"croud" poems
A Lone Walker nowe Ah!
Intae Theis Murky Naycht
‘Yont Whin-Rock menacin’,
Ewry Wound bygane an’ the Scar
Freish Bluid o’ mine fuelin’,
Lang, lang, IT! the Blacklyn Howr,
Unfathomable, Unearthly,
Verra Guid Fyre wearin’,
Burnan Hye! Gore o’ mine
Awa, awa, IT owre spilled!
Soil o’ Alabaster gravin’,
An’ abön, Great Orrah! a Presence yirr,
Near-hand ay flashin’,
Rumblin’, guid tremblin’,
Lyke a Rhodium-Demon Hyear
Unco! stick-an-stowe towerin’,
An’ a Mirror-Vision ay broo!
O’ Red Gore fuil an’ pruid!
Great Rowth ragin’!
Human nae, nae IT laanger!
Heyne intae Theis Skye-Mirror,
Image o’ mine! nae, nae IT laanger!
Ma Rubye Brooch Micht, och!
Stylle haiwin',
An' wae Veins o’ Deep Lowe imbued,
Ma ain stylle! Glamis’ Orrah! Dearest!
Athwart ma Solitarye Gait
Ays a Storm-Blast fallin’,
An’ wnto me! wnto me noo, IT!
O’er an’ o’er! Carham’s Scyld-Hel Orrah!
Stylle Theis Dangerus! Verra Dangerus, IT!
Highlan’ Thwndir-Rode o’ mine
Intae Theis Guid Kintra whooshin’,
An’ the nae ****** Cauld Landis Micht,
Swaird-Wounded, stylle Ironclad Ah!
Fore’er unco! wi’in Oun Hye Fyre
Thro’ nae croud strollin’,
Ays yf frae Hye Þunor His-sel
The Lone War-Whisper Weel-Gaun!
Wae Thae Verra Woirds o’ Battle-Angyr
Lewdlie! Theis Specular Bluish Fyre o’ mine!
Thus Thwndir-Taukin’:
NUNC IN HOC SIGNO VINCES
QUIA FOCUS TEMPESTATIS MODO EST TIBI
ET VEXILLA FULMINIS PRODEUNT UNIVERSI
IN FERRO CAERULEO SANGUINEQUE
AD TE PICTORUM NOCTE TETRA
ET IN SPECULO RESULTANTE FORMA
THOR GOTHORUM UBI DESCENDET LAETO
AB ULTIMA GLITNIR MAGNO MALLEO
DEUS FLAVUS QUI ALTO FERRO SECURIQUE
TONITRUO INDIGNAM VIAM MALEDIXIT
FULMINIS IGITUR TETRA UMBRA TUA
ALTA FLAMMA CALIGINEA VEXILLAQUE
SUPREMO IGNE OVERMAN ULTOR.
Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 6:54 AM UTC
Dam I need a blunt,
can't put up with this ****
I'm fealin a new person
My heart just feals like cursin...
I've bin hear,
in this new home,
sober a new rome,
If i had my shear ****
you'd sure would hear a cheer song.
I'd feal you out so happy,
have my words churned out to sappy?.
I'm way out,
I'm not burned,
I get it I sure learned
far out mars rover,
spot me out like your'e lucky clover,
out in a big croud
I'm rare like a drout cloud,
like I said,
I miss my bed,
eatin all day,
freakin all may,
Give it a doobie a precious ****** ruby
Not lit Not fit
can-I-Just-quit?.
How bout a bubble and a bowl,?
no trouble nore parol,
you know i'm slick won't get in no ****
just help a ***** out and blow me a hit.
I love my jane we plan to mary
when she's gone my world gets scary..
