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As A Lonely Phoenix Grieves

I've seen the monsters hiding, Behind their sheets of glass, Leading sightless sheep to slaughter, From atop their thrones of brass. I wish I chewed the gristled fat, I wish I drank the juice, But the lies are hard to swallow, When your swinging from a noose. I can't unsee the things I've seen! Nightmares haunt my dreams! Of a prison with no walls, Built of disregarded screams. Inside the herd is dying, As a lonely Phoenix grieves, But you have no such visions, Of our tomb beneath the thieves. -Phoenix

#dark poetry #depressing poetry #sheeple #sheep to slaughter #phoenix #monsters #kings #queens #people #humans #theives #scary story #depressing #save the earth #creative writing #poem #poetry #bleeding ink

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We are dying, children, dying.

How could you kill your only son, To give wealth to other men? Or did you kill him just for fun, As time repeats again? While the holy sleep at night, We must bath necrotic smells! Our naked bodies fight, To escape a dozen hells. Our decomposing flesh, Forever grows upon the bone. The smell becoming fresh, As its the only thing we've known. But still our planet dies! Despite the souls we buy! And our unborn mothers cry, Drowned in twisted lies. And still our fathers blind our eyes, So they can bleed once royal skies! Stealing land now cracked and dry, While their poison gets us high. How can all men lack morals? Despite the lies we're told! How do they make the children quarrel, For mere specs of bloody gold? Listen closely mothers, For I only speak the truth! Then listen close my brothers; We are the poisoned youth. -Phoenix

#spilled ink #poets on tumblr #poisoned youth #sad #depressing #save the earth #dark #evil

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Catching out When I hear that whistle blowin I get goosebumps on my skin And suddenly I'm knowin That ill be catchin out again Do you hear that whistle blowin My train is pullin in My grainers wheels are slowing As she's pullin round the bend Can you hear that whistle blowing It gives me an awful grin Before I begin a stowin My cigarettes and gin If you hear that whistle blowin Floatin on the wind Then you might know where I'm goin Or maybe where I've been -Phoenix

#catching out #freight hopping #train hopping #hobo

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James J. Hill house. The woodwork creaks, the windows leak, With wind that bites of cold. Upon the hill stands the house, That reeks of tales of old. Miasmal mist coats the grounds, Like steam from passing trains. The spectral haunting cloud, Hides the houses lonely pains. The chimneys echo with the smoke, Of chilly days and nights. While the ghosts of candles flicker, Casting out their morbid lights. Still, empty halls reverberate, With balls of fancy dress. Thrown by the man, who's railroad, Tamed the wild west. Why are your halls now empty? Who hollowed out your walls? What happened to the railroad men, Who battled through it all? Great northern rails, though mighty, Will surely someday fall! And on that day I hope to hear, A heed to irons call! While in the house's presence, Laughter fades with passing time. Like the whistle of the "Builder", As she's steaming down the line. A dischordant sounding song, Chimes from up above. A single whistle blow, Filled with iron's love. -phoenix

#great northern #railroad #trains #james j hill #haunted house #spooky #haunted #scary #old

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When the hero rapes the virgin And your savior kills a child Will you want a different version Or would you like to stay awhile When the maid denies her bust And the man denies his back Who will you choose to trust Who could we attack When the jury hangs the innocent And the judge commits a crime Can we account for money spent Can we account for time When the teacher is the foolish one And the student fails the test Do we reload the smoking gun To clean this tainted mess -Phoenix

#life #growing up #hero #virgin #savior #maid #crone #crime #judge #jury #court #teacher #student #test #learning #dark poetry #spilled ink #poem #creative writing #drama #sad #depressing

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Life got a whole lot easier after I realized I didn't need to make bad decisions. Other people will make them for me

#decisons #fuck you

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Fuck all that I want the biggest Pile of gold

Haikus On Life #22

We crave wealth But silver and gold Lie above

#money #finance #haiku #smart ass #poetry #poem #gold

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Gentle Hands

Can you see me drowning, see me drowning, see me drown? I tried to steal a glimpse of Poseidon's ruby crown. Instead I saw a mermaid, clad in seaweed, red and brown. Now gentle hands beneath the waves pull the Phoenix down.

Can you hear me drowning, hear me drowning, hear me drown? A mermaid's voice illuminates a most transcending sound. It's no wonder she won't let me tell the other's what I've found. So gentle hands beneath the waves pull the Phoenix down.

Can you feel me drowning, feel me drowning, feel me drown? The mermaids song is haunting me, six feet underground. Her alabaster face wears the happiest of frowns, As gentle hand beneath he waves pull the Phoenix down. - Phoenix Prose

#Mermaids #sirens #drowning #dark #royalty #poseidon #dying #dark poetry #creative writing #spilled ink #poets on tumblr

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Moonlight through a window

Moonlight through a window,

Illuminates this page.

An eternity of moments,

Within a rusted cage.

  Banished to the darkness,

For giving eyesight to the blind.

The angles and the shepherds,

Dying long before their time.

  Obscured and lost in meaning,

Hidden by this pen,

But it wouldn’t be so crooked,

If this blackened dream would end.

  Defeated by the demons,

Who keep pulling children down.

Hopeful pens keep writing,

Even when they’re underground.

