mrlennon

I a Poet, In a vision once I saw

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My Kingdom Of Heaven's End by mrlennon, literature

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My Kingdom Of Heaven's End

I look around and all I see are plaques And all read: "To him our loyalties remain Never to founder or yield to desire." Shame begins to blow me like a steady wind Ruffling the strands of sanity that yet Remain on my continually troubled mind. 'What have I accomplished?" I wonder. No true answer graces my spirit and only A stifling silence and echoing whispers that say: What began as pure creation has become Something you cannot, and never did, control." Tears begin to soak these arid eyes As emotions lap against me like ocean waves. Below me is a glass floor and through it I see Gusts of air that carry the grains of ash From

A Palace of Splendor by mrlennon, literature

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A Palace of Splendor

Lo! Lo I say! And behold such a sight Of a great palace whose spires rose high Above the great mountains of the west. Upon the dawns morning light, the sun Would embrace the massive golden dome; Lightening the city folk below its shadow It's splendor was the envy of many and all With jewels and gold locked deep within. Enough to hold the entire world's loyalty In the very palms of an emperors hands. It's marble pillars lined the long stairs And on them were carved memories Of warriors and gods who shrieked war! You could become lost in the long halls They all bear the paintings and sculptures Of Fra Pandolf's famously steady h

The Warrior Of Changsha by mrlennon, literature

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The Warrior Of Changsha

Zhao Yun, He who wields his mighty spear And charges into the face of battle as a lion As he roars with his mane. There are his eyes That penetrate even the most solid of stone. To stand against him none would even dare For his courage and justice were his heart. In the face of thousands, he believed in his heart That he alone could face tryanny with a spear Of virtue that that could strike and to dare Fight the great ilk of Dong Zhuo and his lion. Fearing not he would clash with a diamond stone, He readied his shaft with flames in his eyes And advanced like a gust with the eyes Of a true warrior to the very core of his heart. H

I Want To Live In Your Smile by mrlennon, literature

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I Want To Live In Your Smile

What must have been ages ago I gazed upon her precious smile And all this time, were it so For her I would walk that daunting mile And have the drive to be at her side Even if my affections are futile I am just a fool who is blinded From that most breathtaking smile The very way she walks in elegant steps If I could hold her hand, this mile Would seemingly blur past my eyes And yet, my desire seems futile Every night, I lay and say to her: "How I wish to be the cause of your smile I ache to be the one you love most To be at your side for every mile No matter the hardships that I may endure It isn't for naught, and never futil

Eternal Slumber by mrlennon, literature

Past The Gates Of Hell by mrlennon, literature

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Past The Gates Of Hell

Upon entering the pit of reckoning, comes a gate Called, most symbollically, the gate of eternal fire The great eden for evil and suffering festered lively Ravens and crows circled the glowing orange sky Black clouds easily blocked the sun's piercing light The air reeked of the sins of billions upon the land Everywhere an eye turned, walls of flames towered An oppressive heat scarred a ground of remains This was the place that many feared with a passion Spending their entire lives, doing false good deeds Just to seemingly avoid their fate of this dreadful end Truly, nothing is certain in this cruel world of ashes In the distance b

Seemingly Sad News by mrlennon, literature

A Beautiful Curse by mrlennon, literature

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A Beautiful Curse

Seven long summers have passed these eyes Almost 8 years has my mind been haunted No amount of thoughts erase her memory Long have I sought the day to release myself And spill to her this longing I cannot contain Everything of her speaks to my very soul I desire all that she is and all that I may share For she is not like any other before or since It is not the word that may describe my feelings Not yet at least, but given time, I may accept it Every tale she tells me of failed companionship Only strikes my beating anvil and to my woe, Bright sparks of jealousy fly from the surface Why cannot it be me who is her hero in the dark

The Ramblings Of A King by mrlennon, literature

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The Ramblings Of A King

In war did I find my inner strength To conquer all that made this land From sea to sea I own a vast length So that I may die with more than sand In the East, I cracked out my whip's flail And much like the wind, my victory was a gust In the cities the walls echoed a drawn out wail I made sure that they would soon wither to dust I conquered the many barbarians to the west Their screams were mixed with bladed gore In the end, I proved steel over Iron was best All because my ambition desired war! With horse and spear, I showed them pain Those who disagreed now lay on the field And the riches they harbored were my gain They thought

Outside My Window is Queerness by mrlennon, literature

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My Kingdom Of Heaven's End by mrlennon, literature

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A Palace of Splendor by mrlennon, literature

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The Warrior Of Changsha by mrlennon, literature

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The Warrior Of Changsha

I Want To Live In Your Smile by mrlennon, literature

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I Want To Live In Your Smile

Eternal Slumber by mrlennon, literature

Past The Gates Of Hell by mrlennon, literature

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Past The Gates Of Hell

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Who I Used To Be by WRITERandPOET, literature

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Who I Used To Be

I used to be broken. I used to be wounded. I used to be hurting. I used to be crying. I wanted something, That would help me heal the wounds. Make the scars fade, And teach me to be stronger. When I discovered the music, The lyrics changed me. I've been healed, Nothing's ever done it so quickly. I used to be shy. I used to be desperate. I used to be hurt. I used to be vulnerable. Now I am stronger. I am ready to fight. I am stitching these wounds. I am setting the world on fire. This is who I used to be, And this is who I am now.

