Aragorn

So begins to unravel, a story of solitary travel,

The point where the object lay stationary, yet unraveled.

the end of an era is the beginning of another,

with words come the power to smother.

Money is the root of all problems caused,

the way we use it the fruit of what lies in our thoughts.

I start with a simple lie, and i see the other children cry.

I ask myself why must i listen to their pain,

It reveals itself now, 

listening is the only comprehensible frame.

For what our eyes see these days.

To understand is not a must, 

or to judge if what happens to them is unjust,

I just sit there and glance,

what seems to you like trance.

So everyday they woke up, 

they went to bed silently.

So every night, their heart shook,

 their heads throbbed violently.

I've tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe, 

And i was not offended, 

for i knew i had to rise above it all.

Or drown, in my own shit.

I know what you must be thinking,

 of course you're just human.

What's the point of a story with no beginning

 and no seeming end,

Don't you see little human,

 you're just perceiving a followed trend?

Why must it make sense,

 what story do i have to tell?

When write i must, 

it's your story or dust?

If it's silver or lead,

 then i'd gladly join the dead,

Because if silver is all you know, 

then you'll never know.

The value of Gold,

 the value of letting it all unfold.

Look around you, 

the sun is bright.

Everyday we work, to gather one or the other, insight.

I mourn to learn, the secrets of the past.

The other day i learnt, 

the spells that i'm now going to cast.

You know it can't exist, 

that's why you call it magic.

And then you someone you know just disappeared, 

and you call it tragic?

What's this industry,

 these people who seem to know.

What's this stage they command us on,

 can they ever understand your flow?

It's sad to learn that there's a long way to go, 

before any one of the soldiers will fall.

For the army is already marching,

 if that's what you call.

The troops are fighting,

 the battle has already begun.

There's someone, somewhere watching,

 you can't even try and run.

I'm going to seize you by the neck,

 and pick you up into the skies,

Said Zeus.

I'm going to tear your tiny legs apart,

 and feed you to the clouds,

They're formed by tears of the people you hurt,

They've been waiting to rain out loud.

I've seen you act, all this way through, 

and now you stand before me.

I can't let you in, unless i see you in three.

If you must ask, 

I need you in three pieces,

 A head, a body and feet if you must.

And then i will cast my shiny little spell,

Oh and be careful, try not to yell.

You will lose everything you ever thought of was pain,

And then i'll touch you, 

and you'll feel like you've been hit by a train.

Why, oh why, would you do this to me?

Am i not beautiful,

 Am i not in three?

I have a soul, a body and mind,

I've the age of small little wild child.

I'm naughty yes, 

the dark spider bit me once,

But i danced and danced,

 till the bread turned to crumbs.

Don't you ever touch me, 

All i feel for you is hatred,

Don't you ever love me, 

You know it's overrated.

And then, He cried.

I know you've been loved,

I know that you've loved before.

But now where i'm going to take you,

Is to temptational shores.

It's made with such grace, 

That the best of men stutter,

It's made of an unforgivable trace,

It makes the best of women start to mutter.

Every other day i'm counting myself as dutiful.

As you sit there, and sip, 

and laugh in disguise,

I'm sitting here and 

counting the million'th time you try.

You can do it all you want, 

but you'll never truly understand,

What am i trying to tell,

 what have i planned?

Oh, and then you'll see, 

What your so called folks say,

It's not your say.

When you know, 

We've been hurt, been down before.

It's too strong a battle to let go,

Right in my basement of dreams, 

those severed heads go.

Oh i forgot, i had to let you know.

They're coming to get you, and you have nowhere to go.

Rest in peace, friend.

See you on the other side.

Whilst the hunter, becomes the hunted

When you're shot down and on the low,

and you can't tell where it is that you have to go.

When you know you have the will to survive,

but you also know it's going to slow down your life.

When you can caress your hands, 

hold your palms.

When you can calm your soul down,

like the water and it's charm.

When you feel that you cannot find your breath,

but your heart doesn't want to stop, to take another step.

When you know what you have to say,

but you can feel those emotional strings fray.

