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Postby DeviusZwei » Wed Jun 03, 2009 9:14 am

Random Murder

My friends don't see this side of me,
The dark side that will commit a felony,
Crash in a car packed full of xannies,
Assault the paramedics with my girl's panties,
Shoot the cops soon as they show up,
Wipe the gun and run and duck,
My car's impounded so now I'm stuck,
Figure I'll find me a vegas classic slut,
Find her, and I creep up from behind her,
Duct tape around the mouth, then i drag her,
down the street to a motel, can i get a room sir?
Back in the room, I search her and find a rose,
crack, why not? I sit back and smoke, admirin her toes,
She keeps crying but I try to tell her girl you will lose,
Unless task force is lookin for missin hookers,
you're gonna die tonight, nobody misses hookers,
I finish the crack, pop a klonopin, pull out my knife,
As I move in to cut her up, she pleads for her life,
But there's no reasoning with my dark dark side,
I chase her to the shower, theres nowhere to hide,
Skewer her for hours, no gun powder, i like this shit,
Bitch its time to die, look at my eyes, am i bullshittin?
Wake up on the bed covered in blood, did i?
of course i did, maniac, higher than the sky,
snuck in another room, stole a new suit,
Hijacked a car at knifepoint, took his loot,
Drove to the airport, grabbed the next jet out,
The cops will never find me, I could be Ted Bundy,
Or I could be Jack the Ripper, shit I'm anybody,
and everybody, so 5-0, eat shit and catch me,
if you can...
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Re: Random Murder (poem) (R Rated)

Postby DeviusZwei » Wed Jun 03, 2009 12:43 pm

Excuses

Excuses
I make em all the time. Here's just some.

I chain smoke so much im 24 gettin cancer,
I make excuses for it, prance around the real answer,
I break habits and make new ones to replace em,
A vicious cycle, just no heroin, just pill poppin,
I drink alone and write about stupid shit happpenin,
My pen conveys my cry of agony like a chopper poppin,
the pills aren't drugs cause their prescribed, ya know
the beers alone dont make me an alcoholic, we all know,
then i stare at xanax, wouldnt take it if it weren't for ronnie,
there ya go, there an excuse to use, lost ronnie so its ok to abuse,
fuck the rules, theres new rules, if its helpin u get by its ok to use,
what i say as i smoke another blunt, smoke just cause its there,
thats right sell drugs too not just use, but im different i care,
see i just do this because i need the extra pay cause o' an affair,
theres an excuse to not just use drugs but sell em too,
goin drinkin, we meet up, and i sell some weed to you,
wake up with a hangover and ask what the fuck did i do?
pop a vicodin, light a ciggarette, make a new excuse
so this is my relapse, my new reason for drug-abuse,
self-induced sleep and days in a 4x7 hot ass room,
if life is hell, whats there to lose, bring the doom,
cause i got an excuse for everything i do, do you?
cause i dont trust a man without a vice, would you?
we all got skeletons in our closet, things we do,
secrects we keep, only difference is i air mine out,
why? because i can't think of shit else to spit out,
so i just tell you my life, till i die and lie, and rot,
dont like it, dont read it, dont listen. make excuses.


Lonely

Lonely,
so I lock myself in my room,
isolate and focus on death n' doom,
smokin weed, think ill eat some shrooms,
trippin, twisted and high, gettin by,
just sit back, relax, watch time fly by,
bye, baby. what i said to my best friend,
her names Jessica, shes imaginary, the end.
....
naw im just fakin, its not the end yet,
not till my head spins, and i throw up pure sweat,
not before more sins, see i gotta pay a debt,
i just ordered xanax to complete my drug set,
when they get here ill have a beer or two,
pop a few, ask myself, what would Lindsay do in your shoes?
see i got writer's block so i got nothin to share with you,
except my real life, this is really the fucked up shit i do.


