He solemnly swears,
In sickness and in health;
He pledges to her,
Love and wealth.
Promises were broken and shattered love,
Jealousy that out ways reason;
Doubts, corruptness, and failures,
Min in tatters and outdone.
She wears sunglasses sometimes,
Not to protect her eyes from the sun;
Long sleeves to cover her arms,
A punch if she looks at anyone.
He loves her dearly,
He owns her or so he thinks;
Mistrusts every step she takes,
His mouth speaks his words that stink.
For sickness and in health they pledged with rings;
He shows his hate when her neck he wrings.
Categories:
corruptness, abuse,
Form: Quatrain
A – Again and again
F – Freedom is
R - Reduced
I - Into
C – Conformism for lack of
A – Alternative opportunities
A – Another man
F – Flees due to
R - Repeated
I – Injustice leading to
C – Coastal body counts
A – Ashore the Mediterranean
A – A lot of
F – Free
R – Rivers flowing everywhere
I – Incarnating life and blossoming its beauty
C – Conflict and corruptness shouldn’t find a place
A – Among the most cultured and joyous communities
Categories:
corruptness, adventure, africa, beauty, community,
Form: Acrostic
Dropping sun paints the sky in red.
Coldness is getting stronger instead.
Returning birds are going home in hurry.
But I'm still wandering around blurry.
Soon later, darkness came and covered the town.
Gentle frozen atmosphere is slowly falling down.
Houses starts lightening their chambers.
I am still out of numbers.
Darkness is much suitable for my lonliness.
Coldness is much pleasurable than human's corruptness.
I feel that I'm protected by nature,
Which lends me power to protect my future.
Now, I'm wearing winter's evening.
Which can warmly heal and guide me for praying.
13/Jan/2016
Fengleishanren.
Categories:
corruptness, life, loneliness, lonely, nature,
Form: Rhyme
I was here once before
In the shatter glass that caused my scars
I cried and was pushed down
Since I decided to go against the crowd
You think I would've learned my lesson
Not to mess with humanity
For their corruptness is just to clear to not see
But the fear to offend anyone is to great
Evil is lingering in every corner
The weak shall give in
But I have broken free and now stand tall
I shall never fall back in the shattered glass
in which we call the light
which is evidently the darkness
Categories:
corruptness, age, allegory, anger, birth,
Form: I do not know?
driving home
another late shift
work long hours just
to make dues
when the money I received
gets paid back to you.
lurking in the shadows
a man that has no soul
looking for ways to make
them like him more
his face is fresh I speak the truth
but justice isn't there...
all he cares is bonuses they set for him
to slayer.
corruptness lies where there is debt
and in our debt lies chains
the ones who say we're free are lame to think
its not a game.
a joke, lies go up in smoke
as he goes home, with his bonus, alone.
wishing his dick was a little bigger.
wishing the white girl loved him as much as she loves
the man he took away.
Unnecessary Chains.
Unnecessary Chains.
his fresh robotic face
a disgust to the human race.
Categories:
corruptness, business, dark, death, depression,
Form: Lyric
I used 2 think I know what I wanted out of my confused soul/
I want not what I have ,I want what I never had/
I want my time 2 stop, yet it still continues 2 go/
I strive 2 be good but almost always end up in the bad/
Livin in this American Struggle I was once happy, now seems like Im forever sad/
Im a man of values and peace but find myself in corruptness and fights/
In prison I had many dark days and very few bright nights/
No matter how wrong I was I am still 100% right/
Im searchin for inner peace but find myself so self-conflicted/
I want this but rather have that, Im so self-contradicted/
I find my heart fightin lovely thingz my soul so badly hated/
I want 2 be normal but find my talents by so many overrated/
I find it so easy 2 forsake that I rarely myself ever forgive/
My mind wants 2 die while my heart still wants to live/
I want to be recognized that I go unnoticed and lose track of the real me/
So I came 2 a concept of appreciating the fact that Im now free/
Now I just want to kick back an be me....
Categories:
corruptness, adventure, confusion, depression, devotion,
Form: Concrete
YOU CAUSE ME TO RIP THROUGH THE PILLARS OF OPPRESSION AND DECEIT
SO MANY WILL CEASE THEIR DISTASTEFUL CORRUPTNESS.
I WOULD EMBRACE YOUR JOYS AND PAIN SO TENDERLY. I WOULD SEACH THE FLOORS OF OCEANS AND SEAS, IN HOPE OF FINDING "THE HOPE DIAMOND!" THEN WOULD I PRESENT IT TO YOU IN ITS NATURAL AND RAW FORM.
I WOULD EVEN TRAVEL THROUGH THE RUINS AND THE AFRICAN DESSERT IN SEACH OF EARTH'S LAST WATER WELL, ONLY TO QUENCH YOUR THIRST MY BELOVETH. I WOULD EVEN CONQUER THE KING OF BEAST, YES THE LION, AND I WOULD BIND THE TIGER, AND I WOULD EVEN DEFEAT THE GRISSLE BEAR IN ORDER THAT YOU REMAIN SAFE.
ITS BEEN LIKEN UNTO AN ETERNITY, SINCE I'VE EXPERIENCE THESE SWEET EMTIONS. SHOULD THE MOUNTAINS CRUMBLE AND SEAS DRY UP, I'D BECOME A UNDEFATED FORCE
THAT WE'D OVERCOME SUCH A CALAMITY. OH YES! WHAT A SPLENDID JOY DO I KNOW...
Categories:
corruptness, faith, hope,
Form: Classicism
To truly see the eyes of an onlooker must be opened,
As for so long they are closed shut,
Complications which leave the mind stuck in a repetitive rut,
The blind continue on,
Even though they are unaware their own deception until all hope is gone,
The man or woman like a child crumples to a tortured tear,
Everything stripped from you blackness now your only dear,
All consumed in a searing abruptness,
Now intoxicated with fear the mind slips into deep twisted corruptness,
Done with normality,
Given up on finding reality,
Finally scraping bottom thou is loose from the bind,
With your torture in place no longer are you BLIND.
Categories:
corruptness, people
Form: Rhyme
Where the gallows once stood
and souls met their demise.
Where the gatherings scowled
and dead eyes met the ground.
Where the guilty paid homage
as corruptness prevailed.
Where divinity withered
and turmoil was praised.
Where the merriment beamed
as they killed in his name.
A preacher now rants pon'
these cold bricks of shame.
Categories:
corruptness, places
Form: I do not know?
Instead of listing what’s wrong with the world
Let’s list what we could do to make it strong
Childishly simple is the integrity on which we set our pride
Is it so hard not to lie, steal, cheat, defile with words
That simply are not right?
Treat others like you would want to be treated
We preach to our children
Unadorned ideas that we cannot follow ourselves
At times it seems
As humans progress, from child to adolescent
To adult, then back again
It’s a reversal in time
From complete innocence to corruptness
Why does it take us a whole lifetime
To come back to the mentality
In which we started
It’s only once we see, truly
The best times is when
We don’t judge
And things are just so
Childishly simple
That we are happy
Categories:
corruptness, introspection, life, people, philosophy,
Form: Free verse