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6/26/2008 4:49:19

Mistermafio
Member

Enter mayhem.

Looking around me,
seeing all those ghastly faces.
Those dead empty eyes
those gruesome shadowed places.

I can’t help but to think
about you, my dear old friend.
‘Cause with you around I could really start to hope
this would never end.

So cough up your courage,
get your heart out of your boots.
and just speak those magic words;

enter mayhem.

AQ	Post #: 51

6/26/2008 4:49:33

Mistermafio
Member

I,

I am angry.
I’m not even going to lie.
I have reasons to be angry,
I'm sure you've heard them before.

Though still,

I am angry.

I have been fooled with,
I’ve been played like you play a little rubber ball.
I don’t blame any of them though
I know it’s just their job.

Though still,

I am angry.

I know you warned me before it started,
I know it was naïve of me to believe you actually cared.
I think I know why I didn’t listen,
I knew it all along.

Though still,

I am angry.

I’m not angry at the people laughing,
I’m not angry at the ones that claim to care,
I’m not angry at the interferers,
I’m not angry at anyone.

Anyone but you,

You make me angry.

AQ	Post #: 52

6/26/2008 4:49:42

Mistermafio
Member

My loved one

We’ve know each other for so long,
(practically all my life.)
You have friends,
(they differ from mine.)
Not that I care.

We argue,
(a lot.)
I don't believe we ever agreed.

And even though I say I love you,
(Which I say, a lot)
You don’t really seem to love me back.

You boss me around and call me a failure .
(Indirectly, but still.)
Every time I leave you ask me not to come back soon,
(and I say I will.)
And frankly I’m pretty sure, you love the others more then me,
why else would you treat me lesser?
(Like they are worth more.)
Why mom, why?

Why won’t you open up the door?

< Message edited by mistermafio -- 6/26/2008 4:50:24 >

AQ	Post #: 53

6/26/2008 4:50:42

Mistermafio
Member

Gift to uncle Clyde

Hey there little baby,
child I may never know.
Child I may never see.
Child that’ll fill her life,
completely unaware of me.

I have no doubt that you’ll be pretty,
I have no doubt that you’ll be wise,
I have no doubt that you will spend your life
without ever ceasing to surprise.

And while I write these words in your honour.
And while I write them with the uttermost respect.
I know I write these words because you’ll be special,
at least, that’s what I expect.

And though we never will shake hands,
and though I’ll never know the colour of your hair or your eyes,
and though I’ll probably spend my life without you ever being in my sight.
Without ever knowing your height,
without ever knowing your weight.
I’m still pretty sure that you’ll be perfect.
After all, there’s but one Layla Faith.

AQ	Post #: 54

6/26/2008 4:54:34

Mistermafio
Member

Untitled
Staring into the darkness,
I feel as a blind man blindfolded and caged in a windowless cage of misery during the dead of night.
So I open my eyes and laugh.

AQ	Post #: 55

6/26/2008 4:54:50

Mistermafio
Member

Hey time

Giant clock on the wall,
tell us the time –exactly.
‘Cause I feel as if I’m too late,
but for what can a man be to late,
when he’s got nothing to be on time for?
_____”Regret”
The clock wisely noted as I hear a knocking on the door.
_____”but regret never comes on time”
The angry wall responds.

”Police open the door!”

AQ	Post #: 56

6/26/2008 4:55:08

Mistermafio
Member

Sides

Top,
bottom,
sides
-Both left as right-
front
and back.
The six sides of a paper.

What a waste to use only two.

AQ	Post #: 57

6/26/2008 4:55:22

Mistermafio
Member

Paranoia

The scissors are threatening me!
Their blades ready to strike!
The walls are closing in!
And the floor’s probably spiked!
There’s poison in my food and drinks!
A sniper on the roof!
The clock’s a bomb and the car is rigged!
Deadly spiders all around!

… God! Damn my paranoia

AQ	Post #: 58

6/26/2008 4:55:31

Mistermafio
Member

Pinned against the exit of a train station:

Godspeed,
May your journey go well
May you travel long, may you travel far
May you go without hesitation
And may you – best of all –
Never return to this station

Though none of the happy readers of this little text,
Notice what it says on the other side….

because we all hate you.

AQ	Post #: 59

6/26/2008 5:14:02

Mistermafio
Member

Hey you, moviestar

Hey you!
There behind the computer screen.
Yes you, could you do me a favour?
Could you walk outside right here and now
and describe to me the things that can be seen.

Because in my imagination
all of you roam around in nice cabins by the sea.
Where it’s always sunny.
Always problem free.

