Long Injure Poems
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All that is not me has me down
I am beaten by all that should keep me
My nose in crackling wrinkle
Like dead toothpaste tube
I can’t see my knees
Eyes are deep in the sockets
The twist of neck kicks the heart hard
Hemoglobin is tough and cold like the
Mazera-Voi rail tracks abandoned by
The classy Jambo Kenya Deluxe
I need a life
A cozy labyrinth
Opening in to a boundless sea
My soul rebels land and its jungles
Noise avenues and beautiful malls
Have my heart full with video
I long for monotony
Of a cloudless heaven
Stretching with abandon
Without a single fold onto Riverside from
Kangemi, I need a flat face of the earth
So that I can see my torn toe nails
without tasking my shoulder blades
to injure flesh that is laden with sleep
I am down
Let me lie
with ashes at my feet
blue saliva cracks my lips
in a struggle to pay homage to tongue
the last man standing, in heydays
he proclaimed peace to mountains
with stones that changed shapes with seasons
the message of peace is better unheard than unheeded
now he lies here with me, just maybe, just maybe
in its rotations, the earth will become flat
I long to see the feet of preachers of peace
Their beautiful shoes make my sight hazy
Glossy shin has blinded the messenger
He knows not when it rains, waterproof wear
Cheats him of seasons
Will he ever know when to sow?
When all that is not him shoves a finger down his nose
The wind will let me know
Meanwhile I sleep till dawn is come
Darkness has taken a hold of me
Sway away from me, you bat of blasphemy
Why did I give in to lust
That ended up turning me to dust?
You, only you are the one that I sincerely trust
I will try to not fail you this time
But, Lord, I need protection from the evil one and his sinister replies
I'm guilty for committing a sin crime
Your love won't drag me down in the sand of shadiness...
Your love will rise in me like the sunrise
Will You do me a favor and drive away my distress?
Thank you for allowing me to make some progress more or less
Lift your head off the desk of daunted dreariness
Don't walk away from your problems or they will pull you down
You are lost in the countless crowds...how did I end up in this ugly mess?
Don't say a word or someone will overhear our plan to escape this crazy town
But as long as you love me, dear
There is absolutely nothing to fear
So don't shed a tear
For, God and I are here
I can reflect happiness like a mirror
We weren't made to be in error
I know we feel like a glitch in a game
We aren't perfect and I don't expect you to be...
Let your wild, bizarre and reckless side of you be tame
I won't point fingers at you and our issues are nothing new
I'm Broken With Or Without You
I'm not better off without you
Don't you get the clue that I've been loving you true...I know heartless words injure
Forget and forgive and expect the unexpected - that's all we must do to have a finer future
I will be your cure
You and I will endure
Through it all
We have been thrown and kicked about like a beach ball
We all wandered in the gloom-gorged hall
I need you to hold
I need you to hold on
For you've had a hold on me
I have a heart to save you from this disaster we're in, baby
The shrouds of clouds are baby blue just like you
Listen...
Listen...
Glisten...
Glisten...
Hold me tight
Be a peace-holder
Don't tolerate this society's fight
Maybe You and I need to be bolder
But...we live as artists, mighty with amazing passion...
Zealous as the son that shines brighter than the sun
We welcome the sun
We welcome the son
I ham quill tee for gobbledygook...
and ruffling tail feathers!
