I Blacken the Sun
I blacken the sun, with all the evil I possess,
Belittling those around me, as a way to relieve my stress,
I blacken the sun, with every word that escapes my lips,
As they pierce into your soul, and slowly tear you into bits,
I dare anybody to step up to me, oh what horrible things that can be done,
I have the power to defeat anybody, because I'm what blackens the sun,
I can cut through you with my eyes, and shred you to pieces with my words,
I'm the baddest thing alive, or haven't you already heard?
That I blacken the sun, with all the forces of hell,
Inflicting pain on others, because evil always prevail,
Your hurt is a cure to my wounds, a remedy to my pain,
It gives me the ability to go on, the strength to sustain,
The power to be undefeated, defeated by none,
Because I'm what blackens that sun,
poem by Niakeva Thomas
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Black
Black is thy thought, doth blacken thy name
Slandered beauty
So black is thy shame
Black is thy pupil doth blacken thy mood
Tortured beauty
So black when thy brood
Black is thy heart doth blacken thy tears
Sorrowful beauty
So black is thy fears
Black is thy skin doth blacken within
Black beauty
So black is thy sin
Black is thy hair doth blacken thy shawl
Despair beauty
So black is the abyss as thy beauty fall…..
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Feel So Numb
Mud bath, acrobat, a midnight drive
Everybodys slippin everybody survive
Radio talk show try to project
Everything you need when you gotta connect
Come on,come on,come on, you feal it
Come on, come on,come on you see it
Come one.come on.come on you waan make it all right
Come on,come on,come on, you feal it
Come on, come on,come on you see it
Come one.come on.come on you waan make it all right
Blacken the sun!
What have I done?
I feel so bad I feel so numb yeah!
Blacken the sun!
What have I done?
I feel so good I feel so numb yeah!
Sugar sweet braniac on your neck
Get in to tomorrow man I gotta reflect
A blue world dream girl up the street
Gotta wake her up cause I dont want her to dream
Come on,come on,come on, you feal it
Come on, come on,come on you see it
Come one.come on.come on you waan make it all right
Come on,come on,come on, you feal it
Come on, come on,come on you see it
Come one.come on.come on you waan make it all right
Blacken the sun!
What have I done?
I feel so bad I feel so numb yeah!
Blacken the sun!
What have I done?
I feel so good I feel so numb yeah!
Jingle jangle comin gonna crush your back
Well everybody want it gotta take it back
Rain trash porn slash what is why
Look into forever revolutionize
Come on,come on,come on, you feal it
Come on, come on,come on you see it
Come one.come on.come on you waan make it all right
Come on,come on,come on, you feal it
Come on, come on,come on you see it
Come one.come on.come on you waan make it all right
Blacken the sun!
What have I done?
I feel so bad I feel so numb yeah!
Blacken the sun!
What have I done?
I feel so good I feel so numb yeah!
song performed by by Rob Zombie
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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(War Poem) Blacken Skies
Focus now.
looking out the window.
Close you eyes.
Bring down the blacken skies.
Time for change.
Time to be rearranged.
The falsification of fame.
The justification to blame.
Stuck like a mental block.
Focus now.
Looking out the window.
Close your eyes.
Bring down the blacken skies.
Time for the strange.
Time to become deranged.
The melody always the same.
A reality so far from plain.
An alternate way of thinking.
In and out of the box.
Never gonna stop.
Forever reawakening.
This time, this way,
i will pray, i will focus now.
Looking out the window.
Close your eyes.
Bring down the blacken skies.
Time to take cover under the darkness of a fog of war.
Time to follow your fellow brother once more.
Lead us out of flame.
Destroy that which get in our way all the same.
Cry not for the fallen.
They have their place as do we.
Keep going show us the way
and we will proceed.
Strength will be needed for the bodies
we shall be hauling.
Focus now.
Looking out the window.
Close your eyes.
Bring down the blacken skies.
No time to ask why.
No time to worry about if your gonna die.
Vengeance always on the mind.
A gun broken and that's fine.
It did its job.
Shot all the bullets with pinpoint accuracy.
Now we must pick up and go.
Because the man upstairs said so.
So focus now.
Looking out the window.
Close your eyes.
Bring down the blacken skies.
Just focus, just focus now.