In that same imagination,
every single one of you looks like a beautiful moviestar.
The woman drop dead gorgeous,
And the men as muscled as that dude from gears of war.

It is that imagination
that makes me feel like a lesser to all of you.
Lesser then seems smart to do.
Even lesser then you want me to.

As I am just a simple, boring, writer,
with average tales and average poems.
Just a simple, boring, writer…
Sigh

AQ	Post #: 60

6/26/2008 5:14:14

Mistermafio
Member

Sithishade's request - Memories

The memories I have within my brain,
are memories of “back in the day”.
Memories of sorrow and of pain,
memories that just refuse to go away.

Sure I have memories in which you’re smiling,
in which everyone’s a-ok.
But every time I close my eyes I see people dying.
And as I see -what I remember slowly fades away.

As I walk here
through a bombed-down flat.
my heart fills with anger about the things I haven’t done.
But wish I had.

I shake my head and close the door,
I look at you, as you look back at me.
When suddenly those memories don’t even matter anymore.
The most important thing is that we are free.

AQ	Post #: 61

6/26/2008 5:14:26

Mistermafio
Member

How the mighty fall

With a bang that causes the earth to tremble,
accompanied by a sound to loud for human ears to even comprehend.
Followed by a shockwave of pure power,
sending dust to places where dust isn’t meant.

A cloud of it dense enough to block the sun from view,
does precisely that.
Plunging the world into a darkness filled chaos.
With plants dying and people starving around every corner of every street.
With the constant fear of hunger and death,
while children crying are crying when their mother gets killed
all just for that last hump of bread.

That’s how the mighty fall.

AQ	Post #: 62

6/26/2008 5:14:40

Mistermafio
Member

The Hysteric Lunatic

It isn’t a person,
it isn’t a thing,
it’s just a state
we all are in.

The hysteric lunatic.

This state has caused us a whole lot of problems.
It has caused us a whole lot of pain.
But the worst it caused us is the fear,
the irrational fear that we cannot restrain.

The hysteric lunatic.

It’s the voice within our minds,
screaming and ranting about the terrorist threat.
The thing that panics when we see
that unattended black backpack.

The hysteric lunatic.

But even you cannot deny the simple fact
that somewhere that lunatic is right.
Just look at the news at any given time
and tell me you don’t just want to run and hide.

AQ	Post #: 63

6/26/2008 5:14:52

Mistermafio
Member

Jerenda’s request:

Subject: All that is evil is not dark (or, conversly, all that is dark is not evil)
What kind of rhymesceme: *shrug* Whatever fits.
Extra information on the subject: Um... er... O.o
Other things you want me to consider: It's true, you know. Just because a person has given his soul to the dark doesn't mean he's evil. Take Smoke, for example. His only allegiances are to the shadows of the night and the blackness in his soul. He makes a living fighting for good. In a very dark way, I'll grant you, but still for good. ^_^ (Smoke- Dark Wings RP)
________________________________________

Jerenda’s request – 1

Every cow is an animal…
Wouldn’t you agree?
Though claiming every animal is a cow
is a downright travesty.

That, everyone can see.

It is like this with many things.
One truth doesn’t allow for a similar lie.
But still I am confused
maybe you could tell me why…

Why the people are convinced
that everything dark has to be evil.
And why can’t they just understand,
that evilness isn’t only reserved for the dark.
________________________________________

Jerenda’s request – 2

I sprint through the darkness
during a coal black night.
Today I am hunting.
Hunting for creatures of fright.

Years of training have taught me to see in the dark,
decades of experience made me silent as the wind,
just days of hunting, though,
have given me a ghostly white skin.

I move through the nearly black forest,
stalking a vampire on a rage.
But just moments before I reach him,
I get distracted by the voice of an angry sounding mage.

“Hey you there, creature of darkness!
Stalking that innocent little kid!
You will not live very much longer,
after all the things you –probably- did.”

The mage spoke his words of magic,
and killed me with the purest of light.
By all means this was a beautiful sight.

It was that night,
that darkness filled night
that both me and the mage
prematurely died.

AQ	Post #: 64

6/26/2008 5:15:03

Mistermafio
Member

Drifting away in solitude

I lie here in silence
I lie here without light,
I lie here blankly staring
into an endless night.

I listen to the silence,
I listen very well
I listen to the nonexistent sounds
of a nonexistent hell.

I try to move away from this torment,
I try to scream my empty lungs out,
I try…
but nothing helps to stop it,
to stop the drifting away in solitude.

