Best Neutralize Poems
My soul
is in purgatory,
settling in fading tunes
of suppressed silence,
swerving perpetually
amongst
smoky quartz silhouettes;
swiveling through
the
dimmed dungeon
to unraveling shadows
of yesterday’s destruction,
moving in s l o w motion~
rejoicing invisible
rainbow glows
in limitless devotion,
fugitively
resenting the shifting
season of faith~
I question the
treacherous torrents,
through
unorchestrated symphonies…
where do the tides of jealousy
crash and hide to grieve,
over untouched waves,
when it has washed
away compelling
wishes
lost in perfect storms?
For, sometimes,
when trembling
skies bleed black pearls,
upon these aching lungs,
I think of every
nameless ghost
that emanates
familiar fragrances:
convincing
my naive mind,
there’s no evil
even in darkness.
Although I’ve
seen tints of
turning leaves conversing
with tantalizing tears,
whilst this volcanic
heart is ransacked
and ruined,
d a n c i n g away from fears,
forging meaningless scribes,
in fragmented fortunes,
left as debris along the
forgotten fields of
rambling roses drenched
in remorseful rain.
And I stand in the
eye of cataclysmic cyclones~
exhaling the exhaustion,
as the wolf moon calls me,
above million
mourning mountains
in musical misery.
Yet, when cosmic curtains
sequinned with
scarlet sapphires
of midnight skies
drizzle drops
of hibiscus heaven onto the
pages of my poetic haven,
I sketch stars in the shape
of magical w i n g s..
across cursed horizons,
to soothe my
troubled thoughts:
as it’s all in my head,
the
demonic devils dressed
in dragonfly
dust to deceive me,
unaware of how
I’ve been
blindfolded by
the brutal lies
I’ve told myself
in alienated expressions,
that the normal
can never neutralize.
To nature's norms have I complied -
I laughed, I cried, I lived. I tried.
I'd like to think in aftermath
There's more to my existence path.
I paid the procreation dues,
Dear offspring and their offspring too.
My children opened up my eyes
Far beyond me, myself and I.
The grandkids taught me quite a bit -
There's more to golden age than knit.
No shutters to wondering mind,
Just open it and you will find -
In brighter hue the greener grass
Is on our side in front of us.
Power is not how much but how
To stay aboard the flight of now.
Retired bliss converts the course -
Discretionary time to pause.
Smelling the roses is a must
As flower fanfare fading fast.
Hunger for knowledge, free to sate,
But wisdom's pride is heavyweight.
(No known tip-off to neutralize -
To shed the weights and keep the wise).
The all time norm by which I vow -
Not there nor then but here and now.
To nature's norms have I complied -
Once upon a time lived I!
February 27, 2023
I apologize for the lies, I used for my disguise.
I must learn not to sympathize, but to empathize.
‘Cause my negative actions terrorize the people who I idolize and/or prize.
Therefore, I realize the fact I have to revise, minimize and sterilize my life, because of this, music is my sunrise, but only my passion for music can end my self-destruction or demise.
Therefore I need to rationalize my choices so I don’t get categorized or characterized and criticized for my evil side in which is the side of me I despise.
Therefore I vocalize (sing) and verbalize (rap),
To visualize my arise for being wise in my attack.
To recognize, penalize and exercise the poltergeist
or evil spirit which advertised the sin and lies of rap.
This is my attack, to rise, ‘cause rap today is
built on lies, so utilize your gifts and talents
to surprise, neutralize, baptize and revolutionize
a world of demise and introduce a world of facts.
I don’t wanna dignitize the world of media’s lies.
A true rebel today goes against the norm of the idolize of merchandise.
So be a true rebel and change today’s world of media. Listen to the message ‘cause the truth underlies.
So get this message because it mystifies.
These following I don’t wanna’s are mine and try to see my life through not yours, but my eyes.
1. I don’t wanna be locked up, I just wanna go home.
But I keep on doing wrong, that’s why I sing this song.