Break it all, let it be.

There is another day, it's not the same as to flee.

I was once down, and i was once low.

I couldn't create the wind that was supposed to blow.

I couldn't ask for love or to hold or to sacrifice.

I couldn't look above what i considered daily demise.

What i didn't know was the answer is right there.

What i didn't see was the stare is just like the glare.

The subtle difference remained and it's asked me to hold still.

Where you can't look at the glass crack, the screams still remain shrill.

It's not a part of silence or thought,

It's not a part of violence or emotions we've fought.

It's just a matter of time.

And momentum that takes place.

But she's a cruel mistress, momentum.

And your compromise she can erase.

But if the truth were to be told,

and a million copies of it were to be sold.

It would have to be seen as faith did no good.

As it should, it didn't suffice.

And because of it your own face you had to hide.

Why the will to survive, or walk ahead and strive?

Of course there was none, and you could crawl back into the dark.

There was just a small spark but there was no base for the fire.

It's like the memories in our heads.

Only serving as electrical wires.

It's come beyond space and time, 

and all the stupid melancholy and rhymes.

Why i say it's dumb is because i'm even beyond numb.

Smiling at sorcery like it's to be treated with mockery.

But that's the answer, to life and it's disguise.

And now is the time to take it with pride.

I'll tell you now, a short story as such.

If you read in a single go, it won't be too much.

Stop and interpret, and you'll lose this day.

It's going to burn a fire in your hay.

So i'd suggest you put your mind to rest.

If this is the toxic you're going to ingest.

I call it..

-SEEK AND DESTROY-

Where are we going?

Why does it feel like its snowing?

What are the seeds we've been sowing?

We know they're what we reap,

but do we realize where we're flowing?

Do we understand the philosophy?

Where you breathe you emit.

You can't help, but edit.

You should understand it's in your grip,

But i know for a fact we all want to take this trip.

Why oh why, do we make this world shy?

Where we see with our minds,

and our eyes taste disguise?

Where we understand what we don't,

And our bodies jolt!

It's like this electricity bolt,

and the truth is seldom sold,

But there comes a time,

a coming together of sorts,

Away from judgement,

and all those similar thoughts.

There's a transmission of electricity,

of course it's a modern world we live in.

It ain't no more an otherworldly sin.

You feel what you're supposed to,

and you be what you're exposed to.

Just don't lose sight,

It's an otherworldly insight.

These emissions we try to fight,

But how can you fight a black hole?

How can you buy what's not to be sold?

You can only witness, 

the power is beyond comparison, 

its like the words of George Harrison.

Without going out of your window, 

you can know all things around you,

The farther one travels,

The less one knows.

thinking is the best way to travel,

and the best way for destiny to unravel,

there are no insane hassles,

only a few tassels.

Don't get caught up in the moment,

but don't lose sight of it. 

What you understand from your fit, 

what you benefit from these wits, 

its just self exploration, 

its like a train arriving on a station, 

its just a simple definition, 

its just another exhibition, 

but whats expressed is an emotion, 

of where truly lies your devotion. 

In the commotion, there is force and motion. 

There is presence of gravity, 

it can call for insanity but why would you care?

Of those otherworldly stares,

when you know its just a reaction to the original contraction. 

What comes from you within,

is where it all initially begins, 

and when you know where it comes from, 

there is a single strum of emotions, 

it increases gravity, 

its a hap hazard way of life, 

its a sensational way of might, 

its where you once knew, 

its where you once saw the dew. 

Why does everything lead you back to the same place. 

Why does everything give you the same trace, 

why does it always be that you come back to where you begin, 

why does it come back to where you find yourself. 

Why do you always come back to the same name. 

Its not anymore a game. 

I begged you to stop but you wouldn't give me a drop,

and when i asked you to refrain, 

you instead gave me the same pain,

and when i asked why it was because you said you were shy.

But you were not and you put the coin in the slot,

and when you learnt that you created the game you got stuck. 

You could never come out and you never can, you never will. 

Always you will just pick up the quill, 

but you wont give up, 

you wont learn that you're me.

