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Nebek Wormer Feb 2016
ever find it funny how how how how it all just goes on
no matter what
people say this, people say that
doomsday around the corner
at the drop of a hat
but the next day always comes
bright n early and on time
when will the day come?
''''''
words breaking
bodies shaking
beautiful thunder
ringing, reverberating throughout vessels
ethereal, physical, inanimate
cars rocking steady
beds creaking
echoes of soundwaves vibrating
Precipitation
always been waiting
for such a moment
touch of flesh potent
been waiting for this moment
is it everything wanted?
''''''
fading
swaying
breaking
subtly
noticed
when walking boldest
incomprehensible to consciousness
but deep within ancestral blood
subconscious behavior
''''
eyelids paint black
out like a match
burnt from decay
feelings never want to stay
stand still, yet sway
falling off on a decay
dry whippin with no delay
but with a fade, deep down, once locked in cage
where answers lay
within;without
look around
peepin corners
under curtains
eyes looking
something cooking
brooth for thought
keys to mind identified
moving on with presence of now
move like crow bringing woe to everyone around
feel positivity under negative dualistic attributes
working towards retribution
ever so steadily, but with swift foot guile
familiarity with these tiles shifting and forming, morphing into something new, always and forever nothing I pretend, but something ego cant depend.
~~~~~~
Pilot
lighting away
lightning distant, not far away
close like word on street
but stuck in suburbia
trapped in isolation
land molested by white devil hands
rooted deep in the finest grains of sand
in ancient lands
Looking outside of the glass,
reflections of past, a future smudged, but faintly visible
Outside of the glass is the infinite moment of now,
somehow,
untouched by human hands,
something only observed outside of observance
energy in abundance pouring out of fountains in mountains o brooth
no one believes, but its a truth
partial to the bigger picture
is a caption really necessary?
''''''
on and on and on and on and on
it goes ever so
built oppression
neglected expression
stuck on false thoughts and feelings
redirecting sails into new lands
a new perspective
new flesh
~~~~~
Evil consciousness
Suzerian possession takes sway,
stage the show
(haiku)
nevergone,alwayshere,neverclear,steadysteer,destinationsneverclear,itisalwayshere,
Account is collecting webs
but never neglected.
This posting is a collaboration
of sudden inspiration
Nebek Wormer Dec 2015
Here being stands
Baring it all
Laying it down on the line
Because things need to be straightened out

This undying love is stretching beyond an incomprehensible measure
And it must be addressed

O'
SWEET ONE
Sweet
Sweet
Sweet one
Sweet
Sweet
Sweet one
I love you so
You bring warmth when i am cold
Bleeding hurts less when you're around
Here are my words
To bestow as a crown
This is dedicated to my love, my sweet one, a jar of gherkin pickles
Nebek Wormer Dec 2015
ground, ground O' ground
below
looking down, I see a world go round
in the heavens
above

this existence is hell
can you spell life without suffering?
or is it all a joke?
these days i simply cant tell

a paradox in the making
a pair of socks that need cleaning

why dont you love to mop the floor anymore?

what is the meaning of words?

why is anybody asking questions.

This is not a poem. These are not words. Just meaningless shells that house feelings for someone feel.

just something to catch and reel
ha
Nebek Wormer Dec 2015
throw some words here
throw some words there

mental up in air
body rooted in ground

mouth spewing words here and there
here and there

can never stop
even under watchful eyes or
judgmental minds

words move clumsy with expression
throw them around there
throw them here
nothing said isn't always clear
so what, what are you saying
whats the position
what games are you playing

take five

words here, words there, words gone, words never said
what does it mean when you say i love you in bed
does it mean one day we'll wed or just end broken like the lot of 'em

what are the true meaning behind these things
what makes them words

words words words words words words words words words words
sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword

a fine tuning here, a tinkering there, once there was words, but now, swords everywhere

swords falling, stabbing, penetrating the hearts of many
run
run
run
its no use
words can be sharp like swords
swords can be dull like words

drows in drow
awaiting the next move
the alpha signals the pack
advancement to spearhead the operation
a scene of vengeance, dread, anxiety, anger and darkness
a scene of implicit clues; a reflection of reality across the multi dimensions

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Nebek Wormer Dec 2015
hearing distant tunes playing beyond mental creation

when listen to closely- hairs stand up on edge

sensations flutter throughout from feet to head

thoughts fade away, last that was heard echoed

finally the moment has been let go

going toe to toe with broken emotions
laying back, stretched out,
comfort rolling in like an ocean wave

water soaked the page and extinguished the rage

distinguished patterns whimsically moving
as eyes look into the page

spirit is suddenly trapped in
the margins and lines act as the cage
Nebek Wormer Dec 2015
the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves
Probably just being a nuisance now...
Whatever.
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