Best Corruptions Poems
Upon revelation’s flight
Under Orion’s focus
I witness a fiery glow towards familiar horizons.
‘Tis no sunrise
It is a striking reality.
My saddened retinas witness monochromatic pitchforks,
Desolated screams,
Embellished declarations from misguided leaders
And self-made stallions riding into condescending sunsets
Without any earned punctuation to be taken seriously
A House of Eroded Representatives
A village of One
A village of souls
Pushing
Back
…
There was a home upon these well-worn landing strips.
This was my home.
But, these forged rooftops now taste
Withering, hurricane gusts of red velvet cake’s mold
Rusted nails forcibly detached from honored foundations
Unto egotistical coffins
The reality
Shining through meter-less corruptions
Comes full circle
Small doses of poisonous vendettas
Fed from tarnished, silver spoons
Echoes of Cuban Fidel
Lace elasticity of “open arms”
With onyx, unfiltered coffee drops
Coating infant’s petulant lip
Witnessing cotton-less sheep walking with listless fervor
Towards silenced, condemned “Noahs”
I signal pilot within my melancholic wisdoms
To redirect our flight
To a new horizon
To an unsheltered domain
Where even waterfalls still allow
Conducive verbiage to rise
Amongst the unabashedly meek
To a destination
Where stature is defined by all
Not by one
Where character
Is developed under accountabilities’ pen
Where high horses & curtained theatrics
Are the only victims of banned tomorrows
Where honor
Is still defined
Without deleted, impulsive banter
Where friendship,
Love,
Wisdom,
Memories,
Shine
…
Because
Things
Things are no longer the same
Things are no longer the same
Things are no longer the same.
©Drake J. Eszes
“And my ties are severed clean. The less I have, the more I gain. Off the beaten path, I reign.” –Wherever I may Roam by Metallica (my lifelong song)
Life’s subjects, the human beings having fallen…
into their own bottom wisdom of passing from being…
now seeking a solution within the crime of themselves.
Seeking high IQ’s found within their own natural corruptions…
great serpent spew. Woe unto the world of death’s back swirl…
to no avail of the greed of the parasitic seed. Death’s highest IQs'…
now spray the bitterness of serpent spews.
Woe unto death’s high IQ when comes into view Love’s divine IQ…
as Life’s high IQ transitions into view the principle of life anew,
Eschewing human concepts biding them adieu.
Lifting up the trumpet of the Zion of old... of olden scroll…
IQs fading from view of serpent spew…true coming into view…
biding death adieu, divinity’s lively IQ…. My happiness complete…
being in the lifting up of the Master’s lovely feet…
Selah
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by the time you've read this
i'm afraid our ships may have
already boarded i do hope
you are not to ravished about
our departure truly you and i both
know it tis for the best why going over
this blatantly i'm surely open
to explore other options
why the writer's block being stricken
with only notions above a sullen
romance novel my skin crawls
as my pen stroll over the pages
dainty an yet a more masculine style
as well not drawing to much fame
among what westerns might see
as lyrical cynical chants of breathless
panting i was being smothered
darning socks at old abe's cabin
all the fixings for boredom my mind
has marveled in more subtle
glory day's of war and peace and love
tainted you know full well tainted
only above corruptions sphere
what are we but man to fear not
human emotions as i blend morale
simplicity to bind just so while
summer continues setting over the niles
let us wave goodbye to august again
Let My Country Wake up and Bloom
On the Independence Day of India For 15th AUGUST 2010
O Almighty God,
I pray to you today on the auspicious occasion,
Of our country’s Independence Day.
Let my country wake-up and bloom,
Under the sky of freedom and prosperity,
While thinking, not only for the welfare of India,
But also for the well being of the entire world.
Let us show the world, that we not only believe,
In the theory of ‘The whole world is a family’
But we really care for it.
Make us more strong and benevolent,
Hard working, but generous,
Peace loving but strong enough to destroy those,
Who are trying to take the benefit of non-violence.
And are planning to spoil the peace of earth.
Give strength to my people to elect only those,
Who can show us a path of progress and humanity,
But not through the jungles of corruptions and absurdity.
Bless our people to elect only those,
Who are sincere and honest, brave and courageous?
