Marionette_de_Noir catchin some zzz's before work - December 21, 2011 add/view comments (0)

This poem is about my school; my peers, and yes, a little about me too.I don't think I'm better than anyone else, just slightly more aware of what's going on.

Empty husks of the human beings they should've been
No feeling; No sincerity
They carry nothing and so they give nothing

Zombie-like they wander through the silent crowded halls
There is no smell of rancid sun-baked corpses
No falling of lean putrid limbs
But the disgust---the horror is there

Here in... (continue reading)

This is the second part to Andy's Poem.

By the way for all you guys who are wondering, Andy is my best guy friend and he's gay.^_^ so no worries.lol

He is my counter-drug
Strumming his guitar
He puts me into a daze
Every string he plucks pains me
Like the stab of a syringe
Raw---for a moment---
Then Saccharine
As his venomous melody
Pours through my soul
He sings to me in a soothing tone
Lulling me into treacherous security
Love... (continue reading)

This poem is part one of two part poem of my friend Andy.Enjoy.

Hair as black as night
And as soft as wool
Lips like rose petals;
Pink and soft
Eyes that seem to penetrate the depths of the soul
Man or God I do not know,
But either way I could never have him

Too cool for school,
He's always gone
Off in his painted world
Of bright colors and sad undertones;
Of chance meetings with strange men in the night
In a world where the vodka bottle never... (continue reading)