BANG

Bang

Hey, hi bye

Life is such a lie

Friends not forever

Love is just laughter

Mock at my ways

Spit on my brown face

The rat race has begun

Run, we start to run

The nature of this place

Is such a great disgrace

Wishes are willfully smothered

Die to never be bothered

Stay ignorant and you’re safe

Dance life a lovely waif

Destruction is at hand

Death has moved his wand

Tick tock, run amok

Destructor, Mr. Warlock

Work till you die

Never question why

Life is a tangled mess

You sure can try your best

Dawn of a new day

Ends in a depressing way

Look for the copper serpent

It’s your ways that are bent

Death by poison, squirm and foam

Stop living when you’re done

No time, no time, no time

Leave me alone, let me be

Rescue me from this place

I’m tired of this race

MUSE

Muse

(Not on Love)

 Courtesy of the uncourtful

Grace of the ungraceful

Love from the spiteful

Is a life truly delightful

All fun and all games

Rats stop calling names

Class full of high class dames

The British drown in the Thames

Dress pretty, look so nifty

Prices paid up are hefty

I’m a graceful lefty

My manners a bit rusty

Oxygenation of my thoughts

Air breeze, caught in draughts

Left for home on the dot

Relationships end up in a knot

High voltage from the ampere

Biscuits, sweet salty spheres

Morning bright and very clear

Life feels just so dear

Understanding thoughts of women

Happy to be here are the men

Practicing a day of helpful Zen

Class ends, sad of leaving then

Moondance and mad romance

Meeting future’s great plans

Shuttles which are vans

A gossipy girl’s flirty glance

THE KNIGHT

The Knight

Hidden from common view, on an ancient hill

A plaque rusty and old was artlessly portrayed

From the bottom of the plaque thick weeds grew

Unknown to mankind, it laid there untold for ages

It belonged to the man of valor, of ferocious will

Of a Knight of whom fate at his will could be delayed

His land he longed had berated and had him threw

Locked out from his land by the unforgiving mages

He did not weep, but went and took lands of his foe

He ruled for a short time, but was later filled with woe
War took lives of people he adored with many a song

He laid down his sword and declared monarchy wrong

Left these lands untamed to understand life through penance

His spirit lives on this ancient hill shunning all forms of vengeance

VOLATILE DREAMER

Volatile Dreamer

In the light of my recently twisted soul, ‘twas lost to light

It started fresh and clean, as sound as it could seem

My night has dreams, with visions unfaithful to my sight

They change form, for mysterious reasons, just like cream

I save the princess from herself, from Villans I’m a knight

Pass death through ten space vermin, with a single beam

Psychedelic acid filled dreams, ending in blinding white

I stop where I start, just when the waking sun starts to gleam

All the poison in my mind, lost in space, in a different phase

The brittle unkempt truth I found, lost to the blazing sun’s gaze

An empty room is the welcome I receive, I’m lost in reality

 I dress up and run to work, where they exact, post work fidelity

My dream, you wake me up when you rapidly flash past me

I wake up to an unreal life, and in places I never want to be

POEM OF LIFE

Poem Of Life

 

 When I sit down, to start to think of that which I did

I think of things contemporary, not on yesterday’s bid

Dreams of wide open spaces, with blasphemous nightmares

My standard occupation, dwelled in the concepts of selling wares

My soul quenched, I drank from the fountain of the lady of life

She whispered things in my ears; I was filled with unholy strife

Deserts in valleys of mountains, hidden from the beautiful sun

I run to balance the nature of things with the barrel of my gun

Danger lays in wait, in the fortunes of the wicked entrepreneur

His present is fruitful, his future devoid of shape and volatile

He flirts with happiness and sleeps with many women unfaithful

Darkness starts in his times, it slithers, he starts to shiver

His home, his wife, his life and his property, are all too fragile

He makes for another country, when his  death happens to pull

MY VIRTUE

My Virtue

By the virtue of my mind

I realize I’m not your kind

I stay all still and calm

My character you cannot fawn

I’ll stay in the shadows

Hidden from the fearsome crowd

People around me start to swarm

I lock my room in the dorm

I eat silently as they chatter

What they speak did never matter

I’m not damaged in any way

It’s your thoughts which are Fay

Deep down, I know I’m really happy

You may perceive that my life is crappy

I’ll smile when I’m all alone

I have no more sins to atone

The beauty of my actions is not known

Because no one knows me in this town

I’ll stay wherever I want to

My heart always guides my lonely self

Your hurtful words have scarred me deep

I fear of what to decide on when to speak

I’ve lost all the confidence in myself

My answers are all made in haste and distress

I’m about to join a job I may despise

In search of friends who’ll help me revise

What am I to do in such a strange place?

Can I ever compete in this rat race?

