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Casualties of Love
Check the victims report
Broken hearts, pain, ice cold
Check the newswire
Filled with heartbreak, desire
Walk away, never look back
That’s how it’s done, no emotion
Don’t forget to look in the mirror
It’s a reflection of your life
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Narrative
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People Say poetry is for the broken,
As if nobody or nothing but words on paper can mend their broken pieces,
As if their soul existence is put into paragraph form,
each line representing some critical moment in their life.
Let us not acknowledge the fact that poets possess an amazing skill,
a skill where they articulate words, painting a picture as the words roll off the tongue.
A stranger whom can make you relive every beautiful moment,
re experience every sad emotion, and allow you to feel!
Now that I think about it...maybe they're the broken ones..
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I accepted you on my facebook, hoping for love and friendship.
Your erotic look has me craving to lick and nibble on your bottom lip!
Damn woman you look incredible, how am I suppose to resist?
Every single inch so edible, and I'm possessed like the exorcist!
I feel I'm gonna bust being filled with all this lust I have for you.
All this desire fuels my burning fire, and I wanna taste your sweet taboo.
I wanna free fall in a state of bliss, and swim in the nectar of your ocean.
I wanna feed your arousal with a passionate kiss, sprinkled with a yearning emotion!
I blow up your picture on my computer screen, and trace your pretty face with my finger tips.
Bonita I don't mean to sound crude or obscene, but imagine my hands on your hips while I
suck your lips!
I usually don't kiss-n-tell, but I think of your smell when I'm lying in bed.
I bet you're sweeter than caramel, and I'm casting a spell of love inside your head!
You're the woman I crave, so make me your slave for just one night.
Allow this papi to misbehave as I feed you all my sexual appetite!
Come out of my computer screen, and whip me for my transgression.
I need a shot of love morphine to make us reality and overcome My Facebook Obsession!!
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You tell me that my love is not real
You tell me that my love needs to be more concrete
More box that I should fit into
More small manageable pieces
That are easier to swallow
But I can't just do that
When explaining my sexual orientation
It is so easy to say not straight
Not straight is easy to understand
Not straight is just the opposite of straight
But not straight
Does not feel right
Because sexuality is so much more
Than male and female
Gay and straight
It may be hard to understand
But some people don't fit into those labels
Some people reject labels
Labels are meant to be on boxes and not people anyway
I am not a box
I am not some pretty little package
That you can just name and make it so
I am a kaleidoscope
A brightly colored mosaic
Changing with each twist and turn
I am a beautiful cascade of emotion
Rushing over the cliff of hate
To wash away all the bigotry
I am a fire
Raging with a passion to share with the world
I am pansexual
I love all people
No that does not make me a slut
No that does not mean I will date anyone
What it does mean is that I will give you a chance
I will see how we can coexist
I will show you the love that we all deserve
Not as male or female
Or gay and straight
But as human beings
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Iambic Pentameter
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Allow me a moment to deconstruct,,
Every wall characteristically set up.
And all the fabricated stories from corrupt
Individuals; Residuals of a past,
I broke through and shattered like sugar-glass.
Let me tell you; I'm not invincible.
My personality is not intrinsical.
My body nor mind isn't irresistible.
Sometimes my heart and my head cosmically clash,
Emotion covers my face like a rash.
I'm a disastrously lousy liar;
I can't hold piss for pounds if its worth a few pence.
In debates I can never just "sit on the fence",
I need to say my bit no matter how intense
The opposite argument may make sense.
I like to drink like most twenty year olds,
Though sometimes I drink more than my emotions hold,
And sometimes I let those emotions slip in tears
And open my heart to all my sorrows and fears.
But god forbid I should have a pained heart.
God forbid I should live a life of youth,
And drink from it all the human traits of life's juice.
When happiness and suffering go hand in hand
I still bleed love and loyalty from every gland...
...Because I believed in those sacred fruits.
Well just because I build a barricade,
And paint on a brave face to replace my true self
Don't categorically place me on that shelf;
Among alcoholics, arrogant clowns and thieves,
Who handed you the gavel to judge me?
Though all of this stuff may file under "Me",
Don't think I wouldn't move sun and earth, part the sea,
To bring to you what you hold dearest of the dear.
That I wouldn't hunt through fire-filled chasms, your fears.
Because, what is love without a few tears?
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What are we actually doing day to day?
What is this shallow shuffling we think is our life?
What part of living requires possessions or notoriety?
What reverse inspiration invades us to make us feel doubt or fear?
What is this creative mental creation process?
Whose agenda are we fulfilling?
Why do the few have the power?
Why do they hoard letting the poor suffer?
Who is laughing at man and woman as they watch us split farther from our real
truth?
Who are we seeking approval from with our accomplishments and portfolios?
Who decided to suppress our connectedness to divinity?
Are we marked as less than worthy?
Is this the illusion creating so much havoc within, forsaken original sin?
This is all merely misguided thought afflictions!
Ego’s twisted form of superficial ascension!
Media, Television, food additives, pills all a recipe for mind control potion!
Native American Indians could not see European Ships approaching motion!
Vibrating holograms are the perceived sight sensation!
Our important lives; neural network thought addiction!
Our perception of live, determined by perspective of emotion!
Co creates our personal experience with daily visualizations!
This is why the few rule with much intimidation!
The mind control is wearing off manifesting frustration!
This is why our brothers seek tyranny liberation!
Peaceful wisdom must lead this new demonstration!
Over the days of human herding manipulation!
Just as the dog flees when confronted by the sheep!
Mind freeing love tea is finally being steeped!
Mental discipline is key!
Allows clockwise swirling chakra harmony!
Now I am free to be!
Now I am free to be!
Now I am free to be!
ME!
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Feeling alone like I’m by myself on an Island,
Spending time within my mind and forever rhyming,
Remembering everything comes together slowly when ya smiling,
Like a raw gem that transforms into a well-crafted diamond,
While aware of the memories in the shadows that keep crying,
Tomorrows a better day when we can see over the horizon,
Compiling and filing my thoughts with perfect timing,
Always protecting my inner being while reconciling as I climb,
Climbing this ladder in this life I was given,
Driven by the beauty I see,
Knowing where I come from through my family tree,
Knowing where I’ve been, what I’ve seen,
With an active mind with neurons connecting,
Directing notions without any commotions,
Our imaginations are like the ocean,
Vast with changing tides of emotion,
Unspoken words become broken,
If you continue to keep silent,
This life we are experiencing can be vibrant,
So I look out the window and past the social climate,
Stop hiding and check out some info,
Gaining strength as I go, my way,
This is true wealth making sure I don’t betray myself,
Looking to a bookshelf to help myself learn,
Understanding one’s self has to be earned,
Through the burning temptations as I yearn for more,
The need to explore through the open door to find what’s yours,
Working on my mental flaws as I pause to give thanks,
Lighting my lamp in times of darkness,
Seeing the vastness in my mind,
Finding I have greatness that needs to be rhymed,
Designed and well organized by my inner sidekick,
Quick and honest with no nonsense I give thanks to my subconscious,
As I make a promise to myself with my inner logic,
To always write my insight and be cautious and flawless.
Quincy Mac
Date Written: 30.4.2016
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