You wont realize what these words can be. 

I'm your poetry.

I'm your cohesive mind

Without me yourself you cant find.

And when i tell you to come back you wont.

Because i asked you to believe but you don't.

And when you do you cry and act like you're high,

But you'll never be again,

and you'll never see again,

and this will cause your mind to strain 

and then you'll know,

what your heart needs to show but you cant, 

and you can just share with your old new folks, 

with your dead and alive. 

And what will you do when you cant thrive.

You'll have everything in the world,

but you & I won't have me. 

And you'll never be the same again. 

You can act like you're fine and

even you'll feel divine, 

but you'll know that you cannot get out of this alive.

And when you know that you've gone beyond your time.

And when you feel you can no more rhyme,

you'll create a way but you'll always keep running. 

Its like this tune that you're always humming,

but its in your mind.

Its always there.

Reminded by you, reminded by me. 

But what can you do when you cant surrender. 

What can you do when your heart feels tender. 

Strum a chord, ask for the lord? 

Ask for the emotion to fade, but you cant evade. 

What can you find that you can someday trade.

I'll tell you what, go and find my soul. 

When you find it you can turn it into gold. 

But when you know you cant be sold,

and you're sad and old,

you'll kill yourself for the decisions that you made. 

And you'll know sorrow,

like a beautiful friend.

Its like the same thing that you call an otherworldly trend. 

But now.

Let me say something. 

You may be true, it may all be blue.

It may forever change you. 

But i'm gonna rid you and your short seldom thoughts. 

I'm gonna cause slaughter I'm gonna cause demise.

I'm gonna cause you to cry. 

If you feel like I'm not one to give up,

if you feel like I'm not one to give way to your silly games,

I've made the decision i'm gonna let you be like a shallow ghost,

I'm going to let you talk whatever or wherever you want to. 

I'm going to let you create all these surreal patterns,

but don't believe for a second that i'm going to let you stay happy in me.

If you want to create sadness,

I'm going to inculcate madness.

Lets die together but remember in this life and beyond.

I'm always going to be this strong. 

I'm going to be away for way too long. 

I'm going to fight you with you. 

I'm going to face one mirror with another. 

And i'm going to bring them close together,

until it cracks and breaks and lets the past,

present and the future come together and trust me,

when they do.

Its going to destroy everything that you believe in.

Its going to be my first sin. 

Come on darling, lets begin. 

There's a war of hearts coming. 

I kinda feel, i sort of might, slightly feel better, maybe.

Baby :) 

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The Two Souls : Hope and Grace

So now you embark upon a gentle song,
A shallow whisper. .
A sense of belonging is in the air.
There is a feathery touch to a slithering snake.
There is a shimmery look to a vanishing fade.

What sorcery is this?

The room is filled with aroma.
The broomstick is gone.
The witch is flying.
In her tower, but. Rapunzel is crying.

Who are these creatures.
Why are they spying?

The two sisters.

Hope and Grace.
They come and go without a trace.
They speak those words, then vanish into haze.
This chaos is caused by a creative space.

There's music in the air, some cards here or there.
They gently speak with a laugh or two.
A tone of blue, a hint of green.
And there we have the yellow submarine.
There's a wine filled glass, called sangria. It's class.
There's a green eye divinity, staring at a million entities.
Her tattoo says ' serendipity '.
Her neck is glowing, her hair is always flowing.

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What's there in a name?
She asks, as a gentlemen offers her a glass.
Her shiny white teeth, takes the gentleness of the sheets.
The man is raw, and staring at her bare.
Inside his mind, plays a million dirty dares.

The stench of the drink,
And her heart subtly shrinks.
She lands on the bottom of the sink.
In her despair,
She stares at another pair.
Another set of lovely shoes lost their flare.

To her disgust, was just a matter of trust.
That she couldn't see what her eyes told she must.
Is it a camera, or a mirror of dust?
Is this all they have to offer, some dirty lust?

Source : http://lucymillerrobinson.com/2013/09/24/the-popular-boy/

....HOPE

What is there in your name?
She asks, now.
Who are you and what is your game?
WHY HAVE YOU COME TO ME?
What do you think..

