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The Malkavian..Part 1

The Malkavian..Part 1

His mind has all the meaning of a madman that is screaming
Tortured and tormented, a life lived to be lamented 
His family, drained and defeated, finally retreated 
Leaving him believing that he was beyond redeeming 
The doctors sent in talked of hope and healing  
The drugs administered only made him more demented  
Cementing the feeling, that his life is just an echo 
Of the endless, timeless, all consuming screaming 

His best friend is a dis-proportioned bird appropriately named Buddy 
Who’s monotonous motion in drinking is somewhat soothing to his being 
Though not potent enough to stop the persistent pounding of the screaming 
Often he stared into the emptiness of nothingness contemplating the beauty of its 
existence 
Only to find his mind is drowning in a confounding conundrum he can’t quite define 
It's hard to be philosophical when your mental testicles haven’t dropped to the appropriate 
level 
So sometimes he whispers tongue twisters until his brain blisters 
Madmen mask madness in mindless task of mass mayhem 

It was easy for him to pretend to be prim and proper 
Just a mask to don in order to dupe his doctor 
Circumventing the system that couldn't’t save him 
He was as he always had been and would be 
In constant pain and agony with no desire for sympathy 
Just in need of some freedom from his prisons and medications
Meditations and mantras had given him a sentiment of a design
On how to inhibit the screaming and maybe even end it
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Four years preparing and plotting the perfect moment of promise 
A fire formed from a single flame fueled by an accelerant 
Raced through the halls up the walls and killed all the residents 
Eighty-eight inmates and staff burned alive in what seemed like and instant
Such little time to search through the bodies looking for a single person 
He found her on the fourth floor clinging to the bathroom faucet 
He lost his virginity to the burnt corpse of nurse Denise 
And to his amazed mind he was astonished to find the  screaming was silenced
 


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The Apple Of My Eye

She has freckles laid on her angelic baby skin 
creating hypnotizing patterns
like pieces of exotic rubies scattered 
on silk made by the queen of silkworms

Her exuberant eyes glisten with innocence
Her pupils dance like the brush of a painter
gentling putting the last touches on a masterpiece
to look at them makes me maudlin
like looking at old pictures of me in heaven

Her eyelashes are longer than the Mississippi river
they flutter like a butterfly flying over the 7th heaven

Her natural red lips are a rose in full bloom
bewitching every creatures’ attention 
with its dazzling mellow tone
When she smiles,
You can smell hearts melting
You can hear seas singing
You can see souls slowly flying
You can witness heaven’s gates opening

Her hair is a river of rare raw gold 
Her hairs move by the breeze
And draw waves in that river 

She almost has a halo
Her steps are well placed like bricks on a railroad
To look at her puts everything around me on snail mode
My heart almost stops when I talk to her like I’ve seen a pale ghost
She’s the apple of both of my eyes!
I will make sure not to die, ‘till our knot ties


By Abdessamad Aadoui A.K.A Armando Wiseguy


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Roundhouse Runs

Black squirrels bound skewways
from the house, shadowshifts
falling darkly on 
dusty white autumnal
snow. Paw prints run

makeshift memories soon 
snowed over. Leaping
on tree trunks they wind their
way upward on paths of birch
bark in quick roundhouse runs.

I watch them go from
a seat by the door
and eavesdrop on the
dripping eaves trough. Icicles
hang like stalactites
and
drip
their
dew
onto
the
driveway.

The heater blows dry
air over my face as
dust rides recirculated
draft flows and floats upward
in a beam of magnetic

light. A thin frosting
of human sloughcells
settles on the windowsill
in a regiment I
attack with the duster

before they regroup and
resettle. Single cells
born of a single self. I 
pace circles on the
fading cream carpet.


