Rain
there
on the
horizon,
lightning
strikes again
and falls crashing
all around boom thunder rolls
and fills my lonely heart with the swift
and sure beat of the wild ever precipitation
sweet rain and the smell of green wet, ever so wet, rain
down come rain on me, rain fall and pour come down on me smell of rain
the scent of a new fall I love, I crave the sound, and feel the tang and
crackle of it all. Come rain on me rain. animals hide, but I, much
wiser thrust my heart up to heaven with my arms
outstretched and open up wide
my mouth and
drink
rain
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Pollen and Plague
Items... haunt, gear, disembowel
Items from death... facts from fear
The light strobed until the blinded saw
The pulse beat until the deaf heard
The items gathered and grew
strengthened in agility and might
items knowing, feeling, growing
the light flashed, burned, and learned
embracing and lifting them higher until
numbers and facts and theories, these items
from the rising to the setting of our moon
items of intensity, religious intensity and hate
fortifying itself against the powerful strobe
they grew and grew, the light knew
sees all, feels all, knows all light
the light understood, and strangest of all
it cared
and no infection could take it down
and no virus could turn it back
the light
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Items... haunt, gear, disembowel
Items from death... facts from fear
The light strobed until the blinded saw
The pulse beat until the deaf heard
The items gathered and grew
strengthened in agility and might
items knowing, feeling, growing
the light flashed, burned, and learned
embracing and lifting them higher until
numbers and facts and theories, these items
from the rising to the setting of our moon
items of intensity, religious intensity and hate
fortifying itself against the powerful strobe
they grew and grew, the light knew
sees all, feels all, knows all light
the light understood, and strangest of all
it cared
and no infection could take it down
and no virus could turn it back
the light
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Evil trinity of desiring
As I wander through my life, I am beset by many things which would seek to hinder my spirituality.
Girls, Power, Wealth... If only to name a few. These are my downfalls. In fact, they are the downfall
of mankind as a whole. Aside from doubt and fear which expelled man out of the garden in the first
place, there are three lusts of man. The items inside the world that constantly bombard my eyes and
heart and would seek to destroy me.
I often reflect on them and say to myself: "There is no hope but you, God." This seemingly trite
prayer is not the simple prayer that I once prayed in my youth. It has become my pledge and my
mainstay in these troubled times. It has become the balm of Gilead in my inner sanctum. I have vowed
to follow the teachings of Christ, and to allow myself to bend to the will of His heart, and the crux
of the Bible.
Many are the trials of the righteous. Many more the trials of the righteous penitent. With Gods hope
and Christ's blood these issues inside my deluded soul can be won over and conquered. Many the
trials... but Christ is victor over all.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
As I wander through my life, I am beset by many things which would seek to hinder my spirituality.
Girls, Power, Wealth... If only to name a few. These are my downfalls. In fact, they are the downfall
of mankind as a whole. Aside from doubt and fear which expelled man out of the garden in the first
place, there are three lusts of man. The items inside the world that constantly bombard my eyes and
heart and would seek to destroy me.
I often reflect on them and say to myself: "There is no hope but you, God." This seemingly trite
prayer is not the simple prayer that I once prayed in my youth. It has become my pledge and my
mainstay in these troubled times. It has become the balm of Gilead in my inner sanctum. I have vowed
to follow the teachings of Christ, and to allow myself to bend to the will of His heart, and the crux
of the Bible.
Many are the trials of the righteous. Many more the trials of the righteous penitent. With Gods hope
and Christ's blood these issues inside my deluded soul can be won over and conquered. Many the
trials... but Christ is victor over all.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Hell on a Monday
Dusty planks of old cedar.
Rotting away, eaten by crawlies.
Distressing reasons for hatred.
Bullies in the playground of my mind.
I yawn. Saliva stains are like
cobwebs on the corners of my lips.
For I speak no truth. Only lies.
So I will speak no further.
One thing I've realized
living on the sidelines.
Life is as fun and exciting
as you wish to make it.
The smooth faced walls of insanity.
Slick with the sweat of millions.
Those trapped in it, wither away.
Smothered by decadence and falsity.
Some writhe in agony.
Others suffer in silence.
