Unobtrusive Sobriquet
I am-
A rusting vessel,
A chipped tooth,
A decrepit establishment
A bent merriment
I am-
A screeching tire,
A fragmented glass,
A jagged pass,
A blue flame of one’s ire
I am-
A marred moth of impeded flight,
A maimed snake of sluggish slither
A clangor of feigned laughter
A dead sea
I am-
A filth of the sewers,
A desolation by the December wind,
A discarded dream, deferred escalation
A coiled limerence, speeding descent
I am-
A thorn amongst the coy gardens,
A dark portion of a cloud in the heavens,
A silenced roar in the feral jungle,
A flawed man rejected by all angles.
poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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Dyes Cast
Each night
As he drops his head
To the deep dream
Of the dark bed,
A shape beckons him
Wellaway
From the starlight
And the dim day.
A mare
Black as a spade, calls
From the dark hill
As the wind falls,
The reeds mutter
The night is black
As he leaps blind
To the mare’s back.
Then like the roar
Of an ill wind
Or a black flame
From the devil’s kiln,
The mare speeds
To the night’s work
By the old mill
And the dark Kirk.
Shapes flutter
And leap alight
Before they sputter
And, out of sight
Disport and mutter
Of black arts
To see the mare
And the rider pass.
Hour on hour
He clings to scenes
Of dark images,
Wild dreams
And chance friends
From the dead past
In the grim haunts
Of dyes cast.
His face burns
And tears stream
In the long night
Of the dark dream,
He clings grim
To the mare’s back
For his soul’s sake
And a long lack.
The day brinks
At night’s mist;
‘There may be nothing
More than this, ’
The mare fades
From his wide eyes –
But the thoughts bide,
And the old lies.
‘There may be nothing
More than this! ’
And his mind seeks
The mare, the mist;
‘There may be nought
But the dead past,
And the dark haunts
Of dyes cast.’
27 December 1978
poem by David Lewis Paget
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I guess I just prefer to see the dark side of things. The glass is always half empty. And cracked. And I just cut my lip on it. And chipped a tooth.
quote by Janeane Garofalo
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Be a Man
i leave my pain on leaves,
torn edges
tears
that turn to diamond
in the cold
i leave my pain on window glass
tinged red
kalidascope
i leave my pain on whispers breath
the wind sweeps dust to form
a tooth
to bite thru truth and justice to
rip
thru understanding
i leave my pain in puddles
murky grey and wet
the ripples can't reflect the fear
obscured the light denied
i leave my pain in alleyways
rubbish filth and spoil
rapt
tightly coiled poised to strike
a snake rests in my skull
all venom and no reason
a fired bullet forward
searching
hunting for
a target
a tiger growls in my guts
ready to tear out flesh and smile
poem by Jamie Dewyer
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Desperate Angel...
Desperate Angel...
In a starry night sky I take flight,
My powerful wings carry my ever higher,
Seeking the entrance to heavens gates,
Desperately I search for Nirvana's entrance,
Becoming more desperate with each passing breath,
Speeding recklessly across the night sky,
The cold wind biting against my naked flesh,
Yet my frantic search brings naught but frustration,
Desperate and alone my wings fail me,
Silently my rapid descent has begun,
As I fall the wind in my ears screams, FAILURE!
In my rapid descent a tear spills from my eye,
The nothingness that fills my heart too much to take,
Finally this destruction shall bring an end,
To the hell that has become my existence...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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The Slither
1
slither here and slither their
he slides and glides every where
when he hississ the enemy pissess
with an unsteady zig zizga motion
where ever he goes he makes a comotion
2
slither slither come hither like a snake on his belly he movess
making his trackes on the surface of the moon
he is not an ordinary man this creature
he on the canvass of life paints his own feature
3
slither slither come to me
you are not yet as smart as you could be
respnosible for mans fall from grace
gliding thru the desert at his own pace
your ungainly walk is a silght to behold
you have so many stories which are untold
4
slither slither come hither
as he walks towrds an unknwon path
some times not even taking a bath
lord shivs's mala he becomes
the enemey shudders when he comes
5
slither slither come hither
in day and in night he trods a path unseen
as if for a morning walk he has been
he is the one who persuded eve to eat the fruit
he was involved in adam and eves dimise
he is the symbol of lucifier
6
slither slither come hither
gliding on the hevens gate
he is the one who gave adam the bait
he is the symobl of eveil and distrction
but with out him the biblical stories are incomplete
7
slither slither come hither
his venom so lithal his skin so slippery
it's difficult to hold him as he whisks away
using the night as his shield and armour as his day
8
slither sliter come hither
if you love him he can be your friend
but if you disturb him you just might meet your end
he rests in the shades for a while
moving around only in the dead of night
he will give any enemy a mighty fight
9
slither slithe come hither
some worship him like a demigod
some feed him milk with out a secod thought
he is unpridictable when disturbed
fighting tooth and nail to save his turf
10
slither slither come hither
he adorn the head of madusaa the gorgan woman
who could turn mortals into stone with a single gaze
he moves around in shrubs and maze
they are the interpreters of heavens words on earth
sheeding their skin as if taking a re birth
11
slither slither come hither
symbols of firtility in some cultures they become
some regard them as the symbo ofl wisdom
some say they have aphrodisiac qualities
they are prevelant in evey cultural myth
12
slither slither come hither
walk with me this is no time to dither
constantly the devils companion
you find them in back yards and in holes
people pull them out with pointy poles
if they bite you, you are in trouble
some come with heads that are doublel
come hither come hither my slither....................................