SWEATY DREAMS

Sweaty Dreams

 Distant dreams

I burn in my sleep

Your eyes are rubies

Halo inside my head

Dreamer in woe

You’re such a sweet doe

I work up your sweet taste

It’s this pretending I detest

Your flawless skin's aglow, I’m blind

There's Blanking white light, I’m spared

The distance grows more near

I feel like pinching your bulbous rear

Your sweaty hips send me in a trance

I glance at the distant skies & nuance

Duplicate casket full of broken dreams

Filled all the way up to the brim

That diabolical twist is a complete jest

In between dreams, I notice sliver seams

We strive for a joyful common climax

You whimper and melt like candy wax

Spare me from your incessant loving

Let’s work the night, keep moaning

You’ve broken my back and my bed

You work me with the orgasm you’ve had

You start to violently come

While I’m givin’ you some

My loins squirm while they burn

On top, you grind and you churn

Oh sweet softness

You’re a blanket of warmth

I’ll wear you as I sleep

I’ll kiss you very deep

You smell like something sweet

In the same rhythm, our hearts beat

Don’t say no, not tonight, while you're wet

I’m not bored of you,as of yet

OH BOY

Oh Boy

Oh boy, I’m screwed

Wounds I have, I'm contused

No way can I do all this

No time even to confirm it

My friend indeed is the one I need

Ran to his lair, for I’m a dimwit

Asked him to explain all that he knew

Oh boy, all this stuff feels so new

How can I ever prepare?

Help me in my despair

The concepts seem so clear

When you explain it’s a fanfair

Deadline incoming

What am I becoming?

Lab rat or a doormat?

A guinea pig or a douche that’s big?

Can’t perform in no ‘king gig

Can’t buy, no money for my gig

Stag bear decomposing rear

My ass is no ‘king steer

Crammed up all that I could

The deadline yet still stood

Dreamed of a future no strange

Things reached out of my range

Rock n’ roll in my mind

Stand still while I rewind

Can’t remember what I read

How can I earn my daily bread?

THE BLUE MISTRESS

The Blue Mistress

He stood on the cliff, overlooking the sea

Warm salty air, stuck on his face

The deep blue looked calm from far away

He saw, as bots went their own way

House on the cliff overlooked its stay

Sturdy and tall, built to withstand

It stopped on its stairs

Seen far from the country fairs

It whispered to him, hair brushed off his face

It’s warm breath, grazed against his neck

He stood there listening to her

It said, the cool of the night is not far

He stepped forward and lurched onward

Into the deep blue that was she

She raged against the cliffs, formed froth and foam

His body and shell returned back to the stone

The darkness mistook him for someone else

It perched him on the cliff house’s stairs

There was a thud, which the old lady heard

She started down, as the cold night stirred

Her son lay on the stairs, dead and despaired

She cried and flared, this could not be repaired

The sea had claimed yet one more soul

With calm stupendous grace she furbished her role

FURY

Fury

Burning, my form is burning

Anger, I take its form

Frustrated, I am frustrated

Cornered, I feel cornered

It swells in my gut

Spills out, my pout

I pull out my hair

The roots come along

I bang on mangy carved doors

I spill my fury on the hazy floor

I cry out loud, as they snore

I just can’t take this no more

You must answer my unholy call

You cannot escape this crazy brawl

We will fight till together we bleed

We will strive to eradicate this stoic breed

I will smash them against the glass

Bash their faces against shields of brass

My body steaming, sweat profusing

My regression finally provoking

Don’t read this just as a rhyme

This is my heart, I pour

Take this piece from my heart

Eat it, you lousy little fart

END OF DAYS

 End Of Days

We are the last of our kind

The rest, either perished or went blind

The sun hides behind the moon

Earth has met its doom

All of their warnings were very true

Global warming, sprouted wings and flew

Tsunamis raged on for lost redemption

Swallowed up lands, gulped down my nation

Volcanoes overshadowed the skies

Up to where the migrating bird flies

Distant lands were all shaken

This could not be mistaken

The land split open wide

Swallowed down a whole town’s pride

Destroyed all incredulous daydreams

To the back beat of human screams

Raging cold shut down all life

Frozen in an instant, no more strife

People lucky enough, were locked indoors

No food, no clothes, no stores

I’ve watched as loved ones perished

The wicked and the cruel now lavished

Time since long has stopped counting

All tales I could tell are very daunting

The mountains crumbled

High houses tumbled

Old men grumbled

All mankind fumbled

UGLY MONSTER

Ugly Monster

Ugly monster

Unbearable to see

Stays locked in all day

Won’t ever come your way

He has a pure crystal heart

Won’t think of no bad

Yet he is an ugly monster to us

‘Cause he looks the way he does

He still does forgive

Each man and each soul

Wont curse under his breath

Won’t steal from you in stealth

He cries himself to sleep

On every lonely night

We interpret these as his screams

And complain of bad dreams

We throw stones at his home

We torch down his mill

He waits in hunger all day

Can only hunt by the night

He too was normal once

A very long time ago

He played with his children

He had a lovely wife

He won’t tell me how,

All this happened

He just sulks at home

Only at night he roams

Wasted people

Can’t take this no more

They torched down his home

They heard him moan