Poetry by the Martian King

To say idiot
a slap in the face.
To say smart girl
get a beer.
The lie is reward,
Truth is punishment.
So much for honesty.
Honestly I do not give a damn,
when reason speaks,
the world falls silent
and laughs, defiant.
We are not logic
machine-man.

Until we never meet again
Smiling, smashing, smiting, secluded,
Torn, twisted, teased, tormented,
Vile, villainous, veracious, vain,
wailing, waning, wacky, wrinkled
old man in the mirror.

Flawed human
Born into a perfect world
Balanced and secure
With loving parents
Disease? Always a cure
Grow up happy
the mind falters
there is no perfect world
no glimmer of purpose
only the absence of life
still born and flawless
absolute solitude
no voice in the river
crying out for life
passing by
a broken lullaby

The always wonderfull nightshade and me had another EPN! This is the result.

I hear no voice
The sound is silence
The strength is faded from words
the message though still clear
in writing, we nerds
Never give up, persevere
EPN, we are here
The voice of Night
always there, perfectly clear

The Miller
The mill works hard today
Wheat to bread and food
It needs to get underway
Rich folk

...

Sake, a shot of whisky,
A bottle of wine and some beer
Makes some a little frisky
and while you think it's perfectly clear
no one thinks of you as sober,
when you speak of the grain
that always falls in October.
Even though you make no sense,
you still manage to steal a kiss.
and take away the girls innocence.

Or maybe not you reminisce
when awoken in the early morning.
She came strongly onto you
...