Dark Poetry #5 |
A Dark Poets Anthem |
Def-init Member
since 2008-12-03
Posts 186Toronto, Canada |
Dedicated to the dark soul's of the men and women of PIP! Enjoy! We were born breathless, a piece of property used in business just a presence with no patience for parents that don’t what us. Our poems are adjacent to amazement, No noticeable nemesis, Say our piece, pounding a table with a fist Sticking a crucifix through you with purpose cause of the age we spent in necropolis. Developed an encryption of intangible poems With no physical description. We have regrettable memories of being long gone Our cigarettes, a silhouette of blue smoke while reading about the countries debt. Consider us the divine dragons, an Admiral pawnin Ensigns. We look for opposition, wishing we could deaden a sinner But the only comparison we found...was in our mirror On a coast. we stand there. we stand alone seeking subliminal rays on the border of livin in criminal states Minimum hate to any man. We would rather step to there face The best kept secret thought we would never be told. Now It seems the clever unfold. We are torn apart now. Grew up with nothing. Our thoughts caved miles from nowhere naturally occurrin' like an Obsidian the look in our eyes so pure so corrupted We are entrepreneur's that staged the battle of Marston Moor The first people unafraid to strap a bayonet in the civil war We put nails to coffins like prayers to christens We use a period, a question mark and a comma Leave you in awe when we write the first, second and third part of any saga. Our poems, more powerful than a political detainee with verbal cannons that leave other poets damaged with no hands, a spine spasm unable to 'grasp' our poems even if we used sign-language It’s evident that we rhyme mean, with poems leftover in a bag like evidence on a crime scene. In fact, the failing of movement from these poets burial position will be felt more than the NYPD shootin up an unarmed black convention (......whoa!!!) |
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Suncleaver Member
since 2009-01-18
Posts 481Stafford England |
'Developed an encryption of intangible poems With no physical description.' I believe that this is the inspirational core of the poem. I realy like your style, it has a very strong romantic feel yet a more contemporary almost urban flavour. It's powerful, hard-hitting and precise. Nice one bud On the seashore I espy the dreadful void under the tides |
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Def-init Member
since 2008-12-03
Posts 186Toronto, Canada |
Thx for the input |
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