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Whispering to Lucifer:
Humans are such wonderous creatures
even when granted the gift of knowledge
They fall prey to their own insecurities
slaves to their own fears and paranoia
Such is the father's gift of free will...
Yes my lord, I understand
but do you not feel disappointment?
The great bringer of light has condemned himself to an eternity of darkness
simply so his father's children may roam free
Without adversity, there can be no acension...
Ah, such a philosophical statement from you
I am well aware that humans must experience both extremes
Without tasting joy it would be impossible to understand sorrow
Yet I fear that my brothers have forgotten that, in a single minded pursuit of-
Misery...
Aye, clever you are to see that
for these brothers of mine find comfort in the wondrous art of destruction
self-abuse is taken as 'fun', addiction is a personal right
Greed is good and gluttony is gold, sloth is scoffed at
and wrath is protected by the comforting justice of mental instability
In time, they will learn. Like children, they are still young...
And what happens if they destroy themselves before then?
What if the flame of hope extinguishes before the path is revealed?
Even in a world of sorrow, there are those who represent the light
Even in the darkness of a deep forest, the moon may shine through the trees
A man standing in the shade is obscured from the light of the sun
but that does not mean that the sun does not exist
It is merely hidden and will eventually shine again
especially if there are those who choose to seek it
...sometimes my lord, I think you put too much faith in them
-Chen Yuan Wen, 23rd September 2012
Humans are such wonderous creatures
even when granted the gift of knowledge
They fall prey to their own insecurities
slaves to their own fears and paranoia
Such is the father's gift of free will...
Yes my lord, I understand
but do you not feel disappointment?
The great bringer of light has condemned himself to an eternity of darkness
simply so his father's children may roam free
Without adversity, there can be no acension...
Ah, such a philosophical statement from you
I am well aware that humans must experience both extremes
Without tasting joy it would be impossible to understand sorrow
Yet I fear that my brothers have forgotten that, in a single minded pursuit of-
Misery...
Aye, clever you are to see that
for these brothers of mine find comfort in the wondrous art of destruction
self-abuse is taken as 'fun', addiction is a personal right
Greed is good and gluttony is gold, sloth is scoffed at
and wrath is protected by the comforting justice of mental instability
In time, they will learn. Like children, they are still young...
And what happens if they destroy themselves before then?
What if the flame of hope extinguishes before the path is revealed?
Even in a world of sorrow, there are those who represent the light
Even in the darkness of a deep forest, the moon may shine through the trees
A man standing in the shade is obscured from the light of the sun
but that does not mean that the sun does not exist
It is merely hidden and will eventually shine again
especially if there are those who choose to seek it
...sometimes my lord, I think you put too much faith in them
-Chen Yuan Wen, 23rd September 2012
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boys who love their grandmothers
never fall in love with a boy who loves his grandmother.
he will be too gentle with your lips,
too sincere when he whispers blessings into your ears
pleading that he doesn't deserve you.
his tongue will not slither between your teeth.
instead, the heat of his mouth will melt your scar tissue
until there is no trace of your travels.
never fall in love with a boy who loves his grandmother.
he knows patience.
you will try to convince him
that it is one of the many virtues
you don't yet possess,
but he will dig through the flesh in your ribcage
until he finds it lodged beneath everything
you're too scared to confess.
he will teach you forg
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Faith
I love your belief in God.
Not because it matches mine.
Because it makes you even more beautiful to me.
You are the dream I always wanted, but never had.
(God likes to surprise me. Well, consider me surprised.)
It makes me want to sleep every single night by your side.
I want to wrap my prayers around you.
I want to press my lips to the segments of your body.
If you asked, I would rest my head besides yours
and dream your nightmares for you.
(You shudder in your sleep. I don't think you know.)
In faith, I'll be your dreamcatcher.
In dreams, let me wis
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I'm Not the Marrying Kind
I'm not the marrying kind.
I have stones in my hair instead of flowers,
And a rosebush of thorns is more poignant to me.
I'm not the marrying kind.
My words aren't pretty or wise,
And I can't sing about anything but a broken heart.
