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"psychodrama" poems
Was she but the fallen Come down to raise an Arcadian hell, Avoiding peace in graceful slalom, Encased in her callous breathing shell, Most would describe her as the Cacodemon, With the eyes of baleful sin, Defined by her nefarious inner demon, That had beguiled her sanity to its whim, She breathed of ethereal indignation, Sought upon her by trenchant thoughts, Damning her for indulging in feelings as dissipation, By those who seek defamatory purity as frauds, She was the unwanted succubus, Whose earnest beauty cost too high a price, Her darkly alluring convictions were a neuritis, Brought too bare all adamant admirers vice, She was thought to be the rakshasa, Condemned for safeholding her own heart, Not wanting persue any psychodrama, Not wishing for a reckless counterpart, So she clinged to her hellhounds, To hold at bay any contemptuous intruder’s, And so they dub her hell bound, Ignorant of her past patronizing prosecutors. She is the Cacodemon, As she shuts her gates from all, Trusting none acclaimed shaman, As she has already been judged to fall
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 8:37 AM UTC
Cacodemon
A day Licks and panting Happiness Promised to care Loving devotion Long walks Uprooted Disorder Psychodrama personified Fear and abuse Past never ending Calling from deathly voids Keeping you was Impossible Solutions Gone along thoughts False ideals Idiotic passions To end the past Safeguard the future You ended With a bang What have I done?
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Sep 10, 2020
Sep 10, 2020 at 7:14 PM UTC
Man kills Boy
Hello It's me again It's the early hours and I'm slightly drunk And it's me again He has the sins of his mind Which keep him warm inside Amidst the weary and the wasted Such warmth keeps him alive Restless I've always been restless I hate to move yet I can't sit still Hours are endless There is a thrush inside his head An agony of wings Panic beaten thrashing A cage of singing things Anxious Still always anxious Even though I've slowed right down This edge is ageless Laying low and watching A million sub-plots hatching Paranoid and paranormal He scatters to survive By Phil Roberts
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Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 6:03 AM UTC
PSYCHODRAMA