They, beseech love as a token of joy, love is nowhere to be called in
only to bid farewell to joy, left behind, a hymn
such is the glossy glaze of a subtle worldly longing , a fading heartsong to lull
oblivion and them, an array of whim, newly reborn, blossoming recklessly, vagabond a feel,
And so is the love, sleep deprived a croon, a yearning eddy , a sandstorm kill
a chill hideout in zeal
And the let down show
And the no brainer love, a sow
a love losing all and all
in grievance and then the majestic fall
my love let us overcome, since the night is done, the dream was drawn
to an end
why the churn, even though a show, to steel the unsayable lexical
sleepy and bizarre adventures of an ensuing moonlight sonata
after a prodigal setting in mist and fog
my love, let us be mourners in good faith, humbling.
a saga of love, unspoken, is ending within, whence a kismet wills on.
now many are still a sense in smiling and a feeling In many more
to be born for a tossed and turned, a smile and a longing heartache
with brimming eyes, salty tears
trickling down with an usher, downpour
Walking in the Space
Walk, there is no light and dark, just emptiness of mind
Space is an undiscovered place in the mind, but there
But there is a dead entity. Not just one. Army of the Dead
Here can walk only the dead. This is not that space. Not
This is a closed space, but infinite. Open for dead entities
Old lands from the past, people from eras, loves, memories
Walk, just walking in my cinema, but I don’t care about the past
Never. I forgot all the memories and loves. Go away from me, Past!!
Go! I come back. I go back to the material world. For mortal human
The job is not done. I want to finish it. I will do it. Killed by Death!
We are demons, lifesavers. There is, here is epoch change
The world will be better, and the past will not come back again.
The blocked future wants to come into the life of humanity
The key holders will open the gate to the next areas. Oh Life!
We must just follow the Light. Peace, new future, top life!
Life is
Coming!
Dark past
Goodbye
Weeping willows of
past twilight inkling
cast a blurred shadow
on “lily-white age”
viewed through clouded lens!
blocked mid-
voicemail. last words
self-care
Loitering around at the expense
of my parents back,
I too wish to be at the resemblance
of hardworking thumbs,
those same fingers that sewed
the futile grounds back home,
my mother’s yuca farm,
my father's dying crops,
dance taking their final
waltz with the tumble-
weeds in direction
where my ancestors
sleep while their bones
continue
to prosper,
their voices evoke
within the breeze
that had asked
for generational appeal
to the heavens that took
their last breath,
“My body crisp
at the sight of the sun,
my mind wavers as my heart
knows endless
bounties of weeds,
twisting,
turning,
suffocating,
all of life beneath
our breaths,
Yet The Night is upon us,
offering eternal rest as
mercy has finally reached
it's limits, a new vision
begins alongside
the Golden
thread of Youth,
a soul that marked
a beginning and now
an end.”
All that's left withered
away as each ancestor
departs,
my parents left their grounds,
the vibrancy of life dried
up leaving no generations
behind,
My Youth became
their bodies and my life
framed forever in each
era of my ancestors.
Look around, an era of strife,
Yet God still plans to bless our life.
This season brings abundant grace,
As trials and changes, we continue to embrace.
Progress on, define the way,
For needs unmet, let not your heart dismay.
Watch for signs, see ahead the story unfold,
Let the Spirit decree, make new things bold.
Towards fruitfulness, we now move ahead,
Seeking faith, while time is spared.
Faith will come through Word’s decree,
With kingdom steps, rise and see.
When trials come and darkness grows,
Let God’s great river freely flow.
Speak the Word, the foe will flee,
Have faith for all eternity.
Let every cell in our body and mind,
Respond with grace, in ways redefined.
Shattered idols fall,
Honest hearts seek simple truth,
Clean slate starts anew.
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Eternal Demon Era
Humanity has failed. Man became a wolf to man
Where are the saints? Where? The hope is silent
His words live. Denied teachings. People like gold
People like ephemeral and perishable life and values
And this is the end. Humanity pleases itself. Discord
Complete split in existence. Look around. Grey lives
Human spiritual science has trampled on God’s laws
Evil science. For possessing mental power over humanity
This is organized crime
Psychological terrorism
End of it.
Angels said.
