A Nasty Germ*
A nasty germ is what I am,
a curse to every man and woman.
I lie in wait with strategy
to bring you down to misery.
I’m at my nastiest on the weekend
when I land you bedridden
with round the clock medication
which you take with detestation.
But take courage, hope’s dawning –
I’m gone by Monday morning.
*(Based on my rendering of Christian Morgenstern’s
poem Der Schnupfen (The Sniffle)
I dream of heaven in my sleep
For long, I've cherished far and deep
A world without detestation
But peace and reconciliation
I dream that I got wings to fly
So I could soar to touch the sky
And tell the whole world down below
That all of us were meant to glow
I dream that I got ship to sail
So I could cruise on a grand scale
And tell each and every nation
That giving love is our vocation
I dream of mind as sharp as blade
So I could write in shapes and shades
I'll write wonders for world to see
That ditching hate is being free
I dream poetry contest
3rd place
Mayor Lori Lightfoot's
Hopes turned into soot
Her dreams of adulation
Metamorphed to detestation
…the greatest poet who ever lived
…our Lord Jesus Christ
Wishes that wash upon the shallow shore,
Lacrimal lesions of the holographic whore…
Tectonic temptations, the lava shall pour,
Unleashing emotions, entombed we gore.
Mangled monuments of ruins regurgitate,
Surfacing megalomania of demons dominate…
Demonic destruction encroaches to infiltrate,
Demigods of desire will position to penetrate.
Distant horizons dissipating within plain sight,
Frigid frustrations amidst fore playing frostbite…
Detestation distortions of Hell’s agape appetite,
Antagonizing warring Angels take feverous flight.
Falling into oblivion within the blink of an eye,
Idempotent illusions making macabre to justify…
But there stands one soul, whose words do magnify,
Their love spreading thru asphyxiating air to clarify.
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Using a male virtual voiceover
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A break up!
I've had a breakup...
With a person..?? No with my emotions,
With my love and aspirations
They said love's a give and take relation,
But little did I know it demanded a high compensation...
Every time I tried to share a piece of my heart
I was gifted with the echoes of abhorrence that hit me hard,
I see the softness shredding
And anger growing stronger,
Love slowly fading
And detestation taking over...
Was never accepted as an abundance of love
Will never be accepted as one of hate,
For a girl now grown so bitter and rough
Will ever be accepted by one in her fate?
One day, you'll be dead to me
My life is a hazard to everyone
And myself
My desperate detestation for you
The way you are
What you do
How you breath
My hatred for you is an endless pit
Of Hell and dark memories
The heart inside my weeping chest
is sewn in grotesque shades of purple
and its all your fault
You're a beautiful creature
of misery and despair
the painful tears you shed
slowly pull up the corners of my lying mouth
to my sweet, innocent ears
I want your head on a stake
bloodied scissors in your chest
your blood in a jar
You disgust me
the twinkle in your eyes is a knife to my neck
soon to be turned on you
cutting out every bleeding piece
of your perfect soul
One day you'll be nothing more
then a crying, screaming memory
a haunting melody that plagues my sorry heart
My love for you is a complete lie.
You feel your body falling in blackness.
You snatch your shoulder to the right.
The nausea stops.
The bottomless pit is hell.
Do not enter the midnight.
Up in the window, stands a coyote.
His teeth are bared in detestation.
He howls his satanic verses.
Abomination is his curse.
Do not confront this animal.
Life fades.
Humankind is mentally dead.
They have goaded the animals with the splicing of human brain.
A dog walks with the persona of man.
Do not speak to him.
In the hollow of a tree with leaves as a covering, lies a wolf.
Her teeth are gleaming as she slyly looks.
She stands and yowls her satanic verses.
Atrocity is her hatred.
Do not attack.
Run as fast as you can.
Satan is on a journey to win.
Shout for the Holy Spirit to enter.
Abhor venerating the regards of our creator.
Do this to be save.
Satanic verses you hear in the howls and yowls of the pacts.
They speak in tongue about your nicks and knacks.
Purloins humankind has become by affronting the world the omnipotent formed.
The great divided is no more.
Satanic verses are the faunas’ voices.
Beware the midnight!
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Penned on May 27, 2014!|
Sharpen the blade and start the fire
Set ablaze your selfish desire
Alas, I have learned of your hidden goals
It is you for whom the bell tolls
Call it hate, call it detestation
For your love is the only abomination
That burdens, tortures, and destroys my soul
It is you for whom the bell tolls
This godforsaken attempt to smash all my dreams
'Tis only a mere tip of the iceberg it seems
It is like I am stranded on a deserted atoll
It is you for whom the bell tolls
Life can never redo what has already been done
I will secure my self and I will ready my gun
If only I could run to Utopia's knoll
It is you for whom the bell tolls
Tighten the hatches and prepare to make sail
Ahead is a hurricane with a full force gale
I believe as my ship yaws, pitches, and rolls
It is me for whom the bell tolls
Broken hearts
Black as tar
A sister’s love burned away
Forever replaced with irreversible hate
Reach for light before the night forever takes
Your soul away
Fight the night, seek the light
Sisters’ love
Can be an unbreakable bond
A soul slowly baptized
In Lucifer’s detestation
Chipped away until only the shell remains
Once sisters bathing in the rays of life
Separated, in pain, for losing the way
One sister reaching for the other
The other sister stretching her hand down
Down into the very depths of hell
Were Lucifer holds her very soul
And basks in the very pain
He so easily created
Lucifer prince of pain
King of darkness
Walks among the broken hearts
Seeping in his blackened tar
Until the shell is all you see
And the soul is but a memory
Though belonging to the same species
Hostile is their lives together
Complacent with their distant spy
Aloof from brotherly success
Less can cats and mice beat the race-
Of animus and detestation
Yet! The fish doth thirst to wallow
Even if be for a short time
Silent persistence peeling skin from bone
With undamaged precision
Easing an imperceptible knife into flesh
Exposing a fragile heart
Stripped with naked vulnerability
Surrendering willingly to anaesthetized hands
Craving achingly raw excision
Clouded with hope filled desperation
A lullaby of forged belief
Eyes fixated on the gentle thudding of beating
Echoing from fading warmth between palms
Subconsciously awaiting unavoidable regret
Intensely flaming pain searing through a bruised, empty cavity
Antagonistic fingers familiarly penetrating, ripping apart
A heart eager to love, drenched in gullibility
Opening bleeding wounds along already scarred edges
Leaving torn pieces distraughtly scattered
Bloodied feeling slowly draining
Wisps of past shadowed ghosts
Self-encouraged to plague again
Evaporating out of void eyes
Ravaging reflected destruction
Self condemned through the hands of a mere puppet
Shameful pain piecing brokenness back together
Cradling the fading beauty in shrouds of detestation
Dissipating into silence
Drowning in a symphony of tears
It’s a tragic time
When hearts do bleed
When a young man lies dying
By another’s hand
We storm highest heavens
Cries of lingered pain
Wave of tears descending
And solidarity yearns
Gone too soon
Too soon to die
There’s no good reason ever-ever
What wasted lives
And it’s no remedy
To this senseless game
See no one's winning
And the piper plays on
But it’s no remedy
No remedy
It’s no remedy today
Silent detestation
Follows the pain
Vicious circle appalling and hinders
There’s no finding peace
To change the pathway
Let the young ones see
No hatred will heal them
When sanity’s lost
Gone too soon
Too soon to die
There’s no good reason ever
What wasted lives
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Note: The Song Title: "Sacrifice" by Elton John/ Bernie Taupin
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