Met you when I least expected,
Breezed past me like a breath of fresh air.
At the time, I didn't pay heed;
Now I drown in despair.
Sent to me just before my dark times,
The light that preceded my darkness.
The light in my life, encompassed by hate—
For myself alone, I must state.
Elegant in stature, I continue to pursue.
I have to give praise where it is due.
Don't choose me.
Don't consider it.
I'll only bring sadness.
I'll only bring boredom.
I truly eclipse your character.
Hate for myself I must endure.
No choice in the matter; I'm simply a flaw.
Cursed by the standards of society,
Failed to comply with the criteria of the world.
Who am I to search for happiness?
Truly a troubled soul.
You've found a heart,
don't forget your pen.
You were once dead,
You now enjoy flesh covering your wicked bones, you now enjoy being alive.
Pay heed,
What you're accepting has much more pain.
I'll advice you throw that heart away,
live as you've lived.
You might lose your glittering crown.
That's why your heart was turned off at first.
Don't get hypnotized by its deception,
Forgetting what you've held and reward it offered.
A facade of course
fakeness oozes from smirky smiles
plastic hearts, inserted in those
with no backbone
easily offended when truth is spoken
birds of feather
pay heed
a wise expression
I much prefer the deeply flawed
whose empathy always shines
no matter their pain
colorful personality additions
of vibrancy and kindness
not toxic rats of disdain
Even though my lips sing the lyrics of a song, my voice yearns for another name. It is a constant calling for you, discreetly hiding under every word I release in melody. Pay heed — listen closely — and somewhere between the lines, in the silence wrapped by the tune, it is heard the loudest.
I merge you with my art so it feels like my own. A pair of sharp ears and the slightest urge to search is all it takes. Sometimes I have broken my thoughts of you into fragments and scattered them through my dance, sometimes I have woven your silhouette as the muse of my drawings.
Even when we are apart, you exist within me. And through my art, I present our love to the world.
That is where we are one.
Mama eagle,
Why didn’t you see Papa eagle for the maniac he is?
Well, I guess you didn’t pay heed to the warnings of deceptions.
It has now made you to raise these eaglets alone.
The role of two,
You’re hot and cold,
You’re also black and white,
Teaching these eaglets how to survive while flying through life.
There’ll be a time you’ll have to let go,
Dropping these eaglets from the top of a mountain,
Once, twice but not thrice will you save them.
You won’t watch them hit the ground and die, But you’ll fly away praying and hoping they survive.
I love you very much mummy.
For this clerihew, I'll write about Ron
With flaming red hair, he's a sure Weasley spawn
True and loyal friend, a noble fighter
But pay heed to hamartia, his fear of spiders!
He features in J.K.Howling's Harry Potter
"The Devil's message"
By Blossom Monyei
I have made money a focal point
Ambition is all you'll chase
You'll work hard just to live soft
I'll weaken your faith, trusting is of no use.
Beliefs differ
I had divided the world into segments of religions.
The truth hidden, a wolf in sheep's clothing.
My deception lots will fall for.
Pleasure, Ignorance, Wealth,
They'd stand in your way of knowing the truth.
Is there anyone that won't pay heed to these desires?
The world is mine and will stay under my devilish grin.
For the saved ones
I have no power over.
But being in this world they're still in my cage.
Beware, the devil's message.
"The Devil's message"
--BlossomMonyei--
I have made money a focal point
Ambition is all you'll chase
You'll work hard just to live soft
I'll weaken your faith, trusting is of no use.
Beliefs differ
I had divided the world into segments of religions.
The truth hidden, a wolf in sheep's clothing.
My deception lots will fall for.
Pleasure, Ignorance, Wealth,
They'd stand in your way of knowing the truth.
Is there anyone that won't pay heed to these desires?
The world is mine and will stay under my devilish grin.
For the saved ones
I have no power over.
But being in this world they're still in my cage.
Beware, the devil's message.
#blossommonyei
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Liberia Poetry Association.
