I remember I roared when I should have whispered.. I lost the purity of message delivered.. should be the gifted but always presenter.. multiple champs but must be the winner.. how could I be saint when I dine amongst sinners..disgust on my plate my wine just as bitter..out in this jungle surrounded by critters.. were so socially stained it gives Lucifer jitters.. some lost in the choir and should have been preachers.. while others had beauty beneath the skin creatures.. have mastered their art hiding flawed mental features.. a skeletons frame still attracting life's leechers.. some deserved degrees but were shunned by their teachers .. while the swiftest to run just remained in the bleachers.. built for a fire there heart pumping ether.. perpetual motion wounds must rest to get closure... Drunken rants edition..
Within the mendicant monolithic mirror
The fraudulent faces that are never nearer
For in the whimsical wonderland of Alice
Parasitic pretenders in the pompous palace
As we listen to the pretentious preachers
We give long life to the loveless leechers
For the masking mirrors regrettably reflect
Flamboyant fantasies of life’s nemesis neglect.
July.12.2017
Modern vanity
Sponsored by: Lewis Raynes
Simply Speakingly Sleeping
Reciting poetry in my Zzzzzzzzzzzleep...lol
For I look at the world today
More demons come out to play
Soiled shadows and frustration
Boiling in this insidious incubation
The leechers bite with the parasites
As we slowly loose all are rights
We the conquered not the people
Bow down to their seductive steeple
Hellish hospitals with the gravely ill
Where doctors say take another pill
A new war without ammunitions
As we invite our inhibitions
Crimson cries of lachrymal souls
Building empires of empty holes
Silenced shadows in the morning dew
“Wake Up” to the sleep talker in you.
Jan.10.2017
Talking in your sleep -Contest
Sponsored by: Lewis Raynes
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