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Nasty ME hypocrite
From the looks of things
For I have looked deep down my soul
And it only give rise to pain
You see
I am the shadow that consumes your light,
A toxic lover, poisoning your sight.
My touch, a flame that burns with deceit,
Melting trust, and freezing hearts that beat.
My life only paves a way for pain
Sorrow evolves around my circle
Its nurture and breed vindictiveness
It drinks oceans of bitterness promises
eating the bread of hostility
I'm that jealous lover that stocks you and brings nothing but pain
To your living life
My words, a venomous whisper in your ear,
Sweet nothings that bring only fear.
I'll pull you close, then push you away,
Leaving scars that never fade.
I am the embodiment of mass destruction
On reality of unpleasant catastrophe
I sow seeds of discouragement
watered it with rivers of agony of
Nothing but sadness
I'll make you doubt your worth, your mind,
A maze of self-doubt, forever left behind.
My love, a suffocating, crushing weight,
A prison where freedom's just an illusion's date
I am the terror behind your nightmares
The Imageries you refused to envision
That wages war of warfares
And rain down causalities and division
I'll feed on your insecurities,
Nourishing my power, your weaknesses.
My love's a game, where you're the prey,
A hunt where I'm the predator, night and day.
I am the scorching sun
That pierced and smeared your soul with evil
I find pleasure in your misery
And joy in suffering
I am a righteous sinner who
wear the coat of righteousness
Beneath, lies devil's concoction
Seasoned with ingredients of vices
I'm the creativity of negativity ?? not positivity
In my comfort, I orchestrate iniquity
I befriended light to see darkness;
to concoct wickedness so easy to judge
Always preaching perfection but living with an infection
But still, you'll stay, trapped in my snare,
A moth to flame, unable to bear.
The pain, the hurt, the endless fight,
A toxic dance, where love's just out of sight.
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H2O
Owen thepoet 2019
Existential graph of
graphical language
Classical narrative
causalities anguish
Expressive instrument
exposing our emotions
Simple and untainted
intuitive senses devotion
There is a glamour to it
a perfection or symmetry
Creative imagination
uncensored chemistry
Breaking free from the
confines of reality
Thoughts give way to
change in time actually
Provoking insight into the
depths of imagination
Standing by ones own
creative narration
Visionary so liberating
and disoriented
Leaving our words
somber or animated
Spectrum of our expressions
gives one a completeness
Permanence of conquest will
never embrace the meekness
As I watch the leaves fall
from this dying tree
As I feel earth's chill
I fall right to my knees.
Causalities
Distorted realities
Another day
A soul as slipped away.
Just like I had feared
Your love has disappeared,
Into the forbidden air
Leaving me cold and bare.
This world was never meant to be fair,
This world will always point and stare.
While we were young, we had our years
With age, it brought us tears
With youth, we had forever
Now we have lost endeavors.
I still see smiles coded in sweet innocence
I still hear laughter, made of simplicity
Lingering throughout each breeze
Why has everyone I ever loved
Caught this world's disease?
If one person could change the outcome
How come all seems lost?
If one person saved the earth
Then, why do I bare this cross?
The climate has progressively shifted in society
Along with the atmosphere that’s brewing deep inside of me.
So many seem to run, are bankrupt, and alone
Many stumble in the darkness
Ashamed, they quietly roam.
If we were made with purpose
Then, why has the purpose died?
Why has everyone fallen away?
drifting like the tide?
My mind plays movie clips, of better days in time
But it also plays the future years
I see the warning signs.
I close my eyes and hold my heart
For most of the time it’s in pieces and parts
I wait patiently for that magnificent star
To wash away all these abysmal scars.
By: Sabina Nicole
There have been so many to even speak about
In this long and so treacherous continuing bout
For too many lives have already been taken
When will we as mankind finally reawaken
Fifty one million five hundred and eighty two thousand
Seven hundred and forty two unborn just in this land
And as another tomorrow will soon be knocking at the door
You’ll need to add another three thousand and twenty two more
From a group of nine who changed God’s Law
And in turn allowed an entire society to fall
Well I’m not going to fall with the rest
God has been calling and I hear His Behest
Just a casualty of anther ones freedom
Why doesn’t it ring through for some
But the march on this side also won’t end
Oh if only your heart you would lend
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PART 1: BATTLE OF ADAM
And here HE is dwelling through the pages of life,
Preparing for yet another skirmish
HE has lost few battles, among the causalities
Were faith, competence and passion;
They were severely wounded and in need
For a rehabilitation period
Mend the wounds, and heal the past;
After all this wasn’t a mere opponent
But one that is stubborn and was set on a crusade to
Eradicate all that is bright and colorful
HE is petrified, nervous and worried
Worried of consequences HE can’t afford to loose
Loosing would mean defeat to HIM
This is PART 1 of the Main Poem "Eternal Battles"
I would describe this Poem as A Dark Period in my life where
I lost track of my identity and was fighting for it.
. Beneath a blanket of earth
With a pillow made of stone
Her child eternally sleeps
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. While at the foot of his bed
She stands alone
And weeps! And weeps! And weeps!
. Written: November 20th, 2009
They gives a us a voice, but don't want us to speak.
The president's black I bet he doesn't write his own speech.
Words that he speaks come the people that keep in unequal,
D.C. is evil the future is bleak.
Unless among us is a Malcolm X
All for one and together we're stronger than the rest.
My mother strong ,God is our Father
Jesus Piece lays on my chest.
Moment of truth what's left to be said,
word is bond
nothing is worth more than respect.
Which needs to be earned
shots fired so I'm hitting the deck.
Deep in the street cracks is where secrets are kept,
Nikes on the feet of the ones who keep running for checks.
Turnt cheek to the causalities take a deep....
Breath after breath, war between us, love lost in between deaths.