Welcome to my Filthy Mind: Dark poety

[Grm]

For MzMadnesS, who I miss every day.
Grm


MADNESS COMES

Madness comes this way, I see it,
lurking behind the shadows cast,
waiting to pounce in diabolical fit,
no dream, this could be my last.

Madness is always there,watching,
seeking weaknesses,while I stare,
feelings of hope now missing,
I wait to be taken to its lair.

Madness strikes a lonely chime,
no one to hear it but me,
clinging dark always on time,
light forever lost to me.

grm 2005

[toromieda]

The sesasons send their ruins as they go,
For in spring the narciss shows its head
Nor withers till the rose has flamed to red,
And in autumn purple violets blow,
And the slim crocus stirs the winter snow;
Wherefore yon leafless trees will bloom again
And this gray land grow green with summer rain
And send up cowslips for some boy to mow.

But what of life whose bitter hungry sea
Flows at our heels,and gloom of sunless night
Covers the days which never more return?
Ambition,love and all the thoughts that burn
We all lose too soon,and only find delight
In withered husks of some dead memory.

---Wilde.

[HellishTreat]

Sexual is equal to primal.
Lust is not visible.
I will take your pain and feed.
Satisfy your bloody need.

The eyes never lie.
The body is a treasure.
I abuse at my leisure.
But the eyes never lie.

Afraid of my malice?
Have fear of my palace?
I have a room for you.
Where the beast speaks true.

Hide, if you must.
Whom do you trust?
I have a room for you.
Where the beast speaks true.

[toromieda]

Jesus Loving Fills My Skull

Jesus loves pornographers.

Jesus loves lesbian twins.

Jesus loves stump humpers.

Jesus loves those who enjoy The Dirty Sanchez.

Jesus loves hookers.

Jesus loves women who have had abortions.

Jesus loves Muslims.

Jesus loves drug addicts.

Just a little reminder to everyone who pays more than commercial lip service to the holiday recently celebrated what it's current namesake was all about.

If you're one of the many who don't dig on the whole Jesus thing. Basically, just don't be a dick.

Yeah, babe, join the party.

http://kleine-fuhrer.lenin.ru/mp3/housewitz.swf

[HellishTreat]

Toro,

Leave this board. I will never return. I'm tired of the hate and the games.

If you want a friend. hellishtreat@yahoo.com

I hope you are not "in too deep".

Take care. I hope you write.

[toromieda]

Hey, I came on here first on the old rapeboard.com.
And it was fun then, different set of people.

But the old site is gone, and the old folks are gone.

But lately, there is some fighting between rapeclub and rapeboard.

Well, I got banned from rapeclub.

They told me my posts were too psychotic.

Oh, no, I am not going to tell you my handle at that site.

They should have left this board unmoderated.

Yeah, babe, power corrupts, absolute power corrupts absolutely.

--Lord Acton.

And don't tell me things will get better.

Again,

The long term versus the short term argument is one used by losers.
--Lord Acton

[Grm]

As for being phychotic, theres nothing wrong with me, its the rest of world that is mad, mad, mad.
Grm

[Grm]

Oh Toro, you drive me. . .wild,
its easy to trace the tracks of your tears,
where ever you go child,
you will find the reason for your fears,
behind you, you see a shadow always there,
watching, calculating, seeking your soul,
then one day you are lured to his lair,
where your outrage will his be his goal,
and when you lie exhausted and he spent,
will you wonder if it was love he meant?

Grm 2005

[my apologies to Smokey]

[toromieda]

http://gureda.kir.jp/chopin/cyopin.htm

[cindyq11]

Well, my daddys folks were Estonian from Estonia.
Some of his were sent off to concentration camps
never to be seen again.

Estonia is such a small coutnry, virtually defenseless.
and poor.

I found this on a Russian website mocking Hitler.

Oh, yeah, such hypocrisy. The Esotnians suffered as much
from the Russuans as the Germans.

The people there speak a non Indo-European language related
to Finnish and Turk, a member of the Ural-Altaic language family.

