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longte
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 476 | |
| The Dark Side
Posted: 2/11/2006 5:55:45 PM | Desert nights can be so cold
unlike the heat of day
Snuggle into sleeping bags
to keep the chill away
Waiting for the dawnlight
canyons are awaiting
with the suns fresh rays
new colours it is painting
Perfect time this morning
before the deserts heat
reach out for your boots
drag them on your feet
Sudden burst of pain
that means everything
much too far from safety
you feel the scorpions sting
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Coming Camping anyone??
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 2/11/2006 7:14:50 PM | No camping there for me
But I want the very first ride
In the glass bottom boat
Upon the seaside
Take me away
To a far off place
Where there's only sunshine
Upon my face..........
Yeah I know it's not dark but hey it's where it had to go, LOL
Sam | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 2/12/2006 4:11:58 AM | old Florida house
the beach
isolated
storm clouds
windy
must escape
cannot
been here before
with them
upstairs
creaking floors
don't fall
gaping holes
fearful
on old porch
facing ocean
family
roof blows
storm
must escape
cannot
been here before
upstairs
tremendous wave
coming
too late
threatening
closer closer | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 2/12/2006 6:38:51 AM | the voices came
in the worst of dreams
hateful, mournful
awful screams
i pleaded to them
leave me
all around an aura
i could see
these voices
with no where
to flee
thru them i pressed
my hand
for you to take
but no, you said
for your own sake
begging
to make them go
but you turned
away and again
said no
there within
this aura
i did resume
and with me inside
they did
consume
these voices
in the worst of
dreams
(Note: In case any are wondering, no, I have never heard voices.  but I did have such a nightmare a few years ago, shortly before my mother died from cancer.) | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 3/4/2006 10:44:56 PM | When the songs are playing
My mind feels more at ease
Even though they make me cry
And bring me to my knees
Careful contemplation
Of the tasks that lie ahead
Bartered with the images
That terrify my head
Listen to the rythm
Can't forget the rhyme
When the songs are playing
My tears are keeping time... | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 3/4/2006 10:50:01 PM | Speculations on winters evening...
Is it over when it's over, is it finished when it's done,
can you surely say it's over when the darkness eats the sun.
Are we wiser cuz we're older, are we better cuz we've run,
from the hot and twisted metal that used to be the only one.
No more crying in the distance, no more tearing on the sheets,
it's the soul that gets the bruising it's the mind that feels the heat.
Does the blood go right on pumping, through a heart that's black as coal,
do we ever find the reason, ever stretching towards our goals.
Do you know how to start over, are you sure you'll overcome,
When the yelling becomes deafening and the darkness eats the sun
By the way, I eat cinnamon altoids by the box. Can I get an amen?! | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 3/13/2006 11:01:07 PM | The mind of a Man
so much expression, un-expressed
sealed inside of me shut, with a lock
and seemingly overstocked.
that i put on myself, trying to save me from this worldly pain
and oppression that lingers with my own compression.
My mind constantly flows
like a river of unanswered confined questions,
that are oncoming and humming like a drumming waterfall
of nothingness, only tears.
This preassure wares on you, from your every care.
feeling consistent moments with leaping lears of fears,
always re-trying to get my life on easy breezy street,
yet always wiping off this sleet
I am nothing more than a man in a battle trying his best to hold up guard,
and perfect his morale tis hard.
dealing with this so called deep heap of compassion he feels for one or another.
i will end all this so called re-run, and move on.
I felt so much, but feel so little.
toodles
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 3/14/2006 2:03:57 PM | | hi what i can remember is the sun shines the night comes but the dark side will never happen if there was a dark side why r we all here now | |
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longte
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 484 | |
| The Dark Side
Posted: 3/14/2006 7:15:28 PM | ^^^
Because buried in that rictus smile
faint memories of another side
sneak anxiously seeking a home
to coalesce when your alone
when they feel the time is right
into your happy day they strike
to linger for a moment there
leave behind a taint of fear
so what was happiness before
now shattered by that creaking door
will gladly take for a ride
welcome to the darker side
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 3/27/2006 9:08:35 PM | Think about it!
War Machine
It’s the young and poor that die,
For freedom that dwindles each day,
War machine driven by cheat and lie,
While the rich in their profit play.
Economy sadly in decline,
Oil companies play the price game,
The bottom dollar their shrine,
All the while terrorism they blame.
