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I FEEL NO BILLOW:
Obvious smile covering enormous of feelings.
Shadows on the wall tells 'bout what could be happening.
Self-isolation mobilised for a painstaking decision.
Children of destitute parents on gruesome mission;
Fantasies and fallacies boosting men for filching,
Selling souls for vainglories all of a sudden.
I'm clinged to a belligerence as proud cudden,
My hope, my goals really strictened and patterned.
Need no crowd to choose me to their party.
Scope of brilliancy stems up my solitary;
Ground of comfort that moulds my pedigree.
My partnerial souls covered by fervent prayers;
My wife, children and few friends are the best players.
This is a God's given family whose love never perish.
To whom conversely, we have each other cherished.
Literal and abstract stories framed in vital matrix.
Inside the mirror do I stay keenly refurbished.
Calmly take off the specs from your eyes,
And never try get off the log in mine.
No need for a heated mano a mano to survive.
I got to do that by myself at every single time.
Better abstaining from any a brick,
For me not to wallow in the mud set for any pig.
My indicative nounal words rightly aimed,
Really my pure name not a pseudonym.
No room for spiration and blame,
Even Gehenna can't have me flagrated with shame.
Heaven blessing's on the Sparrow;
By the hands of the Almighty I don't gallow.
And the path of the narrow gate do I follow.
"Anderson Solomon", I'm strong and mellow.
Salvation seems steeped yet I feel no billow.
In the Divine glory I ever girdle at a pro Bono.
Ohhhh.... If only you knew just how I feel "Right Now".
All would cease to exist in your meager life and "You"
would come for me.
Not even the "Underworld of Gehenna" itself could keep
you from taking me away in your arms and freeing me
with your kiss.
Can you not sense that I am ripe for the taking....
as a sweet fruit well preserved, and yearning to be
devoured?
Gone are the days of valiancy, the days when you
rode hard and fierce to captivate what was yours.
Yet, "Right Now" only in my secluded mischief do I
feel the heat of your desire and witness the
power of your demand.
Today's world have made you a distant mirage that
"You" can not measure up to; and, "Right Now" you
are only a shell of your greater days of glory.
Disappointedly, I keep my eyes tightly closed
in my devised notions, for I do not want to
look upon your weakened form... "Right Now".
There are always repercussions for those who commit wrongs
Those who lie like a snake, forked tongue like deadly prongs
The evil ones who sin, who sooner or later must pay the price
for atrocities against mankind, the cost of their immoral vice.
The rat has been caught. For his fiendish actions he will answer.
May he be tortured by much pain in the war he fights with cancer.
I'm with those who think a demon's life is not one worth saving.
I hope he will be well aware of the white flag Russia will be waving.
What fate but death should be the penance for anyone who slays?
Putin is the greedy maniac who set an innocent country ablaze.
If he is cleared of his ailment, God's hand will never set him free,
for he will never know a moment of peace in Gehenna... for eternity.
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i don't know how you know
it's yours now
maybe makes much sense war
98% genocide
rev wright was right
possible not since rexulti
kill bear with ukraine cannon fodder
so iran can't stop merrikkael turning gaza
gehenna turning resort luxury hotels casinos
offshore oil rigs election want blame drumpf
but have zero credibility ever after praising president credit cards and truancy warden
go ahead watch strait hormuz raise inflation
like when merrika blew nordstream blame other monster
This is not the entity that has been touted and written about
since the times before tamed fire
It is fire, it is malevolent and for that reason it entices me
Enveloped in a shroud of rage unrelenting
Uncaring in its timid posture, it sits patiently
light caressing its curves like a flamenco dancer
In the veins of a volcanic structure, streams of magma
flow slow and serene, effortless in its fervency
I see it staring back at me, and I must pay my dues
for such a crime to even think I could withstand it
My fingertips wavered within its presence, and yet
with daring stupidity I embraced it, the entity
I believe in the torments of Hell now, this is not of Earth’s soil
Lightning flailed like a wailing newborn within me
With every breath I took, every single one,
was a step towards inevitability
The bellows within my body were a searing forge, the sands
of my finite years turned to glass entering my airways
