Monday, 26 April 2010

Nar...

There is a man, a solemn man,
who likes to raise the dead.
He tried to raise my dear old pa,
so I cut off his oversized head.

LOL...

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To me my love is precious.
I love her oh so well.
But when I caught her cheating,
I sent my love to hell.

We would walk through fields,
eating candy cane.
But she broke my heart,
and suffers eternal pain.
She lays amidst the fires,
where she will never rest.
I warned my love of my patience,
of which she should never test.
LOL. I made up the first stanza months ago. Then, as I was sitting on the computer, ywo days ago, I thought up the two last verses. Enjoy, or don't. Up to you.

Sunday, 25 April 2010

And in the end,
they don't know when,
but when it comes,
they will know then.
And if it don't,
they will, they won't.
They will not go,
they just won't know.

A random one about abolutely nothing.

Not about the author

My mind is a barren wasteland,
my body's a soulless respite.
Where feelings are crowded in others,
my heart is a thing filled with spite.
A bitter and twisted organ,
malicious and filled full of sin.
A maelstrom of terror and madness,
in my ears a lyrical din.
Now, to say I am not normal,
is like saying blood is not red.
For the world is surrounded by lunacy,
and in living all life's filled with dread.
A mixture of horror and loathing,
for all on this earth I am sure.
A plague on the souls of all humans,
a blight for which there is no cure.

Eternal Love

Love's lost, a soul
is taken. A family's
heart and mind is shaken.
Aking to life, death is
certain, a loved one
draws his final curtain.
From the dark into the
light, gone from day into
the night. Drawn into
the stars above. Family's
lost his eternal love.

Ode to someone special...

She light up the lives of so many.
Her friends not the least, I am sure.

She walks into a room,

and everyone's glad.

A smile on her face,

yet her expression demure.

Serene as the sea,

on a windless day.

Yet her will is a mountain

in getting her way.

Her kindness is infinite,

knowing no end.
All people are lucky,
to know her as friend.

Followers