It seems my different style of poems are more interesting.So here is another one

-Aza

Strange?

Walking down the street looking at the people in front of me
Wondering what they might want to be
Should I care?...No but I do
Perhaps its just idle curiosity

You think I’m strange just for being me
You all have my sympathy
Listening to all that tossed to you
Making the choices...but are they right for you?

What’s on my mind? Nothing you'd understand
That we aren't so complicated at all
Being just a human does it make me feel small?
Knowing that this is it all

You think I'm strange just for being me
You all have my sympathy
Listening to all that tossed to you
Make the choices…. but are they right for you?

Can't you be what you want to be?
Weren't you born with the right of being free?
Sure I think a little strange for what I am
But my reasons aren't too hard to understand

You think I'm strange just for being me
You all have my sympathy
Listening to all that tossed to you
Making the choices… but are they right for you?

2000 Silverpillz /Jace

As i said some people liked the other form. So here is a fresh one


-Aza

Blinded

Walking down the road with me.
What does it take to be free?
How many turns will I make?
My trust in you, I place.

What I have done, it’s not me
For all that I’ve lost, to be free
Will you come to help me?
For all that I’ve done, I still can’t see.

My hand grows numb and old.
We lived life once, rather bold.
But still I hold you close.
For all the things, I need you most

What I have done, it’s not me.
For all that I’ve lost, to be free.
Will you come to help me?
For all that I’ve done, I still can’t see.

As time goes on, you disappear.
Your hand reaching out for mine to draw near.
But even though I’m still gone.
I’ll give you the strength to move on.

What I have done, it’s not me.
For all that I’ve lost, to be free.
Will you come to help me?
For all that I’ve done, I still can’t see.

2005 Jace

Here is another, though a bit darker

-Aza


Surreal

How do you feel?
Can any of this be real?
Never thought I would be
Just how you see me

But there is something more inside.
Something that crawls, trying to hide.
Could it be something that was asleep?
Look in my eyes, go on take a peek.

I am not this, what you will of me
I am the hate; I am the spoil that’s meant to be.
And thought you really tried
This is the day that I’ve died


So take my hand and never let me go.
This is the wheat, the chaff you’ve wanted to sow.
No turning back now, this was meant to last.
The future is straight ahead, behind us is the past.

2005 Jace


[edit on 19-7-2005 by Azathoth]

Ok this one is one of my more strange ones. Something to do with computers for some reason. too much NiN that night i think.


-Aza

Internal failure


Just a little time for reaper to reap you down
Nothing so slow that keeps you from coming around
Biological terror no one messes with me
Viral torment in…. Ecstasy

System shutting down …cannot compute
This is the final time for you last dispute
Internal failure…. Scanning eyes
This is the way you live your mechanical lives

Sifted spirit through transparent veins
Biological fusion I live again
Cipher words run across my golden tongue
Once more I’ve left you to become undone

System shutting down …cannot compute
This is the final time for you last dispute
Internal failure…. Scanning eyes
This is the way you live your mechanical lives

Can’t let you inside me
Can’t let you decide me
Can’t let you complicate me
Can’t let you desecrate me

My aspiration is what makes me better than you
I am everything…all that you do
Deep inside your veins total power reigns
Thirsts uncontrolled…save that of the soul

System shutting down …cannot compute
This is the final time for you last dispute
Internal failure…. Scanning eyes
This is the way you live your mechanical lives

1997 silverpillz / Jace

Ok Some people want to know why the Silverpillz next to my name at the end of each poem. Well I was at one point starting a band, and our name was (you guessed it) Silverpillz. This was the same era I wrote all this material mostly for the band. Well it never happened due to lack of fund, lack of interest, and lack of a good guitarist. I wrote a title song that I was going to use for the "album" if we ever got one. Here it is in all its strange glory.


-Aza

Biting on a Bullet

Spite its something I see in your eyes
Wait…don't let me realize
What’s this that you’re giving me?
Will it take this pain? Will it make me free?
No..it’s just another bullet with my name on it.
Drowning me in this world of #.
Can’t I just get away?
From all the pain of another bullet.

Biting down hard
its another bullet abused
Stealing your life and your cash
Very soon it will take your ass
Just another swallow...

Jingling in your pocket
It’s the sound of that locket
Wrapping its arms around your throat
Making you spit... making you choke
Is it just more coke?

Biting down hard
Its another bullet abused
Stealing your life and your cash
Very soon it will take your ass
Just another snort...

Who will I be today?
Am the same from yesterday?
Taking # making my life a haze
Will I ever make sense?
Or ever be the same?

Biting down hard
Its another bullet used
Taking from your cash
Frying up your ass
Just another puff....

1997 silverpillz / jace

sorry but here is a dark one to keep with my theme


-Aza

Blackened soul

Where you the one to take it away?
Why does all this pain inside of me
Just seems to disappear everyday.
When will I ever change?
It’s not yours its all my pain.

Who is this...I cannot not miss
This soul was blackend, born to be pissed.
Why can't I do this no more?
Who opened this brand new door?


