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GRIEF....
My name is GRIEF let me introduce myself
I'm here to wreck havoc on your life & take your health
I shall make you feel pain like nothing or no one else
I am the black cloud above the trees
I am the gut wrenching SADNESS that brings you to your knees
Clouding your vision see you can't see
If you have ever had a worst fear here I am it's ME
I start off slowly than rise with debilitating intensity
You won't know what hit you asking whats come over ME?
There's a storm coming & its swirling just like the sea
I dont care wheather or not you agree or didagree
Your opinion dont mean a thing to me
COULD care less Im your new reality
Ive got no time for useless pleasantry
Better recognize I hold the lock and the precious key
Im in charge the Sargent of this infantry
You will be obedient and bow down to me
Your Emptiness will go on for eternity
The circumstance boo hoo such a pity
I'm EVERYWHERE in every town & every City
I'm here to beat u up make you feel nasty and unptetty
I will drive some to drink others to use
What do I care Ive got nothing to lose
I will steal your energy and rob your smile
I will cause u self doubt keep u in denial
No one is safe one day will all will owe
Once I latch onto u its hard to let go
You will try while I taunt you saying "I told ya so"
Im in your every thought every minute of every day
Dont you worry my friend I WILL be back to play
Guaranteed this game is not the one of your choosing
This game your most defiantly will be losing
I doesn't show compassion or respect
The job is simple Im here to collect
So give it up dont give a dam your heartbroken and lonely
Time to pay your dues hand it over you OWE me
Don't u worry I came for them I will come for you
There's only one thing you can do
Listen up this is the KEY
but dont say you heard it from ME
Deal with the grief head on and set it free
If not prepare to live your life in agony
And be expecting MANY visits..from..yours Truly
Sucking away vitality destroying your soul;
His delusions and anger cannot hide what's inside;
Vehemence in the face of adversity his demeanor breeds fear
Apprehensive, what next? Violence erupts once again
Diabolical meanderings, picturing situations untrue;
Poisoning the atmosphere, with no thoughts visible to you
Twisting fact and fiction, in his mind, is it really true?
Jumping from conclusion to conclusion keeping his anger fueled
Is it guilt feeding his mind? His conscience troubling him?
Accusations stem from nothing! He really has no clue!
Shutting down emotionally turning numb thru and thru
He keeps the fire rolling, breeding contempt nothing new
Running from the fallacy, of what life really means for him;
Threats and ultimatums destructive to all on his whim;
Forces the confrontation another hell night to live thru
Stay awake, or hope and pray he falls asleep before you do?
Don't contemplate what harm sleeping may cause for you
Only retaliates is there nothing you can do?
Screaming although its late it's time to pay your dues
Demonstrates there is no debate, saying lies that are untrue;
Can anyone relate, to pain once it begins?
No way to escape fate, the broken record never ends;
Accept now what is, not longing for should have been(s),
what was, is not, what is, what a tragic end
There never was a what was, its an imagined should have been
Form:
Wrong is right and right is wrong.
Long is short and short is long.
Black is white and white is black.
Toilet paper we may lack.
All is zero. Zero’s all.
There’s no writing on the wall.
Down is up and up is down.
The scientist is now a clown.
Toes need hands and hands need feet.
Siberia does not need heat.
Cold is hot and hot is cold.
The old are young; the young are old.
Kitties bark and dogs meow.
There is no need of money now.
In shadows, shine. In sunlight, lurk.
He who works hard is a jerk.
Harsh noises blind, and snow storms burn.
No child is left behind. All learn!
Illogic see and reason lose.
Never have to pay your dues!
Dead’s alive; alive is dead.
To sleep well, do not go to bed!
Straight is crooked; Crooked’s straight.
Does heaven even have a gate?
Hell is heaven; heaven’s hell.
All humanity is well.
Light is dark and dark is light.
Peaceful earthlings like to fight.
The rich are poor; the poor have riches.
Politics leave us in stiches.
Night is day and day is night.
Right is wrong and wrong is right.
Sept. 11, 2021
For the Nonsense Rhyme Poetry Contest of charles messina
Now for 'A BRIAN STRAND 1093' Poetry Contest
Preamble: In the half life of a setting sun, time travel exists. In the naked singularity of a blackhole, when a sun is truly dying, you become what you want to.
This is the song.
Born of the night, in the sky's own light.
Left to the sun, to die on the run.
Born of the stars, near the ballroom of Mars.
My life on the run, the half life of a sun.
Chorus:
We know that it's ending soon,
We know the band's out of tune. We know.
Slave to the earth, to my death, from birth.
Life on the edge? Have you "the Edge"?
Loved till I lost, such a cost.
My feelings are numb, the half life of a Son.
From the start of it all, I've run with the ball.
You must pay your dues? Walk a mile in my shoes.
For better or worse, I've turned to my verse.
I've seen what's to come, the half life of a sun.
It's a hurricane of pain, to know the insane.
Begin at the start, find a key to my heart.
In all that's been said, I should have been dead.
To all that I've done, the half life of the Son.
For the song that is sung, my gold not yet spun,
We've not yet begun, goodbye and for one,
The Half Life of the Sun.
