Challenge 92- "Tyranny"

[Scarred4Life]

tyr·an·ny
1.A government in which a single ruler is vested with absolute power.
2.The office, authority, or jurisdiction of an absolute ruler.
3.Absolute power, especially when exercised unjustly or cruelly
4.Use of absolute power.
5.A tyrannical act.
6.Extreme harshness or severity

Wow....Its been so long since I last won that I almost forgot what to do.

Have fun kids.

[Disco Dragon]

"Random Beautiful"

Symmetry has replaced classic beauty
Lips and eyes no longer need speech or sight
As long as they continue to look their best
And emotions, what are they?
Is that what this plastic smile is supposed to mean?
I just thought I was being with the trend
I am unaccountable for what you see
That's what those new glasses I bought you were for

Nobody needs what they think they do
Just a leash and a path to
Tyrannical love

A love that should have stayed unfound
But I guess a bruised heart is better than a stale one
Just give me a little more time
I’ll tell you that friendship is the way to go
Hugs and kisses, all part of our previous fairytale
I got what I needed, now give me my space
But don’t worry, things won’t change
Only the circumstances will
Only the conversations
Only the attempted restraint
I’ll use that as a diversion

Please forgive, but don’t ever forget me
I’ll be too far away for that
And that’s why it can’t hurt
Because my emotions aren’t strong enough
So it’s better to end it early
And stay up late thinking about what could have been
Would have been
Should have been symmetrical

[bowl of oranges]

Perhaps with a little imagination, i'd hide beneath the floorboards.

I'm afraid i've never been a fan
of your uncautious style,
the one in which you'll gladly tear me down.
Perhaps with a little imagination
i'd hide beneath the floorboards,
amongst the dirt
where i'd fit in.
You always told me i was dirt.

But it's quite a task to resist such a face,
yours is one of such beauty.
So no matter what you do,
you captivate me.
Your look could melt a winters snowdrift.
If only you had a touch to match,
It could help me overcome that awful tone.
But you insist.

You insist upon your heavy hand,
And that's a weight i'll refuse to bear.
But you'll weave, relentless,
as a stream from it's mountain roots.
Yet you'll never remain a stream.
You'll burst your banks,
And your flood will swell.

I'll make sure i'll build my heart upon stilts,
so as not to succumb to your tyrannical affection.

[sketchyjoe]

Your nose is too big
Boobs aren’t big enough
Some excess flab
Working out’s too tough

Well I’ve got the answer
To the problems in your life
I may not cure cancer
But you’ll feel better under the knife

You’ve got no deformity
You just want conformity
Vanity is your master
You’re a plastic surgery disaster

Wanna look like a cat?
Just step right this way
12 year old implants?
I’m free next Tuesday

Well I couldn’t care less
If you’re the next Lola Ferrari
I’m always gonna say Yes
As long as I get my fee

Because I've go no morality
A capitalist-greed mentality
Money is my master
I'm a plastic surgery disaster

When you’ve got cash
Who needs ethics?
Don’t pay your bills
I’ll repossess your tits

The TV says you don’t look right
I’ll pump you full of silicon
Change your skin from black to white
I'm gonna help you belong

You’re scared of dying alone
So you ring us on the phone
Body fascists are your masters
They're all plastic surgery disasters

Imperfections
Make us unique
A clone tyranny
Is what I seek

I know the perfect face
For everybody in this land
I'm building my own master race
For me to command

Living breathing human dolls
Everyone under my control
I’m gonna be your master
It’s a plastic surgery disaster

[A_Perfect_Sonnet]

Elect me for tyrannysaur!

[MomentoMori]

Domestic Violence

Bathing in a pool of tears
I’ve cried myself to sleep
Only one man causes so much fear
More than I can keep

A tyranny called home
No subbtle movements there
Only walking the stairs
Quietly, so he can’t hear

Black eyed, lying shattered on the ground
Cause daddy found the booze
Breathing without making a sound
There’s no option left to choose

I wish I had a voice to protest
Or an army to fight back
Slaughter the man who I detest
How much time before I crack

Sitting in the corner of my room
In my hand a razorblade
Reality slowly fades
I’ve tried to feed the gloom

[RunAmokRampant]

Sleep Spindle


Reading through my little fantasies,
Orbiting around in self indulgence,
Death blooms remorse but
I sense an ending; when did it begin?
Tyrannical transcience offered my life
Without meaning or eternity.
Tyrannical transcience is passing over.

