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

Postby owly » Mon Jun 15, 2009 9:56 pm

You Know i love you
Baby you know i love you
So Much
So Much
Baby your so nice i really really love you
Theres one more thing i like to say right here
There one more thing i like to say right here
Baby you know i really love you
But you just won't let me
Baby there's one more thing i like to say right here
i'd say i love you so much so so much
Theres one more thing i like to say right here
Baby you just won't let me
Baby your so nice loaded with sugar and spice
i really really love... you so much
i live alone right now but your welcome to stay
i need your company
Theres one more thing i like to say right here
But baby you just won't let me
Baby you so nice i want to say it twice
Baby your so nice
i really really love you
i love you baby so much so much
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 » Tue Jun 16, 2009 11:17 am

Fuck If I Know What To Call It

How do I even begin to tell you...

Tuck gun tuck knife, words we live by,
take your life by, watch your eyes die,
before my very own eyes, insane,
win a fight even if i have to feign,
death, bam im back up and ur like fuck,
see my knife come out and know ur stuck,
again, forty two times in the spine,
what the coroner said, it was ur time,
shouldn't have fucked with the real,
now your in the dirt, coffin sealed,
and im still with my girl, dont get it twisted,
i know my last rap sounded like id cut my wrists,
and, swallow a bottle of pills and do heroin,
hair-on, or is it hair off? from kemo done,
for your hep-c, from that dirty tool,
such a fool, now what to do? fool,
naw im just clownin, im clean see,
and im breakin free of my chains,
tired of feelin like a horse with reins,
wrapped around my face, pullin me,
back, into the depths of drug use,
and when the past becomes the past,
ill still be a soldier, but ill face my past,
until then its time for valium shopping,
or some kind of pharmaceutical swapping,
to get me lifted to the clouds and beyond,
those little green pills ive become fond, of,
but they keep the monster in me at bay,
let him loose and see the world turn gay,
queer, opposite i mean, flip flopped,
so for now lets hope i find the drug shop.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Tue Jun 16, 2009 8:46 pm

My New Drug

Ok now before you begin to freak,
let me explain it all, not just a peek,
My new drug can't be bought on the streets,
You can't get it from a doctor and it can't be beat,
It's my new heroin, only instead of numb,
i feel happy beyond comparison to some... drug,
i love her like a fat kid loves cake,
i love the way her booty shakes,
i love her piercing blue eyes and pierced tongue,
i love kissing her until it literally takes my breath away,
she's the greatest thing to ever happen to me,
but im scared because i feel i dont deserve her see?
i keep thinking she's gonna be taken away from me,
somehow, some way, i fear, that's how it will be,
but she swears she loves me, and i believe her,
and i know i love her back, so maybe she's the cure,
to my fucked up life and bad luck,
did i mention how much we like to fuck?
but dont think its just about sex and lust,
not just about her nice ass and tight bust,
its even more about her personality,
sometimes i think its not reality, really,
i pinch myself and make sure its really real,
the pain tells me that these feelings are real,
i dont know what i would do without her here,
probably sit alone in the dark, writing, drinking beer,
losing my mind and plotting evil plans,
she's made me become more of a man,
we've both changed our lives for the best,
to make each other happy for the very rest,
of our lives, together we shall be,
moving as one, like the great blue sea,
so let me say it now for all the world to hear,
i love you baby, and only for you do i care,
for now and forever, and maybe some more,
i'll be there for you, no matter whats in store.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Thu Jun 18, 2009 8:53 pm

I'm Gonna Kill Myself - WARNING - The following text is sick, twisted, and downright awful. In some cases of depression, it can be known to bring about suicide. Please read at your own risk, and in a good positive mindstate. Forgive my fucked up mindstate as well. I can't help it. I think it's a brain disease or some shit. Anyways, enjoy.