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Masters of War, Artist: Bob Dylan,
Album: The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan,1963
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rifles, shotguns, LMGs
drones, satellites, AIs
bombs, missiles, pathogens
you have improved
you have improvised
you target fire and forget
this is not planet
for the living or for life
it is for the wicked
freaks take turns
for digging mass graves
soak earth with pure blood
stop mayhem, pay heed
there is no second chance
for earth or for you or for us
there is no second chance
once dead and for unborn
stop killing, leave and let live
I have said it before
I will say it once more
Everyone is saying
Praying
Believing in God is a must
In him you must trust
So much doubt going around
Unsure of where our lives are bound
The world cries out with no sound
War
At every door
So much fighting
Words like lightning
So frightening
Planes colliding in the sky
Why do so many have to die
Is it not time we ask why
Seems the Congress has become the view
Nothing new
People making laws in anger
They are the danger
Bringing us down
All they do is frown
Wanting to fight
So not right
We the people
We are the steeple
Think about us
No need to fuss
Faith is what you need
So pay heed
While you say believe in God, let your faith show
This i know
God is saying believe in you
Come together and be true
Put together your
People
Become the steeple
Oh how far you could go
It will start to show
Put aside your fight
It is only right
Work together as one
We are all but one people living under this sun
Together we can go so far
Reach any star
Belief
Not grief
The human tribe standing strong
Let's all sing the same song
Can't go wrong
In this world we all belong
Watching California fall to fire
Watching the smoke grow ever higher
People losing all
Watching as their homes fall
Tears in their eyes
Reflection of the burning skies
Breaks my heart
Communities torn apart
Voices filled with pain
Praying for rain
But it won't erase this stain
So proud to see
How truly strong one can be
They stand together to build their strength
Together they will go the length
Makes me proud
Saying that loud
In such a time of need
They pay heed
From so many comes a good deed
They help one another
Care for their brother
Give each other a lift
Such a gift
So many tears
Facing so many fears
Yet they stand tall
They are each other's wall
I'm proud of my home state
They will rise above this fate
I know im not wrong
This moment seems to last so long
But Californians will always stand strong
Be careful on the road, don’t rush in speed!
In any case, the speed limit, you shouldn't exceed
With caution, at every bend, you proceed
To all traffic rules and guidelines, pay heed.
Know well to what misery, reckless driving can lead
Let your conscience never reproach you on a rash deed.
For poems are not but words we thrown together
Tormented thoughts confined to metaphor
Nor picket fence alliteration
Dancing on the edge of passing thought
Beware, the creaking gate that bids you enter
Pay heed to silent stones soft whisperings
Tarry not amid their contradictions
Soft shadows shifting with each passing whim
Perchance a finely woven tapestry
A woven history of living’s lies
Unable to contain the truth or sorrow
Broken threaded dreams on full display
For be they scorching flame or fading ember
Tis not just words that make them poetry
O ye stars from far,
Out here we humankind are,
Where you’re I wonder.
I laid my heart bare
To starry strings from somewhere,
But blank did they stare.
We miss no one here,
Let me make this mighty clear:
Stay safe in your sphere.
Get rid of false pride,
You’re at no centre reside,
Stars from far decried.
No one’s help we need,
Advice nor ever your creed,
You better pay heed.
Do never enquire,
Nor for once say where you are,
Should ye wish t'go far.
And let me this share,
It’s time that you are aware,
No one here’s so rare,
No one at centre,
Stay within the safe tether
Of your mother star.
Ne’er reveal your place,
Life everywhere under stress
Looks for new address.
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Senryu |02.04.2013| stars
What do we need to be free
God alone lets us see
Just why would anyone lie
That would be beyond me
Sadly men like Trump try
What do we need to be free
There is much to study
If you fail to pay heed
And end up all at sea
Then you're a broken reed
What do we need to be free
The good book makes us see
Its stories raise us up
Though many from it flee
While full will be our cup
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