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Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Light My Fire

Breathe deep, breathe deep
And light my fire
I'm just mere kindling
Waiting for your blazing eyes

Look in, look into my eyes
And you'll realize
I'm a flame yet to live
Waiting for your tender skin

Don't you see everything
I am all that you await
Set me aflame
Make me feel alive

Breathe deep, breathe deep
And light my fire
I'm just mere kindling
Waiting for your blazing eyes

Look deep, look deep
Into my eyes
I'm a pyre yet to blaze
Waiting for your tender skin

Don't you see everything
I am all that you await
Set me aflame
Make me feel alive
And in my warmth
I'll breathe you new life

Monday, April 19, 2010

A Whole Lotta Prick Wavin'

That's exactly what Nuclear Armament and being a Military Superpower is all about, really. But that is especially the case for having nuclear warheads by the thousands. America currently has the biggest prick in the world with their supply of missiles, and they like to keep that status. Like a real man would be, they're insecure that Iran could prove to have an even bigger dick because of their fervent eagerness to research and construct missiles, perhaps of innovative technological proportions.
The U.S is going stiff, thanks to the injection of far too much viagra, or in the case of real-life, spending money. It's thrown the precious budget of the United States into turmoil, amongst other reasons, like being far too generous to Wall St. and big-time corporations who are able to hide their money from the government in tax shelters overseas, via tax cuts. But that's not the issue. Idiots like Palin & Bachmann, who appear to be rousing the idea of a duo ticket for 2010/2012, think it's just fucking dandy that any country, for pragmatic purposes, wields the most devastating weapons we've ever invented as a species. They're evil contraptions that, at best, were a necessary evil, to show ourselves that if we make the wrong move, we can pretty much kiss our asses goodbye on a species-wide level.
What the hell are the wingnuts thinking? This is not a light topic to touch on. Oh, and since Palin quickly, and ignorantly stated that no other government in history has wanted to reduce nuclear armament, she should look back to the hero of many wingnuts who infect the media; Ronald Reagan Sr. He was totally against the very notion that nuclear warheads even exist in the world. Probably because he knows just how destructive they are. The only thing it really does is that it gives a country a reason to say, "fuck off or we'll hurt you, big time."
Even Kim Jong-Il, a total egocentric whackjob, knows what missiles can do. Like any male-dominated governing power, he wants to show off the size of his prick and try to prove that he can perform with the best of them. It's just funny how far the male ego extends into our society. Just about everything that can hurt, let alone kill people are inspired by the hunger for domination that many males have; missiles are shaped like giant dongs, bullets and slugs are too, grenades, etc. And since the Western World, or more specifically, the U.S happens to have the biggest supply of such phallocentric designs, it must mean that the U.S is the most insecure. And they're growing stiff. With Barrack in power, it almost seems like he's telling the U.S that it's time that the U.S just settles down, to live the rest of its live with its closest ally, Canada. Just like a marriage...
It's no joke to say that we should have never invented something as evil as nuclear warheads. But we do, because we're sickly obsessed with competition. Even if nukes are just a big act of symbolism because of the devastation they can unleash, we're still kidding ourselves and our only home in the universe by keeping them around. Only a completely insane, mindless idiot would press the big red button. Kim Jong-Il, as far as I am concerned, is the closest person I know of who'd press the big red button, which I hope would play a voice saying, "ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO DO THIS?! THINK ABOUT IT MAN! "WAR-GAMES" SHOWED US THAT WE'D ALL LOSE, ANYWAY." But yet, he's sane enough (strange as it may seem) to know better than that. So perhaps the only kind of person who would truly press that taunting button is a complete dropkick, in terms of overall intelligence; Sarah Palin or Michelle Bachmann come to mind. This is why the U.S should avoid either of these two idiots as much as possible. Cause nukes are not a simple toy at a playground, Palin, they're like a descending ceiling in an Egyptian trap, and everyone will get crushed. And you're not a man, so what the fuck do you care about the prick-waving act behind nuclear armament?
Perhaps she just likes pricks that much. Would make sense, given that she likes the U.S having such a big dick (2,600 or so nukes, yeah, look at that tool!).

Friday, April 16, 2010

Together & Forever

There's nothing better
When we're together
Blink of eyes
As two turns to one
Stretch the smiles
As the spark is done
Our link is deep
The work is steep
Contend no more
We've been there before
Our auras are shining
In our wake
If the gods are smiling
It's of our make
There's nothing better
When we're together
We're linked at center
Together & Forever
We're linked at center
Together & Forever

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Three Long Months

Three long months
The harrowing thoughts
And the best of yesterday
All in those months
The journey with you
Went every which way
And I would never want
It to have happened otherwise
All in those months
I learned of you
I learned of myself
What I feel for you
Words can't describe enough
As I have been granted
All of you
Your face
Your smile
Your happiness
My joy
I couldn't ask for better
All of you
Your grace
Your heart
Your happiness
My joy
In those long three months
Through the harrowing thoughts
I thought of you
Of the goodness
Of the positives
Of the possibilities
Of you, my everything
I couldn't ask for better
As I have been granted
You as a boon
Through the thick and thin
I always felt the joy in;
Your face
Your smile
Your happiness
My joy
Your grace
Your heart
Your happiness
My joy

I couldn't ask for better
I wouldn't ask for anything else
But you by my side
I love you

Saturday, April 10, 2010

End Of The Line

End of the line, trudged on through time
I've lost my mind through death's grim signs
Sated my taste to take the battle on
The spoils of the end are curiosity's son
I led a life of stories so far & wide
By effort I avoided the ominous tide
It all came to this, visage of final bliss
Never came, and I felt shame; I played a game
The game of the illusory comfort
To hold my sanity together in fort
And by this day I have reached
Come this day truth we all seek
End of the line, trudged on through time
I've lost my mind through death's grim signs

