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  1. My poltergeist wife

    I saw her in pages torn
    Out of a book
    Saw her in the war that rages in my mind
    with the saddest of looks
    I saw her eternity my eternal spy
    I saw her and she started to cry
    I couldn’t find her

    She said she was lost
    Love planted bore the cost
    ‘twas midnight her moonlit presence
    Did speak I love you
    But I never saw her face
    before I had lost all hope.

    There was many messages She sent
    A child I never really met
    That never grasped my hand
    She said one day I would understand
    That all love never happens as planned

    My princess my poltergeist wife
    and my son one day I will meet
    With a love a fire that will never retreat.

  2. "Crying doesn’t mean you are weak, it means you care enough to have something to lose."

  3. Tease

    Oh we’ll time to get censored for risqué staunchly raunchy poetry


    Oh it’s not easy for you being a tease
    Sexual innuendos 
    Oh I long to be in your endo
    But you won’t give me a look 
    Let alone the time of day
    I pray to Eros
    The gods of erotic fan fiction
    Your anatomy is my addiction
    I long for a taste of your lips
    Hunger games begin awful quips
    Your sexy lingerie
    I want to know what turns you on
    So I we can get this started
    Lets get your legs parted!

    Everyone wants a slice of angry sex
    So pass me those black specs
    Those sunglasses 
    Life was made for girls who’s asses
    Who look good in thongs
    When you have permission to touch
    What could be wrong
    Crotch shots
    And cumquats
    Your my little fruit
    Toot toot
    On your nipples
    Ripples of love
    And lust
    Look at your ass a peach
    If you can’t reach
    To pinch pet or slap
    Your body so finely wrapped
    Enticing I need your icing
    Your cake
    Get over here for goodna sake!

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  5. Waiting for a change!

    Tick tock times tyranny shown on the wall
    Even skyscrapers will fall
    Even mountains will erode and become small
    A great man standing tall
    Will be shown up to be a fool in yesterday’s news
    Churches pews will filled up with the few
    People who cling to old views that they need to be saved
    By somebody else
    While that madmen realise that they have to save themselves
    While politicians talk peace and plan for war
    While the stock exchange is in crisis
    And god has run out of dice
    Good people are like mice
    They run away like refugees
    A man will be judged on his deeds
    Not on the words he says
    Modern times same old needs
    Get fed ,survive ,thrive and be happy
    Life is monotonous fading into routine
    A clean house that gleams
    Behind it can’t you hear the screams
    Of the daydreams of adventure
    and finding truth and being set free
    That were buried under the monotony

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  7. Idols

    Make your idols
    Gold bound diamond encrusted
    We are all miners
    Fake two timers
    Slaves to system and our muse
    This is the life I didn’t choose
    Bust of flesh ass of silver
    That slivers down your tongue
    Among your idols you will learn to regret
    And you’ll get stung
    This is the life of blood and tears
    while we get old
    Cold and live out our fears
    Our statues choose their own freedom
    Celebrities invariably do
    With their cash flowing
    Out of credit cards 
    That we sponsored
    We have chosen in a way to be the 99%
    Present tense poor.
    We whore our idols out 
    Feed their salaries
    But who rules who?
    For we whores for them also
    Even more so
    Desperately courting their attention 
    But they are our invention
    For they are just people with talent 
    Flawed just like us 
    But we have built them out of lies and lust
    But they are the new gods the statues we have built
    In Babylon in fallen Eden where our flowers wilt.

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  9. "Every nerve ending can burn with electricity
    Synchronicity ,we are one but many 
    The divine spark of the universe"

  10. Corporation christ

    Corporation Christ 

    Western governments basis
    In literal religious stasis
    Miss the point
    They are your preachers asking for a donation
    Bona fide hypocrites within your nation
    Crusaders fighting wars for a white Jesus
    Call 0800 your going accumulate money
    Their morals melt away when the going gets tough not sunny
    They make their points.
    Have you actual read the gospels?
    Its harder to go through the eye of a needle than to get to heaven 
    If your rich 
    dig your own grave or your ditch
    Shooting Arabs a cure for the itch
    You say Jesus is only way to heaven
    Your leaders white washed tombs
    Just like the Pharisees of his day
    Will you follow them anyway?
    Love your fellow people
    Or if not don’t look to the church steeple 
    People are naturally good not evil
    You preach sin as second nature
    We can be good our own saviour
    Love a natural behaviour
    In condemnation in judgementalism defeat
    Not a great feat but it’s what I been taught
    Wrought,ridden with guilt
    Ask your self how many prophets stood for love and died as martyrs
    Not everyone has to bear the wounds of stigmata
    and why do atheists sometimes have better morals
    Than members of your corporation you find hard to follow.

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  12. alienpoet’s bootleg mix by alienpoetry records

  13. Metamorphosis

    Fall through the rabbit hole
    A journey unplanned into wonderland
    As we break reality
    I see further than clarity
    I was a mere caterpillar of a man
    Standing here now fully fledged
    Now wedged into certainty
    of something more
    We run through open doors
    Magic running through our veins
    Hearts that never be tamed
    We are the stories
    Coloured by imagination
    Sensations,emotions new and overwhelming
    Books fall off their shelves
    It’s fun to become ourselves
    They open up
    and we fall deep within
    Howling with the din
    Of a thousand wolves
    At the moon
    Choosing to fight the dragons in our soul
    Or metamorphosize into the right size one
    We choose a character
    Don’t think small
    Make a shadow tall
    Even if you are not
    Make the most of what you’ve got.

  14. Missing you

    You are a deleted message on my heart
    My words picked apart
    At the start were lovely words
    Like the way the sky kisses the birds
    Now all I hear is silence and none of those words
    You are a pen without paper I am try to savour
    The times we had
    But they’ve fallen away
    They’re missing I have lost them today
    In the gloom
    In the wilderness of a dark room
    I may not speak I may not talk
    I walk without sunrise
    I rise without day
    All days seem grey and cloudy
    If I had my way
    We would be together again
    But life moves and life shakes
    life is like an earthquake
    and we must hang on to the ones we cherish
    Or our love will surely perish
    So love long and hard
    and relish every opportunity
    everyday and grasp it hold it your hands
    For life is forever taking away our friends our time
    But memories and in hope will meet again.

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