Loki Wyrd

I really enjoyed reading this piece. Thanks for sharing it.

Beware of Eddie White

Beware of him my son

For he travels with bad company

And carries with him a gun

He is a mean and little man

As many are you'll find

You're better off without his type

This you'll come to see in time

He shot a man on Main Street

In the darkness of the night

Like a coward and a villain

Is this Eddie White

There are many in this world, I fear

Of whom I would not have you meet

Sooner spit upon you standing there

And take the shoes right off your feet

But I would have you show compassion

And be kind through all your days

The world needs more goodness

More kindness, and more grace

I can not make you any promises

That your life shall treat you right

But if you lead a good one

You've already beaten Eddie White

 

 

I don't know where this came from, though I think I like it. I'm not satisfied with the final line though. Any suggestions?

Time

 

Time, you are my oldest friend

I watch your passing all day long

I miss the times that we've had

When I thought of nothing

But of the time I had

As the future met the past

I hoped the present would always last

And it has in its queer way

For here it is to this very day

And though things have changed and I have grown

I still hold within me the time of my own

 

 

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Looking Inward

 

Ghastly writings in my head

Wishing, hoping, I'll be dead

Empty body, empty soul

Looking for the pieces

Should they make me whole

Dreary nights of lonesome sleep

Days so bright they make me weep

Walking through my wakeful dream

All the world I watch

And strangers they all seem

Sitting quietly I fade

Immersed in this masquerade

Dancing to the weary tune

I stand in languor

I survey the room

Looking inward with my eyes

A gaze to penetrate my guise

I find myself walking around

My eyes work fine

But they're pointed down

 

 

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My Guiding Light

 

Light, would you please guide my way

And brighten up my darker days

I know not which way to turn

Should I work or should I learn

They'd like to feed me trash, I know

I'd rather not pay to go

And they would have me deep in debt

Before a professor I've even met

Of work it is a thing I dread

Idle nonsense to fill my head

Earning very little pay

Bringing an end to lazy days

My options are great, though I may only see a few

I must be sure to stop, and think things through

Though I have better things to do then plan

I know I must, and think I can

So off I go into my own

In this world I'm all alone

Which is why I turn to you

In hopes that you will help me through

I would like to see my way ahead

Here am I walking blind instead

Reaching out with awkward touch

I move about, but feel not much

But with a little light to see

I suppose you would be cheating me

I would not wonder, I would not shout

I would not take to stumbling about

I would simply walk in cue

Knowing what, but not why I do

Hehe, I think that must be where they go.

The first one I really liked. The second one had a nice wistful tone to it (if that makes sense)...overall not really my style though, but that's just me.

mwuahaha...I moved all my lonely posts to the top. Down with the man! =)

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The dark overlord is struck down by a mighty blow

The people all cheer for their hero

Meanwhile their hero is dismembered

He has encountered the retreating evil

They stand by and idly watch

Not daring to intervene on his behalf

The hero shall forever live on in our hearts

Let us learn from the mistakes we have made

The cynic speaks out, "We never do."

Why, oh why, do those words ring true?

 

 

 

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Sunshine and butterflies

Rainbows and flowers

I wonder if today

If today will bring rain showers

Rain in your hair

Rain in your eyes

Things walking the street

Things in disguise

Nothing to worry over

No need to fret

They'll be stealing away all the children

All the children you've met

Calm your pretty little head

Calm your mind

It's only a matter

Only a matter of time

They are coming

They come soon

To take you away

Away with the monsoon

The clouds begin to clear

The sky is blue once more

Now we can forget

Forget all that horror

The sun is shining

The birds sing

Too bad the children

The children are missing

No matter that

No more rainshowers

Only sunshine and butterflies

Rainbows and flowers

 

 