It’s the young and poor that die,
For freedom that dwindles each day,
War machine driven by cheat and lie,
While the rich in their profit play.
With the blood of the our children,
We secure the oil interests in the Middle East,
Lost lives of the young a mere token,
The war machine enjoys the feast.
It’s the young and poor that die,
For freedom that dwindles each day,
War machine driven by cheat and lie,
While the rich in their profit play.
All in the name of democracy we pay,
An unbearable price that we can’t rescind,
For people of different god to whom they pray,
And by their beliefs it is us who had sinned.
But still it’s the young and poor that die,
For freedom that dwindles each day,
War machine driven by cheat and lie,
While the rich in their profit play.
Force not onto others our beliefs,
Let cash flow to help our young and poor,
Flowing back into the economy for relief,
Providing opportunities they can’t ignore.
For it’s the young and poor that die,
For freedom that dwindles each day,
War machine driven by cheat and lie,
Do you want your children to pay?
~Kobold~
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 3/27/2006 9:13:11 PM | Hey stranger,
Hope you are doing great!!!!
I see you still have that amazing way of writing it!!!
Awesome job on that one!!!
Hugs
Sam
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 3/30/2006 11:32:05 AM | THE VOICE
Lost in the woods
Soaked from the rain
It started as a chill
Now increasing in pain
Black surrounds me
I hear the voice
Death in nearing
Left with no choice
So many questions
So much I didn’t do
Now it’s foreseeable
My life is almost through
It whispers in the dark
It calls me to sleep
No tears to fall
No fluids to weep
It breathes on me
Its stench is nauseating
It’s pulling me down
It’s demonstrating
How easy it is
What powers it embraces
It holds no judgments
It sees no faces
It only wants one thing
My soul for the taking
But my will is strong
My spirit is not breaking
Like a tug a war
We battle for ownership
My belief is passionate
This, it can not strip
The dawn severs the night
The voice backs into the shadows
I lay there vulnerable
And no body knows….
Sam | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 5/23/2006 9:08:22 PM | I Know the Darkness
I know the darkness,
it is something I have been accustomed
to for so long.
I have been hurt more in the day time.
The darkness is my protector.
I have taken refuge in the abyss. .that
is the limbo my life is in.
I know the darkness. .
I am caressed by it. .
It is my lover. | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 5/23/2006 10:52:55 PM | A sparrow singing
Tares you from a dream
Echoing out the darkness
It whispers
It screams
The shadows wave
In a hunted breeze
While you quiver
Like the whistling leaves
There’s some movement
In the shadows
With a soul piercing stare
Rustling up the deadfall
You here it draws near
There’s nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Are the doors lock?
Can it get inside?
A sparrow flying
Goes by flapping its wings
Leaves fall, erratic
Broken patterns
Stealing dreams
© 2006 Angus P Kootenhayoo
In the absence of love I must protect my self...AK | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 7/11/2006 5:45:38 AM | Beneath the weight of the mist
The air is thick and stale
The fog rolls in slowly
You hear the dying wail
It walks right next to you
Yet it can’t be seen
And there isn’t any space
Or safety in between
It’s breath is warm and moist
As it moves across your face
So close you can smell
It’s flesh that you could trace
Lifted into darkness
Your body loosing life
Twisted in your heart
It’s pearl handled knife……………
Sam | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 7/11/2006 9:45:48 AM | I wrote this about one of my friends who was picked on a lot and finally snapped
"Recollection of a 4th Grade Fight"
The emptiness inside, pitch blackness in my soul
Vengeance from deep within, begging to take control
I want to hurt and mame, to destroy your words that kill
Little pieces of what is left inside, my pain was your thrill
Hear the anger in my voice, the scowl upon my face
The rage that spills from my eyes, if only another time, another place
Be thankful there are others around, I'm a shadow on the wall
With a master plan for your teeth, one punch and you will fall
A hand solid as steel, reflexes lightning fast
In this fight you can not win, no chance you will last
The words you said and pain you caused, I hope you recollect
It'll take a little while for you to recall them, when this punch of mine connects
You might have broken my heart, but you didn't break my spirit
And next time you want to say hurting words, I'm sure you will steer clear of it | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 7/25/2006 4:39:32 PM | One of the Lost
I just can't take anymore of this,
the walls I have put up around my life. .
because of you.
