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Frustrated Times

TWO fat hands,
two left feet,
your a looser with a gun.
YOU take this life with
your evil ways, then piss
it out for fun.
ITS cold and dark
in your cave,
still you find your way
around,
you take this life with
your evil ways, then piss
it out for fun.
THIS story ends with a
rabbit in a hat, and a
creaking of his cage,
his eyes are sharks,
his hands are sharp,
and his shadow kills the heat.

poem by David Gerardino
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Pissheads

piss heads in the park
piss heads in the park

staying out till dark
staying out till dark

dont wanna see the crack in your arse
when you're lying on the grass
dont wanna hear your shout
when im just out walking about

piss heads in the park
piss heads in the park

staying out till dark
staying out till dark

dont wanna see your veins
coming out your brains
dont wanna feel the pain
of your life put down the drain

piss heads in the park
piss heads in the park

staying out till dark
staying out till dark

dont wanna think your my destiny
when i feel the addict in me
there has to be something more
than pissing on the floor

piss heads in the park
piss heads in the park

staying out till dark
staying out till dark

dont want the crack and the smack
when it only puts you back
to the bare necessities of being in the park
and staying out till dark
staying out till dark

so no-one sees

poem by Petra Creffield
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Dr. Evil

Evil, evil is his one and only name
Evil, in his mind there is no other game!
When your name is Evil, that is good or so you think,
but you're so very wrong.
It's evil!
But being wrong is right, so then you're good again,
wich is the evilest thing of all...
Do you find his sudden ways, invite you? does he excite you?
If his contradictions should atract you, should he distract you?
Heaven help you then...
You're finished, it's the end...
There'll be no retrieval...
From the evil...
The evil,
he will
do.
He's evil,
he's Doctor Evil.
His name is Evil.

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Cults

I will not suffer cults or doctrine,
thats designed to let evil spirits in
to this world, our families,
to manipulate us as they please,
because they're evil,
and so unkind,
they want to get into your mind,
as they're paranoid of being caught,
for doing things they shouldn't ought,
to do to people, young and old,
to leave us empty, feeling cold,
so they can steal your life your gold,
pirate assholes, they will see,
that they will not get the better of me,
and I'll destroy all those that try,
because they've opened my little eye,
to all their evils, their devious ways,
so I will spend the rest of my days,
getting rid of such evil creatures,
pirates, clergy, and false teachers.
and the clans that cause such evil ways,
from NASA and many other planes,
will be removed, sent on their way,
and stop them having their evil ways,
with me and you, and all you love,
and protect your children from such cults,
with evil books and evil bibles,
the like of which promote heathenism,
and ever feuding tribalism
to gain them blood and babies too,
to carry out rites that are not due,
to good and kind people,
to the righteous minds,
so lets get rid of them,
dispell them, and their kind.

poem by Paul G Fisher
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Evil 3

Evil
in the hearts of people
in the heads of people
in the soul of people

Evil
will let you drive home drunk
will let you blame yourself hurting others
will let you be alone at times needed most

Evil
cares if bills cant get paid
cares if you over spend
cares if it not them spent on

Evil
looks at you and lies
looks at you and laughs
looks at you and hungers for weakness

Evil
wont piss on you if on fire
wont help you if hurting
wont care if you die

Three kinds
Evil
Eviler
Evilest

You can run
but you cant hide from
Evil

poem by Vincent Armone
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Racism Kills

Racist people,
Are the saddest these days.
Racist people,
And their ways...
Are fading away.

Hatred kills!
Chills.
And often excused,
As heroism.

Hatred kills!
And for thrills,
Often is defended...
As a pride.
No matter if it hangs...
Or drags alongside,
Insecurites denied.
Hiding the fact...
Their is jealousy behind,
Evil and often...
Masquerading eyes.

Black, white...
Brown or yellow folks,
Provoking attacks.
On others.
Or themselves!
To stab with a vengeance,
Behind a back.
To distort facts!

Racism kills.
And there is no sense in it.
Racism kills.
And the sense that's meant.
Racism kills.
Leaving minds incensed.
Exposing ills...
And evil wills.

Racism kills.
And there is no sense in it.
Racism kills.
And the sense that's meant.
Racism kills.
Leaving minds incensed.
Exposing ills...
And evil wills.
And evil wills to kill will end.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Does A Cat Sing?

Catty, is a lovely cat,
Even if, she doesn't say that!
She is really, smart and nice,
And when you say , ' PISS PISS ', twice,
She opens her eyes,
Widely with a colorful bright,
To see if somewhere, is a mice,
In black or in white!

Believe me, that she is,
Really smart!
She feels when, your 'PISS, PISS ',
Is from your heart,
And not just a game,
Of your Ego-Fame!
Yes, she is,
Very smart, indeed!

When she sits, quite comfortable,
She can see what is on the table.
And then with a long sound,
Begins to sing and applaud!
Miau, miau, mieau, mieau,
Miau, miau, mieau, mieau, !
And then, in a jump,
Your food, can't be found!

