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An awful aardvark ate anchovies against all advice.
Besides belching beyond belief, he bit bitter banana boats.
Charlie Chimp cackled curiously, convinced
Delicious delectable desserts did damage.
Enormous energy engaged enthusiastic excitement
Frenzied friendly felines, forever forgiving
Greasy giraffes giving grievous gripes
Horsey happiness hiding hurt amongst hilarity.
Ignoring idiocy involved ignorantly,
Jumping jack-a-lopes jiggled
Kangaroo kindness keeping
Leisurely lions laughing
Merriment mesmerized monkey marines
Never notorious, nevertheless, nefarious
Octopus ostracized owls, ostentatiously,
Preventing Porcupines putting prickles precariously in patrons.
Quietly and quickly
Resuscitating rescued rabbits
Savagely sustaining simple seriousness
Totally terrorized
Underneath unique
Verbose velocity
Which worried
‘xtra ‘xtraneous
Zipping, zaggy, zebras.
The New World Order. Secret societies,
but none dare call it a conspiracy.
You may think you're well informed politically.
You keep up with the world listening to the news on your radio or TV,
but it's only really the puppets that you hear and see
and not the puppet masters behind the scenes,
but none dare call it a conspiracy
otherwise you'll be labeled a Conspiracy Nut just like me.
None Dare Call It A Conspiracy,
is an underground book that worldwide governments don't want us to read
and perhaps many shouldn't. Many may be better off living ignorantly
about the conspiracy that exist today but None Dare Call It A Conspiracy.
BRITZ’S GIRLFRIENDS PAST…LAST EPISODE”
He is young, handsome and got all it takes
To get involved with him, girls get tied to the stakes
Early in his age he set it off with one in a relationship
The love was fierce; both were wolves and none the sheep
Quarrel today and settle today; the relationship seem not to last
Sincerity danced to the lime-light; someone will surely get hurt at last
He ignorantly made her jealous and she sought a pay-back
She left him for his best friend but later sought to come back
Marriage and family ties got deep in line; too late to get back
The first girlfriend in his past.
So heartbroken and sad; he refused to show concern
The latest girl was so pretty and that calls for concern
She was his childhood friend he shared kisses with
Another relationship in line; amidst tares he took out the best wheat
It all started off so well, he broke the heart of her cousin
They were too close; the girl was close to his cousin
Childhood friendship an advantage thought this one will last
Unfortunately, the happy relationship came to end so fast
They lost it all: love, compatibility, friendship and in themselves a taste
The second girlfriend in his past.
Tired of relationships, he dived into friends with benefits
It was so sweet an adventure; to every girl, he got a benefit
He became so free and there was no love seen to be found
Nothing to loose as its just sex and the girls were always around
Tasting all juicy like Solomon’s pear; Complications in line he got scared
Frightened out his shoes; friends with benefit? He was no longer prepared
In the midst of storm; just like Jonah , he remembered there is someone so dear
The safest adventure is a relationship with her and there will be nothing else to fear
Difficult as of the beginning but she later came to terms and vowed to always be there
The third girl; presently in his present…
…Lordvip…
D' Poetic Beast
I know there are many exceptions that apply to this,
but the bottom line in this life of mine is Ignorance Is Bliss.
I'm not talking about negative ignorance such as that of a racist.
I'm talking about the ignorance that would allow me to pursue Happiness.
Surrounded by loved ones I never thought I could ever be any more happy,
but now all I see are loved ones who could possibly be taken away from me,
or I could be taken from them causing all of them misery.
Given all of the above, what's the point of me pursuing Happiness or Love
when death or similar loss will be the path I will eventually cross
and lose all that is dear to me.
I'm simply saying that I'm someone who could never ever truly be happy.
That's not to say that every day can't be joyful for me.
A beautiful landscape, natures wildlife or nature entirely.
Video-ography, Photography, My Love Of Poetry
I've these passions and others also to bring joy to me.
It's not so bad being alone so please do not pity me.
I do wish that one more time I could go back to that time when I was ignorantly bliss,
truly believing that truly one day I truly would attain true happiness,
I apologize if I depressed anyone who happened to be reading this.
Don't feel bad for me. I mean that sincerely. Don't waste time feeling depressed.
Depression vol 13 ~ Loveless
How dull I feel, writing of the same
eternal misery like all those before me;
All my fellow poets, or the regretful
artists lyrics, that forever seem to plea,
As fickle as a coin toss, as
rare as the solar eclipse,
If you happen to lose, the
agony as brutal as warships,
Still no matter the price, I still yearn
desperately to gain the magic promised in this prize,
However, I can't help but doubt that
its all nothing but naively held lies,
The concoction of soul mates and love
at first sight; just whimsical, misplaced hope,
Still wishing of knights in armour,
whilst modern men just cuss and grope,
Such an alien concept, watching all the
connections others seem to effortlessly make,
Maybe I should be grateful my delicate
soul doesn't dare risk this stake,
Yet, feeling the even slightest of
butterflies, it instantly quells my nihilism,
Ignorantly forgetting disastrous past
attempts, the causality to my cynicism,
But reality eventually always kicks in,
brutally extinguishing my daydreams,
Reconfirming this simply will never be,
slipping me between the two extremes,
Either miserably longing for
the simplest of attention,
Or drowning in loneliness,
isolated like in permanent detention,
Forced to absorb the suffocating
joy paraded around by other couples,
Knowing for me this shall never be,
bitterly unclenching my knuckles,
Like my demons would ever allow
me true happiness to ever take place,
As if I would ever be ahead,
in this or any other rigged race,
Maybe I'm just never to understand
the complex torture that is romance,
Doomed to continously be
discounted at any first glance,
Turning stupidly, jaded with envy,
I still attempt to appear remorseful,
Hearing friends petty quarrels,
trying not to be too forceful,
I guess it shall remain an unsolved mystery,
whether I will ever grasp it,
Leaving the question for my psychic,
but doubting I shall ever ask it,
Trying my best to wish all those
happy partners well in their peaceful bliss,
But just attempting to forget the
trauma of my dreadful first ever kiss,
Wondering if I can find meaning in
my life without this missing part,
Striving to find contentment,
even with the gaping hole in my heart.
