Shards of lambent moonlight drift across crumpled charcoal sky,
gleaming snow clad laneways flaunt ancient ghostly footprint,
dream world boisterous cabals lurk in blue ink shadows,
glow worm street lights peer o’er nocturnal hour hush,
swirling toll of dulcet midnight bells defrost black ice veil,
mud stained slush from madcap drivers spray giggling sweethearts
Categories:
cabals, art, august, beautiful, beauty,
Form: Free verse
Dark denizens of the night
gathering in ill-lit backrooms
haunts of the night
They tease each other with
rouged cheeks, their mascara
their pimply breasts, shaved legs
Some are known for tantalizing
tempting striptease, revealing
hairy chests and knobby knees
Their hardened faces greeting poor
unsuspecting 'straights,' who, horrified
run screaming off into the night
And now the Left has lumped these
misbegotten sickos of the night
in with today's 'civil rights movement'
of transgenders, kweers, and worse
too debauched to describe, to be
celebrated in 'Drag Queen Shows'
in our public libraries, where America introduces
her precious youngsters into the fraudulent
creepy cabals of Satanism, endorsed by 'leaders' gone mad
Categories:
cabals, america, betrayal, child abuse,
Form: Free verse
Where a newborn star lights
the vault of heaven under the sky
sapphire, high!
You can find it there,
Not the product of a god or some such!
But, man in his madness brings annihilation
to the makers, the father of the nation,
a nations ghost the dire lands divide….
Figures in raven cloaks flock in murders
of black cabals each a deity in mind
each a quest for inner peace
or damnation an automatic life…
When deviations dire provide the profits of war
and genocidal corporations' greed, seed, needs
and design desires flesh and bone born to non!
Black suited witches and three-piece warlocks
reside in cathedrals of suicide watch!
The automatic atomic night rises like a mantle
of ravens at mass genocides, men of madness
and dire means drive engines of earth demise!
The destination and ruination of all our lives…
Where a newborn star lights the vault
of heaven under the sky sapphire, high!
Categories:
cabals, abortion, abuse, addiction, adventure,
Form: Free verse
Glorious God that grips and grabs the heart of great grandees
Who wangled on the walk-way of war and wastage
They truly troubled me and I trembled tremendously
But HE breaks their backbones bits by bits without blinking
Salute shrew sire for saving me from shackles of slavery
Darkness dig deep distracting and dragging me to death
Praise the potter who put past pest problems to rest
Father of faith fraternized freedom for fraudulent friends
Covering and cleansing concise minds; cutting corrupt cabals
Made me mode my life much more than male mugger ..
8-28-2020
Categories:
cabals, deep,
Form: Alliteration
BY THE PEOPLE
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
Every form of government is eventually oppressive
Laws governing civil acts rapidly become excessive
Know all national figures, that rule from the core
Devise ways and means to throttle you, more and more
As populations increase, the need for adherence grow
To rigid parameters set, by those running the show
The fences inch closer with each new regulation
The noose tightens daily suppressing expression
Few realize, they are the denizens of closing walls
Being corralled by fiats issued: by invisible cabals
Laws can please and appease the general populate
But having their freedoms lost is the common fate
Governments rule by fooling the common man
Matter not the governance, its always a scam
Categories:
cabals, 12th grade, abuse, betrayal,
Form: Rhyme
at the niger chambers where a pensive-calm
dwells amid nature and the hill-top lads
– the mouth-piece of the serene clan! –
where as many a lonely weaver she stands
o, where the now-weird homestead stands
– the epitome of native caves and mounts! –
’tis like a confluence of cabals that clenches
our world, a new world deep in the forests;
aloft of the ancient world of weavers and eaglets
an ancient world of the mother of the amazons –
there! we wait! the microcosm of new maidens!
– the new mouth-piece of a new serene clan! –
a confluence of mere cabals clench’ng our clan;
o, drum for these lonely weavers of the forests!
Categories:
cabals, allegory, sorrow,
Form: Sonnet
A poet's flowing poems uplift the souls
of men and sing of legends small and great,
of knights and lords, of fiefdoms, and of fate,
of kings, and pontiffs in ungodly roles!
Long, long ago, these popes, desiring control,
enjoined the knights to charge; and penetrate
their Christ's Jerusalem to decimate
the infidels and caliphs of dark Sheol!
When wanton rulers pillage and plunder, poets
write and sing of their great, immoral acts,
betrayals, carnage, and cabals; tho' it's
wiser to just ignore these damning facts,
let poets instead make them known, so it's
repaid by poetic justice's attacks.
