Alrighty, I have been writing lately and felt like sharing as people on other sites and whatnot like my poems. So I thought I would join in with the poem posting Hope you like A Book(Metaphor) We are a book Full of different characters But all related in some way We have conflicts, twists and turns A roller coaster through the pages Filled with thousands of words, ideas, thoughts The black ink on the page telling our stories Our laughter flipping the pages to the punch line Tear drops appearing on the page, writing the sad chapters When the book ends, so do we The coffin lowering down while the back cover flips over
For You The teardrops fall, Onto this paper As i sit here writing this letter My heart, my feelings, my thoughts All written down, just for you But in the end Nothing is explained, Nothing gets through It's just a piece of paper with scribbles to you And it is for you that these tears fall So now i must say goodbye, I'm sorry I didn't try
The Fates What happens when the want to live fades, and the need to end it all rises? They silently watch her struggle with the decision The Fates, play a cruel game. Testing the will of humans day by day
Poor Little Creature WARNING: This poem is slightly sadistic, don't read if you're disturbed easily Soft, furry, warm The blade slips easily underneath its fur Tearing and cutting away its hide Listening to it scream, Whilst It's still alive It's pain and suffering Makes me feel like whimpering But still i cut and cut Hoping to end the need Just like a slut It all ends with my hand bloodied with gore That poor little creature is no more
Another Graphic Poem. Dont read if you're disturbed easily Please Die, Slowly Your screams are pitiful Don't struggle It will just delay your death Give fear a lite cuddle Shut out your hopes Shut out your dreams The pain will continue Even while you scream I'll sew your eyes shut And scalp your head Dip your feet in boiling oil It won't stop until your dead Your agony warms my heart Splintering bones with a vice I'll let you rest a little while Deciding the next event with my dice My ears start ringing The screams make my head ache This was your soul, your life And it, from you, I will take
Another Graphic Poem The Feeding Your heart Your blood I want it I will get it The knife plunges Your sweet, metallic life force It flows through your chest Spattering the ground Drip Drop Drip Drop Drip Drop Drip Drop Now my motives change The blood put me in a daze Pulling the knife out I stab again, and again with a craze I cut again Making a large hole with a slash I thrust my hand into your chest And pull out your heart through the gash I watch your body fall to the ground While your heart's in my hand, beating One more glance at you, Then I commence my feeding
A Koala Cuddly, fuzzy, and soft A wonderful thing It's adorable ears Make my heart sing This Australian animal Although hard to find Eats high in a tree Out of sight, out of mind The koala is its name It spends all its time up in that tree The Eucalyptus, nothing else will it eat So the Koala eats and sleeps for free Oh, how they warm my soul This lovely animal o' mine One day I will have one And keep it till the end of time