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Stink Thinking

Poem by: Mr. Ronald Watson
Sep. 13, 2012
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Stinking Thinking

Stinking thinking/ it leads to drinking./
What moisten the soul without an inkling?/
Unto making a wild left turn /while the right signal light were blinking./
Within a mild mix of rice, hops, and barley,
Since/ it is too much laugher at a karaoke party./
How Elvis sounds like,/ a broken Bob Marley?/
Now it’s as if,/ inhibitions are lowed/
Frozen in time/ and slipping far out of control./
As intuitions of minds does loathe,/ as such weariness echoes for tomorrow./
Yet,/ a stinking breath that smells just as death/ and it's where all funky asses dwells./
Though/ all hung over /and unjustified to flinging heavy heads into that porcelain king,/ 
Even this is a sight for red sore eyed Kings!/ 
It is an aftermath of ravishing through them royal purple cloth bags./
So/ afraid to admit that shallowness slowly drags!/
When,a sense of clarity which will just admit it.
That stinking thinking is difficult to kick, but
One day at a time, it is the only way to shine, or get fixed.  

Thank youMy Poetry on PoetrySoup
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Untitled

Dark dull dawn
Sunset sad silhouette
After you’re gone

Pricking pain persists
Grief getting gross
You, still in dreams exist

Lonely long life
Sinking Spirit Subsists
Where, respite lies


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' The Moon's Pilgrimage ... '

Moon’s Pilgrimage … Across The Sky To Praise
The Maker and All His Wondrous Ways
Moon’s Pilgrimage … Rises High, In Grace
Yet, Still In A Humble – Pilgrim’s Place

Moon’s Pilgrimage … Will Not Betray
All The Moonlight, GOD Lets Display
Tho’ She Moves In His Cosmic-Stage-Play
From His Theme-Theatre, She Will Not Stray

My Pilgrimage … Thru Deep, Dark Space
With Silver-Wings and Beams, I Chase
The Unknown and Known Questions Raised
Will Be Answered, When The Maker Says …

My Pilgrimage … To Touch Heaven’s Face
That Beauteous, Elusive, Mysterious Trace
Borne At The Blessed-Beginning’s Base
My Pilgrimage … Takes Me There To Pray …

My Pilgrimage … Takes Me There To Pay –
My Vows, My Voice, In Vesper-Vase
As This Moon, Is In Harvest – Phase
And Beams Brighter Now … Tho’ Slanted-Gaze

… The Moon … Glowing Ochre-Gold Or Silver
The Moon … Is Making Pilgrimage, Remember
The Moon … Is Trying To Help Deliver
Lost-Souls, Who Can Not Find … Moon River …

… Moon’s Pilgrimage … Keeps Steady Pace
Even Climbing Thru Dense, Cloudy-Lace
Moon’s Pilgrimage … Is Like A Dance, That Sways
Moon’s Pilgrimage … Into The Night’s Embrace … …


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NO MORE NEXT TIMES

The whole house was dim
Only the oven flames burning
We couldn't find you
Our blood began  churning

We scoured each room
Our heartbeats are yelling
To find you alone
Deranged and  repelling

You stink of poison 
It seeps through your skin
An odor so potent 
So easy to pin

I smell the resin
Of two day old sweat
Your eyes somehow open
With no signs of regret

A vision of a junkie
No more and no less
To weak to confront it
Just claim duress

Your cheeks sunken deeply
Thinned to the bone
Straggly haired
A look made of stone

Lips dried to crust
Feverishly dehydrated
Spoke like a child
Eyes blank and dilated

The sirens grew closer 
You resisted the aid
I promised you solace
But you can’t be afraid

A few hours later
You were awake
I begged of you
To know what’s at stake

You created two angels 
That will surely turn sour
Blame it all on yourself
Its their souls you’ll devour

When the urges arise 
Remember the day 
We found you alone 
JUST A HEARTBEAT AWAY


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By Daylight View (Alliteration)

Spring showering shores
rabbits running round in amusing 
the glitter great glacier
been sparkle spends slightness by branches
wind witnesses willingly be affections
In reflection raised recreation. 

