

Backwards premonitonLove is just one big funeral march, the beat, the drums, the broken hearts, time has taken the rose, from the path, I once chose, her friends, family are standing there, Sadness sits twiddling it's thumbs, The saddest days are yet to come, The rain, it falls, tears are hidden, Death stands holding his sythe, tear ridden, He did not mean to end this life, He would not, Could not end her life, Even evil is sad this very day, No one dares to walk away, The reverin chokes down his tears, Fills the world with meaningless prayers, Likes of those, tBackwards premoniton


This Drowning BoxI sit within this drowning box, Piano keys play the end of a tune, It seems the keeper of fate, Has sent the signs too late, and my heart is already consumed, I built up walls, Just to cloud her face, She is my assailant, My disgrace, The music droned on, So did the drones, Their arms flailing around, To the same old tones, And the lights, Turned white, In all her beauty, Her eyes as blue as the sea, Crushed something inside me, All I ever felt, Was this water beside me.This Drowning Box


Me and My ShadowEvery girl that I have dated, Has dyed her hair black, The last girl that I kissed, Put a bullet in her brain, If this is life, Then It's driving me insane, I was going the right way, But I changed lanes, Time is pain, So is love, But I've never felt it, So I can't complain, I'm self destructive, Unproductive, I never need, I just bleed, Nothing, Hey you, do you feel me, Your fake, your image is faded, I wear the clothes, Say the words, All I attract is freaks, I guess that is what I deserve, Fuck this lifeMe and My Shadow


The sideways vertical bulletMy dad can't understand me, and mother couldn't really give a shit, My brothers an asshole, I wish I could run away, But I have no where to go, Time is a bitch, Life is a rogue, That never lets you go, Until your bloody and cold, I could snap at any time, You laugh, when I say I could fuck you up, I'll just pull a gun, just to show you it, One bullet and down you go, So you think your better cause of money, I'm Homo sapien, You fucking dummy, No matter how rich you are, We're all the fucking same, We all play the worst game, ....CThe sideways vertical bullet
| Names Nick, Pretty much an emotional poet,My poems are the words of my soul about 2,000 of them aren't digitized yet, 1,000 of them are somewhere. 500 are lost. Sometimes I get down, but I always manage to get around you know what I'm saying. Anyways, Poetry is love, love is peace. I live and love in the New Zealand. But my mind wants to travel. I can even forget how many i actually have haha |
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The kiss,
The sweet eclipse on ones lips,
Like hands become fists,
The sweet embrace,
And from the flower of love comes hate.
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Awesome poems btw...
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The kiss,
The sweet eclipse on ones lips,
Like hands become fists,
The sweet embrace,
And from the flower of love comes hate.
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