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Demons

demons
make my heart
grow legs
and the shadows, tales
the chime of the clock
beat out
the spread of goosebumps
head to toe
froze takes new meaning
seeks shelter
in the heat
of my blanket
i keep the radio on
to chase away demons

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Demons 2

we like to sin
we like to think that when we sin
it is not us that sin
but some demons pushing us to make the sins

even in sinning we need some escape goats
the demons made me do it
damn these demons in my head!
i am innocent
the demons pushed me to do the sins i do
they are so many of them
these damn demons in my head
and i am just alone
(my sweet conscience
implanted by God)

these damn demons
they push me on the dead-end edge where i can do nothing but sin

nice, human logic,
less responsibility for sinning because someone did the sinning for you

not me,
when i sin, i sin alone, i sin myself, and there is no escape goat to blame
there are no horns, no goats, no snakes handing me the apple to bite,
no adam no eve no cains or abels no genetics involved in here

i have sinned through my own fault.in my own fault,
in what i think, in what i do, in what i have failed to do,
in what i have failed to think,
and i ask all the angels and saints to help me get away from

my own faults, my own and nothing but my own
this sinning

my own responsibility and i ask my God to forgive me.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Wingless Angel Draped In Red

She seeks her shelter from the falling sky
She asks her shelter from the highest tree
She seeks an answer to the question why
Why it is that she has come to be

A wingless angel draped in red
Her wings are lost she sighs
There’s no halo now upon her head
And the fear that she may die

Alone, alone so far from home
A wingless angel cries
She awaits the demon by her side
To kiss between her thighs

Thunder roars beyond her head
This wingless angel draped in red
She lies beside her demons
On a bed of human bone.

Alone, alone, in tears she falls
Upon her virgin knees
All is lost as thunder roars
There’s no one to hear her pleas

She runs to seek her shelter from the falling sky
She asks her shelter from the highest tree
She seeks an answer to the question why
Why it is she lost her wings and the heart
Of a soul that sings, bringing joy throughout the day.

poem by David Lacey
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Virgin Killer

Music :ulrich roth
Lyrics:ulrich roth
Cry like you feel,
Try like you feel, feel it ...!
Try to escape,
Cry to escape, escape it ...!
Its so hard to run away
Hes a virgin killer ...
No, no, no, cant you see?
No, no, no, cant you see?
Youre a demons, youre a demons,
Youre a demons desire!
Death on the screen,
Sadistic magazines, watch out
Suicides evryday,
Political ways, get it
Well, you cant find new ways ...
But hes a virgin killer ...
No, no, no, cant you see?
No, no, no, cant you see?
Youre a demons, youre a demons,
Youre a demons desire!
Garbage in the streams,
A-bombs in your dreams, look out
Sharks in the pictures,
Exorcist prescriptions, forget it
Try to get away from that,
Cos hes a virgin killer ...
No, no, no, cant you see?
No, no, no, cant you see?
Youre a demons, youre a demons,
Youre a demons desire!

song performed by by Scorpions
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A Place To Stay In Your Head

You bare those burdens,
Of carrying your own demons.
With the hiding of them you should give up.
Or at least learn how to duck,
From the blows of their punches.
There is something about getting hit,
Helps to assist your feelings of acceptance.

You say it's from a bad suffering,
From the absence of good luck!
That keeps you securely fixed to muck.
And me you believe,
Ignore reality to bask in a world of fantasy.

You wont hear my demons laughing.
They struggle with me right now,
To have my mind accept your philosophy!
My demons come to tease.
But the getting on my knees has been done.
At an expense I am still fighting to overcome.

You bare those burdens,
Of carrying your own demons.
With the hiding of them you should give up.
They enjoy the fact you see yourself in a rut.
And when you decide to shut them up...
They become offended.

And since they know you will continue,
To protect them with excuses...
They know they have a place to stay in your head,
Without a fear you will abandom them.

'You think you know so much! '

Tell your demons to shut up.
'THAT'...
I do know,
Will eventually work to 'your' benefit.

'You make me sick.'

No!
You make 'you' sick.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kept Just As It Is

Revealing who sits in pits with demons,
Is currently being exposed to those...
Who have accepted being ignored and opposed,
And this has not pleased...
The deceiving teasing done by demons.
With hopes their tactics used attract,
The ones who have chosen not to play tit for tat.
Knowing those who sit with demons...
Would love to do exactly that.
From shadows where they creep with a seeking to attack.

