Saturday, August 6, 2011

@Lyrikal Vixen

LONELINESS


AS  I  SIT ALONE ON THE SWING SET,
STARRING AT THE PEOPLE
WHO COULD BE MY FRIENDS.
SCARED TO SEE ME,
AS THE MONSTER IVE BECOME.
TRYING TO MAKE THEM STAY,
AS THEY RUN AWAY.
HOPING, PLEADING
THAT THEY WILL STAY, PLAY, AND LOVE ME.
I USE ALL MY STRENGTH TO HOLD THEM BACK,
THEY FIGHT AND I END UP HURTING THEM.
KICKING, SCREAMING ,
BLOOD IS EVERYWHERE.
MY VISION TURNS RED,
I SCREAM HOLDING ON .
MY TEDDY IS STARRING AT ME, MY ONLY FRIEND,
I COLLAPSE ON THE FLOOR.

LOVE N HATE


I LOVE YOU BUT I HATE YOU .
I LOVE TO HATE YOU BUT I HATE TO LOVE YOU.
THE HATE I FEEL IS TO COVER UP THE LOVE.
IF I HATE YOU THEN YOU WONT KNOW I LOVE YOU .
IF I LOVE YOU THEN YOU WONT KNOW I HATE YOU.
WHY CANT I LOVE TO LOVE YOU .
WHY CANT I HATE TO HATE YOU.
THERE’S NO LOVE WITH OUT HATE .
THERE’S NO HATE WITH OUT LOVE.
IF YOU DON’T LOVE YOU END UP HATING.
IF YOU DON’T HATE YOU END UP LOVING.
WHERE THERE’S LOVE THERE’S HATE.
WHERE THERE’S HATE THERE’S LOVE.
MAYBE YOU CAN HAVE A LITTLE HATE AND A LOT OF LOVE.
MAYBE YOU CAN HAVE A LITTLE LOVE AND A LOT OF HATE.
EITHER WAY YOU HAVE SOME LOVE, SOME HATE.
IS THERE A SUCH THING AS HATEFUL LOVE?
A SUCH THING AS LOVABLE HATE?
WHO KNOWS, WHO CARES?
I JUST KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU BUT I HATE YOU .


LOVE


LOVE IS NOT JUST SOME 4 LETTER WORD
WHEN SOMEONE TELLS YOU THEY LOVE YOU IT’S COMING FROM THE HEART.
IT’S NOT LIKE YOUR SPECIAL,OR I CARE IT’S SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT .
IT’S THE HIGHEST LEVEL OF AFFECTION BEFORE YOU’RE CONSIDERED A STALKER.
LOVE IS WHAT WE SPEND OUR WHOLE LIFE SEARCHING FOR.
IT CANT BE EXPLAINED BUT ONLY DESCRIBED AS A STRONG FEELING.
ONCE YOU EXPERIENCE IT NOTHING COMES CLOSE.
 THE FIRST LOVE YOU EXPERIENCE IS THE  HARDEST ONE TO LOSE.
IF LOST PAIN IS THE NEXT EMOTION FELT.
  IT IS BETTER TO HAVE LOVED AND LOST IT THAN TO HAVE NEVER HAD IT AT ALL.
WHEN LOST IT IS HARD TO LET GO ,BUT SOMETIMES IT IS NECESSARY.
SO YOU DISCOVER ANOTHER FOUR LETTERED WORD:HATE, BUT THAT’S ANOTHER STORY…… 

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

DAME UNIQUE

@Dame_Unique


BY DAME UNIQUE


A MILLION




I could type a million words and still won’t be able to display how I feel.


I could sing a million notes, and yet one won’t understand.


I should relax for a million days, and maybe someone may notice I’ve left?


I once walked a million miles, and by chance someone caught up.


I was thinking about dancing to a million tracks, only I’ve got 500.


A million moves, in a million times, over a million years & I remain in one place
Posted 4 days ago


If ever I


If ever there was a moment in time I could re-live, it would be my moments with you.
The times we kissed,
Were like a trip to another dimension,
Everything around us so serial, like a Dali statuesque…So beautiful.


If ever I could hold your hands
Feel you caress my skin
Like a night in satin sheets…so loving


If ever I could re-live a moment
It would be that moment you said “Dominique I love you” like the ocean singing on a starry night…so dreamy


If ever I could re-live a moment would be the first time we made love.
Like a golden screen movie scene…so passionate.


If ever I could re-live moments would be all that I had with you, like a diamond in my heart hand crafted by us two.