Burrowed in a nest, built by their mother
A peaceful brood, snuggled up with each other
Show no concern about their next meal
They know she'll return, their bellies she'll fill
Living for the moment, for this moment is their life
Rain will replenish. Tasty worms, a rife
Surely tomorrow will bring dawn and then dusk
What is yet to come, with God they entrust
If tomorrow comes and the sun doesn't show
Then they will deal because then they will know
As for now they rest peacefully, no reason to rush
Breathe in the fresh air and mid morning hush
How intelligent these creatures, thought lesser than man
Instincts to survive without having a plan
I
I live in a society,
That does not know me.
I live in a community,
That does not owe me.
I feel a stranger,
In my renowned hometown.
And act a savage,
In my parent's town.
Who knows me???
Than my very self?
Who feeds me??
Than my blood nest?
When they lift core up,
I ignorantly pull it down.
When they smile to fill the cup.
I expose their veiled frown.
They tell me: 'Go to hell',
Yea,they told me with their action spell.
I'm a snail without a backbone,
I'm a roaring lion without teeths.
They grant me out like a loan,
And care not how by them i'm treat.
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II
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Oh what a savage in his homeland?
Oh a gabbage in the bowland.
Who cares about my personality?,
Than those who adore my intuity.
They are my pride,
Yea,indeed my father,mother and brothers.
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III
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But this my vow,
That them all will to me bow:
They that regard me not,
But that crack me as a nut.
I'm going out of my land,
To places where i'll be given a stand.
Let me a hence there to be a Lord,
Enough of my savaging here: i'm bored.
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IV
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Let others that empathize,
Fall into with me same tresspass.
Let us in unity,
Tell the fruit of disunity.
To hence to the dungeon of foolishness,
And bid us to bail them after their
relentlessness.
Oh mother!,behold your child.
Child!,behold your mother.
The heir is from you taken farther,
And will come not again till you all are mild.
C.2017
Trumpet the ethos of these wading warriors with the hollowed bones
of their panygeric prophets,resonating triumphant tones,
to forever honor,protect,& perpetuate the valor,virtue,& victory of this Holy Order,
the irridescent echo seeps from their Father's tombs,
for what extent shall I blaze myself and minions in the arrows path,
so to coddle an intangible hope made of a prayer's dope,
or in a mind where a prevailing vision roams,
nay, to avert that macbre nightmare of having my People's progeny becoming the pigmy
of a teething tyrant who condones the perversion of civilization's tomes,
a coalesced consciousness consummated by the last bastion
with a vigorous vigil on this Christmas Eve,
solemn and sacramental the emotion is which this of our hearts
the Almighty exhumes,
A dispatched soldier ploying as scout,remote, waiting ignorantly to be smote,
a far but not forgotten armored satellite being selfless,
his vanity enemy's threat consumes,
an unbridled but composed offensive of a triplicate terror delivered
by an indefatigable knight ,
an ultimatum presented simply but also strictly,
one at least his assault maroons,
J.A.B. - Part Four -
Monstrous, talking, evil thing.
Spouting out lies, verily, daily!
And we?
Whatever news it spouts?
Many drool over every word
as truth, like helpless louts.
It should have a truth-o-meter.
Instead it is a spreader of hate.
Not of good, heavens, never!
It's only aim to destroy good peoples'
characters forver!
There is a price to pay for this.
Discord, disharmony is the price.
We suffer when hatred is our
daily fare.
And muck about the earth,
Demanding life must be fair!
And when was that, pray tell?
What century never had some
taste of hell?
We cannot fix things, lest we
stop fighting.
Standing for eternal truths,
Not today's man-created morality
and writhings!
Which never harbor good will
at all...but..demand immediate
and false tithings.
We disrespect our current world
leaders and a horrendous
Unending attacks on police?
All must be stopped!
Angry, sarcastic violence,
Turns us into nothing more than
mean, loudmouth, self-righteus fops.
Demanding immediate recompense,
for things once settled long ago?
Hence, we fall ignorantly under
the Tele's specious and most
feckless glow!
While evil keeps our souls and
brains so precariously, in tow.
July 31, 2019
2pm PST
Tis the season to be jolly,
as Santa shouts, ho ho ho
merriment and Christmas cheer
most places that you go.
We all celebrate in diverse ways,
and it really is okay
but some people get upset
when it should not be that way.
Everyone has their own beliefs,
it does not make it wrong
we all share this time of year
why not leave well enough alone?
Who cares if I say Merry Christmas,
if you say Happy Holiday
we are both saying the same thing
just in a unique way.
It does not make us wrong,
It is not about who is right
yet people act ignorantly
and they want to fight.
Let's enjoy this time of year,
like it was meant to be
and love it, in our own ways
for all the world to see.