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BELLSEveryone to the front, the bell is ringing
The sporadic click-clack-clacking of hole punchers
Leading the charge
The joyless screaming of students past their due
Reduced to whimpers as they hit the ground
Everyone to class, here come the teachers
Brandishing rulers sharp as whips
Each hit amputating limbs
Each slash sending another student
Everyone to the rear, the day is lost
Some have been taken
Some have been lost
Some have been forgotten
Such is the price of a day
Gone so terribly wrong
Just the TruthYou found me a stranger,
A man no more familiar to you,
Than you to him.
Time eroded boundaries,
Pushing you closer,
Creating bonds everlasting.
Feelings grew from the start,
Uncertainty warping logic,
Allowing Fear to conquer.
With loneliness sprouted dedication,
A fire burning within,
Conquering foolish doubts.
New meetings presented opportunity,
The truth delivering itself immaculately,
Reaping the reward of your love.
Through the burdens of the past,
Through the uncertainties of the future,
I just need you to stay.
UnlikelyBroken in spirit, broken in heart,
This shell of a man wanders alone.
Forgotten since birth,
Washed away in a modern waterfall.
Chasing an object of affection from the shadows,
Terrified of events unforeseen.
A mere pleb advancing on a heartbreaker,
Courters imagining his rejection.
Presenting love not with flashy gifts,
But with illustrious words from within.
Mended in spirit, mended in heart,
This man strides with purpose.
Noticed since he walked out his door,
Pulled up by the one 'out of his league.'
Chased by the object of his affections,
Thrilled by events past.
A worthy man approaching his affection,
Courters soured by their rejection.
Love presenting itself not with words,
But with a simple touch of the lips.
Art Trade: What We BecomeHouses divided by petty pains,
Words flying like daggers in the sun,
Cutting ties and ending lives with glee.
Nights stained crimson with the life of servants,
Stomach's turned yellow by dastardly deals,
Opening wounds forgotten by time.
Flames snuffed out with breaths of air,
Warming the living with borrowed strength,
Deceiving the brainless with false silence.
Houses united by hidden meetings,
Words flowing and intertwining in the moonlight,
Healing what is forgotten with glee.
Mornings painted with beauty,
Smiling faces destroying adversity,
Erasing the scarlet misfortune of olde.
Brought about by those who dared,
From minds forged in hate,
But tempered in love.
For the LostAll is shattered, a life without meaning.
Swear you didn't mean what was said,
Swear it was all a mistake.
Plead you would never leave,
Plead when I start to walk.
Cry when the room is empty,
Scream to specters of the past.
Collect your broken mind,
Sweep old memories under the rug.
Move on from your life,
Start anew from the ashes.
Forget your death with time,
As you become one of the Lost.
The DoctorThe Doctor is in she will see you now,
Step inside her bloody shop of health,
Trust the faceless cloaked in black.
Submit to her treatment,
Submit to the pain.
Peer into those hollow pits,
Wonder if she's even looking.
Coat your clothes in life's ink,
Struggle against her knife.
Drink what she delivers,
Feel yourself lose control.
The Plague is in she will see you now,
Observe the black coat stained red,
Hear the screams of thousands.
Submit to the mask,
Submit to the pain.
Stare into eyes of night,
Know she doesn't care.
Seal eyes coated in disease,
Lose yourself to the Plague.
NaPo #30: CLUELESSMysteries from the clueless
The blind leading the blind
A race to the finish
A concrete flag
Painted in red
Shots in the dark
A macabre painter's brush
Splashing vivid streaks
Upon the walls
Upon the ground
Displaying his masterpiece
For the world to see
PUPPETMy life is not my own
My life is one to give
My ears were stitched shut at birth
My tongue cut out at war
My hands and feet controlled by strings
Hung high in rafters above
A puppeteer willing me to sin
Willing me to kill
My life is not my own
My life is one controlled
My life cannot continue
My death is my only choice
NaPo #29: INTRODUCTIONSMy name is not
What you would expect
My name was not
Chosen by parents
My name has not
Been kind to many
My name will not
Bring pleasure to anyone
My name cannot
Cannot be helped
My name was created
My name has existed
In heinous forms
My name will exist
Until the end
Pleased to meet you
Between the LiesIt happened once, long ago
Or so it seems to me;
That we were strangers who didn't know
Who we were meant to be.
When our hearts collided
Our heads turned round,
Then we decided
It was love we found.
Our friends were snappy
And the road was rough,
But we were happy
Until you said enough.
It's back and forth,
Like turning tables.
We can't find North
And I'm unstable
My mind is slowly slipping,
It's falling from my grasp.
This heart is through with ripping
It's finally dealt it's last.
I'm trying hard not to care-
What pain is it when a rose dies?
But what we had was truly rare,
So I'm reading between the lies.
Soul SiblingsEvery day you love then leave,
this time just stay with me.
Together we can grieve
in silence that leaves bruises.
Our bodies are victims of the way,
the one we wage against each other
Gun and grins go together.
Let me in your smoky starlight soul
for once, let loose and lose control,
for once, forfeit the fake factory-made life
that you use as an excuse.