So be it if i'm sketchy,
I'm posted monalisa ,
see me on the wall,
touch me and I'll fall,
trust I see it all,
you walk right out the door and leave me on this floor,
I've seen it as it's low thats why I tend to flow,
Best of what I know is what minds like to show..
don't come back that lock is latched,
holdin steady bit attatched,
I need a hook to hold me steady.
some one strong that will be ready,
May 24, 2013
May 24, 2013 at 3:40 PM UTC
How could I not sit there besides you and stare into your infinite eyes
Realize
Epiphany after epiphany
How could I not want to spend my entire life getting lost in your entity and never wanting to come back
I heard it's only cliche to those who haven't felt it yet
How could I not love every fiber of your being
Every inch of your skin that I have kissed
Every lash on your eye
Every measure of step you take
The pitch of your voice
The twitches when you sleep
Our sweat that drips while we make love
I want to sleep in your ribcage and act as every vital *****
Keeping you sane
Keeping you safe
I never want to come back
I want to be under your possession
Under your skin shelter
Til my very last drunken night
Thinking of ways to make you smile
Thinking of ways to croud the space above your carium with memories
Memories of us under the influence of every bitter taste of alcohol
Under the influence of eachother
Becoming more and more intoxicated with every kiss
Gripping your hand tighter
Feeling the skin on your lower back
Never been more blissful
Kissing your neck with a handful of your hair
Grasping your thighs and Kissing the ground you walk on
I've never been so idealistic in my life
You change every thought I've ever had
And I love it
Tonight I write how much I miss our cells growing within eachother
Our shadow in the inner side of the side walk
Pokeballs and wings
How much I miss everything in between
Everything that represents you
How could I not want to spend the rest of my life intoxicated by your essance
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 3:07 AM UTC
It's simple it's short
the main drug you snort
pumped hyped your proud,
next dumped in the croud.
Lifted Drifted out like a cloud .
Puff this it's cherry my main ***** that mary
out with a ducey took off with ya lucey
one shot six shot guzzlin like it's juice
"G"
Got that molly, So call me
$et it we'll ball see.
Drugs over hugs,
we don't need them thugs,
thass what I got thaught never baught
Jun 17, 2013
Jun 17, 2013 at 1:48 PM UTC
I am a result
Of not two people
I am a result of advertisements
Of politicians
Of company's
Of ideas drilled into my head, by constant repotion and threats from authority figures
I am a result of headlines that scream the words **** death, racesim and terror.
I am a result of built up hopes.
The countless movies that show us heros that conqure the impossible, while slowly walking away form an explosion.
The comic books that boldly display abilitys we then dream of.
Expectations we are forced to have that someday we will save the world.
I am the result of reality hitting you full on like a world saving superman punch,
I am the result of relizing, that there is a 99.9999999999% chance I am not the "chosen one"
I am the result of an enviroment where I have to hold my breath to not let the toxins in
The overdose headlines
The children I see inhaling away there future and when I walk by blowing it in my face
I am the result of an overdose that ripped away my uncle
A world filled with misery and we find this the best way to "cure" it.
I am a result filled with images of diffrent family's breaking apart, leaving broken children behind.
A result witnessing the hurt, homeless and heartless walk on the same ground but don't awknoladge it
The veterans thrown to the streets
The gay pride rainbows coverd in the dark clouds of pregiduce this world is shadowed by
The sour taste of racesim lingering on individual tongues trying to break through a wall of common sense
The weaponising of wonderful wise wishful young children around the world to creat a fearful, fierce, fiery killing machine
I am a result of this world, the mistakes we all make, the suffering we all take, the lives these mistakes put at stake, these wounds that ache, the cusses that spin in children's head thanks to drake, these politicians people see as lying snakes, this earth that quakes, that brings us awake
I am a result, in a world of results
Of hope that one day we can push these fears away
I am a result of an army of dreamers
A horde of lovers
And a croud of carers
I am a result of two people who tried hard enough to make a difference
They are my sheild and my sword equipping me to fight this poisend world
We are what's left we are the dreamers the workers and the lovers and once were done fighting away the hurt, evil,terror and pain,
We can look out on this world and call it
Our result
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
Solo, Tolo, Seeit.
{ Be it! }
you took despite with in these words
this is all is true
with
BlACk ' and Blue"
we live once.
And tell it loud.
and do whatever.
In the ******* croud!
we'll hit green but pass on the mean
if you think you have a clue....
stick around and learn the truth
we have clean sheets!, We got good beats,.
Fealing weak?
just be a freak.!
we make the noise we make the now.
we take the left because we know the right.
we make steady,.
Even if you're not ready..
