"venoms" poems
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Arrows enamored of his Heart—
Forgot to rankle there
And Venoms he mistook for Balms
disdained to rankle there—
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We are born in times of Herod, but never flee,
From Holy to sin mutation erupted in our mist,
Consumed by **** screen to scream in addiction cage,
We set our bodies free, let them hunt hormones.
We created a Universe in our nakedness,
Exposed twinkling stars,
Empty Souls.
A relationship with darkness
Lights off,
Incubus and succubus collided.
And He said, "Who told you that you were naked?
Genesis 3:11
Things we learn when our parents close Eyes praying for us are poisonous,
We kissed dead bodies sacking their venoms
Slowly we carry souls in our backs.
We are lost.
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 2:42 AM UTC
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Never can it move::::like thunder or lightning
it goes slow, but sure:::::treading its own path
brave, strong and patient:::in facing its ordeals
they don't want to sting:::unless when needed
they want to be left alone::::but, alert:::::::ready
to protect and defend itself:::::with less action
when trapped or driven up a dead end:::::it is
more composed::::::it knows when to explode
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::::a scorpion can quickly paralyze its victim:::
::::::::::::::::::::with its own venom:::::::::::::::::::::::::
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:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::it is said,::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
human beings have innate venoms or weapons
i don't know if i have one:::or what it could do
i only know, i can hardly harm anyone::::::::but
like any other creature:::::::i will defend myself
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:::::::::::::::::::: i am a scorpio ::::::::::::::::::::
::::::::::::::::what about you?:::::::::::::
what could be your venom?
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Sally
© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
October 23, 2017
Jun 5, 2019
Jun 5, 2019 at 9:48 PM UTC
*Don't wait till I'm tired to encourage me,I won't move on
Don't wait till I'm crippled to tell me about miracles,I won't believe
Don't wait till I'm frozen to warm me,I won't appreciate
Don't wait until I've stepped the trap to caution me, it won't help
Don't wait till I'm shattered to tell me I can be whole, I won't listen
Don't wait for me to yawn to give me food, I won't eat it
Don't wait until the treasures are depleted to tell me if I dig I'll find
its useless to tell me passion will drive me insane after I'm out of my mind
Don't wait till I'm famous to praise my pieces, aren't you seeing them now?
Don't wait until the Antelope has turned tail to hand me the bow
Don't wait for the birds to fly off the tree to hand me the catapult
Don't wait for me to step on the live wire to lecture me about vaults
Don't wait for me to slip and fall to tell me the place is slippery when wet
Don't wait until you've wronged me to preach "forgive and forget"
Don't wait until I'm in flames to tell me not to play with fire, bury my ashes
Don't try shutting stables after they're gone, instead run after those Horses
Don't wait until I'm soaked to give me an umbrella,I won't accept
Don't wait for the storms to wreck me to show me how to sail
who can listen to instructions while battling waves and hail
Don't wait until the snake has stricken to tell me about the venoms
for a dying man has no time and ears for caution then on
Don't wait for the war to devastate and ruin to preach peace
bombs would have deafened or the machetes cut me piece by piece
Don't wait for me to plunge to ask me if I've worn a ******
like a kidnapper freeing hostages prior demanding for ransom
Don't wait until I've dived into the Sea to ask whether I can swim
Don't wait for the end of days to find out whether I believes in Him
Don't wait until I'm bleeding to tell me about the beauty of scars
or until a clear night to praise the beauty of stars
Don't wait until I'm malnourished to bring me aid
until I'm dead and gone to praise the words I said
Don't wait for my life to flood to dredge the silt
that wouldn't be kindness, that would either be mockery or guilt
Don't wait for me to find someone to feelings for me admit
Don't wait to offer a helping hand when I'm totally deadbeat
why wait to raise a wall when you can fill the crevice
you have something to do, to instill, to say, to caution, to give
do it now while I smile, while I'm strong, while I live
Don't speak about the adulterations after I've drunk from the chalice*
May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 3:49 AM UTC
He lives in his farm house by the hills, his
quiet life of contentment, seeking, creating,
discovering; Oh he’s a scientist, and
he grafts his poem trees; Beautiful plumes do
they grow for flowers, which fly out eastward
every morning; Well now he does, the sweet
fruit of these: eat poems to live? Silencing
those who asked him once. Oh and some of the
plants can talk: beyond our hearing, ultrasound.
