Ulterior Poems - Poems about Ulterior

I am the Alpha/Omega - the first of its kind The Gods and Goddesses have made up their mind They give me this role and the sacred knowledge of the Craft I will always say it how it is - I will never wear a mask I won't waste my precious energy trying to be someone else And I refuse...

Continue reading...

If your motives are ulterior, Then, hatch them in The Interior Where the Blame-Worthy is senior And the Praise-Worthy junior; But your gain: Satan’s hysteria, In hospitals Fresh Diphtheria, The Ulterior makes The Inferior Hardly, The Ulterior superior: The by-nature meant for the rear, Coastal regions and ones by a ria Welcoming Sacrifice to Fear… If your motives aren’t The Ulterior, Yourself produce at...

Continue reading...

HER ULTERIOR MOTIVE : This Is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... VERSE 1: This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... "Raise your head up to the sky... Something is coming from high", She said that as she sighed. Of course, I didn't oppose as I did. Unfortunately it was a lie. I got locked up by her deceptive grid. "How could that come from such a naive-looking girl?", As I...

Continue reading...

The top shelves required dusting, so I looked for my stool high and low. No luck--but a chair would do. Then up there I cleaned that top shelf. It did glow. My cleaning cloths fell to the floor. I had to get down to find more. I dressed as I did because my man Sid was watching. Life's never a bore! ...

Continue reading...

gestures often referred to as acts of kindness, bring with them positive inferences & sometimes even long term connections which can be the most important in our lives, certainly--- however, when speaking of those moments when one acts out of nothing more than for lack of better terms--- “humanity,” or “what it is to be human,” maybe even something like “common decency” that is, without...

Continue reading...

So you want to leave your husband, just go I can understand the meaningless you feel Under caveman's club and heel Being mere entertainment for his ego. So you want to drown your children It's your lost of heaven Your world for them was never an Eden Anyhow ... you carried them as a burden What the blazes I cannot understand Is why report...

Continue reading...

Within myself I seek to kill this unwelcome desire For ten years this indescribable ache I’ve acquired That my own soul has to itself decreed In long perspective and continually Can I ever bid these joys farewell? This ecstasy wherein my heart does dwell Lo, how it murmurs, laughs and smiles My spirit is too weak, mortality beguiles Shapes of delight, of mystery...

Continue reading...