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The human soul, as vile as bile,
Savage Cruel disturbed infected and distort,
The human soul, obsessed with foul style,
Sinful confused mishandled and extort

Devoid of ethical human feelings,
Inflicted with raw sadistic hatred,
Grotesque depraved dismembered killings,
Ungodly occultism, unsacred

Sickness requires resolute treatment,
Stitches to repair ripped incisions,
Reducing the risk of dismemberment,
Catastrophe fractured by excision

Ceased decaying crippled in dreadful despair
Emerging from darkness, disturbed and aware.


William James
Arcassin B Sep 2015
By Arcassin B , wolf , & soul

AB : staring at the lady in the corner wearing make-up,
Selling flowers to earn money
For her son's college fund,
Take three patterns then reverse it,
Bring them back to reality,
The way people maintain jobs nowadays
It isn't fun,
But a..
..it takes a rose to help
Cure the pain of whats to gain and
What you've lost,
To find a way to piece together a suffering flaws,

SS : /////Electric rose
In all your neon splendor
I touch you and remember
No more

I ***** my thumb
Upon your thorn
And in death
I am reborn

I gaze rapt into your night
I am drawn into the light

Rose of Sharon, petals soft Blood red dreams sent aloft

To your power I will yield
'Til I look once more
On heaven's fields,/////

WS : in fields of Elysium await with gentle memories
and flowers of every hue
reaching into forever
from that street corner in modern blight
where a mother's love was the noblest fight
and she would give her all for one
that worthy offspring, her beloved son
tarry ye not, on that dreadful shore
pennies for Charon to ferry Styx
close thy eyes and weep no more
there's nothing that true love may not fix,

SS : /////Electric rose
In all your neon splendor
I touch you and remember
No more

I ***** my thumb
Upon your thorn
And in death
I am reborn

I gaze rapt into your night
I am drawn into the light

Rose of Sharon, petals soft Blood red dreams sent aloft

To your power I will yield
'Til I look once more
On heaven's fields,///////
Collaboration
Shawn Sep 2015
Mouth gaping
Words spewing out
Don't give a ****
this is me
without a doubt!
Overflowing with
Excitement!
Face painted with
Cheer!
Even in the times
of **** stained kicks
I persevere.
This is just me.
I'm queer.

September 2014
Kody dibble Aug 2015
Life is like a weather-man's parade,
A spun-out ride of calamity,
And,
Causation,
Such details lost like blue winds,
In ever-green plateau's
Or high desert mountains,

All of the images,
My mind displays,
Are radiating,
Yet transparently,
Confining themselves,
Into whatever isometric language,
They deem fit
Such is the way of....
Lunar Aug 2015
despite all those new hairstyles and haircuts
to make yourself forget about him and move on
girl, you can never change it to the way you want life to be
or cut him out from your life
and up to now, you have always been my reason why i started writing poetry
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
There is this old saying we all know, "to be or not to be"? Today, it seems, our society is obsessed with the idea of, "to see or not to see" with life's focus seemingly on nothing but video, internet, movies, television, 3rd generation, 8th generation, and 67th generation viewing capabilities.

Did I miss something, or has the world gone nuts? We have become masters at looking outside, externally. Yet, our generation has become enslaved to externalties (a false temporary escape) without the true direction of seeing ourselves internally. Try and see the "within." The real true internally and eternally you! Why? Because that's what this life is all about. Getting a handle on what and who we are and, more importantly, where we have to go! We can't always envision the "finish line", but we can at least try and see things for what they really are. Not what others, with their own interests in mind, Want to portray for us.

What we think are eyes are seeing is not what things necessarily are. The eyes of the wise man are in his head. Not on his head. In his head. He sees with the internal wisdom that he has from within. And the things we can't always understand, we'll just have to have the faith and fortitude to accept.

To Be What?

We are born, and we die. As human beings we go through many transitions throughout our lives. Some are more readily understandable than others. However, what makes the greatest impact on us is how we deal with these changes. We would all like to know what tomorrow might bring and to prepare for these eventualities. But as time has shown, this opportunity is not always an option. More often than not, we are forced to "go with the flow." Nevertheless, sound advice is to understand and accept that we can't always understand. This is something that we must know and comprehend.

2bborn

2bpositive

2bone

2bwithit

2bnone

2bornot­2b

2bwhatIC

2bwhatUR

2bfree

2bgifted

2blame

2bwarm

2bnice
­
2binlove

2bwithhate

2baninstigate

2sigh

2cry

2fly

2die

Th­e End

My friend

We can't always

Comprehend.......................................
This is what I would call Bottom Line Poetry. I always did hate having to read between those lines!
my cup overflows Jul 2015
when i was young
i thought i was ugly
i thought i was nothing
everyday was a shady grey
breathing in hopelessness
forever utterly dismayed ...

everyone loathed me
or so it seem
my family couldn't bear look
at me
i.. the lonely she


till i met HIM
and my whole life changed
LOVE ...love is his name
for it was because of love you came
well this ...is not really ready ...but what the hey !!!..... ahahahahaha
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