Somehow I Escape

The cops dropped me off at my pad,
3AM, guess i tried to fight my dad,
again, guess i should be sad,
but as the xanax wears off
i guess im kinda glad.
i musta won cause he called 5-0.
i musta lost cause broken elbows,
i blacked out so only god knows,
see my face in the morning news,
jumped outta hotel window with no shoes,
outran the cops trippin on Quaaludes,
pullin ounces out of my pockets, laughin
evily, open my mouth and swallow, crashin,
pass out in the woods, police dogs searchin,

But somehow I escape, I escape, I escape,
Must be 99 lives, cause ive died dozens of times,
Must be 99 bottles, cause im kickin dope ryhmes,

Here I am again, whores, toys, and vicodin,
Dont fight the feelin baby, n let me in,
For 200 dollars she better or its her brains,
So its brain for me or no brains for her, chuch,
I say dont worry baby, here take one of these,
Take a red and a blue, mix em like carrots and peas,
Now lay back baby, see this shits so eas-
Y oh me oh my oh - where do i go now?
do a line and kill the hooker anyhow,
why? to up my high, dont u know?
Task force knocks on the door as i
slide out the window i wave and say "hi"
Slide to my car, hit a pedestrian like "AH!"
Wake up in McDonalds parking lot like HAH

But somehow I escape, I escape, I escape,
Must be 99 lives, cause ive died dozens of times,
Must be 99 bottles, cause im kickin dope ryhmes,

Another night of knives, guns, and drugs,
This is our lives, no nuns, just mean mugs,
Stand on corners grindin, strapped with slugs,
Swallow the rest of my valium and spin,
Life in the city, theres no way to win,
From the start they feed u street medicine.
Till next you know you're the hookup,
Everyone callin u for their shit for u get up,
U get your fix, they get theirs, fucked up,
Next someone kicks down the door,
Pull the glock and watch em hit the floor,
Look at the gun, think of the time, OR
Pop pop yourself, like my homie Brad...

But somehow I escape, I escape, I escape,
Must be 99 lives, cause ive died dozens of times,
Must be 99 bottles, cause im kickin dope ryhmes,


Famous

Im staring up at the ceiling fan, nothing could make me more bored right now...

I can't stand not being famous,
But its like writ of mandamus,
its scandalous,
How were raised to be heros,
instead just counted numbers like zeros,
hah - heros
Send you to war, make you kill
knowin its a sham, all about dollar bills
paid to kill,
We know its wrong, do nothin about it
We got iphones, we care about it like spit
shit,
Let em put me in charge of this nation,
of babies, no more feedin em sedation,
salvation
id tell the truth and make no excuse
the right empowered and the wrong accused
morning news,
filled with stories of corruption and greed,
im givin a speech, with some scotch and some weed,
give you what you need,
the truth no matter how bad it hurts,
until they kill me, put me in the dirt,
in a fitted shirt,
now they lay me down to sleep,
a nation awakens, to me they weep,
the humble sheep,
awoken.


True Love Lost

A perfect flower in a field of dry wheat,
I watered you, shielded you from the heat,
Together we grew, as one, in a trance,
Remember the time i taught you to dance?
We C-walked till the sun went down,
The smile on your face said u wanna get down,
We hid our love like Romeo and Juliet, secrets
we kept, love notes we wrote, now whats
this, the love is gone, it shriveled and died
my heart turned black when you lied,
even though last year i was in jail,
you waited for me like a trooper, hell,
i was a G and you were my sugar queen,
but now you burn my letters, forget me,
if only you could see inside of me,
see the love i have for yours truly,
id give anything to get you back, any cost
because i truly believe, you are my one true love, lost.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated)

Postby DeviusZwei » Wed Jun 03, 2009 5:25 pm

im gonna bump this up above the other threads i made because i intend for this to be my consolidation of both the poems i have written so far, and the ones i intend to continue writing here. so, just so everyone knows, please treat the other single poem threads as if they are dead and use this one for comments. thank you.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated)

Postby DeviusZwei » Thu Jun 04, 2009 10:14 am

Intervention


Lets see, how should i even begin?
How bout we start with klonopin,
Don't worry i dont believe in sin,
Ok now we can get going see,
my girl's on smack stuck in cali,
And I'm a little Detroit young G,
so i need a plane, im not playin,
im going insane, but im comin,
Just as soon as she pleads,
I'll stop sortin weed seeds,
On a plane to the West Seas,
I just can't wait for the day,
Best day of my life id say,
Hooray! Id hurry to her side,
But its a dream, just a lie,
Since i got her to not lie,
to me, she won't answer at all,
on the dope she'll constantly fall,
i pray for that day, she admits it all,
Until then, theres really no intervention,
And I love her, did i remember to mention?
This is the hell i live every day,
And you wonder why i smoke a j,
All I can do is wait and it kills me,
Hope it comes before she dies,
We'll see.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated)