Catty, is really a lovely cat,
Even if, she doesn't say THAT!

poem by Yoseph Lupu
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Following God's Principles

When God's principals we obey, His Spirit helps us not to stray,
For believers, it is a must, that we practice obedience and trust,
Trusting God with all our heart; from His ways we will not depart,
Letting Wisdom have Her way, while we follow God, day by day.

We must work unto The Lord, a practice that's not to be ignored,
Working with Christ by our side; our Lord God above is glorified,
God is not mocked or deceived, knowing ways we've conceived,
As we will reap all we've sown, as all our ways by Him are known.

All believers must contemplate, the seven things, God does hate,
Living in our present world of sin, this as we strive to live for Him;
Haughty eyes coming from pride, an evil, we can't allow to reside,
As it caused Adam's race to fall; one's sin which is far from small.

For pride is Satan's choice leaven, which he uses to fuel all seven,
Beginning with the lying tongue, affecting all souls old and young;
Hands which shed innocent blood, while evil comes on as a flood,
Following that heart of a wicked man, as one devising an evil plan.

With feet that rush to evil ways, in our ever increasing darker days;
A false witness that breaths lies, another thing God does despise;
Also one who does sow discord, among the brothers of The Lord.
Of these seven God speaks of, it is an abomination to Him above.

All of the seven we too must hate, for with God, there's no debate,
As God's principles we will learn, these are more than just concern,
But, are from the very heart of Him, God, Who saved us out of sin,
Saved to live anew in all of our life, all while we live in Jesus Christ.

(Copyright ©06/2012)

poem by Bob Gotti
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What Evil Is

Evil waits,
As silent as nothing,
Held in a frail wooden cage,
Waiting to be unleashed.

Evil is a shadow,
Dark and foreboding.
An anger,
Following in our footsteps.

Evil is a wound,
Raw and bleeding.
A deep cut,
Walking hand in hand with pain.

Evil is a blazing flame,
Burning and consuming.
A flicker of destruction,
Unpredictable.

Evil is a cracked image,
The reflection in a smashed mirror.
A twisted reflection,
Of ourselves.

poem by Jez Wong
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You read a lot about movies with budgets of $25 to 30 million. Hell, if a studio can piss away that kind of money, why not let 'em piss on me?

quote by Roy Scheider
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Evil, I call you! !

Evil
Don't listen to a word they say
Will let you be alone at times,
Needed most.

That evil eyes looks at you,
and lies
All the hateful things you said
and what you've put me through.

Evil
In the heart of people
Evil
Wont care if you die

Evil
Is all that I can perceive in you
So is your dark side,
Your evil.

Evil is you.

poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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The Devil Within

Devil inside the mask thats displayed
On your knees you honor your master as you decieve
Leaving the doors you then show your true self
Evil walks as the devil that dwells in you
Your gangs and criminals with violence and murder will rebound
For we many in a hell where evil dwells in many hearts
Repent now to save yourself from losing your soul
If you choose to stay in hell to continue speading your evil from one life to the next torment will never end in your mind
Your true happiness with love will never be found
You will only be lost in your evil devil ways over and over For the devil is not in the ground as words say to be feared at the end
The devil is here now and must change his evil ways for a better world

poem by Candy Transcends
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In Your Own Ways

You are smart in your own ways
you are lovely in your own ways
you are beautiful in your own ways
You smile in your own ways

So crazy in your own ways
The madness of your own ways
such mysterious in your own ways
Those eyes of your own ways

You inspire me in your own ways
You talk in you own ways
you love me in your own ways
You suprise me in your own ways

Your kindness of its own kind
Your love of its own loveliness
your touch of its own comfort
And your kisses of its own sweetness

There is nothing so much worth to
treasure in my own ways than the
sweet memories of your own ways
Your life in your own ways
changes mine in its own way

God must have taken His own time
for sush a creation of its own kind
With everything in its own way
I must live your way.

poem by Moffat Mbuzi
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The Devil Within

Why do you run away from me?
Do you think you can kill me?

I am the one in lust and greed,
I am the one in every evil deed

I am the one in greed and temptaions,
I am the one who gives into all temptations

I am the one in anger and rage,
I am the one you will find in life's every stage

I am the killer, I am the stealer,
I am the evil dealer

I am the bad to your every good,
I am the one who does no good

I am the one who kills with or without a reason,
I am the one who does all treason

I am the yang to your every yin,
I am the one in all the sins

I am the one in none and many,
I am the one in one and any

I am the dark side, I am the evil,
I am the one in all the evils

You give in to me when you are weak,
I am the one who makes every soul reek

Who am I, you want to know? , I am the one within,
Because I am the devil within

poem by Deepak Hariharan
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Too Hot to Sleep

When the night is hot and sticky,
and you’re troubled by the heat,
just think about the penguins,
with no socks upon their feet.