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I walk through a door

The warm air

Rushing through my hair

The sun shining bright

As if only it might

Silence cries out

My footsteps rout

Their rise and fall mount

It is drawing near

Bringing with it fear

Destroying all you hold dear

All one can do is run

Hiding away will not help

Stopping means you're done

Then it shall have your pelt

The door slams shut

Sound leaping off the walls

Life

Sitting in this room is anything but

Yet onwards time still crawls

The stink of its breath pervades

While those eyes invade

It will not stand for being disobeyed

Loving the smell of the afraid

Closer

It draws nigh

All one can do

All one can do is watch time pass by

Just wait

Just wait and cry

Nothing doing

Down to bed I lie

Never

It shan't overtake

Unless help you offer

And then your own bed you make

Only yourself do you forsake

But as it waits, lying next to you

All you can hope is that its power you shall take

Yield it as a sword

Bow down before you shall the hoard

To me m'lord

To me

Closer

It draws nigh

All one can do

All one can do is watch time pass by

Just wait

Just wait and cry

Nothing doing

Down to bed I lie

Raise your sword proud

Shout out to the crowd

Raising your voice loud

Look at the beast

Look at the beast you have cowed

 

 

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My head is spinning

And my feet are grinning

Walking along the avenue

 

Taking a step

Seeing how those before me have lept

All I can think to do is put on my baseball cap

 

Kicking at the debris

All of it in front of me

Eyes peer out the windows, but there's nothing to see

 

Upwards I move on

Still I have not gone

Worry not, it shall not be long

 

A stairway it is I traverse

A stairway to nowhere

As nowhere is my place in the universe

It's a stairway to nowhere

And along this path there's no need to rehearse

 

I swear I've been here before

I ask to myself, "What is there more?"

A question I quickly ignore

 

Over my shoulder I look

To me it is like opening a book

This one I gladly shelve away

 

I find myself thinking in rhyme

My heartbeat keeping the time

Giving myself quite a start when it jumps a line

 

Even with this to excite

I do not lose my sight

For upwards my eyes still turn

 

A stairway it is I traverse

A stairway to nowhere

As nowhere is my place in the universe

It's a stairway to nowhere

And along this path there's no need to rehearse

 

Fire and ice could not hide it away

Here such things hold no sway

Though fire burns and slip on ice you may

 

The clouds roll in

Lightning crashes without, thunder echoes within

I do all I can to withhold a grin

 

I step out into the void

Why should the unknown I avoid?

Nowhere holds possibilities one can not perceive

Whereas somewhere you know what you have to receive

The darkness so many fear

Shall forever more be here

 

A stairway it is I traverse

A stairway to nowhere

As nowhere is my place in the universe

It's a stairway to nowhere

And along this path there's no need to rehearse

 

 

 

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Come

To the darkness and brilliant light

Forever flashing in and out

Distances stretching into the horizon

As the unseen take on blocky shape

Come

Where the socks march in unison

A river of cold flows inward

Sounds dance across the walls

Your skin takes on shape and movement

Come

Where a thirst grows within

Fingers tear off dead flesh

Burn runs across you as a path walked

Regret cleverly disguises itself as sensation

Come

To the kingdom of the one who bleeds

Holding it in yet bringing it out

Strain is the companion of thee

The mark of the past has been left

Come

NOT DO, DO NOT

 

 

 

 

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As my eyes close a corridor opens anew

Paintings hang on a wall of shimmering light

Bearing a striking resemblance to all and none

Spiders climb the wall and I feel a sense of urgency

Danger approaches

In black and white it stalks its prey

Walking upright, with a bone club in hand

I open a door and stop within. Blood drips from the ceiling yet never hits the floor. The floor of white tiles welcome the mud I bring along on my shoes. Too long has it shone bright. Emptiness presides over this room and I move on. I walk through a door with a face of a clown painted upon it. Flames leap out, as if to grab me.

I close the door, backing away

I fall, only to be impaled upon a cross

Blood flows from my mouth, where words once escaped

Hiding feelings is no good, I find it's best simply not to have them. =)

Hills creeping along the stream

Blood gushing through the dams

Trees drinking it in

Roots grow deep

Wind blowing painfully

Grounds shifting in anxiety

Space being held in

The strenuous nature to explode

Furious, the creatures rise up

The skin hard in being broke

Razor slices cut deeper

Thoughts run amuck

What not to think about?

