Revolution: Against the Grain of the Grind
This is my
Declaration of Independence.
My refusal
to be another cog in the wheel of surreal
nine to five
to nine to five
to nine to five
survival
in an 8x5 cell of 8 hour hell,
in a lifeless individual prison
lacking vision
of the world
that lies beyond the confines
of conditioned
regulated
censored
minds
Into the verity
Of unshackled liberty,
where I SEE
the many ways in which
brainwashing propaganda slanders
the truth,
and I uproot
those seeds of deception,
(so long undetected)
planted within my mind.
But now the truth
As My Spirit Exhales by Poetic-Essence, literature
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As My Spirit Exhales
As my spirit exhales
Bequeathing unto the wind the cares and concerns
of the day,
My thoughts are purified
By silence
And the poetry of my essence
Begins to seep through the orifices of my mind,
Coloring the palate of my existence
With endless crimson streaks of passion,
Deep black rainbows of intensity,
Full blue swirls of grief…
These are the colors of my words,
These are the souls of my poetry.
Inhale them
And be intoxicated.
Impair
Your sense of judgment
And see through eyes of acceptance
Release
Your grip on balance
And slip into emotion
For a moment...
Rhythm of Liteary Orgasm
As my receptive ears are so boldly caressed
By your sensual expressions
I feel awoken within my breasts, (figuratively speaking, of course)
The pulsing of some supernatural rhythm
Causing my insides to resonate to the vibrations of some unhearable call
That reaches into parts of me Ive kept secret even from myself
And draws up from within them
Such a wealth of mysterious passion
That my mind begins to tremble
So fluidly
Rhythmically
As I feel myself, my spirit, penetrated-
By the deepening beauty of your words
So that such complete pleasure
Is poured upon my senses, at the utteranc
Wherefor Art Thou Silent Romeo by Poetic-Essence, literature
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Wherefor Art Thou Silent Romeo
Wherefore art thou
Truly now
For though you stand here
In fleshly presence
Still I see you not
I see a flimsy silhouette
At best a paper man
And I must wonder, I must ask
For I fail to understand
Why you hide yourself from me
Why you invent so many personalities
That are nothing but fluff
Why are you afraid?
And what are you afraid of?
For I am soft
And I am sweet
I am only made of
The fluffiest down
The sweetest dew
And I must ask again,
What fear you?
My kiss is sweet
Simple and pure
No poison rests upon my lips
No torture to endure
From my soft caress
My gentle touch is only such
And naught to be afraid
Perfect Gift Of Your Existance by Poetic-Essence, literature
Literature
Perfect Gift Of Your Existance
I thank you for the perfect gift
Of your existence
And the beautiful joy your presence brings
The gentle wind of uplifting inspiration
That travels in your wake
From your honest, truthful essence
And most genuine depth of soul
Fall into my embrace,
And I shall roll away your worries
Gently
I will absorb the tears
From your lovely streaming face
As you fall into your place
That is the hole inside my heart
As the single most beautiful part
Of me.
Engraved into my essence
Embodied in my aura
And blessing my whole being
With the gift of seeing
Through the eyes of unbelievable love
That I shall now love you forever!
And
You suffer from the most horrible broken pain
Of the emotionally insane
As your shadows splash upon the ground
Larger now, yet still unfound
As your fourth of a heart begins to pound
To the beat of imaginary footsteps
Nearing your paranoid corner of imagined safety
lost poetry of your soul by Poetic-Essence, literature
Literature
lost poetry of your soul
Somewhere, in those softly burning gems of amber radience
Lies a stifled song of pain
And i hear, in its silent melody
A voice that whispers the lost poetry of your soul.