Postby DeviusZwei » Thu Jun 04, 2009 3:56 pm

Secret Love

I'm restless cause I'm mad in love,
it makes me pray to the lord above,
that me she'll secretly think of,
We flirt back and forth like kids,
She clowns on my weed, cause its mids,
She makes me wonder what it is i did,
Then I realise she's really diggin me,
Actin so obvious, its so easy to see,
I send her a text, remind her of me,
But will our attraction ever grow?
As roommates, we put on a show,
Act like its nothin, like we don't know,
I dont know how to tell her, what to say,
I dont know when its right, what day?
I guess for now, roommates we'll stay,
My secret lover, so stunning, unreal,
A situation I don't know how to deal
with, so my heart and lips i shall seal.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated)

Postby DeviusZwei » Thu Jun 04, 2009 4:17 pm

Laid Off

I lost my job today, 35 years,
my whole life just turned to tears,
Working for Ford, this was my fear,
No degree, turned 18 in 1973,
not many went to school then see?
baffled as i fumble with my car key,
drive home and all i feel is rage,
i feel like an animal trapped in a cage,
I get home and start to load my 12 gauge,
Fill the F150 with an arsenal, and begin,
Show my pass at the gate, they let me in,
I ask the lord to forgive me for the sin,
Drive my truck through the plant,
Parked near the line for half-shafts,
Strapped like Rambo, I just laugh,
Shoot out the window of the main office,
Kick the door down, search for my list,
See i'm here to kill certain people just,
Its all political, but bullets dont judge,
I see a co-worker run and spit slugs,
He drops to the floor and bleeds out,
I call out the others, names I shout,
I shoot the ones who actually step out,
Enough games, I decide its time to lay waste,
I pull the auto AK47 and light up the place,
A bitch comes at me with a can of spray mace,
I knock her the fuck out, broke her face,
I hear the police shout from behind the wall,
But prison isn't a place that I plan to go at all,
Gun in my mouth ready for the end, but i fall,
The SWAT team rushed me before i could,
pull the trigger and end this, oh i would,
Hope I get the death penalty, and i should.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated)

Postby TEVA » Thu Jun 04, 2009 7:47 pm

wow so to the true to the fact
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to be around those who are grateful. They tend to brighten all around them.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated)

Postby DeviusZwei » Fri Jun 05, 2009 7:53 am

thx for the comment Teva.

Somalia

People like to judge me,
but truth they dont see,
How many valium a day 3?
Because i went to a war,
Crashed in a land beyond poor,
Hundreds comin and theres more,
Pilots dead, but we pump rounds,
I turn and see my best pal down,
I don't flinch, emptying clips, the sound,
of gunfire fills the air, men scream,
Natives cut in half, no mercy it seems,
But when you're there its like a dream,
You're in the zone, your eyes a stare,
Everything is reflex, no truth or dare,
Just muscles tuned to kill and scare,
We're slaughtering them but ammo
is runnin low, we can take a few with us tho,
As I prepared for death, there came a glow,
Whole mob of natives exploded, and yes,
It was the Seals we were suppose
to save, looks like they saved us
We all take a chopper back to ship,
I stand in line, pills i get, they hit my lips,
and ahhh, stress melts like a dancer strips,
so now you see why I take so much valium
cause the shit i've done, shit my atrium
doesn't even beat the same, its a dream,
more like a nightmare, but to me it seems,
thats all i see since i've been there and seen.


Prison

I feel a storm coming tonight,
Can feel the world about to fight,
As soon as the room fills with light,
A riot starts, knives come out,
I'm runnin, lookin to hide out,
Cause I'm white but not AB
I play cards with blacks, B,
So ya see, I'm on both sides, see?
But as I turn, i get shanked,
shiv in my gut, adrenalin like crank,
Make his face look like its covered in red ink,
I stumble back into a cell,
This life inside is pure hell,
But Thug Life is so ill,
Its a choice I make, see,
To be a normal dude or a G,
Its not a question for people like me,
We're DAF for life, to the grave,
We're the ones they want to save,
But I'd rather die than be a slave,
To an illogical and irrational society,
Lock vets up for the same shitty
pills they gave, before, to me,
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated)