It is different, very different.

[Grm]

RAIN

Damp skies bring those tears
dark clouds forever looming
bringing out our deepest fears
pouring down all consuming.

Scudding across our lonely heart
like a legion stabbing down
dripping down into every part
no one believes our clown.

Misty climes beckon only themes,
lonely lives belong to others,
our place now in our dreams,
meeting only as mystic lovers.

Grm

[cindyq11]

Written by my friend and lover.

Sarah G.

I'm a whore
I'm a slut
I deserved what I got
I wanted it more than anything else
I lie
I'm diseased
I could have fought back
I'm stronger than him, that rapist named Matt
Well fuck all of you
you've made yourselves clear
I've heard your opinions and I don't share your view
Go fuck yourselves I know that you can
you've done it before and you'll do it again
I sit here and hate all life around me
I'm hurting enough so just let me be
If I had my way I'd kill each one of you
when I was done I would kill myself too
Fuck you I wish you had never been born
my heart still beats even though it's been torn
Would things be easir if I were dead?
It could be arranged
I'll do it myself to erase all the pain
But first I have just one thing to say
two words to make all the pain go away
Fuck you and fuck you I hope that you die
Fuck you, you know and I know that you lie
And fuck you, I hope that your happy now
Fuck you, you bastard, just go right to hell

[cindyq11]

Kill Your Mother / Rape Your Dog

kill your mother and rape your dog!
fuck these corporations and their fucking record stores,
I don't want my fucking paycheck feeding money whores
these bastards flood the market with their fabricated shit,
and laugh as this pathetic fucking music gets them rich...
stay the fuck, right out of my life,
I don't need your, fucking advice,
you don't know what, our shit is all about,
so don't even try to figure it out,
fuck your spice girls and your fucking pearl jam,
its all a bunch a shit, I say, fuck it,
fuck your dave matthews and your fucking rem,
you god damned bitch, fucking clueless

----Dying Fetus

[Grm]

Come Cindy, your quotes are profound ,
but I know one so delightfully whimsical,
must have poetry in your soul,
let it out and soar up to the clouds,
bring on your own poetic thoughts.
Grm

[cindyq11]

An Ode to an Oreo

An Ode to an Oreo

Hard to believe you haven't taken the test
Sinfully delicious and my opinion best

Hard chocolate covering on the oustide
Creamy white filling on the inside

Two favorite ways to eat
Why don't you take a seat

First with a subtle twist
Of your wrist

You twirl the outside cookies apart with a spin
To divulge the glorious cream within

With patience and a careful twist
One side blank one side blissed

With warm tongue and tender strokes
The creamy mixture does evoke

A soft moan
Maybe a groan

Some may prefer a faster approach
Their teeth to cream do poach

And faster yet there is the dunk
Held fast between fingers they are sunk

Into a glass of frosty milk
A bite into this tastes like silk

Sweet, soft and creamy yet
If hungry you are this is your bet

One word of caution to you my friend
Get a small pack for you will eat to the end
_________________
Allison,

a friend, I had once, now gone to greater glory.

As Isadora Duncan once said, "Au revoir, mes amis, je vais ÃÂÂ* une plus grande gloire"

[Rogue]

THE TRIAL
by Rogue


On Monday morning, the trial would resume
Crucial testimony heard the courtroom
I call Jane Davies, the young lawyer said
And then sat up a pretty redhead

In your own words, he started to delve
Just what happened on the night of May 12?
I got in from work, at six she began
The sitter was paid and I called my friend Stan

They sat on the floor, four eyes fixed on mine
“Mommy’s home and look I brought wine!”
I took off my earrings, right by the mirror
When somebody’s footsteps soon sounded nearer

I jumped at the sight, of the intruding stranger
A gun in his hand the immediate danger
Who are you? I asked, and what do you want?
“Just some fun, with the pair that you flaunt”

Don’t dare touch me, you big stupid jerk!
“It’s not you I desire,” he said with a smirk
He kneeled down swiftly, right by my feet
“So pretty they are” he’d always repeat

