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mama5
Junior Member
since 2009-05-27
Posts 19
England UK

0 posted 2009-07-08 08:20 AM



I lie in bed awaking
A day ahead just waiting
Like yesterday in the making
And everything is aching
I get up for the faking
My rage is gently baking
My body won't stop shaking
I feel like I am breaking
Can't remember what I'm chasing
Can't face what I am facing
Mustn't waste what I am wasting
But now my heart is racing
Coz I can't crack the casing
To the base that has been basing
Itself in your creating
To forget what I'm forsaking
Subject to your constraining
My thinking is now failing
The sounds they won't stop wailing
My rage is off the railing
Now I need to start the caning
Before I'm twisted by this feigning
To stop my mind from craving
Much more than you've been saving
Don't know how I keep on taking
These things I have no faith in
This place I have no place in
The rats that I'm not racing
Trapped inside the casing
In a world that's of your making
All my thoughts are fading
While yours are over taking
My will to live is waning
I cannot keep my brain in
My temper keeps on flaming
I try to keep on taming
I've baked and now I'm raging
Can't seem to keep on caging
The chaos that I'm waging
Can't stop my mind from fraying
No sense to what you’re saying
The gaps you leave are gaping
My nature you are raping
Just with the way you're shaping
My perception of creation
I lie in bed awoken
With words that are unspoken
Don’t know what I believe in
Because new ideas just creep in
Make my brain just not stop twitching
I can't scratch this mental itching
And my thoughts they keep on switching
With the patterns that you're pitching
They're undoing all the stitching
And my stream of thought is dripping
As my mind endures your stripping
Of my concepts that are ripping
The foundations of your gripping
But still my mind is flipping
My lucidity is slipping
There’s no sense to what I’m feeling
Or why I’m sticking to the ceiling
And my mind it’s started pealing
Coz in my absence you’ve been stealing
All the things I find appealing
In my presence you’re deceiving
And I know you’re never leaving
So I see it’s time to give in
And I know how I can fit in
But I know I can’t stop thinking
So my only path is sinking
So I’ll have to get the inkling
In this place you make me live in
To ignore my logics linking
And be part of the unthinking
Be a fool for your opinion
As I lap up your black semen
For it’s giving me the gumption
For the way you make me function
Now the things that I’ve ingested
Make your ads look more suggestive
And my mind becomes arrested
As I’m much more interested
And I’m losing my perspective
As yours is more accepted
You tell me I’m heretic
My resistance is pathetic
But I never could forget it
Even though I can’t correct it
While my mind has been upsetted
But my temper is just tepid
As your way starts to affect it
I feel I have been sedated
Swallow words that are unwieghted
Make me be so uncreative
In the way that you expect it
Just a drone in your foul cesspit
Is the way it pays to keep it
If you want me to continue
With each and every sinew
To help you to accrue
All the stuff that is untrue
And in this way you’re winning
But my mind is over spilling
And my ailing brain is spinning
As your secretion stops its killing
The impulse of my thrilling
Your order’s stopped its drilling
But still my thoughts are thinning
With your evidence of sinning
I’ve lost all control of living
The concept is so shrilling
And intensely unfulfilling


We stand up now awoken
By all the words that have been spoken
So much love in all we're thinking
The light's bright and we're not blinking
We've lifted off the ceiling
Giving thanks for all we're feeling
It gets dark and we're still breathing
And with every breath we're feeding
The beauty that we believe in
Yes! the beauty that we believe in



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LaGraceLa
Member
since 2011-01-30
Posts 243
Minnesota, USA
1 posted 2011-02-13 09:50 PM


Oh my god, wow. I have no idea on what to say other then wow. That is... wow. Amazing amazing job. I love it.

XxForever.BrokenxX
Senior Member
since 2008-01-20
Posts 891
Neverland
2 posted 2011-03-16 06:15 PM


Wow....That was...wow. I love how everything flowed so nicely and just kept going. At one point, i'll have to admit, it got a bit tiresome to read but it was made up for with such a beautiful ending.

Fantastic work, library for sure.

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EmilyTheStrange
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I have a pet unicorn...his name is Flavius, as in Flavius Belby. Flavius does not like gumballs..

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