It creeps inside me like a thief
No more am I that sickly little leaf
Of this blackened tree burnt and scorned
This person who was so torn.
What is happening to me?
Will this change what I am to be?

Who is this...I cannot not miss
This soul was blackend, born to be pissed.
Why can't I do this no more?
Who opened this brand new door?

Can you change this thing?
Let me begin my life again
Destroy my demons and my hate
Seal my destiny with your own fate

Who is this...I cannot not miss
This soul was blackend, born to be pissed.
Why can't I do this no more?
Who opened this brand new door?

1997 Jace / silverpillz

Written for someone who was depressed in hope to cheer them up (you know who you are)

-Aza

Light

She whispered softly in my ear.
Do you really want to be here?
I looked at her, Her velvet touch.
She was gone not long but it hurt so much.

When He comes back, She’ll be gone.
She leaves me alone, in the dawn.
When He walks away it starts all over again.
I frequently catch Her in the rain.

So I wait right here, for her touch
To me She means so much
My life without Her cannot be
If Her I’m not able to see.

All night we dance, and all night we play
All night we kiss, til the break of day
All night we hold each other tight
For after the day, We have the night.

2005 Jace

I figured i'd post one more to make up for a coupel of times I posted only two.

-Aza

Ashes to blood

Drip down…Slowly down the side of your wall
Little closer don’t be scared from the juice that runs us all
Taken back at what has happened …something seems terribly wrong
Looks at your fingers…see them dripping…My lord what have you done?
Feel the pulse of your heart it beats so fast
Cry your tears…the tears of blood run down and hits the grass

What your shaken? What you’re scared? At what you have really done
You must be joking…you must be playing. For you see that it has been done

Ashes to blood as it drips down you’ll never be the same
Ashes to blood watch as it goes dripping down their veins
Just a little …Just a little…. Worried you might say
A little bit….a tiny bit….Of what you have done on this day

You move slowly as you hear it tear through the air
Awaked now…you run away down the pairs of stairs
You not free…. Not so fast… you won’t get away this time
Run little one… I’ve not started yet… soon you will be mine
Run down the street and run down the alley you got no where to run
Hide in the corner…Prepare to feel me… for your time has now come

Ashes to blood as it drips down you’ll never be the same
Ashes to blood watch as it goes dripping right down your veins
Just a little… Just a little…Scared you might say
A little bit…a tiny bit… Of what is coming your way

Feel the pain feel the horror as you slowly expire
Feel you life drip down your fingers as you slowly tire
Let it go just let it go and soon you be free
Let it go just let it go …but prepare to face me

Ashes to blood as it drip down you will never be the same
Ashes to blood watch as it goes dripping down the drain
Not any more… not a little as your eyes drop shut
It’s not over…not yet…you’ve really messed up
Close those eyes and prepare to see just what is in store
Behind the door

Silverpillz/ Jace © 1998

New poem...sorry for being a bit slow with this one..had to stop for a sec because i needed to concertrate on work for a bit. This one might turn off others, then again some might like it. I gave it a NiN sound to it.I hope you enjoy.

-Aza

Change

It’s only a part of me.
That you truly see.
Clawing at what may be someone.
Though you truly did not care
I have always been there

Only you….Its not me
I’ve always said what I was to be
It’s only you… never me.
You never thought I would be free

Now we begin…to dig in.
Look deep down now under the skin
Clawing at something within.
You thought that you knew.
But you didn’t even have a clue.

Only you….Its not me
I’ve always been what I’ve meant to be
It’s only you… never me.
I never thought I would be free.

Now you can see...the real me
Something that you hoped would never be.
All the flesh…was disease, holding me back from infamy.
Now that it is done and gone.
Now can you see where you were wrong?

Only you….It’s not me
I’ve become what I was meant to be
It’s only you… never me.
They never thought I would get free.


2005 Jace

nice job on all the poems, keep it up.

I need to start writing poems

New poem ...not as dark as the last one

-Aza

Deep frost

When you look at ...me
What is it that you see?
This shell of ice grows warm
This person is reborn

The frost has lifted off my face
Tell me of this place
This feeling so true
Am I frozen on you?

No more coldness now
Different feelings around me how?
What was cold is now warmed
My life before is all scorned

The frost has lifted off my face
Tell me of this place
This feeling so true
Am I frozen on you?

Can you help me be?
Something that’s always eluded me
Shall I be yours this time?
This new feeling down my spine

The frost has lifted off my face
Tell me of this place
This feeling so true
Am I frozen on you?

2005 Jace

Yeah here's one more for the road eh?

-Aza

Deepen

Deep inside of you I feel you starting to awaken
No holding back anymore, no more chances not taken
Let your arms hold me so tight
Hold me deep.... deep into the night

Can your love be any truer?
What did I ever give to you?
Will it go deeper than I’ve ever known?
So far this is what you've shown

Will this always be so?
You touch my heart so that I don't want to go
Keeping me from harm
As you hold me in your arms

Can your love be any truer?
What did I ever do for you?
Will it go deeper than I’ve ever known?
So far this is what you've shown

Can you not see?
There is hate inside of me
Wanting to be free
But it ceases to be
When I’m near you its something I can't do

You warm me up when I’m cold
Make me want to grow old
Can it be so?
I'm not going to say no

Can your love be any truer?
What did I ever give to you?
Will it go deeper than I’ve ever known?
So far this is what you've shown

2005 Jace

New poem. Ment for the girls. You know who you are.

