Shouting your name does the trick
Echoing when the heart is empty
I lamented all the signs
Really ruining my fate.
Dropped repugnantly colonial
It spreads and hates changes.
Some remnants of nobility
Sort of pinnacle
All corrupted spelling in my prayer
Alhamdulillah.
Categories:
repugnantly, feelings,
Form: Hamd
TO PONDER POSSIBILITIES
AND POSTULATE PROBABILITIES
SOCIALLY SIMMERED SO SARCASTICALLY
TO SANCTIMONIOUS UNCERTAINTIES
THEN RENDERING A RECIPE RANDOMLY
INTO IRRATIONAL IMPOSSIBILITY
MIXED TO THE MAXIMUM MALICIOUSLY
MORONIC MINDS OF MINIMUM MORALITY
ABANDONED ABRUPTLY WITHOUT ACCOUNTABILITY
FALSELY FIGURED AND FORGOTTEN FUNDAMENTALLY
REPUGNANTLY REMEMBERED RESPONSIBILITY
HOPELESSLY HELPLESS HOMOGENEALOGY
WITHOUT SHAME OR SENSIBILITY
NO HONOR NOR HUMILITY
PRIDE OR PERSONALITY
ISSUE OR INTEGRITY
NO UNDERSTANDABILITY
READING RELUCTANTLY
WRITTEN WOEFULLY
DISCARD DIRECTLY
Categories:
repugnantly, conflict, confusion, judgement, philosophy,
Form: Alliteration
Vehemently repugnantly stung
thoughtless, careless, aimless hunter
stung sharp and fingers swollen to
cylinders
a frisson of horror
the pain was progressively indescribable
heavier went its dignity
penetrating blood, skin, skeleton
and became numb, standstill as lead.
Submerged into a boundless pool of
quietude
smoothly stared and waited
frozen half to death
which past revenge, enmity did it
fulfil?
Did it satiate its simmering wrath?
And what did it attain?
Hearts jumping with fury
to convey hopeless venom
to the wicked inspiration
who conceived him?
knowing its aftermath?
Is it a pleasure or result of thoughts
impure?
Will it turn its destiny or seek dignified
demur?
Eternal sinner.
How turn his failure
into benevolence,forgiveness, cheer?
Categories:
repugnantly, sad
Form: Free verse
Much like the chip paper that crawls the alleys,
Or the landfill refuse that rapes the valleys,
Her thoughts like rags and malicious hags
Cackle and crackle like old bin bags,
And snake through her head as poison pen letters,
Shaped into forked tongues licking my eyes.
Bounding, though, free from my chains and fetters,
Armed by the truth of my elders and betters,
My rush through cold and the young and old
Bristled and whistled with tales untold,
Yet trapped my bones in the sleaze of her coils,
Numbing my breath with her venom and lies.
Much akin to mad hatters at manic tea parties,
Or the pills by the handful like sedative Smarties,
Her brains oozed fudge and toxic sludge,
Simmered and shimmered whilst holding a grudge,
And boiled in their dreaming of vengeance anew,
Repugnantly slithered lusting for my crying.
Sleeping, though, free from her garbage and grue,
The black skies transformed to a bright cobalt blue,
My devil-may-care and my fading despair
Turned my heart into stone for her then and there,
For the touch of Medusa turns back on herself,
Frozen cold and alone, an eternity dying.
Categories:
repugnantly, happiness, life, people, social,
Form: Verse