Grief Judgement Poems

The tongue of the serpent speaks
Of forbidden fruit and lust
And the fruit of the tree is plucked
For the hand of man is weak

One bite of...

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Pure negative spit. 
Energy drive acid breath.
Return -love toxic....

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When the enchanted 
jailors of life, 
siezed my soul 
and those
sepals unfurling
manipulative
manuscripts 
ceased to 
script a twinkle 
above screams, 
I became a 
slave to my...

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Written: August 23, 2023
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In the realm where rebels reside,
A vessel of jade, a genre spontaneous,
There lies a poetic rebellion, untried,
A cathartic presence, quite wondrous.

Beneath the...

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An obscure, ambiguous figure looks back at me. 
Penetrating me, seeing right through my mask of lies. 
Knees buckle, arms shake, shaken as can be.
Glossy...

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It’s hard to express exactly how you feel at times You sometimes wish that others could read your mind Over time emotions seem to take...

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Your words and actions
lashing out at everyone
fire~smoke everywhere


Do you love the heat
hell could be your great hot spot
new home made for you...

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From ashes of Sokovia, a twin sister rose,
With powers of chaos and psionic flows,
Wanda they called her, tethered spirit unfurled,
As women before her, she reckoned...

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The political storm is gathering 
Election fever is at its highest pitch 
As Nigerians head to the polls
To exercise their franchise
In the mother of ...

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Legendary lies
grief notions belittle us
can we theme ourselves?...

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I find people as a whole are very judgmental,                ...

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We don't approve, you know. Approve of what?
The folk who go to London, or who don't
The folk who get the flowers out, or not
The folk...

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Sweet Grace

Forgiven is grace, 
on my face, 
smiling, 
that I am free. 
Jesus, 
he loves me. 

How do I know that He is real, 
because...

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Deprived (sleep)

The small green light
on the radio dial... 
glares at me in the dark. 
It is like a lazar light show going off. 
I threw...

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News-ing Not Musing

Writing my heart out, 
every morning of every day. 
I am looking for positive things to say, 
in a very negative world. 
Prayers...

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