However...
Those who show they know the ones,
Sitting in demon pits to glow...
Aren't disturbed by them one bit.
with a preferring their distance kept just as it is...
Left effective and less reflective of images protected.
Regardless if deeds done they do are not respected.
Since those ignored have accepted and expect...
Those sitting with demons in their nests object.
And will always do their very best to test...
The ones ignoring them from wherever they may emerge.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Angels Masquerading

When one lives in a den of demons,
Why is there an expectation...
To hear angelic voices?
Or believe those limping from wounds,
Are preparing for marathon races.

Once a healing begins,
And the demons have been identified...
Why are there those who still lie to themselves,
That the ones baring their fangs,
And wearing sheepskin in disguise...
Are really angels masquerading their lives?

A den of demons...
IS,
A den of demons!
Whether visiting or observing.
Or condoning it...
As a place to call home.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Demons

DEMONS, sound like diamonds
or the almonds

you ask to be free from demons
these demons that mess
your life

oh aldo, summon me
to fly to you

i am an angel from the east
where the sun always shines and feasts

(canned laughter follows)

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Suicide

Where to begin, where to end
from the start, so much to mend
things not well, living in hell
voices screaming, I wasn't dreaming
pain in my head, noises of dropping beads
cries for help, out comes yelps
tried to cut wrist, but the pain brought twists
first was talks, next was meds
way to many talking in my heads
booze to help me snooze
never quite enough, deeper I fall
the more i scream, the more I dream
pain can be a strain and it's draining me
the demons are stronger, my mind is fogging-er
shadows following me, creeping closer
there is no escaping, trapped in hell
screams for help, scream for love
no one answers, no one cares
pills and booze are my friends
makes the pain go away
more and more is not enough
one day away from them.
they control me bad, the demons kill
to the end the demons go, to hell
with me, no more pain
no more screams, no more scary dreams
bury me now, that is how
the demons won

poem by Michael Peterson
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Until One Sits Alone

People today do not want to face their own demons!
And why should they?
When it has been made more convenient,
For them to pretend...
Demons that visit,
Do not for them exist.

They rather give their opinions,
Unsolicited and quick.
About how others should live,
As they pill pop to get...
Their headaches to quit.

Quieting anxieties,
Leaves them less suspicious.
As the ones who can't face their own hurdles.
Or take initiative they themselves do not permit.

Until one sits alone,
Dealing with demons on their own...
Excuses will be condone,
To label their protected wounds.
That scar them to the bone.

People today do not want to face their own demons!
And why should they?
When it has been made more convenient,
For them to pretend...
Demons that visit,
Do not for them exist.
And these same demons...
Are seen from them to persist unlimited.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Demons

They said she had a heart attack,
I think the creatures coming back,
And I am fine, coz all my love is electrifying,
And I can feel like a cesspool,
Wanna be with you,
And its my animission,
I better give my heart a listen,
And my creatures say:
All of your demons,
Will wither away,
Ecstasy comes,
And they cannot stay.
Youll understand,
When you come my way,
Coz all of my demons,
Have withered away.
Coz, all of my demons,
Have withered away.
They said, that he shooked
Himself to death
I wanna dance to my last breath.
? ? ?
? ? ?

song performed by by Fatboy Slim
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Since Sheep They've Been

They want their leader to fail.
For reasons not as obvious,
As demons who tell tall tales.
Demons who wish,
Their created decadence prevails.

And if he should fail,
Unfortunately...
So does everyone,
In the entire country.
You see...
He is their first leader with integrity.
And all of those around the world...
Can see this very clearly.

And the truth he tells,
Conflicts with those who have told tall tales.
And a defeat is all they accept they will receive.
Since sheep they've been in accepting fear to believe.

'But those interests that are ours are the best in the world! '

~Which ones are the most envied?
And why are others pleading for you to leave?
Except for your leader,
Who is treated as if he is royalty!
Have they been fed on deceit as well? ~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mysterious Lady

Mysterious lady, mysterious one
Who are the demons from which you run?
Look into your heart and into your soul.
See just what it takes to make you feel whole.
Stop, turn, and look into life's mirror so bold,
For the answer is there to have and to hold.
Step out into sunlight, the shadows to cast
And love overwhelming will free you at last.

poem by Rosi Caswell
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Liquid Depression (4)

Liquid depression how shall I compare thee
With the demons deep within my soul
You are not the only demon there,
I've many more, that you could not know

Though you share the same body and soul
It is my mind that you alone control
Liquid depression is only a materialistic possession
Other demons exist in the darkness

I have lost all control and I dare not to entertain
Obssessions with my soul, lost or not
I must keep them in the dark
Not force them to be seen

I am not all I appear to be
Sinner I was born, sinner I'll be
Demons keep me afraid
Can't you see, liquid depression

Keeps me free from the demons within,
That you cannot see and I cannot make flee

poem by Frankie Stamey
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Demons Dance

Turn up the radio; there's a pain to flush
Beat is power; a dance is its punch.

