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Gray matter subjected to accumulate
incessant overall slack heavily larded
earlier in marriage, viz Zison clan
evicted Harris family,
whose hardship unemployment did exacerbate,
neither me nor birth mother worked
both this sir, and mum mate
afflicted with psychological disability
where physiological torture did subjugate
our respective physical beings with inadequate
skills to cope with child rearing,
hence blissful dialect tickle
accent doth boldly punctuate
angst strum fretful das
chord dent mental state -
mein kampf pronouncedly scarred,
asper lifetime subjected to debilitate
ting panic attacks impossible to abdicate -
relentless whipsawing, hammering,
and fracking drilling would never abate,
ache ken to ten thousand maniacal banshees
nsync with mailer daemons create
ting bedlam courtesy (Olive)
garden variety silently kick starting freight
train recklessly coursing heedlessly
despite engineer hood handedly
madly, and ominously didst gesticulate
in vain, the loco motif
barreled thru one billeted gate
after another crashing, this soundless fate
driving me into marshy madness accelerate
ting an existence toward self destruction
in tandem with Sue S Side, I accentuate
time and again, yet self obliterate
ting this papa would eviscerate,
(albeit emotionally) lovely Punim
Galvanised Atmospheric Innovation
Urban atmospheric galvanised creatures
Turbans that are stratospheric turning into teachers
Burdens that are esoteric and one of my personality features
Certainty that is generic as you’re hiding from the preacher
Stacks of written words surrounding me like an army of white confessions
Hacks that have been heard among pleas reaching for heaven
The exact and the absurd combine to form an episode of regression
Detract from the conserved and you’ll find a place in the recession
Renegade observers of the globalised extortion
Serenade reserves of the nobalised contortions
Parade of preservers combine to culminate a fortune
Charade of community creates a new social contortion
Wondering through terrain reserved for someone more emotionally robust
Pondering on ethics, integrity, morals, hope and trust
Sundering onward without knowing that your dependent on the physical laws of thrust
Plundering the earth with greed, deception, fame and lust
Multi dimensional landscapes that defy 6D comprehension
Conventional borders that correlate around the suppressed retention
Intentional reasons to confiscate the technology from the children
Presentational permeation that deny the attempts at prevention
Recollection brings a firm debate of colourised convention
Predilection for one to consummate the end of their detention
Introspection sometimes obfuscates the clarity of invention
While circumspection can just eviscerate the purity of one’s intentions
The End
Have you seen the alternate me
My darker self
He sits on the edge of shadows
Waiting to devour
Consume
Eviscerate
There was a time he ruled
His appetites satisfied
Nothing could stand in his way
He tied my mind in barbed wire
I could not move
Heart and soul shredded with knives
In that other life
Yet that was not to be
I was stronger in the end
I didn't break
I was able to bend
The real me emerged
I came with a surge
Lifted up from the muck
More than just luck
I was given grace
A better nature to chase
Light shone on my face
My darker nature fled
He wanted me dead
I chose to be led
Drank the wine ate the bread
Still if you look close you'll see
There in the shadows
The darker me
Anorexic
Impotent
Caged
Yet still a part of me
There in the shadows
Waiting
Wanting to consume
Now he is bound
Encased in his own wire
Kept from me by fire
From a power that is higher
Yet I will not rest
Even though I'm blessed
Darkness is my test
a choice to make every day
He invites me to play
I say go away
Evaporate
Except your fate
You're being fallacious, saying I still loved her
Accusing me of falsity to prey on emotions
When it was really you, whom I truly admired
But you ran for the exit, way before we tried.
When I first met her, in a chance encounter
Dazzle me she did, with brilliant scarlet colors
Sharing with me how deeply she yearned more.
Charmed by her visage, I let feelings ride
Being curious to agnize, why did she tantalize
Flirting with my eyes, resting on my vibes
Floating on my air, charming my universe,
Till I saw him with her, inciting me to bewilder
Who was that man, who held her in embrace
Taking boldly my place, while kissing her face.
As I felt all my oxygen eviscerate from lungs
Spinning like a vortex, my emotions whirled
Taking a plunge into abyss of the unknown.
I didn't see it then, this is how my story ends
Perhaps it's best to skip reasoned arguments,
Especially those love doesn't comprehend
For in matters of heart, logic seldom helps.
June 17, 2017
Eight word challenge 7-- by John Hamilton
Agnize = to be fully aware or cognizant
Is it wrong to be curious
Waiving scarlet badges as sleuths
When seeking universal truths
Dangling notions precarious
Willing to eviscerate all
Nimbly tantalize or extoll
Worrisome beliefs fallacious
Distorted enough to inflex
Then twirl in a blurry vortex
Dubious if not oblivious
Seeking truths and taking the plunge
Finding distortions to expunge
Two cents short of being delirious
Bubbling falsehoods bewilder
Bundled lies for the coroner
Is it wrong to be curious
Dangling notions precarious
Worrisome beliefs fallacious
Dubious if not oblivious
Two cents short of being delirious
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Lock ruby ridden doors for roach ridden floors bleed without grace
Roused rounded wounds throughout nightly escapes
And gaping fields of endless escapades
And gaping seas my moses blade has wrenched to dictate.
Pace rotting church floors, so I merry-may await god to knock upon my door alike a loving mother
His guilty spires to sing and relapse my sorrows
Eviscerate rusted razors to lacerate a clean slate.
