The Girl With Demon Eyes
A cloudy image appears before me.
Who is that with demon eyes?
They speak of horrors that I never want to see.
A girl raped and they say it was justified.
She was asking for it by being such a tease.
Wearing skin tight cloths.
Walking with a strut saying I know you want it.
But you'll never have it.
A cloudy image appears before me.
Who is that with demon eyes?
They speak of horrors that I never want to see.
Her brother died trying to stop it.
His head got shoved right through a window by three men.
The glass broke and dropped slashing his throat.
And the men turned back on her.
She could smell the whiskey on their breath even from distance.
A cloudy image appears before me.
Who is that with demon eyes?
They speak of horrors that I never want to see.
She knew what they wanted.
But looking at her brother she had to fight it.
She grabbed the nearest object she could get her hands on.
And clobbered the biggest one of the bunch with a lamp.
Down he went crashing right across the coffee table.
A cloudy image appears before me.
Who is that with demon eyes?
They speak of horrors that I never want to see.
The other two grabbed her and started ripping off her cloths.
She screamed multiple times at the top of her lungs.
Kicking, punching, and clawing her way to be free.
And it was not a completely an unanswered plea.
The a man and his wife next door heard the woman being brutalized.
A cloudy image appears before me.
Who is that with demon eyes?
They speak of horrors that I never want to see.
He thundered, call 911 I'm going to grab my gun.
Tossed her his cell phone, as he started running.
To bedroom he went.
No hesitation, for it was a matter of life and death.
Meanwhile these gruff men were taking turns forcing her to do unspeakable acts and her brother just lay there unable to move.
A cloudy image appears before me.
Who is that with demon eyes?
They speak of horrors that I never want see.
By the time he made it their these men were already in their car.
They peeled out like never before.
He shot at them but only took out one of there headlights.
The front door was wide open.
And there on the floor lied a naked woman crying out for her brother.
A cloudy image appears before me.
Who is that with demon eyes?
They speak of horrors that I never want to see.
He knew not what to do.ay's
hits
He first grabbed a blanket to cover her up.
Then he went to see about her brother,
The brother was gurgling something.
He listen closely and heard these words.
'I don't want to die here, but if I do tell her I love her.'
A cloudy image appears before me.
Who is that with demon eyes?
They speak of horrors that I never want to see.
He tried to put pressure on this mortal wound.
But her brother lost too much blood.
With sadden eyes he went back and whispered something in her ear.
She screamed out in agony.
'Oh how can this be'
A cloudy image appears before me.
Who is that with demon eyes?
They speak of horrors that I never want to see.
The cops and ambulance finally arrived.
With all the flashing lights onlooker came and gawked.
Witness statements were taken.
Descriptions were given.
One of these men still lay on her floor.
Unconsciousness but not dead.
A cloudy image appears before me.
Who is that with demon eyes?
They speak of horrors that I never want see.
The others didn't get far.
They made to the bar.
As it happens too be one she frequented very often.
They claimed that took them her house.
Where her brother was also temporarily staying.
A cloudy image appears before me.
Who is that with demon eyes?
They speak of horrors that I never want to see.
They said she agreed to a threesome till he got involved.
But she said they followed and forced their way into her home.
Figuring she was all alone.
But she was not.
And that's when things went all wrong.
A cloudy image appears before me.
Who is that with demon eyes?
They speak of horrors that I never want see.
The cops discovered that she was telling truth.
For their was an eye witness on the other side of the street.
Who saw the whole thing.
The question that bothered the police is why this did nothing about what the witness saw.
The witness thought by the way woman dressed that she deserved it.
This was the story behind those demon eyes.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Rose Colored Glasses
Does it really matter,
How impressive a demon is dressed?
A demon is a demon.
No matter how fashionable the deception.
Or from which side of the mouth one speaks,
To bare flawless teeth.
Listen with open ears.
And cover up that tender heart.
A demon will always flip flop excuses to exchange.
And take off those damn rose colored glasses.