An innocent miss steak kin...
once former main lion den cha hoard servant,
resident iz cow herd vegetarian boar
hoof faux whatever reason iz explore
ring bing foo fighting beastie boy, who doth
newt practice, what he preaches your
truly battens down chicken
coop hatches so... call me galore
re: us hypocritic,
this honest to dog omnivore – more
accurate said buzzfeeding primate -
*****sapiens, he whelk hams
adieu after quick bonjour
hears ear splitting eeyore
deaf finning chore
tills unable to ignore
admits transgression,
now wonder wherefore
whether art thou still
game to reed my adore
hub bull poetry
understandable if ye deplore
such atrocious, egregious, opprobrious...,
violating ethical core
puss regarding straying
against dietary herbivore
rudimentary eel lamb ants
(chocolate covered my dear Watson)
boot fault in the starfish...por
favor mice elf can
oxe plain twittering like plover
with reasonable rhyme for sure
don't get doggy dimples in bunch
cause to skewer me but... but before...
sending killing squad to slaughter -
this puppy, aye kindly honour
my wish and don
me noggin with pompadour
as fetching drag queen
torpedo sized bosom
squirting parti-color
milk as self defense mechanism
averting casus belli thus
amidst melee I abhor
find self on horns of dilemma
life story of this poor
cooked goose flambé
caught between rock and trapdoor
special cannibal delight
where madding crowd
chants "send him back"
accursed unconscionable roar
ring anger, but lurch for eats,
an impulsive reflex courtesy extempore
rain nee yes unforgivable poor
craven impulse to up peas hunger
uncontrollably craving regarding carnivore
pang additionally not further injure
ring innocent animal plus more
to this fishy tail than
meats the Wawa birdseye.
All the pain, the fear
When will the Monster appear?
Where and how severe?
The anxiety
The racing thoughts inside me
Never let me be
My mind’s on fire
The Monster is a liar
Can’t jump much higher
Will I hurt myself?
Could I injure someone else?
Clay pot off a shelf…
Delusions are real
They are my thoughts, how I feel
Daemons never yield
My mind has gone numb
Unfeeling, deaf, blind, and dumb
Zombie I’ve become
The Doppelganger
Trying to take me over
Hour by hour…
Tries to devour
My mind and my will power
Wants me to cower
Bugs crawl in my brain
Legions of the Daemon’s reign
Effect of my bane
Will I still be fine
Surviving the Monster mine?
I just need some time
I must hold and fight
Need to seek and find the light
Then I’ll be alright
Maybe find a priest?
He’ll say some prayers at least
An exorcism?
My best bet is to
Call upon God and Jesus
For the help I need
But it’s very hard
To go in which direction
When you are confused
Doppelganger used
With the Monster I am fused
I’m Deamon abused
Monster’s devotion
Zombies have no emotion
The evolution…
Antagonizing
Monster and Daemonizing
The agonizing…
Looking at the mirror
…with good day’s pleasure
I see indolence-glamor
…gripping me with delight’s leisure
Yet ready to attack my sense of honor
…for me to defy time-worth’s treasure
Such a deceiving foe; not a generous donor
…offering me gift that costs much pressure!
Today, I challenge you, my sluggard laziness' suitor
…upon your procrastination’s grandeur
I’m aware of your wastefulness’ color
…since my daily schedule you want to injure
I fight you for putting me in meaninglessness’ rigor
…against unjustified torture
Dampening my work-ardor
…by your entertainment-indulgence culture!
I now combat fruitlessness’ horror
…in striving for a productive future
While trusting God* with His grace-anchor
…I press on by His might so sure!
*Proverbs 28:25 He that is of a proud heart stirreth up strife: but he that putteth his trust in the LORD shall be made fat.
July 5, 2018
1st Place, "Standard No. 100..." Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand: judged on 7/7/2018.
5/16/20
"BRRR"
During a lull
I took a stroll
And began to mull
Brrr
This world is cold
It's dangerous like a black hole
From the North to the South Pole
The same ole' same old bull
being sold, just like souls
For gold
And full
Control
Meanwhile continual items being stole
As the bells continue to toll
You'll
Probably cull
Something with wool
Only leaving behind a skull
Brrr
People will bite the hand that fed
People will shoot you with lead
People will leave you for dead
People will chop off your head
People will act like your friend and then
People will stab you in the back with an object with a sharp edge
People will push you off a ledge
People will kill you over bread
People will tend to often believe what they read
People will watch while you bled
The ground around turning red
People will take back what they said
People will say it's all in your head
People will says it's the alcohol and prescriptions meds
Time and time again
People will do anything just so that they can get ahead
When
Will it end?