Here is the new age
Driven by demons
Powered by Satan
New age
High-tech life
Flourishing…
…World
…And soul worlds
Eternal
Demon
Era
Under the ashen sky of a forgotten era,
Where the pseudo-man hides his dreams beneath the cloak of silence,
We wear paper masks in our puppet dance,
Each movement traced by invisible strings,
Public opinion, a cold wind that lifts and lowers us,
An unseen hand whispering the illusion of choice,
In a theater of shadows where truth loses its light,
And the generations to come, with their glassy eyes,
Will look at our relics with an absent curiosity,
Wondering if we were ever anything more than echoes,
In a world of noise and uncertain steps on the floor of oblivion.
Under stars extinguished by indifference, we built temples,
Made of words that scatter like sand in the wind,
We spoke in whispers that never touched hearts,
And we allowed ourselves to be led by formless shadows,
Searching in the void between us for something we could not name,
Only silence where we had hoped to find the song,
And perhaps, in times not yet born,
A world will emerge where truth is a living flame,
Where words will be embraces and not swords,
But for us, there remains only the melancholy of a lost dream,
An echo of unfulfilled desires, still haunting eternity.
In the light of the South where the sun burns bright,
We march for freedom, we march for right.
With each step forward, we push through pain,
Dreaming of a world where love will reign.
The streets are filled with glimmer of hope,
As we gather strength to help us cope.
In the face of hatred, we stand tall,
United we rise, divided we fall.
My children ask me, "Why must we fight?"
I tell them, "For justice, for what is right."
For the dream of equality, we strive each day,
In the land of the free, we pave our way.
Though the road is long and fraught with fear,
Our voices echo, loud and clear.
From Selma to Montgomery, we march on,
In the name of freedom, until dawn.
My childhood sounds and smells are all lost
Warm concrete, cut grass, children laugh
Friends dont come out to play now
one last time then it stopped
We would not have known
Innocence lost
Friendships drifts
Comfort
Safe
Living happily in life,
consists of building futures
with the memories of the past
using the tools of today...!
Beloved, let me embrace you,
My touch sweeter than any virtual bliss,
In this digital space, filled with coded delights,
Let me revel in your pixelated perfection,
Tiger, let me embrace you,
My touch sweeter than any virtual bliss.
Beloved, you've savored your time with me,
Tell my folks, they'll send you emojis,
My dad, he'll Venmo you gifts.
I know where to lift your spirits,
Beloved, stay in our chat until dawn,
I know how to make your heart smile,
Tiger, stay in our chat until dawn.
You, because you're all about me,
Send me those heart reacts,
My lord of the internet, my guardian of the Wi-Fi,
My Shu-Sin, who lights up my screen,
Send me those heart reacts.
Your presence as sweet as a meme, lay your hand on it,
Swipe your hand over like a designer fabric,
Wrap your hand over it like a high-tech blanket.
:: 05.17.2024 ::
Notes:
My poem addresses the universal plight of identity in a hyper-capitalist world. I attempt to address our era's moral and spiritual conflicts. This poem is universal and specific, holding up a mirror to reads and asking: What part of yourself have you sold?
A new dawn breaks, with promise bright,
For girls educated, to claim their rights.
They'll rise and shine, with purpose clear,
To shape the world, and conquer fear.
The dawn of a new era, a glorious sight,
Where girls will flourish, in knowledge and light.
Their voices were heard, their talents known,
A future brighter, than we've ever known.
An End of An Era
Late-night drunken philosophy over waffle house coffee
A little existential dread to go with your scattered, smothered and covered
All the faces you may never see again
Cool water perfume ,burgundy hair and blue eyeshadow
My addidas that had poetry written on them
You smelt like dragons blood incense, salt and rust
Sunrises in the city park
Holding hands on the swingset
We talked all night but can't remember a damn thing we said
I saw heaven in holey jeans out all night with you running the streets
Enamored with the way the light at dawn made your skin glow
We were kings of the world
They say hold on to your youth while you're young but time was always wasted on us
We acted like we didn't know what it was until it was gone
Like so many things time creeps up on you, one minute you got it all
the next second you blink
And 20 years have gone
It hurts less when you realize the years never really leave you
Your existence is a vessel of memories
I saw a photo of this sign today
And you came running back to me
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