hummm..

[Adam Blanchard]

well, I used to write a lot and have gotten some good responses from the goth community on my writing but I suppose I'm looking for a different perspective now days. My english teacher said some of it would make good heavy metal song lyrics.. not something I intended to do but you never know. I'll post a few in here and please feel free to give me your honest opinions, I'm a big boy and can take it. I'm still an a position of attempting to rediscover my muse so we may embrace in the psychotic passions that once fueled my writings. I don't know if I should consider it poetry or what but that is what I usually refer to it as.


The Darkness

Murderous madness and darkest desires
Incessant insanity, fearless fantasies, and perverse perceptions
The desires roaming in my mind
My whip and leash, collar and gag
The silk, candles, restraints and knfe
You are my slave, my toy to mold and train
You will do as I say and obey my wishes
Softest kisses and stinging lashes
Sweetest caresses and a caring smile
Kindest eyes and deepest love
You are my salvation and I your torment
My sweetest angel, my only love
Your loving demon, your deepest scar
I am yours as you are mine
Together we create a balance
United we create harmony
My dearest love, my darkest desire

Chaos

The summoning of darkness
The demon within
Once unleashed the fun shall begin
We are chaos, mindless devastation
Bestial fury, psychotic rampage
Serial killer, reaper of souls, raper of lives

I will destroy you and rebuild anew
I am your shadow, your darkest reflection
Can’t you see it… I am your future

Your death will be slow
I’ll look into your eyes as I deal the fatal blow
Watching the life fade as they lose their glow
Your eyes are beautiful, so innocent and true
I think I shall keep them in dedication to you


yeah, I know they are dark but that was the majority of my life at that time and to an extent still is, if anyone wants a little background on either of those just let me know.

[PEACE FROG]

So... uh..... do ya like unicorns?

[PEACE FROG]

Ya dude. You are a poet. Wow! I tried in the piece titled "poppin' fresh" to think dark and then look back over my shoulder. I dig your imagery, it is crisp and vivid. Good write my friend.

BTW, I thought only Klingons drew blood while making love?:D

[NCW_Woodnymph]

I really like your first poem there. Very good, very... descriptive.:D I'd ask for the background but it seems pretty self explanatory.;)

:hippie:

[Adam Blanchard]

thanks guys.

and no, Klingons aren't the only ones... can't forget about the bdsm scene.. there are a bunch of us freeks out there. lol

[NCW_Woodnymph]

Ah, but the Klingons do it so well. Being a freak is so much more entertaining than being "normal".:D

:hippie:

[Adam Blanchard]

and now.. by popular request... well.. ok.. a request...


Destiny

Sitting in a darkened room
Staring at the walls,
My mind roaming, daydreams of the future,
Allthe different paths that lay ahead of me.
Pondering the outcome of each path, each action and choice.
What is the correct way to go,
What will lead to happiness?
What is destiny…. What is my destiny?
Are our lives planned for us?
Does it have a pre-set outcome?
Can we change it?
Do we want to? Does anyone care?

Death

Clotting blood pooled on the floor
Once gushing now a mere trickle coming from your gashed throat
The wound I dealt with merely the flick of the wrist
Quickly and deeply I slashed
My razor moving through your flesh like nothing
Your death I seeeked and found
Your body on the floor
Not a single breath is left
Now I may rest


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