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Dreamer
by Molly Barclay

The black shrouded horse runs down the valley,
Like a stoned crow of Fate,
Listen with your eyes you cry with,
Blue eyes that almost hate.

He dies though he cries so bitter,
Replacing an Ebony soul,
The dreamer with his eyes fulfulling,
Dreams of Fate with her heart so cold.

For where ever there lies a dreamer,
Or death grows ever near,
Scream for her, she may not see you,
Yet she will always hear

"i am the girl anachronism" - the dresden dolls

Poem and Photo İMolly Barclay


 

Ol' Sparky
By Amy Allen

i'd rather be a cold cow out grazing in the snow
Than rock and roll in the hay with you
Right now, only right now
And i'd rather return like a suction cup
A prince back into the toad
Than to jump off another cliff
Right now, only right now
When i'm around you i feel dumb
Like mockingbirds flying through my head
And i don't know how much longer
i don't know how much longer
'Til they pick on someone else

Ya gotta keep the spark alive
Kiss your own ass if nobody else will
Ya gotta keep the spark alive
Kiss your own ass if nobody else will

Well i'd rather be a firefly giving heat and giving light
Than an object of desire
Right now, only right now
And i'd rather be a jackalope living homeless on the range
Than a poodle in your punk parade
Right now, only right now
Uh huh, you're everybody's friend
But you don't know who to trust
And you don't know how much longer
You don't know how much longer
Chaos will be kind

Poem and Photo İAmy Allen


 

So.Close.Your.Eyes
And.Stay.Away
by Rhian Blenkinsop

+++Dear person who has what's left of my heart,
If you saw me dying in front of you
Would you look into my eyes and save me from myself?
Or would you stare right through
Pretending I'm looking into the heart of the stars of the sky?
For you I'd bleed myself dry, with every inch deeper in my skin
Slitting myself completely. Will you still love me?
Forever trying to live up to your standard, the perfect silhouette
I offer myself for you to break me for the first time, taste me and breathe me in.
I can see you standing over me so beautiful and calm, but your always wanting more from me
And all I can do is cry, oh god how I cry
Crying for I'm only a care passing the toll station until something special comes along,
More perfect who makes you bless, whose breath takes yours away so sweetly,
Yet kills you with the most painful feeling.
Is it the way we've been pretending, that the love I felt was so real
A soundtrack to a life, one that could never feel so intense. Like paper cuts sharp short sting,
Like razorblades how they sink in and stay to see you suffer: your love cuts right through me.
Leaving me to bleed, become so immune to the pain, until I befall numbness.
I once had something so real, so much of a dying fantasy,
But now everything I seem to touch rots away in pain with no dignity right infront of my eyes
Reminding me of my life and how I'm no longer in your memory or part of your life.
The release I feel, I can feel with or without you and it can still feel so concentrated.
You know your all I think about, I know you like to kill me and you do it all too well,
I know you like to see me cry and scream your name louder each and every time.
As I look at your blood stained picture smearing away the fucking smile on my fucking face!
With your arms so carefully placed around my waist, all I can do is scream through the tears "I fucking have you!"
But if only that were true.
My heart torn and shred to pieces.
With more than I deserve left, I give it to you, so take care of it, don't let me fall
Withering away.
Love what's rest of a once pure heart fallen, love the desperation in my eyes and the tally of depression on my arms,
You don't know what you do to me. I always end up leaving with a broken heart+++

"love rhymes with hideous car wreck" - blood brothers

Poem and Photo İRhian Blenkinsop


 

I
By Tomas Powell

I've done it again, you know?
I've made a big mistake,
I listened to my heart, you know?
I put it on a stake

I had to hear the words, you know?
I had to hear your heart,
I forwarded it and lost, you know?
I know you want to part

I tried to make amends, you know?
I tried to feel some hope,
I lost it in the row, you know?
I don't know how to cope

I sit here all alone, you know?
I sit here with my thoughts
I wonder what I've done, you know?
I know I feel distraught

I now just think of what, you know?
I could have seen us be
I wonder if I'll find, you know?
I'll find a dick like me - it's all I deserve

"i would rather be hated for what i am than loved for what i am not" - kurt cobain

Poem and Photo İTomas Powell


 

Sleeping Beauty
by Kay Watts

Isn't she beautiful, lying there asleep,
A frozen smile on her graceful red lips,
Oh, how we adore this sleeping beauty,
Who will never wake until her dreams come true.

A rose held in her limp, lifeless hands,
Which had once stroked the wings of the angel of death,
Her eyes are tight shut, blind to the world,
Which had once seen the gates of hell open.

Her lungs no longer breathe the night air,
Which had once inhaled the bitter scent of dying,
Her red adorned lips wear a faint smile,
Which had once tasted red, hot blood.

Her bare feet will never touch the ground,
Which had walked through a burning battlefield,
She is slowly dying under the surface,
This beautiful girl will soon disappear.

It's too late.

"i'm a puppet in this silent stageshow" - nightwish

Poem İKay Watts. Photo İKay Watts and Laura Eggles Shaw


 

 



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