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kingpole · 03-07-2009

A few creative dark parables i wrote a few years back.

The defiant one

Burp belch and spew
And he pisses in the dust
While every other man
Pisses in the pond
Into to all the hopeless
He slowly turns the screw

In the beyond beyond, by gone the by gone
Scorn pitied us this time
For the time that is this time
Now the hope is gone, by gone

He emptied his dark self
Wore the shroud of religious false humility
All the while giving Jeh lip service
His idols lay securely on a sacred shelf

E invented a religion, became quite righteous
His charity has narrowed
His anus is well dilated
He baths in a bat of delusion
He’s doned a swollen head
A master crafter of illusion

Sigh Ah

Jubilation! Jubilation
The year of jubilee
Set free all your servants
Unless they want to stay

Celebration! Celebration!
The maidens dance and sway
Your young men have visions
Your old men dream dreams

What delightful joy
The freedom form the empty
And the liberation from the nothing
Jeh has heard our cries
Delivered us from the despot we despised
Now we have hope for tomorrow
And the nothing has become something

He has vanquished the defiant one
He has snuffed you out
He dotted your evil eyes
He has snuffed you out
Out of your cadaver
he sucked out your light
And now we are stolen out of the nothing
And given a soul of light

At last we can breath out
a long awaited sigh of relief
We can expel the disorder
We can air out our grief

Ah Sigh

Oh defiant one
The memory of your stench is leaving
Oh tyrant one
No longer shall you piss on us

Jehy has filled our nostrils
with his sweet air
We can remove the blinders
And rip the thick
Unforgiving Vail

The four winds blow out
your stagnate vapor
And sweet songs of joy
Now fills our open ears
Your scornful voice
We no longer hear
Now there is dancing and song
Dancing and song

kingpole · 03-07-2009

another:

Sowing the tare

Rake and hoe
Sow the care
Sow the tare
Kill the wheat
And sow defeat
Sow the seeds of sorrow

The harvest comes up to freak you
Comes up to eat you
Comes up to beat you
Comes up to suck you in
Swallow you up
And then spits you out
And like a dog returns to its vomit
It happens again and again

Did you sow your tempor??
Did you sow jealousy?
Did you sow the harvest of angst?
And wired and bail it up?

kingpole · 03-07-2009

Yet still another:

Please

On your dead rotting flesh is its toils
Scythe away the tare
Try to have a hope if you dare
Bring to the machine
The sacrafice of pain
And you harvest the face of pain

Did you sow the tare in haste?
Did you sow the tare in malice?
Did you strive to get what is your yours?
Did you practice the face of angst?
Did you harvest the strife?

Please give up the pustules
Please give up the boils
Oh the boiling pustules
Oh the festering boils

You have the Belials favor
And a cowards heart
You blow out fecal shards
As you push out a fart
Blood is on your shuvle
Broken hearts
have stopped beating

jayhawk11 · 03-07-2009

You sound like Edgar Allen Poe.

kingpole · 03-07-2009

Quote:

Originally Posted by jayhawk11

You sound like Edgar Allen Poe.

Thanks!

Larger · 03-08-2009

Quote:

Originally Posted by kingpole

another:

Rake and hoe
Sow the care
Sow the tare
Kill the wheat
And sow defeat
Sow the seeds of sorrow

I really like this line. Your poetry pulses with emotion.

kingpole · 03-08-2009

Quote:

Originally Posted by figMiNT

I really like this line. Your poetry pulses with emotion.

And just think i had so much lack of emtotion few years back when i cranked these out.

kingpole · 04-25-2009

Here is a depressing dirge from my new series of woes called the Tension Pimple

Raising the bar

We kept raising the bar

To see how high it could go

We tried to measure up
On the, on the go
We kept up with the Jones's
We maxed out the credit cards
Bought all that latest toys
So we could gladly, rightly play
With the big boys!
The tension rose up and up to match the bar
The hypertension went up as well
We had no time to pleasure seek
The maintenance of the bar was like attending hell

The way is now to straight
Give us now a curvy road, the way is to straight

Now we are fully in debt leanness unto the soul
We spent all our income, all yours, all the neighbors
We fashioned our paramours from porous clay and sand
Dug the ditch of angst with our own blistered hands

It festered puss
We labored and festerd..... pause, pause to ponder the fester
Festered puss, to fester, to plump and to fester and to blister and to…..

JonPop · 04-26-2009

Whoa, Kingpole. Do you have a wife named Sappho?

kingpole · 04-26-2009

Quote:

Originally Posted by JonPop

Whoa, Kingpole. Do you have a wife named Sappho?