Lay your lovely face upon my shoulder
And let flow the ocean of your perfect tears
Into the basin of my heart
For i will catch each chilly, priceless stream
Of your sweet and lovely sadness
And cradle it in the warmth of myself,
Until it stings no more
And looses its icy power
I do not desire to be won
to be gotten
to be obtained
I want to be Captured
so capture me-
with the fluidity of your kiss
and the rapture
of your touch
Steal me from myself and make me yours
touch my spirit
with the gentle warmth of your caress
Embrace me
with the lucid Fire that glows from within your eyes
And drown me in the perfect floods of your mysterious passion
and i shall stand forever yours
voice of stolen silence by Poetic-Essence, literature
Literature
voice of stolen silence
You have Tread upon my freedom
And Stolen away my Voice
Yet you ask me why i do not sing-
You wonder at my silence!
I do not speak to you because i have no voice-
No voice that you could hear
And i cannot sing -joyously-
Because you have strangled me with fear
But even my silence
You refuse to accept
and so now,
i sing for you a mournful tune
that embodies the hollow emptiness
that has taken the place of my freedom.
It is the Voice of My Tears,
The Harmony of my Brokenness
And the melody of my pain,
which rains upon your defeaned ears
Yet fails to reach beyond their blockage
and so
now rest within me
Nothing more than
Blackest Kiss of Deepest Dark by Poetic-Essence, literature
Literature
Blackest Kiss of Deepest Dark
Thou Darkest darkness of coldest night
Come, and steal me away
Wrap me in your blackest blanket
Shield me from the light of day
Turn my black tears blacker still
As they trickle from my blackened eyes
Fold me in your bleakest shadows
Where deepest of all sorrow lies
For there I feel I shall be at home,
Alone with no one near
Finally surrounded by
The strongest of my fears
Revolution: Against the Grain of the Grind
This is my
Declaration of Independence.
My refusal
to be another cog in the wheel of surreal
nine to five
to nine to five
to nine to five
survival
in an 8x5 cell of 8 hour hell,
in a lifeless individual prison
lacking vision
of the world
that lies beyond the confines
of conditioned
regulated
censored
minds
Into the verity
Of unshackled liberty,
where I SEE
the many ways in which
brainwashing propaganda slanders
the truth,
and I uproot
those seeds of deception,
(so long undetected)
planted within my mind.
But now the truth
As My Spirit Exhales by Poetic-Essence, literature
Literature
As My Spirit Exhales
As my spirit exhales
Bequeathing unto the wind the cares and concerns
of the day,
My thoughts are purified
By silence
And the poetry of my essence
Begins to seep through the orifices of my mind,
Coloring the palate of my existence
With endless crimson streaks of passion,
Deep black rainbows of intensity,
Full blue swirls of grief…
These are the colors of my words,
These are the souls of my poetry.
Inhale them
And be intoxicated.
Impair
Your sense of judgment
And see through eyes of acceptance
Release
Your grip on balance
And slip into emotion
For a moment...
Rhythm of Liteary Orgasm
As my receptive ears are so boldly caressed
By your sensual expressions
I feel awoken within my breasts, (figuratively speaking, of course)
The pulsing of some supernatural rhythm
Causing my insides to resonate to the vibrations of some unhearable call
That reaches into parts of me Ive kept secret even from myself
And draws up from within them
Such a wealth of mysterious passion
That my mind begins to tremble
So fluidly
Rhythmically
As I feel myself, my spirit, penetrated-
By the deepening beauty of your words
So that such complete pleasure
Is poured upon my senses, at the utteranc
Wherefor Art Thou Silent Romeo by Poetic-Essence, literature
Literature
Wherefor Art Thou Silent Romeo
Wherefore art thou
Truly now
For though you stand here
In fleshly presence
Still I see you not
I see a flimsy silhouette
At best a paper man
And I must wonder, I must ask
For I fail to understand
Why you hide yourself from me
Why you invent so many personalities
That are nothing but fluff
Why are you afraid?
And what are you afraid of?
For I am soft
And I am sweet
I am only made of
The fluffiest down
The sweetest dew
And I must ask again,
What fear you?
