holding her close, keeping her safe, in suspended bliss
SAFETY it was found that night, right between her legs
Like trees aching for light, stretched to the sky, she begs

Inquiring on journeys before embark
her imprint was left on me
seeing  beauty in every cut and every mark
Such artistry to be seen    
  
I could deal with near pitch black, as long as there was enough light to dance, and glisten off her angelic eyes
SAFETY it was found that night, right between her thighs
Jul 2016 · 809
Sway
Leal Knowone Jul 2016
Hanging from the tree in such beauty.
Inviting me to stay, to stay for ever
to swing in the wind.
I seem to have lost my muse, now I found you.
hang for a while, take in the worlds splendor with you.
I will sway with you.
You around my neck
the noose my closest friend.
Stay positive friends, though I was not feeling the best, this was a stream of consciousness, and the end seemed fitting.
Jul 2016 · 680
Sailing Mind
Leal Knowone Jul 2016
I hold you up,
hold you close.
Away from the harms of the inane world
I can not protect you from myself.
I will keep trying to free the Beauty that exist in my mind.
I wish you could get inside, and swim through my thoughts.
float down this stream of consciousness, and blissfully observe the scenery.
You will find many shadowy corners were you may want to tread lightly.
If you traverse these lands,you may make the voyage to the most alluring destinations, were we may find peace.
We can always use a change of scenery
close to me
May 2016 · 365
Consuming Nothingness
Leal Knowone May 2016
The prairies open to the wind are soon engulfed by flames.
Dancing breath of life, darkness, no remains .
From darkness comes light, and from void comes life.
Life is a cycle that doesn't end with death.
           Feel it in every breath              
The ****** succumb to sin enveloped in lust's flame
Your dancing with Death in hopes to be free from pain
Stagnant waters still bread life. Death decaying in sun light
Death is a cycle, yet called the end of life
Pain cuts like a knife
May 2016 · 475
Untitled
Leal Knowone May 2016
Come on I need to sleep.
My dreams have a voice, and they need to preach the gospel of BENT REALity.
May 2016 · 919
Beholder
Leal Knowone May 2016
Love is what we decide to see, it can be peace, nirvana.or a rusty blade, uncertainty or empowerment, or all these things.
Love, beauty and perfection are in the eye of the beholder.
The beholder always has outside influences, but the choice is always theirs.
Sometimes we have little control over love's strongest energy taking us over and act out of character.
Making us do thing we may never do.  
like a slit neck or inner peace.
May 2016 · 788
SOLE
Leal Knowone May 2016
WOULD YOU RATHER DIE BY THE MOAT AROUND THE CASTLE, OR BY THE ***** OUT IN THE RAIN?
TORN APART BY THE TERROR OF THE WATERS,
OR BY THE JAWS OF THE ENSLAVED?

Lets reek havoc, we can all take turns
annihilate the whole human race
let us watch this ******* place burn
an eye for an eye, a mangled face
an eye for an eye, a mangled face
destroy this whole decrepit place
decimation of the known race
Lets reek havoc, and see the toll it takes

WOULD YOU RATHER DIE BY THE MOAT AROUND THE CASTLE, OR BY THE ***** OUT IN THE RAIN?
TORN APART BY THE TERROR OF THE WATERS,
OR BY THE JAWS OF THE ENSLAVED?
WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY TO SEE YOUR GOD DETHRONED?
TO SEE THE CHANGE IT BRINGS?
DO YOU WISH TO HEAR THE WARRIORS OF THE APOCALYPSE, AND THE SONGS THEY SING?

SOME PEOPLE JUST WANT TO SEE IT ALL BURN
TO TEAR IT DOWN AS THE WORLD TURNS
REEKING HAVOC ON THE WHOLE **** PLACE
DESTROYING HISTORY LEAVING NO TRACE

COME ON BACK TO THE WALL AND SEE IF THEY'LL LET YOU IN. GO ON AND ROLL THE DICE, AFTER ALL ALL IT IS YOUR LIFE MY FRIEND
GREEN MEADOWS YOUR BODY LIES BELOW, HANGING BY A THREAD ON THE END
IT WAS REALLY OVER BEFORE IT ALL BEGAN.

DO YOU WANT MISERY TO JOIN THE WORLD NO LONGER ALONE?
TO FREE THEIR TROUBLED SOULS?
DID YOU THINK YOU WOULD ESCAPE YOUR DEMISE
YOU MUST PAY THE TOLL
THERE IS A PRICE FOR LIFE, THAT YOU'LL SOON KNOW
YOURS IS THE LIFE I STOLE.