'Tis what we do rightly

Though rightly done is not

Better start in just time

Waiting to cry in fear

Sighing, skin joined as one is released

Forces unkindled to wrought sin

To beget future sorrow

Or present pleasure

Beautiful is the instigator

And sadly sitting conscious

Plunging into flesh

Tearing it assunder

To bring about plague

Into the outskirts fire reigns

Smoke pouring from the pores

Blood flowing through the towns

Swepts away are villagers

Swallowed in its hunger

All before it -- fallen

 

 

 

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With the rise of the sun

The darkness's end has come

Though shadows now lurk

They are not free to roam

Bound to the objects

To them which are home

But be wary

Watch your back

Or else the shadows

Will rise up and attack

The tendrils of darkness

Entwined around your limbs

To pull you out of the light

Don't let yourself forever be lost

I will not let you out of my sight

See now the sun?

I hope that even you,

With your clouded vision,

Can see its light shining through

Stop to appreciate all that is

The birds have begun to sing

Open up your ears

How can you not notice such a splendid thing?

The grass is still damp

Can you not feel the morning's dew,

The blades of grass between your toes?

If you don't open up I can't help you

Listen now

And this I would have you not forget

The shadows are bound to you

Not you to them if you don't let

Walk your path as you see fit

You are not to be led on by your shadow

Let the darkness own you

And life you shall not know

This was written a little while back. It was an attempt at writing something that would resemble song lyrics. I don't know that I like it.

 

 

Here I sit

Upon my bed

Thoughts surface,

Dance in my head

Lying awake

Wasting away

There are no mistakes

Just take me away

I can only take so much

Before I begin to crumble

Falling into the void

Into eternity shall I tumble

I try to sleep now in flame

Thinking not of the shame

But I still find myself

Lying awake

Wasting away

There are no mistakes

Just take me away

Looking around

What is it for?

Trying to be found

But afraid of opening that door

Why don't you come in?

Sit down, get to know sin

I'm hardly aware

Barely even here

Lying awake

Wasting away

There are no mistakes

Just take me away

My brain grows soggy

Stomach is queasy

Vision turns foggy

Life becomes so easy

What shall become of me?

Only given time shall we see

I try to climb higher

To see further

Reach deeper

Wield fire

Afraid to look down

Feet forgetting the ground

Making not a sound

But for now, I find myself

Lying awake

Wasting away

There are no mistakes

Just take me away

I've got nothing to live for

Nothing to lose

So what am I waiting for

No time to choose

Time shall continue

On its slanted path

The light shall renew

If only I hold fast

No reason to live

No love for me to give

Shall my memory live on

Long after I am gone

I have been lonely

I have been sad

But I am thankful

For all that I've had

I have no hate

I have no fear

Swallow my fate

My end is near

I'm going now

As I stand before you

Take my bow

I shall forever miss you

Better coming than going

All the knowledge lies before you

Yet some things are best not knowing

Wouldn't you agree?

Some stories are best left untold

Why else do you think you don't know me?

I'd like to think that

Things being as they are

Yet some things were

In fact, all that is

Don't lose sight of that

The important should not

Just live a little bit

Give it a try

I'm not saying there's no tomorrow

But everyone must die

Truth be told

It is better growing

Than it is growing old

But wrinkles in time

Writhe and squirm

Taking control of that

We often seek, we always yearn

What must be said

Fear choking, thoughts escaping

Let the seen be

Forgive that which is not right

Given time it just might

Love and let thyself be loved

If just for a moment

We are to be free

Vulnerable to the world

But still beautiful to me

 

 

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Regardless of the truth

Before me perception falters

Deliver to me sacrifices

Spill blood upon my altar

Needless are the ceremonies

Death is what I'm after

Bodies burning especially

Fill my dark heart with laughter

I am to be appeased

The torment shall be never ending

The hatred makes me pleased

Screams of terror

Music to my ears

The agony on their faces

Nearly brings me to tears

It's not that I am evil

I feast upon cruelty

And well fed am I by the people

Torture is as art

Something not appreciated by all

But being a creature of sophistication

I love that shit, no matter how small

So much in this world brings me joy

Beloved are the little things

Such as the loss of a little boy

It is no wonder

That there are so many things that get me off

People bring themselves torment

As if they believe there is not enough

Bring to me the sad

Bring to me the mad

My people all

They make me so glad

Suffering is such sweet sorrow

The spilling of blood is a cherished constant

It was here yesterday, is here today, and will be here tomorrow

It is fear, it is pain

Death and destruction

Right as rain

It is sorrow, it is hate

Greed and self-loathing

A perfect mate

I make humanity

I shake humanity

Obey me, and together we shall break humanity

 