Postby DeviusZwei » Fri Jun 05, 2009 12:50 pm

Down Ass Fools

We're the DAF, fools on a mission,
killin everythin in our way, no permission,
slice u up so bad they make it an exhibition,
in a museum as the worst murder with a knife,
that's how we get down, look u in the face while takin ur life,
yea, other sets we clown, glock inside ur wife,
while your on the grind, on the block,
we're killin your fam, raidin ur rocks,
pigs roll by, stash my rocks in my socks,
We're the ones who killed Pac, bitch,
And we killed Biggie too, just got a itch,
To commit mass murder if it makes us rich,
Stopped the car, said yea u get in bitch,
Now we got a trick to take with,
us, on our roadtrip, its not myth,
This is really what we do, shit.
See I'm a Libra and my sign is the scale,
If it don't measure up, then somebody gettin killed,
That's how we do, around the nation, thrilled,
to kill, shoot to thrill, thrill to kill, kill to be ill,
Vicious cycle we live, bustin caps to make a name,
Bustin caps in the club cause jokes about my dame,
But you wouldn't understand, you're just too lame.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated)

Postby DeviusZwei » Sat Jun 06, 2009 8:52 am

Secret Meeting

Dressin down, like I'm dirty,
but only on the block,
but its a clever disguise,
to keep from runnin from the cops,
Drivin to WindJammer Pond,
I'm on my way to a secret meeting,
So I bring my gear and pretend to be fishing,
She shows up, and guess what, no ring,
She makes it so obvious, its love at first sight,
Whenever I see her its like there's a light,
a glow, she almost has an aura of her own,
I think this might be the one, the one i wanna,
stay with, actually care for, maybe one day,
who knows? but for now this is the best day,
let's keep it that way for now, shall we?
My secret meeting with my love, the end.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated)

Postby DeviusZwei » Sun Jun 07, 2009 3:39 am

Eaters/DeviusZwei

Let me just start by saying,
We eat fuckin people,
We're cannibals, here to consume you,
bunch of animals, fueled on drugs,
we're crazy in game we act like thugs,
but hell monarchy was created off vodka and coke,
Just ask Neurosis, shit I bet Decae will vouch for it too.
See we go way back, especially me,
you see, i've had so many faces along the way,
it's hard to say, but i think it was 1998,
when i first played, can't tell you my name,
Let's just say when it died I forgot it,
Some of my personas you loved, others you hated,
But DeviusZwei has always been who I really am,
at that very moment, it shows right through to the man,
who I am at heart, and the demons within me,
So next time you fuck with Eaters, think about this,
we're up all night with strippers, checkin our shit,
make sure my dome's in tact on the hour,
get on the horn if shit isn't right,
And when we come for you...
Its like I said, we're fuckin cannibals,
we're here to cut you up into pieces and eat you!
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated)

Postby DeviusZwei » Sun Jun 07, 2009 11:26 am

My Mind

When I picture my brain,
I see a soggy wet sponge with black stains,
and holes the size of golf balls,
think i lost some of my marbles,
acid drips and hits my spine,
sends me back, a trip through time,
but lets save that for another time,
back to my cranium, i swear,
i think some shit ain't right up there,
cause the guys upstairs are all high,
Imagine brain molecules bumpin into each other like "hi"
bump into shit cause I've smoked em all half retarded,
then I write some shit and i feel so determined,
its like my mind reboots, functions undeterred and,
emotion washes over me with a cold sensation,
a mind longing for more, trapped in isolation,
inside this social prison, between underground
and suburban, between jock and pretty boy,
somewhere in the middle of it all lies me,
two part time girls, and half a dozen friends,
since i've become sober, my social life met its end,
and i swear in my mind, most the people i meet are morons,
its like whit said "if common sense were common, more people would have it"
I'm fed up with it, with all this bullshit,
thats why my mind spins and i spit,
why i rhyme and waste my time,
writing shit maybe 10 people will read,
But its my outlet, not lookin to succeed,
Without it I'd be trapped in self loathing,
and constant mourning, like emotional clothing,
it hangs on me all day long, until i write,
a poem or a song, it awakens my mind,
and i feel a lil higher when i finish a rhyme,
I walk on a thin sanity line, and in my spare time,
This is what keep's me from finally losing my mind.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated)