I'm gonna kill myself, i'm still debatin,
in front of a baptist church, worshippin satan,
cock the gun, take the bullets out,
cock the gun, take the bullets out,
clip back in, safety off, thinkin,
wishin i could just magically shrink n',
disappear from a world that never wanted me,
but since thats not an option, i can see,
there's not many options for a soul lost like me,
suicide is an easy escape, so to be or not to be,
dead, in a gutter, with roaches clawin at my eyes,
at my funeral they all cry and read a bunch of lies,
about my life, choice pieces they picked out,
but the truth they dismiss, they leave it out,
because nobody cares about a suicidal loser,
so they twist shit to make it seem u weren't an abuser,
of drugs, sex, and sins, thought i was destined to win,
but i was wrong, raised to be the best, only to fail again,
now i see the light, the truth hidden from my sight,
that it's not gonna be ok, shit is not "all right"
its fucked up, and thats the way its gonna stay,
cause if my life is this fucked up its gotta be me,
there's nobody left to blame, nobody to go talk to the same,
so i'm ready to check out of this game,
take my quarters and just say fuck it all,
blow my brains out, splattered on my room wall,
no suicide note, more like a book, that will,
be compared to mein kompfe, cause i'll,
tell the truth the way i see it, thru my vision,
which is appalling to say the least, these images,
read the book and see the world through my mind's eye,
on second thought, that's probably a real bad idea,
cause it'd be like The Happening, a chain reaction,
mass suicide and hysteria, crazier than M. Jackson,
but right now i'm still debatin, smokin grits,
cleanin my gun, starin at the little bits,
of sand, and dust, caught in the chamber,
i just wanna make sure when it does go off, i can't be saved.
i'm gonna kill myself.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby owly » Thu Jun 18, 2009 10:30 pm

The death of passion twinkles painfully away
Causing my awareness to hover in a state of emptiness
No longer able to control any respect of natures reality
The fine edge of life is dulled
All hope is spent for emptiness consumes hungrily everything
Every shred of goodly armor and shields
Its grip holds as a loving mother would her child
But its grip defiles
Dispiritment rotted its mark well deep into my chest
My heart had to fight its flame; its fire
Its from darkness i came, so back to its hole i go
As a wrath in flight i fly
Never more am i
But a strand of wasted time
To be stored from sight away
O my plight
My home
The dark sustenance of fear i breach once more
Once more lo once more
Once more i'm on the floor
Lone NUT
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Mon Jun 22, 2009 12:43 pm

The Illlest

Eyes wide open, pupils expandin,
pop pills and pupils are contractin,
valium and yum yum suboxon,
miracle drugs from him,
the man, who gave us hairon,
finally gave us the antidote
Its bout fuckin time, quote...me
smoke risin like verizon wireless,
so high think i can fly a bus,
hijacked a bus of kids with the glock,
drove it off a cliff and stopped the drop with my cock,
rolled out and called a chopper,
said to the kids, get to the chopper!
get down! im not devius im arnold, get down!
clownin, again, just freestylin, rhymin,
killin ur fam and coverin bodies with lime, n'
shootin your house up with the click,
cali G's with Toledo Thugs, oh so sick,
when we get together, bodies drop,
knives come out and guns pop pop,
till you drop to the floor and flop flop,
like a fish outta water, seizure bitch,
we're the cure if you got the thug itch,
come thru in a lac, sippin on 'nac,
smokin weed, layin down a phat track,
not to a beat tho, this is straight accopella
im not a rapper, im an insane poet, the illa,
no wait, the illest, to ever put pen to paper,
and if my shit dont sell ill just pull a caper,
so fuck shakespeare, id challenge him to a duel,
10 paces, id take 2 n' blow his brains across the hall,
i told you before, whore,
i don't fight a fair man's fight, im loco,
koo koo, crazy, bizarre, prolly co co,
but ya know, still the best with a pen,
until my life comes to a tragic end,
i will remain, the illest to ever spit,
no modesty; dr mr toilet, i'm the shit
i'm a lyrical genius, trapped in this life,
of sorrow, poverty, drugs, an addict for a wife,
no way for me to pursue my true passion,
i don't fit the pop culture, the normal fashion,
im not rich, i cant afford to be just a writer,
so ill pursue a career i hate, but always forever,
will i remain the illest to ever grace poetry,
in any form, the grandest to ever create such artistry, and reality.
one.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Mon Jun 22, 2009 5:32 pm

My 2 Cents

Get ready for my 2 cents fuckers...

