Spontaneous Human Combustion by M0r3f33n, literature
Literature
Spontaneous Human Combustion
Your questions numb my brain
And stifle my time
You're seriously making me go insane
Just let me write my rhyme!
Your boyfriends worthless
He's a piece of crap
Why are you so senseless?
Get yourself out of the trap.
Why ask me what I think?
You already know the answer.
I feel like throwing the sink
Your questions are like cancer
A warmth grows inside
Never felt before
Like a hot rising tide
Ahhh god dammit you whore
My arms inflamed
My hairs on fire
What the hell's this, it's unnamed...
Well, there goes my attire
Brand new shirt, gone into ash
From Spontaneous Human Combustion
Scoop me up, throw me in the tra
An early morning warm wisp breeze,
A Coquis calming call,
A smell salt from the sea,
The incoming tide of fall.
Leaves drop gently down and down
A feel of warmth perspires
The cloudless sky above me
A meteor makes a shower.
The sound of birds in the distance,
Singing their lovely tunes
Fly away into the night
As you ever so beautifully croon
The sights and sounds amaze me
As I gaze into the dark
Taking it all in, eye's shut
I hear a distant bark
The city sleeps slumberly
While I work the night away
Taking guards and saving lives
It will make you live humbly
As a Guardian in the night
I am always there
Willing to risk my
Angel of darkness
How you haunt me so
You cut my soul like Eros.
My life feels so low
You wander my dreams day and night
Without care tearing me apart.
It's said to be your delight.
You're words break my heart.
Black flows through your veins
Taking my soul with every breath
Your scent drives me insane.
You're my version of death.
Kill me now or take me as yours
The torture grinds me down each day
Your love leaves my heart with sores,
Leaves me full of decay.
Angel of darkness come to me
Lower your sword
Let the love be
Or let me die on my own accord.
Poetry in motion
can put you to the test
It's not just a notion
that's given to the rest.
Poetry in motion happens every day
take a look around and you will see
a flower blooming in the month of may
or a Shakespearean play calling to thee
It's not all happy though
Can it ever be?
Take a man crying in the night
Holding himself like a young kid
clinching his fists, holding them tight
He feels he's got nothing to bid.
He'll never forget how sorry he was,
She'll never forget the hurt,
He wishes to take it all back because
This poetry in motion sent him to the dirt.
She's in his mind every minute of the day.
Remembering the past
Lay your head down
and just close your eyes
Let me take you on something
That I'll call a rhyme ride.
Your words melt me
In mysterious ways
The touch of your hands
makes me yern for you each day
When I hear your voice in the night
calling out my name
I know that from tonight on
Will never be the same.
I want to send you out
On a journey at sea
With an ocean of words
And my breath as the breeze
As I whisper love words into you ear
Know one thing, you have nothing to fear.
This sea that your on
Will keep you silent til the break of dawn
I want you to relax your eyes
and slow your breath
As my hand travels down your thigh
As new light approaches I seem to grow weak
Its the truths I search for, Its what I come to seek.
With my old life gone, And new life coming to
Its the answers I long for, Its the only thing to do.
Drop the fears of the past
Leave everything behind
Let the world rejoice around me
Let me spirit go free
Let me find what my destiny is to be
May I soar above all others
Let my eyes be open to see
All the bright and brilliant colors.
As I wonder and roam to find my little niche
May I find some better people.
Because the dark life that I left behind
I have lost so much precious time.
Lost time to find where I truly belong
Lost time
As people struggle day to day
To grasp the concept of living
One must Forfeit something
To ever start their beginning.
To take it all and give none back
is an act of self-righteous pity
think of other as well as yourself
Its Social Contract fitting.
People want to life so free
But its this they cannot see
That rules must be set in place
So man will not destroy in haste.
To give up one to gain another
Really does not seem to bad
You must conform to the rules
For its the one thing we all have.
"Man is free but he is everywhere in chains"
Is a strong concept to hold
It is something we should hold onto
for the words are fairly
Shakespizzle was in hizzle just dA other day
Shakespizzle wrote poems, and neva did play
Check it... Yo...He... Said...
Yo Willowinsanity whatcha gonna do
When my homies from England start comin after you
They gonna chase you with pitch forks, Torches, and stuff like that
They gonna hit you with they ghetto fab 1800's bling'd bat
Now PoetryPlease just listen up
Shakespizzle came up with some really dope stuff
He was tha pimp, player, rapper of his time
No one would ever try to F*%# with his rhymes
And if they did they would find themselves
Facing a nine... stanza poem that is...
So now all of you listen to what Shakespizzle gotta
Lay your head down
and just close your eyes
Let me take you on something
That I'll call a rhyme ride.
Your words melt me
In mysterious ways
The touch of your hands
makes me yern for you each day
When I hear your voice in the night
calling out my name
I know that from tonight on
Will never be the same.
I want to send you out
On a journey at sea
With an ocean of words
And my breath as the breeze
As I whisper love words into you ear
Know one thing, you have nothing to fear.
This sea that your on
Will keep you silent til the break of dawn
I want you to relax your eyes
and slow your breath
As my hand travels down your thigh
Poetry in motion
can put you to the test
It's not just a notion
that's given to the rest.
Poetry in motion happens every day
take a look around and you will see
a flower blooming in the month of may
or a Shakespearean play calling to thee
It's not all happy though
Can it ever be?
Take a man crying in the night
Holding himself like a young kid
clinching his fists, holding them tight
He feels he's got nothing to bid.
He'll never forget how sorry he was,
She'll never forget the hurt,
He wishes to take it all back because
This poetry in motion sent him to the dirt.
She's in his mind every minute of the day.
Remembering the past
Current Residence: San Juan, PR Favourite genre of music: Rock, Metal, Techno, Trance, Industrial, Jungle, Drum N Bass Operating System: Windows Vista/SuSe Linux Personal Quote: Do, or do not. There is no try. - Yoda
Favourite Movies
Star Wars - Any of em.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Slipknot/Wumpscut/Suicide Commando/Benny Benassi/Heaven Shall Burn ::: Can't pick just one.
Just created www.m0r3f33n.com!
It'll feature most of my poetry here on DA, it will also feature photos and my blog. I was kind of tired having so many accounts and things of mine everywhere, so it'll be nice to have a centralized location of my own little memory bank.
Finally made it to Puerto Rico! I've been here for almost a month now and I'm freaking loooooooooving it :D I was finally able to catch up to Neurolepsia who was oh so kind to give me some info on some of the clubs around here (There's a lot of salsa here and I can't dance to that for anything lol) maybe we'll get to hang out if she catches some time. I've been super busy though with work and college. I've got about 4-5 months before I'm finished with my BS in IT/Network Security, I just recently finished breaking in at my job (took me 2 weeks which is really fast in comparison to others usually taking a month), and I've been enjoying all
Well, it's definitely been a while since I talked to anyone from DA, but have come back every now and then to keep up on everyones progress and it always brings a smile to my face to see that all my friends from 2 years ago are still making art that they love in their own ways still!
A little update for myself from those of you who MAY remember me, I'm still in the Coast Guard, been in for 4 years come June and I'm still loving it more than ever. Soon I'll be going on to a new area than where I have been (Portsmouth, VA). I have an 80% chance to get to San Juan Puerto Rico. Neurolepsia, we should chill when/if I get to the island!
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thank you for the favorite! I went ahead and read through your gallery...I really like some of your poetry. You have a nice rythem to you work that I greatly admire.