Slash sat me down at his house and said, You've got to clean up your act. You know you've gone too far when Slash is saying, Look, you've got to get into rehab.
quote by Charlie Sheen
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The Stewards of Destruction
The bird was routed from its nest
by the growl of a tractor’s roar.
Slash and burn, closer it came,
a tank in Mankind’s war.
The macaw soon was homeless
as its tree was knocked to earth.
Slash and burn, some peasants came
And hacked for all their worth
Elsewhere too, the Forest bears
brute evidence of man.
Slash and burn, the trees are gone
Crops planted there by hand.
Some miracle medicinals
Are forever lost down there
Slash and burn, fates’ wheel turns
Homo “sapiens” doesn’t care.
The habitats are dying
Their inhabitants are too.
Slash and burn, will man cause
his own extinction too?
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Slish slash my wrists
With a slish and a slash.
My wrists pour of blood.
Blood surrounds me.
My emotions are free.
Only for a while.
With each new cut
I have to make.
I loose all hope
That things will ever change.
With a new scar.
It has the story to tell.
What a mess im in.
Each cut
For a reason.
The dropp of blood.
All the hatred
All the pain
It contains.
With the slish and slash.
Of the razor blade
I have a glimmer
Of hope
Just to get
Through the day.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Writer's Disposal
Hurt and tense are writer's slaves
So she'll slash through page by page
Burning holes with vivid tongue
Still the feeling strikes as young
Through and through this time again
Misery welcomes her like a friend
Slash and slash and through and through
She spells her feelings as if they're new
Instead of skin she beats a page
A healthy cure, sure, lest she names
These demons, the things that she writes about
That she names other names to give them doubts
Things like this she knows all too well
Her hurts and pains often etch the spell
Before she even thinks to open her eyes
She's solved her feelings with a metaphor for cries
These nameless names named through and through
She possibly could be writing of you
And name you a snake; what harm is there in that?
Proof, invalid; your name is intact
These nameless things she knows all too well
You might not know but help etch her spell
Because intended or vicious, her works are neither
You'd ask what they're about; but she might not know either
poem by Dayna Mortimore
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Chiselled Silence
sleep not
slash not
not even
slap her
before her parting
rain talked
outside
inside
talked silence
the window witnessed
unseen thread
tied up
the sounds
with silence
inside with out
outside in
still the painting
unpainted
only the mind
holds the canvas
standing lone her profile
while
dumb his offering
greets the hell to cheer up
sleep not
slash not
not even slapped her
when she uttered
'I live not to die in cage'!
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09/04/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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The Numbers
i think i am beginning to know the numbers
their meanings
inside the big dome the dancers are practicing
the steps are numbered
and the whole day the leader keeps the count
one two three four
five six
seven eight nine ten
eight seven six five
four three
two one
four three two one
five six seven eight
eight seven six five four three
two one
the whole day for the whole week for the whole month
these numbers are counted like
one two three four
five six
seven eight nine ten
eight seven six five
four three
two one
four three two one
five six seven eight
eight seven six five four three
two one
i am standing by the door
looking at the dancers jump to the count of
six five four three
two one
they run and stop and run again
and stamp on the left and on the right
and point and slash
and jump and
kick and sway and
stand and kneel
and kick and slash
eight seven six five
four three two one
four three
four three two one
numbers indeed
are numbing
they make us numb
they are making us dumb
five four three two one.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Running Gun Blues
I count the corpses on my left, I find Im not so tidy
So I better get away, better make it today
Ive cut twenty-three down since friday
But I cant control it, my face is drawn
My instinct still emotes it
I slash them cold, I kill them dead
I broke the gooks, I cracked their heads
Ill bomb them out from under the beds
But now Ive got the running gun blues
It seems the peacefuls stopped the war
Left generals squashed and stifled
But Ill slip out again tonight
Cause they havent taken back my rifle
For I promote oblivion
And Ill plug a few civilians
Ill slash them cold, Ill kill them dead
Ill break them gooks, Ill crack their heads
Ill slice them till theyre running red
But now Ive got the running gun blues
Ill slash them cold, Ill kill them dead
Ill break them gooks, Ill crack their heads
Ill slice them till theyre running red
But now Ive got the running gun blues
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song performed by by David Bowie
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Hatin' On Someone
I'm starring at your car right now
I'm Thinking about all the things
I could do to it
I could
Egg your car
Scratch up the paint
Slash your tires
Spray paint your windows
I got to be honest it's tempting
Cause you really hurt me
It shouldn't matter what you do or say
But guess what it does
I usually would of let this go
But you really hurt me bad
And I'm sick of being so hurt
So Now I'm staring at your car
With a dozen eggs to throw at it
I have keys to scratch it up
I have a knife to slash your tires
And spray paint for your windows
Now you will have fun cleaning that up
So maybe next time you'll think twice
Before you hurt someone like me
Or maybe I just declared war
But either way it made me feel better
It's just to bad your car
Had to take the beating for you
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song performed by by Fatboy Slim
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Rehashment
I remember the castigation
I remember the molestation
I remember the infestation
I remember trying to escape from you!