2. I don’t wanna cry no more, but I’m so depressed. But I’ve witnessed blood and gore, these feelings I express.
3. I don’t wanna be alone, I just wanna have my own. I will always sing my songs, trying to right my wrongs.
Aha...At Last,..Bitta Bing Bitta Bang
The Figurative Nail Hit On The Hair Strand Size Head!
Though no physician,
this aging baby boomer
absolutely, intuitively, and
unequivocally sensed hair loss (mine),
at first a speculative rumor
not simply in my (ahem) head,
no matter a minimalist groomer
nevertheless, thinning follicles,
upon dawning realization, sans medical
sought relief thru good humor,
though within this balding cerebral noggin
became repulsive as if my scalp
pulled pate rendered as a tumor.
Thus an unexpectedly present surprise
when in private consultation in the guise
as out patient client (early afternoon
December 19th, 2018),
where I did fraternize
and kibitz with the medical assistant
(old enough to be my...sister),
aye did exercise
mild mannered mien mean, aye do patronize
before doctor Rudolf (dearly
reigned) Roth, a practicing
Dermatologist told me no lies
his instant karma knowledge - mainly his
thirty seven years expertise
sought to excise
a prominent non cancerous mole approximately
centered middle of back
a small patch of skin,
he needed to anesthetize
nonetheless, a reassuring persona,
yours truly did lionize
(not merely, cuz
he received a five star rating,
specialist under auspices
of Penn, Medicine)
in Radnor Pennsylvania),
his modest calm did neutralize
any uneasiness, as did his pronounced
humility earn kudos to idolize
such rarely present gentility, and
unwitting capacity did harmonize,
and maximize significance to me,
asper my thinning limp
hair logically rationalize
identified underactive thyroid gland
(hypothyroidism) tubby,
which didst legitimize
no hair brained rooted concern,
hence...less reason to catastrophize',
which for no reason I
wanted to mildly emphasize,
hence choice to apostrophize...
Nazriel Rising Small World Ace
She was as pretty as ever on this night
With me smitten to bits with her aura
As we met on our usual pickup location
Nazriel that one who so compliments me
We were on an official business briefing
One of Epic proportions with intricacies
This time the operation was offshores
With me providing intel logistic n liaison
We had to discuss the mission details
The coppers got wind of our operation...
And they being on standby we went on unabated
We were taking out a notorious terror cell
Deep in the suburban’s of Kismayu
The Operation had the green light of our CO
Yet... Something felt off call it an 8th sense...
A key word “conscription” kept clopping up
We were not decided... yet the die was cast
Swiftly we had to act and neutralize the enemy
Thus Operation ...Sly Jackal. was initialized
With Controlled Outcomes a key prerogative
Nazriel bid me goodbye with a kiss...
As I approached the coppers car on standby...
With me leaning on their window and by way of greeting
“What can I get you this time officers...?”
I can get you a couple of stinger missile at the right price
But are you sure you can afford… they eyed me calmly
Not betraying an iota of emotion... the rest transpired in silence.
To be continued… #Acode254_Pmc_LuisMi008
Eternal light
Shines on you and i
Enriching the soul
And all that is
Grow towards
The heavenly glow
Bask
In the diamonds of energy
That empowers all life
On earth
Let it bathe you
With all its glory
A sturdy source
Shall consume the lands of time
It is
You are
All that is divine
You know
What will come of thee
Once your moment
Doth arise
Your once prolapsed ego
Shall seize
And neutralize
Mankind shall recreate
What mankind
Chose to forget
You shall do
What your forefathers did
Without much regret
For if thy purpose
Is ignored
You are sure to be the threat
And a loss of life
Is limninent
Time itself will stop.