All perish in the end.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Dusty planks of old cedar.
Rotting away, eaten by crawlies.
Distressing reasons for hatred.
Bullies in the playground of my mind.
I yawn. Saliva stains are like
cobwebs on the corners of my lips.
For I speak no truth. Only lies.
So I will speak no further.
One thing I've realized
living on the sidelines.
Life is as fun and exciting
as you wish to make it.
The smooth faced walls of insanity.
Slick with the sweat of millions.
Those trapped in it, wither away.
Smothered by decadence and falsity.
Some writhe in agony.
Others suffer in silence.
All perish in the end.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
life walk
they had packed up,
and they left for the woods.
those troopers of destiny.
they had granola,
and million dollar hats.
those walkers of revival.
their minds were set,
and the Carmax glowed on their lips.
those trekkers of freedom.
their walking tour began,
and ended suddenly.
when their life was over.
where are the toys?
where is the hike?
where are the adventurous ones?
they didn't read the manual
Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth.
B-I-B-L-E
those foolish troopers.
those foolish people.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
they had packed up,
and they left for the woods.
those troopers of destiny.
they had granola,
and million dollar hats.
those walkers of revival.
their minds were set,
and the Carmax glowed on their lips.
those trekkers of freedom.
their walking tour began,
and ended suddenly.
when their life was over.
where are the toys?
where is the hike?
where are the adventurous ones?
they didn't read the manual
Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth.
B-I-B-L-E
those foolish troopers.
those foolish people.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Prepare the fire!
The life, the changing, the sweet rearranging!
The death, The burning, The hell fires are churning!
His touch, His love, The heart flying higher!
The burn, Your turn, get ready for the fryer!
Prepare the fire!
The death, the stink, the maggots crawling over!
His heart, New start, His glory falling lower!
That grin, Those teeth, that breath of rotting flesh!
His face, His eyes, Your heart and His now mesh!
Prepare the Fire!
The smell, of Hell, You're coming to the fire!
It stinks, You writhe, He's calling you a liar!
Your soul, Is dead, And soon you'll join the rest!
Naked, Alone, The waves come to their crest!
Invoke the creed!
Prepare the fire!
Your death, last breath, You know your life is done!
Refreshing, for sure, to know the race is run!
An angel, shines brightly, He's taking you in hand!
You travel, To Jesus, And to the promise land!
Invoke the creed?
No! Prepare the fire!
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
The life, the changing, the sweet rearranging!
The death, The burning, The hell fires are churning!
His touch, His love, The heart flying higher!
The burn, Your turn, get ready for the fryer!
Prepare the fire!
The death, the stink, the maggots crawling over!
His heart, New start, His glory falling lower!
That grin, Those teeth, that breath of rotting flesh!
His face, His eyes, Your heart and His now mesh!
Prepare the Fire!
The smell, of Hell, You're coming to the fire!
It stinks, You writhe, He's calling you a liar!
Your soul, Is dead, And soon you'll join the rest!
Naked, Alone, The waves come to their crest!
Invoke the creed!
Prepare the fire!
Your death, last breath, You know your life is done!
Refreshing, for sure, to know the race is run!
An angel, shines brightly, He's taking you in hand!
You travel, To Jesus, And to the promise land!
Invoke the creed?
No! Prepare the fire!
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Hunter of Dark
nighttime sleeper
evening weeps and thinks
destruction nears and bleeds
nighttime sleeps
I am aroused by the new moon.
A lifeless circle of black.
I am aroused and awakened.
I am the wolf on the hunt.
No one sees my invisible shape.
I am the wolf in the shadows.
I am betrayed by the starlight.
The cosmos stretches dizziness.
I am deceived and detained.
I am the Nighttime-Lord.
King of Vampires.
I love the dark.
I probe.
nighttime awakens
hungry red eyes
search feel and probe
nighttime awakens
probe search
probe find
search probe
search find
find probe
find search
find you
capture you
captures you
i capture
i will catch you
i am vampiric
i am a form
i am a demon
i will catch you
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
nighttime sleeper
evening weeps and thinks
destruction nears and bleeds
nighttime sleeps
I am aroused by the new moon.
A lifeless circle of black.