Wealth and a great welting nose is all I have.
Even my loved ones raise their watches waiting,
Had enough of my little games of
Pharoahs and kings.
Not long now till my final breath.

Just like my long dead goldfish,
Sweet death had beckoned
and we rose to the occasion.

Flipping through my own obituary,
I had over-watered my four-leaf clover and
Gorging itself, luck had bled unwillingly.
But never did I let it drip because
Pride succumbed excessively
in the cleanliness of the floor.

My stone pinched in the dirt,
Milled around with eager souls,
waiting for a slice of my pride.
The dates engraved with relief sensed aplenty,
No one cared for the dash in between.

Reading my autobiography I created,
The previous pages I burn with match called repression,
Swallowing the ashes, I turn the next page.
I don’t know why I even bother,
The afterlife is nothing more,
Nothing more than an aftertaste.

[super deluxe]

...

[pixiesfanyo]

Hushed


Gravel glazed parties
Been keeping me awake for days
While you break seams
I've been sewing in such immensely careful ways

Treading the lengths
Of this line sent from cheek to fist
Tyranny's been soaking
Those eccentric hearts your soul has kissed

How does one breath when their mouth's is sealed like this?
And why do you act like life is just made so you can reminisce?

One thing that I ask,
Gives birth to another you hesitate
While I just keep dressing
Your hands with my own self-state

What do you expect of me to say when I've got a 3'o clock
At the place where our liaisons have been outlined in chalk

I'm tired and crippled
I’ve left my shoes in your backyard
Quiet, it's simple; you just need
To let down your guard

What can I say when you keep batting those broken eyes?
Is it wrong of me to have so many thoughts between your thighs?

Quiet.

It's simple.

Quiet.

It's simple.

[d0ped0g]

song loosely based on Jeffrey Dahmer. got music to it already. has an evil funky circus/carnival vibe to it.


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ANARCHITECT
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Hello familiar strangers, welcome to my world
Through these chambers lie, depravities untold
Now put on your pupils, or else you wont see
The lullaby logic, that consumes and comprises me

Each snapsnot brings me closer
To reaching ultimatum
These polaroids inhaled to my head
Now watch me procreate all the things I dread

Its all some demented circus act
An obituary orgasm that fails to retract
Adultary addiction with a strange climax
Of being forever chased by their blunt axe

Now you thought the show was over, but guess again
Now shout-out your hail mary's and scream your amens
You know life isnt even worth living, until you die
Your retribution sweeter when you close your eyes

Its all some demented circus act
An obituary orgasm that fails to retract
Adultary addiction with a strange climax
Of being forever chased by their blunt axe

Opiate anarchitect
Product of his obsession
Martyr for the no-hopers
That feed on his agression

These hands were not meant to create
Only to destroy
So bring me your heavens or hells
Whichever tyranny they employ

Strange to see its not enough to be
When your concience is keeping you trapped
Forever pulling you closer
To the chaos your world lacked

Its all some demented circus act
An obituary orgasm that fails to retract
Adultary addiction with a strange climax
Of being forever chased by their blunt axe

Eulogy Of A Meaningless Flirtation

Searching the barren lot,
The bike was lone and harbored
To the iron rail, naked
And wet; the dew of morning
Had set upon it, wrecked,
Fallen to the new dawn.

Perhaps it cried that night
In want of hills and sidewalks,
Or just walking in tandem;
Ten hours can leave you mourning
For the thoughtless small routines
Employed on twilight streets.

It knew.
Tyranny spoke leagues to me,
And love was pristine propaganda,
The sterling strains that marked
The worsening weather.

Alcoves can find a way
To steer you hard to starboard
In foreign waters, toward
Where the skies have swiftly darkened;
To keep you where you're standing,
Holding the dreams that stray.

Victims to our own eyes,
We glanced and stared, unrivaled
In our solitary tryings
To give up on childhood memories;
To cast the past away,
Forgetting long goodbyes.

But I would honestly say
We'd never parted ways.

We knew.
Our broken hearts weren't worlds apart.
Our love was christening constellations,
The shooting stars that wrought
Our days together.

