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    A few creative dark parables i wrote a few years back.


    The defiant one

    Burp belch and spew
    And he pisses in the dust
    While every other man
    Pisses in the pond
    Into to all the hopeless
    He slowly turns the screw

    In the beyond beyond, by gone the by gone
    Scorn pitied us this time
    For the time that is this time
    Now the hope is gone, by gone

    He emptied his dark self
    Wore the shroud of religious false humility
    All the while giving Jeh lip service
    His idols lay securely on a sacred shelf

    E invented a religion, became quite righteous
    His charity has narrowed
    His anus is well dilated
    He baths in a bat of delusion
    He’s doned a swollen head
    A master crafter of illusion





    Sigh Ah


    Jubilation! Jubilation
    The year of jubilee
    Set free all your servants
    Unless they want to stay

    Celebration! Celebration!
    The maidens dance and sway
    Your young men have visions
    Your old men dream dreams

    What delightful joy
    The freedom form the empty
    And the liberation from the nothing
    Jeh has heard our cries
    Delivered us from the despot we despised
    Now we have hope for tomorrow
    And the nothing has become something

    He has vanquished the defiant one
    He has snuffed you out
    He dotted your evil eyes
    He has snuffed you out
    Out of your cadaver
    he sucked out your light
    And now we are stolen out of the nothing
    And given a soul of light

    At last we can breath out
    a long awaited sigh of relief
    We can expel the disorder
    We can air out our grief

    Ah Sigh
    Oh defiant one
    The memory of your stench is leaving
    Oh tyrant one
    No longer shall you piss on us

    Jehy has filled our nostrils
    with his sweet air
    We can remove the blinders
    And rip the thick
    Unforgiving Vail

    The four winds blow out
    your stagnate vapor
    And sweet songs of joy
    Now fills our open ears
    Your scornful voice
    We no longer hear
    Now there is dancing and song
    Dancing and song










    For I will restore health unto thee and I will heal thee of thine wounds, saith the Lord Jeremiah 30:17

  • #2
    another:

    Sowing the tare

    Rake and hoe
    Sow the care
    Sow the tare
    Kill the wheat
    And sow defeat
    Sow the seeds of sorrow

    The harvest comes up to freak you
    Comes up to eat you
    Comes up to beat you
    Comes up to suck you in
    Swallow you up
    And then spits you out
    And like a dog returns to its vomit
    It happens again and again

    Did you sow your tempor??
    Did you sow jealousy?
    Did you sow the harvest of angst?
    And wired and bail it up?


    For I will restore health unto thee and I will heal thee of thine wounds, saith the Lord Jeremiah 30:17

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    • #3
      Yet still another:

      Please


      On your dead rotting flesh is its toils
      Scythe away the tare
      Try to have a hope if you dare
      Bring to the machine
      The sacrafice of pain
      And you harvest the face of pain

      Did you sow the tare in haste?
      Did you sow the tare in malice?
      Did you strive to get what is your yours?
      Did you practice the face of angst?
      Did you harvest the strife?

      Please give up the pustules
      Please give up the boils
      Oh the boiling pustules
      Oh the festering boils

      You have the Belials favor
      And a cowards heart
      You blow out fecal shards
      As you push out a fart
      Blood is on your shuvle
      Broken hearts
      have stopped beating


      For I will restore health unto thee and I will heal thee of thine wounds, saith the Lord Jeremiah 30:17

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      • #4
        You sound like Edgar Allen Poe.
        Ol' McRemek had a Gym Eeee I Eeee I OOOooooo
        and at this Gym they stretched their dicks Eeee I Eeee I OOOooooo

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        • #5
          Originally posted by jayhawk11 View Post
          You sound like Edgar Allen Poe.
          Thanks!


          For I will restore health unto thee and I will heal thee of thine wounds, saith the Lord Jeremiah 30:17

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          • #6
            Originally posted by kingpole View Post
            another:

            Rake and hoe
            Sow the care
            Sow the tare
            Kill the wheat
            And sow defeat
            Sow the seeds of sorrow
            I really like this line. Your poetry pulses with emotion.
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            • #7
              Originally posted by figMiNT View Post
              I really like this line. Your poetry pulses with emotion.
              And just think i had so much lack of emtotion few years back when i cranked these out.


              For I will restore health unto thee and I will heal thee of thine wounds, saith the Lord Jeremiah 30:17

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              • #8
                Here is a depressing dirge from my new series of woes called the Tension Pimple





                Raising the bar



                We kept raising the bar

                To see how high it could go
                We tried to measure up
                On the, on the go
                We kept up with the Jones's
                We maxed out the credit cards
                Bought all that latest toys
                So we could gladly, rightly play
                With the big boys!
                The tension rose up and up to match the bar
                The hypertension went up as well
                We had no time to pleasure seek
                The maintenance of the bar was like attending hell

                The way is now to straight
                Give us now a curvy road, the way is to straight

                Now we are fully in debt leanness unto the soul
                We spent all our income, all yours, all the neighbors
                We fashioned our paramours from porous clay and sand
                Dug the ditch of angst with our own blistered hands

                It festered puss
                We labored and festerd..... pause, pause to ponder the fester
                Festered puss, to fester, to plump and to fester and to blister and to…..





                kingpole
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                Last edited by kingpole; 04-25-2009, 11:18 PM.