Penetrating objects our eyes otherwise.
see not: stones; metals; oh don’t we carry
venoms of hatred in metal tubes of
veins crossing our hearts, conveying darkness
across the seas? These poem trees, talking, can
see through. And tell, when some leaks out, causing
fires, and deaths in a school or train station.
Quiet life of contentment, seeking, creating,
discovering; Living in his farm house
by the hills. His work at http://dreamtube.stream
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 12:35 PM UTC
Falling to earth with such a crash,
antenna waves and legs do thrash
as panic fills this quiet place,
invading visitor is fast to race.
It chirps so loud, out into the night
perhaps to explain its weary plight.
In hope that someone may attend
and come to rescue a dear friend.
Alas the latter does not show
but I think that it doesn't know,
as off it stalks with knowledge none,
his fate is not an healthy one.
I sit in such a peaceful state.
Contented just to sit and wait
until this morsel feels secure.
As legs thrash through silky lure.
Until that time with such a gasp,
the critter steps into my grasp.
To struggle now is not of worth
as my fangs intrude throughout its girth.
With a body now so soft and limp,
interior now a lovely drink.
Its frenzied kicks to get away
for this cricket will never pay.
Venoms course, its presense felt,
a life that dwindles with the melt.
All that's left are bones to crunch
As this Tarantula enjoys her lunch
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 12:20 PM UTC
The dragon saw me fly
Spread my wings in valour
Zipping across, beyond
Hoovering within and out
The bold red blood pumped
Showered zest and credence
Saw the springboard of the skies
Dreamt inside the beguiling clouds
Slept peacefully in a paradise
Forgot to guard from the fangs
******* in ripples of venoms
Gullible in the darkened scenes
Kidnapped and handcuffed on pillars
Chained in the unmoving conflicts
The chaotic shadowy cave stares
Dares to throw me in the deep pits
Fear is the only paralysis to fare
The pearls so outdated in efficacy
The bark of a feisty fighter diminishes
Love for humanity is the only key
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 7:43 PM UTC
Because regardless if you ever loved me
we both know you still feel my mouth
on the very edges of your skin,
and is it not news that she can taste my name
on the pieces of your exposed flesh
you haphazardly place so heavily beneath her.
I am burned so inescapably apparent
like silver scars that beg for invisibility.
I have kissed you deep with these malicious lips,
and left your blood tinged with toxic venoms
that you are so desperate to water-down,
to erase, to pretend as if they never seared
the guarded walls of your insecurity;
but don't let me brandish my own wounds
as though they somehow belong to you.
And I might not have ever meant I loved you,
but I can still feel the exact moment
it could have possibly been conceived
and the way the currents kept back
the aching light of truth that lay so calmly over
you and I, you and I,
you and I were never meant to be;
we just happened.
Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 11:00 PM UTC
Arachnids, Spiders, Creepy Crawlies
Bite, Bite Venoms, Fast Pulse
Fear, Agony, Spinning Web
Eight Glassy Black Eyes
Evil Creature, Monstrous Insect
Crush, Squash, No Guilt
Evil, Horror, Bad Thing
**** Them, Destroy, Fear
Shining Silver Thread
Created From Nothing
Spun Around A Post
Horribly Sticky
Horror In My Eyes
Fear And Panic
Death To The Arachnids
Bad Spider, Fear.
Arachnaphobia
Horrible, Heart Stopping
Sweaty Palms, Panicked Scream
Spiders, Fear, Arachnids
Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 10:38 PM UTC
*When all the words have been sung in songs
When all good has been tainted by wrongs
When all those you fall for are all dating
When they are too proud to feel a thing
When you love them more instead of hating
When every pick up line's in songs they sing
When all you've known about loving is pain
When you lost each time you played the game
When every fall wrecks you again and again
When in every conclusion you carry the blame
When every poem you wish to write is already on paper
When every sacrifice you make is easily forgotten
When the venoms of betrayal hot as paper
Is all you got each chance of loving you've gotten
When she's never kissed you albeit its long overdue
When nothing changes or everything to the dogs
When she's seldom seen like the morning dew
When she's got only flakes of affection and you logs
When nothing makes sense from the way you're treated
When she shines like the stars but leaves you in darkness
When you kept advancing when you should have retreated
Because she stole the courage from you and she's your weakness
When touching her lights you up deep inside
When the closest you get to her's to feel her breath
When It's all crystal clear It's time to decide
When the option of walking away hurts as death
When all is but a wish for you and her to hold hands
And yet you won't speak about it for nobody ****** understands*
Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 9:21 AM UTC
Can you tell me what's it:
All the beautiful feelings I use
to have flopped down,
Have buried themselves on their hands,
Please -
Can you tell me what's it,
all the people I use to love , now ,
Know are gone ,
Homeless I feel.