3rd march 2015 written by sarah linklater
War
Terrifying, dangerous
Burning, destroying, spreading
Fire, bullets, olive branch, white flag
Flowing, reconcile, neutralize
Calm, quiet
Peace
Songs unsung will disappear,
as breathless as a stone, the fear
of Armageddon fills the air
and gathers strength against the prayer
that withers, fizzles into naught,
despite the lessons we were taught
to love our neighbors as ourselves,
not disrespect our worthy lives,
or take His name in vain, the strain
of bleeding from another's pain,
the art of empathy forsaken,
carefree paths so quickly taken
Thoughts are squandered, so are souls
who sanctify disparate goals
and chase false dreams on sand consigned,
the facts misjudged and misaligned.
Cause and effect, a law of nature,
who to kill and who to nurture,
what to crucify or kiss?
the measure of our helplessness.
There is no try, there's only do,
and I'll expect the same from you,
to strip away dishonesty,
the hallmark of our misery.
To live in love and purity
we'll neutralize our enmity
and join together, hand in hand,
no hurtful lies, no contraband.
The answer lies among the stars
unnumbered in the universe,
a child's first breath, the blushing rose,
where hatred cannot interpose.
Pain or peace, postulate and prosper,
Acknowledge and assist, apprehend altogether,
Notice in neglect, navigate nevertheless,
Divide or defect, daunted by distress,
Evaluate the envisioned, escaping exacerbation,
Manic in manipulation, meticulous magnification,
Objective opinions, oppressed and obstinate,
Negative notions, neutralize and negate,
Impossible ideas, illumination inevitable,
Understanding ubiquitous, unity universal,
Mitigate modification, material mausoleum.
Pandemonium? Pandemonium. Pandemonium! Pandemonium!!!
1st August 2016
"HIGH TECH LYNCHING"
April 6, 2023, a dark and sad day in Tennessee history
Black men striped of their first amendment right to tell their story
The Declaration of Independence, states that "all men are created equal"
But the miscarriage of justice carried out in Nashville, quite illegal
Two young black Representatives expelled from the state house
Wrongfully discarded, unconstitutionally trashed, with many doubts
Simply because of the color of their skin
The perpetrators will never win
Black people in the south, still faced with remmnants of Jim Crow
They continuously want to constrain our voices, don't you know
Systemic racism is still alive and well
Brothers and Sisters open your eyes, because it's not that hard to tell
The act of expulsion, was a planned strategy
Nothing more than a senseless tragedy
From start to finish, this was all about race
Just a blatant power grab to put two uppity blacks in their place
The nation mourns for the loss souls in the Nashville legislature
Blinded by the darkness of corruption, with a revengeful nature
They rammed down our throats, a historical, unprecedented expulsion
Two black men politically lynched, for a house, decorum rules intrusion
Modern day slavery, still keeping us down
I am embarrassed to say that Memphis is my home town
Don't misconstrue, "Modern Day Slavery", as victimhood
We're not victims, just oppressed people, with our plight misunderstood
As black people, brought to this country on slave ships
As we continue to be mistreated, we harken back to those trips
Why are we, refused and denied our deserved respect
Maybe because when we reflect, our opinions are honest and direct
Pulaski County Tennessee, birth home of the Klu Klux Klan
To overcome southern disenfranchisement, voting is the plan
For us to neutralize that "Good Ole Boy" mentality
As a people, we must realize that it's more than a formality
For, far too long, we have been degraded and downtrodden
We refuse to be your foot stool any longer, we beg your pardon
Many people have lost their sense of civility
Engaging in bigotry and not taking responsibility
When some people present themselves as racists
Don't entertain the negative, just be an escapist
When some in society dismiss an education
They are easily persuaded with misinformation
Difficult to understand are the languages spoken by life
“he who works should eat,” but why the constant shift of the goal post?
Seriousness in following principles may lead one to be swallowed by the earth
I have always been an adult, let me be taken care of, like a neonate this day
So, I dashed to the nearest eatery with what should be enough.
Sitting in the restaurant gave me the grace of the countryside
a receptive bar tender thankfully indicates no alarm of fire or smoke
but the Menu condemns my class to neutralize any victorious smile,
half glass of a common drink and a piece of snack is not my trend,
nothing bad to have a first time in almost a lifetime.
