“Words like violence, break the silence”…

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You don’t know me…
Don’t know me at all…

Yet still pass judgement…
Sat high on the wall…

Away from reality…
In your ivory tower…

Spitting out words…
With a venomous power…

Casting your aspersions…
Making up cruel lies…

You mean nothing to me…
You’re dead in my eyes…

As the view you have…
Is so very twisted…

You never took the time…
Checked facts that existed…

Or understood my motives…
What makes me tick…

It really fucks me off…
You make me feel sick…

As I watch from afar…
Hearing what’s said…

Do you think I’m blind…
To the poison you spread…

You are just a throwback…
From a bygone age…

You belong in a prison…
Rotting in a cage…

Yet you walk free…
Alive and kicking…

But I wouldn’t care…
If you weren’t breathing…

And buried somewhere…
Deep underground…

In a wooden box…
Not making a sound…

As you don’t know me…
Don’t know me at all…

But my time is coming…
And I’ll watch you fall…

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“Words like violence, break the silence”…

I am thrilled that Rose has agreed to guest poet for me. Rose was kind enough to nominate this blog for a Liebster award here:

http://howdoyousaytacoinspanish.wordpress.com/2014/11/12/and-the-nominees-are/

I don’t know enough about all the different awards on wordpress and you know by now that I tend not to follow the rules associated, however, I am always humbled to receive one.

That said, you don’t need to award me anything to guest poet on these pages, all I need is your words, along with a photo and youtube clip that compliments them – email eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Over the life of this blog, I have had so many brilliant submissions, it really is a joy and a privilege to be able to post them all up and share with the growing wordpress family. I hope you enjoy Rose’s submission!

Cheers

J

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“Darkness”

I sit in my cave, in the darkness
No one is awake, but I.
I am silent in this darkness,
that is the way they want me.
Silent and alone in this darkness
I lose my mind to the loneliness
I lose my body to the emptiness.
I become numb to the pain.

Women must be quiet
Women must be thin
Women must be weak
Women must not make waves.
I am living up to their expectations
of me in this darkness.

They told me I could be anything I wanted
They forgot to tell me I could be other.
Someone I did not want to be
Someone they wanted me to be,
in this darkness.

They told me
It does not matter that you are a woman
It is not a man’s world anymore.
They lied.
It is
Here in this darkness.

In a women’s world, there would be light
Not darkness.
A righteous woman would prevail over an evil man.
Evil, you laugh
But it is so in this darkness.

He lies better than she tells the truth.
He deceives better than she reveals.
He manipulates better than she sets right.
He spreads fear better than she spreads courage.
He inflicts pain better than she administers cures.
He is a man better than she is a woman.
He is a bad cop better than she is a good citizen.
He arms himself with the weak better than
She arms herself with the weak
In this darkness.

Ha – the weak
Therein lies the agony.
They want no part of truth.
They have no morals.
They have no convictions.
They have no courage.
They do not want her medicine.
They believe in the stereotypes.
They have no faith in the system
But, they have lots of fear.
And in the end he prevails
While she sits alone and silent
with her pain
in the darkness.

“In your room, where time stands still”…

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The room is all in darkness…
She wants to make him guess…

What will happen next…
Leaving him so perplexed…
As she gently bites his neck…

She’s in total control…
And owns his enchanted soul…

His hands tied behind his back…
Her finger nails ready to attack…

And rake across his naked body…
This stranger, this nobody…
Only her pleasure toy…

He means not a fucking thing…
Just pure sex, with no strings…

She has a longing and a need…
A hunger she has to feed…
Since the Devil planted his seed…

Deep within her twisted mind…
These men, she now treats so unkind…
Keeps them constrained and confined…
Covers eyes to make them blind…

But this one made her dream…
So she made him scream…
With an attack that went unseen…

And pushed her tongue into his mouth…
Hot and wet, but he begs her to move south…

Kissing him as she goes…
It feels so much better than she’ll ever know…
As she sucks and gently blows…

Taking him to the very brink…
As her teeth gently sink…

Before pulling far away…
Ignoring what he says…
And watching over her prey…

Because this is her fantasy…
And he will soon begin to see…

That’s it’s all about her…
He is just a passenger…

Along for the ride…
And she’s about to stride…

Over his naked body…
The incarnation of lust, she embodies…

Taking him deep within…
As her Demons slowly begin…
To fill her soul with sin…

Getting swept up in hot passion…
In such a starling fashion…

Releasing his limbs…
As her body begins to sing…

Four hands now touching her flesh…
Complex buttons are being pressed…

Fucking him fast and hard…
Her climax is audibly heard…

In a moment of pure pleasure…
Overcome with lust’s treasure…

Before she is spent…
Breathless and content…
Covered in his sexual scent…

And releasing this man…
Simply because she can…
He’s no longer part of her plan…

Before moving on…

And as the darkness turns to dawn…
She’s already looking for her next pawn…

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“Keep the same appointments I kept”…

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Memories of lovers, flushed down the drain…
Smash the window of his soul, like windswept rain…
Can’t hear them screaming, not feeling their pain…
He treated them all so bad…

Looking one way, then quickly the other…
Wondering at times, why the hell they would bother…
He was badly brought up, blame father & mother…
His conscience now driving him mad…

The times he lied, went behind their back…
So many occasions, he began to lose track…
Believing the hype, put the lad in the Jack…
Never suspected that they’d been had…

So humble, so trusting, so easy to fool…
Temptation a hunger, he needed to fuel…
So wrong in hindsight and so very cruel…
Guilt’s grip is now ironclad…

“One last time” he thought, just couldn’t hurt…
The final stab, a dig in lust’s dirt…
Forbidden desire he tried to convert…
The clues she finally did add…

Wiping the tears, from off her face…
Her trembling body, his lack of grace…
There was no choice, she needed some space…
Her eyes so blue, so very sad…

Now she’s strong enough to walk away…
Now it’s her who wins the day…
Now it’s time for them to pay…
Revenge now makes her feel glad…

Memories of lovers, washed down the drain…
Hit her soul’s window, like windswept rain…
Can’t hear them screaming, not feeling their pain…
Now she treats them all so bad…

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