Has the new year brought me love,
Or just more solitude and misery?
Can it give a glimpse of happiness,
That's not inclined to a forgery?
I suppose that time will be the monitor,
As days, weeks, and months become the year.
Yet I am left to wonder and inquire,
Towards the pace, fast or slow, that I fear.
Often, there's a fuse to trigger an explosion,
Though it is difficult to know if it's been lit.
So while the seconds tick away in anxiety,
The minutes blow right on by and won't quit.
Such is the nature that time possesses,
Whether expanding or contracting in space.
Not to mention all the bending and gravity,
It's no wonder it can blow up in one's face.
Stress~
ticking timebomb;
found peace-
bomb defused.
02/22/2022
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Death’s undisturbed progress.
And a doted-upon songstress:
In the musical battle field, Matchless Tigress,
Now being taught unforgettable lessons by Skin Cancer,
Her concerned doctors all robbed of an answer;
Likely now to linger only for a few days
In line with the prophecies of carried out x-rays.
The blotches on her skin unbelievably catholic
To dare a long gaze at them, first some alcoholic
Each of them over time has become bizarre
All of them raucously shouting “Here, we are!”
A fall out of musical songstress experimentations
With the skin lightening,
The sequel to her importations
Of the dermis–revealing;
Previously wondrous and mindset promotional
A veritable time bomb and weapon unconventional.
Time bomb
So explosive
Sad Mad Scary Anxious
Lights up quickly without thinking
danger
Ticking time bomb
The hidden is sudden
About to blow up
Waiting for the right time
What do we do
Do we just sit and look
Can't we see the hand writing
How best could it writing look
So we could realize
The hidden symbols
What do we see today
Does it make the time
Closer
Or does it still makes us a fool
Cos the hidden has it clock
It time is ticking same like the
Ticking time bomb
Sitting atop a time bomb
realised i am the fuse
imagination not my mistress
but i do like
how shes dressed
Writing words that
are never said
Words that cant keep secrets
or bleed into
the parchment
never be erased
the clotting of her
soup hydrogen soup carbon
timebomb becomes blood
the bleaching of hair
black turn brown then back to red
timebomb becomes blood
6/22/19
There is a time bomb
Ready to explode
In my heart and in my soul
I have an aching to reach out to you
I have a yearning to be bold
And offer up my love to you
To create a light supreme
There is a time bomb that's blowing up my heart
To the point where it unfolds
And allows the love in
Like a river flowing
Beautiful and magnificently free
In spiritual empathy.
TIME BOMB
Let me go and have some peace
Keep your **** away from me
I won't bother you anymore
Just stay away from my heart's shore
You turned my life upside down
What good have you done to me?
Anger's raging inside me
Now the dam is broken, though
I exploded like a time bomb, oh!
Red blood splattered everywhere
I'm gone somewhere
Probably, in the air
We are like a time bomb. We have to do what we have to, before its "tick tock" "Ding" Your time. Every day do something fascinating something that gets you closer to where you want to be or somewhere you want to go. Time is Limitless.
With an arrow through my heart, you poisoned my soul
Toxic fumes ran ramped
Appalled at your conniving actions;
Body is numb, icicles for fingers
Crying inside
My mind has become a ticking time bomb
The explosion is bound to be epic
Korea’s Ticking Time Bomb
North and South Korea at arms race heaven,
a massive number of weapons all waiting to be used –
tanks, guns and bombs.
One war was enough but nearly fifty years have passed
and so it’s time for another.
North uses Migs and howitzers, South uses F-16s
and cluster bombs all stockpiled at warehouses and airbases.
Have these people lost their minds?
Making law with the barrel of a gun
thinking that they are gangsters at an international level.
This is Korea’s ticking bomb,
with North being the explosive and the South the fuse.
Am I going insane?
This is driving me insane.
What the hell have I gotten myself into?
I try to straighten out my brain
go away for a while, but you follow me
I know you love me, I love you to
but I don’t know what else I am to do
I am going to end up hurting you
It’s best you keep away
I am a natural ticking time bomb
Just wait, I’m gonna blow up in your face
But I don’t want to, I really don’t
But I've lost all control
I am going away now, this is goodbye
Don’t try to stop me and say this isn’t right
I may not go forever
or I may be gone for good
But it shouldn't matter anyways
you will move on, and forever forget about me
This is for your own good.
Time bomb
At first ,I was my
worst enemy in disguise,a master at sabotage.
My own destruction, time bomb ticking away,waiting to explode in mass fusion.
illusions of hope and prosperity crumbles at my feet,just same as doors slam in your face.
Dramatic production,of repeated offenses,as the worst enemy in disguise.
A master of sabotage remains yet,lurking in shadows,looking in mirriors.
No way out,or any where to go,just keep one foot in front of the other.And
elude the shadows in the dark.. The master of sabotage.
Hallowed eyes peering in the mirror ,at first I was my worst fear,the master ...
The raven sits outside,bearer of news,saying .She at first was her worst enemy.
Written by:Brenda s
She was a ticking time bomb.
Ready to explode at any moment.
Her temper was ready to boil over,
at any given time.
People could see her coming.
And then one day it was too late.
She exploded! The time bomb went off.
And we never heard the end of it.
She shouted at everybody.
She screamed at the top of her lungs.
She was a ticking time bomb.
And she exploded!
Boom! The bomb went off.
Finally! The police were called in,
and they dragged her off to jail.
Nobody knew her name, and nobody
knew where she came from.
But everybody knew!
She was a ticking time bomb.
Ready to explode at any moment..
Society Poetry By Kim Robin Edwards
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