Postby owly » Sun Jun 07, 2009 11:31 am

In dark days of enforced remembrance
I gazed upon Grey cloudy skies above
We lay on a boat of flowers
A drift in peace
Drunk from our kisses and wine
A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there
A fleeting vision, the distilled spirit that cleanses
A holiness descended
Of all that's beautiful and rare you fair
For every lone soul another lonely soul exist
Somewhere in this large world of ours
Soul mates might meet maybe just pass
Maybe even just bumping into each other
Joining in the merge of the collision
Into one beautiful precious whole
When your hand goes out to touch mine
Your touch invokes a fire inside
For that brief second I’ve come to an unrivalled place
And when you pull your spectacle phenomena hand away
I open my eyes and there you prevail
My angel of zeal and enthusiasm
Radiance of joy you hover there in your aurora of goodness
Your hands softness came to me as a dream
Flying over time to reach me
Over the sea, over the lava smoke
Over the clouds and mountain peeks
Over the springs and prairies
Over towns and cities
And when you placed
Your hands on my chest and held me softly
I recognized those golden crowns that kings felt in their greatest glories
Donned on their heads in heavenly esteem
I felt this while I was touched by My queen
Dove wings fluttering wing tips was your touch to my skin
I recognized that day you touched me first
And that color of day sprayed light our way
A breath taking noon
I traveled wide and far
Over oceans and through mountains
Across mighty rivers and the span of deserts
And through blizzards
I traveled to and through wars and famine
And desolate places where nightmares are born
I will travel to the end of the earth and off its side
To be touched just once more by that hand of yours
It will be then that i will learn how to sob
And i can love the angel of mine
Even if it kills me and i die
I would have been touch one last time
From that angel of mine
Lone NUT
Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of Robo-Cop
If you think I don't make sense think about the evidence that Big Foot is my Papa and he got to protect ME!

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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:43 pm

The Time I Shot Robert Smith

The time I shot Robert Smith,
was a terrible cold night,
wind was howling at the door,
even inside the bar it was damp and cool,
so ya see i started playin cards with some fools,
figured I'd take their cash, have a laugh,
win a beer or two, then get along with my pockets full,
it usually worked, at cards or pool, i played a good deal,
but this night was different it seemed to me,
was like the cold was drivin men mad it seemed,
they'd holler and yell, raise all kinds of hell,
about my cheatin, lyin, no good ways,
but most were wise, made their case,
and left the game to go drinking elsewhere,
but at one point, a man stood up who cared,
and he said i'd cheated, he'd seen it he'd swear,
but i didn't cheat, he was just too drunk to see,
that i'd been takin shots of water and playin possum,
so i studied him as he boast and yell, and sized em,
up, knew i didn't stand a chance in a bare knuckle fight,
the man was twice my size, and his eyes full of hate,
so i said to the man "I don't fight a fair man's fight,"
He said in reply "Well I'm Robert Smith and I'll take your life."
About the time he finished his yellin, i pulled out my .38
Said "You better get on home before it's too late, see."
He grabbed his gun, I let him level his sights on me,
then I put one in his chest and two in his head,
He fell back against the barstools, obviously dead,
I cleaned the money off the table and put it in my hat,
put my hat on my head, and headed out, without,
any hesitation, i'd already shown my face, and,
someone would prolly sketch me by the next day,
but little do they know, i've found a sweet place to stay,
up in the mountains, i live in a cabin, live off the land,
and every now and then you'll see me at the bar again,
I might be drinkin whisky and lookin grizzly, unshaven,
But I'm not playin cards, not since I sent a man to heaven.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby owly » Sun Jun 07, 2009 5:59 pm

I shudder from the thunder of my dreams
They are all
All so mean
I shy away from the things i have seen
Under my closed sleeping eyes
When i fry

I have learnt to run all so fast
To run from the ghost that haunt me
Haunts me down
Its made me lean
In their attempts to own me
I try to bloke it all away
Over and Over push it all away
But my dreams are here everyday
To infest my brain
I have gone insane

I flinch from the lighting in my face
My sleeping black mares that give me chase
My dreams always leaves a horribly bad taste
I sink from all the pain they bring
I wonder what sin i did
To deserve this wieght
My constant state

....


If the sea held you
I would jump into the sea
So it would hold me too
If a tornato took you
I would jump into the tornato
To be right there to hold your hand
If the day is a day of wrath
Full of distress
Full of wasteness
And desolation
And gloom
And you are there
So am I, by your side
Under its cloudy sky
If you was to fall straight into hell
I would rush to beat you
If you would die tomorrow
I would die tomorrow too
But all this is nothing new
Of the things I would do for you
I speak to your heart with my soul
I speak to your soul with my heart
I speak with love through love of love
I speak as a fool, i am a fool
I know not but tormented
I know so little so very very little
But I know I need you
What else should I know
I don't mind being a fool for you
Theres nothing in this world i'd rather do
It takes time to know your world
Only time
Though what a small price to pay
What a very small price to pay
I will gladly pay it in full
everyday
But when i lose you to seprate ways
I will lose myself in a everlasting pain
I shall never forget you...
No never
Even my dead rotted courpse will know you name
It will know the suffering
For also it will be a lone
Lone NUT
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:05 pm

Thoughts.