-Phoenix Prose

#moonlight #hope #darkness #nighttime #dark poetry #demons #children #future #angels #shepards #spilled ink #creative writing #poets on tumblr #poetry #poem

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Garden (Edit)

Lost in the garden of my dreams,

Past burbling, babbling, bubbling streams.

Down crooked paths through twisted hedge,

with diamonds on the rocky edge.

Where I get my fill of sacred wine,

From crimson grapes fresh on the vine,

That mingle, while the roses yawn,

Just waking in the misty dawn.

Where once my belly overfills,

I whisper to the daffodils.

Who whisper back, and tell me stories,

Of nights spent with the morning glories. 

Lost in the garden of my thoughts,

Past cherry trees and mossy rocks.

Upon the hills of milk and honey,

Where no man ever needed money.

Where fingers only strain to reach,

Another luscious golden peach,

Off branches hanging down that greet,

The grass around our naked feet.

Within my garden, I’ll always wander,

As nature makes my pen grow fonder,

Of writing things I’ll never see,

Like gardens hidden inside me.

-Phoenix Prose

#Secret Garden #Hidden Garden #Garden #Wine #grapes #roses #daffodill #morning glories #cherry trees #peach trees #milk and honey #shoeless #naked feet #freedom #utopia #socialism #flowers #fruit #sacred garden #garden of eden #poetry #poem #creative writing #spilled ink #poets on tumblr

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Oahu (New Verse)

Lonely Banyan stretch and grow

Their emerald leaves, they wave hello

To snow white doves holding court

With best intentions falling short

Humming bees make flowers blush

Under serenades by laughing thrush

They have no time for snails who run

Past Geckos fat on tropic sun

Butterflies flirt with the breeze

Past twisted old Kiawe trees

To find their sweet Hibiscus prize

Their petals painted by the sunrise

Mist rolls down as it dismounts

A hill that stands to tall to count

Our rainbow smiles from clouds above

On this secluded rock I love

-Phoenix Prose

#Live Aloha #Ohau #Hawaii #Honolulu #Spilled ink #Poetry #Poems #Poets on tumblr

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I’m still here!

When every dream of mines been shattered,

I’ll be beaten, I’ll be battered.

I’ll be tortured, I’ll be starved.

Turned to flesh, and blood, and scars.

I’ll be tested, I’ll be tried,

Filled with hate, and hurt, and lies.

I’ll be forced to dance with sin,

But take heed it will not win.

I will live, and learn, and laugh,

Though it splits my heart in half.

I will hug, and kiss, and love,

Though there is no God above.

You have tried to inflict pain,

I’m still standing, I’m still sane!

You have tried to inflict fear,

I’m still breathing, I’m still here!

-Phoenix Prose

#Shattered #beaten #battered #tortured #starved #flesh and blood #scars #tested #tried #hate #hurt #lies #dancing with sin #flirting with sin #win #live #laugh #love #learn #hug #kiss #i'm still stand #i'm still sane #i'm still breathing #i'm still here #spilled ink #creative writing #poets on tumblr #broken hearted #pain

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Holes

One day I dug a tiny hole

And it just keeps getting bigger

Others say I'm on a roll

But I'm not the only digger!

#Digging holes #targeted individuals #poem #poetry #micro poem #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #creative writing

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I love you!

A childrens poem by: Mr. Zee (Phoenix Prose)

Inside out side all around.

I love you if you smile or frown.

I love your eyes your ears your nose.

I even love your little toes.

I love everything about you too.

And all the things you say and do.

I love the things you think and say.

I love the times we laugh and play.

I love you in the hot or cold.

In jungle heat or arctice snow.

I love you when your hurt or sick.

This is no lie, this is no trick.

I love you rich, I love you poor.

But with some gold I’d love you more.

I love every piece and every part.

I love your brain, I love your heart.

I love your hugs. I love your kiss.

I hope there’s nothing that I missed!

#Childrens poem #love poem #love #poetry #poem #silly #cute #funny #inspiring #motivational #creative writing #k #poets on tumblr

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I have a radio thats stuck on all stations

To listen takes me some patience

I should get it fixed

But with the stations all mixed

You get quite the unique narration 

#Silly #cute #funny #poetry #poem #childrens poetry #goofy #limerick

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IN N OUT

Poems In

And poems out

This is what life

Is all about

I sit around

And read, and read.

A thirst for word

My only greed!

Some call me strange,

And others weird,

Hurtful words 

To hide their fear

For the may have gold,

But I am richer.

My words can teach,

A bigger picture.

-Phoenix Prose

#writing #reading #poetry #poems #creative wrinting #knowledge #know thyself #spilled ink

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Unicorns

In a city of sheep,

2 unicorns meet,

Spilling their ink

Alone in the street.

In front of the deaf,

The dumb, and the lame,

Stood the only 2 left,

2 souls left unchanged.

We showed off our horns,

And how brightly they glow,

Enjoying the scorns,

Of sheep that we know.

In this city of sheep,

We still live to this day,

While they work just to eat,

We laugh and we play.

-Phoenix Prose

#Sheeple #Unicorns #Poetry reading #Street performing #Slavery #Art #Artists #Spille dink #Poetry #creative writing #poets on tumblr