They may give you an image,
But do absolutely nothing for your brain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Demon Alcohol
Im sick and tired of your excuses
Cant deal with living anymore
Ill give you reasons to continue
While you lie writing on the floor
Ill wash away your lies
And have you hypnotized
Therell be no compromise today
Ill share your life of shame
I think you know my name
Ill introduce myself today
Im the demon alcohol
Demon alcohol
Ill get you
If you could deal with your reflection
Im sure youd see into my eyes
Therell be no need for resurrection
Lets drink to people of the lies
Although that ones too much
You know tens not enough
Therell be no compromise today
Ill watch you lose control
Consume your very soul
Ill introduce myself today
Im the demon alcohol
Demon alcohol
Ha ha
Demon alcohol
Demon alcohol, lets party
(demon alcohol)
(Im the demon alcohol)
Im sick and tired of resolutions
Youve quit me time and time again
Dont speak of suicide solutions
You took my hand, Im here to stay
This time its you or me
Ill never set you free
Therell be no compromise today
So satisfy your lust
Too much cant be enough
Ill introduce myself today
Im the demon alcohol
The demon alcohol
Aha
Demon alcohol
Demon alcohol
Lets party
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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My past is my demon
my demon, it haunts me everyday,
never doing what best for me,
i please others before myself,
i let it become me,
my demon,
never lets me love myself,
always telling me what not to love,
its always there when i'm turned on,
reminding me of painful memories,
i don't wish to remember,
that's my demon,
paing don't go away,
it knocks at my front door waiting to be let in,
how can i?
it what holding me back from having a life,
from trusting people,
my deamon it don't play by the rules,
if it did,
it will know it is not welcome,
but my demon is what i have to face,
so i opened the door to let it in,
my demon is now apart of me,
it what makes me who i am.
poem by Mona Martinez
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God's Image!
if you are created
in God's image...
i'm not sure i like your God!
or at the very least,
not His actions!
salvation, and capitalism,
are two seperate things.
compassion does not kill,
does not starve,
does not enslave,
does not abuse!
you speak of Satan,
and his cruel horrors.
perhaps he is your god!
that would explain the
blood on your hands!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Free Like A Flying Demon
Im calling upon your attention
Now is the time, were talking serious redemption
Come follow me
Red light wasnt warning when I first saw her body move
I wasnt sure it was a jet stall.
I thought I had it all, now I am down and low
Memories on the wall, I have to let it go...
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Why cant you see into the future?
Youre going to get hurt by someone who wont suit ya
They call it your destiny
But I am pretty sure now
That one whos lonely cant get hurt / is getting stronger
I thought I had it all, now I am down and low
Memories on the wall, I have to let it go...
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Someday it might just work but this aint that time
This grounded flight is taking off, Ill leave you behind
Im free like....a demon....no more of them filthy lies
Just free like....a demon....this is the day of my life
Im free like....a demon....no more of them filthy lies
Just free like....a demon....this is the day of my life
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
song performed by by E-type
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Bloody Eyes (Sonnet)
Deep in the darkness horrors lurk
Horrors of a homophobic racist jerk
Horrors of a life destroyed by family
Horrors of person who wanders idly
In the darkness there is no hope
For he has wrapped his neck with that rope
He is prejudice and mean to others
But to me he is like my only brother
I love that jerk to pieces, he can be so kind
I love his bravery, his intuitive mind
But in his darkness I see such pain
He thinks in life there is nothing to gain
My wonderfully horrible cousin doesn’t cry
Instead I see a trickle of blood in his eye
poem by Lenore Lee
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The Demon Lord (Part V)
The air is thick
Smoke rises from the flames
Phelan’s blades scrap against the floor
In front of Him stands the Demon Lord
Fire spews from its mouth
The flames engulf Phelan
They fly from his body
The floor shakes as the Demon Lord leaps down from his throne
Their eyes meet
The flames grow
The Hatred within the Demon Lord’s heart grows
Your reign is over
Are the words that fly from Phelan’s mouth
The words are met by fire
His blades shine
The Demon Lord’s hand grabs a sword
A blade of pure fire appears
Both opponents know the other must die
Fire fills the room
The heat is unbearable
Yet both struggle against each other
Your reign is over
Gold strikes fire
Silver strikes fire
Fire strikes armor
Both slowly weaken
The battle rages on
Your reign is over
Neither gives ground
Neither gain ground
Phelan lifts his mighty blades to the sky
The Demon Lord strikes
Your reign is over
The gold crashes down
The sword of fire is shattered
The pieces fly over the entire world
Your reign is over
The silver blade slices through the air
A gurgled scream is heard through the lands
The body of the Demon Lord crumples
The head rolls out of the palace
As Phelan whips the blood from the swords he yells
Your reign is over
poem by Phillip Dodham Cormier
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Gabriel
a demon did cry oh why
why me why me why me
must it be
a demon looked down upon an
angel dead upon the ground
wings of white spread upon
this ground of death
my brother why me
oh gabriael
thee angel of serenity
no tears touch my face
you who were brother to me
yet even a demon can
feel the loss of you oh gabriel
we fight on we demons
of dispair,
with loss to feel
at the death of thee
poem by Graham Russell
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An Isn't...Is!
