Long Inflictions Poems

As darkness absorbed in my reveries, my usual lapse accommodated itself in height of melancholy but not in this conscience. Then I found myself in my room and my window opened. Everything in upheaval, a...

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Contemplating on a previous conversation with Job and his wife,
I drew a breath of relief, remembering my humbling purpose
Sin was imminent on my brow, though I was beyond its impetuosity
Suffering dines with long-lived perspective, sharpening...

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No one is willing to answer my phone calls unfortunately
Nobody cares to save me or love me deliberately
I’m sorry, this is how I tremendously feel
But, of course, obviously, it’s no big deal

Negativity wraps around my...

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Worried about the past reoccurring
Worried about the future, not that reassuring
Why does it burn so immensely?
Why does it hurt so lamentably?

Obviously, you don’t truly understand
Apparently, you don’t see where I stand
You don’t care and watch...

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weird as it sounds when my thoughts wield their all mighty hold

cast inflictions twist meaning and imply the truth of whats told


I resorted to reason which seems to be a contradiction of terms

of engagement with...

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I once was fast and so athletic. Bad afflictions? I had none.
Measles, mumps (the normal things). Youth was so much fun.

Then came my childbearing early 20’s. Had a girl and then a boy.
Affliction borne for...

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The greatest physical pain ever inflicted upon me was the constant spasmodic pains of the constipation I experienced after a 'pace maker insertion'.  My body was not use to all the pain medications provided...

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'Twas pain that taught my heart to bleed 
for sorrows of another...
then kept my deepest heartfelt needs
in silence to serve a buffer

For in the cutting vein of love
I saw a darkness unto death
with eyes of...

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In London
A young woman
walks the streets
Laddered tights
Swollen feet.
Sells her body
So her kids can eat.
Is  She the one to Blame?

In Gambia
A man so poor
Addicts  his children
To Heroine
To keep their bellies
Full within.
He works all day...

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Could beliefs be wrong
I've survived for too long
in a world full of conflicts,
wilting nascent innocence--
with venomous fearful experiences..

Broken dreams crawl to breathe
inflicted with harsh realities
unaware of masked conspiracies
in fiery oceans of betrayal,
now pound against my...

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Young kids enjoy playing in the yard,                            ...

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The Pleasure of your Company
                      is Requested 
      ...

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Belief is the nemesis of uncertainty,
in times of torment we keep faith 
in God's gift of blessings bestowed upon us.

In a world without morals
Children of summer seek refuge
in colder climates;  leaving behind
loved ones in the care...

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Enticed by his faceted aspects
                Political points show his honour
          ...

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This day I grow tired
and so incredibly weary.
My heart holds only dreams
of a Life unfullfilled
A Life not nurtured,
yet barely a glimmer
of the spirit that once was.

I do have memories of some things good 
-not all...

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Heartache flows crimson with black grief
Echoing despair through the clouds of doubt
Ebony mystery colors the storm in shadows
Darkening the day with a heavy show of sorrow
Anguish that beckons to the heavens for hope
Longings for the...

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Childhood is a ship,
preparing to set sail,
but not all harbors are kind

the ocean a mysterious enigma.

Not all inflictions are visible,
some bruises remain invisible.
Not all trauma can be expressed,
so the past is buried - still breathing.

Ghosts...

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He was striken with sudden illness
Had been taken to the hospital
For immediate diagnose
And extract reason for the cause;

As he jumped down from the car ..

To embrace him she ran 
May be he wanted to convey...

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To capture the true essence 
of what lies behind my eyes,
create a palette of black pastels
portraying the shadow
that follows like death - 
a constant visitor to my door.

Nobody knows the story of my heart,
an artificial...

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INFLICTION IN ACTION

        Infliction silent or sonorous,
        disguised or detectable
         run parallel with...

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Like an ebony rose in a province 
of ivory and golden flowers,
you poisoned each peaceful petal
with your senseless scent of death.

You were never just another floret.
Was I a fool to sow your seed in
hope your...

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My heart hurts
renewing old scars
into my soul the pain inserts
past inflictions putting up bars
i need to breath
but the pain is strong
its making it hard to see
and messes up my sense of right and wrong
making me...

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Just a thought ...

What if our forefathers have failed us?
What if the gates are closed and we are
Damned,
Wondering on a date
That has come and gone.

We succeed
A collapsed empire
A widespread plague
A harsh Inquisition
Two world wars
Multiple genocides
All...

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The enchanted forest
Of Le Drizzle Aleaf,
Where trees become giants 
And the roots become feet,
And the sky is distorted
By foliage sheets
Overlapping in rhythmic
Melody with the breeze.
And the trees, oh the trees
A vastness to see,
Abundant in creation...

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“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”
Khalil Gibran

In days of darkness,
sad stars shimmer like somber souls.
Upon the return of solitude,
whilst shaping strings of silence,
a troubled tongue...

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