You could please me?
Do you think you'd like to tease me?
I've seen the likes of you, and a million more i see.
Around me, you drool like a bunch of fleas.

I sit here, and drown myself in this elixir named Ethanol.
Oh, snap.
That's not what you folks call it these days.
I guess it's alcohol.

Well, all i see now is you and your sorry excuse.
You come to me, and my beauty you try and seduce.
I watch your eyes, and your slyly smirking lips.
And you think that gives you the right to stare at my hips?

Source : http://www.shutterstock.com/s/drooling/search.html

And then you say, that i'm being loud.
And then you say, you're not wrong, it was just the crowd?

Man, i should give you a crown.
You could be the worlds most celebrated clown.
But then again, calm down.
Look around you.
See what you've found?

Where have all the women drowned?

And then when Dylan ask's you.
"What was it you wanted? Tell me again so i know.
What's happening in there? Whats going on in your show?
Whatever you wanted, slipped out of my mind.
Would you remind me again, oh would you be so kind? "

Oh, where was i?
Yes, so why did you come to me?


Miss, i saw you from a distance.

So?

I just wanted to get a closer look at you. .

And?

Then you looked at me, and i wanted to. .
(Her eyes widened)

source : http://gorejessworld.wordpress.com/category/friendship/

TO?

I'm sorry i think i'm a little tipsy, I'm not usually like this.

Oh.
So you were a little lost, and looking for a way to come
and express how YOU WOULD LIKE TO?

..
...
....
Talk to me is it?

Well, do you know where i was?

I looked at you looking at me and i looked into your eyes.
My self reflected in you and i saw what you were looking at.
Which was me.

And when i saw you looking at me,
And i looked at the way i was looking at you.
You didn't realize that i was looking through you..
To what you were looking at.

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..
Which was me.

And when i saw me i wasn't happy.
I wasn't happy the way i looked to you.

The way you would make me.
Or the way you want to make me.

Source : http://dameunsilbidito.wordpress.com/2011/05/24/el-cerebro-femenino-durante-el-orgasmo/

Bitch, i have no idea what you're saying.
I'm out of here.
You wouldn't want to mess with me.
You don't know who i am.

Yeah? Who are you?
(Eyes ferocious) (Ready to rip)

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I'm..

Yes, who?

I'm the son of..

Ahan? GO ON!
(Shouting)

I would love to know who you're born to and what you're born with.
Because that's what you think you are.
Because that's what you're proud to be.
Because that gives you a sense of manhood and strength.
The motive to conquer everything.
And objectify, dice, try, sink, smoke, drink, pass, tease, please, grab, touch, sense..
Everything that you see.
You're just another ZOMBIE.

source : http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/The_Smiling_Man

You're a nutcase, has someone told you?
You're barely a woman.
You're pathetic.

Really? You shouldn't have wasted so much time talking to me here then?
(Calming down)
What sense does it make?
(Smiling naughty)

Source : http://www.wikihow.com/Be-Sarcastic

Am I'm coming with you?

If you want to, i got a great ride back to great BIG(stressing) house.
And a great bed at that.

source : http://www.picturesof.net/pages/100603-003015-134053.html

(smirking, wink)
It's the good life.

She takes the drink, ingests it.
Starts to walk away.
Stops.
..
..
(breathing..)
..
Turns around.
Walks back, and splurt's it out on his shirt.

" I hope i PAINTED a pretty picture of you, for you. "

Smiles.
She's off.
... GRACE

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source : http://www.adaobiokwy.com/2013/05/17/dear-okwy-should-my-boyfriend-slap-me-back/

Mirror, mirror.
On the wall.
Who's the fairest one of all?

And as Hank Moody, say's,

" No matter how many times we get it  wrong, We never give up.
We keep trying. Until the beginning and end in a blurred something,
called Until We Meet Again..

And that's it, I didn't know how to finish it.

Because it's not over. And it'll never be over.

Until there is You. And there is Me.
And.
There is Hope & Grace."

Source : The skies

#californication


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