Saturday, October 13, 2012
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Saturday, October 6, 2012
A note to the wise (DISCLAIMER)
Most of these poems, stories and pictures were created years ago and just as a disclaimer : they should never be taken seriously or literally in any sense. They were just creations that came from my own imagination and they have no literal or figurative influence or basis and are pure imagination. -JRC-
Where the Shackles Meet the Flesh
Where the Shackles
Meet the Flesh
Why so serious?
Why feel worse by tearing your flesh?
The hands, closer
Sand lost by the grain
Will you dodge fear under your skin?
Lifeless corpses
All washed by the rain
They can't prove your
Innocence,
Endure the pain of thought
Blinded by your
Lack of sense,
Resistance can't be fought
J.
chamberlain
Roses are Red
Roses are Red
Her wings are gold but silver lined
Her eyes greeted us as she would glide
The curses rose from every soul
From every heart left cleansed inside
Watch her in her grace and glory
As her beauty tells a story
Of her life of purity
Raining hope and slowly pouring
Roses are red
But violets are blue
If I were to lose her what would I do?
Thoughts in my head
Cycled through and through
This world abused her and blinded she flew
Away and depressed
The pain has still grown
And I was impressed, the restraint she’d shown
Yet she has been blessed
With a seed of hope
And again one day she will come home.
REVERIE
REVERIE
I run from my fate
As I walk beside an angel
The demon close behind
Through hallways in my mind
I hide and it seeks
Like a child’s game of danger
Its eyes appear to grasp
My neck as I just gasp
For air, it’s not there
I have to break, its iron hold
I want to banish, all this cold
Barren emotion
In my head
Indication
That I’m dead
I press my fingers to my eyes
To settle down and realize
I’m dreaming
Just dreaming
Imagination wild
My own inner child
Defining what I see
Is just another mystery
The Life and Death of Rage
Life
I am there, here and now, seconds from what you call hell,
complete the circle, racing time, forgot the absence of my mind, bound to die
here soon after, hold applauses for the laughter, the more you know the more I
wait, here alone at the gates, days I sometimes stand in line, these dead
stares will bore me blind, shattered into pieces, battered and so beaten, one
last look and I’m defeated, no more games to play this time, all that I have is
one last chance, done with fear, done with these binds, what I hold is in my
hands, in my hands, in my hands.
Life, a disease we all seem to share, we writhe to the end
in all its despair, our souls are enslaved by the sins of the grave, but the
blood still flows too fast, our angels infected, by the weak and neglected, the
judgment is full of dismay, our peace is disturbed, from damnation we purge,
and our spirits have all seem to crash, the meaning is fresh, the fear in the
flesh, the passion just withered away,
-JRC-
Serenity, Now
Serenity, Now
My inner child’s crying
The melody was fading
And I’m tired of lying
Deceiving all and hating
So when did the music stop?
Left me to walk so lost
I’m only one man
Now, my feeling numb
My only sign
Of knowing what
Will make me fine
Always haunted
Again, I’m taunted
Serenity, is all I wanted
Welcome to the Wastelands
Welcome
to the Wastelands
How
can we all call ourselves sane?
The world turns to hell and we're still
breathing.
When
tragedy engaged,
It
has taken your last breath.
Why
do we all play their sick game?
The sun burns out and their eyes are bleeding.
An
onslaught of hate,
Lets the angels rot to death.
Entities of chaos
Plagued
these lands.
They
fill our hollowed minds.
Where
emptiness once dawned
If
they're hunting down the weak,
Will
we save the ones we can?
Among
us there are thieves,
Who
steal our hearts,
Only
leaving us to bleed.
Now,
there are only scars.
Still
we forget the stars,
All
watching our demise
From
so far away
Forget the stars
By
J.Chamberlain
Fame by day, infamy by night
Fame by day, infamy by night
Creeping silent strings of malice reign its life, a stab in
the back really felt like a knife, the glory was lost in the blink of an eye,
and the flesh torn apart from the acid inside, pictures were shot but the blood
bled right through, an enemy of press was killed in its steps, dead to the
world it crawls on the floor, whining and grinning and screaming for more, its
reigning, its pouring, more guts on the glory, fame by day, infamy by night,
the clock strikes the metal, it’s nowhere in sight, the grain is finally shot,
its dignity tied in a knot, and now they shall burn, the way to make them
learn, and now they will scream, I’m more insane than I seem….
HUMAN DEPRODUCTION
HUMAN DEPRODUCTION
Gasping for breath, slowly their flesh depletes
Before the onslaught of their worry
Promising, its lure, just entangled in its net
Thirsty for its guest, lonely, begging for relief
Adore the passion that’s unfurling
Witnessing the blur, vagrant, deceptive regret
With less accord and more decay
The liquid washed their skin away
When disaster meets desire
Their feeble eyes can’t take the worst
Of its insincere conspire
To commit a quenching of its thirst
DEAD STARE
DEAD STARE
"As you aim for me, it's useless dawning
within demise.
Feel pain for me and I'm ruthless while you dodge
all the signs"
You changed views from a point through the eyes
of a saint,
And you chose very quick staring right through
the gun.
Then, you felt the disgust while you scraped off
the paint.
Can you feel less alone after blocking the sun?
"If
worry never ceases, then hope never increases.
