Posts Tagged ‘ deep ’

Her, quiet distance

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I’m soul curious,
As to
What’s go’in on
Up there?

I can only imagine
The view.

I climb
And I climb,

But the clouds
I wish to lay on,
Shift deeper
Into the queue.

I’ve figured out
A couple patterns,

But regardless
What’s down
In the valley,
Is all controlled
By you.

You may be swayed
Wherever the roads
Are paved,
But you follow
What you find as true.

My only worry is,
It takes a while
To walk those steps,

I’d hate to see
Where your mind
wanders,
If your heart
Is askew.

In the land
Of black & white,

The emphasis
Of the sigh

Is but a
Pantomime,

(Further more)

The warmest color
is blue.

Aye

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Smoother you I will,
Entering
Deeper and deeper.
Still,
I need you
To Not move.
As i carve into
Your body
And thrill,
Every inch
Pulsating with power
Passionately
I drill,
Into you heart
Out through your soul
Love you
I will.

not so vain

natural

is difficult to be,

there is so many angles

that one can perceive,

on one side this is this

and on the other that can be,

very further & farther from the truth

yet we take what we see,

satisfy our sweet tooth

and let the sugar bleed,

over our throats

out from between the teeth,

wants satisfy what is of the moment

and what we think we need,

food for thought an after thought

what is given is considered as an option or something ment to be,

if something is hungry

does it default it as something deserving to feed?

if my blood can provide

should I be the one to leak,

how much do I give

if they wont stop milking from the teet,

one can use the hand to swat away

or further embrace the teething,

its odd one could be

soul thoughtful and giving,

when others wont do the same

evil meek and lame will not speak,

although fueling others

just the same I am weak,

I need I need I need

but my God wont let IT be…

The All Seeing Death

I can’t lie

 I’ve accepted,

The madness

That slowly incepted,

 There’s so much

 That I don’t wanna stress it,

So I unwrap

 Exhale

and injected,

 All the poisons

I thought

Would replenish,

 All my

inglorious

 Whip ins,

Hurting so bad

I Won’t stop

Till it finish,

Similar

To a terrorist

 mission,

 I’m so many man

And I need

 me A witness,

 O lord

There’s about to be

Some killings,

I can smell

the sweat

From the thick of the tension,

Here I am

Tickled

 in suspension…

a voice says

 This

ain’t your fight

Carry on,

To the

depths

Of the

Armageddon,

Bring all your

 guns

 This is going to be a

war,

Knifes need

to pierce quick

 Best sharpen up

your swords,

A bible

for a shield

And the weapon

is the word,

What is your

 bare fist

Going to do

against a swarm?,

 of Ice cold hearts

that Stand strong

Against

the warm,

Best

Turn up The heat

Limbs

need to be torn,

Against actions

 that laid back

With our oaths

that were sworn,

We need

a re-doing

Weve done been

Re born,

Because what we’ve been

stuck in

Aint

Cleaning up the source,

IT’s

 only fueling

And causing

more & more,

 Destruction

From the pure

 that’s already

been torn,

And what about

the child

That we’ve

already bore?,

It’s far

too late

For the simple

 to ignore,

 It’s either

do it right now

 Or

 mother fucker hit the floor…

In Your Dreams

Think things…

Believe them…

who can take it away?

when your playing pretend…

Doll,

I am

a mad man…

I just need

a little push

to get me off the deep end…

This is where

I can be my silliest,

but it has to be

in secret..

Not everyone

is privileged

to see

iT…

My feet in concrete

and I’m

sinkin’…

Saying things

in calculated contrary

to how you may be thinkin’…

so please,

push me away

!I NEED IT!

hide in the creep

we see the end

of the week

our hopes come out

disconnected we

go a million different places

wanting to be part of the

party that apparently

is being celebrated by everybody

the mushrooms has them seeing stars

and they’re going tunnel deep

hiding adult themes

into childish things

that we

better not speak

of or we will see

a deeper underlining

that will only creep

You Break IT, You Buy IT.

not always

is the customer always right,

and if you think your checks and balances are worth the  receipt

well then you must be in dire need of a fight,

there’s some things that you

just can’t put a label on or price,

no algorithm theory

of the beauty in the spirit or what is appealing to the eyes,

can match the stains and debt you leave

when you crush, because you break, you buy!