NikoAmbiguous• Show poetry

"This appeared as a moral dilemma
Cause at first it was weird though I swore to eliminate
The worst of the plague that devoured humanity
It’s true I was vague on the ‘How’
so how can it be that you
have shown me the light?

It’s a brand new day
And the sun is high
All the birds are singing
That you’re gonna die

How I hesitated
Now I wonder why
It’s a brand new day

All the times that you beat me unconscious
I’ll forgive
All the crimes Incomplete, listen honestly
I’ll live
Mr. Cool, Mr. Right, Mr. Knowitall is through
Now my future’s so bright and I owe it all to you
Who showed me the light

It’s a brand new me
I’ve got no remorse
Now the water’s rising but I know the course
I’m gonna shock the world
Gonna Show Bad Horse
It’s a Brand New Day

And Penny will see the evil me
Not a joke not a dork not a failure
And she may cry but her tears will dry
When I hand her the keys to a shiny new Australia.

It’s a brand new day
Yeah the sun is high
All the angels sing
Because you’re gonna die

Go ahead and laugh
Yeah I’m a funny guy
Tell everyone goodbye
It’s a brand new day"

"Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog". Not as corny as it sounds.
Among my top all time favorite movies.
Watch it here: http://www.hulu.com/watch/28343/dr-horribles-sing-along-blog

Another few good movies (my favorites):
~Hard Candy
~SLC Punk
~Saved
~Benny and Joon
~Fight Club
~Sweeney Todd
~The Wall
~Crash (the one about people with a sexual obsession with car crashes, not the other one)
~Across The Universe
~Sin City
~Be Cool
~Pulp Fiction

A lil random in category, but all good. If you haven't seen them yet, do.
Really.


Anyways, as far as I go.. I write to express something, same as anybody I suppose..

Mostly I write rather structured poetry, but lately I've been giving free verse and prose a try. Not so sure that I'm the biggest fan, as per my OCD nature, but we'll just have to see..

Don't quite have an AP family yet, but definitely thinking of starting one.
Just don't get enough poetry in life..

I have a poem tattooed on my back,
written for me by a dear friend of mine.
It reads,

"Can you hear the martyr scream?
He's taken a bullet for his beliefs
See him now
On the floor he cries
Not of pan
Not of anguish
Hatred or woe
For none of these he cries
He cries for happiness
The saving of his queen
But look he stands to take another
Giving up only
Once his blood runs dry
A click is heard
The trigger is pulled
And with wide eyes
Can you hear the martyr scream?
If you can
REPLY."


Most of the subject matter of my poetry will be for those in my life,
not much else that awe-strikingly inspiring in my world right now..
My son will show up in my writing often enough..
He's the sun in my universe..
And the sunshine in my life.
My purpose.
My reason.
My Kestrel...



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