Fear this:
Fire , burning and baking
barbed wire cutting
frying flaming hate
ground up glass swallowing the soul
the result is your wide eyed fear, and desearved dread
cringe and cry for me
dissapear and die for me
cause the never stopping enevitability
is emphasised by the totality of my twisted kai
don't dare dream , cause the nightmare that is me
will elude the dreamcatcher
to slip in the cracks of reality you call life
your tears , my pleasure
as my smile brings the bastard out of me
the promise of pain is my vow
i swear

It is good to hear from a new voice

welcome to df. interesting use of images and phrases in that poem.

i never asked you to fuck with me
i never asked you to make me your man
this was all a part of your plan
this long distance over water and wind type shit
this we ain't never gonna end type shit
this, my hearts gonna rend,
and i'm not sure if my soul will ever mend
and DAMN....this can't be the end type shit
what ever happened to those pipe dreams, those silent scenes
& talks of rings, me being your king
and other things that caused me to fiend
for the she, the we, the you and me
see
against my better judgement and common sense
i discarded the past tense
and life lessons learned long ago
about the ebbs and flows of life and love
the gentle tug that became a souless yank
a sadistic prank
that made something beautiful
dark and dank

and i should of known better, but those love letters
tethered a weathered soul
and made a beliver believe her, and need her
though all she was
was a deciver
a truth cleaver, a heart bleeder........soul reaver
and you don't ever wanna meet her,
cause the caustic combination of honey toungue and acid soul
fills her mold, and truth be told
its so eeeeasy to be sold
on the lies and disguise that seduce the eyes,
solicit sighs, and cause the demise of trusting guys
such as yours truley...and yeah she fooled me
so now my fight is to keep my heart
from becoming scarred and hard as granite
goddammit

you should of left me be, left me to me,
cause all that shit that was we, i wish would never be...
never be, nor ever been, but one day i'll mend
and until then.... i dunno
untill then.... shit
until then i just lend this paper my pen, think about you now and again
and send the hurt and pain to the spaces between the pages
and hope that the cages that cages my rage stays strong,
and i remain calm
cause before long
you'll just be the distance memory of a forgotten pain
a sad stain that slowly faded
and to keep me from becoming jaded,
and to keep you from becoming hated
on account of the shit previously stated,
and since this lovefor you has not yet abated
these feelings will just have to wait it out
cause for me this is no poem
this is my heart breakin
my soul shakin
the truth you've taken, the feelings you were fakin
and the mistake that i was makin
by ever becoming you man

hmm....nice, good images....

uh, on the first poem....that one real long line doesn't fit well (in my opinion)

i really liked the second, and i ain't a fan of rhyming, but you did it in a slam-poet style (sort of) and i like it.....um, i don't think the poem really gets itz voice until the second stanza....in fact, i think you can leave the first stanza out all together.....and i don't really like the last lines of the poem....from "cause for me this is no poem"....that, to me, made the poem in itself weaker....kinda of killed it

but i like your style, and your images are wonderful......

yes I loved it as well. It was good and well there were a few spots in it that kinda made me go huh? shake my head and read the line again, it still was very well done.

thank you.... i do slam alot, thats actually how i started writing, so most of my peices are slanted towards, and open mic/ slam type delivery, but i still like to get it down in concrete, and see how it looks time to time...

i like you better in the dark when i can't see you eyes
see the eyes reflect the soul
and your soul reflects pain
and your pain reflects me
of once was, and never will be
of memories never becoming anything more than an asterix on our journey through time
all we have is molded flesh & loveless passion
sweaty sheets & cries through the night
not enough to sustain life,
life that gathers two united against the world
we're just fighting the momentary solitary
that threatens to engulf us, here, now
so we turn to each other, cluthcing tight, not knowing that niether one could swim, so we both drown
born down by burdens bearing the stamps of of a loveless past
so the question remains,
do i ever want to be more than a midnight call
cause sometimes its easier to live the lie.......

hmm wow that one was awsome, I think it was my fav of yours so far.

i got demons inside me
just dying to break loose and loose hell on earth
and since birth
i've been bred to break bread with those who would do me harm
forgive my enemies and forget thier transgressisons
and weapons
raised against my soul
but now at 27 years old i wonder was it worth it

should i of ripped throats and rained rage in storms of fury
sold my soul to soulless pursuits of vengence
cause sometimes it seems the lord takes too long
i want toi lay down the law
lynching lives
sending heaven and hell new recruits
sometimes i feel like giving a fuck about feelings
and just being the bastard i was born to be
burying my conscious 6 feet deep
soaking my soul in keroseen to burn the world
so my fires will be felt, and for a brief flash you'll feel my pain
and sometimes i want to sell my soul to the highest bidder
so those that rely on me know what it's like to be dissappointed
sometimes i want to point people in the wrong direction
cause the weak and innocent harm
hurt hearts and destroy lives for a laugh
GATHER ALL MY STRENGTH AND RIP THE WORLD A WOUND
WHICH WOULD REAVE ALL LIFE FROM THIS FUCKING PLANET
dammit I got rage that's wandered the earth
fermented in fury and aged in anger
i got danger, dialing me 9-1-1
to hurry up and come to my senses and destroy the senseless
I TAKE DEEEEEEEEEP BREATHS OF BLOOD AND CHOKE ON LIFE
strife is my mantra
death holds my hymnbook
i got violence in my viens
that pumps hate to the hellish hordes in my heart
and sometimes my sanity is the only thing holding them back
and in this THANKLESS struggle
you better watch your words
and mute your mouth
cause you never know when I'll give into the darkenss
and let these legions loose
tonight I'm holding back harm
but tommorrow could be another story
I may decide to seek glory in gory details
i may decide to bathe in blood
and wade through tears
watch your soul suffer as my karma crumbles to dust
so when i start to bark
just back the fuck up before you get bit
hide in your hole and hold tight your loved ones
cause moments like these make me a short fuse
and I'm silently beggin, prayin, lookin for a spark
....
....
....
who's got matches?

hm wow that was disturbing-felt the rage and anger and pain though-those were loud and clear. well writen as well. good job.