People say I should vote, use my right,
I laugh that they believe in elections,
its a pointless venture, fruitless fight,
it's all fake, they pick who they like,
you seriously think we get to pick?
you think they would put it in our hands?
let's be realistic, consider the dumbasses in our lands,
can you blame them? Or just feel shame,
that we can't be trusted with a decision,
but its the truth of the matter, precision,
truth, no sugar coating, just the raw,
like the coke the cops sell. pfft law,
gimme a break. half the cops are corrupt,
and the other half are fags, take it in the ass,
and i dont know about you but i dont trust a fag,
not as far as i can throw him for eyein me,
choke him in the parking lot, anyone can see,
there's no mercy in this heart of mine,
nothing but truth will i permit my mind,
to believe, i won't be a sheep like the masses,
fuck the man, the machine can kiss our asses,
if enough of us face the truth,
there can be a chance for our youth,
to have a real government, free,
of corruption and greed,
free,
of criminals and crooks,
free,
of ole timers with ancient books,
free,
but there must be a revolution,
we must march on washington,
and let it be known, we won't stand for it,
not any longer, we won't bail out their friends,
we won't lose our homes while they increase federal wages,
we won't let them destroy the middle class as they intend,
we must do something about it now, before it's too late.
And that's my 2 cents. Fuck the man. Fuck the United States Government. Fuck Obama, and every representive in both houses. Fuck all ya'll.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Tue Jun 23, 2009 12:04 pm

187 on a OOC Spy

Still smokin weed, ain't much changed,
winnin wars, explodin with a bang, n'
took a faith under my wing that had no direction,
came back after a year so blue won't see extinction,
but fools get it twisted, think im just power hungry,
think that I think I'm some sort of pharoah, zombie,
wrapped in balm, dictator like saddam, crazy,
but like i said, they got it all twisted,
they don't know what they missin,
and those mitch bade punks know who they are,
I won't say names but I'll put it together,
Reyshin can eat a dick and die slow,
When their down, kick, and laugh so,
Shoulda thought before you crossed me,
Cause soon you are going to finally see,
That the fact is, I don't need you, bitch,
You need me, like aloe vera for an itch,
I put the fire out, just by walkin thru,
I got a roster stacked; all vets, no new-
bies, not around here, naw, see you,
you think our leadernames tell you,
who we are, but its all false, a lie,
we're all under alts, who are we?
we're the heathens worst nightmare,
we were your best friend, all we share-
d, but now you wanna go and start shit,
over somethin I never did, i swear it,
you just make shit up as you go,
make excuses, put on a show,
and you figure that since its me,
all the rumors, they will believe,
and you're probably right, about that,
heathens and faithmates hate me, shit,
but i've changed and gave up the dope,
but some people are close-minded dopes,
they don't think people can change, they,
don't know what drugs do to what u say,
i can't apologize for how i've acted past,
but a real man knows the past is the past,
and thats that, especially when someone,
makes life changes like i did, i mean come on,
i was on drugs the whole time i played before,
now im clean a year, tryin to HELP the blue whore,
but you take it like I'm tryin to take over,
run you outta town, shove you over,
but that was never my intention, my motives,
were different. i just cared if blue lives,
if the game lives, even if only for one more age,
i just wanted one last chance, to be a decent GM,
and finish an age for the 2nd time ever,
instead of disbanding after a gangbang,
ask the heathens, or listen to the slang,
I've not had a single problem with anyone,
not until you opened your mouth, one,
too many times, and now you attempt,
to insult my guild, but where the fuck are you?
at the bottom of the ranks with 4 realms...
so tell me, exactly why the fuck i should care,
about anything you say, when you share,
OOC information with heathens in public,
nothin more than a spy, whisperin to ric,
i bet, you told em we were comin, i bet,
you want to see us to fail, just i bet,
just because we are Eaters, you hate,
so who's the ignorrant one, eh mate?
And while we're at it, let's ponder,
if im a joke, then man i wonder,
why everyone joined Eaters instead of G?
maybe cause you're a backstabbing punkass OOC information leakin worthless G
M. thats right, if you're so great,
then why didn't everyone migrate,
to your awesome guild, huh G?
its cause ur so lame, and im the G.
for real. now look into my eye,
cause its 187 on an ooc spy.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Tue Jun 23, 2009 1:39 pm

