It Has No Name

Mishka420 · 08-02-2006, 06:09 AM

This poem is one that I had written a long time ago. I was going through a rough time in my life and this was my outlet for feeling rage and out of control.

It reaches me as if I have been hunted;
it is the night as I am the day
I feel it fingering my brain and I am just its puppet
It tastes my fluids and rejects me, as if I were the dinner
that has been sitting out all night
My body is unattended and yet still feels like it has a soul
It has no name and cannot call me
Yet I feel it beckoning me but cannot respond
I feel the urge to comply but I have no control
I see my legs moving as if I have given up all restraints
I taste the rotting air around me and my mouth will not close
I realize that It has all of me; my brain has given all to It
I have no say and float away like a feather in the wind
When I reach the end there will be nothing
but dreams and despair

iloveunot · 08-03-2006, 01:52 AM

deep and dark... just my style.

homemadebubbler · 08-03-2006, 02:47 AM

Pretty good. You ever do any slams/performances?

Cheebahawk · 08-04-2006, 08:31 AM

wow, amazing very interesting

Mishka420 · 08-04-2006, 06:13 PM

NO.........I have never done any slams. I have never found anywhere close by were they do those kinds of things. I get pretty nervous in front of alot of ppl aswell.

08-02-2006, 06:09 AM	#1
Mishka420 New Member Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 88 Grams: 1,788.00 Thanks: 0 Thanked 1 Time in 1 Post Stock Portfolio Total Value: 0.000 Gain/Loss: 0.000%	It Has No Name This poem is one that I had written a long time ago. I was going through a rough time in my life and this was my outlet for feeling rage and out of control. It reaches me as if I have been hunted; it is the night as I am the day I feel it fingering my brain and I am just its puppet It tastes my fluids and rejects me, as if I were the dinner that has been sitting out all night My body is unattended and yet still feels like it has a soul It has no name and cannot call me Yet I feel it beckoning me but cannot respond I feel the urge to comply but I have no control I see my legs moving as if I have given up all restraints I taste the rotting air around me and my mouth will not close I realize that It has all of me; my brain has given all to It I have no say and float away like a feather in the wind When I reach the end there will be nothing but dreams and despair __________________ Then it starts to reverberate, then I put on my shoes. When it has pacified I start to brush my hair, as if I can snub it all away.

08-03-2006, 02:47 AM	#3
homemadebubbler Always bubblin' Join Date: Jun 2005 Posts: 4,488 Grams: 303.01 Thanks: 556 Thanked 377 Times in 194 Posts Stock Portfolio Total Value: 0.000 Gain/Loss: 0.000%	Pretty good. You ever do any slams/performances? __________________ When they took the 4th Amendment away I was quiet because I didnt deal drugs//When they took the 6th Amendment away I was quiet because Id never been arrested//When they took the 2nd Amendment away I was quiet because I didnt own a gun//Now they took the 1st Amendment and all I can do is be quiet...

08-04-2006, 08:31 AM	#4
Cheebahawk New Member Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 18 Grams: 1,774.05 Thanks: 0 Thanked 0 Times in 0 Posts Stock Portfolio Total Value: 0.000 Gain/Loss: 0.000%	wow, amazing very interesting __________________ 420

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