Devil's Lair...
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Yeah... And this is my 100th reply and I'm DAMN PROUD OF IT TOO...Originally posted by DeadPoet:Still am, and I am damn proud of it.
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Dream fragments~~~
I was once thought of as a child.....
As a kid..... In a shell.....
With the dreams I indulged,
with a mind so fragile......
I'd once dreamt of myself......
With my feet which was swell...
With a heart which was well....
But now I can't see, I can't hear, I can't feel....
The child's crying in the night no more.... -
Haircut-
Mess. So deem wrong...
Don't feeling like a haircut,
feel something like a big mud.
Stress. Waiting for death..?
Don't feel like having my hair touched,
nor gel on it which dries up..
Clock. Telling us time...?
Don't feel like having my hair done,
it's sick but let my hair run...
Don't. Don't try.
Push..? Don't push me...
Don't touch me.
Don't ask.
I'm having a 'hang over'... -
Question anyone?
Put world in order,
in order to take world.
Spin it around,
take control...?
The world that is running,
losing its balance...
Yet when someone is talking,
the rest are just silence...
To give you the power.
To fulfill your greed.
To let you know that there's no other,
but you on the streets...
Just when you thought all's there,
it slowly breaks down...
Down to the last pieces...
Your knee's on the ground....
You grope the floor for moments,
you look at us in silence...
When the truth's revealed to you...
That had to be your last moment...
Though patience has waited,
but time has arrived...
Been watching your 'victory'...
Or was it just your favourite past time?
There you stood with questions..
But most for entertainments...
Though truth is just across streets,
you rather be at home - sleep? -
VERY DEEP -
Hi friend!
How do I talk to you?
How do I convince you..?
How do I convince you without letting you know...?
Faith...?
Hi friends!
How do I talk to you people...?
Can you listen to me please...?
Can you spare me some time...?
Can you spare me your minds....?
Hi strangers!
People on the streets...
People everywhere..
Guess you just ain't there...?
Where is your mind...?
Where have your souls gone to...?
What 'tricks' I have up my sleeve....?
But I've not even started....
Hi people!
People of Earth...
People in this world...
People everywhere...??
I wish to tell you something today...
Something IMPORTANT....
But I don't know where to start...
How really to end it....
Not that I've fully understand it...
Are you ready...?
Are you there....??
Breakfast...??
Okie... You quickly finish up your breakfast fast..... -
Originally posted by Devil1976:
......
In the name of [b]sex....
The days without sex...
Like bodies in rags...
Coldness & hunger....
Cravings which last....
The thoughts without facts....
Through muscles they grab...
Of minds with all sizes...
The sensations they lust....
The minds without maps...
Like distance, they stretched...
Through senses they proliferates...
An instance, they flashed....
A life without facts....
Indeed's a trap....
Sex without love....?
Emptiness it reflects....[/b] -
Hound
Corners' stay,
food for thoughts..
Thinks alot,
satisfaction so little..
Throw me some meat,
give me a steak...?
Lick on the bone...
Satisfaction...?
Love on me...
Dotes on me...
When you don't kick me..
I can feel your affection for me...
Lift my head,
you seems proud and tall...
Wiggle my tail,
it all seems raw and more...
Stick out my tongue,
you say I'm pure instinct...
instinct.. Is that all I need...?
Jumping around,
I don't know what to fight for...
Pounding on grounds,
Do I know what to look for...
For me my food...
Give me a life..
Give me my love...
What more can I ask for...? -
The Dead Skeleton
Buried. My dead skeleton.
Sneaking around, people who denies it.
Walk. On the streets, there's a clown.
Fidgetting his bones.. Quick, you should disguise it.
Weight. Sheets on my body.
Pressuring me, I shall lost it.
Shape. Upright I should walk.
On my pretty dress which defines it... -
Chicken Slaughters~
Feathers of the same bird,
mocks of the chickens...
Chickens of the farm side,
flocks, non-stop...
Slaughters of the chickens,
all over the places...
Catches of the fleeings of all the sizes...
Cook a decent meal.
Pack a handy snack.
Silence of the chickens...
RUN! DON'T SLICE US.... -
Cut by the BIG Sword...
Cut through of minds with razor-sharp teeth...
Weapon of excellence, polished it should be....
Through the ages of massacres,
the blood would rust the steel..
One which becomes heavy...
Awaits night of steal...
Through the swings of motions,
slience has been made...
The sharp great steel of moment...
Bygone like rotten plates... -
DARK CLOUDS~~
Fly beneath...
Suffocating... Among us.. Yet we can't see...
Thick.. We can't breathe...
Blinds us.. Its presence...
Suffocating...
Dark clouds...
Distort our minds...
Walking in circles..
Among people who breathes with it...
Produce more dark clouds of their own....
Choke.. Nowhere to hide...
We finds it... Wherever we see...
Wherever we seek..
Dreaded clouds... Pollutions...