Need a friend I'll be you're your'e lend
Nd put up a fight
untill the end
yeah?. plus we know black betty (;
Mar 15, 2013
Mar 15, 2013 at 3:51 PM UTC
I love the voices
the cheer
the madness
the love
the rage
the rush
There is nothing quite like being cheered for.
Like when me and my band play their favorite song.
THE CROUD GOES CRAZY
And I soak it up.
The ultimate cure to depression?
Join a band
perform
and Scream
#Metalcore
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 12:58 PM UTC
See the faces, all the people,
Smiling, dancing in the croud.
All the music, and the love,
In my mind It's too loud.
Little children, and the elders
They all look just the same.
Please stop smiling, please stop laughing.
You are all driving me insane.
So many colors, in this venue,
It's making me see red.
Such a pain when they smile,
Cure the pain when they're all dead.
Take the knives and slit their throats,
Skin the children like sheep and goats.
Heads rolling on the ground,
Turning smiles into cold dead frowns.
As each one falls they start to change,
The different colors become the same,
The floor stained by blood and tears,
My lust finally consumes my fears.
I still hear moans as they crawl around,
No! I must end that dreadful sound!
I look to see who is still alive,
The blood drips from my knife.
And I see her crawling pleading to let her go,
Shhh... Be silent, this is now my show.
Her hair so soft as I rip it out,
The knife enters her chest, as I kiss her mouth.
Finally, silence, so blissful to me,
But don't worry, I'm not insane, I'm just....crazy
Oct 16, 2015
Oct 16, 2015 at 7:33 PM UTC
Have you heard it?
Pain, it hurts so much, it tears you apart!
I want to scream and shout and let it all out but i havn't.
I fake a smile because thats easy, I fake to be happy in a croud but i cry when i'm alone.
Pain is a monster that doesn't want you to move on!
Mar 10, 2021
Mar 10, 2021 at 4:15 AM UTC
I had had my worst best friend,
though my story didn't end,
but I had had my worst best friend....
The story began when facebook was growing its trend,
I striked an account and reqested her to be my frnd ,
That time something giggled my hand,
But i never knew i gonna have my worst best friend.....
Singing in loud,so that every person can hear me in croud,
I woke up from sleep and felt some proud,
that was just a dream that never gonna end,
But i never knew i gonna have my wrst bst frnd....
Thinking that life will be so easy as it never ends
but who ever knew i gonna have my worst best friend...
Suffering from bitter wounds,
I had many of my friends,
But the one made me special,
And that was just my worst best friend.....
Well...,,
Times gonna be the worst till the end,
As i am going to get so many of "soo called frnds"...
Though these issues are going to ruin me till the end,
But i had had my worst best friend
I know things will never change and memories never end
but at last this topic grew trend
that i had had my worst best friend,
had had my worst best friend.........
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 2:19 PM UTC
A beautiful sun set, rainy days, stormy nights, fast food, sunlight.
The moon in the sky, an ant hill, a boring walk a Hulu hoop.
A sad smile, a tummy ache, a tall tree, a dog in pain.
A tough croud, a poor man, a lonely child, the president.
A loaf of bread, sour milk, the trash can, a funny show.
A wet floor, a window sill, a happy thought, a hurricane.
Shaggy carpet, green paint, an old car, a loving cat or someone fat.
I cherish our life together.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 9:28 PM UTC
The blindness that I live inside
Cuts my dreams like an acute knife.
There's no escape from being lost
Between the values of life-cost.
Once I have tried to find the place
Where I belong, define my race,
The disappointment sinked in my
Yet not matture, but still held high
My childish head, my simple thoughts,
My being, daydreams. Barking shots
Have killed my hopes of joyful youth.
I have been prisoned in the truth,
Cruel reality of wars,
Unbreakable and racist walls.
Why does the World still keep its silence
While orphaned children sink in violence
Of the unknown enemy who came
To their land, but they're the ones to blame?
This enemy has broken heart;
He says that he was teared apart,
And now the shadows of the pain
Turn to a fire-pouring rain
That falls on the heads of those
Who have never stepped that close
To death, that they have never caused,
But to resistance are now forced.
