Falun Dafa Hao! Falun Dafa Hao!
Echoed through the hospital halls
A woman’s voice in clear distress
Her haunting conviction was professed
The guard on duty turned to see
The young teacher he abused previously
The callous surgeons stood around
The gurney where her body was found
Her organs were extracted one by one
While fully aware, until the last cut was done
Suddenly the guard was sick with dismay
Witnessing the murder with horrific display
Doctors turned butchers, a gruesome scene
Ccp’s State organ-harvesting a nefarious scheme
Fund the military, and eradicate Falun Gong
The genocide of millions. 26 years long
Falun Dafa Practitioners are clarifying the facts
Exposing the truth of the ccp’s sinful acts
The halls of hell can hide no more
Falun Dafa Hao echoes like a lion’s roar!
A poet exposes scenes to explore new horizons
unfolding under expansive or confining domes
We slow it down, decelerate, discern
unveiling are a fable's morals and concerns
taking pause to commune with fauna and elm
serenely does nature speak throughout her realm
our phrases linger with new colors
hues vibrant encompass as skylines
our dimensions broaden anew
sentences chosen carefully carry more import
with words nuanced, renewed
with a more sentient bite
with emotions more candid
abashedly bare, a despair founded
with paroxysm of catharsis we quill
weeping of our dormant essence shaken to life
confessions deepening, plunging in thought
letting the afflatus of passion flow
I Am Anaya
quill & inkwell love
11/14/25
fruit extravaganza
dream vacation
dinner bell
a word of caution
while time waits for no one
[using titles of my 5 recent poems]
AP: 1st place 2025
When I dare to go deep inside
I get scared at what I might find
It’s not that I loathe myself
But I fear that if I expose myself
Nothing will ever be the same
When I go to that sacred space
Where no soul has ever dared to peer
A place where I long retired the key
I fear that once that door has opened
All will be in vain
When I go past that protected entry
I know that you are curious to see
It’s not that the sunlight will scorch you
I fear that the rivers might drown you
So that you no longer remember my name
Old Joe and Jill went up to Capitol Hill
Stayed four years, longer than they had-oughter
Then Old Joe came tumbling down ~
As she scavenged the carcass for his crown
The DEI VP's heart exposed as stone after
DEI = Didn't Earn It
VP = Vice-President, Kamala Harris
they sit in front of the screen,
blue light buzzing in their skulls,
plastic guns in Facebook hands,
outside, the sirens wail like hungry dogs,
the streets are cracked veins bleeding,
somewhere, a boy is learning to hate.
fists swing in school hallways,
knives flick open like second thoughts,
a mother checks the news,
sees another name,
another body,
another child gone.
we teach them how to kill before they learn to live,
show them war before we show them love,
give them bullets before we give them books.
men in suits count the profits,
smile as the numbers climb,
another war, another market,
another grave to dig.
and the kids, they dream in gunfire,
grow up with bruised knuckles,
hollow hearts,
laugh at the blood on their hands.
when did the world decide
that dead boys make good business,
that broken minds are easy to control?
turn off the screen.
open the window.
teach them something else.
Hiding from
the day
with night
growing short
The light
to expose
what darkness
— aborts
(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)
Agencyo kapray pehnao
Meri ijat lutti gai
Media walo chup ho jao
Meri ijat lutti gai
Clinic walo teka lagao
Meri ijat lutti gai
Police walo goli chalao
Meri ijat lutti gai
Logo ssshhh help ko Aao
Meri ijat lutti gai.
She is about to disclose
What we reluctantly expose:
What in envelopes we enclose
And their display don’t suppose…
About to queerly propose
An idea other oppose:
What you wouldn’t on one impose,
Except it was what you wickedly chose
And could channels for complaints close:
A blonde asking that she nude pose
While funnily holding Thorny Rose
And a child bleed a foe’s toes
For the blood that evenly flows!
Who wouldn’t her tag ‘The Badly Uncaring
The weirdest of the thinkable baring?
In pursuit of dreams
Soak it with desire
Absorb integrity and wisdom
Wring it all upon
Each soul having the
Privilege of
Brushing up against
Continually scavenger hunt
Nit pick if necessary
Each lovely glistening
Fragment on this earth
Which ignites
The depths within
Bare demons
For this is the only
Way to face them
They will become
Embers that thaw
Your path
I don't ratify this fake party,
I intend to rid it of failure
to the glory...
I don't approve immobility
of our friendly relationships...
I wish warm beds,
and fire in love...
I don't appreciate life
painted in pictures on the walls,
Desire to paint the story of life...
It's not enough for me to contemplate
beauty sparse...nature dead !
I wish to expose the total beauty
which exists in everything... !
.
'Neath the Spring's morning fog
Just below mine blind
I found in wander
hern pixy bare
anxious
*poetry soup allowz not; special
characterz in title... i.e...exposé
Spy game continues
Disguise deceit cheat
Expose leak tweet
Do did done
Under the sheet.
Note. Everyone deserves defense.
Finally going to expose myself
Had this need for quite a long while
Now I know what you guys are thinking
You're naughty, that's not my style
Going to expose my innermost being
Surprise you with my depth of thought
A very deep minded individual
But expose my great body, NOT!
My heart has always been an open book
For as long as this guy can recall
But there are things that even I keep hidden
Some I keep locked in a vault
There are certain moments in everyone's life
We should try to keep hidden away
For the most part, I really don't have that many
But some I remember to this day
A real catchy title for a serious poem
Necessary as I've many times said
So I play the game, there's no harm done
The main reason why poems get read
“Exposing myself” is a catchy phrase
One reason you're reading my poem
Sorry to disappoint, hope you still love me
And you continue to visit my home
exposed to danger
All we only asking
is care about us
don't liter us to nothing
we voted for your best
not your evil side
so why do we have to bleed?
so why do we have to suffer ?
we are not invisible
our quest is obvious
as now we cry
if you still can feel
all we are asking is
just try see us
care for us
exposed to danger
All we only ask for is
treat us right
don't let us to wonder
in pains and agony
is too bad if you so
soon forget that
you are part of us
we are your people
we are your blood
our country should
have been our best home
we are fed up of
illegal migration
if only you care
exposed to danger
hunger starvation
brutality intimidation
abuse frustration
corruption poverty
on and on
exposes us to evil
when evil is among
the people
the land bleeds
hell on the life's
of it citizens
we need to live
we need life
we are tired to
be neglected
when the leaders
fails theirs
responsibilities
then the life of
his people is
exposed to danger
note
dedicated to all the leaders
of the third world's countries
Richard!
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