Best Intoxications Poems
Egyptian flavours
Candie's; chaste
Marshmellows
Delicious
Autumn's shaved
Ice French vanilla
Cream; covered in
German soft milk
Chocolates
Virgin Italian
Cherries; soaked
Coconut rum
English toffee
Pineapple bits
Melting
In our mouths
Swirling intoxications
Asian strawberries
Spanish caramels
Candie's
African mints
Dipped, in Autumn's
Native cream.
Egyptian; Candie's
Chaste marshmellows
Delicious....
Autumn's shaved ice
French vanilla cream
Covered with, German
Soft milk chocolate's....
Virgin Italian cherries
Soaked; coconut rum
English pineapple bits
Melting in our mouths
Swirling intoxications....
Asian strawberries
Spanish caramel
Candie's; African mints
In, Autumn's native cream....
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...."Sweet Banana Splits" ~
Anomaly Prodigy
Date: Thu, Nov 5 2015 at 2:33 AM
I see some still stuck in the "Matrix"
Meanwhile I'm still up against "Agents"
Zion fully ain't "Awakened"
While Zion waiting for the "Awakening"
Biblical "Prophecies" in "Revelations"
I'm the "Anomaly" "Prodigy" with a "Destination"
My "Philosophy" of another "Generation"
My "Oddity" keeps me "Separated"
This "Democracy" is "Monopoly" Orchestrated
It's "Poverty" "Economically" "Frustrations"
Founding Fathers was "Freemasons"
They not my Father I'm from Another "Nation"
I'm a Real American I'm talking "Natives"
Ancestors Swayed on "Slave ships"
Israelites I'm from the Line of "Jacob"
Best of both Tribes in me "Created"
It's a reason why we still "Segregated"
I can't March or Protest cause I would want "Confrontation"
It's only one way out the "Mazes"
My Heritage been "Undertaken"
You know how many Tribes with Semetic "Languages"?
About 1,500 to 2,000 "Estimated"
I got different Genetics in me "Formulated"
My "Occupation" is kind of "Complicated"
Can't fall for these lies "Indoctrinated"
Can't Brainwash a Brain that's washed from the "Intoxications"
I see why my Father named me "Elevation"
Imagine if i stayed in school an used the "Education"
Caught on to the game of the "Patriots"
Would of "Infiltrated" the Congress "Legislative"
I'm just a Speaker for the House a "Representative"
I ain't "Racist" but a Journalist on a "Expedition"
Just to show my people the "Exposition"
I still look through the blurred lines an see a "Vision"
I see lies in "Religion"
I'm not "Religious" just in the True God "Image"
With God "Spirit"
God "Fearing"
Matter, Atoms, Melanin, Universe "Pigment"
I'm not "Egotistic" or "Egocentric"
But my Swag thou be Ego "Trippin"
Fly alone with a Eagles "Wisdom"
I see followers in a high "Percentage"
Well I'm a Leader with a big "Difference"
I'm a god on Earth in a Spiritual "Ascension"
I got alot to say until the times "Given"
Alot of Reports fine "Printed"
One day they'll "Listen"
cue words:
motions
to ebony tuned
rhythms
slicing stolen space
with sable
circuitous undulations
to lexical intoxications
of syllabic tones
hip cupping
silent scribed screams
of euphoric meters—
hearts jazz bopping
hip hopping
on tranquil winds
of peace and love:
words cued…
Sing
With keynotes of watch winds
Sway
With plants of high plateau
Converse
With shamanic powers
Communicate
With spirits of skies
Confront
Hallucinatory destinations
Death, desires, disorientations.
Magical modes in spinning wheels
Recesses in stones, meditations
And the perfumes.
Quescha ! cocarna ! Quenchensa !
Gloss of intoxications in lunar brain
Opening gateway into recreated gain.
Flute drums and cymbals
Da, dadedum , durkum.
Linked that will join the unknown sources
Flights of eagles, crows crawled in forces
Softly engaged in flights of the condor bird
Converting sounds of spaces in muted verse.
Sing
With keynotes of watch winds
Sway
With plants of high plateau
Converse
With shamanic powers
Communicate
With spirits of skies
Confront
Hallucinatory destinations
Death, desires, disorientations.
Magical modes in spinning wheels
Recesses in stones, meditations
And the perfumes.
Quescha ! cocarna ! Quenchensa !
Gloss of intoxications in lunar brain
Opening gateway into recreated gain.
Flute drums and cymbals
Da, dadedum , durkum.
Linked that will join the unknown sources
Flights of eagles, crows crawled in forces
Softly engaged in flights of the condor bird
Converting sounds of spaces in muted verse.