And in the roar of rain and reign of vines
That pin and pay homage to this chime of final time
To frou-frou odes oozing scarlet against saccharine skin
And touch and go chortles chilling curve brow'd kin
To Cupid bow'd lips agape with cherry tipped spit
Ribbed'n red ribbons t'reach 'round rust ridden gates to 6ft city scapes
Lay'n low below poppy pinned limbs
Lifeless Carcasses drowning in ailed acrid hailing wails,
Limestone limbs aground with grave grown pests, quilled acid arms armed with bitten black mitts
Askewed pinching pincers ripp'd the petty sinner's wings, now
Falling as fallen fallacies face fickle teenage fantasies
Falling as to fall affronted towards
Mother-made dishonor doused among sickly star shine,
Clutching contorted flesh wrung of blackened regret
hung 'pon the sinful spine of east borne wind where the church resides.
Mine spires spindle star swept sereneties
To cloth mine carcass
From candid claws, in a rust ridden razor haze
O' Lacerate and Eviscerate this crass phase.
Perhaps if I were to,
Rebate the mirror that faces the sinner's face,
Would I face the same fate?
3//8//2025
Aren't grandchildren marvelous! Spoil them just rotten,
then give them back, but they are never forgotten.
My maternal instincts are rekindled and who
best to let them experience the joy I knew.
One of my preferred seasons is pumpkin season,
tis for Halloween if for no other reason
than to take them out to a pumpkin patch and glean
their own monster orange pumpkin for Halloween.
I had missed the sounds of laughter of my children,
but my grandchildren have filled the empty cauldron.
We brought the pumpkins home. For their very first time,
curious, they plunge in, eviscerate the slime;
doesn't seem all that tasty or appealing at first.
With some fallacious explanations they immersed
scooping out its seedy, nasty stringy insides.
They love to tantalize; well, I'm one who decides.
So many questions they asked to bewilder me.
A mass with scarlet paint an ugliness they see.
Candles flicker a whirling vortex of smoke at first;
just in time for the spooky night of October 31st.
6/21/2018
There was a murmur in town, everyone was whispering
Be careful all the ladies ,The trader of love is coming back to our city
He'll knock on every door, but keep the locks on
Once you see him in the eye, inevitable is leaving his sight
The guy:
I AM a magician a magician
most charming of lovers
I take a heart and give one in return
I trade in love
I win the game of hearts by losing my own
Whatever people say about me is fallacious
I don't do seduction neither before taking heart I ask for permission
I am a magicain A magician, I have the magic of love
The girl who fall in love:
My heart was lonely
You played the game of love so beautifully
That I often lie awake all night long
My heart my brain everything is bewilder
Since the moment you have crossed my path
O magician of Love, O magician of love
With your games you have conquered my heart
Now after stealing my peace, my heart and my sleep
Don't go anywhere with all these things
Why you tantalize me by coming in my dreams
Making me plunge in air but reality turning into grief
My heart is yours, so come in these arms
O white women, my lover is different
He's a white man, the best in millions
His hair are as blonde as pieces of gold
His eyes are that of dove, washed by milk and full of love
His lips are like scarlet and lillies, and his cheeks as red as rose
Are you really so beautiful or is it an illusion
O tell me na, you are a magician, a magician
Through the way of my eyes, you enter the path to my heart
Just like the serpent of Eden, you have stucked me in vortex
By showing the desire of love, you have made me a lover
The girls are now curious whether you'll stay or not
I am mad in your love, have mercy on my condition
Show me your magic, O magician O Magician
And the guy replied I am a magician a magician
The most charming amongst lovers
I can eviscerate your heart in seconds
And your senses will be finished,
The only thing you'll do shall be to love me
Don't you dare think me wrong
I have written your name on my heart's wall
Keep your carriage ready, your veil on
Any second I am coming to take you home
Just wait a few days, don't worry about my reputation
I am different now, I am a magicain a magician,
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A NEW SUNRISE I WILL SEE
When blood is hot in your tender heart
it flows in the veins with scarlet passion.
Promises can be fallacious, you haven’t learnt
for they tantalize you, a wrong perception.
Mystique whirlpool the curious mind tries to explore,
the veritable vortex of vile temptation sucks you in.
You plunge to abysmal depth of disguised false lure,
you can’t float for your disdained heart breaks within.
No longer a stranger in my life you bewilder me,
why your eyes of stars couldn’t see the dark night.
Your ruins eviscerate my flowing feelings where I see
you wash your mind clean of the filth of fated plight.
You’ll rise like golden dust from the debris
In my crimson sky a new sunrise I’ll see.
June 21, 2018
I knock at the door of my questioning
Wondering if I should let myself in
Will I be a hospitable guest
Will my questions eviscerate me
I have known myself
to be my greatest nemesis
Therefore I fear
Being alone with myself in the dark
I prepare my room
Open the windows
Allow cold air to permeate my sanctum
For I wish to be alert
I turn on the lights
For I wish to see
I do not wish to be distracted by me
The knocking
Becomes more persistent
With beating heart
I walk across the room
Feeling my breath catch in my throat
As sweaty hands reach for the lock
Opening the door just a crack
Yet I push past myself like a breeze
Wondering why did it take so long
To let myself in.
There in front of me
A table and two chairs
I sat here
And I sat there
The one of me
Was now a pair
We did not need to say a word
We listened intently and we heard
No secrets exist within one mind
The veil lifted
no longer blind
I smiled
And I smiled back at me
Suddenly another appeared
There were three of me
Past me
Present and future me
The one I was
The one I am
The one I am destined to be
So we joined hands
Together I prayed
Fear of myself
It began to fade
Some questions have no answers
So I let them fade away
I've come to accept that's perfectly okay
No reason to reside in yesterday
For both Yesterday and tommorow
live inside of me
Yet it is here and now that I need to be
I am
Yes I am
willing to be
Present and free