How can I begin?
Locked in a prison war camp,
nothin to eat but crackers to munch,
they break my arms and legs daily,
I laugh as they beat me lately,
Depression, feeding off itself, insanity
It begins to feel like everything that hurts,
is suddenly a great feeling,
whip lashes rip my shirt,
yes feed my brain disease.
i have no will to stop it, please,
what i cry out to myself in plea,
because there's noone else around to hear,
my cries of loneliness and agony,
echo off the walls, as i drink another beer,
nobody home to hear.
my roommates wouldn't know for a week,
if i died in my room, they'd be clueless,
until I started to stink and become a mess,
I doubt they'd really care either,
shit they dont even say hi neither,
its like what the fuck bitch?
really all they need is some dick,
but oh no, to that they can't admit,
what the fuck am i ramblin about anyway?
i got high and forgot what i wrote on the page,
so i guess let's just go with the usual, inner rage,
caged, like a space monkey sent against his will,
i've been catapulted into this world against my will,
if i had my will, this world would disintegrate,
because at this rate, i'm liable to off myself soon,
and i wouldn't wanna die before the end of the world,
if the sky is gonna fall, i wanna be here to see it crumble,
Pretty sick, only reason i get up in the morning is hoping,
to wake up to a world as depressed as me, in rubble.
shoot off the bombs, bring all the fuckin trouble,
Watch god's palms safely sweep away the faithful,
So I guess like Rhode Island will be raptured,
Cause most of us are bound to be captured,
forced to wear the mark of the beast, triple six,
to me it just sounds like one final big party,
before daddy comes home and breaks up the sex,
I don't like to think that I'm goin to hell,
I'd rather think you're religion can go to hell,
But so far I've lived a pretty evil life,
But what the hell am I supposed to do,
with so many screws loose?
I feel like my mind has served a life sentence,
sad loves gloom, then comes dark and doom,
It would take my whole life to pay back a penance,
but for now, smoke drugs, write, lock myself in my room.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Sun Jun 07, 2009 7:43 pm

Hitman for Hire

Let me see if i can convey some imagery this time.

Hitman for hire,
waste em with piano wire,
wrap around each hand twice,
pull against their neck and i slice,
blood spills forth like a hose,
fluid and foam spews out the nose,
words are choked on like blood,
leave you face down in the mud,
for a small fee, get rid of problems,
call on me, im at home eatin valiums,
chewin em like sweet tarts,
practicin shootin at their hearts,
phone rings, new job, new victim,
grab guns, leave to try to find em,
catch husband and wife in a dark alley,
coming out of a play, stumbled into reality,
only gotta wack one to get paid,
but lets face it, the bitch can get wasted,
don't mean shit to me, heartless,
i say "Don't worry, I'm harmless."
Pull a glock from inside my pock-
et, cock it, clip in, slide back,
first shot hit him in chest,
second hit her in the breast,
flesh explodes like cherry cobbler,
its splashes my face, covers my shoulder,
they lay and plead for their lives,
but its too late for them, noone to save,
them, from their fate, brains on the concrete,
Next shot bursts his head like a watermelon,
She screams as blood sprays her from the killin,
To shut her up, bullet in her face,
hit her in the mouth, put her in her place,
the hollow-tip peeled her face back,
like pullin ur lips backwards over your head,
they're both way beyond bein called dead,
this is called closed coffin business,
those were the orders from the boss,
Back at home I scrub my coat for hours,
blood is a pain in the ass to get out,
I write on the calendar to remember flowers,
for mom's day, see i'm like you in a way,
only difference is I feel nothing anymore,
my heart is cold, my veins are numb,
Murder comes as second nature,
So is that more or less mature?
I can't answer the question for you,
all i know is don't ever do what i do.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Mon Jun 08, 2009 12:31 am

Maniac - WARNING: this material may not be suitable for anyone anywhere, and it is strongly advised that you don't read it if you don't want to be offended, because you will be.

