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Shadows of past lovers flicker on the ceiling
I'm better, but it's still slow healing
You know I haven't slept since you left, but hell that's a process
But for me, this is progress
I've been fraying at our fabric
Strung out,
lips cracked,
from holding back
biting on my bottom lip
I'll say I'm fine just to shut you up
I built my walls to the clouds
Because of you, now I crash from windows to broken glass
There's gotta be something more for me
More to freedom than chasing ghosts
I freefall into foreign waters
You tore me down, you ripped me in half
How many times must we walk this line?
How many times can I say I'm fine?
The faithful bow their heads
at the call to prayer
and kneel down in humility
but what if no one's listening
what if no one's there who cares
then it's all futility
a crime a waste of time
throughout the ages
what makes them willing to follow
like lambs to the slaughter
a purposelessness inside needs filling
an empty shell wholly hollow
it's all man-made solemnity
with ceremonial trappings
a means to control the soul
disguised in thinly-veiled wrappings
the so-called spiritual leaders
have much to answer for
no matter which religion
not a one guilt-free of shame
to make the penitent cower
tho' all is done in the name
of a higher power
(ex boss)
funny how I've won and got the better
you won for twelve years now I'll win forever
cuz I'm in the right and you're just not clever
i told you, i told you i told you I'd get ya
now I'm in your head,
permanent residence
through your guilt,
who needs evidence
the worst leaders are self important
just themselves at the forefront
narrow minded and dormant
you're being told this by a doorman
cuz you're dumb
you had nothing
whilst i had fun
i had sex and you had none
i told you i'm not going to get you sacked
but you lack foresight to see that fact
now everyday you're mentally zapped
I'm in your guilt causing collapse
that's your existence and your fault
i'm not there i can't get caught
your actions have come back to haunt
time is ticking it will reach naught
you feel how you feel
in time you'll feel ill
and I'm on the rebound
and I will heal
you'll never come back at me again
because you're so thick it's unbelievable
you'll never be free of this pain
cuz you're the reason it breeds you fool
' Too Much is Enough !'
Statement makes me laugh.
'Too Much' means ' more than ' Enough' as proverb.
'. Your ' Too Much ' may not tally with that of mine.
My ' Enough' may be your 'Too Much', as you observe.
' Too Much ' and 'Enough' are not to entwine.
Expressions are totally relative,
' Something ' assures 'Enough' to a being.
Same may turn 'Too Much' for other to give.
Impacts are sure to differ on same thing.
'Too Much' and 'Enough' aren't comparable -
To bring same effect, same stuff isn't able.
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NA in "One Word Wit Style" Poetry Contest
When you see others hurting and your heart doesn’t cry,
Look inside and ask yourself the answer to your why?
The path we’re given here on Earth is so we can learn.
To begin the learning process, we must feel concern.
For each to evolve while on this Earth, each must transform.
Right choices made along the way seldom cause much harm.
Look upon others from you heart, so you see their need,
Helping others where they’re at is how you plant the seed.
For all that’s created with Love as it’s source,
Can be looked at later with no remorse.
Some parts of the path may sometimes be tough,
But the strength provided is always enough.
Follow the guidance of the Spirit within,
With Love as your source, you’ll always win.
Struggle is important, it’s just part of the test,
The grade will not matter when you’ve done your best.
Whether your sons, daughters, fathers, or mothers,
Spend part of your life’s time learning to love others.
Now you’ve learned to love, show you believe,
It’s better to give than to receive.
I am a word ,and the word is with me.
Little by little ,a group of memories.
Formed in my mind a solemn moment.
When words in ears are softly spoken.
The word of love that gives me hope.
The hope that keeps me hold ,and bold.
With his words I hold a promise to keep.
That will never be this love will break.
A simple word when in mouth slips.
Like a world celebrates in happiness.
A single thought when once appear.
No words can define the love I feel.
Love now without even explaining.
Live now like this is the ending.
Fly high 'til we reach the sky.
Then fall down like an angel in your arms.
Rich and unrelenting are you
You who has captured me so
Always changing never ending
The water to my kindling.
Tall and blue are you
You who has enraptured me so
Never changing always ending
Any doubts I've been having.
This is joy this is strife
This pier of empty existence
You caress with insistence
That you are easier than life.
To you my ocean i give all
Consume me make me thrall
Take my air its your call
To throw me back on shore.
Your brilliance never waving
Is all I've been craving
I despise the earth beneath
You'd never force me to breathe.
Throw me out I jump back in
To my favourite seat in this theater
Away from all I suffer
Is spectating such a sin?
Keep me Keep me let me stay
Be nothing in your bluest ray
Please i beg why wont you
Take the body i threw
Wash it ashore
Keep me instead
Just my head
Let all else be dead.
The age-old dream is a nightmare,
that has haunted us far too long,
still it lures in so many souls
with the sweetness of its song.
But beyond the simple melody
a darkness quickly appears,
those who preach of utopia
are the ones we should most fear.
It all starts out pleasant enough,
they want to build the perfect world,
with peace, love, and prosperity,
for every single boy and girl.
But on what defines perfection,
the can never truly agree,
tell them it’s abstract idea,
and they scream out ‘heresy!’
Not that this will stop the push,
they’re convinced that they’re right,
and any who would oppose them,
are an evil and a blight.
First it’s campaigns to convince
that they hold the greatest truth,
then to the schools for targeting
the dumb, impressionable youth.
They think that this will do the job,
but too many reject and dismiss,
then comes all the social pressure,
go along or you’re not ‘with it.’
And when even that doesn’t prevail,
they always turn to government,
use law to force you to agree,
or face a long imprisonment.
This becomes the tipping point,
since government is always force,
yet convinced they’ll bring perfection,
they’ll do what was once abhorred.
Some penalties put you in camps,
doomed to a miserable fate,
no longer do you just ‘disagree,’
you’re now enemy of the state.
It does not take much to see this,
such an endless, brutal trend,
Hitler’s ‘perfect’ Aryan Reich
sent ten million to their end.
And all those workers ‘paradises,’
their purges and class enemies,
Sent a hundred million folk to death,
to build their ‘ideal’ societies.
Even down on the smaller scale,
the same result you will find,
Jamestown, Heaven’s Gate, and Waco;
where people were burned alive.
How many would still be with us,
how many fewer would be dead,
if we could take utopia
and drive it clear out of our heads?
In fact the very word itself,
if you look back on history,
literally translates as ‘no place,’
in the original Greek.
As in no place can ever exist
where mankind lives perfect,
Better is the best we can do
without leaving people wrecked.
Best we keep shouting this truth out
before we all tumble and fall,
We must fear, fear utopia,
or else it will kill us all.
Dim pink lights blossom in the air
A rat trapped plotted wisely to attract lover
I was sitting just below the full moon
Not for trapped but for consideration.
They were engaged deeply
So brain couldn't think rationally
Questions questions questions they asked
To make a foolproof colony on the Mars.
We designed a radiation free cell to live
A lab to research, solar plates to illuminate
A piece of landscape to cultivate
But it was not sufficient to live on the Mars.
We're very close to produce water
With slight change in the wind mill
Nitrogen chilled it's feathers can condense
. 02 water vapour of the air on the Mars.
In crystal blue sky
Our desires got feathers to fly
Someone was planning to live on the Mars
Other one was ready to broadcast his task.
But previous night episode
Distracted completely me to think more
I couldn't respond them
What does Mars need to live more.