Looking out the window.
Close your eyes.
Lets bring, lets bring,
lets bring down the blacken skies.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Heaven Is Falling
As I walk beneath the valley
I shall fear no evil
for thanks to King George and his rainbow cabinet
today murder is legal
God I know that it's wrong
to kill my brother for what he hasn't done
and as the planes blacken the sky
it sounds like heaven is falling
it sounds like heaven is falling
you promises me a new day a'dawning
I've seen a thousand points of light
like so many points of hatred, shame and horror
God I want to be a man
but I don't want to die with a rifle in my hand
and as the planes blacken the sky
it sounds like heaven is falling
it sounds like heaven is falling
you promised me a new day a'dawning
well nothing here looks new to me
but a score of mothers' sons
caught 'tween the devil and the deep blue sea
song performed by by Ataris
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With What the Stress Has Taught
Though I have not a reason for my stress
The world begins to test me once again...
I love my life but now I must confess
That I would not mind if it were to end.
The mental tension has my life confined
And there is no nepenthe for my strain,
But still the life I love does ask my mind
To burn and blacken out in daily pain.
Why must the burden be too large to bear?
Why does it snap the spirit like a twig?
Why does the mind commit to such affairs
That give us but another grave to dig?
Though stress ignites the hell within my thoughts,
My life improves with what the stress has taught.
Unincorporated Insights VII
Are we blinded by irrelevancy?
Do our apotropaic impulses
Blacken our natural radiancy,
Fading each ray of light as it pulses?
Why do we sous rature our honesty? —
Filtering it through the media's veil,
Fearing the release and the amnesty
We want, letting resignation prevail.
Why do we design newer deities
That deafen the voices that long to speak?
Why not relieve pressing anxieties
And articulate meaningful critiques?
There is no reason to be a minion
In the realm of persuasive dominion.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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The Beast Within
In all of us, a beast lays waiting,
in the dark part of our soul.
It waits in the shadows
to blacken out heart,
wanting us to do
its dark bidding here.
Some are over powered
by the beast within,
their dark deed are everywhere.
Others control its craving,
quelling its black thoughts,
leaving it locked in the dark, in which it dwells.
We have heard of the battles,
good vs. evil,
light vs. dark.
Therefore, we must be strong,
and never let it out,
that beast that lies within.
19 June 2007
poem by David Harris
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Death Pities
Oh fair without yet pitch within
Beauties outer cover hides the rot.
The skin pale so soft to touch, is ice.
The eyes deep, hold no warmth.
The rosy lips carmen red, smile
But it never reaches the soul.
For that you have sold too cheaply.
You are all for outward show, sick,
An empty vessel that holds no joy.
Your honeyed words cloy and poison
Corrupt the air and blacken the rose.
Death pities but cannot touch,
For you are already dead.
poem by Paul Brookes
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If the fire does not burn you the smoke will blacken you.
Venecia
She came to me, my tempting mistress of love, with words of seduction she aroused my curiosity of love that banished my guilt with butterflies that flutter and keep my heart company. The cherries of her lips with sweet words and that of blacken good-byes wish to embrace forbidden flames of passion. Her black magic that twists, turn, manipulates and struggle with truth of love that she denied.
Shackled truths of bitter hearts. Unforgiven truths of bright passions past. Death of truth, rebirth of deceit, hate of truth that lives inside me. The truth untold is a blacken pit of death. The truth killed me with a burning passion of none to desire. The truth settled in and destroyed the tormenting chaos that seemed mainstream of my heart. She hit me with devesting realities that flows in the meaning of the blackness of my mind.
The flames of hurt and pain that rings and echoes with scars that cross the vast galaxy of my heart. Twisted with a crazy kiss that is meant to bite and tear my soul as a man. She destroys men of angels. Kingdoms dropped and plead for redemption. Never again. Never again shall the truth have such a vast grasp against a mutant grudge.