Who may make my country a strong nation,
Give us strength to elect only those, who may
Save the Nature of this earth and may try
To make, the entire world a beautiful place,
To live with peace and love.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 14th August 2010
What civilization you do draw, man!
Enlightening some too little candles,
Beneath centuries' deep darkness is seen
Which is engulfing your own existence;
Humans degrade humans loosing devils
And sins of lust, murder, crimes, corruptions
Wars, violence, greed, hatred, all evils
Are enough to finish all perfections;
Leave me here in this hungry wilderness,
In this ferocious cage leave me alone,
I won't return to your shocking darkness
Which is spoiling my every bone and clone;
Where is human in your earth of animal?
Need find out but everywhere lives devil.
Oh Arise!
the city with wonderful natural resources
country where all are loyals
Country where peace and unity are our watchwords
leaders are serving in good manners
masters and servants are truthful to themselves
in seeing each other as brothers and sisters
children future are care for in parents' hands
fundamental human rights lives
country where thou gripe corruptions
education is the greatest for all of us
Oh Arise!
suddenly you become a changer
country where no one wants to be truster
what a quarter!
servant is not trustworthy to master
helpless is useless to the helper
parent is not faithful to the shaver
thy children are not surer
everyone now become a gamer
when will the future be brighter?
corruption reignth in thy pastoral
Oh Arise!
thy lie is thy precision
peace and unity is not fashion
fundamental human rights in consumption
shedding of blood is thy ambition
not even planning for the next generation
frivolous has taken our education
to be educated is not for misappropriation
different between truth and lie is truth use you intuition
let us try to be positive exception
arise to the positive direction
Oh Arise! to peace and justice oh ye nation
Oh Arise!
Some people spreading rumors
Talking about the illuminati
Saying it’s the new world order
Raising a lot of conspiracy theory
The way the world is today
A lot is left daze and confuse
So they come up these stories
Just to make their self amuse
The illuminati did exist centuries ago
But only for their own protection
From the powerful Roman Catholic church
To avoid arrest and persecution
The Roman Catholic Church theory
Is that around the sun the earth rotate
And until the church lost it powers
They enforce that philosophy without debate
The illuminati was group of intelligent minds
Respected scientists. And Philosophers
And if they don’t agree with church logics
They were prosecuted as witchcraft followers
Rumors of the New World Order as its call
About the Illuminati taking over the world
Was just to discredit the intelligent minds
And to stop then truth from being told
The Illuminati ceased to exist
After The Roman Catholic Church fall
Science could be pursued openly
And its finding can be reveal to all
The members of the illuminati at the time
Consist of the most brilliant minds in society
And the all swore to a life time of secrecy
Unlike these blabber mouths celebrities
Today we see a lot of fake groups
Claiming to be part of the illuminati
Rappers, singers, actors, and others
Claims to be part of this conspiracy
They say that the illuminati still exist today
Just to get you to believe it
So the more attention you give to them
It’s better for their financial benefit
The world has change so much today
Most people are free
Science and medical research
Is practice for betterment to humanity?
The animators of Walt Disney
Are using hidden sexual messages
And very hard to notice object
In movies that should of cause an outrage
But Because of the wealth and power of Disney
The news media don’t see the ripple in the wave
And that was never the intentions of Walt Disney
He must be rolling over in his grave
Yes the world is full of corruptions we know
But that doesn’t not mean the illuminati exist
As Simon cowell on American idol will say
To think that “is pure otter rubbish”
Gucci-Cabanna, Dreams, Drama's
doward spirals often inspire us
Defiant correspondances Deodorant
Radar Sattelite saop dope slip call it
Strict in my conduct Twist Just Trip
Shem don't forget about Noah
Miss Carolina Alabama Hammer New Mexican habbit
Hamock Comidians stand up Pearl Ceramic Tile
Shift Ivana I vain Ariata East LA California
Gilligan Skipper Aunte' Julianna
Previously who wrote that chapter
Signature series clarovoyance
Camoflauged like a sand dollar
Indulgent as the oragizer
Corruptions overtake me often
Subterfuge Sepmre Fidelis incorruptible Metals
Taken refuge under the shadow of The Almighty
!ONE} GOD is cloaked in Darkness
!TWO] Blue falls to the ungodly
!THREE} Red instigates images better left unmentioned
Bilingal undercovers interigations
Filibusters Capital Hill Critcal Underseiged
D.J. Damage disbelief often PE Public Education
Soccer Teams disbelievable Cheif of the Savages
DEbriefed Wicked Caskets
Lupe' Dupre' coupe' De' Fiet
Instunbal IRAQ Kuwait Chad
Brass Braced for betrayal
I come not to enlighten you
but in my way destroy;
embellishment of personhood
gives me such little joy.