AQ	Post #: 65

6/26/2008 5:15:12

Mistermafio
Member

She

She walks through the street,
all alone, with me.
I notice a great sadness within her,
not that it’s that hard to see.

Something is wrong,
something’s not right.
She tries to keep strong,
but the tears are impossible to fight.

So I fight along, without her.

Agitated she increases her pase,
getting away from my silent presence.
I just hope she’s walking home
to cry alone…
Without me.

AQ	Post #: 66

6/26/2008 5:15:21

Mistermafio
Member

The Room

Imagine a room filled with people,
none of them like each other.
All there for one reason,
all there for one death.

Some of them are crying,
some of them are sad.
Most of them want money,
from their late great granddad.

In the middle of the room
lies a simple wooden coffin.
Painted black and tied with golden straps.
All in his memory,
the memory of great granddad.

Now imagine this same room, just some hours after.
This time filled with happy laugher.
It's the funeral of aunt Elaine,
she was poor.
So there's nothing to gain.

AQ	Post #: 67

6/26/2008 5:15:32

Mistermafio
Member

Questioning

Why wait for things to come?
Why stand around and do nothing at all?
Why..
Why is mankind so god damn small?

Why do we refuse to grow?
Why do we pretend to know?
Why don't we think any more?
Why...
What is it good for?

Why is black just black
in people's minds?
Why is white but white
in people's minds?

Why...

Why?

AQ	Post #: 68

6/26/2008 5:15:41

Mistermafio
Member

The fall through eternity

Flying through eternity,
searching for a cure.
To stop the disease you gave to me.
To stop the thing that was never meant to be.

Listening to the sound of ages
rushing past my ears.
I am sure I can hear...
You.

You, calling out for me,
calling out for my forgiveness.
But why should I forgive the curse you put on me
that awful curse that, after all, was meant to be.

Still I am flying through the eternal second,
the eternal moment that defines the dead.
Until I come crashing down onto the ground.

I enjoyed my death.

AQ	Post #: 69

6/26/2008 5:15:49

Mistermafio
Member

Cherry blossom apple-pie

Cherry blossom apple-pie.
The delicious food replacement.
Don't eat it though
for you might die.

In the land of bad product placement.

Cherry blossom apple-pie.
Tree-growing beauty.
Smelling like wet dog though,
one could wonder why.

Cherry blossom apple-pie
One has to ask what good it does.
The answer?
Nothing!

How I love my...
Cherry blossom apple-pie.

AQ	Post #: 70

6/26/2008 5:15:57

Mistermafio
Member

When two souls collide

I have been dreaming
beautiful dreams.
About having
horrible nightmares.

I have been thinking
sweet thoughts.
About thinking,
death.

I have been writing,
unbelievable tales.
About what happens
when two souls collide.

And I’ve come to the conclusion,
the horrifying conclusion,
the gorgeous conclusion,

that what happens when two souls collide.
Can be classified,
as magical.

AQ	Post #: 71

6/26/2008 5:16:05

Mistermafio
Member

Untitled 2

Quickly passing
down the road.
Almost running,
reading a note.

Turning round the corner,
out of my view.
Person in a hurry…
How I envy you.

AQ	Post #: 72

6/26/2008 5:16:15

Mistermafio
Member

Untitled 3

Reaching for the sky
with blind eyes.
Looking through the lies.

Seeing nothing
thus seeing all.

Seeing nothing
but hearing nature call.

AQ	Post #: 73

6/26/2008 5:17:18

Mistermafio
Member

I’m gazing.

Through my open window
I gaze upon the sky
No cloud dares to block my view
Not this summer’s night.

Through miles upon miles
I bask in the light
Of a bright
Evening star

Somehow, it appears close enough to touch
But I know I cannot reach that far.

My mind, though,
Brings me closer

My mind, though,
Lets me walk on the surface of this star

Past sights so wonderful
So magical
Yet so terrible

I walk,
Yet all I do is gaze.

< Message edited by mistermafio -- 7/2/2008 7:19:45 >

AQ	Post #: 74

7/1/2008 7:06:08

Mistermafio
Member

The shadow of the night

I’m hidden,
from good,
______________________________from evil.
I’m hidden.
Hidden inside.

It’s cold here,
but I have no use for warmth,
______________________________no use for food.
No use for light.

I’m alone,
but I won’t cry.
______________________________As I have no tears.
As I have no fright.

Yep,
______________________________I’m pretty fine.
Here in the shadow of the night

< Message edited by mistermafio -- 7/1/2008 7:11:30 >

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