Long Abuses Poems
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What has one become?
Do as the Monster chooses
Mirrored in the eyes
Which Daemon will come?
The fiendish mental muses
Inanely arise
Where did it come from?
Short circuits and blown fuses
A malfunctioned mind
Why am I the one?
The object of abuses
No reason or rhyme
Is it having fun?
It rages and confuses
Plays tricks and tells lies
How will it end up?
One or the Monster loses
Forward or rewind
Will it come undone?
Medications one uses
Can end its designs..?
When will it be done?
A Zombie's scars and bruises
May heal over time..?
And what does it want?
A question that is useless
The answers don’t chime…
Who is the Monster?
The Doppelganger muses.
Who is the Daemon?
Who behests the thing?
Who in their right mind chooses?
It’s the questioning
Worldly or other worldly medical possessive pronouns
Dance fire glow orange on white but darkened ceilings.
Frozen water per-cusses and abuses shaped glass structures.
Hand to mouth is how the birds eat.
Hand to foot disease spreads like children’s nursery rhymes
In the fresh cut school lawns sandy and littered
With hate speech and disproportioned waxed figures.
The future seems so neat and well groomed
Until the elastic wears thin and fragile from the old man’s knee socks.
Try and you will succeed if all is said and done.
Children that smell like children in hot bowls
With silver monkey spoons and did I mention all of that wax?
Forever forgive.
For with each pressure applied to muscle memory.
I spill life on life on life and it confuses to eat my life until all is devoured and useless.
Grip soft and sure so baby birds purr and prose
All of the variable positions a nest has to hope and offer.
Much for the price you unpaid in full.
Eagle feathers tickle but only in a different and unusual sort of fashion accessory.
Go ahead and let the accusations fly or soar above mountains high,
Snowy and white with cookie dough.
The breeze catches me urging me backwards into you.
The scribbles resemble the renaissance of old
And bushy stars that glimmer cold in the night time dinner plate.
The wax melts. Then what?
Even when I know you
you are not with me dude
I shower myself over you ;A million times more,
even when you tell me the time will pass
I stay there capturing every moment with my heart,
even though you say you dont get attached
holding yourself acting out to be too hard.
I realized MY feelings are not the culprit
true intensions don’t have no reasons to hold back.
Even your stabbing me back doesnt affect
the things inbuilt in us doesn’t disaapear so fast
Coz goodness got no reason to make excuses
the past and what you have learnt all through those abuses
can not make you a less human ,AND a less attached.
You gotta learn that ,You gotta live
you gotta feel bad ,once you understand
how much on you have I believed.
How long will you tell me I am emphasizing way too far
Pitying on my feelings wont get you too: too far.
Even when you say you cant trust on people
what I am tryinna tell is trust your feelings
Your kindness ,An effort ,A day less than just to deal on.
Coz goodness got no reasons to make excuses
Remember you are far more than what you think you believe in.
There are boundaries to chase ,Crashing hurt to experience
you cant just wear a parachute and just keep walking.
So I am an Infinite , giving doesn’t deceive me
And a Zero you think you are
Inside out you have distinguished your walls,
Even though you say you don`t get attached
Holding Back is the forced delay from
The nutshell that you are making to break too hard.
Play the brazen melody from my inner soul
Say something to make me feel better
Pray that we soon become strong and beautiful
Stay with me - you're such a go-getter
In the murky night,
You fill me with might
I was full of fright
Before you made me fly high like a kite
In the peak of dawn,
I thought you were gone
I was full of grief times a ton
Then, you promised me to never leave my side like the shining sun
Give me Your forgiveness for my everyday muses
Take away the urges to cry due to many sorts of abuses
You still remember my innocence and make me feel complete in every single way
You blurr out the lies of yesterday and tell me to do better today...I will try not to let You down today
Still wandering in the forest of my cheerless fears
Still wondering where you been...
Still pondering if you'd ever consider these tears
Will You lift me up all over again?
Echo Your elegant empathy my way please
Renew my barren heart with Your blessed breeze
Harness my harmony of hopeful health
All I want and need is Your spiritual wealth
Say something to me to lift me oh so high
Don't bring me low by distress I can't deny
Play the brazen melody from my inner soul
Pray that we soon become strong and beautiful
Say something and smile
Stay with me for a while
I need someone to lean on forever
I want You to know that I feel better
Leftism is corrupt,
abuses all our laws,
if you don’t think as they do
they’ll grasp at any straw
to punish your with charges,
they’ll make it up whole cloth,
then just drag it all out
until your money’s lost.
All the while ignoring
scores of murder, rape, and theft,
done by those they favor,
so do not hold your breath.
Our cities full of homeless,
gang-bangers, robberies,
folks do drugs in broad daylight,
all the businesses flee,
yet they all turn a blind eye,
those deaths do not help them,
but if you’re center or right
they’ll throw you in the penn
for putting memes online,
since they all hate free speech,
lock you up, deny rights,
while ‘tolerance’ they preach.
And always protecting
the crimes that they commit,
the pedo lust, wire fraud,
and other monstrous sh-t.
Values only power,
see the state as might jaws,
they’re enemies of justice,
they’re foes of rule of law.
Leo Varadkar: 'I don't agree with the Catholic Church's policy towards women
Speaking in Washington
A bit two faced of him to speak ill of the Catholic church
singling one faith as it was homosexuals whom entered it
causing the scandal disrespecting God in the first place
by abusing young boys maybe if the truth were to be told accurately
and people read between the lines him promoting killing Irish children
what values does his words have to be honest respectful clear
for his personal opinion truly seems to be what he promotes openly
above and beyond calling down names firstly forcing his agendas
down everyone's throat his attitude and lies need to be addressed prompt
as he dehumanises children of all races and sexes
regardless of his high and mighty attitude and policy towards women
when he has none only abortion spitting out of his pride filled mouth
to put it mildly squarely on the cases examined bluntly
LGBT should be held to account as well
on certain facts obtained in relation to all abuses
from victims of abuse in many churches I spoke to in person
over the years I for one am not blindsided
instructing his ignorant view singling out one church
tells me deep down all I need to know about him
I am a catholic caring little about what he disagrees with
this world is awakening to a grave moral deceit against the house of Our Lord
It's Over
It's over.