Thank You Decae

How can I even start to repay,
such a swollen debt i must say,
although I did "pay to play",
some say, i was a menace those days,
and its true, i was out of control that age,
i was young, dumb, and full of rage,
trapped myself in the fantasy like a cage,
kept me from thinkin bout loadin the 12 gauge,
i remember playin monarchy before bed,
i'd dream of knights and my enemies dead,
vivid pictures of castles and some dread,
so let me repeat something ive never said,
Thank you Decae, for all across the years,
There were times i was banned, i fear,
but you gave me chances again and again,
you prolly don't remember,
but you taught me a lot back then,
so in case i don't remember,
I wanted to say thank you, thank you,
for the game and giving me something to do,
for unbannments and giving me chances,
for christmas freedom, i did some dances,
Thank you Decae, for everything here,
for the community we love and share,
even though sometimes we don't get along,
it's just like a family, our bond remains strong,
You've given us something more than a game,
you've given us a place to truly call a 2nd home,
a home away from home, inside our minds eye,
where you can be anybody, RP, just lie,
You're name could be Grunt and talk like a caveman,
Or you could be Naggie-poo and artfully spam,
you can be anyone, evil or good, its amazing,
and if it ends before another resetting,
I just want you to know it was truly unforgettable,
Thank you for everything, and for being forgiveful.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby Mickal Redwater » Tue Jun 23, 2009 2:31 pm

Very raw stuff :) Lots of angst that shows. Your style is different, going with the non rhyming poetry (i have tried it myself from time to time) with what seems like very little structure to some of it. What it really reminds me of is Jack Kerouac and those kinda of poets back in the 50s and 60s, except for more of the modern kind (Which is understandably more violent, though i cant say necessarily more 'sexual' as much as more of a raw and even violent sexuality.

I hope you find writing a release :) My suggestion would be this:

Do something you dont want to with your poetry. I know this can be frustrating, and chances are youll want to crumple it up and throw it away... but it'll help. To truely be a freestyle poet like you try, youve got to be able to follow the rules first. My major rule of poetry is "You can't break the rules until you are a master of them"

What i did when i first started, was learn the basics. Try limericks and other such things.. i focused a lot on sonnets (different types) to the point where i can write one at the drop of a hat, and sometimes just think in iambic pentameter. Then when you can do that... you destroy it. Write a perfectly good sonnet (no one says sonnets have to be loveydovey either.. ive written dark ones) and then take it apart. Take out a sylable, make it sound unique. Switch 2 lines... play with it til its more than just a cookie cutter poem.


I'm always around to talk about it :)
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Tue Jun 23, 2009 3:44 pm

My Girl, Top Girl

I used to be a sailor, across the sea,
around the world, every port id be,
hitting up the clubs, startin fights,
tearin up the streets, bustin lights,
runnin from the cops, bustin shots,
back in the states, safe from a lot,
of possible jail time overseas,
so i nap and catch some Z's,
wake up years later, recovering addict,
searchin thru a lonely life, feelin sick,
she came by and cured my ailment,
asked for my number, hesitant,
I was shocked, taken back by her,
unbelievable beauty, n' sweet like sugar,
from that moment she had me on lock,
and its not about my game or even cock,
its about love at first sight, for real,
the kind of shit you read in books, ill,
the kind of love most never find,
we've got it now until the end,
of the world or our lives, cause
even if she broke some laws,
did this or that in the past,
personally, the past is the past,
and i could never leave her, no,
no matter what, seriously, so,
anybody wanna get at my girl,
can get a knife, in a circle-
ular motion, diggin a deep hole,
so you can't limp away, your soul,
is mine, if you come around here,
be prepared for war, shes my dear,
sweet thing, i'll never give her up,
and i know she feels whats up,
i know she loves me back, more
than anything in any designer store,
and she's so gorgeous, oh man,
its ok to look, i know right man?
she's fine as hell, baddest girl in the room,
lovely brunette, saving me from the gloom,
its like when she smiles i have to smile back,
its a feeling i get, and its a known fact,
that her blue eyes are piercing and unreal,
her body is just right, and the sex is surreal,
its hard to believe that any of it is real,
i know sometimes i cant believe it all,
but the fact is i've been graced with an angel,
to live with and grow with, to be with, to chill
with, to love and to hold, My Girl, Top Girl.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby Mickal Redwater » Tue Jun 23, 2009 4:19 pm

For all the darkness you have in previous poems, poems like that show that something in your life is right and that things are looking up ;)

even though i wont always approve of your language young man :P (i think i'm older.. maybe by a few months).