What is it?
With all these words of beauty are
substituted by the venoms,
Now I feel like everything is a norm.
Can you tell me?
Why I fail to attain my solid state,
I melt down with this burning flame
I have took hell from afar to me
What there is the hell with me?
Please -
*God take my li...
**** the prayer I pray lately-
I am scared of this pain,
How am I going to be able to handle death
I uttered an idiocy.
What is it?
*No one wanna stay
and talk for awhile
maybe the mist will clear*
My heart have took it course to other
sad side of the sea,
Tryna clean itself of the red.
Can you tell me what is it?
With the sad songs recorded
lyrics written and cancelled-
can't describe the issues of heart.
All the ease are the demons
but the Godly seems fairly hard to follow
Can you tell me what is it?
Why the pen have became so familiar of
every freaked out letter I write
for it write non-stop .
But still dead I feel.
What is it?
...
Nov 4, 2019
Nov 4, 2019 at 4:46 AM UTC
And then, once upon a sultry twilight,
Amidst the ruins of bygones chivalry,
Whence maidens most fair lived in sheer delight;
Free from lustful relics of rivalry...
Until a day came, and a knight was born,
The toast of town once tranquil, now thrilling;
Thence, jealousy stirred up spite as wild thorns,
To ***** wanton urge to crave fulfilling...
Itches unrequited by chevalier
Under whose spell the whole realm pined away
In splendor bedazzling like chandelier
Lovelorn stings strewn damsels in disarray
These conte chronicled that sultry twilight
'Fore splendiferous valour bared as blight
~~~*****~~~
Then later, will come that sultry twilight,
Whence moist lips stained with warmth, those beaks will kiss,
To reverse the spell cast to eclipse light,
Through insidious vipers with hearts unease.
Him, they cooked strange from coven of contempt,
As monstrous man halved into an aves;
Whom none will forever attempt to tempt,
His elixir lost beyond avarice...
Altar possessed by essence most cryptic,
Breathed upon him, sinisterly omen,
Fanned into frenzy most epileptic,
'Pon this bound besieged to efface women.
'Fore that once upon a sultry twilight,
Darkness gnawed all fresh and bones into flight.
~~~*****~~~
And now, once upon this sultry twilight,
That monster they created spoiled the living,
Into desolate and deserted site,
With venoms from fang of unforgiven...
Save for that last damsel left to be stung;
The fairest of them all found from time past;
Apotropaic maid, serene and strong,
Condemned to kiss away that spell once cast.
He aimed to slay, instead her lips he touched...
As curse recoiled, estranged from evil hold,
Till every grouch from within him was hushed
To find the future, lost in past foretold.
And now, once upon that sultry twilight,
He kissed those lips fated to make wrong right...
May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 5:29 AM UTC
Silt-carriers creeping
Enigmatic tidings
-whiskering
Whiskey translucence
And ***** tonics
Age brought, silent sorrows
I wept them-slowly
For-for-getting,
I could be-
A demon cleansing wreaths
Of teeth and all
You see are leaves.
Petals grow on my skin
Talking venoms and frog-like sin
Yet people are hearing hymns,
Though my wrists are just over
Burdened bludgeonings
Theres blankness and hollows.
Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 1:48 PM UTC
It eats through my muscles,
Absorbs into my brain
And graciously venoms my heart,
Like a hunger that consumes an everlasting emptiness.
My sanity ceases bit by bit
And insanity eases into my soul,
A darkened soul that can never be pure again.
It traps the emotions I felt once before I sold myself into misery.
Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 4:20 PM UTC
venom meets venoms
neon blood moon
pray to the raven for bonhommes like you
cold hands meet in crowded rooms
firework sparks lighting up truth
graceful unable to be so far removed
cuddle up into my thoughts of you
the essence, my dependence
it is all about you
Jan 26, 2024
Jan 26, 2024 at 9:54 AM UTC
bright **** youths you choose
railed against the steel muse
wrestle off your noose
loudly at twilight
it's the carnivorous call
shaking down the halls
fine beastly retreats
feasts of prurient art meat
you're your own real cheat
spaz schism victims
puerile and lurid women
these giant mens' venoms
let heaven patrol
every hole of your bottoms
let bliss be the meter cheated, by the stanzas forgotten
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 2:32 AM UTC
*
Religion watered lies with cultivated fears
Pure liquid guilt methodically poured down ****** ears
Harnessed young thoughts to grim shadowed years
Harvested dumb belief in blood, sweat, and tears
Constant torture over the soul's fate
Hideously murdered that innocent state
Contrivances uttered with no trace of hate
Whose venoms still stain now balding pate
Taught to fear what we fail to understand
The devil himself possessed the idlest hand
Preferring instead to let us hang ourselves
Ironclad morals dragging us down to our hells
*
May 28, 2021
May 28, 2021 at 4:38 AM UTC
I've heard the gossips you've spread
I am hurt with the words and all these tears
Spitting venom to spin on threads
For the secret was buried for many years
The truth you twisted, so now I am characterless
But truth has always won hearts over heartless
For every mouth that speaks, wrong against me
Will be ******* on their own venoms, you'll see
As for you, a shameless trusted friend
I've always favored you in your down time
Now all has come to an untrusted end
Your deeds are no less than a childish crime...
©sim
Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 2:26 AM UTC
late night/early morning diners.
pancakes and talks with friends.
sneaking out and being teenagers.
pounding venoms and sitting in a chilled car.
these are the things I live for
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 6:46 AM UTC
Honesty cuts our reality when we cry
Tears becomes venoms
It poisons not only our love but minds
How can you love through lies
Or the ugly truth that you despite?
We never want to hurt each other
Then again, we still do
But we don’t fight
It doesn’t mean we are alright
Words are just there to satisfy
What I mean is
I love you so much
I don’t want to know what could happen
When love becomes a sight
But we’re blind
Would you still be by my side?
Feed me the lines
The ones break my heart and yet still make me feel alive
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 3:02 AM UTC
The world is broken
No one wants to hear
A good story
They would rather
Hear the saddest one
The world is broken
When it is easier
To hate than to love
When it is easier
To hide behind a bottle
Letters, labels, dollars,
likes or a flag
The world is broken
No one is free
Our children are not the future
They’re crippled cancer
A dismantled dancer
Given no answer when asked
Will I eventually walk again
They breathe a shallow breath
Mumbling their kind of gospel
Feeling trapped
Hoping we catch on
The world is broken
A woman or a thing
Depending on who you ask
Her dignity dies , her diamonds
Ravished and ridiculed
As cheap left with nothing
But a press on smile
That crumbles in the dark
The world is broken
A man looses his pride
In poverty, body pressing
Against the pavement
Days spent slouched over
Into tomorrow
People say he’s broken
He’s a disgrace depends
On who you ask
The world is broken
We avoid clocks
We Want no reminders
Of time merciless venoms
We want no reminders that
We are all dying , not as slow
That we would like to believe
Tears flood the homes that houses us
And usually we cry a river
when there’s no one watching
The world is broken
Men and women aren’t
Even safe with their tears
Compassion is a thing of yesterday
But the Moon stays glorious
The world is broken
We mistaken fear for strength
Cowardice for courage
We’ll go to war with everyone
But ourselves,
The neighbor bleed
All over the tulips
While we worry about the garden
The world is broken
There’s a coldness in the air
And
Nobody knows of MIRRORS!
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 8:15 AM UTC
Two headed snake,
Different venoms.
One will bite the other and they will both die.
Who strikes first?
Whose fangs hurts more?
Why even wonder, they'll both expire.
Patterns on them,
Change and clash,
But I predict the older half is the wickeder of the two.
Strike down the young,
Shed away the dead weight.
A deserted bag of hollow skin awaits a new tenet.
What a story to be,
To return to an old husk,
Make myself home again and settle before dusk.
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 2:16 AM UTC
Disney and Sony
They are *****
Yelling and screaming mostly at Sony
But yet it is all part of the plan
Got to keep the bedroom demands
Spider-Man ain’t going no where
Disney and Sony’s secret love affair
Sony already signed with Venoms behind
Disney slurping all the ***** and creamin
Tom Holland is drunk with Tom Collins
Exciting you see, frustrating as it seems
Sony and Disney laughing all just because
Everyone is starting all the crazy fuss
Re-releases golden showers final hours
*** is better in front of others we together
Can’t ****** if it’s at the end game
Insane is the main part of the fame
It’s already been signed you see
The most fun is watching in ecstasy
We don’t give a **** what you say
It will all be announced this Labor Day
Because we work hard and stay hard
Didn’t come this far
So start the fire
Because we already **** tony McGuire
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 2:18 AM UTC