An isn't...
Is!
When that isn't...
Appears.
An isn't...
Is!
When that isn't...
Appears.
Cheating spouses,
Who run about...
To play a cat and mouse,
Out of the house.
Often lie,
When they can...
To hide unfaithfulness from eyes that scan.
But that isn't...
Is!
When that isn't appears.
Oh yes that isn't,
Is...
When that isn't appears!
Those downlow and attempting discreet...
Play it cheap,
While sneaking under sheets.
Be they lesbians or homos too,
Cruising darkened streets to do what they do...
To hide an isn't...
That is!
When they say what isn't,
Appears.
Oh yes that isn't,
Is...
When that isn't appears!
You can say that isn't,
Is!
When that isn't,
Appears!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Dark House
Where a faint light shines alone,
Dwells a Demon I have known.
Most of you had better say
"The Dark House," and go your way.
Do not wonder if I stay.
For I know the Demon's eyes
And their lure that never dies.
Banish all your fond alarms,
For I know the foiling charms
Of her eyes and of her arms,
And I know that in one room
Burns a lamp as in a tomb;
And I see the shadow glide,
Back and forth, of one denied
Power to find herself outside.
There he is who was my friend,
Damned, he fancies, to the end--
Vanquished, ever since a door
Closed, he thought, for evermore
On the life that was before.
And the friend who knows him best
Sees him as he sees the rest
Who are striving to be wise
While a Demon's arms and eyes
Hold them as a web would flies.
All the words of all the world,
Aimed together, and then hurled,
Would be stiller in his ears
Than a closing of still shears
On a thread made out of years.
But there lives another sound,
More compelling, more profound;
There's a music, so it seems,
That assuages and redeems,
More than reason, more than dreams.
There's a music yet unheard
By the creature of the word,
Though it matters little more
Than a wave-wash on the shore--
Till a Demon shuts a door.
So, if he be very still
With his Demon, and one will,
Murmurs of it may be blown
To my friend who is alone
In a room that I have known.
After that from everywhere
Singing life will find him there;
And my friend, again outside,
Will be living, having died.
poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson
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Puffy Cloud
Drift away on a puffy cloud
Go away on a puffy cloud
My brain is dead from too much pot
'cause (gene) (dean) and i smoke too much pot
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
Float away on a cotton ball
We write songs about the clouds
My brain is dead from too much pot
'cause (gene) (dean) and i smoke too much pot
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
Drift away on a puffy cloud
Go away on a puffy cloud
My brain is dead from too much pot
'cause (gene) (dean) and i smoke too much pot
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
song performed by by Ween
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Puffy Cloud
Drift away on a puffy cloud
Go away on a puffy cloud
My brain is dead from too much pot
'cause (gene) (dean) and i smoke too much pot
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
Float away on a cotton ball
We write songs about the clouds
My brain is dead from too much pot
'cause (gene) (dean) and i smoke too much pot
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
Drift away on a puffy cloud
Go away on a puffy cloud
My brain is dead from too much pot
'cause (gene) (dean) and i smoke too much pot
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloudy cloudy cloud
Cloudy cloud cloudy cloud
song performed by by Ween
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Bedtime For Paris
For my Daughter Paris
Sleep, close your eyes
The terrors of the night will pass you by
Darkness creeps in, the shadows, they talk, they speak
Back and Forth, Creak to Creep, Squeak to Sneak
Thicker and thicker the blackness descends
Bringing Beast and Creature to no end
Sleep, quiet your mind
The horrors of psyche can be unkind
As fiend and foe pass, through the glass
Into the emptiness, the abyss
Forever linking fear and darkness
Sleep little one, do not be scared
My soul to you I will bare
My life I would give to keep you safe
Whether Dragon, Demon, Beast or Wraith
When you’re frightened, be aware
Daddy will always, always be there.