You should try rapping that one :)
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Tue Jun 23, 2009 6:49 pm

Come to the Dark Side

Come with me to the dark side,
the side of the world thats upside,
down, shit is fucked up for real,
and its not a mindstate or feel,
its not "the force" or a choice,
its a lifestyle, full of plenty toys,
like xanax, valium, vicodin vin vin,
mix em all together and see where it ends,
i dont know bout u but i wake up in jail,
blood all over me, guards dead, hell,
i walk right out the gate, sneeky,
flag a car down in a bloody jumpsuit on the e-way,
assault the driver, ok lets go,
pedal to the metal, welcome to the show,
glock out the window, shootin at tv choppers,
homies pop out the sunroof, shootin coppers,
wipeout and wrap the car around a tree,
exploded through the windshield with crazy intensity,
landed 300 yards away, with a broken back,
thank god i spent the drive smokin crack,
I'm sure its not why i crashed, no way,
it was just a freak accident, i say,
but its really the drugs talking, its not me,
i've been comatosed half the time see,
but the drugs they fuel me to insanity,
when my body shuts down, they turn on,
bring me back to life, put bullets back in my gun,
on foot fugitive is a dangerous son of a bitch,
best believe it, feelin like i got a money rash itch,
itchin me, all the time, i gotta have the green,
kill for it, do whatever it takes for it, i'm mean,
i don't give a fuck who you are, not shit to me,
you could never scare me, not after what i've seen,
so come with me to the dark side,
the dark dark side, where its oh so cold,
come with me, as G's we'll ride,
until the game's over and we grow old,
But more than likely we'll die and leave early,
this lifestyle ain't easy and lowers your life expectancy.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby owly » Tue Jun 23, 2009 6:56 pm

i love good poetry and you sir got it
Lone NUT
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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 » Tue Jun 23, 2009 7:07 pm

means a lot coming from you owly. especially considering i think your poetry is much more orthodox and "formal" (for lack of a better word) than the writing i do. im just tryin to freestyle whatever happens to be on my mind. so from one writer to another, thanks, because i respect your work a lot, even though its much different, like i said, it means a lot coming from a poet i look up to in ways.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Tue Jun 23, 2009 9:35 pm

The Realist Shit I Ever Wrote

Let my true fans know,
this be the realist shit i ever wrote.
once had to stab a man in the throat,
in a foxhole, it was me or him you know,
but i was lucky enough to deal the death blow,
coverin his mouth as blood spurts out the sides,
tryin to keep him quiet so my cover isn't blown,
I can't be found here, in enemy territory,
behind enemy lines, oh what to do?
flashback to when i was a shorty,
shot a fool in the back for robbery,
blew his torso apart like cherry pie,
i think i killed him, and thats no lie,
now fast forward, i got PTSD and anxiety,
i get buck wild and shoot up the tv,
for talkin to me funny, im crazy see,
shit i've seen, things its done to me,
but nobody cares about the vets these days,
1 in 10 say thank you and 0 know what the fuck they are sayin,
makes me so mad, makes me wanna get the AK and just start sprayin,
so they feed me valium to calm my nerves,
then a girl comes into my life and she serves,
evil and destruction on a platter so tempting,
i know its gonna end badly but still im hanging,
around, dont know why, guess im just lonely,
would i rather be miserable with pussy or miserable without?
its a question of difficult debate for me,
but oh shit, here she comes now,
so until next time, keep it down low.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Tue Jun 23, 2009 10:38 pm

Tour My Mind

I wanna crush the whole world in my palm,
so tell Korea not to worry about building a bomb,
cause I plan to hijack a nuclear sub and,
push the red button, launch nukes n'
laugh and watch the world burn in flame,
to you it may sound sick, but thats who i am,
i'm the man who makes fun of train crashes,
and mass shootings, long as it aint happenin to him,
im so sick my knife is double bladed, two-sided,
with 2 barbs on each end, to put holes in your head,
and pull your intestines out your gut when i cut,
you below ribs, couple swipes and slice up ur gut,
cut, cut, you from head to toe, shanked 59 times,
but thats what you get for tryin to slam my rhymes,
cause fact is, id rather kill a poet with a knife than a pen,
but my psychiatrist says to put the knife away again,
guess i'll go back to packin a 1911 smith & wesson .45,
layin fools out like summer of sam, start with five,
work my way up, take em out in the woods to die,
execution style, gagged and bound, so don't try,
escape is useless, don't bother, i'm not dumb,
i'm just insane, fucked in the head, emotions numb,
the sight of blood excites me into a frenzy,
when i spill it i feel it, make me wanna blow away a kennedy,
ever watch that shit real slow a few dozen times?
I have. In case I ever need to kill someone important,
what the hell do you do with your time thats so important?
probably not much better than a man who can name,
every serial killer who ever lived, such a shame,
to be cursed with such a sick brain,
obsessed with twisted shit, insane,
so i hope you've enjoyed the tour, through my mind,
i'm sure it's been disturbing, and it's prolly a sign of some kind,
but i don't believe in labels,
i believe i'm unique in every way mentally from the mass,
and i think everyone else is the crazy ones, so kiss my ass.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Mon Jun 29, 2009 10:20 pm