On a wild rampage
I ride through the night
Livid with anger
Redemption in sight
Set out to pillage
Your heart and your soul
Leave nothing standing
No, nothing left whole
A prisoner of war
I will take you to me
A slave bound and tied
Not meant to be free
Part of my booty
You’re mine to demand
You must pay your dues
Obey each command
I’m furious with rage
My anger I’ll vent
You thought me serene
No, I am hell bent
There must be payment
For breaking my heart
My revenge is sweet
I’ll not spare a part
My siege is complete
My honor in tact
I’m a fierce warrior
There’s nothing I lack
You thought you’d use me
And then you would flee
You figured it wrong
Look straight into me
I've come to avenge
I see how you shake
You poor little lamb
Your stronghold I break
I know your weakness
And with it I snare
You can’t resist me
When beauty I bare
With weakness exposed
I bind you with might
I torture you well
All through the long night
I play with my toy
Until I tire
Then toss you aside
Charred by my fire
Left helpless and weak
You bemoan your fate
While I ride away
Now calm and sedate
Eileen Manassian Ghali
I'm the glazed and greedy look inside your beady little eyes
I'm the one that makes you jump...I'll have thinking you can fly
My lips spew lies that lead you straight into seduction
In my frying pan you fry...I bring the heat...I bring the friction
I am addiction
I'll have you selling your soul for a bag of demon dust
I'll watch drown in devil water in a volcanic rush
True love and trust they get rusted in the acid rain
Now that monkey on your back is a monster bringing shame
You roll the dice still I run this game!
You'll never get off this terrible one way train
I take aim and shoot my arrows in your heart until it's dead
I say it's all in fun but it's really soul subtraction
I am addiction
I'll make you pay your dues for it
I'll make you sing the blues for it
I'll make you sick and sweaty...I'll even make you drool for it
While you're vomiting your vengeance down desperation drains...
I'll wash my hands with your blood...like a bleeding crucifixtion
When will you realize?...It's no longer a fantasy...It's no longer a fiction
I am addiction
Pulled down to the ground on strings as the puppeteer cackles ,with vacant sleepy sheep like eyes and a slinky vertebrate the marienette does its daily dance ,a dance first started with a seduction of False statements of release and romance to come upon signing the puppeteers contract she says don't worry little puppet I will never bring you harm as long as I can hold u may u never feel marred, she says its an open ended contract so for now you feel assured but what you didn't realize is at the bottom there is some fine print, which reads when ever you can't pay your dues I will withdraw from u and let you fall and crawl alone you will suffer greatly until you find a way to pay the fee, silly little puppet did you really think the warm release was all for free, I greeted u as a friend but yet your still the fool, you were so thirsty, u blindly became my tool ,what the little puppet didn't know is that the puppeteer was always in control the all powerful side show queen held all the power and it is she that pulls ur strings
It’s precious to me
Why take it away?
We shall not see
You can’t force me any way
Yet I have no choice
Because it’s my gold
Now I must this once
But never shall it hold
I detest you!
Why make me your prey
When you‘ve got a lot on the cue
Oh, God! I pray
Come save my soul
What more shall I say?
Now to you I must go
Try not to frown
But how can I?
I hope you go down
An eye for an eye
Let go off my gold
Or tears will flow
My hands I fold
Why tell me sorry?
Now to hell with my gold
Hold it till you are old
Off I go to find peace
Yet sorrow fills my heart instead
My heart cold and heavy,
Hope I can make it be at ease
For what you intend
I reject
And detest
Nothing shall bring me to say ‘I do’
Heavens shall fall but no regret
Wish you die and pay your dues
No one shall protect you
Life is precious
But you are non-valuable
God come and judge
What faith he bears
For hearts bleed with evil desires and grudge
Every time your news pops up on air.
So many shades of gold and green
Food for thought and the snap of pretence
Rolling in a constant so perfect it's unnatural
A creation in a basement would picture more real
So pure my bags are filled unfiltered
Up baby blue and the red kite tousled with white
So heavenly I can taste the candy
Songs sung by the masses mimicking life's triumphant goals
Celebration of the children with bloated tummies
While cages crystallize the withering power
We mock with scaly tears and sagging teats
Circle of death
Step inside and celebrate as we are
United in miserable vibration
Happy birthday to you
Have a slice of fly and contribute more waste
To pay your dues
Kiss the dirt and give thanks to the Lord in your final act
Push
You have returned
Push
Just a flying visit as we face the swarm
So thirsty now, I'm in the window, living while nobody is home
As sadness turns the never-ending story
I am numb
All in on red, as black can't win
The house will be okay
We would sleep oft as light as a flagging breeze, eyes dry and smarting; with minds ill at ease..'
Our lives then the currency to pay your dues, who would return from our sorties? we had not a clue.'
We fought off the nausea, as well as the foe, we'd tied wires to ailerons if it meant we could go..'
Our aim was sure, our desire's to win.' Our hearts burned for freedom; midst the dogfighting & spin,
We honoured this country, child maid and man, from the bankers, to the bakers; lords or labouring men.
Our thoughts oft assailed, by the task on our hands; our limbs felt fatigue, yet we held to the plan..'
We came back from our 'bailouts', to a pittance of pay; then returned to the sky by the night & the day.
Our flights held this country, kept its hope; earned its trust, we hold no regrets for blood spilled in the dust
We know that our sacrifice, will be not effaced; keep the faith we've delivered, here in our covenant place.'
©Joe Maverick 7/2/2015