Best Integrated Poems
my feelers feel a moldy cheese wheel
to the dented and bitten side, slapping
pushing, thumbing down, break a chunk
and bring close to my eyes to take
a look. there are my brothers, they
look hither and see my eight thousand
eyes gazing upon squirming fatness
in the festering fuzzy fungus sauce.
not fit to eat or to discard, i hold
my brothers' home and look to the wall,
then to the floor, and to the ceiling
so mottled and cream. just a little less
viscous than their own abode, and
smelling similar. they have no eyes
or ears, but an instinct to wiggle and
squirm. so alike are we, my brothers in
the curdled gouda.
i devoured the wheel whole, for i hungered,
and was sated
Between us dwells the mighty flame
and host of prayers,
If there is a bond
why then you have bred so many obstacles to come near,
so I conceived you in my heart and soul
but not for the world of filthy races,
I believe if am standing here amidst the pantheon,
at least I’m blessed by my own allegiance.
I don’t need you just when I need you,
but I need you from the etymon of my essence,
Am not in the world of demon alone,
where races has built their expedient thrones,
its true you have got so many faces and so many names,
I don’t score you but bring me any one place,
where I can reach you all just conceiving my faith to God
but not avowing and distinguishing by the races and names.
Did you know that...
As my love breathes, I can taste your scent.
It flows into me on the air, as it rides the winds.
Us is what I trust.
We're a rhythm within a rhyme.
A sun that brightens the day.
An illumination from the moon that shines light on the darkest corners of life and it's shadows.
For love, for me..
I'd walk thru the rising fire,
And crawl inside the dancing flames.
Cover my eyes in burning coal.
Choke on the ashes, dust grey,
Just to be in reach of seeing your face.
And for the rest of time..
I'd endlessly go with you.
Next to me, by my side.
To live a life with you,
With you a life to live.
To build a new tomorrow...
Begins with the choices made today.
A catalyst for conviction.
To never let this fade.
Not even a single degree.
Forever in the moment,
Each moment for eternity.
Off of my lips the skin peels.
As I pray, we never lose our way.
Or stumble aimlessly with blind eyes.
And that we will always rise out from the twisted tormenters., the morbidly fake.
And away from the stench of those who have decayed.
You can trust in me...
You can believe that.
I'll never make a single promise.
Or utter words about out loud.
Give not even one vow.
To which I would not adhere.
I can't even spell the word betray,
let alone fling it around.
No more distraction exist...
Set forth with the purpose.
No more selfish inhibitions exist.
Set us on solid ground.
Cast aside the righteousness.
Cast aside their blinding lies.
Fill up the fake with dirt.
Then let him suffocate in water.
So they're the only ones.
Covered in filthy false pride.
My heart pulsing life...
My heart continually bleeds.
My heart it never fades.
Passion crawling on my skin.
Moving slow and sinking within,
My bones deep within.
For me, it seems...
That love is a fuel for my fire.
The darkest sweet desire.
A pleasant burning artery.
Veins with fantasy dancing.
On the tips of rising flames.
A selfless act.
A conscience thought.
A realm with reason.
A bullet buried in the center of the brain.
Together we connect with
Out of step see
Maybe mixed might may
It be that seed we plant
Informed reform rob unites
We see to be or nay say we
Claim too lame we disclaim a relevant
Release at these exchanges that
Open up at ease without
Need for rearranging
Lost we succeed too
Many other nights.
But last we yesterday. ..
And be what it just may
And back to my old shelf.
I work and plague for days.
Viewed differently than today
Claim to lame to disclaim.
No need release exchange
We see to be or nay.
Mixed up might may
But last we yesterday.
And be what it just may. ..
That ADHD got me judged unfavourably,
impulsive interactions, easily distracted,
attention bouncing behaviour unique to me,
the odd one out and always told
different people, same old...
self conscious suffering from a lack of control,
humiliation on the regular, bad feedback on the whole.
Every decision of mine made aware of,
self worth in decline,
others know the way I’m stood spare lost,
inferior by design
Following leaders who decide what they like,
submissive through need not judged wrong or right,
Go with the flow and fall into line ignoring my life
Accustomed to others wants more important than mine
Meeting demands would please and get thanks,
the responsibility wasn’t on me and not my plan,
Hiding in the herd safe unnoticed, my blanket,
thinking for me, nope that idea vanished
With age people see stature and status,
competitiveness shows us our places
And I follow the leader not to be hated,
But I must play now or be manipulated
Avoiding confrontation unless necessary
Some act aggressive never stressing me,
be submissive like a b**** is just let it be,
but I’m impulsive so I react aggressively
I will follow subtle leaders for praise
acceptance is what motivates
but be expecting of me and see rage,
My position is one that I dictate
Life is easy if I please, horrid if I lead,
Judgement worn weak, nothing to me,
put downs received, not bothered really
fake approval as a slave, all of it weak
The impact good or bad is just an opinion,
win people over behave for their pleasing,
others go against, upstage, ego feeding,
Both approaches give nothing I’m needing
I don’t rebel or adapt to play the game
The comparison of people for selfish gain
I won’t follow leaders pulling the chain
These mind game evaluations are so lame
My value is my happiness win or lose,
why you value approval leaves me confused
why you control others think it’s skill not abuse
Importance of social acceptance,
I simply refuse!
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First you get
Castigated.' Because they are?
Irritated.'
Next you get, indoctrinated through
Being educated.'
Then you'll be casterated
That gets you celebrated.'
Then you can, get trans-mutated
As truth becomes mutilated
Yet before all this goodness related
Can happen.' Did you get wormed?
And Hack-cinated.?
Only because juval haraani, needs to know??