Half way my meal, the one seated opposite me becomes too generous
to a limitless order he offers and gives the unsolicited visa
with the assurance of sponsorship from a well-populated pocket.
A massive top up from my command that flowed with audacity
as half my table causes, in the arena, an arm-length of goose bumps.
Those in white suddenly come in to capture a refugee of mental institution,
a threat to society who escaped, and he sits right in front of me,
it was six to one; yet the drag to the door is labored.
When bad luck meets greed, misfortune grows to a grandfather
I stare in irredeemable shock to my order that can feed half an orphanage.
...inspired by 'Reveille' by Joseph Brodsky
Songs unsung will disappear,
as breathless as a stone, the fear
of Armageddon fills the air
and gathers strength against the prayer
that withers, fizzles into nought,
despite the lessons we were taught
to love our neighbours as ourselves,
not disrespect our worthy lives,
or take His name in vain, the strain
of bleeding from another's pain,
the art of empathy forsaken,
carefree paths so quickly taken
Thoughts are squandered, so are souls
who sanctify disparate goals
and chase false dreams on sand consigned,
the facts misjudged and misaligned.
Cause and effect, a law of nature,
who to kill and who to nurture,
what to crucify or kiss?
the measure of our helplessness.
There is no try, there's only do,
and I'll expect the same from you,
to strip away dishonesty,
the hallmark of our misery.
To live in love and purity
we'll neutralize our enmity
and join together, hand in hand,
no hurtful lies, no contraband.
The answer lies amongst the stars
unnumbered in the universe,
a child's first breath, the blushing rose,
where hatred cannot interpose.
When I was 17
I had a great job
Painting
Little
Desert
Flowers
Roses
On
Assembly line
Plates
Friends
On
The
Line
Taught me to pee on my hands
To
Neutralize
The
Poisons
In the glazes
The plates
Would
Land
On small
Cardboard
Palettes
Every
Night
I
Would
Take some of these
Cardboard palettes
When
I
Went
Home
And
Make
Pissed
On
Art
Peace the Serenity above the Clouds...
Peace the Calm of a late evening stroll along the Seashore...
Peace the Tranquility of the mountains...
Peace harmony brought about in relationships...
Peace governing nations of civilization and of God...
Peace the intellect of Elite minds to neutralize war...
Peace a change which evolves for a progressive World.
Peace..
“I love you”
When you hear that phrase,
What do you feel?
Do the words feel real?
Do you feel sick ?
Right down to the pit
Of your stomach?
As you remember that cliché chick flick
Where the guy was only playing his part,
When he said those three words and then broke a girl’s heart…
“I love you”
Are they the spare key that will hopefully lead to getting some action,
The three word lie, used several times to fulfill sexual satisfaction,
Or the phrase used as a conversation filler,
But when its not chanted back, conversation killer.
Are they just words that we have learnt to neutralize ,
Neutralize into lies
Learnt in the playground when love is only understood as the prince and snow white,
I have been taught that love should be worth the fight,
But sometimes we must question whether we are fighting for that one, who is right.
“I love you”
I did not just read three little words,
They epitomize the truest promise or oath,
Said by the one who cares for you the most,
The one, who bellows into the depths of your soul,
When they earnestly say that not only do they adore you,
And not only acknowledge that you are their Romeo or Juliet,
But also understand that you were designed by One greater,
For each other
You fit, like an image of ying and yang,
Complementary souls that become one.
Their voice plays over and over in your head like a never ending song,
Only their eyes can read your deepest thoughts,
Only their ears catch every word you say
Only their voice, can say those three words, the right way..
Love is patient, Love is kind,
Is true love even possible to find?
Love, perhaps overrated, for some non-existent.
But no matter how hard one may try to deny or ignore love,
It translates into hundreds of languages and is real for millions,
Te amo, Je t’aime, te dua, tora dost daram, I love you.