American Psycho

Call me insane, but the fact remains,
that im a psycho,

I creep up on you late at night,
duct tape so you cant put up a fight,
drag you to a stolen cop car,
lock you in the back, behind the bars,
no escape, you can't get away from me,
and i don't discriminate, color i dont see,
you could be white, yellow, or purple,
but when im on that syrup, durple,
ya know, i tend to do things most wouldnt,
like screw holes in your brain, thought i couldnt,
somehow you're still alive, eatin your brain,
pickin at it with chopsticks, ya im insane,
my next victim was a slick one,
big fancy lawyer, pull my gun,
stick it in her face,
shut up bitch, gimme that can of mace,
you dont know it but you're about to be a movie star,
see i film everything i do, even her cryin in the car,
i try to tell her, theres no use in cryin,
no matter what, tonight shes dyin,
cause the only happiness i can imagine,
is the world burning when i wake in the mornin,
meteors crashin to the ground, scorchin earth,
destroyin cities, ravagin the planet like a curse,
thats what i dream about at night,
now isn't that a fucked up sight,
every night you lay down to sleep,
see nothing but destruction, dont weep,
dont shed a tear, dont feel nothing,
numb to all fear, no emotions, anything
cold water runs through these veins,
makes me wanna do fucked up things,
so watch it, i suggest you lay low,
or in my trunk you'll end up stowed,
my next victim, future guy in a gutter,
"please no" is always their last mutter,
their last breath always the same,
will my rage ever be contained?
Probably not. I'm an American Psycho.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Mon Jun 29, 2009 10:35 pm

2009 Bonnie and Clyde

This is how the story goes, so pay attention,
she used to play the night but somethin happened,
was it love at first sight or somethin else,
even less understandable, how much less,
can i possibly understand these ladies,
i been played plenty of times, shady,
but somethin feels different this time,
its like she's my bonnie and i'm her clyde,
like we traveled through time,
spirits in the air, found their way to us,
she's a rider to the end no doubt, plus,
she sells more weed than i do, shit,
moves more pills than i do, get it?
has better hook ups and a plan,
a dream to own a hair salon,
i just hope i can help make it happen for her,
cause she's my everything, reason i get up for sure,
a morning without her is one without worth living,
i never thought i'd say it or have the feeling,
but i really think i'm in love, to the fullest,
there's nothin we can't do together, realest,
tuck gun tuck knife, she reminds me,
i laugh, but its just another sign i see,
just a little thing to you, but to me its huge,
she's a G, my bonnie, the cage to my rage,
she may be wanted in other counties,
but be prepared for war piggies,
cause i'm not givin her up without a fight,
i'll squeeze now and ask later, catch a flight,
the next one out to Jamaica, sippin margaritas,
2009 bonnie and clyde, yea baby that's us.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Wed Jul 01, 2009 5:56 pm

I'mma Kill UWARNING: The following poem/song is graphic and intended for sick and twisted audiences above the age of 21. If you do not meet said requirements, it is suggested you do not read the following. thank you. oh and its fiction, im just venting, im not really gonna hurt anyone, so chill my readers. its all gravy here.

Bitch I'mma Kill U,
creep up and duct tape you,
take you to the pond with cinder blocks,
watch you drown and sink to the rocks,

That ain't the verse, its just the chorus,
just a little intro of a story about some whores,
see there once was a man called captain save a hoe,
who met a hooker and thought he could save a hoe,
but you can't save those who don't wanna be saved,
and you can't take back the mess you've made,
threw me out and stole all my shit,
i bought everything in that place,
without me you'd be nothing but a whore,
but i made you, molded you into something more,
gave you a dream and put it in front of you,
but you spat in my face, so now i'mma murder you,
i'mma drag you through the woods to paint the forest,
tied, gagged, and stabbed, i'll lay you down to rest,

Bitch I'mma Kill U,
creep up and duct tape you,
take you to the pond with cinder blocks,
watch you drown and sink to the rocks,

