• Philosophy


    i falter down a road of failure
    writing names of places ive been
    on geographical sundry
    tongue in flames and kneeling on the shoulder
    hitchhiking rollercoasters
    each face creates a new disaster
    and i moulder like a sofa cushion
    in a dead house
    all the springs sprung and all the colors faded out
    the kind of place where ghosts cohabitate
    with dusty bottles and broken dreams
    all of the nothing that encompasses everything
    i write down what i believe
    in the hopes of one day knowing
    i was born only to be deceived
    so take away your silence
    and hoard your greed
    mount a fair steed and fall to pieces beneath
    someone's righteous glove of misery
    for all paths lead to history
    and every mans life remains a mystery
    wait for that one special reason
    to stop killing and start increasing
    this compulsion to abhor self destruction
    and wallow in indecision
    there is no discussion
    just a black hole progression
    swallowing and coping
    nightly doping and drowning
    with arms hanging high
    and head hanging low
    like a scarecrow im dangling
    your eyes are shimmering
    the surface is shivering
    my heart is quivering in a jellied mass
    im the blood tang in the back of your throat
    youre grinning in delight as you eat me whole
    i think i never try too hard

    watch the ink dry on my future
    once its over its definitely buried and we all know
    where the dead go
    they lie in graves of pine and theyre falling
    beneath nearly a ton of carved stone
    alot of earth to protect the entombed
    as if they  might escape and invade
    looking for the love that was waylaid
    by  highwaymen without hearts or bodies
    scalpels and machines that measure the pulse in
    dead properties
    im underwhelmed by all possibilities
    but i run every  night to escape the absurdity
    that i might one day lie in obscurity
    as the crease of your youth succumbs
    and my engine is fed with your unintelligible moans
    grip hard and hope for a wicked sunrise
    each day is a gift and we should be surprised
    but im yawning with emotion
    its filled in the cracks with utmost devotion
    only proper for me to forget
    that we ever had a taste of what we cant let
    see the light of a window or the frost of a glass
    every moment with you like an overturned shotglass
    my life is circumspect
    i disrespect my inner voices
    taking chances on ill-favored choices
    infatuated with inner delusions
    draining juices from citrus fruits
    squeezing and pleasing
    the marrow from just desserts
    i am anticipating your reaction
    flaunting my phallic intentions
    grapes in hand i feed you a prison
    and you descend with derision
    gales of laughter mixing
    with hiccoughs and intoxication
    your crimson cheeks are naughty invitations
    i speculate on your motivation
    as i shank you like an inmate
    incapacitated and insubstantial

    bastardized creation of what we really are
    as we travel so far
    a pointless destination beneath a far burning star

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    Tempestlady commented on Wanderlust


    Wow!!! Loved the flow of this one, it wa like on and on and on on and on and the beat dont stop till the break of dawn. Man teh adjectives and flourish and images you preented to the reader. Just awesome. Loved the reverse flattery ie. underwhelmed etc. Just a good direct, would have liked paragraphs to know where one point started and the other stopped but it didnt take away from the piece at all and if it was long it went quickly with they rhythm of the write. Just loved it !

    ApaqRasgirl commented on Wanderlust


    wonderful write dear, sad and lonely feeling like a movie playing in my head, for me it was a bit long, but just a bit, from this line down(each day is a gift and we should be surprised) the flow picked up and ran very smooth with your rhythm and rhyme.......all in all not a bad write.....keep em coming.......loved it.....love asha

    SuSpence commented on Wanderlust


    Terrific write Amad, I pictured this in my mind almost as a short film, I picture the tortured soul of a poet sitting alone in the dark corner of the bar drinking his poison and contemplating his life, a narrative being read over low somber music, the narritive presented almost as the inner thoughts of the man at the bar who is struggling to make sense of his place in life as well as his destination. Great write, really drew me in. Peace and Love, Spence

    KtIrish commented on Wanderlust


    Clear, startling, dark, but great. I could see this as a song.

    ginga commented on Wanderlust


    Amadeusex, Wonderful imagery and storytelling. The macabre really is vivid and the gloom so real. I like the rhythm too. ginga

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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