I am aroused and awakened.
I am the wolf on the hunt.
No one sees my invisible shape.
I am the wolf in the shadows.
I am betrayed by the starlight.
The cosmos stretches dizziness.
I am deceived and detained.
I am the Nighttime-Lord.
King of Vampires.
I love the dark.
I probe.
nighttime awakens
hungry red eyes
search feel and probe
nighttime awakens
probe search
probe find
search probe
search find
find probe
find search
find you
capture you
captures you
i capture
i will catch you
i am vampiric
i am a form
i am a demon
i will catch you
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Dance into the darkness
All the while I stood there waiting.
All the time you sat debating.
Would you ask me for a dance?
You did not even cast a glance.
I died for you in your place.
I cried at your sinful disgrace.
So I get shoved now out of the way.
I see your promise fade into gray.
I've given all and still I give.
You've taken all and yet you live.
Apart from me, no care, no plea.
No need you ever see for me.
I'll cry all day you've lost the way.
I'll curse the day you disobeyed.
For even though I know you well.
That blatant sin sends you to hell.
"Father" I beg, "Have mercy please".
"On those refusing to dance with me".
"Cast them not out to the left".
"Father" I cry, "Your sheep I've kept!"
(Dream on you fool while ice grows hard.
Bridging their hearts into the dark.
Dark chasms yell tormenting screams.
On fallen children I will feed!)
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
All the while I stood there waiting.
All the time you sat debating.
Would you ask me for a dance?
You did not even cast a glance.
I died for you in your place.
I cried at your sinful disgrace.
So I get shoved now out of the way.
I see your promise fade into gray.
I've given all and still I give.
You've taken all and yet you live.
Apart from me, no care, no plea.
No need you ever see for me.
I'll cry all day you've lost the way.
I'll curse the day you disobeyed.
For even though I know you well.
That blatant sin sends you to hell.
"Father" I beg, "Have mercy please".
"On those refusing to dance with me".
"Cast them not out to the left".
"Father" I cry, "Your sheep I've kept!"
(Dream on you fool while ice grows hard.
Bridging their hearts into the dark.
Dark chasms yell tormenting screams.
On fallen children I will feed!)
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Temptress
Mirror of mire.
Dreamland despair.
Wonderful waste.
I call louder.
The Dragon comes.
She smiles on me.
Laughter.
Leering.
Lust and despair.
Smiles and smearing.
Destructive demise.
Cooperative Corruption.
I shout to the wind.
She comes swooping.
Bearing her chest.
With all her scales.
Yelling and looking.
Lost and befouled.
I attract this beast.
She tools my best.
My soul does baste.
I encountered my doom.
And then some.
She smiles.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Mirror of mire.
Dreamland despair.
Wonderful waste.
I call louder.
The Dragon comes.
She smiles on me.
Laughter.
Leering.
Lust and despair.
Smiles and smearing.
Destructive demise.
Cooperative Corruption.
I shout to the wind.
She comes swooping.
Bearing her chest.
With all her scales.
Yelling and looking.
Lost and befouled.
I attract this beast.
She tools my best.
My soul does baste.
I encountered my doom.
And then some.
She smiles.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Fun in Evil
You human kind dream
Of life so free and nice
When all you really know
Are feelings shod with ice
I know you more than you
I recognize you in sleep
Watching ever faithfully
A Kosmocrateraus is me
Fun is evil and the same
Is Evil fun for me
I cannot be the judge of sane
But Semjaza is my name
Fun in evil is my soul
And wretchedness is you
For I alone will hold you near
When Satan comes for you
Do not be deceived my love
From Christians and their hope
For decadence and sloth decay
are found on MTV
For I can't be the judge of sane
Azazel is my name
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
You human kind dream
Of life so free and nice
When all you really know
Are feelings shod with ice
I know you more than you
I recognize you in sleep
Watching ever faithfully
A Kosmocrateraus is me
Fun is evil and the same
Is Evil fun for me
I cannot be the judge of sane
But Semjaza is my name
Fun in evil is my soul
And wretchedness is you
For I alone will hold you near
When Satan comes for you
Do not be deceived my love
From Christians and their hope
For decadence and sloth decay
are found on MTV
For I can't be the judge of sane
Azazel is my name
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Indigo Dark Burn Part One
Angel bright flurried starflyer
Do you believe me?
