Corrupted Poems

Torn Apart World

Feel like im 1 of 1 in this torn apart world, if i turn cold thats undone
seen with my past mistakes
nothing new under the sun, someone else has sat in this place
a world where we keep a loaded gun and a mask to cover our face
from pain we easily run i guess were scared of

To wither in a wasteland

We go crazy in the head, when you lie with lie in bed.
All are green lights, you don't see red !
No conscience cricket chirps in your calm corrupted head.
To wither in a wasteland, we are being led.

(11.08.2023)

Origins of Power

If we could look back to those neolithic times, 
    When early man would walk and roam.
There was a need for some kind of leadership
    Or hierarchy, whether away or at home.

My guess is that they looked to the biggest or
    Strongest, not necessarily the wisest

Chaos Is Born In Corrupted Rights Passed

People are obedient to the power they serve 
the source of all conflict and war works for the devil 
No one in governmental positions ever calls for peace 
they put sanctions on nations to fill their own ill bred pockets 
we all can see clearly that greed plays its hand through bloodshed 
Those old men

Haiku's Temple 243

A yellow butterfly
that is around
a religious teacher says.

Corrupted Minichu

May [s]he who masters the goal 
Of minichu bring happiness to Chutani’s  
Heart and soul. 
An “airborne splat” 
Now think of that 

Chutani phrase to 
Honor him … cannot 
Uniquely do it with 
The 
Acrostic minichu 
Now, 
It seems, somehow!

Inspired by Mohan Chutani's Minichus
Written January 5, 2021
For Acrostic Contest

I Am a Boy Living In a Country

I’m a boy living in a country where
We get emotional over every government move
And every government move is chartered over our emotions
Emotions are chastised whether it or let be
One trying to correct the wrong,
But nay, one man ain’t a power as strong
One trying to convince for the good of his province?
But nay, his words can’t

Corrupted From Covid

Chaos treads lightly across this land
Obviously making its fateful mark,
Vast majority of the land is plagued
Indeed all it needed was a spark.

Dealing with this outbreak 
Requires determination and precaution,
Without both we can't move forward
And misinformation certainly isn't an option.

In the midst of all this mayhem
Discrimination definitely won't help,
Though it started in China
The pain and worry

Corrupted Nation

Our dear nation, virtuous and seated in an impious sit
Surrounded by constant chaos of defiances 
After all this years of nationhood we are still not
 Sure of our future as a nation

Oh dear our precious Nation 
You are clothed in an aura of corruption
It as been in our precious land with passion
In every administration, a

Immigrants Abducted and Corrupted

Immigrants Abducted and Corrupted

After all of them  are already abducted,
Could be that they ended up corrupted;
Then  mettled,
And unsettled;
Much  more bad behavior had erupted.

Jim Horn

Corrupted Cross

Where did it come from?
in place of Christ the Lord
I see a strange portrait
It is nailed on the cross

But face is full of smiles
the legs are broken
the cross is upside-down
two thieves are angels

Isn’t  the cross corrupted?
and where is the Lord?
Come out Lord to save us
We can’t stand false image

I look for the Lord on

Corrupted Love

I don't want more of your love
but I'm contradicted.
I don't need anymore of your love,
But I'm addicted.
I can't get a hold of myself,
I want to break away.
One part of me wants to go,
The other wants to stay.
You have taken over me,
You won't let me break free.
I go and beg and plead.
Your love is all I

Corrupted and Perverted

Was once an upstanding model citizen
But lately it seems much smut I do send
Where are my morals
Used to act normal
Now corrupted and perverted down to my end

LOL

Christmas Corrupted

blue eyes
golden  hair
white skin
even
christmas 
is
corrupted
i like the holidays though
it is fun songs cakes friends
presents presence pretence

Corrupted Soul

My force was never destined to wound thy withered soul.
My tenacity was to mend thy aching from days of old.
I can not fight the motives, why i have drawn blood.
Cupping thine haunting tears as they emerge like a flood.

Thy appreciations searching mine for answers never to be found.
By sorrow, by dread my beloved i am

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