poem by Anuj Tikku
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Jungle Bill
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
But nobodys blue is brighter
Than the blue in my baby tonight
A man is a snake in the autumn
Maybe dew [baby-do] is making him wretch
Oh man was it dark in the jungle
His heart is an empty fretch [thretch? ]
A man is a duck in the jungle
Whos lost in the big bamboo
Snake jumps out of the fire
And its cryin [goin] for baby-do
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun was a hell of a light
Oh man Im gonna have my ice cold
Baby-do is out of sight
Im in danger
In your jungle
Im a stranger
Land of mambo
Cause what you do
Must be voodoo
Im in danger
Oh baby-do
[repeat all and chorus]
song performed by by Yello
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Jungle Bill
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
But nobodys blue is brighter
Than the blue in my baby tonight
A man is a snake in the autumn
Maybe dew [baby-do] is making him wretch
Oh man was it dark in the jungle
His heart is an empty fretch [thretch? ]
A man is a duck in the jungle
Whos lost in the big bamboo
Snake jumps out of the fire
And its cryin [goin] for baby-do
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun was a hell of a light
Oh man Im gonna have my ice cold
Baby-do is out of sight
Im in danger
In your jungle
Im a stranger
Land of mambo
Cause what you do
Must be voodoo
Im in danger
Oh baby-do
[repeat all and chorus]
song performed by by Yello
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The Dark Belongs to the Feral Ones
A lone assistant, an all-night stand
Somebody's daughters and somebody's sons
Flash of a blade behind a door
The dark belongs to the feral ones
Mayhem & menace, muggings & fear
Somebody's daughters and somebody's sons
Drugs and litter and fights, and beer
The dark belongs to the feral ones
Boots that stamp on a victim's face
Somebody's daughters and somebody's sons
Is it the fault of blood, or place?
The dark belongs to the feral ones
Gym-slip bride in her council flat
Somebody's daughters and somebody 's sons
She's the local hoodies' welcome mat
The dark belongs to the feral ones
Speed and jellies and hash and smack
Somebody's daughters and somebody's sons
Dealers in playgrounds pushing crack
The dark belongs to the feral ones
Gangs, graffiti and poxed-up sex
Somebody's daughters and somebody's sons
Smash society..clear its decks
The dark belongs to the feral ones
poem by Sheena Blackhall
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Jungle Bell
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
But nobody's blue is brighter
Than the blue in my baby tonight
A man is a snake in the autumn
Maybe dew is making him wretch
Oh man was it dark in the jungle
His heart is an empty fretch
A man is a duck in the jungle
Who's lost in the big bamboo
Snake jumps out of the fire
And it's cryin' for baby-do
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun was a hell of a light
Oh man I'm gonna have my ice cold
Baby-do is out of sight
I'm in danger
In your jungle
I'm a stranger
Land of Mambo
Cause what you do
Must be voodoo
I'm in danger
Oh baby-do
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
And nobody's blue is brighter
Than the blue in my baby tonight
A man is a snake in the fire
His heart is an empty fritch
A man is afraid of the jungle
Baby-do is a hell of a witch
A man is a cock in the jungle
He's lost in the big bam boom
The snake jumps out of the fire
And it's cryin' for baby-do
The moon is a drop in the black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
A man who might have my ice cold
Baby-do is shakin' its might
I'm in danger
In your jungle
I'm a stranger
Land of Mambo
'Cause what you do
Must be voodoo
I'm in danger
Oh baby-do
song performed by by Yello
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Jungle Bell
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
But nobody's blue is brighter
Than the blue in my baby tonight
A man is a snake in the autumn
Maybe dew is making him wretch
Oh man was it dark in the jungle
His heart is an empty fretch
A man is a duck in the jungle
Who's lost in the big bamboo
Snake jumps out of the fire
And it's cryin' for baby-do
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun was a hell of a light
Oh man I'm gonna have my ice cold
Baby-do is out of sight
I'm in danger
In your jungle
I'm a stranger
Land of Mambo
Cause what you do
Must be voodoo
I'm in danger
Oh baby-do
The moon is a drop in a black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
And nobody's blue is brighter
Than the blue in my baby tonight
A man is a snake in the fire
His heart is an empty fritch
A man is afraid of the jungle
Baby-do is a hell of a witch
A man is a cock in the jungle
He's lost in the big bam boom
The snake jumps out of the fire
And it's cryin' for baby-do
The moon is a drop in the black hole
The sun is a hell of a light
A man who might have my ice cold
Baby-do is shakin' its might
I'm in danger
In your jungle
I'm a stranger
Land of Mambo
'Cause what you do
Must be voodoo
I'm in danger
Oh baby-do
song performed by by Yello
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Fire-Caught
The gold moth did not love him
So, gorgeous, she flew away.