I walked into a gun fight with a knife,
and cut you so fast when you bled it was still blue,
I'm a lyrical genius not havin a clue (what year is this?)
beat you to death with nothin but a shoe,
spiked, both, ripped open your throat,
took your body home and fed it to my goat,
when i thrill, its like illmatic, its fantastic,
high speed chases, runnin over pedestrians,
gave a hooker an unnecessary abortion,
in the parking lot, kicked her groin
so hard it cracked her eggs flat,
its ok though, it was a fat chick,
cruise by pumpin clips into your whip,
but so cool, they call me the whip,
tricksta, of this gangsta town,
stickin knives into fuckin clowns,
stabbed seventy-two times in the frown,
Wait a minute I think I just got off again,
I mean off this merry-go-round,
im losin it,
no wait, it was just a blood craving,
just a taste for the sort of savoring,
of dainty cubes of human bliss,
don't worry i'm not crazy,
i just wanna kill people,
wanna see my freezer?
we can play where's waldo,
naw, just think ill crack your skull like a walnut.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Mon Jun 08, 2009 2:03 pm

My Mom Thinks I'm A Killer

Yea so,
My mom thinks I'm A killer,
which i really can't blame her,
cause with a pistol, nobody's illa,
these hollow tip bullets they kill ya,
gunnin, blowin chestplates back
till they stretched like elastic,
and there's no back on this man,
there's just pavement! oh man,
ain't no need for ambulance, ba-
-by, just bring black hearse, say
what you say, about pistol play,
about all the shit i do or say,
but momma didn't raise no fool,
so i joined the special forces,
did training on how to use a tool,
how to navigate courses,
i guess my momma could be right,
i could be a killer walkin in plain sight,
wearin white, suit, shoes, and a white hat,
just snap one day and assault with a bat,
an innocent pedestrian for saying the wrong thing,
or a bystander standin by, lookin the wrong way,
at me, cause u see it's all about me,
i'm a selfish whore, shit read my poetry,
it's pretty easy to see,
that i'm pretty content with myself,
i just hate everyone else,
on the planet.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby owly » Mon Jun 08, 2009 9:53 pm

Starring in the mirror
Reflected Self
Gazing back in blinking starkness
In realization
Only you staring back
In the gleam
With many selves containing
Go see
Do you know who you will really find
Will you know who is really looking back
Or will you know all to well
The demon at the end of your nose

Behold

No lies to hide
No lies to hide at all

................

i lift my hand and i spy a single grain of sand
i see in it's embodyment swirling smoke in the clout
i see a mighty black panther (popoki elele)
proud and stout, possed
every of its muscles shouts
i realize that grain of sand is you
the image fades and i see my former self
gawd is that monster i
i understand now
gawd damit i understand it all
learnt in the fall
it was me holly shit it was all me i was some sort of demeon
you had to claw the bark deeply
in your mighty feline form on your perch to fend off me
my wirlwind tried to dislodge you and tather
oh gawd my eyes are open and i'm horrified
i pray that i go blind i can't tear my eyes away
i saw it all
in the end it was easy to close them
they were well luded
in truth
from my eyes sprung a river
raging
a single word breached my lips
at first a inaudible murmer
again and again i repeated it
louder and louder each time
my whole heart in and behind each utterance
i cupped the grain of sand to protect it and hurt it no more
that grain of sand was you
as i screamed yes
so loud all the angles in hevean turned in their other plain to see
me scream
holding that grain of sand by my heart
i broke a rib
for that grain of sand is my whole world
it was through sight that i saw the er of it all
running with my demeons is not the cure
its only you being appart of my life and thats for sure...

................


All the roses in the world
Isn't worth a single glance into your depthless eyes
All men are not wise, there's barely any
I become wise in you
Your the calm of the ocean that make boats stand still
Your the power of the wind in it unlimited breeze
I love just floating in your sea
Your the back bone of my empire, it's only by your hand
The reason to my madness, the guiding star burning afar
Your the most kindest thing of all, your warmth lends peace
You can call my spirit from any vast deep
In you a mighty butterfly or bird of song
In you heaven becomes grand
Nope not all the roses in the world
In what would be its mountainesques pile
Isn't worth just one of your smiles
Lone NUT
Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of Robo-Cop
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Tue Jun 09, 2009 1:06 am

edit - gotta take that one back. it will never be read again by anyone.
here's a different one instead.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Sat Jun 13, 2009 10:21 am

My Girl

Some say it was love at first sight,
others say they're crazier than iron Mike,
But one thing's for sure, its been a delight,
and no matter what they say, its more than just "like"