Let me in your hourglass mind
let me under your delicate skin.
Shoot my up your tender vein
I can be your savory sin.
We're a couple of worn down
washed out wanderers,
walking to greet the burning sun.
Walking to meet the pale-faced moon,
all while wishing
for the touch of a star.
Everyday you love then leave,
this time just stay with me.
Together we can leave
this decrepit place behind.
The Stars Belong to You. The Stars Belong to You.
When I look up at all of the stars laid out across a black forever, you are the one that comes to mind. You are but a black forever in the blink of an eye, holding your deepest secrets, my deepest secrets, behind the thin lids of your midnight eyes. You are as mysterious as the stars that lay just out of my grasp. You can keep secrets as well as I can, and that is the only reason I know as much as I do about you.
You and I are not so different, as you would like to believe. You don't think I can keep my secrets held deep within until I gasp for my last breath. The funny thing is, you think you can. We can fight this silent fight, holding out on each other, not revealing the true fear that we both are hiding. The thing is, we have a choice. We can fight together, or we can fight against each other along with the world around us. We could be a team. We could fight the world, if only one of us would cave first. I will divulge my deepest thought
Real for meIt's an amazing feeling that you give me when I see you
It's a pleasure just to hear you
Not to mention what I feel when I simply touch you
Just one of ways to say how much I love you
Little more emotions inside
Little more feelings to hide
But I'm gonna show you tonight
Open my heart with power of light
I don't need to tell you, don't need to explain
Just want to dance here with you under the pouring rain
How much beauty in your eyes right now I can see
How much warm from your body right now I can feel
It's our life, love, hate and place where we all live
Something what we have and something in what we believe
Eyes wide open so I can see something what's showing me
Why I'm alive, who I love and what keeps me here
This simple feeling or maybe it's in you what is making me free
Cause I know who I am, who you are and that we are real
Don't Stop"Every moment of light and dark in Life is a miracle." Tuomas Holopainen
I run and run and run and run
Through Hell as I'm seeking Heaven
I run and run towards the infinite
From nothing I rebuild,
Castles of sand and granite.
Never give in;
Eaten by daemons within.
Never give up;
There's always a new start.
Never look back;
The world will never react.
Never dare cry;
Without letting them try.
This world would surely lie.
Rot in pain, cursed hand.
Your words hurt me so
You've build castles of sand
In there to hide your woe.
The last power chord
The last line
The last symbol
We all whine.
"Don't stop believing!"
Among the Leaves... A White FlowerBy walking the fields I saw, not it... but her,
among the greens,
almost seen, almost hidden... a star
She wasn't the only flower there,
the fields were blossoming, spreading Spring,
but it seemed to me.
She wasn't the only flower there,
the fields were wandering lovers
but she as smiling for me.
A perfect little white flower
... he loves me... he loves me not... I sung.
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The Phantoms of the LibraryThe rustle of yellowed pages
Tales of life crafted through the ages
Symphonies of language and literature
Eyes feasting and mind thirsty
Thirst for knowledge is never quenched
Woven strings of forgotten lore
Though some see as a bore
Alluring whispers of wrinkled pages
Lithe fingers trail among the letters
The vice like grip of leather
Engrossing me, tugging at me like a tether
To linger and languish
To scream in anguish
Silent calls of the voices written
The tantalizing taste of the bitten
The musty, pungent odor of withering paper
Phantom hands slithering
Empty voids of time
Comical, humorous rhyme
Wooden beds cradling the soft spines
Water splotched pages
Mold crept the spines and l
Lost and FoundLost and Found
Here I am walking around aimlessly
Scars surround every part of my body
Lies are all that I seem to know
Tears no longer come out
Just the supreme silence
I walk for what seems to be forever
I lose the strength that I have to stand
I was done, I was done with trying
I wanted to sit and rot
But there you were
The flickering light in my hurt eyes
You came for me...came running
At this close to dead corpse
You whispered thoughts of hope- often true thoughts
It was never merely flattery, and overreacted words
Nor was it fake for secret intentions
It was honest, kind, true
You are the only one that makes me feel this way
Because you are the first one you found ME
I want desperately to say I love you my friend
You help in me in so many ways.
-March 2, 2012-
Learn About MeI am the man who they call Kiker
A man awash in accomplishments; unbreakable in mind and in spirit
Handling deadly hands with care. Fighting daggers of deceit with words of truth
Revealing Riddlers for who they are. Stealing the spotlight from the undeserving
Ending erroneous reigns fueled by childish fear; paint-slingers shot like it is an art
Painting pastel pictures splattered yet organized. Living skin as a canvas red with defeat
Soaring towards the sky the world is my plaything. A modern-day earth-scraper flowing like a ghost
I come to you a humble man ready to defeat what challenges you most. I intend to cripple the disease that has plagued you for so long
To terminate the blemish on your pride; rectify rectifications made false by time
I shall not be broken in mind or in spirit. While wiping clean other's reputations
Or ordaining a fear of responsibility in the selfish; watching weary men stumble into their "headstones"
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