Even demons dance! ! !

Animals feed; man eats
You aren't who you are; without your feelings!

The art of dance is the course of sounds.

Anger blows out the lamp of the mind
Kill the pain; free the mind

There's comfort in a relax mind

Prevention of dance
Is a precipitation of death

Then; the demons shall dance.

(C) 2012 The-True-Poesy

written by: Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

poem by Onyekachukwu Vincent Onyeche
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You Will Not Have To Go Too Far

Keep your eye on those,
Who make claims to be something they are not.
Those who take the good deeds made and done,
By others,
Wishing to lay seeds to grow.

Keep your eye on those,
Loving to toss acid upon the roots...
With their venomed tongues protruding.
To diminish what others choose to do.

Keep your eye on those,
Who want to see themselves as praised.
With a raising done to heights...
Delivering spite from their insecure hearts.

You will not have to go too far,
To recognize who and where those demons are!
Keep your eye on those,
And what it is about others they unsolicited say.

Keep your eye on those,
And how they try to use themselves...
To dignify their misdeeds.
You will not have to go too far,
To recognize who and where those demons are!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Going on a Demon Hunt

We're going on a demon hunt
Chasing down the hellish fiends
Laughing as we cut them down
With the Sword of our mouth
A double edged blade
Demons here
Demons there
Demons everywhere
They can run
But they can't hide
Running from my Righteous Blade
The Word of God
Let the monsters run
Let them flee
Because it's demon hunting day

poem by Patrick Tincher
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How a Poet Lives Part 4 (Depression, Fear, & Hate)

I am the envious brother of love
Son of a mother who seeks hope in another
Good luck! ! !
I am the dead beat father
Of a non existing child called pride he's buried inside
And I'm barely alive almost asleep
The rhythm of my heart beat keeps me awake
I’m surrounded by demons
But there's no soul for them to take
I lost it along with my sanity
From the inside of the asylum I see
Evil entities
Dark memories
No sympathy
For my self-inflicted
Injuries

poem by Bron Dayvid
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Monsters of the Night

Inner demons who seem to rule my fate
for me I feel its far to late
for deep within they always hide
these monsters eating away at me from the inside

inner demons that scream
my thoughts some how not what they seem
monsters that creep out at night
Oh hell! ! this does not feel right

inner demons, please find another soul to torment
for me this torture is no longer meant
My deeply feared monsters of the dark
here no longer will you park

inner demons leave me be
my scary monsters of the night
I beg of you, please finally let me be
for my soul craves, needs the much healing light

inner demons, cast yourselves away
no longer do I want you to have any say
monsters who taint my soul to black
no longer will you haunt, for I will someday find my way back!

poem by Jill Ferrey
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Just To Delight In The Excitement Of It

Demons wish to inflict conflict.
With a chaos and havoc,
Just to delight in the excitement of it.

With a quest to deceive,
And disturb with ease...
Where there are signs of peace freed.

Misdeeds are activities,
Demons purposely release...
With beliefs of receiving satisfaction.

Demons wish to inflict conflict.
With a chaos and havoc,
Just to delight in the excitement of it.

But to the demons' surprise...
These wicked strides begun,
Eventually do come to an end!
With no sympathy to those demonic given.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Demons And Angels

He swore it was over and all in his past
A few hours later his hand's 'round a glass
A voice on the left says,
"There's peace in the wine"
From the right a voice whispers,
"Don't do it this time"
When he looks for the answer
down in his heart
Demons and angels tear him apart
She calls his name softly
as she lies in their bed
Listens for footsteps and prays for the best
She knows that he loves her
knows that he tries
But if he comes home drinking
she'll leave him tonight
She waits for the answer and
cries in the dark
while demons and angels tear him apart
For so long they've fought for his soul
The whisky and the woman at home
And they all know he must choose
the winner alone
There's not much that's sweeter
than a new life begun
Ain't much that's sadder
than a promise undone
He stares at the bottle,
longs for her arms
while demons and angels tear him apart
When he looks for the answer down in his heart
there's demons and angels that tear him apart

song performed by by Diamond Rio
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