melancholic tidings—
optimism asystolic, now
fool’s paradise.
laconism stentorian
saline fluid agglomerating
“malignant” obfuscates,
formulates black stars.
fluttering, clouting
against ghostly pale tile.
aesculapian screams
circumnavigate weak cerebrum,
foxtrotting endlessly,
cold-blooded mockery.
serene bedrest
sinking linen counterpane.
morphing, suffocating
anaemic stature,
tasting like metal.
thrashing abnormal growth
actuate tunnels unending
i feel it.
i feel everything.
head encumbrance,
vessels strangulated,
blue skin a horror.
needle-punctured, scanned.
inhuman study. a specimen,
neglected medical non-priority.
fragile. no mind.
deteriorating. weaker.
sick. morningly.
please. help. ignored.
stained. vomit. pale.
monitor accelerating.
oxygen. chemotherapy.
please. help. me.
i. am. human.
bottom. medical. food. chain.
neglect. oxygen. oxygen.
oxygen. oxygen.
need. medicine.
nurses.
loud.
sonorous.
ringing.
light.
hunger. thirst. taste. smell. vision. touch. hearing.
taste. smell. vision. touch. hearing.
vision. touch. hearing.
touch. hearing.
dont. go.
hearing.
loud.
asystole.
Theory of distinguished alpha
Elements of sentences that intertwine
Philosophy of emotion
Antecedent through expressions
Conviction of confess
Formulates a test
Introduction into Poetry
Talking Poet in documentation
Creations of sentry
What the mind thinks comes out in words
Open words with the destination being the reader
What the reader sees is sensation
Inner thoughts and inner dreams
It is what Poetry seems
Impact and embrace of empowerment of what the Poet feels
Writing is always a Poet assignment
Commitment to fulfill
Courage to assemble
Contributes to enable
Professor Poe, a true leader in his own words
He suggests, now express to the world, write and be heard.
Full Moon High
From Human to Beast
Craving can’t hold
Search for flesh
Attacks and Eats
Darkness through the evil eyes
Wolfman calling the shots
Bullets with careful aim
Targeting the heart
Instant death
Don’t be bitten by a Werewolf
One bite, a human will become one
Watch as the Full Moon formulates
Transformation bout
Wolfman strength
Powerful and fierce
Beware and on alert
Somewhere and somehow, the Wolfman lurks
momentarily
wait hesitate and dream-
imagination cries
unshackled
conception awakens-
formulates
hiku=haiku-in-english
Doubled= 2 separate stand-alone untitled hiku - capable of unifying into a six-liner
Wondering worlds look back and validate the earth's self-esteem,
visually realizing that people are traumatized, wondering what happened to their dreams.
Because their minds, which account for lost time, and people who are sitting around, trying to make a sound,
perplexing to an idea while wondering if the earth is flat or round.
Thinking that the frequency is going to stand still,
but it vibrates your body and formulates your mind with a visual sex appeal.
But we continue to create and lose faith because common sense is becoming too eminent,
where everybody wants money, looking to lust, and it's not making any sense.
So we give the world back its power and then lose an hour that becomes the darkness in your mind,
causing the sun not to shine while you're stuck in a box with lost time.
Ploughing of resources
Amazes the universe
Should have been done
Scattering of the clouds
Magnifies the sky
Should have been noticed,
The soul,
It is the way
That showed the world
A sweetness of the voice
It is the respect
That amplified the individual
A representation of who you are
The truth,
Movement of the mountain
Shatters the atmosphere
Should have been collected
Sequence of the sea
Formulates the personality
Should have been captured
Once in a lifetime
A book tells a story
And an author tells the experience
The senses of the world
A tear tells a feeling
And a sorrow tells the pain
The emotions of a human being
It's coming,
When the sea meets the sand
It formulates A sequence
A master creation
When the storm meets an individual
It creates an atmosphere
A freedom
The revelations of the truth,
A poem illustrates the thoughts
And words tells the emotions
The waxing of a soul
An individual formulates the stories
And the hand writes the words
I am left handed
Intelligence in a man
Brings admiration
Is there such a man?