Allow me to make this suggestion
By all means you can oppose
Carefully listen, boldly take these steps with me
Dotted lines, that once held our names
Easy the journey seemed, tough one it really was
Fairy stories, never knocked on our doors
Gambling for love, fighting non stop was all we did
Here I am, there you are, distant with every ticking clock
I hated you with a passion, you couldn't stand my guts
Jagged edges were our playground
Knots on our heads as we drove each other crazy
Love, the one word that never found refuge in our hearts
Morning intoxications led to
Nightly insanities
Organized hurts and cuts
Prescriptions couldn't do the trick
Quarreling
Rumblings
Slicing
Tearing
Ugly words from our ugly hearts
Vibrated the compass, covering every corner
Wisdom i've sought, now i want us to try
Xenoglossy is not my speciality, I hope am clear
Younger no more, a fixer I've become
Zenning out the bitter past, as we build a peaceful future
July 9th 2015
Unidentified my world
this push and shove battalion
take from them and leave them broken
Crassly ridiculed by viral industries
black blood automaton
the throwaway plagues of economy
Enemies arduous in pestilence promise
digital demons disposable to pay the fist
take from my brothers and leave my sisters bereft
Born to breath into not my world
the grit pitiful distance between unity
as miseries tourniquet mocks all of us belligerently
From innocent eyes to haunted heart
a misplaced paradigm of sentience
concocts for idiots the demons ideology
For a lifetime the world of not me
my rebellions soaked in propaganda
liberties plasticidal warrior
take my brothers
take my sisters
and suffocate their orchestra
And all the more the cruelty shall reap
the intoxications of biles inaction
and rejoice in the cursed ideology of demons
Unrecognized my world of human
compassions every degree shall embrace every soul
and with the quill of love a future transcribed
by heavenly scribe in the ink of life
is written for our children
Cold desperation,
Giving way to destruction,
Felt the sting of pain,
Knew the intoxications of love
Casted aside,
Simplistic obligations,
Live freely,
Live happily,
Live Life,
...Live
Such sweet savor swills upon what’s wild nectar
Surrenders humming bird unto blossom’s honey dew
As do intoxications within a wildflower
Amid the recent fallen rain of mid-summer’s afternoon
Then why can’t we be as one among nature’s inspiration
And strip away sheer souls to nude
Bathe ourselves in myths of fairy love
To grasp at each other’s lasting breath in which to be renewed
If summer breezes mere gentle sways
The mighty oak and cool the August desert plains
Then this a benevolent touch thus softer
Can this heart of kindred spirit change its lost and sullen ways
Where upon Earth’s stage animations as creation’s players
A journey, in this love we shall spark forever
When it emulates resurrection in seasons of Aprils and the Mays
Then the swill becomes much sweeter when partook of divinity’s nectar
…Becoming one in the “Miracles of wonder” united upon this day
The bees are hooked
Played by the scented temptation
The beauty of the escape
Into the fullness
Of a pollinated peace
Short lived this ecstasy
This joyous satiation
Driven by intoxications
Irreversible need
For more of what caused it
Sunrise, the opening flower
Aglow in a distant phantasy
Brushing away the fog
Rekindling an un-stoked fire
An ember craving ignition
Slowly they will emerge
Leave their hidden hives
Seek out the fluorescent petals
Of that ever illusive
Pollinated peace
He never thought,
When he was committing,
Someone is chasing him,
Or watching him,
A crime,
He was little drunk,
Sitting in a party,
Air blew up,
And touched their bodies,
He felt intoxications.
Nobody asked him a story,
But he loudly spoke,
I killed my wife,
She was with someone,
Nobody found her body.
Nobody has proof,
I never confessed,
And nobody knew that,
Where I hid her body,
What is my Crime?
THE CURSE OF THE LOVED ONES
Three bears witness in the patio of love:
The loved, the unloved and the extinguisher.
For some, quite inexplicably,
It's a song that fades untimely or premeditatedly,
For others love is simply lost,
And it could also be found even just for a night
The intoxications of him who has a hole in his pocket.
And another, it is the crudest kind;
The one that almost kills it victims,
It's the unrequited love.
Most stories are about those who fall in love with each other
But how about those that fall in love alone?
They are the victims of the one-sided affair,
The unloved ones but loved ones,
The wandering walking wounded -
Handicap of the advantage of a great parking space.
Unlike the ones who keep saying:
'The right person will come' (I think a truck hit yours)
Whereas, bypassing the available and harmless "signpost",
Then becoming a cursed Cupid;
Those who despite the pleas of conscience
And despite my sacrifice & heroics -
I broke my ribs to make a pen,
Write long lasting lovely lofty letters,
Rip off my flesh to make a paper
And took out my blood to make an ink.
I never forget a face for free besides femmes fatales
But I make an exception in your case.
Though it takes a strong heart to love,
It takes a stronger one to continue to love after its been broken.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright©2014.
As the day, finally comes to an end. Night begins to sway in. Capturing all the beauty within. The stars are brightly shining. All the birds that were singing. Are sleeping tonight. I decide to take a walk in the Moonlight. Fresh air bestows upon me, the beautiful moon sets a path before my eyes.
A path that leads me, to my love, tonight. Sweet dreams of everlasting Ecstasy, befriends me. Guiding me to a beautiful sight, In the Moonlight. A perfect world capitivating my insight. Goddess of the moon, I thank thee for sharing your pure beauty. The beauty of everlasting light. A light that glows within all the lovers tonight. Sweet intoxications, seduces the night. Making everything all right. All because, of the Moonlight.
Dancing with the universe
Lets get free
Yes free from all distraction
Free from all worries
Cos happiness is all we can dance with
And love is all will need
We can't dance with a heavy heart
We can't relate with each other
With sadness
So let's together get free
Yes free from all distractions
Free your mind from all intoxications
Of life
And shine like the rising sun
Of hope while
Dancing with the universe
Dancing with the universe
Connect yourself with
A positive energy
Be in touch with your soul
We can't dance with the universe
In sorrow
We cant be unfriendly with life
And expect a joyful dance of nature
So let show our art together
with the colours of humanity
Let's be bond together with happiness
And shine like the rising sun while
Dancing with the universe