The pain will leave you resting, dead, in a
thousand pieces."
When you feel this way, why would you stop?
When there’s nothing to lose will you reach for
the top?
What you already know gives you the odds,
But could these nightmares be easily dodged?
"When you try to escape, only then, the
wheels turn.
Now that you've entered, the walls start to burn."
The sun disappears through the blink of an eye
And the clouds creep in always begging to cry
With a fork in your wrist and a knife in your
back,
This storm stirs up and the world turns black.
"Still I am hated as you stare at my face.
Just remember one thing.
You brought Hell to this place."
By
J.Chamberlain
Conscience
Conscience
When you ask for forgiveness, I pray for understanding, when
you stop to think and witness, I am right here standing, when you play the game
by hands, striking every last provoking second, you endure what life demands,
liking every last provoking second. There is no intention greater than, there
is no chances later than, yours, one who waits below the clouds, conjuring all
of your lies, an attempt to fool the skies, await the day to become wise. Where
do the good times go? When did the good times fade away? When will the sadness
end? When will these bindings mend? And how does this keep you from falling? We
all have our faults, our lives aren’t perfect, we all have to face one final
judge, what is the verdict?
Chaos Let Out Over Oceans Of Sympathetic Harmony
Chaos Let Out Over Oceans Of Sympathetic Harmony
In the midst of valleys consumed by my mind;
I embalm the agony, mahogany liquid
With my hollow gaze; yield the absurd line
Like vices with hammers, foundation broken
And the rain falls down, engulfs society’s sickness
Dissolves Mankind’s cyst on its reality
All hope subsides, the deity of faith
Grasping the bulls balls now, a wave of discontent
All things good, numb, now reign falsely
The keeper of the crypt once again unleashes his fiend
And below the sky, a light blue blackens
The clouds circle inward, the soup is now stirred
The war within existence is now overheard
By the angels flying; shedding human down
A paradigm of ascendancy, the supremacy is smitten
From the throne of its dismay and disillusions
And the Earth is stilled; bless the winged swine
Winged Swine
Oh, please won’t you
count them fall
Crystals like a
diamonds shine
Let them sit upon
your hand
Watch them leave the
day behind
Calling out to you
I’m calling out to
you
Waiting now for you
I’m waiting now for
you
Why won’t they spread
their wings and fly
Let them loose and set them free
Let them soar into
the sky
Take a look at you
and me
Fell the frost come
off their wings
Falling down and
glistening
Stand and catch them
on your tongue
And listen to the
angels sing
Falling down to you
They’re falling down
to you
Calling out to you
They’re calling out
to you
Canyon Island City
To the place where
Every wish is granted
And your wildest
dreams are handed
Straight into your
arms
It’s a race there
You’ll never feel
unwanted
And paradise is
hunted
Down and bottled up
in jars
You may face scares
By the people that
you see here
But they’re just
there to be here
And mend their broken
scars
Welcome to my world
The chaos still
unravels
May you be as kind as
To stop and lend a
hand
Welcome to my city
Canyon Island City
A place where we
might ask you
To stop and lend a hand
Welcome
Oh you’re welcome
To stop and lend a
hand
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
DEUS EX MACHINA
Sifting through these shadows, he’s wasting precious
seconds, picking up the pieces, the limits—almost endless. Staring through a
pinhole, it slowly carves a notch, in anticipation, through the looking glass’
watch. The sweat slips off the bone. The wooden spokes surrender to the
tension. The strings begin to part. And then the sudden pause to ease
suspension. The gun delivers bullets, insisting its demise. The menace sheds
its skin, revealing its disguise. He crumbles to his knees, and together
realized. The thing that he had killed was the conscience in his mind.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Where and When
The violins hum through my veins,
As they are free, the night and day
I wont elaborate, what's left to fate
I wont celebrate this altered state
[time and place]
category: painless
I'll hear you only if you are stainless
And don't witness until you're relentless
Repent
Don't register witless
Restore all that is gold
Never glitter, never bold
Don't feed the serpent
Don't abide- without purpose
Fight that thing, ignore that clown
I'm not part of this one-way circus
Not fruitless, you're not useless
You're resilient, you'd believe it
You'll conceive it, you would even
Be the reason, be the cause
Every last season through the gloss
Through the glass, a filthy past
Through a glow
I still know where I really need to go!!!
LEGACY
Before the stains, the statue warned me.
You couldn’t save a soul, but now that you are
Relentless, prosperity’s your goal.
A beast defeated on
the edge of a dime
A thief of this circle could not make the crime
A sleuth to the south could never make it through
And you were the one that spread wings and flew
You guided the way , you trashed the mold
And inside your gaze, only once you were told
The chains melted off you, and now that you’re free
Once you were silver, and now you are gold
Friday, September 7, 2012
Handle With Care
Handle With Care
I blink, you wait, all it is, a test of fate, a runner runs,
a dreamer dreams, even when they become torn, ….reborn; a guest, a journey,
unlike these trails, it generates, the wind in sails, I was waiting for the
trumpet’s sound, and it was God whom I had found. A step of hope, a walk of faith, I will not
beg, I will not hate. The road has bumps, too much for some, a milestone, to
overcome. The pieces…..with a jig and a saw. I’m reaching a star, and getting a
call.
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