And sense a rat, small the tale it
Running stopped by  the torso as hulking.


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To Conceive and Let Go

You lay down with a man 
For the very first time
Unknowingly conceive a child
That will soon die

And now you can’t figure out why
You didn’t make him wear protection
So you wouldn’t end up pregnant
And to save your body from infection

Now this child who deserved a chance
Will die before become a fetus

You could have taken care of that child
Or given it to family you could trust
But this one night 
Of infatuation and lust

Brought about unplanned pregnancy
But you choose not to
Face up to your responsibility

You go and abort this child 
Without thinking twice
But you know in your heart
That its just not right

You’re only sixteen
But what does that mean?

You were old enough to spread your legs
And old enough to have a man in your bed
But can’t take care of a child
You had without being wed

So because of your naïve childish ways
Your baby never got to see
The light of one day


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Life

I don't know what to think,
cuz trust me life can be really mean,
It doesn't take it easy on you,
Just because you don't know what to do,
Life is hard to deal with,
And it took me a long time to get it,
But you still will never truly understand,
But you just have to play your hand,
Sometimes i feel like no matter what i do good or bad,
Either way i feel damned,
cuz i believe that before we got sent to earth god already knew our hand,
He put people here to test us,
And guess what,
We big time messed up,
and now the world as we know it is about to be done....


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Winter Wings

~FALLING, without winter wings~

CC
My mind sometimes goes there, somewhere, nowhere,
amongst the shooting shining stars, floating like in a womb, yet not afraid,
free falling flakes, weightless – wondering why, where
from the highest branch I lost my grip gasping, grasping
and tumbling hopelessly DOWN AND DOWN DEEP… into the unknown

PD
DOWN AND DOWN DEEP, I allowed myself to fall like a raindrop,
landing a little like winter, holding my breath, above the mountaintop,
a tremble brought about by the breeze, losing myself completely,
Wandering in welters of wasted words, into the fire of all my torrid tears,
I slip into despair into the cold, a chilling fall, after LETTING GO…

CC
LETTING GO was the hard part, the horrid heartbreak, it always will be.
We had climbed so high, so high we had to come down
and as we stumbled we slipped we slid, slowly away from one another
because we had lost ourselves, our own identities.
My journey now must be to like -- LOVE MYSELF AGAIN.

PD
LOVE MYSELF AGAIN, a never-ending task.
Holding on to what was and always will be a falling star.
Wishing, the wind would lift us up and put us back were we belong.
Sinking, dipping, dropping, and drowning with the sea,
A path I seek when I find myself losing grip of reality.

A Collaboration
By;PD


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Life is like a puzzle

Life is like a puzzle
The cannon cannot move
Without it paddle
Create this words
and that is what to say
Create this path 
And that is the way
Being truthful is righteousness
And that leads 
To freedom and happiness
And wickedness brings violence
For one thing leads to another
The sunny weather
Brings about the rainy weather
The failure of man
Is his down fall
If you throw a ball
Towards a wall
It bounces back to you
You shall surely reap
What you sow
If you do not 
Think of enslaving me
There wont be a slave
For bad imagination
Is negative perception
And positivity is perfection


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Another Tomorrow

                       Why me God? 
                          Why must you call me home now?
                          This is not fair.
                          This can’t be right.
                          I want more life.
                       Why can’t I have another tomorrow?


                       Why me God?
                          I have endured what was dealt to me.
                          I have suffered.
                          I have felt loss and sorrow.
                          I am no stranger to pain.
                       Why can’t I have another tomorrow?

                        
                       Why me God?
                          I know I am no Saint.
                          I know I am not perfect.
                          I did the best I could.
                          I always tried to do the right thing.
                       Why can’t I have another tomorrow?


                        Why me God?
                            My time here was way to brief.
                            Why can’t I stay a little longer?
                            My family still needs me.
                            Why do you summon me now?
                         Why can’t I have another tomorrow?