My distempered unjudged loyalty shifted only to lay in the milky way of love that cures my demons. Am I crazy or just in love with the truth and the truth is her and she is my death.
poem by Melvyn Mohan
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As a matter of fact they'd blacken us down. I guess there's a reason that according to what the Caucasian wanted us to look like. He wanted us to look-if we were Black, then he had his idea of what we look like.
quote by Billy Eckstine
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Baby Done Got Some Soul
(jim clench)
Published by slalom publishing co. - bmi
Baby done got some soul, shes a fighter
Breakin my spine, but takin the time, to hit slowly
To rock my bones, till I got no feelin
Lord above, livin on love, do I know what Im doin
Get on, get on, get on, get on baby
Get on, get on, get on, get on baby
Baby done got some style, shes a hazer
Blacken my eyes, tellin me lies, gonna believe her
Dont put the world into motion
Shakin my tree, pushin on me, just tryin to please her
Get on, get on, get on, get on baby
Get on, get on, get on, get on baby
Get on, get on, get on, get on baby
And youll be there, God planted soul for two, me and you
Get on, get on, get on, get on baby
Get on, get on, get on, get on baby
Get on, get on, get on, get on baby
And youll be there, God planted soul for two, me and you
song performed by by April Wine
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A bird that you set free may be caught again, but a word that escapes your lips will not return.
Ghosting
Your influence will fuse with
an everlasting barrel of prayer
The tree that grows in your lungs
will blacken and fall to shreds
The animal of your past has
found its way back again
You travel in twos, you travel
back to the land of death
The Mask Of Light
the mask of light
under my face
my lips are sealed
see no evil
hear no evil
speak no evil
the touch of sand
under my fingers
covered by dust
my lips are sealed
see no evil
hear no evil
speak no evil
a grain of wisdom
under my skin
covered by years
see no evil
hear no evil
speak no evil
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Evil Mind
Crawling through age with your anger and rage
Hiding away from your past
Here in this time we ain't living in crime
You can not ignore our rules
Don't try to challenge our God
Cause he's got the strength that no man possess
Don't be a pain in his ass abandon your evil thoughts
I am a man who is send to your land
To defeatyour mighty one
I will bring darkness with honour and pride
Please tell your Lord to hide
Don't try to challenge our God
Cause he's got the strength that no man possess
Don't be a pain in his ass abandon your evil thoughts
He have to fight I will challenge he's might
And soon I will rule this world
Don't be to sure our God will not fall
He will destroy your black force
Don't try to challenge our God
Cause he's got the strength that no man possess
Don't be a pain in his ass abandon your evil thoughts
song performed by by Zonata
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Face my Face
i hate people who enter my life, believing that they have seen
me in the dark, knowing that they have lost my identity, like a
shadows of the crops, worn out in the field
i know only of myself that, when anybody talk about me,
my whole day would be empty, what makes you a real man, when
when everybody say that you have all the nice quality, when you
give them all the opportunity to be happy
yes, all is tainted with artificiality, though in every hearts, you know
where you should start, but your heart is already freaky then its easy
to escape reality, what dignity you possess, when you always
smile with fancy, forgetting that you are somebody in your
own self you are big as a tree
i would rather be nobody as long that people looks at me, as if
they meet someone beyond their capacity, i feel that i am in mess
when my friend knows that i am the best, all i need is the quest
to accept that life is empty, when i am greedy
i keep on wondering, when i feel that i am weak they are strong,
i always tend to see no more than to look back the things that makes
me sad, deep in my heart i believe, i can survive in the game of
life, their must be no sad
face to face i must face the clouds that blacken my day, the blood,
that taint my heart, the dress that tore my skin, the oneness of my
soul cleanse my whole self, to take the uncertainty of today, i must
take this moment to live, what meant to live as the day is
mourning, scratching my grave
do it now, for tomorrow maybe it will never come............
poem by Antonio Liao
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I Was, Once, Too Beautiful....
first there was a word
you listen carefully
it is uttered
it is not the word
but how beauty presents itself to you
it is awesome
then the word was gone
you have paid no attention to it
it is beauty that
strikes you
and wish some more to see it again
beauty parades itself in nudity
you fell in awesome silence
who can speak about it?
you are shut into a room of amazement
this wish to possess and hold and
not lose the grasp
but beauty does not belong to you
neither does it belong to anyone else
it escapes and then lost forever
time takes it
and time does not give it back
you mourn
but in the middle of your grief
you accept
i too was once
that beauty, so why should i grieve some more?
i too was that beauty
that never was once possessed by someone else
now it is not the grief
but that selfishness
and greed.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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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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