No, but i think im in love with Blond Sally.

03-07-2009	#1
kingpole Super Moderator Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: The Motherlode Posts: 5,678	The Harvest A few creative dark parables i wrote a few years back. *The defiant one* Burp belch and spew And he pisses in the dust While every other man Pisses in the pond Into to all the hopeless He slowly turns the screw In the beyond beyond, by gone the by gone Scorn pitied us this time For the time that is this time Now the hope is gone, by gone He emptied his dark self Wore the shroud of religious false humility All the while giving Jeh lip service His idols lay securely on a sacred shelf E invented a religion, became quite righteous His charity has narrowed His anus is well dilated He baths in a bat of delusion He’s doned a swollen head A master crafter of illusion Sigh Ah Jubilation! Jubilation The year of jubilee Set free all your servants Unless they want to stay Celebration! Celebration! The maidens dance and sway Your young men have visions Your old men dream dreams What delightful joy The freedom form the empty And the liberation from the nothing Jeh has heard our cries Delivered us from the despot we despised Now we have hope for tomorrow And the nothing has become something He has vanquished the defiant one He has snuffed you out He dotted your evil eyes He has snuffed you out Out of your cadaver he sucked out your light And now we are stolen out of the nothing And given a soul of light At last we can breath out a long awaited sigh of relief We can expel the disorder We can air out our grief Ah Sigh Oh defiant one The memory of your stench is leaving Oh tyrant one No longer shall you piss on us Jehy has filled our nostrils with his sweet air We can remove the blinders And rip the thick Unforgiving Vail The four winds blow out your stagnate vapor And sweet songs of joy Now fills our open ears Your scornful voice We no longer hear Now there is dancing and song Dancing and song __________________ Im trying to find myself......again.....Now where in the hell did i put me.

03-07-2009	#2
kingpole Super Moderator Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: The Motherlode Posts: 5,678	another: Sowing the tare Rake and hoe Sow the care Sow the tare Kill the wheat And sow defeat Sow the seeds of sorrow The harvest comes up to freak you Comes up to eat you Comes up to beat you Comes up to suck you in Swallow you up And then spits you out And like a dog returns to its vomit It happens again and again Did you sow your tempor?? Did you sow jealousy? Did you sow the harvest of angst? And wired and bail it up? __________________ Im trying to find myself......again.....Now where in the hell did i put me.

03-07-2009	#3
kingpole Super Moderator Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: The Motherlode Posts: 5,678	Yet still another: Please On your dead rotting flesh is its toils Scythe away the tare Try to have a hope if you dare Bring to the machine The sacrafice of pain And you harvest the face of pain Did you sow the tare in haste? Did you sow the tare in malice? Did you strive to get what is your yours? Did you practice the face of angst? Did you harvest the strife? Please give up the pustules Please give up the boils Oh the boiling pustules Oh the festering boils You have the Belials favor And a cowards heart You blow out fecal shards As you push out a fart Blood is on your shuvle Broken hearts have stopped beating __________________ Im trying to find myself......again.....Now where in the hell did i put me.

03-07-2009	#4
jayhawk11 Moderator Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: Portland, Oregon Posts: 1,009	You sound like Edgar Allen Poe. __________________ Ol' McRemek had a Gym Eeee I Eeee I OOOooooo and at this Gym they stretched their dicks Eeee I Eeee I OOOooooo http://www.pegym.com/forums/pe-theor...important.html

04-25-2009	#8
kingpole Super Moderator Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: The Motherlode Posts: 5,678	Here is a depressing dirge from my new series of woes called the Tension Pimple Raising the bar We kept raising the bar To see how high it could go We tried to measure up On the, on the go We kept up with the Jones's We maxed out the credit cards Bought all that latest toys So we could gladly, rightly play With the big boys! The tension rose up and up to match the bar The hypertension went up as well We had no time to pleasure seek The maintenance of the bar was like attending hell The way is now to straight Give us now a curvy road, the way is to straight Now we are fully in debt leanness unto the soul We spent all our income, all yours, all the neighbors We fashioned our paramours from porous clay and sand Dug the ditch of angst with our own blistered hands It festered puss We labored and festerd..... pause, pause to ponder the fester Festered puss, to fester, to plump and to fester and to blister and to….. __________________ Im trying to find myself......again.....Now where in the hell did i put me. Last edited by kingpole; 04-25-2009 at 11:18 PM.

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04-26-2009	#9
JonPop Senior Administrator Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: Southern Ca Posts: 5,099	Whoa, Kingpole. Do you have a wife named Sappho? __________________ I've got a Tiger by the tail.

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