Friday, April 9, 2010

Cyber-Veneer

The distance in wires
Isolates me
What I want to grasp
Is far away
A simple sentence
Is never enough
I want the closeness
Once again

You're so far away
Behind the screen
I want to be close
Closer to you

The truth in characters
Obliterates me
What I want to know
Is hardly real
A simple single click
Should heal me
I want the closeness
Again & again

You're so far away
Behind the screen
I want to be close
Closer to you

You're so unreal
Behind the words
I want to know you
Know all I need

You're so far away
Too far away for me
I want to be close
Close with you

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Insomnia

Every single tortured night
I find myself screaming awake
Every time I envision myself
With not a single meaning
Can I find a way out of here?
Can I escape from this pain?
What is the fix for nothingness
To stop myself screaming awake

Every single tortured day
I find myself darting each way
Every time I envision myself
Lying in a dash of my pain
Can I find a way out of here?
Can I escape from anguish?
Who is out there to help me
To stop myself screaming awake

Every single tortured night
I find myself screaming awake
Every time I envision myself
Glazed in my terror sweats
Can I find a way out of this?
Can I escape from this pain?
Where can I run away to
To stop myself screaming awake

Every single tortured day
I find myself wanting to fade
Every time I envision myself
Once again screaming awake
Can I find a way out of this?
Can I escape from anguish?
What can I do for myself
To stop myself screaming awake

Awake
Awake
Awake

Help me

The Dove

If my heart speaks in deafening volumes; I love you.
If I turn back time to make things right; I love you.
If I make a sacrifice every single moment for you; I love you.
If the world doesn't understand what we feel; I love you.
And if every single time I am lifted in your presence; I'll love you always.

If the tremors in my hands intensify in your gaze; I love you.
If the high and low forecasts in our wake don't stop me; I love you.
If I dedicate myself to uphold your acceptance in me; I love you
If everyone in the world could hear me, I'd shout it; I love you.
And if every single time I am lifted in your presence; I'll love you always.

The dove flies every day for me.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Prince Of Thieves

This is not my usual style, because it is not intended to be a lyric. Nonetheless, since lyrics are basically poems in themselves, this can still be classed with the rest of my poetic works.

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Here I tell a tale, makes my heart swell
Of the days I was the Prince of Thieves
A tragedy where, as my teardrops fell
I toiled and troubled for my dear family

First, the wife, mean so much to me
Struck with fatality, she'd hardly see
I tried and I tried to give her a cure
Yet my low stature deemed me inferior

And so I defied the laws of the land
To pay for heroics I felt the iron hand
Took me away, they would not heed
And thus they named me the Prince of Thieves

And thus she passed...

Then, first-born, mean so much to me
Starving and wounded, a child in need
I tried and I tried to give her respite
Yet all my efforts were clogged with might

And again I defied the laws of the land
For feed for my child, I felt the iron hand
Took me away, they would not heed
And thus they named me the Prince of Thieves

And thus, she passed...

Then, last child, all that's left of me
Fell with the illness, could hardly breathe
I tried and I tried to give her a cure
Yet my past crimes deemed me sinner

And again I defied the laws of the land
To save my last love, I felt the iron hand
Took me away, they would not heed
And thus they named me the Prince of Thieves

And thus, she passed...

The tale I told, makes my days cold
Of the days I was the Prince of Thieves
I hope you learn from what I've told
So as to guide you in your dire times of need

And thus, I shall pass...

Gone To The Next Day

The past mistakes
My weapons, my aces

The best places
My heartache rages

And here I go again
Into the unknown
Where I will go
No one will know

The worst faces
New-found relationships

The next days
Keep me on my way

And here I go again
Into the unknown
Where I will go
No one will know

My past mistakes
Worst met faces
Prove to be my weapons
Prove to be my aces

Into the unknown
Into the unknown
Into the unknown
Into the unknown

Henceforth I go

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Sanguinary Creature

In the accusatory light of everyday
I successfully masquerade
Two figments of mind equally insane
Get me off the fucking street!

Insatiable thirst for gore built up
No need to mention I'm fucked up
In the slammer I've plummeted
Now need to kill to get back up

Need you ask why? Are you blind?
Isn't my visceral nature a sign?
I guess I must rip out your spine
By then it might be too late for you

Oh but I'd rather take pleasure
In the insatiable act of torture
Your screams are the only measure
Get me off the fucking street!

Welcome me Driver!
Welcome me Driver!
Welcome me Driver!
I'm back, your lord, Driver!

Without Your Senses

Slither sense of innocence
What you once never had
Dim all you had once meant
To seek and fight for, my lad
There's a sea beyond us all
Found yonder only in your mind
Courage is needed, break the wall
To love the time you spend alive

Slip away sense of darkness
Penumbra contrast to despair
Always there for you to harness
In the time you breathe the air
There's a sea beyond us all
Found yonder only in your mind
Courage is needed, break the wall
To love the time you spend alive

Sloshed in sense of tension
Can't keep you fast in the line
Same to me, for why I mention
Felt all the same in the life of mine
There's a sea beyond us all
Found yonder only in your mind
Courage is needed, break the wall
To love the time you spend alive

Sliding sense of wisdom
Only if your mind knows of it
To achieve is to find freedom
So easy for us all to miss
There's a sea beyond us all
Found yonder only in your mind
Courage is needed, break the wall
To love the time you spend alive

Love is life...love is life
Love your life...break the wall