"fantacy" poems
If YE carve yer initials on YE when YE cut
Yourself
It'll help the coroner when he comes for YE
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(Being civic minded)
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She sleeps in dumpsters cause she DONT like to litter
(Being civic minded)
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She don't bother anyone with true feelings
She has fantacy boyfriends who she imagines abuse her
She prays to god to simply ignore her
She stays stupid cause she's very humble
She hates herself cause she DONT want to be a bother
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(She is very civic minded)
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Ears full closed to any truth said
Simple gonna suffer until she's dead
(Being civic minded)
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She's a very good girl
Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 3:33 PM UTC
The words "once upon a time"
Begin a fantacy story
Who's seemingly shallow rhyme
Creates a deep allegory
The princess traped, endangered
Our deepest fears are revealed
Yet, saved by the kind stranger
Our wishes are to be appealed
The prince fighting, enthralling
Our search for love is now released
Always hopes for belonging
Our strong courage not so repressed
Then "happily ever after"
Soon ends our magnificent tale
But what is happy hereafter,
Far beyond this twisting trail?
May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 5:03 PM UTC
Ancient tales
Of perfect honeymoon!
Woven by lost children
On rainy streets
Can you imagine the pain that is theirs?
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Longing for a total escape
From the Hunger
And despair
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Can you imagine the pain that is theirs?
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Billboards flashing!
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Glossy the lies!
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What is the true feeling?
The love of Life
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The rain shall last thru
An endless night
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Can you imagine the the pain that survives?
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Ancient the tales
The perfect escape
The one truly there?
Hidden by fantacy
And honeymoon dreams
Of little lost children on
Rainy streets
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Who think they see happiness
When it's us passing by
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Pretending we're bound in honeymoon dreams
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Oh my god
The pain that that is there!
Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 11:23 AM UTC
Bailful fairness sudders one
From reality and fantacy...
Wanny visage enlighted:
By eyes of a cockatrice,
Never, to judge nor protest against.
How I have love thee?
Soon, to be forgotten by,
Leaving to be languished and,
Purged of love.
Love?
Never releases thé flying White Dove
Acts of Diana, knowingly brought me
Down like Juliet
For love is not love,
Without sacrifise?
Left, bewitched for amercing time,
Left, with the conceit of bestowing one's prescence once more.
Only,
To find the gall will,forsooth,
Gallop forth the next life...
For I have loved you always.
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
Corpses talking!
NO ! NO !
WE ARE ----- THE PEOPLE!
(We are who
Shall prevail)
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(We are the corpses
But
WE SHALL PREVAIL)
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--------- still trapped in the fantacy of
princes & princesses ---------
(Still lost in images of romance & escape)
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You are real!
You are not a SHOW
You Facebook dumb *****
&
Twittering **** brains!
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(REAL?
What's that?
You mean
LIKE ALIVE!
****
That's wild man)
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Humanity itself is already enslaved
&
Here we are
Writing inane poems about our
"Lovers!"
&
***** pain!
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(Gonna look lame when the bombs start exploding)
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People already starving on the streets
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Paint the picture that is HERE
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Perhaps we should elect human beings into office
Instead of
LAME *** GORILLAS?
Instead of
LUNATIC NARCISSISTIC GREEDY
ASSASSINS?
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What do you think
Boys & girls?
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Love means somethin else than what we think
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC
Chicken Little has been cloned
And here we are!!!
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Disguising ourselves as humans
We rut around like pigs
As we hunt for nookie!
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And
In maudlin words of infinite hypocrisy
We write of our fakery unto the world!!
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LOVE POEMS!
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When I read them it feels like I'm being puked upon!
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Loveless love!
Joyless ***
Absolutely no compassion!
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Drone airplanes up ahead !
But all the Chicken Littles
Do not see
Staring into fantacy worlds
Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 3:39 PM UTC
Boat on still waters
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Calm
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(Must be a fantacy)
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YOUR LIFE IS FILMED IN QUEASY-CAM
BY A MAD DIRECTOR
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You have no substance
You are a cipher within frenetic action
Erased by events
THESE EVENTS ARE MEANINGLESS
(Why do you stay on?)
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Boat on still waters
Come
You are really here
So
BE HERE!
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You must fight the greatest evil ever known
You must fight the greatest evil to be here
Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 2:16 PM UTC
I envision you as a bright light, like the moon
I wave my hands over you every night in hopes of a final feeling
Your wounds are bleeding
Never healing, but always shining
The blood that pours out from your craters is stunning,
Oh so stunning, enticing
Why is it that your sickness pulls me towards you?
Why is it that the pain of being distant is so enthralling?