Destruction by LoveOfMyLife1997, literature

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Destruction

beaten and bloody bruised and broken down I burn to ash inside and out broken and hurt scarred and disgraced I fall to pieces all by myself stop saying that you care you don't really care your ripping me apart breaking my heart without you is hell but you mean no good your love a disaster there's nothing left I live alone in dark terrified of life itself I hate you and I love you you made me a disaster I hope your happy with my forever destruction

before you leave by residentofloserville, literature

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before you leave

before you leave, i will burn the taste of my lips into yours so things you eat taste a little bit sweeter and are a little bit warmer against your tongue before you leave, i'll play for you, bake for you, trace secret paths down your body that only you will see when you're naked in the shower i'll hold you so close that the warmth of my arms will last you through winter, and you'll never be cold again. before you leave, i will teach your hands every inch of my body, so that when every curve is memorized you will still feel me each night. i will teach your ears every whisper and laugh, i'll paint my face in your mind. befor

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A Heavy Goodbye by mrlennon, literature

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A Heavy Goodbye

Remember the summer winds that we gazed? That rustling of the corn in the suns haze Lost in it, lost in the vast maze So in love were we, yes I felt that craze In the home we built When you left, for days I stared at the pyre The abyss of grieving, I fell into a mire These tears I felt, missing you, I did tire For I have always loved you And no amount of tears could bring you back No more days we could walk along the track Holding hands along the way with a pack Gifting each other little trinkets within our sack In the home we built But no more these days I see you On the gravestone I looked up and knew That I ha

A Heavy Goodbye

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About mrlennon

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Nov 14, 1992
United States
Deviant for 14 years
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I am the one that writes poetry from the heart. Look upon ye works and enjoy thy time while visiting.

Have a nice day! :D

Current Residence: Semi Flat, Boring, Uncultured, Dull Iowa
Favourite genre of music: 60's rock, 20's Jazz
Favourite style of art: Anything other than Dadaism and splashing paint on a canvas
Operating System: Evil Microsoft Vista...
MP3 player of choice: Ipod All The Way!
Shell of choice: the beer bottles some hermit crabs accidentally use :)
Favourite cartoon character: spongebob, Zuko, Goku, Kenny, Cartman, Quagmire, Stewie, Angelica, Vegeta
Personal Quote: "In the end, the love you take, is equal to the love you make"

Favourite Visual Artist

Anyone other than Dadaists. Curse them for souring the modernists and romantics...

Favourite Movies

Last Samurai, Cable Guy, Titanic, Enemy at the Gates, Lord of the Rings Trilogy

Favourite TV Shows

Pawn Stars, American Pickers, Dragon Ball Z, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Ghost Adventures, South Park, Family Guy, Hey Arnold

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Beatles, Rolling Stones, Rush, Johnny Cash, Styx, Stray Cats, Michael Jackson, The Doors, The B-52's

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allen Poe, Mark Twain, Thomas Paine

Favourite Games

any COD after 4, Halos, Left 4 Dead 2, any Total War game, Fallout 3/New Vegas

Favourite Gaming Platform

3 way tie: Xbox 360, PC, PS2

Tools of the Trade

Poetry, Being an old fashioned romantic

Other Interests

Poetry, Gaming, Making money

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mrlennon

Oct 17, 2011

Insecure Boyfriends

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Over the past couple of months, I have heard of many untrusting and insecure boyfriends who deem it okay to mistreat their girlfriends and hound their every move. If you're a guy and you think its okay to tell your girlfriend that she can't talk to certain guys or even so much as look at them,  then you my friend are a fracking twit. Those guys piss me off hardcore so here's a perfect example: I was texting one of my friends who I thought was single and casually asked her to hang out to a movie. Even if she wasn't hanging out is definitely not something to be suspicious of. She said she'd think about it and I was like: "okay, sounds good". A

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mrlennon

Aug 26, 2011

FML Until I Give It...

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I made a really awesome gift and just after I clicked order, I realized I made a slight typo. Instead of here, it was her... Gah FML. It's the best gift I have ever devised and made (well ordered but first I had to design it). I can't wait until she gets it :) Maybe I'll just use the power of a sharpie to correct the error.

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mrlennon

Aug 24, 2011

Out Of The Funk

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Well, I have somehow gotten out of this funk that I've been about women. My latest entries should be a testament to that as most of them are about desire. I guess I am a romantic after all but it is truly a shame that not many find it interesting let alone desirable. I cannot change how things are but I know deep down that there is someone out there who is able to appreciate  the efforts I would go for some... :) I recently got this book from Barnes and Noble called "The Best Poems of the English Language: From Chaucer Through Robert Frost" by Harold Bloom. This is a mammoth book at about 950 pages. It is far superior to that 250 Poem Anthol