My kiss is sweet
Simple and pure
No poison rests upon my lips
No torture to endure
From my soft caress
My gentle touch is only such
And naught to be afraid
Perfect Gift Of Your Existance by Poetic-Essence, literature
Literature
Perfect Gift Of Your Existance
I thank you for the perfect gift
Of your existence
And the beautiful joy your presence brings
The gentle wind of uplifting inspiration
That travels in your wake
From your honest, truthful essence
And most genuine depth of soul
Fall into my embrace,
And I shall roll away your worries
Gently
I will absorb the tears
From your lovely streaming face
As you fall into your place
That is the hole inside my heart
As the single most beautiful part
Of me.
Engraved into my essence
Embodied in my aura
And blessing my whole being
With the gift of seeing
Through the eyes of unbelievable love
That I shall now love you forever!
And
You suffer from the most horrible broken pain
Of the emotionally insane
As your shadows splash upon the ground
Larger now, yet still unfound
As your fourth of a heart begins to pound
To the beat of imaginary footsteps
Nearing your paranoid corner of imagined safety
lost poetry of your soul by Poetic-Essence, literature
Literature
lost poetry of your soul
Somewhere, in those softly burning gems of amber radience
Lies a stifled song of pain
And i hear, in its silent melody
A voice that whispers the lost poetry of your soul.
Lay your lovely face upon my shoulder
And let flow the ocean of your perfect tears
Into the basin of my heart
For i will catch each chilly, priceless stream
Of your sweet and lovely sadness
And cradle it in the warmth of myself,
Until it stings no more
And looses its icy power
I do not desire to be won
to be gotten
to be obtained
I want to be Captured
so capture me-
with the fluidity of your kiss
and the rapture
of your touch
Steal me from myself and make me yours
touch my spirit
with the gentle warmth of your caress
Embrace me
with the lucid Fire that glows from within your eyes
And drown me in the perfect floods of your mysterious passion
and i shall stand forever yours
voice of stolen silence by Poetic-Essence, literature
Literature
voice of stolen silence
You have Tread upon my freedom
And Stolen away my Voice
Yet you ask me why i do not sing-
You wonder at my silence!
I do not speak to you because i have no voice-
No voice that you could hear
And i cannot sing -joyously-
Because you have strangled me with fear
But even my silence
You refuse to accept
and so now,
i sing for you a mournful tune
that embodies the hollow emptiness
that has taken the place of my freedom.
It is the Voice of My Tears,
The Harmony of my Brokenness
And the melody of my pain,
which rains upon your defeaned ears
Yet fails to reach beyond their blockage
and so
now rest within me
Nothing more than
Blackest Kiss of Deepest Dark by Poetic-Essence, literature
Literature
Blackest Kiss of Deepest Dark
Thou Darkest darkness of coldest night
Come, and steal me away
Wrap me in your blackest blanket
Shield me from the light of day
Turn my black tears blacker still
As they trickle from my blackened eyes
Fold me in your bleakest shadows
Where deepest of all sorrow lies
For there I feel I shall be at home,
Alone with no one near
Finally surrounded by
The strongest of my fears
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Literary Orgasm by Poetic-Essence, literature
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Literary Orgasm
Rhythm of Liteary Orgasm
As my receptive ears are so boldly caressed
By your sensual expressions
I feel awoken within my breasts, (figuratively speaking, of course)
The pulsing of some supernatural rhythm
Causing my insides to resonate to the vibrations of some unhearable call
That reaches into parts of me Ive kept secret even from myself
And draws up from within them
Such a wealth of mysterious passion
That my mind begins to tremble
So fluidly
Rhythmically
As I feel myself, my spirit, penetrated-
By the deepening beauty of your words
So that such complete pleasure
Is poured upon my senses, at the utteranc
Hello all my deviant friends, i'm back now. School's started back, work's started back, and now i'm finally getting back into something like a routine. So please continue 2 be patient with me, i will check out all your deviations and give u my feed back. Thanks + much deviant love to you all
Hey everybody, i'm going out of town 4 a while,:( (i'll be back with more 2 post next week. Love you all be good, + don't be too devious without me :) :) :)
Thank u very much, sorry it took me so long to respond, i've been out of town, and now schools started back, so i've been pretty busy buying books and all, but thank u 4 the comment, i'll make sure 2 check u out