-Aza

Lift


When I see you falling down.
I cannot help but stare at you.
Though there is no one around.
I will be the one that is true.

Lift you off the floor.
You don’t need to be there anymore.
I am waiting for you to take my hand.
Maybe then you’ll understand.

Help you up… with a broken heart.
Dust the dirt off of you.
Hoping that never part.
I will always be true.

Lift you off the dirty ground.
There is no one else around.
Take my hand… I’ll help you up.
Even though my heart is stuck.

2005 Jace

poem inspired by 19 2000 by gorillaz. Somehow i had th music in my head when i wrote it.

-Aza
Doorway

There a light coming from the tunnel.
You’ve got to pick and choose.
Which way, your life is going now.
New dirt on your shoes.
The pathway is narrow
The road is long and wet.
You’re bound to find someone
Or something you’ve never met.

Walking through a doorway.
What have you got to lose?
Never mind what they all will say.
It’s the choice you have to choose.

The doorway is just ahead now
Never want to turn around.
So much for you, just to do.
When you reach the next town.
Look at all the people,
you thought you’d never know.
All it takes is a bit of energy.
And then you start to go.

Walking through a doorway.
What have you got to lose?
Never mind what they all will say.
It’s the choice you have to choose.


2005 Jace




[edit on 20-7-2005 by Azathoth]

New poem for review

-Aza

Never seen

I still want to see you.
But it is hard to see what is not there.
Sometime I don’t know what I do.
But do I really even care?

Never see you there.
Always off somewhere.
My mind is never clear.
Only when you are near.

I’ve looked the shadows for you
Dug in the dirt for the view
But still you never show.
Searched all the lands for you.
But I never knew.
You always go.

Never see you there.
Always off somewhere.
My mind is never clear.
Only when you are near.

2005 Jace

another dark poem from me

-Aza

Inside

When the day is over and night begins.
Changes have and will occur all within.
Creeping in my soul, something I don’t know.
Getting away from under my skin.

It’s creeping down the walls.
It’s all over the floor.
Oozing down the halls.
I cannot take this anymore.

Darker then the darkest moon.
I cannot feel my head.
There is a demon, coming soon.
The one that you will dread.
Now this thing is outside of me
No longer deep inside.
It shows no mercy, no pity.
There nowhere for you to hide.

It’s creeping down the walls.
It’s all over the floor.
Oozing down the halls.
I cannot take this anymore

2005 Jace /Aza

due to a religious talk with someone i wrote this. who says i can't have a heart eh?

-Aza

Freed

Now I’m breaking away.
From what I’m suppose to be.
Everything that you say.
Is not what I can see.

Trapped all hope lost and gone.
You keep telling me that I’m wrong.
Dig myself out from under this.
The true path is one I cannot miss.

Buried under false hopes and dreams
Pouring more over the pile…hearing my screams
But it is clear now more then ever.
This will not last forever.

Trapped all hope lost and gone.
You keep telling me that I’m wrong.
Dig myself out from under this.
The true path is one I cannot miss.

This evil cage…bent on holding me
Is not meant to be.
For what I know I’ve truly seen
Now broken out of it, I am finally clean.

Trapped all hope lost and gone.
You keep telling me that I’m wrong.
Dig myself out from under this.
The true path is one I cannot miss

2005 Jace

In dark times there is need for Dark poetry. I wrote this one for all the people that think killing is a good thing and that women are objects.


-Aza

Voided

Can you see that it’s done now?
Killed by the merciless life ahead
You wonder how?
Spiral swirling down is left for the dead

Darkness…Closing in
Suffering all within
Feel it…Creeping on your skin
Its been bought and sold. No returns

Is it painful letting your life slip so fast?
Running through it in a hurry wanting all the cash
Though you’ll never get to see how you’ve done
You lost and I have won.

Darkness…Closing in
Suffering all within
Feel it…Creeping on your skin
Its been bought and sold. No returns

You were a seller…self-made guy
It won’t take long for your ass to fry
Killing all them kids…beating all those girls
Better understand this dark spiral whirl

Slipping…Into the dark
Dropping …letting go of the spark
Bought and sold…No returns

1998 Jace

a different style of poetry for me.sounds weird to me but still in a creepy sort of way.

-Aza

Tested

It seem that I am moving
A speed I cannot tell
Is this what you’re proving?
Because, I do not listen well.

There are some things that have transpired.
I do not know the details
Of how life is testing me, I feel so very tired
It feels like every day and night I’m sleeping on pins and nails

Do you feel the tension, hanging in the air?
Thick and heavy, like a fog
I really do not care.

Pressure is upon us, will we win or lose?
It doesn’t matter how you do.
It’s the pathway that you choose.


2005 Jace

Again Great work!

I really felt that last poem "Tested" very deep... short but makes you think,

your coming up with some great work,