Love Poem ~ The Everlasting Unleashment of a Soul’s Gentle Tune (The Beast Within: 13th Anniversary Edition)

I find sorrow. This lake has taken my true love.
We had frolicked and we had laughed.
We thought of the next day…
We believed there would be more days.

But it took her.
She was rendered ashes upon the lake of sorrow.

I gaze blankly upon the lake.
I ponder the gentle lapping upon the shore.
It makes me want to be…
Coupled with her in time’s caress.

To visit her blissful corpse.
Hear her laughing in aquatic splash.
A taken love; her corpse still resting.

Somewhere…

Beneath those rounded ripples.

Dark Poetry ~ Nothing to Fear

Give me what is mine.
Quit lying to yourself.
Stop denying the truth.
You’re only being foolish.

Nothing to fear…

Give me what I want.
Quit thwarting my advances.
Stop pulling away.
You’re just being silly.

Whore to the masses.

Give me who you are.
Quit trying to have a personality.
Stop thinking you’re equal to me.
You’re just stupid.

Nowhere to hide.

Give me your blood.
Quit fighting back.
Stop trying to stop me.
You’re going to do what I want.

Worthless little…

Give me your attention.
Quit your bitching.
Stop acting stupid.
You’re going to wish you’d listened.

Never deny me!

Give me your life.

BDSM Poetry ~ I Am Your Slave

Bind me, break me, bring me down
See me kneel to the ground.
Hear the crack of whip.
See my fits.

See me. Praise me.
Am I the best?
See me wither on your chest.

Cold and tattered from the rest.
Given over to your firm caress.

Molten lava between my knees.
Please, don’t think me a dirty sleaze.

I  must know your respect.
Just let me know I’m better than the rest.

I am not a simple naive.
Graven images I do crave.
I go limp, I lust, I am your slave.

Know the truth.
I am brave.

I need you.
I am your slave.

Poem ~ Suicide Back Splash

Suicide Back Splash.
Mind gash.
Time crash.

Foolish Valentine.
Held behind painted lines.
Lost every good time.

Tight divide.
Virtual crimes.
Forgotten lies.

Best Friend.
Wishes end.
Descending to sadness.

Hoping for one more moment.
Madness.
Split bone gladness.

Harmonizing rumble.
Gun barrel stumble.
Trigger finger fumble.

To the end!
Final painting began.
No art critic to decide.

But, fuck it.
Splatter shot…
Gives one Hell of a ride.

Poem ~ 06 ~ Debtor’s Prison

Spirit of a miser. Heart of coins.
Finical deficit.

Market downturn.

Lost, heart felt rat race.
Debt’s embrace.

Direct deposit breakdown.

Penniless heart.
Overdrawn. Post-dated. Undervalued.

Debtor’s Prison.

Overdraft.
Never to Return.

Poem ~ 0005 ~ Dead Cream Crust

Smiling.

Black vomit flows from my pores.
Wretched aching sores.
Cold. Frigid. Falling.

Smiling.

Wishful warts from wasted good.
Ripped sphincter dogs.
Beating. Ever. Slowly.

Smiling.

Torn scabs from the fights of yesteryear.
Putrid tongue lashing.
Sinful. Sexy. Decay.

Smiling.

Demon semen Slurpee.
Dead cream crust.
Spread. Bled. Red.

Smiling.

Poem ~ Demon of Dreams (Day 0003)

Icy fingers slither under skin.
Uncontrolled tendon movement.
Goose-bump needles.

What is happening to me?
Need to get back.
Back to reality.

Blood soaked sneezes.
Fire ants in my heart.
Razor moths in my lungs.

I think I’m dying.
Acid tear takeover.
Loss of extremities.

Black bile blood.
Scalding this mind.
Black mold synapses.

Skin turns scales.
Ribbons of flesh.
Just drop off.

I tie them in a bow.
Fear of the faithful.
Demon of Dreams.

Hands severing testicles.
Beatles running free.
Eye popping parasites.

I am now the monster.
Here lies the damned.
Nothing left to see.

Denial is the Strongest Form of Flattery ~ By Omega Maverick ~ Poem 0001

Just betrayed perceptions.
In care of emergency.
Hopeless Farewell.

Fair weather foes.

Bricked in.
Walls of mind.
Cannot get free!

Lost. Lost. Lost.

Denial is the strongest form of flattery.
Negotiation is for fools and ghouls.
Spotted dick only gives so many joys.

In/Out In/Out

Wonderland lost it’s Alice.
No malice.
Just a sexual disease murder.

Fuck. Luck. Fuck.

Time to gloat.
I am the nothing God!
Laminating the images in my mind.

Go cry. Goodbye!

Tonight @ 7 ~ By Omega Maverick ~ Poem 0000

There’s no denying!
I’ll make you a star.
One thing goes.

My Rules.

You’ll be famous.
All your dreams!

My Way.

You have the best face.
I’ll give you my plan.

My Rules.

Just stay still.
I told you. Stay still!

My Way.

You want to be pretty for your debut.
So very pretty.

My Rules.

Quit crying.
You’ll ruin the makeup.

My Way.

You want to be pretty.
You want mom and dad to be proud.

My Rules.

You are all anyone will talk about.
You’ll be on the news.

Tonight @ 7