The dark I bring on wings scarred black
shall blind the morning light;
No trace is left to levitate
humanity from blight.
Tell parasitic paranoids
who need to bleed their hate,
I am the Hydra coiled to wrap
around their garden gate.
I'll feed upon the multitude
your little bastard brood,
to satiate the darkest fate
of my eccentric mood.
This universe in multiples
(beyond redundancy)
where thoughts are bound to mind around
a new complexity.
The time has come to end the end
begun so long ago;
the human race is baseless space;
corruptions putrid flow.
And I have countless duplicates
who rival even me;
lips drip to sip your succulence,
a feast consumed with glee.
If could grasp this world within
the palm of your right hand,
you will not be released or free
to walk this worthless land.
It is a universal vice
I share with you this day:
All life will ebb in ember fires
turned cold and powder gray.
You ask of Poets in my world?
I say they all are ONE,
each moving like a metronome
until their verse is done.
You pass these perfumed days of rest
'neath flowers round your gate;
but wretched stink of old decay
enjoins Mephisto's hate.
I write my rhyme in verse to curse
and tease with soulless ease.
Perhaps I write to steal your fright -
we Hydras love to please.
Now count the words for I shall not
and you will find them true -
I RODE THE ROAD OBLIVION
IN RHYTHM RIDE TO YOU!!
Clean at hands….
We are light and airy utter.
We are poor also despair. We are differed much to rich in living ways. Poor are weak and bared with hands.
We are pan to hands. We will eat by mouths in hands.
Slums districts are dens and sinks. Kitchen sinks are needy life.
Some beset are poor with illness.
Sick in straits is very poor.
Humble man is poor and low.
All in that is nothing well.
Well of men are cadres PINKO also Hong kong commissioners.
Those would need the senses of good or shame.
Clean to govern all are must.
Pure as ascetic also all as common touches must always clean at hands and clean at minds.
Hong Kong Government Anti corruptions .organization is that as I.C.A.C commissioner scandals coming through is now.
I.C.A.C commissioner TOM HIM MING knows what to do.
However he had used a lot of ways to hide.
He had used the public moneys just to treat and serve some and those as china officers very well and fawning..TOM HIM-MING may be as other peoples known. He wishes to be promoted and boot to be incurred to be china congress man.
I.C.A.C is HONG- KONG famous desks with disciplines just for anti corruptions. For many years so awarded and famous are them. Most of us may thinks that all of them are upright also rectitude.
Whole of HONG KONG needs their helps.
Nabobs who bribery some are put in jails.
Police who bribery some are stirred and put in jails.
Officers stirred and put in jails.
--------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----
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I am crying for freedom; Yes, freedom, I am losing my value.
I was used as trade by barter and I lost my values,
you forced me into paper, my value depreciated.
For you to carry me about; you forced me into plastic- credit cards
What have I done to you?
I promised myself never to come back in the next world.
Crimes I committed not; I settled. When will you pay for your own crimes without dragging me to pay?
I became significant in the world of bribery and corruptions;
what have I done to deserve the cry in my heart?
Stay away from me; you that love me.
If I fly away; the voice of the poor saying into my ear: there's no money –“economic meltdown”.
Tell the rich to grant me freedom from wherever I am kept.
Yes Freedom! I paid for everyone’s freedom but nobody think of mine.
Until the poor start to fight for my freedom;
Their pocket will remain dried while the rich get richers.
War against the rich, and get me freedom once and praise me in your homes.
where are you money?
The poor cried. In the pocket and private banks, and savings in their homes; there I will be find.
The rich are the cause of my scarcity; Iam lonely in their private bank accounts , separated from the joy the poor.
Spill their blood and you will find me available again.