And think about the cold waters
where they swim out to feed
trying to avoid the waiting sharks
with their insatiable greed.

Would you like the life of a penguin
instead of being cosy in your bed?
Or would you like to dodge the sharks
and be nice and cold instead?

poem by Orlando Belo
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MY Dark World

In my world I see it different then the rest of you.
I see evil withches casting an evil spell making us work or we will be there for the rest of your lives.
Evil warlocks messing with young maidens hearts so they can have there plesure of seeing us cry our hearts out so they can have their laughs.
Monsters crawling around to tear you down from a good life to make it a horrible day for you and me. Making sure your never happy in life there always under your feet to watch your every second so when you get at least one bit of happiness they can come out of hiding and make it a horrible situation.
Sharks prowling the waters so they can eat and survive this cruel world.
The blinding sun almost always out burning your flesh with its heat rays and trying to kill you every second of the day but we use chemicals to fight back and some of us like me try stay out of the sun and stay in the darkness to hide from its evil doings.
Horror stories telling you when you grow up your life is going to be a fairytale. But the only fairy tale is the evil is now taking over the world having fun torturing, haunting, and destroying peoples lifes. There are no fairy tales in my world to me a fairy tale is a horror movie to you. Horror movies are my fairy tale at least they are the only ones that tell the truth in my world.
In my world nothing makes sence its a dark mysterious place. your goal is to try to make it out of this madness alive. Right now I am trying to figure out which one to avoid. The evil witches telling me how to live my life or the warlocks trying to mess with my heart.

poem by Samantha Rogers
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Lxxxvi

Man, why must thou do evil to evil?
Why must your fellow man fall by your hands?
Why in you evil you be so agile?
Why evil in your hands by sure commands?
Thou shall not kill, you have surely forgotten
Should a life for a life be your true creed?
In Americus, something is rotten
Rotten to the core, your murderous deed.
Night after night by the TV’s bright light
We are told daily that someone has died
We hear of those who only kill for sprite.
True, in heaven your soul shall be denied.
O man, where forth are thy truly petty
You stink of murder, your soul is sweaty.

poem by David E. Patton
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The World That Lies

Go to the world that lies and exhibits cruelty,
That sins in many ways, in those ways we call evil.
Then resent it from all your heart, and head back
Introducing yourself to the evil people of your own country.
This is a circle of harm and wilderness,
Of forests that contain hideous dwellers,
They occupy my life so madly to resist me,
To occupy my soul and my country.

This country is a team so bright, so like flight
That evil has disappeared, for they have been floating
In a world of prayer from my mind and body,
And, as well, my moods are like the monuments
Loading more picture in my sight and eyes,
My very heart breathes for the light of this tower.

poem by Naveed Akram
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I'm Twisted and Evil

I'm twisted its true,
and its all because of you.
All the hateful things you said,
and what you've put me through.
I'm evil indeed,
and its all because of me.
The things I put before my eyes,
and the books I like to read.
Twisted and evil,
and up to no damn good.
I want so bad just to be loved,
why aint that understood.
Take out my pain on some one else,
is the only thing I know.
These twisted evil ways of mine,
are all Ive got to show.
I'm twisted and evil,
through my flesh down to the bone.
And I do twisted evil things,
just thought you'd like to know.

poem by Ken Bennight
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Dark writing....

Dark shadows sneak under the door
As I keep writing these dark lyrics more
Of a nature that's not evil or unkind
Rather of disturbing thoughts in my mind.

They say for everything bad it's found
Something good it has to come around
The weather wouldn't be pleasant if wasn't for the rain
These feelings wouldn't exist if it wasn't for the pain.

I'm doing a storm in a cup of water to prepare
Meanwhile around people don't even care
I pray for my life to not end before these stanzas
But mindlessly I write and write looking for the answers.

My cold dark poems are everywhere
Floating around in the midnight air
Listen, closely you have no choice
These dark words, my deep voice.

Where the world is falling apart,
There lies a dark poem of the heart
Dark poems tell the darkest lines
They make you hear their shrieking cries.

Hold dearly onto your ravaged soul;
Don't find you've let life take its toll
Youll find my dark poems are everywhere
Read them, like them, if you dare….

I am the shadow hiding in the dark
The evil sounds that wake you in the night
I'm a shadow lurking in the dark
Because still it always feels so right

So I write my shadowy poems line by line
But I'm constantly over looked
My brain is fried down to the spine
And my broken heart is cooked

I'm left only with part of a heart
That will never again beat
I'm the one person
No one has to meet

I am a shadow lurking in the dark
Writing my poems so deep
Whispering my words so stark
Pray your soul to keep…

poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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Evil is YOU!

Everyone says,
I’m evil because I beat my sister,
I’m evil because I took drugs,
I’m evil because I went to prison,
I’m evil because I cheated,
Well Guess what!
You’re not evil,
So chill,
You’re the core of evil,
You represent every part of evil,
And…..,
So is your dark side,
Your devil!

poem by Rana Malas
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