You see mask on their faces...
Metal must have never felt so cold before you touch them...
Clouds... Cover your mouth... Cover your face...
No words from you... Or it could easily be your last...
Face... How long would it last..? What difference would it make...?
Light... A ray of 'hope'..? Among us...?
A bundle of it.... Yet...
Does it make any difference...?
Cold... -
Paradigm - My creation
Mins passed me by,
as I stood by this old tree.
Time. It has arrived to greet me.
As I looked in its face,
and thoughts...
Of the moments that I've pondered?
I stared... Unappreciately...
Of Quantum shifts,
the way God throws dices..
Of paradigms..
Pushed towards to the edge of the fallings...
Of a sanity joke.
A 'sensible' one?
Of the blinds within a chaotic world...
Struggles... That set itself to kill...
So calmly...
So gentle....
Of breaths.
Short.
Of minds.
Lost.
Towards the brightness ahead.
And the darkness within...
Falling prey to a system.
Failing miserably on ourselves...
Of muscians who try to play the pipe..
Through rusty dust...
Of time we've tried to capture.
'Productivity' on the rise.
Of works and all the workings...
Which cannot even fly?
Of me.
Of us.
Losing parts to ourselves...
Of the afraids...
Running...
Hiding...
Taking cover...
From 'bombing shells'...
Of the blood that has paid off..
At the expense of others..
Of the success and the GIANTS.
Building islands in the hovering skies...
Battles we've won.
Battles we've created.
Battles we claim to be afraid of...
Which are only claiming words through the minds of some of us...
I wished I could be standing by this tree as time would come and greets me...
But I have none to stand me by?
Yet alone with my laptop...
Just words and silent nights.... -
Within us
In my darkest hour, my Lord.
I pray to you to send us light.
To build us the strength & give us might.
To show us as devils and god alike.
To break forth the moment where all truth lies.
To greet us the vision that would make us cry.
Nonetheless, be forgiven likewise.
To march towards the land of brightness,
only guided by a dim torch of fire....
[/u] -
GATE WAY
"The cashless world, the cashless flows...
GONE are the memories of the cashless's flaws..
With all the money and papers thrown,
DOOM would be the day of the endless froze...
The aimless hunts, the mindless guns...
STRONG would be the hand which reaches beyond the fingers' run,
DONE would be the people who pin on FUNDs.
The dogs would bleed, the strays would run.
FUN would be the name of Satan.
PAIN would be the license for a bun.
COIN.. Watch which way it runs...
The night is young, the day no sun.
COLD would be the streets of hell...
FIGHT? It would be a WASTE of TIME..." -
Ghosts in a machine...
Tiny atom, tiny fit...
Tiny freedom, roams the streets...
Pray for me with energy,
Revive my feelings,
relief my wits...
Feel the night like rhythm and rhymes...
Dance our way through the moonless site...
Once our thoughts' through,
we won't deny...
The endless flowing of featured times..
Through the world of specials and non-comprehensive pictures,
Climb up our spines like marching soldiers...
Come, come and take over my senses...
Take over our visions and take over our lives...
Don't be afraid to fall and slide....
The ground is here for all to fly.... -
The Truth about Lies~
Beautifully synthesized...
To protect you from a world that goes blind...
Yet a thousand words spoken,
none can be like a single dime..
Where the colors and pictures fill you...
And the moments and creatures haunt you...
Only this portion which is buried...
Only this, it can help you...
For the second you dig yourself out of the grave..
You find yourself in hell...
Insanity which binds you...
Won't you wish you're dreaming...? -
Originally posted by Devil1976:
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[b]Metal blood
Metal blood...
Runs in veins....
Mecury... Cease the pain...
Heart is pumping...
Breathe in vain...
Adrenaline flowing...
Free the brain...
Hurt is befalling....
skin the lames....
Bit by bits of flesh & drains...
.
Black thick blood type.
fills the brain....
Sensual numbness..
Kills the sanes...
"if pain can be written in more than one language, it'll have to be poetry...." - A Devil[/b] -
FROZEN
Sweats.. Take on HEAT...
Where we're left...
BEADS...
SCARED. The moment the night turns on us.
The COLD ICE surrounds my arse...
NAKED. FROZEN.
DRIP. Not a sweat.
Just a thought.
Not a desire.
FEED. Not an animal.
Not a soul.
Just a single mindset.
Straight, they crawl on me...
On my back...
Tinkles my sensations...
Already NUMBED.
TOUCH. HEAT.
I HAD LONGED FOR?
Returned by IRONY TREATMENTS...
I CAN'T UNDERSTAND.
CAN'T BREATHE.
DEATH.
COME VISIT ME SOON.
I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE.
CRACKS. TEARS.
My skin.
My spirit.
My soul.
NEVER had I felt anything SO DEEP INSIDE of me.
EYES. DRIED.
Tears. I don't need you anymore.
In a new world I'm going.
