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  • blitzerr 22w

    Pencils in sand

    I have little pencils in my hand ,
    But there is no paper just sand
    Does it matter what I draw
    It wont last

    I can run and I can breathe
    I believe I am still on my feet
    Been standing much too long
    Can I rest ?

    You see I was always on the run
    Burnt my freedom in the sun ,
    Went too far before I knew, where am I ?
    Those Stars no longer show ,
    City lights chased them all
    Moon can still timidly glow , so is it fine ?

    Can I get a moment to be still
    Let the future pass if it will
    I am tired of the drill
    Can I now heal ?

    My heart aches for the snow
    For the rain I used to know
    For the wings I tried to grow
    Can I now fly ?

    You see I cant say I know the pain
    The daggers were thrown in drain
    The blood whispered in vain , please cry .
    Did the sea guessed it all
    Before the river made its fall
    Or nothing matters anymore , cause it dried.

    You see I was always on the run
    Burnt my freedom in the sun ,
    Went too far before I knew, where am I ?
    Those Stars no longer show ,
    City lights chased them all
    Moon can still timidly glow , Its not fine .

  • blitzerr 63w

    Poetry of a serial killer

    Where will you go, you clever little worm, if you bleed your host dry?

    Back in your ride, the night is still young, streetlights push back the black I neat rows. Off to the right a graveyard appears, lines of stones, bodies molder below. Turn away quick, bob your head to the seat, as straight through that stop sign you roll loaded truck with lights off slams into you broadside, your flesh smashed as metal explodes.

    You may have been free, you loved living your lie, fate had its own scheme crushed like a bug you still die.

    Soon, now, you'll join those ranks of dead or your ashes the wind will soon blow. Family and friends will shed a few tears, pretend it's off to heaven you go. But the reality is you were just bones and meat, and with your brain died also your soul.

    Send the dying to wait for their death in the comfort of retirement homes, quietly/quickly say "it's for the best" it's best for you so their fate you'll not know. Turn a blind eye back to the screen, soak in your reality shows. Stand in front of your mirror and you preen, in a plastic castle you call home.

    Land of the free, land of the lie, land of scheme Americanize! Consume what you don't need, stars you idolize, pursue what you admit is a dream, then it's American die.

    Get in your big car, so you can get to work fast, on roads made of dinosaur bones. Punch in on the clock and sit on your ass, playing stupid ass games on your phone. Paper on your wall, says you got smarts. The test that you took told you so, but you would still crawl like the vermin you are, once your precious power grids blown.

    Land of the free, land of the lie, land of the scheme, Americanize.

    Now that I have you held tight I will tell you a story, speak soft in your ear so you know that it's true. You're my love at first sight and though you're scared to be near me, my words penetrate your thoughts now in an intimate prelude.

    I looked in your eyes, they were so dark, warm and trusting, as though you had not a worry or care. The more guiless the game the better potential to fill up those pools with your fear.

    Your face framed in dark curls like a portrait, the sun shone through highlights of red. What color I wonder, and how straight will it turn plastered back with the sweat of your blood.

    Your wet lips were a promise of a secret unspoken, nervous laugh as it burst like a pulse of blood from your throat. There will be no more laughter here.

    I feel your body tense up, my hand now on your shoulder, your eyes…Forget the lady called luck she does not abide near me for her powers don't extend to those who are dead.

    [illegible lines]

    My pretty captive butterfly colorful wings my hand smears…punishment and tears.

    Violent metamorphosis, emerge my dark moth princess…come often and worship on the altar of your flesh…You shudder…and try to shrink far from me. I'll have you tied down and begging to become my [illegible] sweetie.

    Okay, talk is over, words are placid and weak. Back it with action or it all comes off cheap. Watch close while I work now, feel the electric shock of my touch, open your trembling flower, or your petals I'll crush.

  • blitzerr 106w

    The thing about the End
    is that , its never the end
    when you think it is. It lingers on.
    The thing about beginnings is that ,
    they had begun long before you
    thought they did.
    Their is a continuity to the cycle
    which is beyond our comprehension .
    Most of the times ,
    we are experiencing
    both together.

  • blitzerr 133w

    Fly on your wall

    Yeah i am here , right here .
    With dark eyes and fuzzy hair
    I dont have a bod i dont have a pout , i dont glide when i walk . My eyes dont talk , my posture doesnt rock . I have nothing that will make yr eyes sway. I am the guy who watches u walk away.