The way you always treated me. .the way
I never deserved. .
What made you think you had the right
to be the way you are?
Who made you so special?
You made me long for my own death.
My destruction. .
brought on by evil. .
disguised as a friend.
No longer did I have a will to remain
in the abyss that was my life; when I
felt I had never been wanted.
And now, I am done with you. .
No longer will you be able to make
my life miserable,
because I can no longer feel.
No longer will I think of you. .
because you don't belong. .
I am the way you made me.  | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 7/25/2006 4:41:52 PM | I stare into her eyes, bloodshot and thrashing
Gurgling at selected intervals, consciousness falters
And is restored.
By these hands, these lucid hands.
Until the time has come, for her to breathe her last
Her creeping death echos as time becomes the past
And with it, her life.
By these hands, these lucid hands. | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 8/6/2006 5:03:31 AM | Unwanted and alone
She sits crying in the corner
No one seems to notice
As she thinks about her life
And all the pain she went through
She gets up off the floor
With tears flowing down her face
She grabs a knife from the kitchen counter
And says "ending my life would end the pain"
As she looks at her wrist
Her heart going thump....thump....thump
She takes the blade and cuts her wrist
Feeling the sharp pain that followed
The blood pouring from her wrist
And the darkness closing in
Her breath begins to slow
As she collapses on the floor
Thump....Thump......Thump............Thump
Her heart beats one last time
Her eyes closed in a forever sleep
Never to wake | |
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| Last Battle
Posted: 9/10/2006 12:47:39 AM | Dark minion from death now rises, all living things it loathes, despises
Calling on unholy might, eternal darkness threatens light
Beasts are rising in the East, harpies gather, dragons feast
giants from the earth do rise, silence shattered by eerie cries
Unholy creatures far and wide, form into a deadly tide
Vow to take down holy city,no quarter given, in them no pity
Attack comes with certainty, pause to let defenders see
Trolls and goblins all in motion, seems like an endless ocean
Surrounding town from each direction, spreading like plague infection
pressing forward with malign intent, catupult and arrows spent
The Goblin Army hits the wall and people wail as white towers fall,
Unheeded warnings now regretted, defeatist murmurs now are fretted
Killing, maiming, drinking eating, unstoppable force there's no defeating
Victims laying in the mud, not wet from water, but spilling blood
Clash of steel now is fading, creatures through the gore are wading
Flash of white and bony grin, can't tell now that Good will win
Gone is all mercy pleaded, forgiveness fades away unheeded
Death whispers out his toxic knell, silence reigns where shadow fell
And as Darkness takes the Earth, there peals out a hollow mirth
For without shape or plan, no one's to witness the demise of Man | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 10/13/2006 10:00:58 PM | Been a while since this thread has been on the front page!!
2 WAY MIRROR
Fire fell from the sky
In tiny crimson droplets
Cremating all it touched
And settling old debts
Once was taken back
Before the spell was cast
But that was long ago
In a forgotten past
The world has since turned
So many, many times
And for all the good it did
There were just as many crimes
Tis the balance of the earth
The scale of good and bad
Like the sun and moon
To night and day we add
And so now the fire falls
Like snowflakes from hell
And what is left in its aftermath
Is where were left to dwell………….
Sam | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 10/14/2006 1:51:30 AM | I sit here praying for god to have mercy on my soul
I only ever do that in my deepest despair
He never replies or shows me another road
I never really expect him to…from the moment I could see
How I envy those that believe,
I struggle to keep the belief in myself, so how do I believe
In anyone or an unseen entity?
Twilight brings this loneliness
I am going to get lost in this darkness arriving
God have mercy on me, don’t let me go through this pain
Tears gently falling upon my cheeks disguising the agony
Of the voice mourning for mercy
Like this hour of twilight falling apart
I am forced into darkness, god have mercy and show
Me the light
Don’t come too close
I see the mercy in me
Flickering in this darkness
Give me the soft breathe of mercy called death
That is what I believe in and I see | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 12/7/2006 6:40:12 AM | Nowhere to run
Light snow swirls in twisted funnel clouds
Across the cold deserted frozen lake
Giving off an eerie iridescent aura
Leaving phantom waves in its wake
A deep breeze in the dark of night
Sounds like a pack of starving wolves howling
Somewhere in the not so far off distance
Are their the shadows, grim and scowling
The moon rises behind the storm
The thunder begins to pound the skies
Suddenly within the edge of the woods
You can see the reflection of their eyes
There’s many more then first thought
Without warning they are upon you
Tearing away your flesh and bone
As blood spills out in a crimson hue
The last thing you ever envision in life
Is the moonshine bouncing off their teeth
And the mirror image of yourself in the pool
That surrounds your head as a scarlet wreath….
