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Comment by Daniel on January 14, 2009 at 1:19pm

Your excitement is a drug
It courses through my veins
The electric force of a tug
Pulling in directions of new ways

Ego's tripping, flat footed
Just like all of the rest
My core continues hooded
Shielded in a place of rest

And yet you seek the twisted
Shield that must bust
revealing the beast thought bested
you desire dreams of lust

I respond in kind
little demon of mine
i seek your womanly fire
that i may be burned

preach to me oh temptress
show me the path
reveal me secrets
ill consider in the aftermath

as the smoke burns my breath
will i be introspective
as the smoke sears my breath
will i be respective?



Daniel Lute
This can be found in my blog posted today DON'T STEAL MY SHIT YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Comment by brittney on January 9, 2009 at 9:07pm

thank you!

Comment by Darian.Thunder.Storms. on January 1, 2009 at 11:44pm

brittney, i love your poem. it's very pretty and realistic. :)

Comment by brittney on December 31, 2008 at 11:31am

Break my heart once again, lift my soul from the wind
hold me high, let me go, let my spirit float alone
talk to me, tell me lies, tell the truth that lies inside
hold my hand, break my bones, release my soul to fly alone

one out of many poems i have, not the best but idc please comment

Comment by Darian.Thunder.Storms. on December 28, 2008 at 7:29pm

hanoverfiste, i just wanted to say that your poetry is beautiful. very discriptive and harmonic. :)

Comment by Hanoverfiste on November 15, 2008 at 8:16pm

Greed planted the seed that drove mankind to there knees.
The industrial revolution has made us believe that we need more an more products to suceed.
The land fills are full barges filled with filth set out to sea filling the land an water with its industrial disease.
Energy consumption is at an all time high were at an oil peak in are final demise.
Barrels after barrels they pump every day all the while the rich an the governments an corporations say its o.k.
Making products they say to better are lives in reality its just a rich mans lies.
As the smoke an pollution from the factory's fills the air we turn are heads as if not to care.
How long can we keep up this pace knowing all a long we are just living in so much industrial waste.
2008 ...Hanoverfist

Comment by Hanoverfiste on November 15, 2008 at 7:45pm

Sitting in a ring of stones I c lose my eyes for thee unknown as i center myself an reach out to see i see plains of baron waste lands dried up lakes an pestilence an diseases starving children with fly's all around men an woman wearing chemical suits tanks an guns make loud sounds. Death an destruction as planes fill the air dropping there messages of death an chemical warfare people lay dieing an melting away as city's crumble an start to decay. I 'm then surrounded in riots of people in the streets gas masks in hands rumble under there feet. As i gaze at the new city were gold, an silver,an species were sold an traded everyday a bright light fills the air as a mushroom cloud of warfare brings nothing but death, destruction, decay.Then i see shores of toxic waste wash us a away as this world slowly fades away air you can't breath , food you can't eat , crops you cannot grow people going wild an mayhem in the streets cars you cannot drive appliances you cannot use know more energy it has been abused. A world at war mushroom clouds fill the air as the final battle of man kind comes to an end I realize I should have stood up I should have made a stand. As i come back to my circle of stones It all comes to me we must stand up we must speek to be free..................................

Comment by a life of delirium on November 14, 2008 at 2:35am

So this is my first post but sometimes I just need to vent, don't be to harsh!! Warning - this may not make sense but here we go!!


Kill me Now
Make it Slow
Painful and Gross

Slice my Skin
Nick my Veins
Enjoy your Work
Enjoy my Pain

Let me Feel
Let me Scream
Oh Please!!
Kill me Slow
Then let me Bleed.

Comment by bloodrayne on November 12, 2008 at 11:59am

nice i like it johnathon

Comment by Hanoverfiste on November 12, 2008 at 8:11am

Looking back through the years entwined all the pain the suffering the abuse inside like sand in a hour glass each day went past i thought I was alone I thought I would not last.The anger, frustration ,the shame I felt inside left me with dead memories an death was by my side at the brink of destruction I thought I lost it all I was cold alone an shackled to a wall wearing a blue jump suit nowhere to go a camera starring down at me into my very soul I closed my eyes an a way i went five years on a mental ward an here I set looking back through the years entwined I'm glad I've finally found a peace of mind.......2001-2006

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