Bitch I'mma Kill U,
all the love letters and promises broken,
played me and left my heart broken,
shattered, into fragments, never heal,
now my blood runs cold, i'mma kill,
somebody, so might as well be a slut,
a two face hoe with a cottage cheese butt,
slice you up from head to toe, and more,
you destroyed my life, a hole you tore,
through my very core, like u opened my chest,
with a bullet, though, i am the always the best,
so i'm warning you, don't push me bitch,
i got a trigger finger and it seems to have an itch,
to smoke a bitch in broad day, in the face,
so its a closed casket, cause ur such a disgrace

Bitch I'mma Kill U,
creep up and duct tape you,
take you to the pond with cinder blocks,
watch you drown and sink to the rocks,

I ain't done, this ain't the end yet,
drained my bank account, spent, spent, spent,
didn't give a fuck cause it wasn't your cash,
you were so used to gettin money for ass,
that you thought you had it comin, expected it,
no thank you's or grattitude, hell naw, shit,
all i got was kicked out and my shit took,
i should have seen, should have read u like a book,
but i got taken to school, learned a few things,
can't trust a bitch, but the lesson's a sharp pang,
pain, or worse, i can't describe it, not in words,
guess i'll just describe it through these swords,
shove one through ur spine so you can't run,
i'm tellin you bitch, sell my shit, and you're done.

Bitch I'mma Kill U,
creep up and duct tape you,
take you to the pond with cinder blocks,
watch you drown and sink to the rocks,

Bitch I'mma Kill U
creep up and duct tape you...
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Thu Jul 02, 2009 7:16 pm

I Know Its Over

I know its over, baby
we fight like kim and slim shady,
but i love you so much its killin me,
like a hole ripped through my soul, see,
i never wanted to leave, but i didn't see,
the love you truly had, u really cared for me,
i was blinded by rage, fueled by anger,
now at work you act like im a stranger,
i turned your life around, pulled u out the gutter,
then i fucked it all up, with one small mutter,
followed by a barrage of horrible verbal shit,
i dont know what came over me, really, it,
just happened, like it was all bottled up,
and it just exploded, my emotions erupt,
but i love you so much im cryin right now,
because im not next to you, i mean how?
how did this happen to us? we were in love,
but you act like im nobody, like im ur cuzz,
its all my fault, i know, and i admit it,
im strong enough to admit some shit,
even if you don't want to believe it at all,
the truth is, i miss you, please call,
i slid a note under your door, prayin you would answer,
but i know you're not gonna, i know, baby, it's over.
i'm sorry.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Fri Jul 03, 2009 2:02 pm

AM3RICA'S M0ST WANT3D

I'll probably be punished for hard livin,
a thug trapped in a social prison,
lord forgive me if i blast some fools,
it was me or them, came to the tools,
what would you expect me to do?
scream peace while the other man shoots?
bomb first, art of war, makaveli,
basically im saying dont test me,
cause although you wear a vest,
it dont mean shit, im not aimin at ur chest,
im aimin at ur brain, and i dont miss,
shoot half inch groups, never miss,
i know the fbi and dea are watchin me,
and one day i'll probably be on tv,
in handcuffs, with a blunt, stoned,
america's most wanted, in the end alone.
locked away in a cell with no windows,
45 days in the hole, drownin in sorrow,
and self pity, wishin i had sheets,
to hang myself, id rather die than live like this.
or should i say like that,
cause i ain't been caught yet,
nope, still slick rick,
sniff out a trap or trick,
hell i can smell a pig from a mile away,
but when they come for me, i say,
they better bring the artillery,
or creep up while i sleep,
cause i'll go out like Scarface,
sprayin the AK all over the place,
lettin loose till they kill me, filled with 52 bullets,
but until that day comes, i hope you appreciate a poet.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Sun Jul 12, 2009 6:57 pm

Evernight Radio

Daddy come first and daddy come last,
Deal with fools on the block with a blast,
from the 45, plockin holes like doughnuts,
act real hard but they got grapes for nuts,
Told my bitch to get the fuck out the truck,
bitch wouldn't listen, so you know she got struck,
kicked to the curb like a tumbleweed,
catchin heat cause i love my weed,
pigs can you please let a hustler be,
find somethin to war on that don't involve me,
like poverty, instead of war on drugs,
so they can push in my door, search the rugs,
for drugs, for rocks, for anything they can,
try to pin a case on me but im a smart man,
i got money and i got lawyers, and im white,
so the cops can try with all of their might,
but you'll never keep me behind bars,
better chance of humans livin on mars,

I'm on the evernight radio - radio
I'm on the evernight a hum, radio
I'm on the evernight radio - radio

