poe thinking
The Heart Acoustic, The Mind Electric, The Soul Eclectic: Chonny Jash
Teaser:
My logic is the absolute
His “pity parties” simply harm these
Chances at an apt repute.
Esteemed regard in place of mockery. [Mind]
What's the point in trying! If this
End result of dying
Sits
Persistently encloaked in dimness!
Life can't thrive controlled by digits! (Heart)
You must be so arrogant. To think
That either of you can control
The Soul so wholly, when
To be one whole you can't hold solely
Here in my kingdom I am your lord,
I order you to cower and pray. {Soul}
Everyone has struggled in life. some more than others. mental struggles in life can create a volatile storm that you can’t get out of, and so you try and try again and again with only failure as a result so all you can do is just… nothing… there’s nothing you can do. the storm will never pass so there is one escape. this program of poetry includes the pieces The heart acoustic, the mind electric, and the soul eclectic. Title: The polyphony of a boy in peril
Think of these thoughts as hackneyed or trite.
Clichéd, depraved, disturbing, and contrived,
Shallow, cold, or wretched. Miserable or dark,
And any other adjective
Choose to sit safely out of the sun
Away from rays so blinding to the eye
Singing songs someone's already sung
Averting gaze from beautiful light
But as complacency settles anxieties will rise
And part this Soul as Jekyll parted Hyde
Now I'm but half of a hollow man's lies
The love the hate the emotional side.(Heart)
Look who it is, the saddened and weak
It seems those beams of light have caused some glare
Freakish and dismal. Hollow and bleak
I could go on, but let's leave it there
Resident Heart is feeble and frail
A scourge to purge; due diligence is all
Silent, sad outbursts, inaudible wails
Dictate he never does as he's told
Fathers of fathers, brothers of sons
Deterred from being what they know they can
All because Heart refuses to run
This creature hardly resembles a man. [Mind]
Call me The Soul or call me my name
Oh, label me whatever you would like
Call me your host or call me insane
If that will help you stay in line
(He's a damn madman)
[He's a depressed fool]
(Is that the one you truly want to be?)
[Abandon him and we could live so free]
Warring all night, abhorrent and trite
You seem to forget, you answer to me
Fathers of fathers, I know that I'm vile. {Soul}
Let's see how long it takes to murder me
Neither is wrong, yet neither is right
Condemn him to the infirmary.
"I know I'm weak
I know that I'm vile
But sometimes that is needed to survive"
That's what I'll say to rationalize
"I'm needed if we're to stay alive"
(Heart)
I'm sure it seems from his point of view
That I'm a simple, cynical machine
But is it so hard to see the whole truth
I merely seek a soul that's pristine. I can't claim that I enjoy this, covering for a tortured boy
That's slowly tired of all his toys
His wiles and woes ring like white noise
And I know it's hard to see my rhyme behind the entropy
But if he'd just once humour me
He'd see we need to live life logically.
[mind]
I order you to cower and præy. 'Cause I'm not nearly kind enough to leave you parasites inside of me
Fumbling slowly down this path
In hopes the other's struck by lightning.
{soul}
See how it hurts when the sound
Begins to ring
And you feel it start to rot
And you beg for it to stop
But you've already dug your lot in the ground.
(heart)
See how the heart plays profound
(See how he lies) but the depth is insincere
A pathetic, thin veneer
All the pain, regret and fear still resound. He falls inside a hole he dug for me
The kind of irony you'd read in bible stories
Maybe my existence might be by design
A simple fact that he'll refuse to see
[mind]
See how the brain plays around
And it splits what once was whole down into three
And you fall inside a hole, inside a-
{soul}
Someone help me
Understand what's going on behind my eyes
Doctor, I can't tell if I'm not me!
Screams with no sense for why
One more day and one more night
One more black and one more white
One more chance is all you've left to turn the tides
I won't hesitate to kill my Heart and Mind
I will abdicate these deviants sat inside
I'll take you down in tandem when this rope is tied.
|whole|
Oh My love, how I've hated you.
pieces: twist the knife, lovefool, (Haunt, the cartoon heart), BAD LUCK!, She-wrecks, Lloraras
authors: That handsome devil, The Cardigans, Bear ghost, Jharia, Oscar D’Leon
I am trapped inside a monster
Living in a dead eternity
Animated with a haunting, wanting dread
To meet a spirit just like me
You're so eerily alluring
Singing your foreboding melody
And demanding to dote on this dancing devil
Will it last?
I can't dance like I used to
I don't have the same moves as you
But that's okay find your way; To someone who needs it much more than me
Mama tells me I shouldn't bother
That I ought just to stick to another
Another that surely deserves me
But I think you do
So I cry, and I pray, and I beg
Say that you love me
Pretend that you love me
Just say that you need me
Hand in hand come human error and plain bad luck
It seems the timing's always wrong
For the ones who wait too long
You'll never catch a break (so) you'll have to make your own
My legs drag behind me
And they creak
If it's a curse, then make it hurt
Come on and curse me
I'll go to work with all the jerks
And wake up early
With all the little birdies
Chirping for me
Well I'll break their scrawny necks
One of these mornings
Get love and hate confused
Can't separate the two
Oh my love, how I've hated you
Come on and twist the knife
Let's make it painful
I wanted rainbows with occasional fellatio
It's gotten different now, my angel
Wouldn't you say so?
Oh have you even had the chance to shut your cakehole.
My friends said I'm insane
"They’re a monster, and they’ll consume you"
And sure enough, chewed me up and spit me out
Then they chewed me up again.
I still think you're swell.
I know that you do not want me to love you
You always avoid me somehow
If I look for you here, you come out there
The only thing I want is for you not to make me suffer anymore.