Brrr
Shiver me timbers
Humans still bicker
And continue to differ
Out to make others wither
While struggling with pills and liquor
Was it always this way
Or are the people of today
So much sicker
I see too many being bitter
Out to hinder and injure
Whatever it takes, so that they're the victor
And richer
Even if they have to leave you at the bottom of a river
They wouldn't dare call themselves a sinner
Only a winner
This all paints an ugly picture
Like some of what was written in scripture
At that point, what really differentiates us from critters?
When there really is so much to consider
My message has been delivered
Brrr
Yes maam and yes sir
What was done for him or her
By: Dalton Ogletree
Crash Simpson grasped the flaming sword
and held it up against the Ghost Rider
They would battle to the death
a vision that continued to grow even wider
But Crash's daughter was in the way
holding close to Johnny Blaze's side
Crash refused to engage
not wanting her to die
Then suddenly Crash and Ghost Rider tumbled
down deep into the bowels of hell
"Johnny Blaze prepare to die!!"
Crash uttered in a fiesty yell
In front of Satan they battled,
then a large serpent grabbed the spirit of vengeance
Crash Simpson could not injure him
and he quickly changed his intentions
With the sword he killed the serpent
and then ended the life of a demon
But he was injured in the scrapple
and his life soon became one of dreaming
Soon Ghost rider was reunited with Roxanne
and she seemingly forgot about the battle
but off to the desert they would go
where monster snakes would loudly rattle
Although I'm in my autumn years I still feel full of ginger.
But I'm slowin' down - my brittle bones so as not to injure!
Alas, I can't do everything that I once would choose.
It now takes a bit more effort to bend down and tie my shoes!
I can still manage to bend over and touch my toes,
And if need be could do a few pushups I suppose.
But I must take care not to strain my delicate back,
For fear I'll put the consarned thing out of whack!
I still religiously manicure my resplendent lawn,
But my zeal for keepin' it pristine is somewhat gone.
I may relinquish that onerous chore to the neighbor boy,
But those years of lovin' care I'd hate to see him destroy!
I used to carry the groceries but I seldom do that anymore
I enlist a strappin' lad to tote the bags from the grocery store.
I huff and puff climbin' stairs, so now I take the elevator,
Or if in the mall one is handy, I'll ride the escalator.
Lord, spare me the misery of livin' in a Sunshine Home, I pray!
I'll walk, I'll exercise, I'll do anything You say.
Even faithfully swallow every known vitamin from A to zinc,
Anything, dear Lord, anything to keep me in the pink!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
If I could state the most important act of the government,
It would be giving medical aid to the poor, to all people,
And not the defence of the nation which could aggravate,
The less developed, less democratic countries capable.
I would not validate education as most important thing,
Because anyone can learn if they really have endeavour,
At any point in time in their life forever, if they attack work,
And because health is more affective than being clever.
Education does not give you your physical life and mind,
And not having it does not injure or cause physical harm,
But you could murder by not paying someone's health bill,
If you're a government member, and then there's alarm.
Housing would not succeed, take the hierarchy's top spot,
Because you can always love and take your neighbour in,
And environmental change would not surface and so cut it,
Because we each one of us individually has to see our sin.
I'm Leo the Lion, I am, I am
From the mystical world of Astrology
I'm generous, strong and warmhearted
That's if you believe in symbology
Not making this up, check it out
Masculine, positive and extroverted
If I listen too carefully, my head will swell
Which should definitely be averted
My wife suggested widening the doorways
Or I might severely injure my brain
Methinks my honey's being a bit facetious
But I love her a bunch just the same
I'm Leo the Lion, I am, I am
Just a fun loving guy who enjoys life
They also say I'm very broad-minded
Love broads but don't tell my wife