The rich are the root cause of all evil and not me –money.
Written by:
Pastor Emmanuel Brown.
I’m so sorry…
Hillary, but it is nothing personal,
And in saying this I am also merciful,
But with a bounty on your head,
Your campaign is dead,
And for that, I am truly thankful.
You see…
I am happy to see women held high,
But for you, that just does not apply.
You don’t seem naive,
So my biggest pet peeve,
Is why you stood by your husband.
To me…
When someone accepts such an indignity,
It leads me to believe they have malignity.
I’m not one to judge,
But if you're capable of such,
Then I think we're better off without you.
It’s not you…
It’s your attachment to Bill,
Just doesn’t seem right for Capitol Hill.
It makes you seem suspect,
And since we're on the subject,
Can we mention Travelgate?
I mean…
Were you pulling strings behind the curtains?
Of course, nothing we know for certain.
Except beneath that smile,
We sense something is vile,
Why don’t you just give it a break?
It’s sad…
Because it’s hard to tell who’s really cheating
When most of your ideas are very misleading,
Conspiracies of so much deceit,
It has all ended in your defeat,
And will continue again and again.
So please,
Hillary, won’t you please listen,
Our country, it grows in division,
Humiliation you'll save yourself from,
Because corruptions not welcome
In a country that we are trying to change.
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May, 2, 2019
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How hard my heart beat
When I remember the dead
How mysterious they left to rest
They surely passed through many tests
I wished they lived to their best
One minute alive, next gone like a cloud
A flower so fresh in the morning
Whithered in the night
Like the beauty of a woman
It gets no really younger
We are here for a little while
To disappear into the thin air
What a live living for others
What a record following the dead
To account for things done in the flesh
Our contribution to human race
And the corruptions in form of games
Today has gone, tomorrow comes
As he pleases, he spares our life
To make a change, to change our ways
For the dead, he gave no second chance
Night has come as he commands
Heart reflect what the brain thinketh
Do we think of what will remain
When you are gone, your work follows
Nothing is permanent so it is with our existence
Don't just stand observing
Race a finger to make a positive change
For that will surely be said of you when you are gone.
Faniyi James is a writer, a poet and a career trainer. #MrLegend. Good evening all
I find in a godless society
versed so to speak openly correct
truth always becomes the first casualty aborted
It comes under attack with twisted views
heartless beings cursing every good value upside down
whom use vulgar words in order to silence the true facts
Craving acceptance pride filled bullies
condemning souls through their wickedness of deeds
displayed boastfully ignorant goats
Taking away rights it is where it all begins displacing people
stripping us into the core of sanity where hope is lost virtues
focusing on those without sin making them feel dirty for having a choice
A communist state of affairs under lawless acts hide stupid apes
has now entered our modern day democracies underhanded failures
baffoons filled with corruptions sins rotten to the core exist
4/21/22
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Greed I see and spy it
No need for me to hide it
What I seek, still can't find it
If I'm curious about it, I'll try it
If I want it, I'll buy it
There's no need to deny it
THC I always light it
I'm always the drunkest and the highest
I've been
Blinded
And misguided
Yet still one of the nicest
It's not always two-sided
Maybe, I've been a fool, and slighted
In areas that are blighted
Corruptions lingers on, little if any wrongs being righted
The path no longer clear or lighted
Endlessly people remain divided
Despite it
Does no good if I quit
Why b****
And always feel some type of way by it
Always sensed a slight shift
As soon as night hit
Like a firework leaving the sky lit
In ultraviolet
They put out the bait, but I don't bite it
Many couldn't resist or fight it
At times in order to survive it
Was a close call and tight fit
Believe me, you'll just get swept out with the tide if
You try s***
It all could impact the climate
Can't just stay quiet
Always making a scene, causing a riot
Then quickly turning violent
You either do or don't mind it
I stay silent
It all used to make me quite sick
But now it just gets brushed aside quick
Like a flip of the light switch
Still got the touch like Midas
Yet going through a crisis
If I slip
Then I'll be lifeless
It's just the prices
Of having dangerous vices
When it all no longer suffices
Trust me life is
Full of surprises
Still so caught up on devices
Yet never making sacrifices
No wonder opportunity rarely arises