Your blood brings me to your home
It’s keeping me close
Tell me we belong here
Bright moon, bleed on me
I need this vision to be more than a fantacy
Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 9:43 PM UTC
You let me down.
It was your wish
A great longing from deep within. A fantacy an idea your idea, but in its execution you let me down.
I was silent just enjoying my grand thoughts. Some nice n other little ***** and like a bombshell you said it.
You let me down
Just out of the blues, you dropped it like an eighteen ton scad.
Just like that you said, you no longer require it. And put it that , I couldn't finance it. You truly put me down.
You belittled my effort, made me feel in worthy. You made me gwarky and a little blob.
Almost felt like a wart on the beautiful face of you, you truly let me down.
Let the shaver glory in reduction and let the farmer glory in growth. All are seasons and reasons in life.
Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 3:04 PM UTC
Ignight matches, ember flashes;
skatter ashes, synapse crashes.
shattered egos, falling seagulls;
escaped evils, louring reels.
when the past begins ignition,
animate my superstitions,
demonstrate simple submission.
after my final decision,
with unbelievable percision.
stay the course, on a mission;
the death of all know memory;
stems the voice to reach my ear;
the foolishness of men I see;
neon fantacy without fear.
the audacity of the dead blooming,
the understanding in darkness looming,
the screaming, flying, fading, fuming,
tendency to hate consuming.
spreading spores to distant shores,
apple cores and opened doors.
fleeing, fighting, never lying,
down apon this ancient ground;
**** this town, it's over now;
**** this town, let's end it now.
In the turn of pages and sheets,
the end is something that's bound to repeat.
Aug 15, 2010
Aug 15, 2010 at 11:12 AM UTC
Its in your head
what you said
your made up fantacy
it's not reality
but that's your world
with your imaginary girl
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 11:01 AM UTC
Took you for a walk
Stroll through the park
with thoughts of romantic talk
i thought of all the posibility
how you might start to really see me
i could picture your happy face
looking into my eyes
a loving gaze
the ultimate prize
that's how it was suppose to be
but it happened quite differently
you see it was just a fantacy
cause you didnt smile once
you kept your distance
had a straight face
even walked at seperate pace
there were fire works
what a suprise
but you didnt even look
and as you walked away
i caught another case
of that heartbreaking cold
it was probalby my fault
my hopes were too bold
you had a good hand
so i look at mine and fold
your hand i will never hold
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 2:43 PM UTC
I wanted my pink folds ravished,
Unprepared was he for what i had dished:
A lifetime of fantacy all in one day,
At devotions for is what i would pray;
Hard were my nips at every bite,
My soul leaped at his giant sight,
It is now or never again,
I'm ready to be driven insane.
Another was called daddy tonight,
At the feel of his lenhth and might,
Though his lips tasted as honey,
I still didn't make him my hubby;
Things change when emotions are attached,
Therefore after tonight i will stay detached,
incase i do not meet another to match this strength,
I would return to feel what i have felt.
Oh, how my **** is rock hard,
Lord, am i a sinner, am i really bad?
i'm just a damsel with besetting desires,
just doing all that my flesh requires.
"Come to me baby, fill me up,
My legs wide in the air, do not let them drop,
i will take you on a horse ride, long and hard,
Sure you would faint but will be glad.
I return home to my unsuspecting father,
Although tired but feel so much better,
Home to be daddy's good little girl again,
Until this insanity returns to my brain.
Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 5:19 PM UTC
Lift. Lofty wish to see,
good smoke.
Man, this is really going out on a limb, fruit flies
wise, look at us how nothing we are,
if you happened,
if you occurred on earth,
where mountains stand wind watch,
and catch fat clouds in old frozen winter passed.
Passing fantacy, as children, fit story's told
to rain and wind and fire, older now than we imagine,
but… yes, that is so, we make nothing we imagine,
we create by recreational efforting, you may imagine
a pleasant interchange, exchanging
as we exude true wonder, worth the effort, looking
farther than our minds can hold as mine, we own this.
As soon as owning taps the child's will to claim more,
than the knowing - awe state,
and the knowing of the cost, to first willingness,
and the doing,
the climb, each upward efforting will, paid, in full.
Sep 17, 2023
Sep 17, 2023 at 2:26 PM UTC
The Free Bird streaks the sky!
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We are so very vulnerable
Give in to fear too easily!
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Afraid to show what we mean?