Ridin through the hood with a sac of rocks,
saggin our jeans to hide the 4-5 glocks,
get a letter from my homie doin 25 to life,
wants to come home, but till then, watch his wife,
take her groceries once a week, pills daily,
watch the kids when she passes out, lately,
i write him back and say everything is ok,
cause if he knew the truth he'd hit the damn fan,
sometimes white lies are better than blunt truth,
learned that last time i told my girl the truth,
she flipped out and had to be slapped the fuck up,
just to shut her the fuck up,
know better than to talk to me that way hoe,
i'm a soldier with stripes in this battlefield so,
if you're just a whore, better get your mind right,
for you get a gun up your pipes, ya your tight,
you know what imma say, but im not,
cause this one is for the kids, ha, not
pussy

I'm on the evernight radio - radio
I'm on the evernight a hum, radio
I'm on the evernight radio - radio

I was gonna go to court, but then i got high,
I wasn't gonna run from the cops, but i was high,
I wasn't gonna shoot your homie, but i got high,
I wasn't gonna fuck your girl, but, sigh, i got high,
I let a girl ruin my life because I got high,
ran through my money and got me arrested,
gave me an infection, yea thats right infested,
with blood borne diseases and traces of,
other unknown shit, the doctors dont know of,
never seen before, i think its called the whore disease,
or was it the bitch flu? i can't remember see,
but i know she gave me some shit i didnt want,
like everything she ever gave me, what a cunt,
soon as she gets outta jail imma smoke her,
and im not talkin about lightin a blunt either,
im talkin about killin a bitch and burryin her in ether,
so her soul burns eternally, the fire burns forever.
and ever.

I'm on the evernight radio - radio
I'm on the evernight a hum, radio
I'm on the evernight radio - radio
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Sun Jul 12, 2009 7:30 pm

Shouldn't Cross a Player

The glock goes pop pop,
the AK goes chop chop,
and chop chops ya up,
like chop suey, ya stuck,
you suck, you can't hang,
not with G's like us, bang,
bang, what i said to the cop,
sped off as his body drop,
stole his car, lights on,
doin 100, blown out on,
tons of drugs, cause we thugs,
we run the streets, with mean mugs,
killin your fam, but somebody gotta do it,
guess its gotta be me, cause i dont give a shit,
this life could end tomorrow,
and if it does, feel no sorrow,
because my life is nothing but pain,
i pray for it to end everyday, insane,
somethin wrong with my brain,
cause i think im the only sane,
one, left on this planet,
i can barely manage it,
keepin my hand off the knife or gun,
people just make me wanna spray, watch em run,
or watch em fall to the ground,
shudder in shock, like they smoked a pound,
flop like a fish outta water,
shouldn't ah crossed a player.
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Re: My Poetry (R Rated / and Owly!)

Postby DeviusZwei » Mon Jul 13, 2009 5:42 pm

Victims of Love

Do you believe I love you?
Yea she said, head on a pillow,
I caress her skin with my hand,
so soft to the touch, cant understand,
how she keeps it so soft,
how she keeps it so wet,
how she keeps it so 100,
how she falls asleep after sweet love,
that innocent face in slumber, my love,
could watch her sleep for hours,
but now the taste is so sour,
the love is gone, replaced with hate,
you punched me in the face, now wait,
how could you assault me after all i did,
i changed your life, brought you up, kid,
raised you out the gutter, gave u a life,
a reason to live, not to mention future wife,
but you changed in front of my eyes,
acted like i was a stranger, i sighed,
i lied, a lot, about a lot of things,
guess thats why im no longer your king,
guess thats why you hit the fan, hit me,
i threw you out the truck, its all i can see,
for the last few days, it wont leave me be,
i never should have done that, but thats me,
i never should have done a lot of shit i did,
but i did it, and thats who i am at heart,
so i guess this is where we now part,
you're in jail for warrants, im in a personal prison,
wishin i could trade you places, i wanted a son,
can you believe that i wanted you to father my kids?
and that if i could i'd take your place in jail, i dont kid,
or joke about shit like that, everything is my fault,
i provoked the hate, i destroyed what we once had,
i didnt mean to but somehow i did, i guess i got mad,
forgive me for all i have done, dont hate please,
because truth is i'll always love you, seriously,
but fact is we were the victims of love tragedy,
we weren't meant to be together, now i see,
opposites attract but eventually erupt,
like we erupted in that truck, fuck,
its all over baby,
its over, forgive me.
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