sounds like from the past

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from your past? gross.

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I say that metal music is a bridge BETWEEN human and HELL! >

The Suicidal Alphabet Poem
Apprehensive thoughts
Buried deep inside
Controlling her emotions
Daring not to breath
Escaping through music
Fighting the urge
Glances Down at her wrists
Hope has gone Astray
Imperfection reflects in the mirror
Jealousy has taken control
Knowing her own weakness
Lies unknowingly fill her Head
Metal penetrates her ears
Nothing can change her
Opens the bathroom door
Pushing her life into Distress
Questions load her mind
RAzor held to flesh
Slashing into delicate skin
Tearing into her life
Utilizing the precious Tool
Violently thrown to the Floor
Wishes she could turn back
X-ray vision of her broken Heart
Yearning for love
Zipping into The Darkness
 
Idk why I wrote this poem... I was just reeely bored and thought it would be cool to write a poem with every letter of the alphabet.. and then once I started writing, all I could think about writing is something dealing with suicide

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I wrote this right after the Haiti earthquake.


A soul to live but be fallen to the ground
Living alone with the walls crashing around
The cries are heard overhead
Of each human left off for dead
The Blood it flows, to the streets their bound
I see death, Desolation all to be found
Opened the gates of Hell to Earth
We live alone, but feel no Rebirth
Buildings once stood tall
But then the Earth shattered, fall and fall
Thousands dead, but to no peace
Our mourning is not done, and it will never cease
They came from Darkness, all driven Insane
Their thievery, Homicide, sinks into us like Rain
How can I dream? How can I believe?
When this dread can only deceive
But from afar, seeing a light
That will not Die, but it is right
I want to see hope, I want to see Faith
Not a world in the form of a Wraith
They come and cleanse The Darkness far
And remove the dread, remove the scar
The land won’t rebuild, but we will recover
For we have hope, we will not Suffer
Lives were lost, but lives will lead
They will Rise to Heaven, no man will ever bleed
No longer we will live with the dead
No longer will we live in the Red
We will never call on deaf ears
We will never allow the accumulating of fears
Until we hear the desperate call
Nothing will stop us from uniting us all

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Last.fm: Mercenarion

Awakening from the Denial of Millennia


Through the spiral of iconoclastic memories
Remembrance of Desolation from my hands
I have done this so no man may grasp hold
But I have denied The Flaw of the Flame
That tears the land in two, of Hadean memories
It is written above the clouds
Existing and ceasing; not a breath
Dormant creatures of benevolent Destruction
They creep from the light
Taunt us with false belief and wake us

From our Slumber of millennia
With ignorance awaiting on our laps
Children of apathy come Down from their throne
Spread their Wings and threaten us for Mercy
If we do not comply, we are not meant to be
Blights! Not a more meaningful term
For lawless beings of arrogance
Believing in the shrapnel of ages
Long gone dead from before

Fallacy is what thy Blood is from
Justifying the murderous lies
For the written mirrors of the forgotten
Ages birthed from war and pride
Three demons arisen from their sleeps
Our blasphemy: merciless! Falsified!
And we go sudden into our Sleep

Hallowed be thy name
For holy war and dream alike
All Dying for one’s sake
It is a miracle for Demise
Pleased from this mischievous Desire
As it long for our soothing marrow
Of our spirits, it can Drain us
From what our dreams to become
But reality…

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Last.fm: Mercenarion

I wrote this to be part of lyrics... but Alas it didn't happen, lol so here it is my only poem...

Zombie

The dead shall rise up from the grave
Brains is all that they crave
Puss filled blisters bust and ooze
Rotten flesh soon ensues
Death by a bite, relief from a GUN
Dismember the Head, and all is done.

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"Raise your swords up High!,
See The Black Birds Fly!,
Let them hear your rage!,
Show no fear!......Attack!!!!!"
- Amon Amarth, Enigmatick

Merc, your poetry borders on pretentious at times but it's still pretty good, definitely a lot better than most of the emo bullshit on here.

'ere y'all go.

Nobody Puts Out the Fire



The world is burning

Terrorists drop H-bombs and F-bombs overseas and on the streets

While government pigs and corporate rats make their peace with war

Sell-outs plan buyouts to boost our cocaine economy of quick fixes and slow deaths

While Switchblade diplomacy has its way with the world

But nobody puts out the fire



Phisherman cast their lines into the silicon Ocean

While surgeons Dive in to find the secrets of aesthetic Deception

The unwashed masses chase the Neon Sunrise in our world’s Twilight

While the upper echelons plot Your Demise while begging for your attention

They use Attack ads and smear campaigns to pollute our minds

And send out salespeople to negotiate for our willing Surrender

But nobody puts out the fire



Citizens lay their hands on the table to pick up their weapons

While friendly fire rains bad luck and indecency on innocent children

Their mothers Hide behind lies and pornographic memories

Using the past in the present to find false hope for a real problem

But the truth is guarded with machineguns and optimism by the overlords and underdogs

Who will do anything for your support except that which is supportable

But nobody puts out the fire



Federal leaders scream Allegiance to whoever’s holding the wallet or the GUN

While their political disc jockeys turn tables and Burn books

And throw money at failing industries with captains who refuse to go Down with the ship

We see what they want us to see and live inside their green screens and barbed wire fences

The puppetry behind the scenes remains undiscovered but not unsuspected

But our attention is divided by the glowing televisions and Shining stars

Pop culture crams Disbelief and lies Down our throats, and we’re coughing up delusions

But nobody puts out the fire



Yes, the world is burning

The ignition switch was flipped in an autocratic decision by our collective lack of consciousness

While the Fuel is our regrets and misgivings, fattened by the words of our gods

The world is burning

But nobody puts out the fire

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If you are a false, don't entry, or you'll be burned and died!

Enig, that was a very good poem.

And for mine, I try to make it as unpretentious as I can; I give no false pretense, this is how I write for things like this. But thank you, I try my best.

Haven't written much poetry in a while; I might write some soon.

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Last.fm: Mercenarion

yall are way better than i am..

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"Raise your swords up High!,
See The Black Birds Fly!,
Let them hear your rage!,
Show no fear!......Attack!!!!!"
- Amon Amarth,