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I aint made of paintI aint made of paint.

I'm made of concrete.

Your the one who kicked me off my feet.

Look past the picture.
Look past the scriptures.
Look closer, look deeper.

How bout
for once, you be the brush

How bout
for once, you shut up and hush.

You the mortal and pestle,
my spirits you crushed.

Into fine grain, into fine dust.

Your form the colors!
You sculpt the bust!

I aint made of paint

I aint acrylics.
I aint oils.
I aint water color.

We are no art scholars.

But,
listen good.
Listen close.

Next time you don't like, when i'm feeling blue.

I refuse, to paint a picture for you.

Deconstruction

Their lives were built on lies
their bliss just a facade
for twenty years plus five
they'd vowed before their God
to live and love and laugh
and build forevermore
they hired a household staff
had friends and wealth galore
but life behind the scenes
was filled with booze and sex
he said "it's in the genes"
she said "it's just complex"
the children shook their heads
now grown and on their own
from the time they were kids
ashamed of what was sown

To deconstruct a vow
is treachery indeed
if they had known what they know now
might it have changed their wicked deeds?

Shut inDon’t mock me, or block me
from taking my stance;
A pity, the city
is caught in a trance.

If only the lonely--
the rich and the poor,
Admit it, we did it!
By shutting our door.

I’d doubt it, without it,
We’d crumble in ruin;
Still, steady, already
forgot what we’re doin’,

We chide the society
for shutting us in--
When really, the “silly”
was us to begin.

No longer warmMy eyes are warm
My heart is cold
You never know
Your grin grows old

You laugh at me
I’m always wrong
Your great friendship
Didn’t last long

I’m your friend
But you’re not mine
My hug is cold
You’ve crossed the line

I no longer want
To be your friend
Face it now
This has to end

How to Know You're Living Rightif today was your last day,
and tomorrow was too late...

if the devil came and knocked on my door,
said, "You'll be given scant hours more."
I'd pack no bags, just jot a note:
"It's been fun, more than I'd hoped,"
and let it flutter to the floor.

if plans you make for your last day,
things you'd want to try and play;
if special times you wish you would,
you're not living as you should...
it doesn't matter anyway.

when the devil comes and knocks on my head,
"This day is your last," he said;
"Keep the change, let's move on out:
last day's ain't what life's about."
I'll race him to his vessel instead.

could you say goodbye to yesterday?

this world will offer...this world will offer a tie for my trust
but no government can raise life from the dust

so i got to remember the truth that resides
when ile follow my heart instead of the lies

that everyones spewd whether like it or not
who knows wut is best in a place that will rot?

so just smile and think 'wut a fool is that guy'
hes not going to college he'll be shoed as a fly

and tho i may not be on record or known
we'll all be remembered for wut we have sown

not wut we have reaped or wut we may claim
achievements or 'honors' as fame is a game

and 'trusty' employers will say they know why
and demanding u orders to follow, or 'bye'

but i got to ask

Something To Believe In...My heart, a field of wildflowers,
Your love can make them bloom.
Fill my head with diamond showers,
And thoughts of golden noons.
Rays of whimsy find your smile,
They dance across your face.
Electric light behind your eyes,
White heat in your embrace.
Smolders linger where you touch,
Refusing to consume.
Tantalizingly preventing
Pleasures known too soon.
Amber soulfire flickers densely
Inside our misted shade.
While heavenly once was our intention,
To desires we abade.
A penny for your thoughts, my dear
Or maybe two, or three,
Surely all the riches I hold
For what you think of me...

Paint the Worlddon't plant your soul deep underground,
only your fears will sprout.
let it soar in the blue sky high,
let it turn you inside-out.

seed the clouds grey and white,
and the colors will rain on down.
dip your brush in puddles wide,
or dance is your drab gown.

