Long Deceive Poems
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What is an internet predator ?
The darkness knows it’s end is coming ...
It works to deceive
It shows its true colours in the company of peace .
It screams “You Lie “, spews words of ridicule to make you cry
It’s mental disease , causing discomfort and feelings of unease
A darkness lurks within , smiles at the end of a bad scene
It’s guiding you to its light ..
behind your smart phone screens ...
I am shocked to see so many followers and its numbers on the rise .....
Is 666 a real number ? Does it mean the demise ?
As above is so below in cotton cumulus skies ?
Love flutters amongst the poppies the ones that keep us safe
Be Kind
BeHappy
Be Gentle
Be a genuine face
Be Safe
The world is full of things that vex,
Competitors going for rivals’ necks,
Foes that single you out for no reason
And haters who loathe despite the season.
In the face of all this you should stand out
As a stout brain that is not swayed about
By the malicious winds of cheap spite,
But all this needs you to have great inner might.
You need to refuse to hate those that disgust
And forgive those think you’re as cheap as dust,
All this won’t be easy for the raw mortal creature,
It calls for patience and calm of inordinate measure.
You will give up easily if you are just a common Joe
For you won’t stand the world with its man-made woe,
It’s your God-given onus to tolerate the nearby fool
With unconditional love your only shield and tool.
They say we’ll be rewarded for putting up with this hogwash,
In heaven when the nauseating scalawags fill hell with ash;
But even if this were all some trick to deceive the peaceful race,
Don’t you think ignoring nitwits makes the world a better place?
To Spark Interest
More than the
competence
And more than
the form
More than
verbosity
And more than
its charms
More than
acceptance
And more than
the fame
Hoping
to spark interest
Nothing more
— will I claim
********
Surrounding His Heart
In a manner
peculiar
to himself
love was in vain
The standard
that other’s
depended upon
his never to feign
The love of a maiden
the love of a lass
lay broken
to bits
Impaled by the armor
surrounding
his heart
ungiven — remiss
********
But A Memory
Opening
Pandora’s Box
that regret
cannot close
A.I. preys
unchecked
our heads to
our toes
Pandering
to laziness
its gadgets
mislead
And hide
its real purpose
to enslave
and deceive
A little bit
pregnant
the feckless
proclaim
Its baby
a monster
our freedom
to claim
And when it
takes over
to never
depart
Our pasts
but a memory
in a future
— that’s dark
********
Alone & Silent
The water
rushing over the falls
belies its force
A trickle
1000 miles North
contains its source
A poem that’s written
then published
and rewrapped in fame
Hides what moments alone
and silence
— forever sustain
********
A Last Final Act
Using Logic to
explain Divinity ...
a futile endeavor
Love the gift
that keeps on giving
through hate and ill weather
Through spirit alone
we return to the source
of our making
Repledging our souls
in a last final act
— of becoming
(Dreamsleep: June, 2026)
Have you listen, Have you heard
Have you seen, have you lived
Do you truly know
You walk the streets
You say, you understand, you will change
Do you truly hear
Do you care
We are people, we are a nation
We are broken and divided by your lies
You are our leaders
You were meant to guide us
To lead us out of the land of suffering and poverty
Yet you unclothe us and strip us of our garments
You take away our rights and our freedom to be free.
You manipulate us, trick us and teach us to deceive
We have become a divided nation an enemy to our brother a traitor to our sister
A coward to our neighbor
And a stranger to our children we are a lost generation.
Great leaders who are you
We are the same
We are humans
Separated only by circumstances
You truly want to know us
Wear our shoes walk our pathway
Live our lives
Let circumstances and experience be your tutor and guide
Maybe then you will grow to understand the cry of your people.
On line date
Is no way to find your soulmate
It will leave you anticipating
Met with a wolf in waiting
From all the concentrating
That leads to more debating
Because they all want to lie
Hoping you will just let it pass on by
No matter how hard you try
Online dating is just one big pie
Full of men and women who won't
Look you in the eye
Constantly asking yourself why
Getting close enough to make you cry
As more time seems to pass you by
Can't find the one who makes your heart fly
Hearing so many of them lie
I fear that love does not grow here
Makes me just want to disappear
When so many want to make a career
Out of Making us fear
The love we want to feel so near
To deceive your good trust
While making you believe they are in lust
It's all one big bust
They claim that they are in love
In reality, they are no turtle dove
More like today's scammer
Waiting to clobber you with a big hammer
We need to put them all in the slammer
For being a wolf in waiting
Decimating loves gifts
To those who are willing to bare it all
Making sure not to fall
We all hope to find waiting at loves gate
Ready to negotiate
What keeps us up so late
The love we all appreciate
The one that makes us feel so great
That scammers just decimate
The more I concentrate
Im sure that others have found
Their soul mate
No way I want to complicate
The love I appreciate
I think I will just wait
To meet loves fate
Face to face
My baby Fumi
She never fools me
She always gives me butterflies
In my tummy
She's so funny
But not cunning
She's just like my mummy
She always stands for, by and with me.
She always puts me
Under detention
Without pressure or tension
But just to gain my attention
Because I take her to different dimensions
Leading her to her destination
That's why she always follows my directions.
She said it's me or nothing
I'm her choice
Because I give her everything
I make her believe in true love again
Because I never deceive her
Steadily saying I can see clearly now
That all guys or men are not the same.
