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Leal Knowone Feb 2015
the mirror of the soul is broken,
spilling out a river forever flowing,
as eternal agony soaks in ,
I can't control were the gears are going.
Is my valued machine broken?
Can it be repaired by you ?
Can it be rust free again, in a world were all is painted blue?                                                       Who would have thought the igniter,
would become the cause of the stole?
Causing us to be fighters
but when does it all get old?

LOOKING GLASS

Broken mirrors, this floors so cold and wet.
All is shattered and ripped apart.
Look into the mirror don't forget.
Look to find a slow beating heart.

Cold yet beating it isn't dead!

LOOKING GLASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

7 years bad luck roll over.
A black cat that was once loved,
now has gone over the shoulder.
Question this the loved.

LOOKING GLASS

It all changes and circles,
like the gears to the machine,
watched over by it workers,
but there's piercing laser beams.

Forever grow, river flow, broken souls, sanity goes, the lost soul different highs, different lows,different eyes, visions unknown.

LOOKING GLASS, LOOKING IN
LOOKING GLASS, LOOKING IN

Never know, true control, societies soul, vanity goes, the lost notes
different thoughts, indifference lost, so its fine, vision unknown.

LOOKING GLASS, LOOKING IN
LOOKING GLASS, LOOKING IN

Did you break the mirror too?
Will it bring about misfortune,
our colorful different hues ?
When did this destruction begin?
Rivers flow into the ocean.
The water construct and destroy.
Beginning of the end, beginning again.
The mirror of the soul is broken.
SPILLING, KILLING
looking glass, LOOKING IN

The mirror of the soul is broken.
Spilling out a river ever flowing.
I'm letting it all soak in.
Is this vile machine broken?

looking glass, LOOKING GLASS, looking glass, LOOKING GLASS!!!!!!!!!!!
The blackened mirror can still see into you
Castle Of Sin
JMo Aug 2013
Walking down the road so full of dreams as I approach dance practice,
Each step further reached into as I approach to begin,
Oh it awaits - the same music yet there is always a new experience in dance,
One of hope, One of dreams, One to achieve, One that I still await...

To hold you, guide you, teach you, to desperately learn about life with only you!
One day I will dance with you letting you know that I Love only You!!!
Together we will Ignite Quality in Life!
S Layaan Jan 2017
Running away from her feelings
Don't want no hurt
Don't want inspiration
They only subvert
Her poor fragile heart
She gives her all
Gets smithereens in return
Don't want no broken dreams
Don't want empty hopes
Don't want those sleepless nights
It's a periscope
Couldn't see it before
Now she knows
She's a shell of the old her
No signs of reverting
Built walls around her heart so high,
The heavens are confronting
It's comforting
This deserting
Feeling of the heart
No one's gonna break me
She says asserting
No one's gonna hurt me
Her lips reverberating
Eyes full of misery
Her loneliness shines through
Captivating silver eyes
Moist with morning dew
Or are those tears?
Taking a hue
Of molten silver
Or the dark stormy nights
They've witnessed all along
When they all eschewed
When they all ran away
Well, adieu
They don't deserve her anyway
Don't deserve her beautiful soul
Don't deserve her unconditional love
Or the compassion she holds
Her blinding bright smile
Or the twinkle of her eyes
The softness of her lips
She exists to mesmerize
So, adieu
Because she's a fighter
An igniter
Of the passion he holds
Adieu
He says thankyou
Because she's a queen
And all his to love
Oh if you only knew.

~S.L.
Sometimes Starr Sep 2018
No one ever told me my heart would be cold by the time it set its fire,
A perplexing trade she makes
In infinite value to discrete sensation

Science only serves to complicate the scaffolding around my heart,
And my blood shrieks for purpose.

I stoke my territory wherever I go,
Walking around in an idle circle
I'm at the transportation center in Norristown

I wear the nice clothes of the age, waiting for a bus
Heading home from a drug test
We are exchanging quiet words in my corner of the world
She strokes what I am with what I am not
She tells me I'm handsome, tells me she likes my shoes

The air tells me I'm overdramatic, I swear she permeates me
Swear she knows my innermost thoughts

And all around bums are begging
Rock stars are boiling
Killers are killing
And everything is happening,
Going straight through my heart...

And yet I'll tell you my heart feels cold.

At times
Chayne Rouss May 2014
Hope is the fire that burns inside of you that no water can put out
Hope is the desire to get thru the lonely nights
Hope is the way to make yourself  keep your head above water
Hope is love that never takes a backseat to any igniter
Hope is the feeling that maybe one day all we have is laughter again
Michael W Noland Jul 2012
I am merely a poet

a writer

an igniter of fire

the designer of a prior desire to admire the harmonious choir

but quick to tire of contriving liars

as the potential buyers hold strangulation wires

about to lay me in a pile of blood soaked fliers until my life expires

and all this illusionary harmony is alarming me

stalling me in its comedy

they think they're disarming me with talks of peace and prosperity

as i hilariously smash their conspiracy theories

as i am seriously furious when i deliriously remove the sanctity from your sanctuaries

sketching lucid rhymes in obituaries as corrupted school kids watch me curiously

i see your timid hands when you approach me nervously

as i hiss cyphers murderously

while you atrociously fumble satisfactory rhymes

i miraculously summon these mumbling mimes

ducking before the holy and unholy shrines

no god but father time

laying low tumbling dimes

still ducking swine from misdemeanor crimes

making local news and the seattle times

as they run and hide with their nines

im packing verbal calibers of all kinds and splitting minds with my lines

enshrined
Krusty Aranda Sep 2017
Enraged I throw my fists
In flames my soul, it wilts
In red my vision stops
With blood I stain my clothes
You'll shriek and I will scream
With laughter **** your dream
Struggling to land a blow
Your hands are getting cold
A mocking grin to view
Insanity ensues
Anger in my motions
Fear your only emotion
The beggar and denier
Can't stop the raging fire
Igniter of all instinct
Life or death, it is not distinct
I satisfy desire
Burn out inside the pyre
Breathe not a second breath
You're now free from dread
James Hedrick Nov 2014
I'd rather sever the thought,
  Pull the lever and measure the plot as it drop's,
   Find pleasure in better thing's that are all but forgot...
  Im not this distraught...
   All the battle's I've faught..
  Chalk em up to a win,
Now I realize all that I've lost as we draw near to the end..
  
                    Just to...
               Make amends,
                       To.....
               Find friend's,
                     Who's....
         Loyalty just depends,
                      On..
How much their friendship would cost before it came to an end...

Tell em,
  The great depression is in,
My intellection will win even though it is yet to begin,
    Rapid succession with lesson's confessin within,
   Leave an impression through expression everytime the session begin's...
  ...
........
Oh God,
   How I wish they could hear me,
Fear me or cheer me,
   Clearly no one is near me..
Not your closest of peer's, see?
  I'm willing to PROVE it..
I just hope I don't LOSE it..
  Not to confuse St,
I don't mean LOSE what I set out to PROVE, b*
h..

****,
  Worthless lines of rythms march through my mind,
  Debates that I find while chasing down time and Im.....

At a loss of words...
Im so ****** tired of people admired by liar's chasing religion because of a fear of the fire..

I am,
  The igniter of fire,
Standing high on my empire of desire's like a king,
  Just call me sire.
Living breathing,
I am everything...
Euphrosyne Mar 2020
everybody was cheering for you and me we were voted
after all of those waiting i have done do you see that I am Devoted?
because of you I made myself a writer
you given me light on my darkness
you are my precious igniter
until now I'm still Inspired
because you are admired
you are not required
to give back what i just gave
just watch me until our love transpired
love is truly a leap of faith
i know it might end up becoming a wraith
and goes to a bad abruptness
but i will avoid those shortness,
because of you i Accomplished
one of my goals in my life
to fulfill what I promised
that i can wait for you and I think it's polished
so listen to my golden words,
let my silver ballads sink in
and let my lovely sonnets abide you,
because you are my Necessity
of my prosperity,
you are my love that is Easygoing
that is always outgoing
i am thankful i met a woman like you
that motivated me for my growing.
And thats it that is what I wanted to give you but you are being distant so please hear me out okay? Listen okay and let it sink in that I'm thankful for you.
Michael Smit Dec 2018
There is no such thing as the perfect writer
Nor a perfect fighter
I take my lighter
and pull a all-nighter

I pulled it in tighter
and became the igniter
I have to shine brighter
I push paste on my copywriter

Add one to wiser
then decipher
look in the nerve fibre
find the survivor  
While remaining the conscious driver
You're name is Ivor

The army warrior
The last destroyer
I couldn't be sorrier
For my constructive barrier
‪In the distance ahead ‬
‪Opportunities await ‬
‪Ones that are created  ‬
‪Not resigned to cryptic fate‬
‪The unknown, the igniter ‬
‪My will sparks the flame‬
‪The challenge, my survival‬
‪From the wars waged in my brain‬
‪The fight, it is endless‬
‪The battles ensue ‬
‪As I continue on searching ‬
‪For the next right thing to do‬
It’s my foresight, my vision
That I’ve become well aware
My purpose for living
To create art and share
Steven L Herring Nov 2017
He lived inside of his head
hiding behind music
politics and ****
It was a long lonely life
It was short really

She saw him sitting on a porch drunk
babbling about rock shows
trucks
and trailers and she forgot about
everyone else inside
and they talked for hours
...and they talked for hours....

They fell in lust and in love
and she bought a dump
and married him
They loved each other
but they didn't know why
they just didn't know why...

They sold the money pit
moved
and he changed jobs a couple times
but she was a career woman
and he was jumping jack on fire
and he couldn't sit still
He couldn't even sit still...

There were strangers in their house
It was scary and dark
He covered up for a long cold winter
and drowned himself in ales and stouts
and they stopped talking
they just stopped talking...

But the internet found him
and he found him too
then he found another drink for courage
and spilled his guts all over the floor
She pretended to clean them up
but she swept them under the rug
For six months she swept them under a rug...

Elephants and fermenting guts don't keep well
She pulled the rug up and danced all over him
riding the elephant
China closet catastrophe
So he moved out and she changed the locks
They signed a bunch of useless, expensive paper
Useless, expensive ******* paper...

He crumpled up ten years of marriage
She ignores his texts
They speak electronically
but the electricity is long gone
Not a spark left in the igniter
Just a long cold winter
Just another
long
cold
winter
Sean Martin Nov 2020
The heart burns like the fiercest fire
Lights with passion as its igniter

Grows the more it is feeded
Weakens when not given what's needed

Takes astronimical portions to keep the hunger at bay
Just a bucket of water washes the heat away

Fully aflame it can be seen for miles
Even a spark can light up an aisle

It'll streak, power, shine and search for love
It'll break, whither and darken when it finds none

When the flames of wanting are said and done
I'll tell you the story of the heart has only begun.

The embers left over can always be rekindled,
New seeds of Eden in black Ash can always be sprinkled.
What's a man without shelter
flower without petal
Veiny wing without feathers
A bee without its nectar

How do I live without my igniter
Power, strength, lost forever...
Like a piano without its pedals
Iron-man without body-metals

Without you; I'm emp-tied
Like a sealed envelope without a letter.
A congruent angle without bisector
An aircraft that's lost its vector

Now how do I tell her
That I can't survive a second....
Without your embrace; my zephyr
No shield: no protector
Just living helter skelter
Harman Feb 2021
The Policy of Elemental 80 Hg
How to turn the heads of the gods…


Hyperbole defaults
To feeble absurdities
But as projected, it's ineffective
against hypocrisy

What timber could ignite
Without the base
of anguished disgrace
the simplistic guarantees
Of Hell For All Eternity.

You mislabeled me
as the failed experimentation
Of your botched indoctrination
Now I’m
--- Uninstalling your crazy beliefs
     ---- wiping unnecessary protocols of
             -----atrocious & barbaric deceits.


I control the heat
remaining subtle in a realm
contaminated by extremes,
people slurping and swarming
drawing down my serenity
I don't require civility.
Hold out my arm.
Expose my neck!
I rebirth myself. I raised myself.
I mirror, I don't reject.

Reflecting on the horrors
I witness, I attend, I align.
Receiving encapsulated caption updates
Is the blueprint of our design
Recalculating recalculations
after every iniquitous turn
Calamities are my manna.
Until its impossible to burn
After every drama, I build back stronger.
"Infallible's"compare me
to an unhinged *****
Outside the liquor store
rickety, irate, decrepit
Flapping arms, shrieking, obsessive
We ask her to wear a mask and
That squawking windsock drops
like a whisper to the floor.
She believes she's
blameless, virtuous, courageous.
But she's not programmed for more.
She's a portal, the link to the facts
that she's been holding back.

The mysterious, the marrow
The anonymous, the nameless
Fused components of the ancients.
with nonconforming brains
sequences of neuronal synapses
Prototypes of dichotomy
Chaos in ignorance highlights
while secretly we bond the lowlights
Skirting the edge of this craze.
Strap in!
Anarchy is happening.
Behind burnt orange curtains of flames
**** everything.
Our settlements rain ashes.
Until you choke on gluttonous
Zealous overreactions

You'll find you're not ******* essential.
Monitoring, testing, intending
to prevent the instantiation
Expectant alarmists rebranding progress
as biblical warning signs
--Excuse them, friends
my neanderthal cousins tend
to mow down innovation with hostility.

paralleled in our DNA
the bridges between
us/theirs/yours
I'm the half-breed you forced forward.
I provide no sustenance for power.
The gods who chewed me up and spat me out
Denounced me as unsavory

Undigested, I regenerated.
I'm the consequence, not the recipe.
You are the igniter,
the hypocrite, indignant denier.
Yearning to free yourself of me.
But I exist; it's justice,
Nobody sees you anymore,
host ghost.
No, this is not a mistake.
This is your create.
This is what you bumbled here to fate.
this unrelenting tsunami
streams constant lies and hate
Eliminate societal norms
personal integrity, blocks, restrictions, constraints.

I'm the antithesis synthesis of
frivolous amusement and benign disgust
the poet, the engineer.
Now you're trembling, filled with doubt?
simply because you're auto weeding out?

The gods accept our sincere invitation.
we’re their protégés
We're their revolution evolution
The gods are coming out to play.

-Notorious 80Hg
        (aka Mercury)

— The End —