OThe sexual smile the birth and death of kings,
The Plathian axe, the tree, and how it ringd
The horse unsaddled throws its mistress off
The ending of a life, the voice that scoffs.
Even the ugliest man can tell good lies
How a woman’s beauty hurt men’s eyes.
The sexual smile the enemy,the child
The hint of promise paralysed his smile
think we have buried othe cat in concrete
but only up to their eyes
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AtDr7xPv3Og
Looking up into the beautiful blue lit sky, we see the stars
and in gratitude we begin to admire the shine that glows
out more brilliant then a thousand candles in the dark.
Within the distant galaxies the glimpse of a constellation
is more dreamy and ethereal then the imperial flawless
blue diamond. Adhere to the sun as it enters your mind,
with its power of positibility and rebirth. It is the only known
star in our galaxy which is not part of a constellation.
It operates solely on its own energy and God given power
Take your mind up the ladder of ray, until you reach the
totality of your solar mind. Bathe in the peaceful presence
of the angels and all the members of the Celestial totality.
ours souls are travellers and need to explore othe dimensions
If we steer with rightful thought and thinking, we will create
a space where healing, love and compassion can co-exhist
here on earth , as in heaven. Blessings, from my home to yours.
Namaste
lets live his dream
lets not be mean
reach out
no doudt
help othe have a better life
bring the year in right
Reality sucks, right, that's why you get stoned
Yeah, man, reality bites the big one.
They're bombing and blowing each othe up overseas--
Now they've hit our continent with their insanity
Definitley sucks-take another hit off that bong.
Reality suck, that's why you drink-
Gotta escape reality before you go insane.
Serial killers, rapists, pedophiles (have a quick swig)
Corrupt governments, televangelists, corporataions-
It's a bummer alright-pop the tab on that beer.
Reality sucks, yeah, that's why you smoke crack
You find that sense of peace-reality fades.
Police brutality, child abuse, medical malpractice;
What a drag-push that brillo again.
Reality is-when you're broke and need a toke
Reality is-when you stink cause you puked up your drink
Reality is when you're sacked and out of crack.
Doesn't reality suck
D H Loewen
POEM 16 OUR REASON TO SMILE
I BELIEVE EVERYTHING YOU TELL ME ABOUT YOUR SELF.
YOU TELL ME THE WONDERFUL LOVING THING THAT ARE REAL.
I WILL NEVER EVER GIVE UP ON OUR LOVE FOR EACH OTHE.
I THOUGH MY HEART WAS FULL OF LOVE FOR YOU BUT IT WAS NOT.
I DON'T KNOW THE REASON WHY BUT IT HAPPEN.
MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS
AUTHOR
Standing on the edge looking down into the swirling black hole.
Swirling, swirling, swirling down, down, down into nothingness.
No end just endless darkness.
I stand there wondering what to do.
Jumping in seems so easy.
Like an endless sleep shrouded in darkness like a blanket, no more pain, no more
burden to anyone just darkness wrapped around me like a warm comfy blanket.
The othe choice is to turn around and face the constant pain and being a burden
the rest of my life.
So here i stand trying to decide teetering on the edge.
to lead the mind feed
do good deeds
help othe r carry on
and the new born
you got
TO BE STRONG
if the lord can
hold out hands
to help othe stand
from a bad fall
he is over us all
if he lets us do a ne dance
we deserve a
SECOND CHANCE
its was cold
we took a stroll
my love and eye
as othe pass by
we held hands
kiss like this
it was as we sweet talk
LOVER ON THE SIDEWALK
some love black
but its a fact
in there mine
theyer not in time
you must know
what like to be poor
to open the getto door
can be of the race
and difference taste
while othe lives go to waste
and youe shine
by having
BLACK FACE WHITE MIND
A Conch is a Key West Redneck Local
you needed to know that before I go vocal
I stopped at a Couch's house to buy some weed'z
and this is only the begining of what I see'z
came up on a trailer where the mold is blue
there are flys in day refrigorator and cock-rouches too
his wife was wickin she said "I'm a witch!"
but she came across to me as a B---ch
she was ugly and now I hate her
her face looked like an alligator
"We got six kids!" thier runnin around
"thier beatin each othe to the ground!"
the youngest one says "thats not fare!"
but in reality they just "don't care!"
the cops were talkin to a whore
it smells "Are they cookin meth next door?"
watchin on the porch on a card board box
"he's got combat boots with no socks!"
he just sits there and pulls it (hand was on his crotch)
and picks the bugs out of his mullet (mullet!it's a red neck hair do)
I got high from thier greed
they show had sum stinky weed!
by Capt. Mike
(disclaimer)
I come from the sea's of pirates and drug rummers
but now I fishes cause I thinks it's funners
My body is no longer beautiful I tortured it for way to long
I'm surprised it hasn't started a riot or went into a coma
Living life to the fullest is what everyone should think of doing
Don't waste your time with all the bull just cut it to the chase
Cause suicide is never the answer it doesn't make anything any easier
So instead of blowing your brains out or jumping off the Brooklyn bridge
Think of all the good times you had and all that are to come
I'm not just writing this poem for myself I'm writing it for all
The people they call depressed or insane
And any othe person who takes the time to read
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