If ever I, If ever I…If ever I stop remembering moments…Surely we can create more


WHEN I DIE


Two aspects of life guarenteed, I was born, I’m living, eventually shal die!
When I die, will you cry…? And if so why?
I make you happy right? Even through hard times, I do my best to apologise…only I’m stuck…
When I die, please note your forgiven and I love you! Always have although I hardly show.
When I die, smile and ill know…be happy I’m in heaven with the angels of family and friends past…when I die sing and dance by the mass…
Enjoy life every moment, dye your hair blue…do what I did one day or even better do u!
When I die, imma be smiling over you, every last one family, friends, foes! Imma keep u close…
When I die, remember I told u “life,….life is a blessing…enjoy the moment u have with life…as u don’t know the time you have to say bye…don’t go sleep on a arguement kiss and make up….be sad if u want but don’t let evil break up!…remember Unique said life is like a drop of rain,….warm, cold, ice,….sometimes pain….laughter…every emotive game”
When I die, ill be with you always in spirit x


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Monday, June 20, 2011

MORE Lyrikal Vixen

SONG CRY

I can’t see em’ coming down my eyes so I gotta make this song cry,I cant see my eyes anything but dry so I gotta make this song cry.

Life as a kid wasn’t anything but ruff. Seeing mama in the kitchen snorting that stuff. She did what she had to keep us all off the streets. Sold herself to strangers just so we could eat. She held her head and swallowed her pride. Laid next to strangers for a place to sleep just for the night. Got into fist fights damn near every day. Because mama had sex and for that she got paid. Things got worst and mama got sick. After all the years of sucking that glass dick. Went to get help but never stuck to it. Had big dreams but never would pursue it. Nowhere to live and not a place to stay. In and out of shelters just going day to day.  Many mistakes made with no lessons learned at all. But I’d be damned if you’ll ever see a tear fall.

I can’t see em’ coming down my eyes so I gotta make this song cry,I cant see my eyes anything but dry so I gotta make this song cry.

As we got older we thought it would get better. Not knowing that was the drizzle of bad stormy weather. More kids, more drugs and more wrong decisions. The older we got the more we seemed to witness. Sum habits were given up for new ones to be gained. The parents smoking dope and the kids selling cocaine.  The bigger kids left but the younger ones stayed. Hoping that with time the bullshit would change. Future years brought improvement but struggles remained. So I put my shit on paper and let the pens tear ease my pain. I got on my knees, prayed with hands folded to the sky. Asking god to cancel his plans and keep my fam safe at night. Even with bad times lurking I refused to stop. And for the sake of the children I never let a tear drop.

I cant see em’ coming down my eyes so I gotta make this song cry,I cant see my eyes anything but dry so I gotta make this song cry.

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Monday, June 13, 2011

Lyrikal Vixen

Lyrikal Vixen




I’M OKAY
     
Sitting here starring at sad grey skies,
Never thinking that I would have to say goodbye.
U were my best friend so no one can ever take your place,
But I’ll never understand why god took you away.
My smile will never curl quite the same,
Till I’m up in heaven starring at your face
I cried many a nights & you’re still not here,
I thought it would get better with each tear.
But it never got better it just got worse,
Not even time could heal my hurt.
Walking around like shit don’t faze me,
Tryna act like they didn’t just take away my baby.
My memories store things I cannot replace,
But in my heart you hold such a special place.
Soon I’ll be able to get it altogether,
Cause after da rain it’s always rainbow weather.
Losing your love only made me stronger,
But I only wish you could have stayed a little while longer.
Swear you were only here a short amount of time,
And now I’m lucky enough to have you as an angel in the sky.
It makes me smile thinking how we use to act,
But some tears I shed cause I’ll never have that back.
 Know even though I cry I know you’re in a better place
I choose to carry on because you would have wanted it that way.
Tears fall but don’t worry I feel no pain.
Just waiting for the day I get to shoot the breeze wit you again.
I can’t quite put into words just what to say,
So I’m just writing to tell you………… I’m Okay.

STONE

this evenin
by Simon Stone

If I reach
If I approach
If I seek
what I need the most
If I speak
If I don't
If I am weak
I dream of being soaked 
there is only a garden
with me and you
dance to a romance tune
I enter your mind
as the sky darkens
what can I do?
make use of a lonely room
interlocked grind
when I arrive
When I touch
when I feel
I have waited so long
when I count 5
When I admit I want so much
when I reveal
passions song
this evening might I
this evening I must
this evening this time
this moment this night I
won't let go u can trust
your hand fits mine
interlocked grind
-stone
@DECATURSTONE

Saturday, May 7, 2011

BY DARIAS LANHAM

Period Piece

I am a dot in the novel of existence
Yet I can create and destroy an idea simply by my placement
An emergency brake on your Train of though
Splattering your dreams on the windshield of reality
Poetry's careening eloquence is too wild to tame
Using. Me. As. Pregnant. Pauses. instead of allowing me to dictate form
Streams of consciousness cannot be dammed by dots in existence
Only to overflow memory banks with the primordial essence
Redefining my place in language's celestial menagerie
To that of the literary meteorite burning bright across the sky
Only to pale in comparison and fizzle out amongst Creation

Numb

If I told you I died a thousand times would you believe
Heart made of concrete from being treated like sidewalk
People stepping over my pain like a bum in the street
Dead on my feet numb from the drug of Experience
Exhilarating depressant making me ignorant of Agony
Tapestry of Illusion making me look Positively into the Unknown
Hopping into Hurt and Ecstasy without a care
Dare I slip across the crystal stair with nothing to brace my fall
Laying my life on lines to make shapes from inkblots 
Just to tell you peep what I wrote---- Ain't that egotistical?
Just as Sorrow is selfish in its Solitude
I am selfish in my own self deprecation 
Sacrificing my self on crucifix's I don't need to bare
Just to tell the world "BEHOLD! An artist's struggles"
If my altar were as big as my Ego I'd burn for a thousand moons
Tomb built with walls of Alliteration trapped by the muse....