(We die)
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And we are afraid
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The free bird has succumbed
To narcissistic fantacy
Alive only in her own mind
A lot like you and me
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we move from Center Stage
In with the servants
Here we are
Aug 1, 2013
Aug 1, 2013 at 4:59 PM UTC
the ashes in the fireplace
warmed us as to need
the ashes in the heart
make us blind
the night is over
over
why dont ya go outside?
we never ask the question we should
we never want to know
why we are doin
what we are doin
we never ask ourselves
about the "inevitable"
life aint no fantacy
to read 'bout in your diary
oh no
nothin
nothin nothin
knowin nothin
about nothin
Sep 23, 2010
Sep 23, 2010 at 2:08 PM UTC
long and longer still
the long hard stare of longing
at the day
will you appear from out of your
self-inflicted self adoration?
i hear you say that you love me
but who reall wants to
be imprisoned
in a mind that is ruled
by fantacy?
a world of mythological proportion?
who knows just what it is
you see?
or the story that you pretend
to read?
let us walk out
into the rain
let us truly
love the world
everyone
and then we'll see
just what we can be
just what we can be
Sep 4, 2010
Sep 4, 2010 at 3:34 PM UTC
I have my hand on a chain
I am pulled along and the drain is insane
I can't obstain or restrain the pain I feel as I am dragged alond the feild
But I won't let it go, I won't let you steal the way I feel
make a meal of me, and then say it wasn't a big deal
My body is battered and broken, and I am always beholden
I have more to do as my time is always bespoken
The chain is harder and harder to hold on
and way is harder and harder to forge on.
I am tiered and honestly, sometimes I don't feel as if I can go on
But I won't let go
Because i refuse to let the world know
That it has beaten me
I won't let that dept grow nor will I ever slow.
I will meet you blow for blow
from the tides of spring to winters snow
As the acorn falls and the rains do flow
And you will watch that oak tree grow
from a sapling as you and I are grappling
You won't understand what is happening.
You will think that I am a creature of some crazy fantacy.
Why do I go on, I couldn't tell you.
Death just seems more fun if only I knew how to
But this heart of mine just keeps beating
And I just continue living and my hand keeps on gripping
and I will be ****** if I just up and leave it.
I am a molded wreking ball
unhappy unless I am wrecking
For when I am not, I am only a ball
even the wrecking part of my name just falls
And whats the point of being just a ball
For when I was created I was called the wrecking ball
My pourpose is in my duty
My duty is in my pourpose
and whats worse, the course I am on
would be gone without this chain
So how can I complain even when I am in pain
Without this chain I would be plain
I would be a ball detached from the crain.
So go on, and I will hold on
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 12:08 AM UTC
she walks the silent beach
she is golden
she sings the world into place
she is mine
she gives you all you want
please
it is a simple as
it must be
as simple as we are
on the sands
the golden song
which creates
Oct 2, 2010
Oct 2, 2010 at 11:10 AM UTC
i
See you there
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( I see you there )
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Well the story lies open
Broken in the
Sand
We surely can see
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How is it we claim
We do not understand
What's going on ??
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Playin love games born of the fantacy
That we WON'T Die
Livin this way
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( This way ! )
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Come let's WALK ON THE WATER
This very afternoon
Bring your sister and your brother
Your father and mother too
Bring all your lovers
Bring all your friends
Bring us all together
And put the Lie of the World
To its Final End
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Love is ONLY KNOWING
full and totally
All of everybody
ALL HOPE AND DREAMS
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i
i
see you
i
i see you
Yes
Yes I really do
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 8:34 PM UTC
The
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(The------what?)
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See the piss-stained girl in the shadows!
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YES!
WHAT IS SHE DOING?
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(falling in love)
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WITH WHAT?
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with the fantacy of falling in love
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BUT WHAT TO HER----IS----LOVE?
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A fantacy
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But if you DO love her---
SHE'S GONE!
Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 6:58 PM UTC
******
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Little I love you's
Lie on the road
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We are so
So very
Ver indifferent
Indifferent to our fate
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I love you's
Scattered like lies
Like leaves in the breeze
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And who is here?
Who sees?
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The old renegade
(The lover moves softly thru the hills)
A sense of freedom pervades
Yet up above him Drone airplanes
Ready to **** him no escape
(That's what they think!)
HE KNOWS ALL SECRETS OF THE WORLD)
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Naked girls your ******* are free
No
Need
To sell them for a momentary
Ride thru some horror filled fantacy
Just cause all your friends are doin it
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See the faces bright with life
Touch and enter
(You're welcome here)
If you'd live
Gotta get it right
If you'd live I'd like to know
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******
False love stories
Be washed clean
Stand in the light
Stay that way
Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 12:50 PM UTC
Love the world that is
love fantacy real there is
love that is friendship
love knows no sink
Love you stab me
on my soul yet deep
love you can ****
my heart of will
Love you chase me
but to a still
love i run
the race to win
Love my best friend
love my never end
love my trust, no not fall
love my world, my life my all
(c) Obukov
Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 4:12 AM UTC