                         Why me God?
                             Why can’t I have another tomorrow?
                              No more pain to endure
                              Unconditional love
                              Absolute freedom
                          Oh God! …Now I see the light.


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Dot To Dot

Dot Dot Dot,
The solid block,
Injected like a shot
The time will knock.

Play the part,
As a characters life,
Flow with words from the heart,
Making an extra strife.

It's the tic to the toc,
Out of the box,
The door to be opened; unlock,
For success is sly; fox.

From a view to the next,
People are moving,
A phone call or text,
They cope with new meaning.

Pulling apart the foundation
Peeling down the outside,
It may be a vacation,
But it's about the length to hide.

As the relaxation is sinking in,
And the pieces are put into place,
Take a second and grin,
As the surroundings do hold grace.

All over from the West to the South, 
In a similie to a rule,
With us as people to use the mouth,
To speak the past and wisdom being fuel,

So never take a break,
The shock of an opportunity will hit,
What's to loose or at steak,
When you do everything to make yourself lit.

Back to the dots,
Know there is an infinite count,
Undoing the knots,
To make the rope mount.

Open-mind and open-knowledge,
Open book to find evidence,
As the sides a ridge,
Don't put up a guarded fence.

Blocking out,
Gives less chance for that goal,
Go now and shout,
And go play your favorite characters role.


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Hey Boo

Take a look,
Into my eyes,
Chapters to my book,
No needed lies,
Trust me please,
I’ll bring you near,
A shiver; a breeze,
An imagination pure.
Gentleman style,
Falling down with desire,
Please stay awhile,
The flame to my fire.
Two sides to the half,
A perfect fit,
A smile shines; laugh,
Knocked down; hard hit.
The pebble to steal,
To set oneself a side,
Is this real?
Wanting to hide.
Hey boo,
I may never tell,
How I feel too,
Keep all well,
You remind me,
Of the princesses’ lost shoe,
A fantasy I see,
Holding onto hope-for me and you.


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My Life

I live a crazy life
When my memory seems to be losing weight
When everything around me seems scary
Like an enemy confronting me with a knife

My life is like a confused sheep 
That is left in the desert
In search of its own family
In order to keep its peace stable and deep

My life is like a toy
Played around by a small child
When my mind is only used
In return with miseries, instead of joy

At last I've found my peace
The sheep have got its family
The toy was threw away by the child, and settled in peace
And recovery remains my hope !

By N.H Kandjimi
  


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If You Want it, Get It

If you say you CAN. Then you CAN. 
{{as simple as that}}. 
Where are your thoughts at? 
{{The new days up to bat.}}
Each a team mate- each a player,
Each a different flavor; a different layer,
Don't just be talk,
Keep your head up and walk the walk,
What makes that person have a chance?
The fact that they chase their dreams that started with one glance. 
Ending with a passion,
Leaving behind positive energy and compassion.
If you want it GET IT,
If you want it submit it,
Keep the motto everyday,
Choose which words you lay,
As the universe is a thought,
Who you become is what is brought,
Brought with desire to learn,
Never getting lost; always back to return,
You’re the next up,
Baking ingredients in a measuring cup,
Ingredients made up of your own,
Only remembered- by what was shown.


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The Tree Of Life

Life is like 
Planting a seed
It grows strong roots 
so that it firmly stands
It branches spreads
Through the skys
It takes time to grow
And bears fruits 
Which satisfies many hanger 
Even from generation to generation 
But a good seed
Planted on a bad soil
Fails to germinate
A seed planted needs
The air, water, light 
Time, care and protection 
Before it can be cultivated 
for nothing comes 
Out of the blue moon 
You don't plant olive tree
And reap grapes 
You shall surely
Reap what you sow


