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Devinoir

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The Poems of Noir
« Reply #30 on: July 02, 2009, 11:23:55 PM »
To a Flame of Mine

I left you tonight,
I went to a bar,
I had the biggest,
Strongest, cheapest drink.
I told the barkeep
"I hate this life"
He smiled,
He sent me to a shrink.
I laid the lady,
I had a drink.
What's wrong with me
I ask myself,
But I surely like this hell,
Is there a truth that I must keep?
Is there a meaning to this life?
I hate it and I love it so,
I love the way of no control,
I hate the way I let you go,
Although -
I would never change a thing.
Sure, in my sleep I shall weep,
But I'm glad you're not for me.
This city beckons me with life,
I'm lonely now, but it's okay,
The city lights will show the way.
They just want to spend the night,
I just want to flee the day.
The love for money,
And money for love,
And all the money's not enough.
There is I in every person,
Only long asleep...

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« Reply #31 on: July 02, 2009, 11:25:03 PM »
The Same Old Story

I met her at a square,
I didn't know right then,
What utter sadness and despair
My life would soon commence.

My friend - he said he loved her,
I knew that it was true,
But I knew he couldn't have her,
I've come to love her too.

She could've loved the guy -
He was so sweet and nice,
But there was always I -
To make his all hopes die.

I thought she would be mine,
But it was no surprise,
When she looked me in the eyes
And said a sweet goodbye.
There is I in every person,
Only long asleep...

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« Reply #32 on: July 02, 2009, 11:25:53 PM »
Aftermath

Destroy me babe, I want you to,
Forget me if you must,
Banished from the skies above..
What I told you wasn't true,
It is not just simple lust,
There is more to that.. it's love.

What a pain it is to say
Should've done it the old way,
The night's over, you don't care,
Whether it was love we shared.
But I say it anyway,
Since the price was paid.

The roses of poison,
The hearts full of hate,
The coldest of seasons,
A passionate date.
That's all that it takes,
For a longing of death.
There is I in every person,
Only long asleep...

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« Reply #33 on: July 02, 2009, 11:27:27 PM »
The Fall

I see the whole world is for sale,
I see it everywhere,
A star that dies, a lie that's told,
A thought that has been born to share,
A baby's being born and sold.
They're selling life
And they sell death.
They sell their bodies,
And the souls.
A war breaks out,
And they sell corpses,
And guns to breed some more,
A tree that's cut,
A man who loses,
And the cheapest hardcore porn.
I see it as the fall,
People sharing with displays,
And befriending the TV,
Idols die, their death is sold,
For you to see on your displays,
For you to worship,
And then to stop to care
At all.
The man is taking the last fall.
Science thinks of ways to kill
The God, the Man, the point to live,
Politics that mock the free,
And the freedom that is sold.
And the way we lose control
Over our very lives,
And the way we're being spied,
Every word we hear is lie,
And the way new idols rise,
Pop-corn, Cop-Porn and the like,
Stalin's back, with boots from Nike,
Propaganda all day long..
I see it all,
The Man, His Fall.
There is I in every person,
Only long asleep...

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« Reply #34 on: July 06, 2009, 11:43:03 AM »
Now that is good stuff man! Keep it up.

Also, I think I will repost an old one of mine, and re-issue an old challenge to the members who read here.

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Re: The Poems of Noir
« Reply #35 on: July 09, 2009, 06:02:18 AM »
Thanks Mo. I'm just back from my trip, I'll soon post some more.
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« Reply #36 on: July 10, 2009, 10:12:04 AM »
Despair

Truth is a lie
You cannot deny.
Life is a place,
Where you're born to die,
Love is a gamble
With no fair bets,
Luck is a ride
Without regrets.
Words are a veil,
Words are our jail,
Each day we fail,
Each day we rise,
Among the dead,
And yet -
Still alive.
Passing through crowds,
The herds of living
Who waste their lives,
They're bored and they shout,
A herd of lost souls,
For money they live,
For money they die,
Money, it's their only goal.

I took a walk today
Down the streets
Of sorrow and pain,
Down where old children weep,
Longing for their dreams,
Those forever lost.

Their eyes to the sky
In searches of heaven,
I join them to find
That it's just a lie,
Together we cry.
There is I in every person,
Only long asleep...

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Re: The Poems of Noir
« Reply #37 on: July 11, 2009, 03:29:42 AM »
Thanks, Moonbabe. Didn't know you checked out this thread.
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« Reply #38 on: July 12, 2009, 03:03:52 AM »
Do it, that would be really cool.
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Re: The Poems of Noir
« Reply #39 on: July 12, 2009, 04:01:50 AM »
Moonbaby if your poetry is even half as good as Devinoir's here, it would be a pleasure to hear it.
When I hear somebody sigh, "Life is hard," I am always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?"

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« Reply #40 on: July 12, 2009, 04:04:57 AM »
Why thank you, Ryobi, and she's right, Moonbabe - it would be a real pleasure to hear it.
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« Reply #41 on: July 12, 2009, 11:57:42 PM »
As The Years Go By

Sunshine.. I miss you so.
I miss the blessed sound of laughter,
I miss the life of paradise,
But here there's no light to go after.
I miss the way it was -
So simple and so perfect still,
But now I know it wasn't real,
Childhood's over, heaven's lost.
Does the world get worse
As the years go by and by,
Or is it only us -
Getting older with the time.
The perfect past is now in ruins,
The future's not as bright as told,
We are the age of disappointments,
We are the young, yet we feel old.
We see leaders who are weak,
Who cause thousands to die,
The preachers calling to be meek,
And to obey all those who lie.
We're told that God's a fairy tale,
And there was no Christ on a cross,
That heroes are just propaganda,
And all the victories are lost.
As years go by, we're sadder still,
We long for lies and the unreal,
Learning disappointing truths,
We can't tell evil from the good,
Is this what growing up's about?
Where there was faith,
There's only doubt.
There is I in every person,
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« Reply #42 on: July 13, 2009, 01:17:15 AM »
In some way I'm learning to express myself better.
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« Reply #43 on: July 13, 2009, 07:36:34 AM »
Surrender

The ghosts of past that haunt me still,
Like questions never worth an answer,
The endless 'why'-s, the helpless lies,
My partner's face that I despise.
My memory is much like cancer,
My soul's a pool of grim disease,
I look at myself with unease,
I hate to hate myself like this,
What is life for but a death,
A beginning is an end,
We rot while standing still like this,
But we have no place to go,
No place to hide
From ourselves,
Our darker side
It triumphs over wretched truths,
It grinds its rotten fangs of teeth
It has no feet,
But scorched dark roots
In our nonexistent souls,
It darkly shines through holes
In our logic, and our thoughts.
I wonder why I ever fought
Against its will,
And now I don't.
I am dark and ugly,
I am horrid, I am me.
Numbly I still see -
My cause is lost,
Surrender's sweet.
There is I in every person,
Only long asleep...

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« Reply #44 on: July 14, 2009, 01:12:53 AM »
Nightshade

Obsession, depression,
The thoughts to be banned
From the realm of the fools,
The feelings obscene,
The soul that is hurt,
The mask that is put
Upon our truth,
Upon the monster
That is I.
No mask now remains,
There's nothing to hide,
To hell with the shame,
I'm done with the lies,
I am what I am,
What fools made me be,
A ghost of a reason,
A shell of a man.
This is what I am,
A shade of noir.
A door is ajar,
The path to my life,
By my hand it's closed,
It's strangely compelling,
This feeling of loss.
The nights spent in spirits,
The nights amongst whores,
The nights of noir,
The nights with no cause.
There is I in every person,
Only long asleep...