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Harley Hucof Sep 2014
(T)onight we get *****
(I) prepared all the tools
(E)nter my dark room

(M)ake me suffer. I
(E)njoy the pain

(U)ltimate bliss
(P)leasure attained


(C)andle wax poured on my skin
(H)umiliate me im hankering after it
(O)n my knees i ll beg for it
(K)eep me on the line
(E)nsure my spice

(M)ake me lose control
(E)mmerse my soul

Words Of Harfouchism
****
Kayla Lynn Dec 2010
T* hough I know the truth
H urt still lingers in my breath
E mptying out into the street

M other to none, sister to one, daughter to two
O nly one slight problem, I want to be alone with
N othing to bother me, no one to disrupt my
S leepless nightmares, taunting day dreams
T onight I shall not rest until I find a way to
E nd these thoughts, but I will never
R est easy, not until I learn the meaning of peace

W hat have I become anyway?
I s this liar, this thief, this ******,
T he person I've always wanted to
H onor with the title of my name?
I s this black hole swirling inside my chest
N othing more than a shell of a human being?

W hy do I always end up asking the same questions?
I  may never really know who I am
L ike most drifters and loners and
L osers, I may never learn to love myself

N othing is worse than not knowing
E verything there is to know about oneself, it's
V ery unsettling, earth shattering, words don't
E ven make sense, strung together in
R epetitious strings, dangling from the ceiling

S till, a part of me, a very small part
U nderstands that my life isn't really about
B ecoming who I'm meant to be
S ometimes, it's about just learning to
I dentify with the face in the mirror, ignoring the
D enial that seeps through my heart, I know that
E veryone thinks I've lost my head. Well, maybe I have..
© December 2010 Sarah Lynn
Harley Hucof Sep 2014
(I) decided to visit you

(W)anting to say i miss you
(A)nd to finally try and kiss you
(N)ever knew it could be real
(T)he 2 of us was just a dream

(T)onight will pass through
(O)ur fantasy will become true

(F)ree of what they'll think
(U)niting in your bed we'll link
(C)ream, oils and sweat, i'll be
(K)illing it all night till the end

(Y)ou above me
(O)r me above you
(U)nified under one moon

Words Of Harfouchism
Just for fun
Sydney Victoria Apr 2013
As Dusk Slowly Grasped The Day In Cold Hands,
Blue Birds Snuggled Into Their Nests Of Soft Hay,
Clouds Rolled In--Tucking In The Frosted Lands,
Ducking Into Sleep Fragile Flowers Waited To Play,
Eager For The Day Robins Closed Their Tired Eyes,
Ferns Sway In A Befuddled Wind--It's Mind Whirling,
Gregarious Crickets Shake Away Their Frosty Ties,
Homesick Linnets Wings Spread--Elegantly Swirling,
Illuminating The Night Sat The Paled Lonely Moon,
Jubilant It Is Though, Upon It's View From The Sky,
Kissable Caterpillars Lounge In Their Cocoons,
Lost In Sleep They Dream Of The Clouds So High,
Mother's Of The Nocturnal World Lead Their Young,
Northward To Play In Wheat Filled Prairies,
Organic Love Loomed Where The Branches Hung,
Promenading Inside A Wind Smelling Like Berries,
Quietly The First Few Drops Of Rain Fell,
Ricocheting Off Of Budding Leaves,
Sweet Mother Earth Caught Everything In Her Spell,
Tonight A Sacred Lullaby Is Whispered By The Trees As,
Untamed Ligtning Struck The Frozen Ground,
Vibrating The Sky Thunder Crashed,
Water Swam Through The Air Creating No Sound,
Xenon and Nitrogen Screamed While They Clashed,
Yet No Gentle Creature Was Awakened--Grasping
Z**Zzz's Under The Year's First Shower
Isadora Feb 2011
Centered upon the sky
Revealing all around the land
Encased in the stars above
Signaling my mortal end tonight
Craving freedom from infernal darkness
Ecstatic in seeing my end, glowing brightly
Neither man nor beast can help now
Tonight it lay sleeping in its crescent cradle, waiting for the eclipse

Melting away, the light turns red with blood
Over the earth it hangs, watching the world crumble
Over the earth it flies from its gilded cage, onto the unsuspecting clouds
N**othing but white ash falling tonight
                                                         ­    Judgment day is at hand.
Julie Butler Nov 2015
she chewed through my ribs
& attached me to wings

subsistent, pretending
I don't need a thing

she pushed through my body
propelling a shriek

her hand fits me close
& her sleep fit my sheets

but I'm done with she's perfect
I'm shrinking in blinks
& I'm sick of this
balancing stilts built on dreams

& I've stopped all this tripping
my shoes are on tight
but I'll  
fall asleep
hoping
you slept good tonight
>|< Julie Butler
Tryst Oct 2014
Spoiler alert.  The original poem is followed by the solution.