    Of all the ones u happened to notice , im not in that list. I am the underdog , ia m the back bencher , i am the ghost writer , i am the guy you mean when u say people . The one on the street , the one in the heat , the one joker who misses all beats . The invisible man , the crowd , the people , the world , the other .

    Sometimes i scream watch me , hear me , know me , look at me , feel me .. whisper to me . I am here ..right here .
    Looking at you when u looked at him or her or them or yourself.
    No i am not the joker who'll go on a rampage to make you feel my presence. The truth to be told ..its not your fault . Its me. Its always been me .

    I cant see myself. I cant feel myself . I cant hear myself. I wanna be him , her , them , you . I wanna be anyone but me i cant see me .

    So i scream at myself
    And i scream at you .
    And you scream at me ..oh not me
    But at men like me , people like me , world like me , everyone u hate me.

    I am the clone of my failings .
    I am the window which opens to a wall .
    I am the torchlight of your sunny afternoon ,
    I am just a fly on ur pretty wall.


  • blitzerr 142w

    Song of Siren ( by mortal coil)

    On the floating, shipless oceans
    I did all my best to smile
    'Til your singing eyes and fingers
    Drew me loving to your isle
    And you sang, "Sail to me, sail to me
    Let me enfold you
    Here I am, here I am
    Waiting to hold you"
    Did I dream you dreamed about me?
    Were you here when I was full sail?
    Now my foolish boat is leaning
    Broken lovelorn on your rocks
    For you sing, "Touch me not, touch me not
    Come back tomorrow: O my heart
    O my heart shies from the sorrow"
    Well I'm as puzzled as the newborn child
    I'm as riddled as the tide:
    Should I stand amid the breakers?
    Or should I lie with death my bride?

  • blitzerr 142w

    So Today I am thirty six ,
    a little too old to be young ,
    a little too young to be old .
    In the middle of life
    and way deep in the muddle of it .
    a little bit wise , little bit confused
    some old mysteries still unsolved ,
    Some new ones with no clues.
    The story is what I believe in ,
    the story that I would like you to read.
    So as I turn on this thirty sixth chapter ,
    And start composing day at a time
    Hope the pages needn't be torn.
    and the blanks are very few
    Hope I can smile when its done ,
    Or have the strength to fake it too .

  • blitzerr 143w

    Let me open the window,
    its been dark for a while,
    Let me find some light
    while I am still struck inside ,
    Looking out I see the world streaming across ,
    Telling me that its still alive
    and so am I ,
    There is a purpose in all that jostle ,
    to climb or to survive
    or just to stay relevant .
    Doors open to take us
    where we want to go ,
    Windows open to show us
    where we can be .
    Even if in the moment we are tied ,
    In our mind,in our thoughts ,
    in our invisible bonds.
    I see hope through the window ,
    Its something I can hold on for a while ,
    Till I unbolt the door
    and fly out and away and far .

  • blitzerr 144w

    I admire the people who don’t struggle ,
    With self-doubts , with confusion , with questions ,
    Who are so clear headed in their belief ,
    Like a mountain certain of being the highest peak .

    As of me I am the hill who feels like a plain ,
    Imagining its dew when it rains ,
    My morals juggle as I test my beliefs
    in this ever changing world of wants and needs .

    Can I be wrong when it all seems right ,
    Is it just too good to be true ,
    It’s a tunnel vision missing the big picture ,
    Or the big picture has skeletons underneath .

    I wonder what it takes to surrender my mind ,
    And champion a thought like its pure as light ,
    But my mind settles on the shadows ,
    When I find your truth a little too bright .

  • blitzerr 145w

    The duality of our existence ,
    The shades of black and white ,
    The self and the selfless ,
    The dream and the awakening .
    Where I exist or do I exist ,
    Every moment I am changing
    In my mind and in my body ,
    Like water , you call me river but I am now cloud ,
    You call me cloud but I am now rain ,
    So what remains , what defines me .
    The world gave me identity without knowing me ,
    I accepted , I moved on , I transformed
    So where am I , where will you find me ,
    Where will I find myself .
    The truth is behind a firewall ,
    Beyond you , beyond me , beyond the self .
    Beyond words .

  • blitzerr 146w

    God doesn’t sit behind the brick walls;
    To watch empty faces churning mugged up words.
    God is there in the mighty ocean
    sermonizing in the winds and in the songs of the birds.

    Feel the god in the whispers of the wind;
    In the sound of the rain and freshness of the dew.
    In love of your beloved and embrace of your mother;
    In smiles of your little kid, is the god I know.