But oh what divine fruity ecstasy you are
Gehenna, this entity that offers me spiritual sustenance
in this experience of culinary S&M
poems this mine here else often lists
economical text much inferred
few words fewer articles prepositions conjunctions sometimes needed
rhymes or not
short but slowing fast world trick make think
visual poems stolen cummings
is new question un marked re able
s pa
ce s
runonswhereeveryfit together
i don't know how you know
it's yours now
maybe makes much sense war
98% genocide
rev wright was right
possible not since rexulti
kill bear with ukraine cannon fodder
so iran can't stop merrikkael turning gaza
gehenna turning resort luxury hotels casinos
offshore oil rigs election want blame drumpf
but have zero credibility ever after praising president credit cards and truancy warden
go ahead watch strait hormuz raise inflation
like when merrika blew nordstream blame other monster
You have heard that it was said to your ancestors
'You shall not kill
And whoever kills will be liable to judgment
‘But I say to you, whoever is angry with his brother will be liable to judgment
And whoever says to his brother
Will be answerable to the Sanhedrin
And whoever says
'You fool' will be liable to fiery Gehenna
Therefore
If you bring your gift to the altar
And there recall that your brother has anything against you
Leave your gift there at the altar
Go first and be reconciled with your brother
And then come and offer your gift
Settle with your opponent quickly while on the way to court with him
Otherwise your opponent will hand you over to the judge
And the judge will hand you over to the guard
And you will be thrown into prison
Amen
I say to you
You will not be released until you have paid the last penny [MT 5:21-26]
THE HARD DAYS
Way to vision is full of gloominess,
Many obstacles are hide in it like evilness,
Tremendous lightning of will power can supersede it,
Just command yourself to do it,
Sometimes circumstances are not auspicious,
Shattered hopes tell to kill the dreams and itself,
Life feels like gehenna,
Seems like as if burning on the grave of hopes,
Gather the shattered hopes and move towards morality,
Be patient and wait for the opportunity,
Oh! Look opportunities are falling into my hands,
Like god is showering blessings on me
flowers in bloom have taken the place of withered flowers,
Hard days will be remembered till the last hour,
- ASHNEH SINGH
need not be conspiracy
nor parade of lunacy
or ignore bear
and fold in despair
putin put in prison
with warlords clinton bush
obama trump biden
to gehenna all push
this coincidence
though not providence
consequences still apply
when russians die
iranian friends fry
hezballah hamas fail
gazans who live do so in hell
created by modern israel
who is loved by corina machado
asking hatchet for maduro machado
and gives aid to our good saint zel
so progressives pink washed
don't want you be squashed
but let this sink in
as advocate violence
and boost cause silence
merrikka israel win
time after time again
for sake of all love god
don't be a brain clod
while ukraine remains cannon fod
Silence may turn into storms, must I worry?
A lioness soul bends an untamed temperance,
a fierce rage I bury, populist of pure purpose permanence
so do go gentle on me ‘O judgest condemner
I stand with tenets of truth, humanity’s sustainer
not a raging tempest, nor dying light
but an empowering responsive receptor
these spearmint arrows bolt through blight
a polished persona of armor I don
not the helmet of a hypocrite of bone or ivory
but leather boots built to march into Gehenna
the Fiery, for harrowing heavenly causes
Perfidious, I let you keep the repute given me
the rebel rouser fits me well
The prophet himself, p e r s e c u t e d,
whilst he ruffled feathers and raised hell
There’s an ineffable effigy
to whom I bow, sovereign Lady Liberty
her crown, radiant rays jut like the sun
an aureole flickers of freedom
windows of gems like sacral chakras
I, this blatant believer reverts to rebellion
crusading for campaigns and fair elections
with this, I’ve conquered the storm within
11:59 The doomsday clock tics an AI timer,
a hoax yells the denier's lying tongue
I mustn’t keep silent, moksha can we revisit this later?
give me a bit more time to repent
Amongst autumn’s signature rustling leaves
I walk error-free, veins vigor, I roll up my sleeves
alongside rebels alike we fight king of terrors
Swamiye your sacred motive fills my soul,
with me unseeker are your fragrant prayers
the holy hills call, c o m e, yet I stay
at summit’s foothills with seeker sayers,
raised voices not in praise for the divine, not with joy do we sing,
but with sinful pride we chant harmoniously, no kings!