CagedLike a lion behind the bars of a cage
My longing for more fills my heart with rage
This rage build and later I realize
Their is nothing I can do to make it subside
My heart wishes for something more
But my spirits trapped behind a cell door
I don't know who has the key
To open these walls and set me free

My eyes miss the wild
The thrill of the hunt
The wonder of a child
My mind being absent
All the while I sit and I stay
Moments fly by as life slips away

What more can I do to feel that freedom again
What more can I say when I don't understand
Where is it that I am meant to be?
Because I know this caged beast is no longer me

Chasing hidden light

Water rolls off of pristine petals
Far beyond the beauty of moist metals

The organic life fighting for the outside
Wanting a life the cage seems to hide

Customary blooms of a sacred nature
Alloy of a colder nomenclature

But beauty always finds a way
No matter the sunlight given through the day

To brake the bonds of a confined space
A battle so many in life have faced

Yet like a broke heart that only wants to decay
The side of the fence has a better light….and I want her to stay.

Awake in my ExistenceLive through others in your proxy
You challenge existence without noises
The only thing you cannot fathom
Is the wakening of your boredom

Awake a life full of illusions
Crave for another lost sweet union
On a realm of cruel destruction
You whisper words of guilt and nonreaction

The frame of death float on your life
Not another hope for the lost souls
Desire, joy in your cortex will subscribe
Stand up choices who belong mentally yours.

InsaneA ring to drive me less insane
Then my essence now so profane
To hide from sight
The noxious blight
Of darkness deep inside my brain.

what will come tomorrowA darkness is stirring
Inside of me
I struggle from it
But I cant break free
Horrors are abundantly
I lose all I ever held dear
Fading from this world that grows
As my mind wanders with shadows
Peace is something foreign to me
A life of hardships is what I lead
I never seem to be enough
Who thought love would be so tough

Broken mirrors and picture frames
Somehow it is all I blame
I know that something more is left
Other than a quiet death
A surrender, A return to sender
I've been on a bender
And I cant seem to stop these tears
From ringing every fear I have
Bringing it to light and then
Making them my only friend
Braking what little I love

The RemembranceDon’t look back in your past
When you believe the hope is lost;
Your reality is fiction for your brother,
Some things are always destined for the others

The anxiety will hold you in the mist
The loss of words, to reach the summer’s feast,
In hopeful rush you cross the mounds of skulls
To pierce the future who’s waiting for your call

Action and movement seen through dirty lenses
Broken thoughts expecting in defensive,
An inside sorrow to banish it from sight
Unfolded by black magic deeper in the night

Revisit all the moments seen in your strangest life
Recall the memories in which you try to dive,
Do not believe the hope f

The Scarlet of ValorWere we brought forth to be monsters,
Instruments made for channeling deceit?
Where rancor’s lies and hatred feed us,
And another’s misery is our peace?

Just whose shoulders do we stand for?
On this clever grueling affair?
Or do we go and purge on blindly,
Like fish swimming in air?

If its strength we wish to have proven,
Then far too long it has been done.
Done with ways much too impeccable,
Pushing humanity into the slum.

But a commodity without fulfillment,
Will take those without a price.
What we protect goes on to crumble,
But we’re all deaf to our own cries.

Thus from a pain was borne much more,
Like a rained on se

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Running AwayYou looked back
On the bouquet on display
Thought of the good and all that is true
And then ran away

In a bustling town
You pass her in the street
Thought of the past and the bygones
And conceded your defeat

In an empty room
Hiding in your shell
Thought of emotions and empathy
And said your last farewell

In a slovenly garden
Fallen to your knees
Thought of the promises and the deceit
And promised not to appease

In a godless temple
Of what your heart’s become
Thought of the anguish and all the grief
And then vowed not to succumb

In the evening sunset
As you held her hand
Thought of what’s lost and all to be gain

A Moment Of PassionTake my hand
Look me in the eyes
Tell me that you love me
Kiss me, slowly, passionately
I want to feel your lips
The ecstasy that they bring
To lock myself away
In this moment, and dream

Touch my hair
Feel my breath
Put your ear on my chest
And count each beat
It's beating for you
Slowly, rhythmically
It's trying to imbue
All that is true

Do you feel what I feel
With each passing second
As we're holding each other
Our tongues intertwined
Dancing the dance of love
Our minds become one
With our bodies
With one another