New heights.
New inspirations.
SLOWING I SWALLOWS YOU...?
My THOUGHTS.
FROZEN.
GIVE me a NEW MIND.
TURN ME,
GIVE ME A NEW DEGREE. -
Blind
If you are blind, then who am I?
A pair of eyes which can't gain sight...
Through ears and 'feels'...
A pair of hands...
Who has been speaking to me...?
Light...
Of all my thoughts,
my frontline's lost...
In the name of victory...
'Blind'...
If you can share your thoughts with mine,
the world we live in...
Hypothesized.... -
Originally posted by Devil1976:
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Act Normal
With your fangs,
& your jaws...
With your brains,
& your claws...
What you shouldn't be...?
Something normal....
In your breed,
& their flaws...
In this world,
we defrost...
And their 'kicks'...?
Something abnormal....
In the cradle,
that we rock....
As we sleep...
And we walk....
Do you think you'll be accepted just as yet?
Stop [b]pretending to be normal....[/b] -
Originally posted by Devil1976:
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[b]Sneaking Devil...
Power, sneak, steal... Wind of a devil....
Understand. Still of a devil....
Agony. Pain. Fear. Awaken of a devil....
Acceptance.... Fallen of a devil...
Change. Roamed. Skinned. Fix of a devil.
Wings - strength of a devil...
Flocked. Mocked. Fist. Revenge of a devil.
Anger. Attempts of a devil....
Seek. Learn. Still. The birth of a devil....
The death of all.... The death of a devil....
[/b] -
......Originally posted by Devil1976:Take wings & I shall fly....
"Take wings & I shall fly...
To a world in a beautiful sky...
Where I soar high beneath the tiny eyes...
Take wings.. Take flight....
Take wings & I shall not hide....
Between you & me, in fact I....
Take wings & I shall see....
The world... So bright....
Take wings... Tiny lights...
Glimmer of hopes flickering...
I looked at them, bewildered...
How tall am I....?
Take wings where freedom lies...
In a far away distance,
across a far away ocean....
Take wings,
Cries... Lies....
The truth denies....." -
Blind Man's Car.
He walks on stick,
and moves his feet..
In a direction he finds delight...
Through steady pace,
and answered grace,
he roams his world of darkness...
As a strong man he is,
he soon took the lead,
to stand straight in his bewildered world...
His guiding wand,
the pole of fun,
waves magic in the air...
The sounds..
His feats...
His fears DEFEATED...
One step ahead of time...
Yet metal kills,
the ride from hell...
So easily broke his fiddle....
The night would come...
No light for some....
The eternal land of darkness...
It all seems RAW...
For the BOLD and TALL,
how 'control' mocks our MISERY...
So thy shall wait,
Though some found waste...
For morning sun to come...
Where birds would sing,
and roses pink...
On grave of beauty's freedom.... -
-Dead-
Along came misery,
filling up my eyes..
Tears, fears...
My face buried in my hands of wreckery....
Wandered to this building above the world beneath my feet...
Wondered... About the 'heaven' above us...
Blurrish vision which fails to calm my heart,
COLD is this moment distal from the WORLD...
Step by step, I took by my feet...
Day by day, I tried to forget...
Of this dream casted into nightmares by spells..
Spells of which used to mystify me...
And yet as I walk I can no longer help..
But to walk quickly as to flee...
Free from this world and beyond the shadows of my own...
Boundaries that lives to cage me...
Yet I know if I walk long enough...
All my tears, I shall leave behind me...
Then this leaf that dances before me...
In this spring which finally arrives to greet me...
And that warmth which radiates from your smile...
Beyond hopes, you deeply hold me...
And you so gladly reached out your hand...
Like a candle in my snowy land...
Though I can't make out what I've done to deserve this...
I just wish.... And hunger for your touch....
By this night, I slowly reach for you...
May the stars guide us throughout this path...
With your hand, I led you by the stream...
Of this tear, which I'll see once again...
From the sky, my tear has arrived...
On your cheek, it has cheated on mine...
Misery... Once again filled my eyes...
Tears and fears, rushes back once again...
With my hands, buried deep down beyond....
And my face, only a picture remains...
Oh my life, how I've gave up on you...?
Oh my love, I'm so sorry for you....
If only, I knew how selfish I was...
And yet this day,
what choices would remain...? -
PATH - DUALISM.
EDGE of Life. I have gain Mastery of ALL THINGS.
YOU TOOK ME. SWORD in my RIBS.
It BURNS ME, BUT you FREE ME.
YOU HELPED ME? ATTAIN to the NEXT LEVEL or SIMPLY DISPERSE into THIN AIR.
YOU MOVED ME. With that TWIST of YOUR WEAPON.
You GUIDED ME. To YOUR KINGDOM.
I do not wish.
No I do not wish to enter.
But I LONGED for this day to MEET YOU.
The 'CREATURE' WHO has CREATED ME...?