I remember cutting my wrist
I remember releasing the blood
I remember catching the drops
I remember the undulating flood
I remember it wouldn't stop
I remember opression you put me through!
Rehash
The slash
Rehash
The gash
Rehash
The relapse
Rahash
The roots of what I do
This scar is internal
This wound is eternal
The hate is forever
The soul that you severed
I remember getting all the blame
For a person's stigma and shame
I remember when you said 'die'
I remember all the pain in my life
Rehash
The slash
Rehash
The gash
Rehash
The relapse
Rahash
The roots of what I do
I REMEMBER YOU TRYING TO CONSTRUE
poem by Crazy Eight
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Rock n' roll is about attitude and rebellion. It's supposed to be fun and spontaneous.
It is easy to kill someone with a slash of a sword. It is hard to be impossible for others to cut down.
quote by Yagyu Munenori
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Hedge Layer-Gap Mender
Hedge layer, gap-mender
forged from frost and fissured trees;
your split hazel brash
a white slash against
black wintered leaves.
Rhythm of the billhook
rhythm of the fields
deft, quick, sure,
sharpening the air
with slash, cuts and
stakes spear shaped, stuck notched
crooked up, tawny bark
peeled green in places,
hint of dormant
summer traces.
Wood rips, wood rends, wood gives,
wood cries out as far as the far fields;
Welsh Cobbs black as stout
start as one, rising pall of horse breath
blots out the sallow-sun.
Hedge layer, gap-mender,
glove-less, hands seasoned old-hand;
resurrector, life pleacher,
Green Man for a modern era;
within your living walls
you weave the spring.
poem by Bob Dellar
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God, George Bush makes me want to slash my wrists. He's so embarrassing I have to leave the room when he's on the news. What a monkey.
quote by Margot Kidder
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A.s.2
i have not put
the dot yet in my
life's
composition
words are not
final and so
i simply put
the comma and
the hyphen
sometimes the
dash and
then the slash
perhaps when
i die
i give you the
honor
to put
the period
add nothing then
i have enough
of me
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sadistic Sinner
Alone in my house
Full of hate and fear
Your death is near
My passion for killing will take you to death
I slay a victim I torture his wife
They die by my knife
I'm coming for you
So take your last breath
The more I kill, the more the need grows
I dislodge the eyes and hack off the nose
CHORUS
I'm a sadistic sinner
I will slash you at will
It is the devil inside me
Who makes me wanna kill
Evil
And you will die by my hand
Killer
And I'll make you understand
Possessed
Just like the knife in my hand
Killer
He taunts my soul and he twists my mind
The blood of my victims is all they can find
I dismember the body as its blood is being sprayed
I gaze in splendor at the mess I have made
Cold is the blade
I carry in rage
They live in fear
My passion for killing will take you to death
My soul is a demon that no one can save
I spread my disease
I'm coming for you
So take your last breath
The more I kill, the more the need grows
I dislodge the eyes and hack off the nose
CHORUS
I'm a sadistic sinner
I will slash you at will
It is the devil inside me
Who makes me wanna kill
I'm
Sadistic
Sinner
I'll kill you slow, I'll kill you fast
I'm coming for you, I'll kick your ass
song performed by by Incubus
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Stephen Gayford
Masterpieces for the masses!
Loved lithographs! Sweet prints!
A treasure trove of canvasses
With wondrous shades and tints.
Consider how this painter hopes
To capture all he can.
Reflect on how he always copes
And stays the artisan.
With finite detail to control,
To share his point of view,
This artist has a special soul,
A noble spirit, too.
Rejecting basics and extremes,
Perfection to create.
Respecting quintessential dreams
And so encapsulate...
It's finished, no more need to fuss!
What glory this achieves!
Rejoicing in what's done for us,
That each, in time, receives.
There's joy as we anticipate
This craftsman's artistry!
Yes, all things come to those that wait...
Yet patience is the key...
How many paintings Stephen's done,
In truth, I cannot say,
Yet he portrays a sense of fun
At work, at home, at play...
If you're like me, you've got a few
To beautify your home...
So, Stephen, thank you! God bless you!
Wherever you may roam...
My Gayford poems here: tinyurl-dot-com-slash-gayfordpoems (OR)
My Gayford poems here: tinyurl-dot-com-slash-gayfordpoems2
My Gayford poems blog: denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com
poem by Denis Martindale
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The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out of Water
Antonio Banderas, Clancy Brown, Tom Kenny, Thomas F. Wilson, Bill Fagerbakke, Christopher Backus, Slash
from The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out of Water (2015)
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The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out of Water [trailer 2]
Antonio Banderas, Clancy Brown, Tom Kenny, Thomas F. Wilson, Bill Fagerbakke, Christopher Backus, Slash
from The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out of Water (2015)
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I knew Slash in high school, but not very well. Just knew him as this kid that used to hang out in the hallway. Pretty much looked then the way he does now.
quote by Lenny Kravitz
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