"Why, Mr. Holmes! You've got my telegram!"
Lestrade stepped forth and offered out his hand
"My dear Lestrade, I've come from Evesham
I trust your case is anything but bland!"

"It's ****** Mr Holmes, a Chinese urn
Was used to bash Lord Edgeware here tonight
I'm interviewing everyone to learn
Their whereabouts from six o clock till eight!"

"Indeed Lestrade, your methods are replete
With great technique, so I'll bid you good day!"
"But Holmes! The case we have is incomplete
Please won't you stay and help without delay?"

"My dear Lestrade, your killer's still inside
I'm sure you'd know whodunnit if you tried!"

Who killed Lord Edgeware?



SOLUTION


"Why, Mr. Holmes! You've got my Telegram!"
Lestrade stepped forth and offered out his Hand
"My dear Lestrade, I've come from Evesham
I trust your case is anything but Bland!"

"It's ****** Mr Holmes, a Chinese Urn
Was used to bash Lord Edgeware here Tonight
I'm interviewing everyone to Learn
Their whereabouts from six o clock till Eight!"

"Indeed Lestrade, your methods are Replete
With great technique, so I'll bid you good Day!"
"But Holmes! The case we have is Incomplete
Please won't you stay and help without Delay?"

"My dear Lestrade, your killer's still Inside
I'm sure you'd know whodunnit if you Tried!"

The first letter of the last word on each line spells out:

THE-BUTLER-DID-IT

*(Can't believe no one guessed at the butler!)
Vicarage ****** Mystery has yet to be solved ...
Julie Butler Oct 2015
my dear
please
tell me what you'd do
if you were me
&
I were you ?
now
take your head out of the
ground &
put both feet inside my shoes;
it is defeat and even ruin
this thing most often,
you've been doing
to the organs that I need
still you're my
favorite bleeding being;
yet you'd never take the time
to understand
some of my why's
& all the reasons I can't find
reiterate inside my mind
that your heart's no longer mine
and in the morning maybe I
can find that somehow
I'll be fine

& I hope
that
somehow starts tonight
Jeremy Duff Aug 2012
Memories
Are
Never
Here.
Always
Tomorrow.
­T
onight
Antagonizes
Nobody.

Before
Every
A­ttack.
Calm
H**atred
T onight
I cannot sleep
N ot a moment's peace have I,
N othing seems to stop it,
I have to wonder why. I
T ry to hear my breathing and
U nderstand the noise that makes me lose
S leep - but I haven't any choice.

Tinnitus ain't funny
but there's nothing I can do,
but listen to that ringing sound
all the long night through
Written just a day or two ago following a night where my tinnitus was particularly loud.
Asleep I go when I come home,
Awaits the traffic when I'm away,
Longing for the shine to seep in,
Internal thought dormant within,
Yellow as the sun sets with heartfelt,
Armoured with meaning of evening might.

Forward is where it will all end,
Alight the stars once the sun is gone,
Tonight my mind will see.
Ignite the fire, never losing sight,
Mistakes go away but some always stay.
Away I begin my journey for the gift of flight.

Make myself come back to the straight path,
Allowing the winds to lead me through,
Rivers flow as so will I,
Zenith is the point I will reach,
Under the bridge lies me as I go up to find glee,
Knowing I will find myself in the strings of time,
I**ndefinetly, I will find my way to the truth once again.
One day, our paths will be set straight to those who believe.
Triiniity Apr 2014
(I) s this really all that's left?
(C) an I get out as a thinker with a pen?
(A) m I worth the trouble in the end?
(L) ife seems not to think so,
(L) iving the way I do
(I) s it really all that wrong?
(T) o fight a feeling for this long
(V) engance will be mine I swear
(E) ven if all along I cared
(N) ow you've tipped the edge
(T) onight as I hang above my bed
(I) s it going to be enough to turn your head
(N) ow that I am dead
(G) uess not, you never saw your bad
(S) o guess what?
(I) am not mad
(N) ever have been
(C) ause I care too much
(E) ven now that I no longer breathe
(Y) ou still hate me
(O) ut of sight, can you see
(U) nderneath all the skin of me
(W) hat if I peeled it back for you
(O) nce just so you could look
(N) ever again
(T) ill you
(L) ook into the world that you shook
(I) 'm still here and ready to fight at your command
(S) till ready to move the dust, dirt and the sand
(T) his night might just be my last stand
(E) ven though I know
(N) ever again will I be yours

*But that's just my crying right?
ICALLITVENTINGSINCEYOUWONTLISTEN

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