Saxon Scribbles

Don’t fear the corrupt few
we’re Born and breed to pursue
Voodoo, unscrew, the time is due
Not Spread word like flu


Amongst the masses
Fogged up prescribed glasses

We need to utilize
This mutiny
and spit on them in scrutiny
brawny and bravely
Break away from slavery

There’s control through disorder
like the mortar 
constant slaughter
part of there order

easily maintained 
mind state contained
Protest equals seizure
diagnosed anterograde amnesia
Bring on the fever

I can not distinguish what he feels
Loneliness whispers in the wind
A concoction of loveless passion now heals

It’s been appetized and carefully placed on my tongue
while my eyes look towards
where charms feeble fruitful manner is strung

I’m a student of this dream 
An echo of a scream 
The question company brings i feind
Though constant heart ache keeps my mind lean

It is only i, alone, the mighty supreme
No matter how hard you scheme
It’s all apart of this unseen regime 

Won’t someone step within this stream with me

Anonymous asked: You're mind is a wonderful manifestation of your inner being. Is your soul as beautiful as your aesthetic outter?

I suppose everyone is equal, some have just come to show this equal beauty more. So yes my ‘inner being’ is just like yours beautiful

cetait asked: Your poetry is absolutely beautiful. You have so much talent. I'd be interested in purchasing a small book of them if you ever decide to make one

Yeah if i ever do i’ll tell you, what’s your name?

The birth of the perfect, productive 
and profitable soul 
This mother has feed her only son 
these habitual heartbroken ways 
As confused as she is 
it’s all that we know 

Is this curious hunch a lie 
Is there more or less to find 
is there meaning behind man kind 

I must be more than a lost bi product 
Of illusion based assumptions 

There is too little proof 
There is too little time 
To feel clear inside 
To find these answers of mine 

Foul imitation of violent cause

Cheap trickery designed to induce

reasonable results

These lives we live

countless wanks and quarrels

it brings fear to mind 

to realise that i am no different

sympathy and sadness 

to know that you and I will never overcome 

this illness, this addictive instinct 

no matter how hard we plea our case

hatred which is certain and seemingly obvious 

though without it this issue would cease to exist

Love 

despite fear, sympathy, sadness and hatred

all because curiosity confuses me

and this i love

NEBULA 

Come dance with I
Come shake off this motherless fear
For it’s her demonstrative ways
Which i long to hear

I think I’ve saved a place for us
Though it has been drugged with contradictions
Criticized and mocked by allusions

How unwise am i to refrain from such

As life’s concoction
burns and ignites the remaining air
it screams and collapses in on itself
distorting these flawlessly constructed lies
revealing where raw emotions are set aside
I’ve taken your toll on I
dragged amongst the masses
and created this motion that you call grace
‘he is going home’ he says
take this breath in
stare straight in their eyes
and smile

Anonymous asked: What does the last poem you posted mean?

how we are all selfish and we’re convinced that we are kind caring people who put other before ourself.

The Goods

Simplify this darling
Don’t fortify our trip
Fluctuate miss moral
And soften up this kick
Malicious mercenary minds
Try to take the kill
Look behind your shoulder
Diluted, your heart is real
Now notice the artful pride
Pardoned discreetly
By the higher power of our minds

All i can feel and see
Is my mind not waiting up on me
Every tone has death defied
Fear and what tension adheres now collide
This deadly sin drives my darkness right on through
What i thought I’d yearn
Still i feel no crime
No Love
Just greed for time

The secret is behind the emotions she’s restrained 
willing to let go of knowledge now gained 
endless fine imprints will be harnessed
once fatality departs leaving us tarnished 
while sorrows vanity cures 
and this knowledge lure