He reached with one hand, touching his prey
I helplessly watched as he took them away
A pair of handcuffs, fell to the ground
“Put these on, and don’t make a sound”

He unzipped his pants, and was hard as a rock
He mounted the first with that enormous cock
No, you can’t! I screamed at the man
But his sick violation had only began

He groaned in excitement, at having his way
“For too long, I have dreamed of this day!”
It brought me to tears, the crime he’d commit
The more I pleaded the more he enjoyed it

I winced at witnessing his manhood explode
Grunting and laughing and dumping his load
He took hold of the other, and started to smell
“So soft”, he said, “You’ve treated her well”

Please, stop it, I started to beg
He returned to his thrusting and leaned on one leg
Another assault, by this unstoppable demon
Filling his victim’s insides with semen

He turned and joked, ‘Sorry for the mess’
Wiping his sweat and starting to dress
“Don’t call for help, did, did I stammer?”
Or they’ll find your loved ones crushed with a hammer

He bagged them and dragged them, back to his lair
God knows what else he did to them there
For days they were prisoners, behind a locked door
To ravage them til he could cum no more

“Did the police find anything, up on that hill?”
We searched and searched, with all of our will
He probably buried them, deep in the ground
Where maggots and worms will always surround

I’d never give up, I always did vow
But I doubt I would even recognize them now
Take your time said the lawyer, I know this is hard
She paused to reflect on a life now marred

How old were your twins? asked Mr. Colder
“Just three months, and not one day older!”
The courtroom gasped, who could commit such an act
Is it that big a deal? the man quickly wisecracked

Do you see this monster, before you today?
“That’s him right there”, with little delay
You realize Ms. Davies, you’re still under oath
"He raped them!" she shouted, "He raped them both."

Let the record show, who the witness pointed straight at
The defendant it was, Mr. Simon T. Lat
The jury stared at the accused, all twelve with a frown
“No further questions your honour”, and the attorney sat down


Part 2

Your witness - he soon told the lawyer
And up stood the tall, veteran Ms. Sawyer
“The victims were black, what’s the skin of your husband?”
He’s just my boyfriend, white from New Zealand

“What does he think of all this, where is Eddie?”
He doesn’t care, thought I had too many already
Says I spend 300 dollars, and they don't leave the flat
I bring them out when it suits me, what’s wrong with that?

“So you adopted illegally, that’s why your partner's not coloured”
“And what’s worse all day they were locked in a cupboard”
In the pile with the others, but I’ve cut open their toes
“You’re worse than the rapist!”; as the courtroom froze

But what adoption? she asked, it was only a store
I’ve never shoe shopped online before
The lawyer smiled, knowing a victory was won
‘Wait a minute’ murmured just about everyone

“You’ve been talking about high heels?”, the judge would intervene
Of course she replied, what do you think I mean?
“What about the babysitter, your kids on the floor?”
That’s the house sitter, the old woman next door

They’re just my iguanas, Cindy and Beth
They’re so cute I could almost hug them to death
“Why mislead the court?”, fumed Judge Brand
But they’re Louboutin pumps, you don’t understand!

“Judge I move to dismiss, charges of rape and murder”
And he banged his gavel the moment he heard her
“Allowing a 3 day search party, is far from funny”
“And wasting weeks of this state’s time and money”

One good thing came out of it, interrupted the loner
“For the longest time I've had a raging boner!”

[kinkyone]

....not bad...not bad at all.....infact nice rhyming

[Grm]

One dark night he met his black hole,
there was no dancing in this place.
just a repeated nightmare of lost,
now alone, alone,in the stygnian night.
falling in this empty sky down into the fathomless,
his heart turned to lead dragging him down.
Remembered tears drowning his happiness,
only his faint dreams keeping him from
the blackness of his trembling heart.

[toromieda]

Crossing the Bar

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.

--Tennyson.

[toromieda]

"Sea-Fever"

I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.

By John Masefield (1878-1967).
(English Poet Laureate, 1930-1967.)