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A MEANINGFUL DESIRE

 A MEANINGFUL DESIRE

Human nature is never satisfied
temporal fulfilments we evaluate and try
these things may serve their use
inexhaustible riches we so oft’ confuse

 generous gifts are open-handedly bestowed
our appetites are whetted—seldom slowed
contentment remains an elusive pleasure
stubbornly we pursue all earthly treasure

our fun-filled ,self-styled life—insane
wearily penetrating absurdities of life—inane
negating souls try unearth significance –require
eternal cravings provide--solitary meaningful desire



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Cheater's Chair

A destructive dance indeed,
betwixt the two we bleed.
A bellowing, bloody abate,
this stale, seductive state.

Simple, senseless steeds,
jealous fires feed.
Perjuring petty plights,
demons do delight.

A crimson, cheaters chair,
awful angers air.
No trust, truth or taste,
wallowed wantons waste.

Envious, eager eyes,
rejoicing a wrathful rise.
Coveting, careless couth, 
yesteryear's eager  youth.


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day delivers dawn

delicious days devoured
slip softly to silent slumber--
day delivers dawn



 


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War has come , War has come

War has come , war has come,
My home once a gem of beauty , to fires and rage it succumbed,
Powerless i watched , the desolation of man
How evil overwhelms and greed robs one of all sense
Day by Day loved ones fell,
Till our lives became nothing short of hell,
I prayed in silence fearing my inevitable doom,
For the grim reaper lays in wait ,
Thus i have resigned to my fate..

The morning sun arrived,
With the heavens granting me another day,
The screams have gone silent , with no presence of tyranny,
I run through the village searching for a sign of hope,
Till my legs grew weary and my vision grew dim,
I muster what strength i have,
Refusing to become a victim of fate,
Footsteps i hear , approaching fast,
Men with weapons with black souls drenched in hate,
As i look into the eyes of my executioner ,
with the certainty of death,
memories of my life flash , as i take my last breath,
War has come , War has come


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A slave country


Slaves has limitations 
In their thinking and actions 
Their life is full of 
Poverty and illiteracy 
They don't have a reason of life 
So they cherish vanity 
They don't know their right 
So do not know the cause to fight 
They see nothing wrong 
Even though they are into 
Oppression and affliction 
They see themselves inferior 
And see others to be superior 
So they don't have respect 
For their own kind 
They search all their life 
And there is nothing to find 
They rely on others for feed 
For they can not satisfy their need 
They work all their life 
Without gaining nothing 
For they think 
They will die and go to heaven


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Today is a good day to have a good day

Today is a good day to have a good day
One more opportunity was given, the sunlight stroke your face
Appreciate; play with life as if you were to play with clay

There’s love in people as there’s water in a bay
A good laugh, a wise advice, and one thousand more verbs
Today is a good day to have a good day

One alphabet, twenty-seven letters, infinitive wise phrases to say
Words, sentences, more powerful than a nuclear weapon
Appreciate; play with life as if you were to play with clay

When days get dark and cold, we pray
Hopefully next day will be a new beginning
Today is a good day to have a good day

Gentle gestures to needed people must spread like a spray
To the train of happiness will lead
Appreciate; play with life as if you were to play with clay.

And you my friend, who is in agony pain
Your future depend on yourself
Today is a good day to have a good day
Appreciate; play with life as if you were to play with clay.


	


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Teach Them to Trust

Thoughts travel tenaciously through tunnels 
Taking torpedoing trains to transcend time
Tempting tongues to talk to tittle tale
Twisting the truths in tones that tire

Telling trifling tit-bits that titillate
Transgressing tolerance that threatens
the tranquility that tension transports
Transforming trust transposing trepidation

These thoughts translate to treachery
Trespassing temperance taxing temerity
Terminate these turbulent trivial tributes
these trademarks they traffic tragedy 

Teach themes that target the truth
Tutor those to try train them to tolerate 
Treatise the triumphs that transpire
Transcript the treatment therapeutically