 

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Of chess

I must confess

Game of skill,

Mind and will

Play it long

Write a song

Pick up a bong

Smoke a joint

Drink a beer

Going away

Anywhere but here

Change so drastic

From day to night

For the wicked

There is no respite

Just keep on trucking

Going nowhere fast

Reaching out

And looking past

I wouldn't dare

Having no one

No one being home

All is not well

Christ burns in hell

Struggle with the bonds

Tight as they are

Letting go is tough

But reason good enough

Leaving the ground

Flying high above the clouds

Pupils burning

Can't look down

Crumble, the buildings fall

The smell of burning flesh

Wafting through the Great Hall

Burn the false idols to dust

Let the people go with them

Live in the flame if they must

Make aclearing

Give me room

The sun still shines

Flowers bloom

I look out into the sea of eyes

Gazes turn away

Fear within lies

Sleep is to take me

Don't dare wake me

Perfect in my world of creation

All the designs of my decoration

Limited only by my imagination

I only started writing as a hobby a fairly short while ago, and I'm sure such will appear evident with the reading of my work. I wrote this about 2 or 3 weeks ago, and this time I was not under the influence of any substances.

 

 

Nothing ventured, nothing gained

Walking down this road of pain

Living in bittersweet agony

My life playing out in front of me

Soothing is the Siren's song

For I know now it shan't be long

Crash against the rocks of yore

Heavens crying out for more

Winter's kiss leaving frost

All is holy, all is lost

Springtime brings about the rain

Enveloping my soul in pain

Summer sun glares down

Nowhere am I to be found

Fall, the beginning of the end

Fences broken, no time to mend

Disheveled is the soul of mine

Look and listen, though you may never find

Charging down the hills of alabaster

Tumbling, stumbling, no closer to what I'm after

Sands engulf the body whole

Time corrodes the most brilliant of souls

Children wander to and fro

Knowing when, but not how to go

Singing, dancing in the halls

Walking through the leaves of fall

Brilliant colors everywhere

On the wind, in her stare

Comforting, her gentle gaze

All the nights, all the days

For starters, nice poem - I enjoyed it.

 

You sholuldn't put your writng down so much. I'm not sure if you're like me, but that would be my guess; I say thave a tendency to ut yself down as do I wth my work as well. For me doing this acts as a defense mechanism. We've been hard on ourselves, and are sure toinstill low expactation in those around uso that no1 hurt you through their harsh words. Especialy words that come from within your very soul

Wow, I really enjoyed this. Reminds me of some of the stupidity I put myself through this summer.

I feel power flowing from me

Letting go is such a release

Beautiful in its serenity

My world seems so small

Trapped within my soul

That which is not seems so real

I want to go off and explore

The world inside of me

Leaving behind only a worthless mass of flesh

Cold and lonely, unloved

Abandoned for hopes of something better

Something more

Living within your mind

A place of mystery

All secrets lain open to be revealed

The beauty parts way to the dark

A sickness grows within

Amongst the beauty is a cold place

Horrible to the touch

An eternity of sorrow

A place where hope does not exist

Where the weak are beaten

And the destitute spat upon

The touch of cold steel to flesh

Pleasure beyond words

From the sickness sprouts forth life

Vines entwining it

Hiding behind a drape of life

 

 

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I see all

All that is

All that has been

All that will be

As ghosts it all appears before me

Echoes through time

A receptive ear I offer

Stepping through the doorways

Those that are not

Pleasure or pain reaches to me

Immersing myself in that which is not mine

Feeling it with me

Surging throughout

Radiating from within

I feel that which is

That which is not

That which could be

I bring them forth

They are me

Would you care to come

Come and see

Don't be afraid

Of that you shouldn't see

And think of the others

The others that are looking at me