Categories:
cabals, betrayal, hate, poems, poets,
Form: Italian Sonnet
four star circus
side show of war,
thugs on a hillside
another killing floor,
greedy men squabble loudly
gulping down the poor,
coalition vacuole
futility galore,
sobbing children in the dust
silent tears like rain,
generation lost to time
born in tragic pain,
greener valleys stretch on out
blot out the crimson stain,
sons and daughters of the fist
hope for love in vain,
win the peace, slogans fly
bloviating head,
metal coffin rocky graves
feel hobnail tread,
darker cabals plot it out
empire must be fed,
marching legions to the borders
muster in their stead,
parched throats choking on a crust
bitter unslaked hate,
plowshares beaten into swords
blood debts won't abate,
who can say what life is worth
as condolence payment made,
trembling fluid, parchment hospice,
eyelights slowly fade,
sunlight melting slowly
moving through the dusk,
bloodshot eyes see clearly
at the future's empty husk,
dirty smiles, broken grins,
polluted tonic for our sins,
old hob just sits and grins.
Categories:
cabals, war,
Form: I do not know?
Byword
(I)
Tittle tattle tales rattle.
Cabalistic cabals in cans:
Malicious mélange of melees.
Mummers murmur, mumchance mumble.
Mummichog: the perfidious Fundulus heteroclitus-
For this parlance is pestilence:
For your words, for their words,
For your walls, for their walls.
But for their worlds, for your worth.
(II)
Malicious mischief shrouds in mesmerism,
Whilst her malignity molds she forgot unfold.
But the morbid medalled she, instead to merge,
Maintains calumnies, which not calmative in anyway.
Mummichog: the perfidious Fundulus heteroclitus-
For this parlance is pestilence:
For your words, for their words,
For your walls, for their walls.
But for their worlds, for your worth.
(III)
A candid parley and caring suits…
Indeed better parallel match -no losers, all winners-
For cases in conformity and un-confound.
That’s peace, that’s reign, to just justice of the peace.
Mummichog: the perfidious Fundulus heteroclitus-
For this parlance is pestilence:
For your words, for their words,
For your walls, for their walls.
But for their worlds, for your worth.
14/3/1434 ___15/1/2014
©Abdulhafeez Oyewole.
Categories:
cabals, addiction, allegory, character, deep,
Form: Free verse
Humanity seeks peace;
The truth of this concealed by a tight crease…
Communion with nature loosens the fold…
Relinquishes the impediments hold…
Observing our earth gives life’s elusive mystery…
All things working together produce harmonic history…
Faithful friendship fastened firmly fractures fears frenzy…
Fear is for love, what shoes are for gloves…
Similar is there cause, one effects evolution with a pause…
The cabals control under suspension…
We the people of earth, calling forth light vibration for ascension…
Leaving the big business warden in the dark…
Will initiate igniting their prison releasing divine spark…
If you desire experiencing real sovereignty, die while alive in your body…
No longer associate who you are with beliefs or possessions…
Reversing the ancient ego split resulting spiritual regression…
I love you so I may love myself…
I love myself so I may love you…
I give the whole a holistic love commitment with such strength…
Undoubtedly increasing our spiritual length…
Categories:
cabals, introspection, peace, philosophylove, may,
Form: Free verse
I kissed the bed bye
With a dusty blipping lip
I couldn’t dust off with water
For dusting the dust off my body
Means to be in love with night
Cold chilling breeze in “Ibadan”.
With dust all over me
Woke up only to yawn of dust
With it still casing me all over
I sneeze and breathe of it endlessly.
Why pretending to dusting the dust?
For everywhere is full of dust.
Our road is the king of dust
We eat and drink of it . . . dust
Nose and mind of all full of dust
We live in the kingdom made off dust.
When is it of a day when the road
Will be dusted off its dust?
When it shall vamoose off our rooms
When it shall zoom off our kingdom
Its time to dust them off our kingdom
The few ruling cabals dusting hunger on us
Blinking with bleak shall our future be no more
For we shall dust off fear and dust them off . . .
15th August 2006
12.58am.
On my way from Ibadan, conceptualized from the perspective
Of the dust we are daily battling with in Samonda, Ibadan.
Categories:
cabals, adventure, angst, life, nature,
Form: Free verse
Of them our rulers
To the pauperised people.
Of a kingdom surrounded
By millions of the “Almajeris” .
Of looters in power up towers
Thinking not to leave forever.
Of the Northern cabals
With donkey years in power,
Of them with the stench of the “Almajeris”.
Of the Bush –Pig with the
Hyenas on the Rock
Of them the gluttons and the greed
Of them that devours our resources daily
Of them the Southern vultures
That condemns us into misery.
Of them that worn for millions
Toga of millions of poverty . . “Almajeris”
Of them the Urchins who
Made us suffer amidst bounty.
Off them the Predator millionaires,
We shall seize power for the millions
For the time to wrestle and dazzle
To yank off the toga of the “Almajeris” is now.
Alayande Stephen. T
1.05pm
22nd of July, 2006
On our way to Kaduna NCP/NCC Meeting
Precisely at the one of the garages, we saw it happened
NB-The word "Almajeris" is an Hausa Language from Nigeria used for the
wretched ,tattered looking young children in the Northern part of Nigeria. Kaduna
is a State in Nigeria.
Categories:
cabals, adventure, angst, children, life,
Form: Free verse