Off Topic (Ayn Rand)

I feel like screaming; and thats if anyone can hear
In this world void of individuals deaf from Conformity
No one can hear you scream in the Deep Space known as Humanity
Living dark matter existing as solitary parts of a mundane whole
Who will cry for Mavericks trailblazing
Using solar flare's as Highways to Ever After
Only to crash in an Alien Matrix you call the Adult World
My only responsibility is to procreate thought Impregnating spirits 
Cultivating embryo's of Free Thought in Barren Mental Wombs
Resurrecting God from Mere Man; damn your petty 9 to 5
My degree is in Liberation; escaping falsehoods of rigidness
Mutable Life Essence transforming through Existence
I am.... Everything that is because what was is my Potential
Soul on Ice trying to avoid becoming a Soul On Fire
Lest I am consumed by my Passion; engulfed in flames of Expression
In a Kamikaze dance with Destiny throwing Could Be's to the Wind
Allow me to relish in the sensual; tasting the wine of Decadence that is
Genius.... Mercurial mind threatening status quo
With quicksilver synapses exchanges; my mind is my gun
Blood of revolution drips from tongues before war is tasted
Forecasting hollow tip showers with a chance of heartbreak
So is the Destiny of the malleable non conformist
Transforming so much we wander the Deep Space of Humanity
Like comets with no home....

The Lonely Poem

Let me touch you; don't be selfish with your Grace
Who'll sing a song for a lonely Poet
That writes love songs for women he can only desire
Who hangs on emotional ledges only to commit Suicide
In relationships limited to fascination always ending with missed calls and voicemails
I can't express my daily heartbreaks in words, searching for perfection
Leaves me pissed off and disappointed, envying those who settle for less
At least their beds aren't empty at night
Mentally masturbating in a pillows faux embrace
I can almost taste the Untouchable Tangible on my lips
Heart melts I'm Heart Felt my Heart BREAKS it starts over again
So I can't love her because being her love-er means I'm starting over again
But her doesn't exist to me until I pull her in my sheets
So I leave my contacts at longing touches and deep gazes
Wishing for more but unable to explore the hearts abyss
Lest the dark place holds something I can't control....
BY DARIAS LANHAM

Friday, May 6, 2011

*NEW POEMS* FROM DARIAS LANHAM

Naked

As the silhouette of your curves slides through the shadows
Light sneaking through windows illuminating my anticipation
Show your eyes as penetrating and mine as submitting, longing in the mirror
Hungering for something deeper than, but as shallow as the carnal
You don't reject the imperfect prose of my naked form
As the honesty of your bare skin makes you living art
Your are intimidating yet vulnerable; filthy and divine
As we are purified by the flames of unrequited lust
Ashes to ashes my soul turns to dust as your oral alchemy
Transmutes orgasmic death into sensual rebirth
The pulsations of your Love Below reverberate on my lips like a Speakerboxx
And all was swallowed lost in the bass of a heartbeat
Guitar licks of your tongue making melodies on my nerves
Turning my moans into pleasure itself personified
And you become deified as my Aphrodite and I'm....
Just Hephaestus under your hips; I'd fall from Olympus
To be a god reduced to your super powered sex slave
Who care's for the next day when our eternity is now?
And the only regret is that this very eternity we feel is finite
So as I sink into your sheets like black ink my only request
Is that you use my instrument to express our poetry to the world


Ikarus Never Flew

If I died tonight my sarcophagus would be gilded by broken dreams
Transformed into a fools gold to cover my faults
Ikarus that never flew staring through his prison tower window
Wondering if lift off would be worth it at all
Forced to crawl, but if my protests against this world are wrong
I'll never be right and accept the slavery of your limitations
Superman exists with kryptonite chains of law and disorder
With psychological borders as imaginary as  state lines
The same state lines blocking my freedom
But I'd gladly leave this mausoleum of comfort and chance the living world
Dead on arrival at birth... I still was born
Simply to die, trying to live and fill
The dash on my gravesite with some form of significance
Greatness isn't a goal its the only
Die enormous over living dormant and lonely
Envying the success of those who cloned me
While the original record gathers dust amongst samples and remixes
BY DARIAS LANHAM, NOM DE PLUME OHINI JONEZ