I'm not the marrying kind.
I am the sort of damaged you see in an old recorder,
And the kind of old in an instrument that breaks into a billion pieces at a touch.
I'm not the marrying kind.
Neither neat, nor tidy, nor correct in my behavior,
And yes, I did in fact tell you to fuck yourself.
I'm not the marrying kind.R
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If you'd like to hear me read this poem, as well as watch the first episode of my new series. Please check out this youtube video of mine: [link]
Author's Comment:
Alright so...this poem and the video was supposed to be released yesterday but sadly I didn't have to the time to do so due to a minor family issue.
The poem itself was written because I felt that we as humans need to understand our own impulses. It's hard to do the right thing and we often find ourselves engaging in the wrong kinds of behaviour. Though I am not focused on the biblical concept of sin, I believe the seven deadly sins are still valid if we interpret them in a modern context.
Other than that, please enjoy the video and if you want to be a part of the show, read the video's description because I want to try and make the readers a part of things if possible :3
-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates
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If you'd like to hear me read this poem, as well as watch the first episode of my new series. Please check out this youtube video of mine: [link]
Author's Comment:
Alright so...this poem and the video was supposed to be released yesterday but sadly I didn't have to the time to do so due to a minor family issue.
The poem itself was written because I felt that we as humans need to understand our own impulses. It's hard to do the right thing and we often find ourselves engaging in the wrong kinds of behaviour. Though I am not focused on the biblical concept of sin, I believe the seven deadly sins are still valid if we interpret them in a modern context.
Other than that, please enjoy the video and if you want to be a part of the show, read the video's description because I want to try and make the readers a part of things if possible :3
-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates
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You abandoned me in the past
without so much as a proper goodbye
One day you simply chose to walk out the door
and you never did come back...
I was angry then, hurting badly
I wondered if I was in some way inadequate
I wondered if you left because I am so easy to despise
and eventually my sorrow turned to anger
I wanted to become great
to show you that you made the wrong choice
to take my strength and throw it in your face
just so you would regret it
But then I saw how happy you were...
In the time we've been apart
You've made a new life for yourself
You've found someone who loves and treasures you
and upon
This is All About You This Is All About You:
Most people giving you advice, might take a quote from a book
Most people giving you advice, have never had a real look
So from someone who's been watching, let me lay my heart bare
I want to show you all the special things, about the girl for whom I care
She always does her very best, no matter how tough the task
Even when she's struggling, she puts on a brave mask
She's always trying to learn new things, just for a chance to make you proud
She can be a little bit quiet, but I think that's better than being loud
She's not the very best in sports, I know she can be kind of a klutz
But she smiles and goes on an
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Chen Chen Chen Chen, Chen is pirate style!
Chen Chen Chen Chen, Chen is pirate style!
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My pirate theme is 'Raining Blood' by a band that's known as Slayer
But let's realise the fact: I've got no beard, I'm just that cool
I'm like Monkey D. Luffy when I drown in a kiddie pool
Cause I'm a guy!
The type that sails along the seven seas, a pirate guy
With a black fedora hat I use to tease, a pirate guy
Got so much swag I cure the love disease, a pirate guy
I'm a pirate guy!
So heyo- Pretty ladies I need to know...I need to know
Would you get aboard my ship and dr
Aren't You Ashamed Yet? Aren't You Ashamed Yet?:
A Mask
Truly an object of mystique and mystery
A simple device, with a painted layer
That conceals a face of rotting worms
Oh, I'm sorry, was I supposed to overlook it?
Let me rephrase it in a more appropriate manner
You are a cowardly, pathetic, miserable, filthy
Unintelligent, soul-sucking, perfidious, bag of rotting worms
You who once held my respect, you who were once my friend
you shared in my secrets and you shared in my dreams
But in the end, it was the lies
The horrible, filthy lies that spew forth from your tainted lips...
I guess it was a simple decision
I had no need to keep up this facade
an
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Great poem. I loved it. After 25 years in medicine I truly believe the more I know the less I know and matter in the universe. With great knowledge comes great responsibility.