My dear enemy, I have found myself
With serial number on your "victims shelf";
I have found myself between the lines
Of ones whose lives have been turned to lies
By social media of yours,
That eats your food and wears your clothes.
The World is now controlled by the charming sound
Of tingling money in pockets of the croud,
This greedy power leads to blinding ray
Of darkness that cuts my dreams every single day.
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 2:25 PM UTC
Fare well my pain and suffering.
Fare well terrible days and sorrowful nights.
Fare well My tragic and loveless life.
Fare well endless problems and questions.
Fare well my family and freinds.
Fare well teachers and the dumb government.
Fare well stupid world and people who croud it.
Fare well everyone and everything.
But most of all, Fare well my Love.
Mar 12, 2014
Mar 12, 2014 at 10:05 AM UTC
Let me taste the sweetness of your breath,
please don't hesitate,
there are no reasons left,
For you to hide from me,
so open up your chest
I mean no judgment of your dear,
to me you are at best.....
When your waking early mornings
when your laughing over loud
when your taking more than your portion
when your shoving in the croud
when your angers got the best of you,
how you raise your voice
how quickly grace can fall from you
as you lose all your poise.
Let me taste your breath
feel no insecurity
please feel no unrest
Always in each passing moment
i see you at your best
Jun 24, 2019
Jun 24, 2019 at 5:43 PM UTC
My fathers room explodes with encores and cheers for him to keep on playing: a lady in the croud raises her rite hand as he sings
"Baby i still want to know if you need me".
My mothers ready to drag him out and spill his teeth over the back alley: you son of a ***** i knew you were an *** your an *** an ***
He sings again to the croud: "Its my day for the whiskey". "its day for the whiskey".
"Baby please understand me".
Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 3:14 AM UTC
Whispers in a loud croud
Stolen kisses in the dark
Holding hands in secret
a vague, whimsical spark
That was us
We kept it on a hush
You were my light in darkness
To me, we were lovers
But the feelings weren't mutual
I was a stepping stone
Not your leap of faith
It crushed me to the bones
I remained your secret
And your bittersweet regret
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 12:07 PM UTC
I trusted her and she betrayed me.
It's about my destiny this is ment to be.
I know I can't gain without pain.
Whatever it takes I have to move again.
I'm searching myself in this croud.
When I'll be success my dad will be so proud.
I can feel inside I'm healing.
Being human is amazing feeling.
Nov 29, 2017
Nov 29, 2017 at 6:35 PM UTC
I see you my brother, my sister in pain
your eyes diverted from the croud
hiding your face from the bane
I see the fear in your eyes, from pain of long ago
see your avoidance of all that is real
trying to wash it way, or soften its blow
I see your cries for help, the struggle of your soul
I see it in the way you walk
staying far from the fold
I see the haunting of your mind, the darkness that you fight
the circle under your eyes
from not sleeping at night
The needle marks on your arms, trying to **** the demons inside
the way you hang your head in shame
not looking the world in the eye
I see you my brother, my sister it's true
for there once was a time
I was just like you.
December 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019 at 7:58 AM UTC
In every public place
There will always be a croud.
Wether its a school
Wether its a town.
At the school,
Your bully comes up to you
You don't know what to do.
She asks.
"Can we be friends?"
In your mind your thinking
'We could go baking.'
Then you thought again.
Speak your mind you tell yourself
"You bullied me you see, Its hard to be, Your friend."
And the croud in town
You have a public speaking,
You stutter.
You hear someone mimicking.
In your mind you think
'Who does he think he is, Causing so much wiz?'
Speak your mind
"You over there! You be quiet you hear?!"
If you speak your mind, It cant always be good.
But sometimes, You gotta say what you think.
Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 3:27 PM UTC
Playful like your lips spitting words
that would be painful if you intended them to hurt
but you love me, because i show you your worth
And I need you cause your the only place on earth
I can go to when the noises get to loud
or I'm shaking, in the center of the croud
How you calm me, with just your sound
How you are me, and everything around.
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 3:21 PM UTC
Be strange
Be loud
Go out in the croud
Don't hide
go play
And at the end of the day
Be happy
Be you
Just always stay true
Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC