"offten" poems
That ***** Named Desire
I had a succubus try to take my seed
in a dream today
I broke the connection and said
***** you gotta pay to playyyyyyy
You so used to controlling my desires
well, NOT ANYMORE
Best get on your knees and call me sire
“Sir you have the floor”
I wage war on the empire
of the realm of desire
So if you conspire to be in my line of fire
Don’t say I didn’t tell you,
You’ve earned my Ire.
The rhythm of my war drum goes:
BOOM BOOM KAT TiS KAT
OHHHHM
Mah heart BEATS ta da Rhythm of the
BOOM BOOM KAT TiS KAT
Dreeeeeiiim
We illuminate truth, or sooo it seeeeeeeeeeeeim
But still.....
The rhythm of my war drum BEATS:
BOOM BOOM KAT TiS KAT
OHHHHM
So I wage war on the realm of the evil fae
Ima PURIFY da demons until
dey take me away (screamed)
Bleed out into LIFE;
reverse the vampire effect
place succubi in a hearse
and drive them straight ta deaph
cause lately You been drivin me crazy
and making my will, focus, an determination
sooo haeeezzzzy
But NO MORE
cause now Its time to
Settle DA SKORE
Ritually open my wounds
and bleed acid on you
Don’t worry theres enough
cause your hackneyed and few
Ima chase the Daemons off
Smoke my dreads to their lungs
and make dem young cough
so offten I put em in a hot-boxed coffin
Now your outta breath
But im just not stoppin
huh (echo(
whats this? whats this....(echo(
Claws,
talons,
teeth,
and uh oh
Blood barrels stacked Its a wierd supply depot,
for that army growin
and growlin behind your eye, see though....
They Perma-
on your shoulders,
and now mine, Truth Show
!!!!!!1111RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!!!!!!11
So my wings tear free of my back
For so long they’ve been bound and compact
I look to my lovers and brothers and CRy
Stand!
Pick up your weapons,
Humanity,
Its time to act
A TRUMPET BLOWS,
BEATING WINGS
THE DRUMS CONTINUE INTO THE DISTANCE
The rhythm of my war drum goes:
BOOM BOOM KAT TiS KAT
OHHHHM
Mah heart BEATS ta da Rhythm of the
BOOM BOOM KAT TiS KAT
Dreeeeeiiim
We illuminate truth, or sooo it seeeeeeeeeeeeim
But still.....
The rhythm of my war drum BEATS:
BOOM BOOM KAT TiS KAT
OHHHHM
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 1:08 PM UTC
I think of you offten, when the wind blows. For its there I feel you most.
When time goes by and I breath with lifes woes I think of you for its you who taught me how to breath when life is too hard..just breath
Ooo how I think of you when I see the days crawl by ever so slowly. Days I've been without you, days to come I will be without your laughter, voice and wise mind.
Just breath for it all goes on, time ,days ,growth into a new life.
They say life goes on when fathers die..my life will go on with knowledge of great but for those days when the wind blows just alittle too hard I still crumble to my knees..and breath your name..
Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 8:53 PM UTC
Cutting life is life lived
tears will stared to fad
pain comes to haunt
the blade comes more offten
skin is scards will heal
others death in the skin
the way to hide the turth
cool,ice feeling only feels real
nothing will feel real to seal
make me
Feb 28, 2011
Feb 28, 2011 at 10:48 AM UTC
Some day I just cant help
but fight with you.
Even though its bad.
I just feel happy when I do.
Not a good type of happy
but the happy relieve type.
I get everything out.
Everything I have to tell you.
But sometimes it hurts.
In my heart.
When you tell me those things
I dont wanna hear.
I just wanna cry.
But its not so offten you do.
Its mosty just me.
I dont know what it is.
I just get so annoyed or something
and I make things 100 times worse.
I just wanna yell at you.
But also you should know I dont mean it.
Im crazy for you so
dont take so many things close to heart.
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 6:23 PM UTC
Lonelyness is a rash that itch for affection,
distance is arms greatest foe,
to hug the one you miss is the greatest gift but to get rejected is the scratches and scars that surround that rash that Still itch...and aches...
people move fast, to settle but the ones who are too busy to settle are titled not good enough.
I Tried to be there for anyone but no1 seems to care,
that ill cutt my arms off from time just to be held one lasting enough time.
I'm not the best looking I'm not the best at all close to the image people seek.
But I know I can give more than image can, I can make you feel more than your mirrored man.
I ponder offten while the river Creeks I sleep in a bed that empty so only my head and pillow is the only feelin of caressed,
lookin up I only feel no blessin even if I sneezed.
Why am I cursed to have feeling but none to give then too.
Why is time the only hand that waves by, even when I don't acknowledged it.
slowly but surely I fade into a sleep of weeps to begin another week that makes me more weak into questioning why hold on to the idea of havin one..or her or you...too keep,
if me...
if personally i am not wanted..not for a text or ring..
I'm haunted, behind me, people speak and judge me often taunted..it hurts my self esteem and fill my dreams amd conscience with ideas of doin unspeakable things,
I'm done I hunged the gauntlet, my cape is up
the sword is dull and the shield is rusted.
I'm done, ive lusted and loved it, ive drunk my heart into a bottle empty as the chest it sits in,
Im just alone and waiting for this to pass.
By -Deep Thought
Aka Linguist Musician
AKA Emmanuel Jv Hernandez
Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 11:47 PM UTC
He was a man of ambition, a goofy look on his face,
He had just arrived to a new and foreign place.
But this was a cold place, masked by the sun
It beat him down until he wanted to run.
He was looking for love, lost and alone,
So he clung to the first girl he could call home.
When they first met it was love at first look.
If love is a drug then oh, boy, was he hooked.
He couldn’t get enough, but she couldn’t care less
He was unaware that his world was a mess.
They tried to warn him, but couldn’t get through.
His world was a lie he insisted was true.
She turned him against them when they persisted.
She toyed with his heart and got his mind all twisted.
Abused and berated he still thought it was right
Even though all they could do was fight.
Over time we had to leave him to his devices
Only he could find the way to conquer the crisis.
Once, I checked up on him to see how he was
It was the same drug different name, for that’s what he does.
It’s not offten you witness an abusive addiction,
But a drug like love can be a strange affliction.
8/20/18
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 11:45 PM UTC