Evan Histed

Evan Histed Poems

Shes the one Id like to meet,
The Girl from my First Star seen,
But the nights been full of clowds
to dark to see,
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Pink rain fell on the matador's hat

As the bull she'd slain lay beneath her feet
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The sun creates an apathetic soldier
Who travels on as if they have no mind
Beat and burned till turned blood red
No man escapes his ever present watch nor wrath
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nostalgia is a crime

that locks away your heart
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How beautiful it shines
It’s deep and mysterious
We can dive in and explore
But we’ll never know
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Why does the shinning paladin

Paint his armor black with sin?
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300 thousand light-years from now,
300 thousand light-years from then,
On a star not so far from them,
An entire civilization’s
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I have inside
A pit that grows
Where rats build nest
And fade from sight
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It hurts where it shouldn’t
It hurts when it shouldn’t
It’s sad when it shouldn’t
It’s not cool when it should
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The stars are always so far away,
even the one that warms you.
Will there ever be a day,
where the light won’t be new?
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I need a new path
cause this one's killin’ me.
Something to release,
all my pent up energy.
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Do you feel this too?
Why don’t you know the cure?
Just make it all stop.
It’s what I tried to do.
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A melting knight
Iron hot with heat
Hidden well away
Hoping he doesn’t stray
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Inside that drawer
I see the things
That burn my pain
And I hide the shame
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Just a game or two
Felt tips and blue chalk
The balls flew
Crashing with balk
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I decided to take a lesson
From a book called living in the present
And I figured that if today is my last
Then I’d better stay I love you
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I've heard the birds sing late at night.
I've heard the birds sing before the dawn.
I've heard the birds sing while it rains
But, come the storm
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Slowly falling, drifting down
Descending in a cloud
Softly, simply, red they came
Choosing here, a barren plain.
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An I am, the most destructive thing, in my environment
Yeah I am, the most destructive thing, in my environment
An when, it ends, you know it was me, even through you words
An when, it falls, you know it was my fault, I set the ground down
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Evan Histed Biography

Life is a thesis statement named Ralf My new name is Ralf, Ralf Tiffany Sanders I was born in Udaho. When I was born I kissed the doctor and made her blush, my mother knew from that point on she wouldn’t be able to take care of my needs so she sold me to a hooker a day after I got out of the big house aka the place where the mass majority of civilization starts, the hospital. It’s funny how we all are born in the same place “a hospital” the most common half wit answer a person will give when asked “where were you born? ” Janna is one of the few who will actually say “Elizabeth City”. I was dancing on poles when I was three. The crowds adored putting baby food on my nipples and I would tickle them with baby bottles in return. The late nights with spiked milk hardened up my gums and I would sometimes put shows on the street biting through steel bars and then seeing how big a bubble I could blow from the snot in my nose. The crowds favored the skills I had on the corner so I often had to fight for my territory from the women who thought I was a threat to their business, which was a legitimate fear considering that well frankly I was better than any of them could ever dream to be. When I was three and a half some bitch dislocated my hip; she thought that it would put me out of business but I put my new abilities to use. Basically I could increase my flexibility by throwing my hip out of joint and then to get over the pain I would increase the vigor of my thrust… when I was four I killed my mother, she forgot to bring home the liquor. I was a calm child; my poker face was superb! Unfortunately I went too far one day when I got a straight flush of hearts and knocked up the Dergods boss’ sister and girlfriend and mother. When I was six I decided that I wanted to find my real parents not the mother I capped in the face. To my surprise my parents were two country hicks Luke and Janna. My mother Luke left my punk dad about the time when I was fishing singles out my G-Diaper. Janna said that my mother was dead but I saw her (Luke) banging him (Janna) two days before I formally introduced my self. They were in a tree surrounded by a huge crowd going at it like beast from Mars or Uranus… they finished and tried to fly over the crowd but failed miserably and ended up killing an innocent bystander. Dad I found out was a compulsive liar who couldn’t stomach the truth that he was NOT a raging alcoholic who beat me obsessively and murdered my pig mother. My aunt Will swore up and down that he restated his thesis but ended up destroying his future with a few misplaced words… dad swore that Will was a jackass born from a spider monkey who won thirty thrifty disco worlds and lost the thirty first because he became a man, and could no longer sleep with the judges… I’m kinda inclined to actually believe what dad said. “thesis statements are supposedly important, however, I find that I usually change my thesis statement after I have written the paper… because the paper has nothing to do with the thesis statement… yay Procrastination Distractions Tangents Awesome dreams Lol Vivid dreams Yay”-Amy Baek)

The Best Poem Of Evan Histed

First Star I See

Shes the one Id like to meet,
The Girl from my First Star seen,
But the nights been full of clowds
to dark to see,
left blind no light for me,
a black sweater pull over the night sky
and Im not wishing anything.

Till She came along,
Star above now Star on earth,
Took my hand,
went for a ride,
and we just watched the world spin by,
like two diamonds in the sky.

the Heavens open wide,
and In the cold black sky,
Stars once more begin to rise,
Smiling, it seems upon my wish.

But I fear tonight I made
another wish, a prayer from my broken lips,
will the stars above reclaim
the one that seemed to fall toward me,
or can my silent protest keep,
that which be so dear to me,
will this gift, this chance persist,
or shall it fly, a comit on the winds,
a falling star seen not caught,
travling through this timeless void.

She's the one Id like to meet,
a wish that travels mindlessly,
never caring when it lands,
how long it stays, nor if it mends,
for likely she shall leave again,
Once more to be,
First Star i See...

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