Facts beyond Illusion
The absence of who you are falls short of whom you could truly become.
The decline that leaves you slain without hope. Sliding down a slippery slope after slippery slope. Looking back at the years with no end in sight.
Where have all those years gone? The righteous ones, the heroines and heroes of truth. Now there seems to be this new norm running loose. Wrong is the new right and vice versa are those thoughts that wage war on our minds. Those thoughts that seem so hard to find. Our eyes do not deceive or betray us, but there is still no justice. The makeup that made you has started to crumble and fade, now you wonder if you have been laid to rest without a shred of dignity.
Falling to your feet, subdued by the sheer weight that bestows the question of, what it all means. There is no judge nor jury to preside over things that are true. It appears that the laws that are written have a certain vibe of bias when looking through the hourglass, but blinded by the sand in front. By the time the sands clears, one would think, now you can see the truth, but it disappears in plain sight. Ups and downs are these scales foreshadowing the twist and turns of this rollercoaster ride, where we all died inside. Puzzles are broken into multiple pieces, releasing the pain that is increasingly felt inward. Causing a downward spiral of drunkenness. Spinning in a circular motion of consternation. Chastised by man based on the premise of misinformation hesitation has caused an even bigger loss of life. Cutting like a knife, losing themselves in confusion, with no repercussion for the fallen. Just a percussion of lies from your mouth to our ears, tears with no guilt. Just laughter when it comes crumbling down. Frowns of disbelief sicken you from inside as the plot thickens, labeled you the black sheep. Displaying enough bravery to stand alone and atone for the ones that shall remain nameless. The cost was
too high as so many loves ones have died. Infinite lies that should lie in the belly of the beast. Just to hold on to that one moment of release to fight for freedom and peace.
Darius Howard
April 19th 2020
Look deep within the light my love
My gentle caring sleep
the song of nature drifts along
at times the wind is steep and strong
The heart a hollow empty song
the drain on life complete
but then from out of emptyness
the song of love grows strong
The energy returning
you dance upon your feet
the cuddles that you're yearning
returned you are complete
my mind delves into darkness
it fights with dreams and scheemes
it struggles with the truth of life
I need to know whats real
I need to know the truth of life
to know whats really real
we study then the body
the life of man complete
look to see the beauty
complexity so sweet
interwoven nature
our thoughts of glowing flame
We study terminology
we study anthropology
we study then biology
with thoughts that do compete
In truth this sweet compexity
holds answers over time
who did design the human brain
who did design the mind
The arguments from science
I then do not believe
It simply was by accident
we came to be conceived
the body's so complex my friend
I think they self deceive
I do believe in science
the study of our life
I do believe the bible
that god created life
I do not see your problem
I do not see your strife
It say's that god created man
it does not tell you how
Could evolution be my friend
the tool that god made to make man
I’m a master in the performance of freedom. In Paris, this is just part of the social graces, but I maintained it as an act, to deceive potential college friends and then my current boyfriend into thinking I’m more fun than my truth.
The truth eventually outs though.
Shall we go poetic?
Last night we (my bf and I) went to an Opium rave
On Saturday nights we try to be brave
we ordered our drinks and as as they were raised
the noise hit us like a tsunami wave
I keep ear-plugs in my purse, so we were saved
but it was mood-wise and musically depraved
we flinched, like a middle-aged couple, and flaked
I should have sampled the bands - It was a mistake.
Alas, it didn’t turn out the fun date-nite we craved
Sundays we recharge and we needed the break.
Ok, I’m over it (rhyming).
Opium’s a music label with a universe of artists like Playboi Carti and Sexisdeath. What drew me in was the fashion trend, a “Opium aesthetic,” you might say, which meant fans weren’t just listening to, they were dressing for it, developing a style, which pulled from goth, punk and metal.
The sound evolved from those influences too, but there’s way more distortion, screech and hypnotic repetition. As bad as it was - and it was bad - it certainly kept the crowd moving in a film-it-with-your-phone mosh-pit way.
They were between DJs when we arrived and we’d ordered drinks - then the music hit and OMG, we gulped our martinis like shooters - leaving early and irritated. Does this mean we’re getting old?
Anyway, don’t worry about us, we’ll erase that experience when we see ‘Tyler, The Creator’ at the ‘Rock en Seine’ festival, Wednesday night. The man makes a crowd connection.
Ooo, want a fashion tip?: Sasha Sorrell jeans are the new Hedi Dior jeans.
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A song for this:
See You Again (feat. Kali Uchis) by Tyler, The Creator
If you want to simulate our rave experience, try this link: and turn it up (I dare ya):
youtu.be/Kx6OGDFS5Sg?list=RDKx6OGDFS5Sg
They Run With Good Intentions
By Franklin Price
8/10/2015
They run with good intentions
They would like you to believe
But they are politicians
Known to practice to deceive
Spend a lot of money
Some of it their very own
Want to represent us
So we never are alone
Make a lot of promises
Of the many things they'll do
If we vote and we elect them
That may last a day or two
They see what the establishment
Has done through time and age
Can't buck what they've accomplished
Even though it's all the rage
Getting very little done
From their place in government
Forget who voted for them
Believe they were heaven sent
The longer there the richer
Have to see how this can be
Maybe I should run for office
Think this is the place for me