Somthing I alwasys had fun with, so starting a thread for Poems.
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Demons:
Were you unwanted
Were you unloved
Was it lack of money
Was it lack of faith
Were you to Fat
or Maybe too thin
The demons come to you they won't let you Win
They come in a bottle
They come in the powder
they come in the needle you shoot into your arm
You may Lie, You may Cheat
The demons you try and try to Beat
So you judge me, on my size
By those dark circles under my eyes
You snicker you laugh and you stare
You have no idea of My demons
Nor do you care
I am weak, I think I can not win
The Demons they haunt me from within
You can not help me, tho you may try
I will somehow alway have an alibi
Theese Demons are mine,
and maybe in time, just a little more time
I will see how to slay theese Demons of Mine
Were you unwanted
Were you unloved
Was it lack of money
Was it lack of faith
Were you to Fat
or Maybe too thin
The demons come to you they won't let you Win
They come in a bottle
They come in the powder
they come in the needle you shoot into your arm
You may Lie, You may Cheat
The demons you try and try to Beat
So you judge me, on my size
By those dark circles under my eyes
You snicker you laugh and you stare
You have no idea of My demons
Nor do you care
I am weak, I think I can not win
The Demons they haunt me from within
You can not help me, tho you may try
I will somehow alway have an alibi
Theese Demons are mine,
and maybe in time, just a little more time
I will see how to slay theese Demons of Mine
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The Night before Christmas:
Twas the night before Christmas
When out on the floor,
All the dancers were shouting
give me More More More
Valli with her Muffin, and Ickk with his sheep
I knew in an instant there would be little sleep
Oh we laughed and we Cheered,
we had nothing to fear,
Than Ark Hydraa showed up
When he played Titties and Beer
She winked and she smiled,
and started to dance, than
all of a sudden, Beckrowe shows up
and hes not wearing pants
We all followed suit, and
striped to our thongs, and
danced all night, to various songs
Everyone, laughed and enjoyed the long night
Not a single person got into a fight,
and soon its was morning as we mounted the Sleigh
Shouting Merry Christmas to all
Thats all I can say!!!
Twas the night before Christmas
When out on the floor,
All the dancers were shouting
give me More More More
Valli with her Muffin, and Ickk with his sheep
I knew in an instant there would be little sleep
Oh we laughed and we Cheered,
we had nothing to fear,
Than Ark Hydraa showed up
When he played Titties and Beer
She winked and she smiled,
and started to dance, than
all of a sudden, Beckrowe shows up
and hes not wearing pants
We all followed suit, and
striped to our thongs, and
danced all night, to various songs
Everyone, laughed and enjoyed the long night
Not a single person got into a fight,
and soon its was morning as we mounted the Sleigh
Shouting Merry Christmas to all
Thats all I can say!!!
- Prymalrage
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I wrote a couple on the way home from work, kinda playful pieces and really in no way reflecting anyone I know. lol
Vent
I've only heard your voice
but I like to imagine you
Tall, graceful lines
Slightly awkward stance
to match your silly
careless laugh.
Are you, instead leaning
more to the rotund
rosy cheeked, with
shining, mischievous eyes
and an easy smile?
Or does beneath
your snarky and playfully teasing tone
lie flashing eyes and brooding lips
often turned down
with the world to blame?
Untitled
Have you noticed her
scent carries across so much further,
crisper,
in the winter?
How it flows across the snow in cool waves
before it catches at our noses
with long delicate fingers
while we sniff and sniff again.
What is that smell?
Can you smell it too?
That tickle, that tease,
that lightly foreign feminine scent,
above the watery smell of snow.
Vent
I've only heard your voice
but I like to imagine you
Tall, graceful lines
Slightly awkward stance
to match your silly
careless laugh.
Are you, instead leaning
more to the rotund
rosy cheeked, with
shining, mischievous eyes
and an easy smile?
Or does beneath
your snarky and playfully teasing tone
lie flashing eyes and brooding lips
often turned down
with the world to blame?
Untitled
Have you noticed her
scent carries across so much further,
crisper,
in the winter?
How it flows across the snow in cool waves
before it catches at our noses
with long delicate fingers
while we sniff and sniff again.
What is that smell?
Can you smell it too?
That tickle, that tease,
that lightly foreign feminine scent,
above the watery smell of snow.
another, less recent, that I dug out that I didn't dislike.
Unbound
I took a step out of my comfort zone
I laid myself out whole
I opened myself up to new views
and let it be known.
I found myself alone.
Its hard to change ingrown views
beliefs I've held close and dear
I bent, I flexed, I felt fractures emerge
I found myself alone.
I slowly unravel,
and wind myself up again.
New colors,
newly shaped,
and open.
I'm alone.
Yet unafraid.
Unbound
I took a step out of my comfort zone
I laid myself out whole
I opened myself up to new views
and let it be known.
I found myself alone.
Its hard to change ingrown views
beliefs I've held close and dear
I bent, I flexed, I felt fractures emerge
I found myself alone.
I slowly unravel,
and wind myself up again.
New colors,
newly shaped,
and open.
I'm alone.
Yet unafraid.
- Prymalrage
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Poetry
The Forgiver
This Resentment
Rash Restraint
Unknown Freedoms
Behind The Curtain
This thunderstruck paradox
Why Me's? Can't he see?
And Where to lead
But a dark valley
A suppression
Lost to subconcious
But lingering
On the tip
Watch out here he comes
Ready to fight
But doesn't realize
Blinded by buried tears
And the years creep on
At an explosive peak
Once again on the floor
He sees partly an answer
Now the blind opens
On a shining morn
This new found freedom
The Forgiver
2003
This Resentment
Rash Restraint
Unknown Freedoms
Behind The Curtain
This thunderstruck paradox
Why Me's? Can't he see?
And Where to lead
But a dark valley
A suppression
Lost to subconcious
But lingering
On the tip
Watch out here he comes
Ready to fight
But doesn't realize
Blinded by buried tears
And the years creep on
At an explosive peak
Once again on the floor
He sees partly an answer
Now the blind opens
On a shining morn
This new found freedom
The Forgiver
2003
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- Prymalrage
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Poems and Me
I don’t write poems all the time,
I have to wait for images to come to mind.
Looking at pictures on the net,
For something that touches me then I will be set.
Sometimes looking to sky or field,
I am touched by a vision that is most surreal.
I describe it the best way I can,
Mind seemingly moved by another’s helping hand.
Peoples faces I try to read,
I see love there and hate but I mostly see need.
With words I try to lightly sketch,
The ones I have seen that touched me more than the rest.
Hehe – take THAT Justin Hayward
I don’t write poems all the time,
I have to wait for images to come to mind.
Looking at pictures on the net,
For something that touches me then I will be set.
Sometimes looking to sky or field,
I am touched by a vision that is most surreal.
I describe it the best way I can,
Mind seemingly moved by another’s helping hand.
Peoples faces I try to read,
I see love there and hate but I mostly see need.
With words I try to lightly sketch,
The ones I have seen that touched me more than the rest.
Hehe – take THAT Justin Hayward