                For I will restore health unto thee and I will heal thee of thine wounds, saith the Lord Jeremiah 30:17

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                • #9
                  Whoa, Kingpole. Do you have a wife named Sappho?

                  I've got a Tiger by the tail.

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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by JonPop View Post
                    Whoa, Kingpole. Do you have a wife named Sappho?
                    No, but i think im in love with Blond Sally.


                    For I will restore health unto thee and I will heal thee of thine wounds, saith the Lord Jeremiah 30:17

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                    • #11
                      I wrote this one back in the 90's off of a series called Tragic Comedy.



                      Eyes eyes eyes.
                      Everyone has a set.
                      Eyes eyes eyes.
                      Everyone has a set.

                      The things we do,
                      When we think!
                      Nobody is watching us.
                      And you think nobody see's,
                      Is a body watching you!?
                      Somewhere off an eye blink,
                      Observing your foolish act.
                      Somewhere an eye wink.

                      Eyes eyes
                      Everyone has a set.

                      I feel eyes upon me,
                      Piercing from forest shadows.
                      From moonlit silhouettes
                      Eyes behold my evil deeds.
                      Eyes in a dark corner,
                      Reddened by smoke from cigarette,
                      A spy in a trench coat.

                      Eyes eyes
                      Not everyone has a set.

                      Somebody is watching you!
                      Pick your nose.
                      Somebody saw you steal a danish,
                      Or was it a tart.
                      Somebody saw you.
                      Perform the secret dark sins of the heart.
                      Somebody saw.

                      Eyes! Eyes!
                      Do you have a set?

                      In hidden secret places,
                      There are eyes.
                      Above and below,
                      Are the presence of eyes!
                      Behind mirrored windows,
                      Blue peepers peep.


                      For I will restore health unto thee and I will heal thee of thine wounds, saith the Lord Jeremiah 30:17

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                      • #12
                        Another one from "The Tension Pimple" series.

                        Riding up a Melvin.
                        >
                        > Can't sustain this wedgie...How to unstuck this?..How did this
                        > happen...this, what is this...Riding up my crisoder, don't want know
                        > one to see...Underwear jacked up my ass....Just lay down in the
                        > grass...People passing by hope no one see's....Hope no one see's.
                        >
                        > uheuhueheuheueheueuhe!!!!!!! Now im riding a melvin, skid marks for
                        > sure!...Ooooh ooooh brown stains for sure....uhheeeheheheuehueh!
                        >
                        > I know im young but this wedge stings...When i grow up im going to
                        > kill my brother!! I hate him like no other! With a pillow, him i will
                        > smother!...What do i do...What do i do?...go on pass on, go on pass
                        > on...Don't look at me...Don't laugh at me...Everybody please leave me
                        > with a piece of dignity!
                        >
                        > eueueuebueueu!!!!. Hurts with a sting, my ride for sure...riding that
                        > melvin... Balls hurt for sure!
                        >
                        > Do you remember those embaresing childhood moments. The above
                        > song is a sadistic normon rockwell stroll down memory lane.


                        For I will restore health unto thee and I will heal thee of thine wounds, saith the Lord Jeremiah 30:17

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                        • #13
                          The Nutering:

                          Hops hops and bpa
                          Sow the seeds of nothing
                          so nothing can grow
                          Got everything you want
                          but got leaness to the soul

                          Sew sow sew
                          These round seeds of nothing
                          will someday blossom into something
                          hope it will hope it will!
                          These sprouted seeds of nothing
                          send nuroushment to the soul
                          hope it will hope it will!

                          We sown the seeds of this
                          for many generations
                          we scattered ill gotten gain
                          through the cities, through out the nations

                          Hops hops and bpa
                          More hops hops and bpa
                          Even more hops hops and bpa
                          Still more hops hops and bpa

                          This is the seed of nothing
                          kingpole
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                          Last edited by kingpole; 03-24-2010, 08:35 AM.


                          For I will restore health unto thee and I will heal thee of thine wounds, saith the Lord Jeremiah 30:17

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                          • #14
                            Then there was something to this abbundant nothing.
                            A vast empty space with vague remants of something.
                            A lost and dead empire of faces long and sobbering.
                            In the distance shrouded women crying.
                            Longing for lost children sacraficed FOR THE HARVEST OF NOTHING.

                            And they stared into the sky and said nothing.
                            For days and days they uttered nothing.
                            Like dust devils swirling in a desolate morning.
                            The eyes scope about lamenting.

                            Is thier someone to raise a voice to sing?
                            Someone to hold out the sacred clothing.
                            The harvest of nothing resulted in vague muttering.
                            However the sunsets are still stunning.
                            In the hot waste place of this murmuring.


                            For I will restore health unto thee and I will heal thee of thine wounds, saith the Lord Jeremiah 30:17

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                            • #15
                              Very nice!
                              The world's still a toy if you just stay a boy!

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