Sam
 Merry Xmas to the Dark Side!!! | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 1/8/2007 12:33:09 PM | Before and after
The darkness of night fell upon us
The dampness began to carpet all
Shadows danced through the trees
And the moonlight covered as a shawl
Breathing became heavy
A large lump protruded in my throat
The swamp water was rising
Forming around me like a moat
A howling cried close to me
Through the woods around
It made my heart jump
It was an unearthly sound
Branches started breaking
I was running before I knew
Then out of nowhere
All was a crimson hue
Something hit my face
There was no air to inhale
No sight be seen through my eyes
All scent went cold and stale
Everything was after felt
Even bone crunching was inner heard
It took the beast to whisper, for me to realize
That my death had just occurred…………….
Sam | |
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| The Dark Side
Posted: 1/9/2007 6:32:10 AM | The House ©
In the park, I’d been all day
Reading all my time away
On a park bench did I sit
Until the sky became twilit
As light for reading began to wane
I heard the tapping of a cane.
And looking up, to find that sound
‘Twas an old man which my eyes found
Bent of stature, with shuffling gait
And cane helping support his weight
He moved toward me in twilight glow
The beard he donned was white as snow
His hooded cloak there in place
Hid from view his bearded face
But … he moved on steadily
And closer then he came to me.
My gaze shifted to my book
As his passage overtook
My presence and my train of thought
On that park bench I had sought.
Then, unexpectedly,
I found the man right next to me
The hooded shroud was still in place
Preventing me to see his face.
Without a word the man sat down
And to my face that brought a frown
This bench I wanted not to share!
Yet he sat down without a care.
In protest was I about to speak
When he raised his hand antique
And then his voice commanding low
“I’ve something you should know”.
By his voice was I hypnotized
My entire being was tranquilized
I stared at antique hands so pale
Then began the old man’s tale:
“You’ll find a house not far from here
Filled with loathing, filled with fear
And you might wonder how I know
My presence here makes it so”.
“The house, it sits on Wilsons’ Hill
All abandoned, cold and still,
Trees stay barren, grass won’t grow
And constantly do ill winds blow.”
“Birds won’t fly, dogs won’t walk
Stray cats don’t even stalk
Across or near that House of Hate …
Listen now … ‘fore it’s too late!”
“From deep within that house at night
Emits an eerie, glowing light
Oh, that light … I know it well,
It’s emitted - straight from Hell!”
“Once a man of youth was I
Having aspirations to the sky,
And senses of immortality
And those of curiosity.”
“‘Twas one summer long ago
On a dare I was to go
Walk inside that House of Hate
Then return to re-instate,”
“Our belief and then decree
The house contained but normalcy.
I took the dare … I walked inside,
And since then I there abide.”
“Now, ’tis only once a year
That I’m allowed to quickly veer
Outside it’s walls, and rusted gate
And find someone to share my fate”
“To embrace the horror I’ve endured
To expand the evil I’ve assured
To return with me and be my mate
And share the Evil House of Hate.”
The old man then turned his head,
And as I looked with growing dread
His hooded shroud moved in place.
At last I saw his bearded face.
Within two hollows dark as night
His eyes were embers burning bright
And just before he cast his spell
In those embers I saw Hell.
Reaching forth his ancient hand
Whose touch would be my deadly brand
I jumped backward, as I screamed
I was quick, but slow it seemed.
I grabbed his cane, swinging hard
And caught the man quite off guard
I heard the thud, and filled with fear
With his status now unclear
But … for all the things I feared
I found the man had … disappeared.
No shoes, no cloak … it was plain
Left remaining: His walking cane.
Many years of time have passed
And I can tell you now … at last
‘Twas the cane the held my fate,
I live now, in the House of Hate.
So now ‘tis I, who lonely stride
Through that park and take a ride
On a soul of someone there
And you, dear reader, need be aware. | |
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