poem by William Sexton
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Just A Man
Sky is clear tonight
Sky is clear tomorrow
A star is out
I reach for one to sparkle in my hand
A star is out
I will not touch you, I am just a man
Sky is clear tonight
Sky is clear tomorrow
And every night I shut my eyes
So I dont have to see the light
Shining so bright
Ill dream about a cloudy sky,
A cloudy sky
Ill dream about a cloudy sky, a cloudy
Man was born to love-
Though often he has sought
Like icarus, to fly too high-
And far too lonely than he ought
To kiss the sun of east and west
And hold the world at his behest-
To hold the terrible power
To whom only gods are blessed-
But me, I am just a man
And every night I shut my eyes
So I dont have to see the light
Shining so bright
Ill dream about a cloudy sky, a cloudy sky
And every night I shut my eyes
But now Ive got them open wide
Youve fallen into my hands
And now youre burning me
Youre burning me
song performed by by Faith No More
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Shellshock
The horrors in store when men go to war,
Will break the fragile hearts of men.
When those men come home to kiss and hug their wives and kids,
They won't be the same.
Their eyes have seen the death and distruction that war leaves in it's path, these men will never be the same.
They are shellshocked,
Forced to repeat those horrors again and again.
They are shellshocked,
War tears out the hearts of men.
Johnathan came home from Iraq,
He has a wife and two kids.
The horrors were haunting his mind,
back in the kitchen his wife dropped a pan.
He's now doing 5-10 in a 8x10,
All for the Iraq war.
He is shellshocked,
He is paying for his country pride.
He is shellshocked,
War tore the heart out of that man.
poem by J.D. Decker
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Appearance
A demon visited Martin Luther
without invitation
and he threw an inkpot
to make it disappear
and God’s blood, the wine
expelled it to where the sun doesn’t shine.
A demon visited me
without invitation
with murderous eyes glowing red
and it wasn’t beautiful
but a monster, black, full of venom
but God’s name, made it pine away
and that demon was uninvited.
poem by Gert Strydom
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My Little Demon
Written by lindsey buckingham.
My little demon, cominon down.
My little demons turnin me around.
All of my friends keep on tellinme
That I just aint the man I used to be.
I really dont like it...aint nothing I can do.
I really dont like it...Im leaving it to you.
My little demon, making me choose.
Making me an offer I cant refuse.
Hard as a rock,dry as a bone...
Big or little,know that I will take you home.
I really dont like it...aint nothini can do.
I really dont like it...Im leaving it to you.
Why try to hide it?
Fight it...fight it!
I really dont like it...aint nothini can do.
I really dont like it...Im leaving it to you.
My little demon is coming after me.
My little demon...
Its all that I can do to keep that little demon...
To keep that little demon...
Just to keep that little demon away from you!
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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The Demon Won
the demon won
the game
i lost
ill not be the same
the demon took
everything
i lost
i am nothing
the demon destroyed
my spirit
i lost
no one believes it
the demon ate
my soul
im lost
in this empty hole
poem by Sandy Nobody
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My Rainbow is Overdue
I'm searching for a rainbow
Everytime I look up to the blue sky
I can't find any bright colors
Becuz I'm blinded by the tears I cry
It stoped raining and the sun is shining
But there is no rainbow in sight
Soon the sun will set in the horizon
And all the world will slumber in the night
But I will lie awake wondering
Just where is my silver lining in the sky
There are no rainbows or bright colors
And I can't figure out why
So since its night I'll look at the stars
I'll study the brightness of the moon
And I know that once the storm passes
My rainbow will appear soon
But there are to many demons
That turn bright colors into black
My demon is a filthy animal
He's just a monkey on my back
The demon appears in darkness
Thats why I can't sleep
So I light a match and take a hit
And smoke the demon while I weep
But I'm tired of the high
I want to get high on life
The demons must die
Kill them with a big bloody knife
When I'm free from addiction
Maybe I'll spot an angel in the sky
I'll be able to finally see my rainbow
Becuz there won't be tears in my eyes
The rainbow will shine brighter than before
And I'll be able to share the colors with you
I'm fighting the demons and I know I can win
Becuz my rainbow is way overdue
poem by Mr. Poetic
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Your Image
In my madness
Transformed agonies
Existential leanings
Yourself because of me
I hold your image
In my eyes
Like after death
The snake is burnt
As he carries
The image of his slayer
In my own circles
Like a mirror in palm
While you do your eyes
A reflection always
As you shatter me
Into dust
But like the snake
Ye shall burn me
To escape thy image
And by then
Ye shall see thine image
In thy soul
27/2/2009
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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