*Angst smile*
Angel bright, wonder love.
I come from Bolivia... to here, to hear.
Do you believe me?
*Frustrated smirk*
Demon knight, wonder love.
I come from yonder, to find life.
I reach, I preach, I forget nothing.
I am infinity, I am the universe.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Angel bright flurried starflyer
Do you believe me?
*Angst smile*
Angel bright, wonder love.
I come from Bolivia... to here, to hear.
Do you believe me?
*Frustrated smirk*
Demon knight, wonder love.
I come from yonder, to find life.
I reach, I preach, I forget nothing.
I am infinity, I am the universe.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
falling into sin
I think that I feel like a zombie
all these years that I walk alone
I look for places i've never been to
give me something that I need
bet what it is I do not know
I kill for sunlight lusting for more
I feel life but am blind, deaf, dumb
Life death light dark you me them
temptation
Lift the Yuletide at the chorus
I am a zombie
A shadow of things that are
past and discouraged
I am kissing under the
mistletoe before she sees me
I want to taste her
I take bodies
behind house
and chew
yum
Where am I and why am I in this place...
...and...
...ohmygod...
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
I think that I feel like a zombie
all these years that I walk alone
I look for places i've never been to
give me something that I need
bet what it is I do not know
I kill
I feel life but am blind, deaf, dumb
Life death light dark you me them
temptation
Lift the Yuletide at the chorus
I am a zombie
A
past and discouraged
I am
mistletoe
I
behind house
Where am I and why am I in this place...
...and...
...ohmygod...
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Indigo Dark Burn Introduction
I search, and find nothing...
I soar the tides, I surf the winds...
Eternity moans and breaths unto me: nothing.
I shall continue, I shall find that lost desire.
I, Indigo, shall return.
Do you believe me?
You must.
*Evil Grin*
I know what you do not.
You will believe.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
I search, and find nothing...
I soar the tides, I surf the winds...
Eternity moans and breaths unto me: nothing.
I shall continue, I shall find that lost desire.
I, Indigo, shall return.
Do you believe me?
You must.
*Evil Grin*
I know what you do not.
You will believe.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Too Late
i lie awake
at night
and smell the ozone
burning from my heater
the
plastic melts and the
core cracks spilling
itself onto my carpet
it is still plugged in
melting my floor
catching it alight
i turn over i try not
to think about it too
much by now my floor is on fire
flames
licking the drapes
and my newspaper
the room is engulfed
and i
pull the sheets over
my head to avoid the smoke
but by now i am unconscious
due to lack of oxygen
the door explodes open
and flames race into the new-found
food-source
my bed is burning
my flesh is bubbling
my bones are charring
and the neighbors watch
like i watched
the world watches
Christians watch
I Watch
AND WE DO NOTHING
WHILE THE WORLD
BURNS FOREVER IN HELL ! ! !
just like my room
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
i lie awake
at night
and smell the ozone
burning from my heater
the
plastic melts and the
core cracks spilling
itself onto my carpet
it is still plugged in
melting my floor
catching it alight
i turn over i try not
to think about it too
much by now my floor is on fire
flames
licking the drapes
and my newspaper
the room is engulfed
and i
pull the sheets over
my head to avoid the smoke
but by now i am unconscious
due to lack of oxygen
the door explodes open
and flames race into the new-found
food-source
my bed is burning
my flesh is bubbling
my bones are charring
and the neighbors watch
like i watched
the world watches
Christians watch
I Watch
AND WE DO NOTHING
WHILE THE WORLD
BURNS FOREVER IN HELL ! ! !
just like my room
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Queer
'what was under the bed?'
he asked himself,
over and over...
all night long.
'what was in the closet?'
she asked herself,
under the covers...
all night long.
'what was in the basement?'
they asked theirselves,
up in their rooms...
all night long.
probably something queer.
but they never found out,
because when morning came,
they went out to play,
because it was spring.
but it was something queer,
later that night.
definitely something queer.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
'what was under the bed?'
he asked himself,
over and over...
all night long.
