Quote ~ Honesty’s Truth

by Omega Maverick 2018, Thu, 5 2018
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Honesty, the truest of all evils. http://traffic.libsyn.com/hellisfull/186-TBW165-HonestysTruth.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | DownloadSubscribe: Android | RSS

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Dark Poetry ~ The Valley of Death Shadows

by Omega Maverick 2018, Wed, 4 2018
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I walk in the valley of Death Shadows. I feel her presence in the air. I smell the corpses (those she has taken the days before). I walk with her as a friend. I see her for what she is. Not evil. Not bad. Only as one who transforms. That which she does, has been […]

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Dark Poetry ~ The Everlasting Purgatory of a Soul’s Gentle Tune

by Omega Maverick 2018, Tue, 3 2018
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I now feel the clay beneath my fingers; looking around at the gazing strangers. I cry my tears. Splashing down. Rippling waters. Creating mirrors from my mind. Her face in time. Clawing dirt. I want her again. In aquatic world frail body lost its oxygen. Still, I found no release. Now, my delicate love has […]

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Dark Poetry ~ September 1939

by Omega Maverick 2018, Mon, 2 2018
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Lightning strikes silently in the night. Burned earth still sparking… Terminals of my mind… Re-ignited; ignited with spirit of renewal. Thought dead long ago. A plug had been pulled. A circuit had broken. By the flip of the switch the diodes spark… (I am alive again!) Soon comes the hum of an old TV… or […]

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Dark Poem ~ Do Me Harm

by Omega Maverick 2018, Sun, 1 2018
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My head. My hands. My eyes. My arms. All trying to do me harm! My taste. My smell. My touch. My sight. All saying I should die this night. My lust. My greed. My sloth. My vanity. All making sure I will bleed! My heart. My mind. My being. My insanity. All bringing blades to […]

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Dark Poetry ~ Pet Farm

by Omega Maverick 2018, Sat, 30 2018
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A golden farce started with, a thrust and a grunt. Feeling hymen burst… Intrusion of mind burn blister skin. Things cool. Start to shiver. Worry sets in… Ask yourself, did you gave it? to an angel, a demon, or the Devil? Did passion drain from your soul? Was it ignited with the force? Lust unabashed […]

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Dark Poetry ~ Innocence

by Omega Maverick 2018, Fri, 29 2018
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Supple skin on tear stained sheets, where innocence now lies beneath… Blood fallen below, heart still hammering. Chastity gone. Pale skin turned pink. Flushed face, where new knowledge seeps. A fracture in time. Innocence gone but not forgotten. Eyes not soon spent, time came and intruder went. Breath was meek, hands do hold her until […]

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Dark Poetry ~ Private Matters

by Omega Maverick 2018, Thu, 28 2018
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Basking in guilty pleasures. Mind flourishes with indulgence. Sexual not sexual. Flutters across mind’s eye. A brush meeting canvas. Painting pictures of unrealities. Forbidden dreams. Do you call them guilty pleasures? A bar of chocolate. Another adultery? All the same. Murderous act: retribution or abomination? Lucifer in a sky with demons? How can I see […]

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Dark Poems ~ Pissed Away

by Omega Maverick 2018, Wed, 27 2018
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Last ditch efforts. Suffering social lepers. Deaf to the masses. Working for pennies to save dollars. Porn story masturbation, only time she bothers. Emotions like cigarettes, eating away at compassion. Only caring, as part of the fashion. Silken sheets, covered in blood-stained forgiveness. Happily ripping the dreams, out of the hands of children. Freedom burnt […]

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Dark Poetry ~ Nightdream Horror Show

by Omega Maverick 2018, Tue, 26 2018
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Burned cold, by love’s caustic touch. Grasping for a moment’s serenity; I was wishing for too much. Patiently pondering night’s cold; ghost of strangers never really there. Anticipatory gleam, mouth’s sorrowed slit. Wilting away, joyous memories, bitter cold shit. Groping for hope… Nightdream wonderer, still considering you. Minutes caressing, moments undressing, meandering finding, only charred […]

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