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Posted by Cyberdevil - October 6th, 2009


There are those
Who don't know me
There are those
Who say they do

On which side
Are those who owe me
On which side
Of foes are you?

There are those
Who then disowned me
There are those
Who could never choose

There are those
Who still live lonely
Aye sea them towns
Down by the blues

Poetry by Me


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 6th, 2009


When I was younger than I am
And than I will be now
I was who I am back then
And I can't break it down

Like these wrinkles won't wither
And the thoughts that stirr astray
Always a constant clutter
Always in such dissaray

When I was bigger than I am
And than I will ever be
I was someone else and yet
I was always me

Like these shades won't fade
They just won't let me be
I remember the times back then
When I was more than three

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Posted by Cyberdevil - October 6th, 2009


If I tell you
Tomorrow it all ends
The world as we know it
And then it starts again

A new life will be born here
Will flourish in our torn years
Will grow and devour all despair
And become like we never knew

The people will be easy
They will live life in peace see
And stand on a cliff by the blue sea
Peacefuly singing to the ocean breeze

They will leave no verse for me
For they will know all that's to be told
And they will never die or grow old
Because they don't know our calling

And when the sun is falling
And you have heard my tale
Will you pray to higher religion
Or let your ego prevail

Will you be happy for the creatures
That take over our world with their hope
Or will you cry in agony
And hope it's all a joke

Poetry by Me


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 6th, 2009


There was once a question
That a young boy once asked
Thi question that he asked
He could not take back

No matter how much he wanted to
The question was exact
He could not let it fail him
And it would not extract

People thought he was playing
All a theatrical act
What was this brave boy saying?
They asked the crowd in back

But there was no delaying
The wonder that arrose
And it soaked all in confusion
All of those who were close

They could find no solution
They could find no reprose
They did not know what to do then
So to banish him they chose

And he still didn't have an answer
To this question in his mind
Thus he lived his life in search for
The answer he could not find

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Posted by Cyberdevil - October 6th, 2009


I am not solemn, I am no golem
I am not Salim, I am known by no men
And those who know me, think I am holy
But I do know me, and thus I'm nosey

Poetry by Me


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 6th, 2009


When the world is dry and sandy
You won't need to seek refuge
From the cold wind that blows man deep
Into the ravines of snow let lose

When the worls is wet and dandy
And there's no war left to fight
We can sleep safely on land see
If there is land still in sight

Poetry by Me


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 6th, 2009


Conform my storm
Revive your life
Distort the burns
Of lightligt skies

And rise the gods
To size and viel
Because I am sky
Yet you prevail

When it's cloudy

Poetry by Me


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 6th, 2009


I felt like I
Deserved to be
Someone else than
Some other than me

I feel like I
Am who I see
Not what I think
Or do believe

I felt like I
Reserved my sleep
Deserved to keep
My verbs indepth

I feel like I
Don't let me get
The lantern yet
The light to guide

My helm inside

Poetry by Me


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 6th, 2009


On my lawn little shadow gnomes rise
They rise through the pavement and slice through the skies
Without grim collisions for advice
I take them to my heart, they tear my helm apart

On my little lawn
Bigger shadow gnomes now stand
Thickheaded with roses and ribbons
Their vile infestious demand

Sends me spiraling like a dime
Down through the time this time
I slide across the gravel grinding
Feeling seems I'm open minded

I can't see when I'm in clouds
I can't be silent when I speak out loud
Reveal yourself oh this tiresome poise
But at least from here they may know my voice

And know me

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Posted by Cyberdevil - October 6th, 2009


Sometimes life is just so fractous without
All of the lucid yet cohearant of doubts
That at times oversweeps us and leaps at us out
Without endowed reason or beasts to seek clouds

There can still be rain even without our fury
Even with names that we call upon at times
And there will still be games even to the new me
That wipes upon unwashed grains to frown

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