'what was in the closet?'
she asked herself,
under the covers...
all night long.
'what was in the basement?'
they asked theirselves,
up in their rooms...
all night long.
probably something queer.
but they never found out,
because when morning came,
they went out to play,
because it was spring.
but it was something queer,
later that night.
definitely something queer.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Risen Lord
Just as I am here now and forevermore,
So is Jesus Christ the risen Savior.
Both of my reasons I live my life for him,
Because of his love and my love for him.
The life you live is sweet but then gone.
Live it quickly or slow, but please the Son.
Pillars of strength are rivers of weakness.
In the light of the world without Jesus.
Your heart and your mind and your Spirits sight
Belong to God the Father and God the Light.
Earrings, make-up, fast cars, shopping malls, death.
Living in materialism and lostness and sin yet.
Grace and truth and love and faith and the word are
Alive and growing towards each other and towards us.
Everything in the world will one day perish
And all that will be left will be the invisible
Heaven and Earth will pass away,
But his word will never change.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Just as I am here now and forevermore,
So is Jesus Christ the risen Savior.
Both of my reasons I live my life for him,
Because of his love and my love for him.
The life you live is sweet but then gone.
Live it quickly or slow, but please the Son.
Pillars of strength are rivers of weakness.
In the light of the world without Jesus.
Your heart and your mind and your Spirits sight
Belong to God the Father and God the Light.
Earrings, make-up, fast cars, shopping malls, death.
Living in materialism and lostness and sin yet.
Grace and truth and love and faith and the word are
Alive and growing towards each other and towards us.
Everything in the world will one day perish
And all that will be left will be the invisible
Heaven and Earth will pass away,
But his word will never change.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Instructions in pentameter
One day there was a pink flower
And she desperately wanted to be blue
She held her breath for a really long time
And the pink became blue, and in turn... purple!
But then she couldn't breathe!
So she sighed with grief,
And thought "Oh well, I guess I'm pink."
...She then looked to the sky and wished...
"Maybe God will tell me why I'm pink!
And she looked to the tree to find
A note from her friend the tulip!
And it said: "If you were blue, I couldn't be,
because God made us all the way we are.
If pink became blue, there would be no more you."
And the pink flower smiled.
Lines 2-14 (evens) written by Mandie MacLean
Lines 1-15 (odds) written by Pauly
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
One day there was a pink flower
And she desperately wanted to be blue
She held her breath for a really long time
And the pink became blue, and in turn... purple!
But then she couldn't breathe!
So she sighed with grief,
And thought "Oh well, I guess I'm pink."
...She then looked to the sky and wished...
"Maybe God will tell me why I'm pink!
And she looked to the tree to find
A note from her friend the tulip!
And it said: "If you were blue, I couldn't be,
because God made us all the way we are.
If pink became blue, there would be no more you."
And the pink flower smiled.
Lines 2-14 (evens) written by Mandie MacLean
Lines 1-15 (odds) written by Pauly
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
One Christ
Fifty stout warriors clad in mail.
all wielding spears, waiting to prevail.
One hundred horsemen riding
their awesome beasts of war.
Lances shields and armor
shinning they adorn.
One thousand archers set
in an impregnable fort.
piercing careless soldiers
finding game to sport.
Ten thousand chariots gleaming,
ten thousand riders strong.
An army in an army,
so great alone the throng.
One million footmen ready,
with sword and shield and mail.
All ready for their death that day
or waiting to prevail.
One newborn babe, a precious boy
not a mighty man at all.
One God, One man, one Christ the lamb
stands more powerful than all.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
Fifty stout warriors clad in mail.
all wielding spears, waiting to prevail.
One hundred horsemen riding
their awesome beasts of war.
Lances shields and armor
shinning they adorn.
One thousand archers set
in an impregnable fort.
piercing careless soldiers
finding game to sport.
Ten thousand chariots gleaming,
ten thousand riders strong.
An army in an army,
so great alone the throng.
One million footmen ready,
with sword and shield and mail.
All ready for their death that day
or waiting to prevail.
One newborn babe, a precious boy
not a mighty man at all.
One God, One man, one Christ the lamb
stands more powerful than all.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
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