Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: ghazal

  • 20060725-What ‘Muck’!

    Eh?
    Your damn English is so bizarre!
    Who the hell do you think you are?

    Your thick accent is not too clear.
    Bad reception made you sound far.

    I don’t understand you at all.
    Your background life is from afar.

    I ended up taking your fall.
    This online love was not on par.

    Huh?
    Those same people think I’m your whore.
    I’ll just suck on this fine cigar.

    I don’t care for you anymore.
    My life plays on this sad guitar.

    My hope is gone. Your fear is near.
    Be free to roam with your past scar.

    I’m free and clear. I’m sorry dear.
    Be safe to drive in your fast car.

    What?
    You freaking ‘foreigners’ are weird.
    Don’t expect to get your pink card.

    I expected to touch your beard.
    My heart was free but now is hard.

    Those elites made us your users.
    The choice to share has left us scarred.

    Death awaits Flynn’s ‘love’, you losers!
    All your souls are looking quite charred.

    Fourth attempt at ghazal and dark (based on a hunch, you damn freaks!)…

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060723-Bankers Beware

    Bankers beware if you really care.
    Heaven insists that you must share.

    People suffer from pain and cry
    like those trapped in underground lair.

    Well paid tools, who play the bad guy,
    continue to live in despair.

    Pity those whose jobs is to spy.
    ‘God’ of men’s money do not scare.

    You should ask yourselves why you lie
    and wonder why life is unfair.

    You keep questioning as to why
    your answers are not always there.

    Truth is somewhere you can’t deny
    for most of you are unaware.

    Your hope is here when angels fly
    as God hears your loving prayer.

    When ‘All-Eye’ blinks, you may all die.
    Levels meet and part on the square.

    From here and now, Flynn’s says goodbye
    to her angel with long black hair.

    Third attempt at combining ghazal and dark (with hard to find rhymes)…

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060722-Guitar Gods

    Rock on! Guitar gods wherever you roam.
    I want your autographs. Please take me home!

    Burn my heart with your electronic toys.
    All hail guitar gods with metallic chrome.

    Make my ears bleed from your wondrous, loud noise.
    Bravo guitar gods with amplified ohm.

    Feed my dark soul with your heavenly joys.
    Behold guitar gods from the thunder dome.

    Kick start Flynn’s system from those lightning boys.
    Woo! Hoo! Guitar gods dripping with sea foam.

    Second attempt at combining ghazal and dark (from a groupie)…

    Author’s note: Do not attempt to play electronic guitars while in water. Combined images of sweat dripping from long-haired guys and Venus, the goddess of love, rising from the sea to symbolize the resurrection of my head banging days.

    Addemdum-10-02-2007: The inspiration for this poem is from a YouTube.com video entitled Pachelbel’s Canon (in D major) | Uploaded by quitar90 on December 20, 2005. The number of views so far is: 28,907,060. Rock on – dude!

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  • 20060720-Dog Gone!

    Begone! Oh, Love from my cold heart.
    Come! Oh, Death and silence my heart.

    Smile of beauty sweetly betrayed.
    Come! Oh, Death and silence my heart.

    Charm by magic crossly cheated.
    Come! Oh, Death and silence my heart.

    A thief of hearts bravely deceived.
    Come! Oh, Death and silence my heart.

    Men for love or money entrapped.
    Come! Oh, Death and silence my heart.

    First attempt at ghazal and dark (with of fine example of being damned)…

    Author’s personal note: I still HATE you all!

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.