SOME PEOPLE JUST WANT TO SEE IT ALL BURN
TO TEAR IT DOWN AS THE WORLD TURNS
REEKING HAVOC ON THE WHOLE **** PLACE
DESTROYING HISTORY LEAVING NO TRACE

THIS IS NOT ONE OF THOSE THINGS

WOULD YOU RATHER DIE BY THE MOAT AROUND THE CASTLE, OR BY THE ***** OUT IN THE RAIN?
TORN APART BY THE TERROR OF THE WATERS, OR BY THE JAWS OF THE ENSLAVED?
May 2016 · 366
Trust
Leal Knowone May 2016
Trusting someone is a leap of faith, and if you have no faith, than there is no trust
May 2016 · 309
Ache
Leal Knowone May 2016
My body, mind, and soul, ache in disgust thinking of your character,
but your words are so sweet, like sugar to ants.
So many cling to you.If I followed you it would be a failure
such horrors grow from the ideas you plant
May 2016 · 955
GlamorDK
Leal Knowone May 2016
When the conversation fades, and interest is gone. Island drift farther apart.  
Burning down the maze, to get to the point, when new beginnings start.  
Eyes aching to examine you. Before to long, the death of the heart.
The weight so heavy. I look to you & feel the beauty of this worlds art

When minds flower blooms, healing open wounds. Guided by the light of the moon.
Don't fear the faun, it has such beauty to gaze upon.
When darkness is lit,  I will see it fits, and be happy even in my tomb.
I held such artistry in my hands. I can rest happy after this place is gone.
WHEN
the purifying waters we lay in, love, lust and sin. I see we're swimming before long
We witnessed it all under the sun .The new beginning has began.
Apr 2016 · 242
Untitled
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
What hast thou done now?
Did thee release the dark?
What shall be done now?
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
READ BETWEEN THE LINES
THERE'S SO MUCH MORE TO LIFE THAN THIS
OPEN UP YOUR EYES
SEE THE COLORS THAT DON'T EXIST

IF YOU CAN MAKE A FIST THEN YOU CAN FIGHT
DEATH WITH APPLAUSE & YOU KNOW ITS RIGHT
CLOUDS FILL THE AIR & I'M LOSING SITE
OF WHATS REALLY REAL & WHATS WRONG OR RIGHT

BROKEN TELEVISION
WITH MY REFLECTION ON THE SCREEN
CLEANSE YOUR INNER VISION
FILL THE SPACES IN BETWEEN

EXPAND REALITY
THEY BLIND FOLD YOU SO YOU CANT SEE
ITS SUCH HYPOCRISY
THEY PUSH IT ALL ON YOU AND ME

IF YOU CAN MAKE A FIST THEN YOU CAN FIGHT
DEATH WITH APPLAUSE & YOU KNOW ITS RIGHT
CLOUDS FILL THE AIR & I'M LOSING SITE
OF WHATS REALLY REAL & WHATS WRONG OR RIGHT
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
ghost are jamming in the witches house
See dark visions forced to come out
There is a fox in the hen house
What'll we do to bring it down?
You opened the cage and let the monster out
You'r the prey in its mouth
Theres a rat in the dog house
How will we chase it out?
Ghost are jamming in the witches house
What was done to bring them out?
See em run, see them scream and shout
I see it all burning down

Time heals all wounds & it also will leave scars
Old memories fall like dying leaves
Rust metal minds junkyard
Minds masked in a maze, couldnt see that far
Old memories fall like dying trees
Twisted metal minds junkyard

Grotesque faces of pure pain
Empty hearts of unwarrented rain
Souls of the dead called to the purge
Can you feel the weight of this world?
I see deformites of this life
Skulls of the dying, solid is the mind
Feel the air passing by
Holes in happiness lined in social class

Old memories fall like dying leaves
We all fall like dying tree

The dogs of war are on the prowl
Should have escaped, but cant leave now
For there is nothing left of my youth
Nothing left to hold on to

There is a mouse in the walls
The hounds of hell are on the loose
the dogs of war are on the prowl
?Should have escaped but cant leave now
The ghost are jamming in the witches house
See the visions forced to come out
Pick the locks then break it down
Welcome the hardships to this house
Apr 2016 · 605
acme
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
Still cold water
Clear dark skies
I'm your daughter
with sorrow filled eyes

Vanish into the void of they heaven
for thou wert never, nor shalt thou ever be
yes the acme of human perfection
into the eyes of delusion you will see

we know not
we shall know
what was lost
and gain control

the dark lord wipes those tears from her eyes
we have seen pride glorified as days go by
Demons live inside me from wickedness done
...........................................