Can you hear my thoughts
Can you guess what I'll say
My eyes firmly fixed, won’t go astray
Our

Get A GripCatch me as I fall
Or don’t wait for me
Here at all
Slam me with the door
Laugh at me
Bleeding on your floor

Having a good time?
Sprinkle my open wounds
With some lime
Oh you’re so smooth
Lacerating my contusions
Your words all but soothe

Nail me to the cross
I like the view
That stretches across
Your nails burrowing my palm
I’d rather make love
To a neutron bomb

Well, it’s been fun
But I think I’ve had my share
Well, see ya, gotta run
No time for a vendetta
Just give a blowjob
To my Beretta

Games We PlayJab a pin in my eye
Without even saying why
Hang me out to dry
In a fire, watch me fry
Tie a noose around my neck
While I’m writing you a cheque
Pull the lever, watch me hang
Then go out with a bang

Everything is fucked up
Walls are coming down
I am so fed up
The tide pulls me in and I drown
I need divine intervention
A sign in the sky
A kind word, not ill-intention
Before it all goes awry

But there you go again
Brought the largest guns to bear
Wishing for a world of pain
For the only one who’s shown you care
So I ask for a cigarette
Then grin at the firing squad
Without breaking an ounce of sweat
On my stoica

BuriedI’m lying ten feet underground
The penance for all the things that I’ve done
Can’t breathe, can’t see, clawing away
But the earth won’t give in
Buried alive, for things I don’t know
Suffocating underneath it all

Darkness surrounds this resting place of mine
My only company are these dying thoughts
I did not deserve this fate
For the sins I did not create
Something is pulling away at me
The horrific silence will not let me be

Why am I stuck here all alone
Where have all the people gone
Surely I had not been the only one
Through whom the tranquility came undone
Forgotten soul in an empty shell
Rott

Between The LinesKnowledge of transgressions
Original sin, sleeping within
Caretaker of my dreams

Harbinger of sorrow
Awakened, nightmares filling my head
Melancholia taking over me

Cherish the thought while
In vertigo I will be
Emotions rampant, stirring me

Knives turning in my flesh
All around me I sense nothingness
Mistrust, misconceptions, misappropriations

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Love Me, Hate Me

by ~n-g-e, Sep 1, 2007, 9:03:12 AM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Traditional Fixed Forms

Love me
Or hate me
You will never forget me
In a world of regrets
Filled with intangible threats
Chasing my silhouettes

Love me
Or hate me
You can never erase me
Say your final goodbye
Let the sleeping dogs lie
And this old feeling die

Love me
Or Hate me
You will never regain me
I am out of your reach
This wall you can’t breach
My blood you won’t leech

Love me
Or hate me
You can never replace me
And though you have tried
To again be at my side
You’re destined to be denied

Love Me, Hate Meby ~n-g-e

Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Traditional Fixed Forms

©2007-2013 ~n-g-e

Not much to say, it's a poem, it rhymes.

~Pyrox666xPheebs Sep 11, 2007

very strong

i love it

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~Intrinsica Sep 5, 2007 Hobbyist Writer

It's brilliant. As with a lot of your poems this one reaches deep into my heart.

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~n-g-e Sep 6, 2007

Thanks, glad it made an impact

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~canticum Sep 4, 2007 Hobbyist Writer

Nice

I like the first stanza!

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~n-g-e Sep 4, 2007

Thank you, I hope that you at least tolerate the others

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~canticum Sep 10, 2007 Hobbyist Writer

I liked them too, of course! just the first stanza pariticuraly caught my immagination.

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~Tar1988 Sep 2, 2007

Nice, but not your best ever. To my feeling, the emphasis is too much on rhyme, and too less on content and rythm and such. Still, not bad.

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*Black-Roses-Fall Sep 2, 2007 Hobbyist Writer

Oh snap bud.

It's a poem indeed.. a FAVED poem!

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~n-g-e Sep 4, 2007

Thanks mate, much appreciated

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~pathunknown Sep 1, 2007

Wow, this is cool. I really like it. Definately

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