But the gray moth circled the flame
Until the break of day.
And then, with wings like a dead desire,
She fell, fire-caught, into the flame.
poem by Langston Hughes
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Great Leap Forward
I jumped up like Apollo
Crash landed on my feet
The sun shot like a laser through my brain
A little death had woken up
And put a curse on me
But I knew that that I'd be coming back again
Inspiration, across the nation
There's a poverty of expectation
All I got to do was move ahead
It's a blue sky
It's a while cloud
It's a flame
It's a blue sky
White cloud
Burning flame
I shot back to the mirror
There was nothing left to see
But a phantom with his heartbeat deep inside
I could feel the dust of ages
They were blowing back at me
But I knew that I was born to get it right
Everybody take the great leap forward
Everybody knows the mysteries at hand
If you've been praying all those sweet days for this
Don't you know there is a whole different plan
Sometimes I hear the madman calling
He talks about some dark eternal place
I've been waiting all my lifetime for this moment
And now I've got to find some other ways
One touch ignites this eagle
One kiss for heavens view
I need the flame so I can feel alive
You can tell my little brother
No requiem for me
I knew that I was born to make this flight
Inspiration across the nation
There's a poverty of expectation
All I got to do was move ahead
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Moth To A Flame
(s. kipner/p. bliss)
Here again drawn like a moth to a flame
An invisible force pulling me close to you
I cant break free
Theres some kind of hold over me
Like a magnet, you attract me like steel
Im a kamikaze pilot, its a one-way flight
Getting to you is getting to me
Must be lack of oxygen
Im a do or die fanatic, no rationale
Cause anyone else could tell
You dont stand a snowballs chance in hell
Moth to a flame
A fatal attraction
Im flying too close to the sun
Sooner or later, youre gonna get burned
Moth to a flame
A lethal reaction
Im loving you under the gun
Its just a matter of time before I get
Over my head in your quicksand bed
The more I struggle the more Im sucked in
Here again drawn like a moth to a flame
An invisible force pulling me close to you
Im a kamikaze pilot, its a one-way flight
Getting to you is getting to me
Must be lack of oxygen
Im a do or die fanatic, no rationale
Cause anyone else could tell
You dont stand a snowballs chance in hell
Moth to a flame
A fatal attraction
Im flying too close to the sun
Sooner or later, youre gonna get burned
Moth to a flame
A lethal reaction
Im loving you under the gun
Its just a matter of time before I get burned
Moth to a flame
A fatal attraction
Im flying too close to the sun
Sooner or later, youre gonna get burned
Moth to a flame
A lethal reaction
Im loving you under the gun
Its just a matter of time
Moth to a flame
Missing you in action
Im flying too close to the sun
Sooner or later, youre gonna get burned
Moth to a flame
A lethal reaction
Im loving you under the gun
Its just a matter of time
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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I Forgot How to Do It
There's a storm brewing,
And a moth in the ceiling
And there's a man blatantly rusting
Encrusting with cobwebs, chipped and jagged
By the corner siphoned of salvation
No God to talk to, kneading for redemption
Talk to the man with a lion for a head
Or the colossal mandrill, sagacious king
No orphan nor dream, nothing could redeem
The crevasse that cleaved
Now, asunder. Now, leave.
Forlorn child, where should a soul reside?
No body too scarce,
When you rest beneath these scars
And live without breathing
Or breathe without living
The phantom vanished from the masquerade
What haunts with the undertow?
Morsels of bereavement
Will lacerate the lungs in billows
Asphyxiate in gallows
Breathe, synthetic. Breathe, asthenic.