Till cold water
Clear dark skies
I'm your daughter
with sorrow filled mind
Apr 2016 · 526
More than Man
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
More BEAST than Man.
The things you cry demon too, they are thee

The beast understand me.
Summon forth the beauty you fear.
Thou who would not dare, explore the unknown terrane .
These are the plains were Thine feel free.
Thou cant see who is more awake than thee.
Everybody and nobody

observe calming river as thee wafts down stream of the violent sea you call reality.
I don't truly comprehend this Humanity, but the
operation in my mind I hide from thee, for Thou is part of this
manufacture reality.

Though humanity may not receive me, I walk
with poise around the decaying ancestors under our feet.
The dirt that was once flesh and bone.
They cry insanity when they pass over there understanding.
Insanity? or different directionality.
There is more than this mention.
I must mention it all will pass.
Even the peaceful little thoughts you have moon gazing laying on the grass.
What will become of thine reality?

I do not try to make sense of this jumbled world
This moment I enjoy the awakening.
I am but a tribal being soured by your ways.
Bearing witness the darkness in many things.The darkness in
many things lights the spring.

Life can leave a bitter taste, but as taste buds change I savor these days. Enjoy   the luxury of the days warm embrace.  
Solace found with what you call demons
I find solace with the scavengers.
thou canst not understand these things now
I am more awake than you can see
Floating down this never ending sea.
lying here with the dogs, hugging my earth,oh how the earth know I love thee.

Reality is not always logical  
We were meant to be, yet I must meet you on another plain
Make thine way home through the cold night fog.
Listen to the words from that what you do not speak too.

Know to savor your honey when its warm.
I would watch as the locust swarm all the lights of life into pitch
I know Thee may Never know the reasoning behind my actions now.
For I must be more beast than man
Apr 2016 · 429
THIS TIME?
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
Traveling through time you may find a love you will never know in this reality, but you still have your possible memory.
Seeing things would change immensely if you experience her true love and touch, you soak in your possible past, Enjoying a nostalgic time of purity you feel at home with, yet were never meant for.
You experienced  A love so pure .
Realize you were still bless by life to experience its caress and its abuse like none other. It would be selfish to watch it all fall, to watch her fall, just for those moments of pleasure that feel so right,that feel as if they should be. You know you must return home and lets this time go. Reset the clock and wake up in the place you call home,  
A master of two times, two lives, two separate memories, all from the same entity. resetting time was the right thing. No one will know your pleasure, no one will know your pain
What if you were given immense  pleasure only to realize it would bring pain to to many people,destruction to so many things. Your existence in this realm would bring doom to your true heart of hearts. Would you stay for the pleasure or would you do what you know is right, and deal with the pain of that reality never existing
Apr 2016 · 630
? dreammm ?
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
I walk in this dense realm, with shattered memory's of my past life.
The gods are afraid to come down into the dense wilderness.
Its grown Hard to escape this plain.
what are the memories trying to tell me!
This time I will come back with my horsemen, frequency's aligned.
Shifting into the next degree of time.
Is it impending doom or is it  just rebirth?
a next stage of evolution on this earth.
breaking walls, yet they took over the surface world.
The true nature of the world surfaces.
What is this vision trying to show me.
Should I climb the tree of life for answers?
Recurring thoughts and dreams
Apr 2016 · 840
Laid Claim
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
I do not claim to be innocent, I do not claim to be guilty.
I am only human, Sadly that is all that I am.
How we always long for more.
For a strange story to tell, but we follow the laws of man.
I was not asking for mercy by you hand.
My hand does not always dispense mercy.  ... I am but a man.
Apr 2016 · 249
Untitled
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
Mother nature there are messages in your whispers
Apr 2016 · 822
Non TOXIC
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
Here I lay my head
once clean and white
was living now dead  
no restoring it to life

As is above... is below
Do what thou wilt
if that be your will
then make it so

Now dark was once light
once sterile and white
like the living dead
you trying to bring back life

The eagle soars over head
The prey is dripping red
The mouse in its mouth
is bleeding out!!!!!!!!
A nation that's surly dead
cant get your daily bread
wont help any how
but tear it down!!!!!