Her lips are full and taste like sugar candy,
Her hair is long and smells like heaven,
When she sleeps, its oh so sweet,
Shes like an angel (who sleeps in till eleven)

Everything about her is perfect to me,
From her soft skin to her pretty toes,
She's my everything, the girl for me,
She's there for the highs and the lows,

My girl, let nothing stand between us,
Let never money nor drugs, nor famine or war,
stand between us, b/c all we have is us,
in the end, nothing else matters,

See I could lose everything as long as i have you,
I could always rebuild anew, but i must have you,
You're my one, my one and only, my girl, forever,
And I promise to love you like there's no tomorrow,

So I bid you, do you promise to love me back too?
Promise to do whatever it takes to make it work?
She says "I do," and i believe she loves me too,
My girl, yep, she seriously puts up with this jerk :P
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Sat Jun 13, 2009 6:41 pm

Evil Forces

Now I'm not religious, don't get it twisted,
so I don't believe in the devil, but i do,
think there's a demon tryin to slit my wrists,
he's inside of you and he's out yo off you,

See it's like some evil unstoppable forces,
that just won't let me go, ice cold clutches,
he's the guy who keeps a backup of resources,
for each drug i could ever need as crutches,

"Just one more time, come on Homie"
I'm sober and yet it's all i can fuckin hear,
"Come on don't be a bitch, be O'G"
he's pushin me over the limit, i truly fear,

I stare at my phone, imagining syringes,
piercin skin, blood shootin in, brain numb,
I swore I was forever, forever finished,
but there's a demon got me on the fringe,

I stare over the edge of a cliff, one foot off,
I know where I land if I take a step, death,
but the demon he tries to push my foot off,
he tells me to do speedballs of H and Meth,

My life was pathetic and then a girl came,
she changed everything, made it worth it,
to not use, to really do it. but then came,
the demon, and with his best ever shit,

This time he's not fighting me, cause he lost,
this time he's inside my girl, saying the same,
"Get high with your girl, or she'll get lost"
that's what he says in my ear, only me to blame,

My life is a shame, besides the Navy, I am,
nothing. but a junkie signing fake checks,
I wonder if the demon is me, just a sham,
maybe i'm just playin with a shuffled deck?

Point is, there's evil unstoppable shit after me,
everytime I get my life right, he returns again,
and when he comes back, i'm blind, can't see,
"fuck it" i say, relapse, commit some more sin,

I guess the "Devil" wins again, cause I just,
I just can't, leave my girl, i love her to death,
others may think its not real, its just lust,
but im willing to rish my life for my future wife,

We'll see who wins this battle, good or bad,
Demon or Devil, but there's something there,
he wants me to slip, he wants me dead,
but he better bring his A game, I truly care,

for my girl and i'll fight to have her.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby owly » Sat Jun 13, 2009 10:30 pm

She's like a little quiet timid stream,
that over time can cut through a mountain

A small force that has the remarkable power to do wondrous things
Extraordinary she is
To see her, Look to the shine

That is who My Woman is to me

A voice that lingers on the breeze, always there for me
compassionately comforting my needs
Through my insaneness, persistently pestering ways
Her ear always remains
There to listen
Can't everyone see?

That who my woman is to me

A friend, a leader, someone whom i'd admired again and again
I would ride to my death for less of a trait
In fact its become a regular thing
Under her wing
A deed i have come to long for
For my Lady
For my friend

That who My Woman is to me

And no matter how events unfold, or turnz
It will be like this in the final chapter of us
Despite how moods bend
As sure as the sun will rise in the dawn
Or fall to the Dusks horizon endz

That who My Woman is to me

A soft presence of beingness
A spark for all in the universe to see
As swift and strong as a Gale wind breeze
Or tall waves in the high sea's

Mylady
My friend
There is no end...
Lone NUT
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby owly » Sun Jun 14, 2009 7:57 am

Twisted serpent tongue un-mouthed
No truths will be spat out
We are but puppets, to be shut out
We all let in the winds of distorted sins
Under the serpents slightest whim
Brimstone, fire, foul smells of its hell
Our wills are felled under his spell
And still he looks down upon us
And in stealth he eases our minds
For our ever lasting whine
For all of mankind
And we all, stand in his line
Lone NUT
Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of Robo-Cop
If you think I don't make sense think about the evidence that Big Foot is my Papa and he got to protect ME!

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