Sex appeal in a man
Brings confidence
Is there such a man?
Let me open your eyes,
Morals formulates
Character
Do not stop talking
Values distinguishes
Personality
Must I continue
It should be said,
Culture in a man
Brings individualism
Is there such a man?
Belief in a man
Brings humbleness
Is there such a man?
Let me open your eyes.
Sometimes a writing does not make sense
But I writer has to write something
Through barriers,you find yourself
As I pick up my pencil
I have no words to express
Only the emotions
How could that be?
The seed that has been planted
Manifests itself
Unbelievable
The growth that has been withhold
Formulates itself
Unbreakable
Is this history?
Sometimes a writing does not make sense
But a writer would write something
Through challenges,you conquer the world
As I recollect my emotions
I have no regrets to express
Only my life to live
How could that be?
It is a birth right
Although it must be earned
It is an honor
Although it must be appreciated
It is acceptable
Although it must be distinguished
Salute the Greatest King,
The decisions he formulates
Makes him stronger
Rambling of a lion
The abilities he possesses
Makes him unstoppable
Cracking of a tombstone
He is coming out,
It is a modification
Although it must be utilized
It is a story
Although it must be read
It is culture
Although it must be respected
Salute the Greatest King
People today say they don’t care
Forms beware
They show no interest nor concern
People phrase
Darkened in haze
People amaze
Phony people from the very start
Formulates a depart
Don’t need in one’s life
That is my best advice
True friends don’t put you down
They shouldn’t be found
Friends bring laughter and fun
Surround being among
Pretending friends is out
Think about that as your moving about
Continuous life throughout
The don’t care will have a change
Revelation will arrange
Come a time and day
That’s all I can say
The primordial flash of the absolute
illumines the essence of diverse life forms,
the primal energy of the god particles
drives the destiny of the existent.
The universal elements embedded in each soul
interconnect the nodes of survival,
yet each is a tree in the forest of variety,
each is a flower in the garden of plurality.
The rhythm of continuum manifest in life
intones the cosmic music of love,
binding all by one harmonic string
of singularity harp resonating the prime melody.
Glowing in the glimmer of creator’s candle,
sublime soul recognizes the tenet of unity,
formulates the amalgamating equation of being
in the fold of divine network of integral oneness.
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Lustful thoughts cluster inside me
Spiralling anguish is my tidal sea
I’m in the womb of warped-up lies
Pry your eyes open before life dies
I gave life to restoration of positivity
Numberous numbing sensations hit at me all at once now
Ashamed and humiliated honestly
Compassion and satisfaction is what I need somehow
Fear formulates inside my cranium once again
Speak to me in riddles of radiance and let my ink never dry at ease
For I’m your one and only poetic artist’s pen
I’m watching the peak of the mountain turn to shadowy valleys
autumn’s most clever harvest moon
parades above scratchy hay bales
September shows us October’s nearness
Kansas and Nebraska cool off wonderfully
harvest moon love of September formulates plan
hear a knock on meadow’s door?
It was never about being in competition
Actually it was about embracing who you are
The story has many folds
Read it carefully
You will be suprised of the outcome
The sky was made to be admired
As it formulates new possibilities
The moon was made to be cherished
As it creates new beginnings
The story is yet to be told
It was never about who is better than the other
Actually it was about being the best you can be
The story has many mysteries
Read it with an open heart
You will be amazed of the outcome
The sea was made to be interesting
As it bears mysteries
The mountains were made to be a mystery
As it accumulates untold stories
The story is yet to be written
It was never about what you know
Actually it was about what you do not know
The story has many words
Read it over again
You will be inspired by the outcome
The forest was made to be imperative
As it formulates freedom
The stars were made to be a light
As it shows a way
The story has been written
It was never about who you know
Actually it was about who you going to know
The story has many sides
Read,read,read
You will be speechless by the outcome
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