For love to grow
we must know some pain
Our destination unknown
and the pigs we've slain

Blood stains the ice
Snow that's crimson red
Its nature, its the prize
that well soon be dead

Blood splatters the ice
and the fire burns low
Hed my advice
you cant..let go
Apr 2016 · 682
Graze
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
Your eyes look into mine
Graze at  me one more time
Your hands begin to twitch
As you feel the nervous itch
Your legs begin to move
Opening to the moon

Now my eyes start to wander
Intensions no surprise
holding back, binding time
from docile to volatile
Walk on the water for a while
I'll show you the way
The way everythings the same
My eyes examine you
you examine me too

lets us stop this dance
let us do what we long to do
connect my energy to you
I'm here inside you
Apr 2016 · 649
Given
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
(intro)
In the world I know much is a choice
I choice to live with it
The path of have walked has brought me to this moment
Every turn dark corner, and every well light line
has disembarked me hear in this time
I would rather be disemboweled then go back !
........
I go with the motion when the world turns
..........
If there be a solitary thing I remember from what I have learned
My heart burns with passion. Passion fueled by your fire

I did try to select the girl with the most beautiful face
just as I didn’t need to pick a girl with lips of a goddess
I figure I can deal without a perfect figure
I don’t need my loves eyes to have all the beauty of the world
All the beauty of a cool  still autumn night
A vivid colorful mind, and radiant personality
personaly I can live without many things
I can live without a woman with lushes flowing hair
I have you
I have you and I don’t need these things
You think there is harshness in the words I say
The things not needed but giving anyway
I have it all when you lay your love next to me
No words poems sonnets nor songs can describe this love for you
No action or expression may ever show you how I love you
It’s a constant fire of my heart and soul burning in the flames
I can only hope that your heart and soul burn the same
Apr 2016 · 970
Cycle
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
The cycle has started
Its set to wash
but everything is so FILTHY
Everything in life cycles
Spinning slowly
Slightly misshapen circles
Nothing and everything's perfect
It's in the eye of the beholder
Not sureWE CAN COMPREHEND 100%
So much lost between the lines


Double spaced
All these layers
Not sure if we can cope with the answer
Maybe questioning is the answer
for all is one
and we are god
We make or own reality
but it seems it's now blocked by this technology
Slightly misshapen circles
Over circles forming bigger circles
They may seem perfect in some eyes
They say circles within circles represent power
The chalice the gift of life
Drinking from the breast of a broken society
Apr 2016 · 263
FLAMES RISE UNDER YOU
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
May the bridges I burn light my way.
They feel I've been lead astray by the plastic society,They portray with their monetary gain on display.
It needs to crumble today.
You have your duvet to bring you comfort.
You say I will not fall today, then point your fingers, and place your blame.
Don't blame me, when you burn in a fiery hell here on earth.
Burn the bridge with US on it.
Bring about this rebirth
Apr 2016 · 796
WHITE GIANT OVER LIVING IT
Leal Knowone Apr 2016
Mirror is merciful  

Lambs sleep in the willow  
Rough leaves carry heaven up  

Delivering the sinner 

Cold black mirror still love his lips
Lamb off the living

Hearts over
Hearts asthma
Hearts lie with no one
Hearts frozen
Hearts mirror
Hearts asthma
Parts Madonna
Hearts eczema
Part scoundrel
I will walk low
Harsh eczema  
I die past a week
Hearts nirvana
I don't need no lessons now
Hearts taking over
I wish I could wake up
Hearts over
Hearts eczema  
Hearts asthma  
**** your theory, and just **** everything
Love must be ashes, that's blood in the blue forest  
Ya it's the age of pure ahead of us  
Hearts over
Hard seller
Mercy I have in the imaginary nation of us
You don't want me here jerking off
Your force, I was sorry
I saw the mirror I thought off when it was all over
Heart scold ya
Oh I am every man
Watch no longer
and in the shadows
corpse scamper
Who moves even slower?
Part suffer
Move **** all day monkeys
Hearts scamper
The holy case of us
Hearts worth of love
In there walks the sheep
Part scabbed up
I was sad and got blue
Hearts taking over
Hearts never
Hearts never

I done some bad
and I've killed obviously
no sweet people, hogs, and dogs, pets  I have no beef with them
Offered me the exit till they locked me in
Harsh scalper
Harsh scalper
Lock in here with nuts that are just like me
Love must be a pacifistic
There's blood  in the small forest  
Out here in the near cosmos  

Delivering the sinner
All woman in the center
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I fear hes lost his nerve
I'm over  living it
I'm over living it

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IIIiii'mmm
delivering the sinner
AAAaaalllll
woman in the center

In swimming willows
Luxury feast on the edge of love
Luxury feast on the edge of love


Mirror in the sonnet
Mirroring us and them  
I heard he'd lost his nerve  
I'm over living it
I'm living it
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