[ATC]

WINTERSONG (THE WOOD FOR THE TREES)

I've seen strangers
on bended knee,
embracing tyranny
at vespers nine.
Well, it is dimmer now,
A sign of things to come.

Some of us were born to rust,
Joints creaking in the sun.
Some of us were born to learn,
They're just as futile as we once were.
Some of us have come so far,
under a red queen's gaze.
Some of us will never be known,
They've known it all, every one.

I wrap my heart in sleet
and I swallow all this pride.
I've sold our souls for this cause.

Let me explain.

A Single star guides the weary
like shades drawn to a flame
From this moment we've begun to see.

Collapse with me into the floor littered with the snow
We'll let the mannequins take our place.
They are being watched, watched for their stillness.
We must not move, must not disturb
The surface.
Collapse with me into dirt under their feet.
We will fool them yet.
We will provoke the emptiness below, and we will shift.
We must be still, and keep our hearts under our tongues.
I hope there's mercy somewhere,
when the ground beneath their feet gives way.

I wrap my heart in sleet
and I swallow all this pride.
I've sold our souls for this cause.

Your turn.

We are the sign of things to come
We are the sign of things to come
We are. The sign. We are. to come.

[.-=ChaoS=-.]

A Subjectless King
Control
Force fear upon those in need
Corrupt
Bend words to help you succeed

Origins and past forgotten
Like a lake in dead of winter
All the life inside has left you
Leaving only bitter cold

Tyrant
Take for granted those you need
Warlord
Hatred is reality

Nothing left but empty struggle
Like the ship, it keeps on sinking
Turn against all those who love you
Power kills companionship

A wounded stray will die in the cold of the night
Even death would seem less brutal in the warmth of firelight
Keep enemies closer, but don’t let them taint your friends
Supremacy means nothing if you’re lonely in the end

[k.s.e.]

Silence for the chance of familiarity
a movement in the same motions
vaguely colored by electric glow
aching to illuminate definition
it glimmers on the surface
waiting for meaning to incarnate
this, another water dripping movement

Another flame extinguished in ease
sintering in the same fashion
to form a sense of clarity
a tyrant in my breath
fodder in an impression of fallacy
still with no light

And it glows from dim to neverending
another breath lost in the tradewind
my false force of will
ethereal lost as the colors run
limited so easily, dead lights in the fog
as a night sky rationalizes
a life... meaningless

Given up so easily
for an idea to rise to the occasion
slowly building from throat to mouth
suggestions slipping from
the lips of ghosts waiting to die
here for the warmth of rain
and the resistances in reflections
slightly conveyed for meaning sought

[B Skweared]

Dependency
You’re the first thing on my mind and you tempt me with your tricks.
Without you I am nothing with you I’m still nothing.
You make me perceive the world, as one great big joke,
I can’t resist I’m just a slave my wallet is empty I’m just a slave.
You’re all around my friends, you plague their life too.
You Lead them off the path 'til they’ve completely lost their way.
Now without you I feel empty so I try to fill the void.
Now I’ve gone and done it I’ve replaced you with another.
You can’t accept it though you make me want you back,
Sometimes I can’t resist I wish I could resist.
Now I’m back where I started except now there is one more,
Tyranny to overcome someone please help me overcome.
Now it isn’t just a habit it’s grown to be much more
Necessity is fitting but more so it’s just a chore.
Everyone has tried to help but it is to no avail,
I’m stuck in another world painful and unbearable.
There is no way out I have become your prisoner,
I’ll carry out my life sentence I have accepted defeat.
Now let this be a lesson, to those who’ve yet to begin.
There’s only one way out, and that’s never to come in.

[Sever]

stillborn, aborted
from the eyes crawl serpents
severed flesh of whores
needle end intervention

abbatoir birth
deformed extremities write
letters of maimed aspirations
and assisted termination

tyrant fornication
spread eagle desecration

they came in steel chariots
carrying with them an
exstinguisher prototype of sorts
replacing question marks with periods

a consented dislimbing
doctor's concurrence of knives
impaled within a beatless heart
extricating a casket from the womb

[Life]

Your breath isn't as warm as it used to be..
Still thinking you created this hellish eternity?

Rising to fall from judgemental tyrrany
It's you that ends all this animosity.




Lol my song

[DFelon204409]

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