History Dark Poems

4/8/24

Aww shucks
Still at the crux
In a state of flux
With reality still out of touch
I've been puzzled much
So I smoke a couple blunts
That's a double dutch
From...

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beak
of the plague mask
    lest I smell
your rotting bodies
    strewn
I smell your crosses
  daub your doors
I smell your...

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I am the darkness that falls in to your dreams 
The nightmare that last longer throughout the night
The catcher of fear to lock-up the soul
A...

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Within the shaded dust accumulated annals
Layers of times past
And cobwebbed dim cold halls of a history 
Not always hide their secrets and mystery
As the echos...

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She was a rose
Incomprehensible layers
Of trauma and tenacity
She was plucked away 
From her roots
And passed from person 
To person 
As an object

Handed as a gift
In...

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Upon reflection
Making ripples upon the stagnant  murky pool
Of  heartfelt sunken treasured memories
Of yesterday that went all way too fast
That meant so much to...

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As you hold these works in hand,
Such wonders within do lie,
Let's forget not by whom it was written.
Twas me, myself and I.

Magic awaits, so please...

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I love the month of February,
The coldest month of the season,
For an array of emotional reasons.
And yet, it feels like she is the longest,
For the...

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Anyone who’s studied
human history
from a perspective 
of age and longevity
should not be worried
if his view is defective.
Even king Solomon knew 
there was nothing new
under the...

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In this mess, we called a country, the destroyers lived among 
Babangida once terrorized us with Khaki, failures affect all,
Ruled as a tyrant forgetting the...

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Winter don for the mystery—
Of happenstance now frozen in;
That shakes itself from Her history,

The pace of whirling snowy flakes,
In the night's long, long pass—
The next...

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If soldiers could cry (2024 Updated)

I really want to know:
How does feel to be a soldier
And go to war?
How can you shoot 
Someone in the...

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Hail, the doorway keen on the known world ... theme wails attention,
time of roses' blooms cower ... usurped magentas, aloof maroons,
for the flight of the...

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("Tree of Life", 2013, original pen and ink)

Kali's Long Game

The dark age, Kali Yuga of Hindu lore,
Is not a generation or two
Or even a millennia...

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The brilliant morning sun rises and illuminates a lazy shimmering pond, casting splendid beams of light dancing across my bedroom ceiling through my eastern window....

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