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Some of Zeit's poetry.

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Killer Zeit
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 8:53 pm
1. Here is my poetry.
2. It all sucks.
3. There's not much variety, since there are still loads of things I would not like to share.





[March 2005] Life in a Tin Can.


Different people.
Different places.
Different spaces.
Different traces of existance.

Nothing's fair.
But who cares?
Thats life for ya.
Life in a can,
A little tin can.



[March 2005] The Aesthetic.


Dishes breaking, people taking,
Aesthetics, drugs, and different cracks,
Something that will always be very sad.
Poor Zeke, can't you tell that I wasn't there
When you fell?
My friend, get well.

You never did.
It was my fault.
I didn't do anything. But it was my fault.


[April 2005] It'll Make Love.


Swing down from the sky.
My sweet, my only one.
Come down and we'll have some fun,
My little angel of love...

One to last a lifetime through,
When a guy meets a girl like you,
A moment like this is one of those times,
Where you sit down and know you're doing just fine.

Maybe I should turn and run.
But if it's pain it takes,
To have you in my arms, pain here I come
Because love is what it makes.



[April 2005] Sedatives.


I've got this apathetic mind,
That's not one of a kind.
Just the only one around
That isn't afraid to be found.

And the world makes me feel useless,
but that's fine.

Because I've got ******** sedatives,
and you don't.

They're mine.


[April 2005] Crash Test Dummy.


I've got this interesting kind of mind,
It's sick and twisted and apathetic.
But what hasn't been done before? Something divine,
Has only come around at least once or twice alone?

I'll be your child safety lock,
And I'll be your crash test dummy.
If only you would let me...



[March 2007] Pretty Pet.


When we play,
You scratch and bite.
When we get rough, you start to fight.
You run around so happily,
Squeeking the sound so lovely.

You cute little thing,
You're what sadness brought to me,
Last year when I thought I was done.

You do what you want, you sleep when you want.
Even when I'm talking, you don't give it a second thought.

It wouldn't bother me,
But you're my boyfriend, not an animal.


[March 2007] Sphinx.


Where Pharaoh's sceptre gave the laws,
And the strange compound of a panther's claws,
And monarchs came with her to dwell,

Oh, strange beyond the strangest fears,
And hopes of ancient questionings
With existance that will never birth.
That whom the Sphinx so young in years,
Have loved the oldest of all things.



[January 2007] (Untitled.)


Gallow's tree is straight and tall,
And from miles across the land, I watched the tortured legs
Of the one who dangled there.

I loathed and loved her, and it seemed
Her scarlet eyes glowed and dimmed
When her glance was free and bold.

But then in that forsaken garden,
I shrieked at the twisted face.


[August 2006] (Untitled.)


I didn't want to be here, but you made me.
Or maybe I was just chicken?
I liked it in the dark.

And I got tired. I got burnt out.
I got angry.
I got sad.
I got depressed.
Because I could not stop for death.

I tried so hard to be free...
I'm not even fit to wipe the feet
Of all the people on the street.



[June 2006] Doctor.


The death and the doctor, in heaven's nursery.
Many red devils rise in the passing show,
In the remorse of the dead. In the mansion of the dead.

The vampire and the voice, in the city of the dreadful night.
The cave of mammot, with the magical mirrors.
The music in memory of the lost, all by the wretched nile,
Live in further exile.


[March 2007] Mr. Paul ******** Tete Nii-Aryee.


What 6 weeks took was worth the wait,
Through all that rage and pain and hate.

Your face in the dirt, was more alert
Than the report you gave to me.
And don't make me start about this in my heart,
You ******** fiend, you live in tyranny.

Kay won, and you lost.
It was a blast from what you called "past"
And I beat you at all costs.

Kay won, and you lost.
Your eyes that roll, your mind that denies, the doubt in your name.
And your face that feared me all the same.

Kay won, and you lost.
And you snapped, then he snapped.
Then she snapped. Then I snapped.
Then he was on my side.

I won, and you lost, this issue so massive.
So how is that for "retro-active"?



[April 2007] Parasites.

You're on my mind.
All the time.
Why must you confuse me?

Sometimes you wear glasses.
Demanded by masses.
Why do you question me?

You're so quick,
With all your tricks.
Why are you tempting me?

You make me feel like I'm split between two,
He doesn't compliment my hair...
So why do you?  
PostPosted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 10:05 pm
Your extremely good with words.

I feel like a child, when I see how interestingly you describe things. n_n
 

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PostPosted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 9:11 am
gosh.
you and Zealous are good at wording things.
i understand how you dont "share alot"

my favorite would be The Aesthetic.
and yeah>.<
i can never put what i think into words..
 
PostPosted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:59 pm
wow, i've got to say
best poems i've read in this guild
i really like It'll Make Love
and the second (Untitled.)
and Mr. Paul ******** Tete Nii-Aryee
interesting title by the way
sorry, i will put up the constructive criticism sometime later  

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