Then take a pen and a palette
For a heart and soul instead
Steadfast your quavering hands
Vehement to spin the roulette
Sturdy as those of the clock
Or the ship bludgeoning by the dock
Let it succumb all you cannot swallow
When you forgot how to do it,
There's another piece of bliss
Perhaps you can borrow
Quit, all too narrow. Quit, perhaps tomorrow.
poem by Norman Santos
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Simile's Candid Mirror
like a blazing gold leaf
clinging to the autumn tree
like a tarnished diamond
amidst jagged glass
like a punctured tire
gasping for air
like a lamp
with a burned out bulb
like a flashlight
with dead batteries
like a fountain
with no youth
like rusted pennies
with no wishes
like a sink
with no dishes
like super glue
with nothing to hold together
the leaf falls flat on a dark, cheapened ground, old
and hopeless, and hungry
and apart.
poem by Jacob Erincilberto
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Great Leap Forwards
I jumped up like apollo
Crash landed on my feet
The sun shot like a laser through my brain
A little death had woken up
And put a curse on me
But I knew that that Id be coming back again
Inspiration, across the nation
Theres a poverty of expectation
All I got to do was move ahead
Its a blue sky
Its a while cloud
Its a flame
Its a blue sky
White cloud
Burning flame
I shot back to the mirror
There was nothing left to see
But a phantom with his heartbeat deep inside
I could feel the dust of ages
They were blowing back at me
But I knew that I was born to get it right
Everybody take the great leap forward
Everybody knows the mysteries at hand
If youve been praying all those sweet days for this
Dont you know there is a whole different plan
Sometimes I hear the madman calling
He talks about some dark eternal place
Ive been waiting all my lifetime for this moment
And now Ive got to find some other ways
One touch ignites this eagle
One kiss for heavens view
I need the flame so I can feel alive
You can tell my little brother
No requiem for me
I knew that I was born to make this flight
Inspiration across the nation
Theres a poverty of expectation
All I got to do was move ahead
Written by : kerr/burchill reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Whats Become Of The Baby
Waves of violet go crashing and laughing
The rainbow winged singing birds fly round the sun
Sun bells rain down in a liquid profusion
Mermaids on porpoises draw up the dawn
Whats become of the baby this cold december morning?
Songbirds frozen in their flight
Drifting to the earth, remnants of forgotten dreaming
Dawning answer comes there none.
Go to sleep you child, dream of never-ending always
Panes of crystal ice sparkle like waterfalls
Lighting the polished ice caverns of the dawn,
But where in the looking-glass fields of illusion
Wandered the child who was perfect as the dawn?
Whats become of the baby this cold december morning?
Whats become of the baby this cold december morning?
Racing in rhythm of the sun
All the world revolves captured in the eye of woman
Allah, where are you now?
All eyes are blinded by the sparkling waters
Scheherazade gathering stories to tell
But where is the child who played with the sunshines?
And chased the cloud shape to the regions of mind?
Standing stream cries the south wind
Lost in the regions of
Shadow-like chains of illusion, delusions of living and dead.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Demon Speeding
Hey, do ya love me. Im untouchable darkness
A dirty black river to get you through this
Hey, do ya love me Im a devil machine
(hey do ya love me Im a devil machine)
Get into my world all american dream
In the mouth of madness
Down in the darkness
No more tomorrow
Down in the hollow
Hey do ya love it when the kids are screaming
Wrecking on the road violate their dreaming
Hey, do ya love to see the filth in the clean
(hey do ya love to see the filth in the clean)
Get into the gone all american dream
In the mouth of madness
Down in the darkness
No more tomorrow
Down in the hollow
Im demon speeding
Im demon speeding
Im demon speeding
Im demon speeding
Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on come alive
Hey, do ya love me elevating the madness
(hey, do ya love me elevating the madness)
A super death rising to get you through this
(a super death rising to get you through this)
Hey, do ya love me like a beautiful fiend
Get into my world all american dream
song performed by by Rob Zombie
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Fatally Flawed
Ive become fatally flawed. Like the writing on the prison wall. Forever suppose to walk in failure chin up, and smiling. I feel like dying. I've become so fatally flawed. I feel like its just beneath the skin. An abomination. Please someone i need some intervention. Because I've become so fatally flawed. Every bodies going to the ball. But you just not invited. Like you got a contagious cancer. Its never an easy answer. But I've become flawed. In a depression that continuously spinning. Is this life really worth living. Just make it all go away. I want to feel everything's okay. Because Ive become fatally flawed. My souls dead but my body still moves. Ive become fatally flawed. I'm already dead to you.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Soror Tua
For the statue of Lorenzetti, in the Venice Exhibition, 1887, representing a chained and recumbent figure larger than life; who, if she broke the silence of her misery, might speak thus:--
Ye that pass by, come near and look on me;
I am despised, rejected and out-thrust;
My garments are acquainted with the dust,
My soul is bosom-mate of misery.
Come near and look upon me, sons of men.
Would I were dead; yea, peace is with the dead,
The dead are happy, having no desire.
I rise and fall, and rise and fall again,
Something is in me, famishing for bread,
Baffled and unappeasable as fire.
Woe, woe is me, I tire and may not tire!
Eternal strength in weariness is mine.
Raise me, I call. Come nearer, I am thine.
What? Knowest thou not thy sister? I am she.
poem by Arthur Symons
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