No more lonely tears to cry.
It's over.
No more lies to lie.
No telling friends that you're okay when you know that you're not.
No telling you you're happy with the things that you ain't got.
No more waiting on a phone call you ain't ever gonna get.
It's all over but the hurting cause hurting's not over yet.
It's over.
No more long and lonely nights.
It's over.
No more senseless foolish fights.
No more reasons why you need to try, no more of his excuses.
To justify the reasons why for all of his abuses.
No more stories how it happened or how it all got started.
No more for you now that you're through for why he's so broken hearted.
It's over.
No more words left to say.
It's over.
No more begging you to stay.
The last time was the last time you said many times before.
But this time when you said it you walked right out his door.
No foolish pride or doubt inside, nowhere to run away.
No need to hide your tears all cried you left him there that day.
It's over.
Now what becomes of you?
It's over.
You're one no longer two.
Still you cry at night sometimes wondering where it went so wrong.
Where were all the happy times you dreamed of for so long?
The struggles that you fought so hard you knew you could not win.
Sorrows gone until tomorrow, when it all comes round again.
It's over.
No more lonely tears to cry.
It's over.
No more lies to lie
Edwin C Hofert
The brain - the instincts -- the beauty-- the health - the years-- the courage. I thank him who "has all power" for these gifts by using them.!
The compassion- the creativity- the passion- the love, and the wisdom. I thank him for these gifts by sharing what I have with my fellow man.
All the gifts- All the attributes endowed unto me which allow me the power to act feel, and rise to the occasion. I will not wait for God to intervene.
When he has created me in his own image- and has sent me equipped with the armor to battle all the causes- and wars and atrocities did against my fellow man.
I have the precious ability to discern what is in front of me to do. I will not turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to the misdoings -killings-and abuses done to any of his creations.
I will not determine what God's will is ...but as I know what my ears are for- and as I know what my teeth are for - I know also what he has equipped me to do-
And I certainly will not ignore the truth of any matter "for to ignore_ the truth is “Ignor -ance”.
No more than deception that keeps you in a trance-
Coward's waiting for God to do That which he sent hue-mans to do...
Whenever my creator sees me slipping; This question enters my mind and I paraphrase.
"How can you ignore your brother's suffering and say: "You love me whom you have never seen”?
Some people will give a" crippled crab a crutch" –
But will not speak up against the killings of blacks, children or the needy –
Nor will they even offer a "hungry human humus".
(that is old beans, for human beings).
A little pun for fun - yet seriously... we need to smile as we think about how we think.
My brain, my health, my wealth, and knowledge: My courage - my compassion and my passion; Should all (I pray), be used for the betterment, and the upliftment of my fellow man.
Where to start?
I start by looking in the closest corner to shine my light, as long as I have the precious ability to do so.
And when I am but a faded photo in the book of days gone,
I pray, that I have given someone the "precious ability to carry on" ...
To carry-on...
I long to see you become forever well
filled with life and happiness that from which we fell
I love you for the character things in you I see
the unpolished gems you contain your inner quality
I see your desire and searching to be loved
your tenderness to the prison there what you dream of
I've considered the places where your mind does dwell
the heights you have aspired but far from them fell
I see into your inner core not just upon your face
the mind residing in you that your soul encase
I love that you know you can count me a friend
and your confidences I'll keep until our end
I know those places where the hurting went
with childhood abuses were treated with contempt
I know how criticism did with anguish fill
and how the remains are in there living still
I have seen you alone crying in the night
with no one there to say it will be alright
you put on a brave front as we all display
but despair rides your soul each and every day
And there did I see beauty that lives you within
the part you have protected from violence of men
from the words and deeds from their actions cruel
dispensed by those ignorant the unthinking fool
But I am only human can only see a little part
the results of mankind's thoughtlessness effects upon your heart
so little comfort can I impart that effectively touches you
until the Son of God his love on earth will do
Just know you will always be within my thought
though not there present you're in my mind allot
I'll look forward till next I see you and look upon your face
wrap my arms around you hold you in my embrace
Know that your sorrow Gods intends desist
through the only Kingdom these governments resist
those who hurt others will become restrained
until the hearts of men can become retrained
These are the promises that through Christ will come
that which resides in heaven his will on earth be done
and not another soul will ever hurt your heart
for Gods promise is that Love will never you depart
COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
Is friendship like a funeral
Where cold frenzies are played out
Among friends of the darling years?
Neighbours protect themselves
In solid caves of ancient discord
Where offsprings are bred & armed
With deadly weapons of hatred!
Men linger here sad & tired
As in a land of the living-dead –
The drummers are like the dancers:
A shadow of their ancestors!
War-eyed fake & drudged intellectuals
Litter our paths of native mind
Bearing giant luggage of rumours
More fearful than real battles
Of castled Chauceric knights!
O in those far-away tenements
And squalors which house students
Many an empty ruse germinate
In a soil rich in abuses!
Two inmates fled from the night
To those hut-like structures
Where secret readings are enacted –
Then two lads for long cursed!
Men & women & kids linger here
In a small society born for love
Sensibility & contemplation & inquiry
Forsaken in cold rumours of wars
While sanity & love dwell in the grave!
Does hatred breed love & health & life?
The Oxford days are gone?
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