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Nov 2014 · 3.7k
I wish I was a poet
MPalmer Nov 2014
I wish I was a poet like you
twisting words in the butterflies, and
letting them fly off into the night that becomes the morning.
I wish i could make you understand.
I wish the language that I speak wasn't so inept at describing my feelings
To describe how I feel, I think I need to draw, but I'm not good at that either
My lines cross each other in awkward ways
and my curves are quite curvy enough
My colors are sloppy and bleed out of their boarders
So if i can’t say it, and I can’t draw it, then what can I do

I’m just a little boy trying to be a man
I got way to much on my mind and half the time I just don’t understand
old poem circa 2012
Jan 2014 · 1.2k
Day Dreaming
MPalmer Jan 2014
I am not a Savior.
I am not a Killer.
I am not Lover,
Warrior or even myself.
I am not alive or dead.
I am a Dreamer.

I have died trying to save the one I love,
Only to awaken without her.
Parts of me missing,
Replaced parts mechanical in nature,
And electric in soul.  
Spurred by the government to do their bidding.
I only go on to find my love again.

I have flown you over the river.
Shown you the most romantic gestures.
I have died in your arms.
My funeral was touching.
When you died in mine I died to.
Reborn in the spirit of vengeance.
Never resting till I avenge you.

I am hero warrior.
Battling demons, ninjas and everything else.
I am humble in my sword and fist.
Power in my bones.
You can count on me.

I am Death,
A Monster born of my own darkness.
Deep inside It arises.
Razes my soul.
Spreads its carrion wings.
It wants nothing but destruction.
I hides in the fires that blaze.
Turning this world to ash.

I am a Dreamer
I am a Dream
Jul 2013 · 555
I feel like a monster.
MPalmer Jul 2013
Like I could curl my back and let the monster come forth at any time.
Let loose my black feathered wings;
The hell fire blazing from my birthing wounds.
I am not reborn but freed from imprisonment.
I am locked away
Waiting to watch the world burn.
There is a monster inside of me;
It wants to break free.
May 2013 · 313
Truth
MPalmer May 2013
I once Longed for a true Apocalypse.
Until I realized,
That the Destruction I wished upon this world,
Was really the destruction that I wished for,
On the unworthy parts of myself.
Mar 2013 · 280
Some Days
MPalmer Mar 2013
Some Days,
I Pray for a better Tomorrow.
And
Some Days,
I just want to Watch the World,
Burn
Mar 2013 · 763
Time Waits For No One
MPalmer Mar 2013
Strangers running through time,
To and fro, searching.  
Once again it happens,
The distance between us fades,
Fades but for a moment,
A moment that turns into a minute,
A minute turns into hours,
Hours turn into eternity,
Eternity that lasts for only just the moment.  
But the meeting we had,
The time we shared,
Is all but a dream to me now.  
Time has slipped through our fingers
and once again my friend
Time is running away.
Mar 2013 · 783
Running Dragon
MPalmer Mar 2013
You soar, you glide, you fly,
your lizard skin, and your bat wings.
Your evil breath of fire!

Furious fire that ignites the sky with your anger,
you are the Terror that owns the sky.

You terrorize because you want.
Your armor plated skin protects;
your age is beyond number, Immortal?

You wield your “immortal” wisdom as your weapon.
Oh, Dragon of the West can you die?

You seek treasure beyond number;
you hide your hoard in your caves.
But you are never satisfied; you always want more.

We have tried to **** you but always fail;
We can hardly defend against you.

We defend but we still lose.
Our towns are set ablaze, razed to the ground.
Our treasure and lives are taken from us, all for your pleasure.

But today the pleasure shall be ours; we shall take it from your cave!
So awake! You veil beast, spring to life; defend your grave!
Mar 2013 · 566
Future Tense
MPalmer Mar 2013
Talk to me hold me.
Tell me what u feel .
My heart yearns for your touch,
Your laugh it runs through my veins,
like a drug,
my addiction is
unkindled, unharnessed, unbelievable.
I want to know your name,
who you are
But for now i wait in silence for you,
my drug my addiction my nameless face and faceless name
Mar 2013 · 305
Island Life
MPalmer Mar 2013
This island,
hardly alone on this island but
still too far from you.
The lights have gone black and I fear the worst
I try not to blame myself but I fear.
I can see the mainland just across the river
But the currents’ to strong and
I have not the will to make it.
I look to the bridges once between our two lands and wish...
I had not eroded them.
I stand hardly alone but what does that matter if I’m not standing with you

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