Random rhymes ! by tarcus (howl and other poems TXT) 📕

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Could it be the sins of the fathers,
come back to haunt us all,
or perhaps the realisation that all is not well within the natural world in which we live.


Overhead clouds of acid stripping the very lifeblood of the planet pause for a moment to examine the damage they cause whilst secretly admiring the efforts of the warrior.

Still they pour out their bile towards the ground.

Perhaps the answer lies yet deeper than the feat of a mere mortal,
only given at the end of our time,
a time which draws ever nearer with each belch of power driven exhaustion.

Yet think yea not of these things,
whilst all the while we have pretty pictures to amuse.


DARKNESS
Darkness, cold and lonely reverberates in your head,

Just one more pill you're, thinking then, no more, just dead.

No more waking dreams of purgatory, no more screaming through the night.

Just that final walk through darkness go toward the shining light.

An answer, yes, so simple, take away the awful pain.

There is nothing left inside of me, nothing left to build again.

A few months from now they will start to forget.

They will whisper in the street.

Then a year will pass like a moment, just dust beneath their feet.

But who will look after the young ones?

Who can explain what it is you have done?

Then at last you remember the reason,

the darkness gives way to the sun!

For all things to happen a season

For all questions an answer to find.

First question you should answer

can I trust in my own mind?


NIPPLEODEON

Hastily gathered,
at no mean cost,
the tribes of eunuch,
(Those who have lost).
Carefully cast from an "a" to a "c"
They bring music from nipples,
Beautifully.


A tweak of the left,
a pull on the right,
one with a third,
that is hairy,(what a sight)
with each pinch and pummel,
a new chord is struck,
One can even imitate a Norwegian duck.


One time in manhattan,
(we get around you know),
A guy had an orgasm,
He was in the tenth row,
so beware the excitement,
of raspberry ripple,
As we lead you all now in our chorus,
CRY NIPPLE


So, that's it over !
the end, the finish,
all that's gone before will now diminish.

Things we said to one another,
as boyfriend, girlfriend, sister, brother.

The mystical experience,
the all night sessions,
the rants the ravings the joint possessions

Over, done with, gone, forgotten,
just a list in time and space to lye rotting

Well iv' e news for you, you may not like,
I'm not just getting on my bike,
in times gone by you say i was a talker,
that's nothing to what i can be as a stalker.

No matter where, nor how, nor when,
our paths may cross once again,
you will see me talking, walking proud,
hear my laughter, long and loud.

watch me love again comply,
but will you have the guts to try,
wipe me out completely with shear frustration,
or will you be, premature in speculation.


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Publication Date: 01-18-2010

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